The Ascension of Ghosts

Lu Sheng glanced at him coldly, turned around and walked to the gazebo in front of the main hall to sit down.

Xie Rong watched his indifferent back go away, her gaze lost for a moment.

But after a while, he returned to his usual arrogance and reserve.

When it was late at night, Xie Rong put out the candle, opened the window and looked out.

In the dark night, with only a little starlight, I can barely see the outline of the weeping willows in front of me, which is darker than the surrounding ones.

In late autumn, even the moths stopped singing, and they were so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing. Lu Sheng couldn't help feeling that the two were standing too close.

Xie Rong didn't notice it, she just stood in front of the window with her hands behind her back, and after waiting for half a cup of tea, she lightly patted Lu Sheng on the shoulder.

Lu Sheng understood, and looked carefully under the weeping willow. Although he has excellent eyesight, he could only vaguely see the outline of a single door on the tree trunk, which seemed to be composed of countless ink lines, slowly turning from a hazy ghost to a clear one. , as if an invisible pen was dipped in too light ink over and over again, repeatedly depicting the outline of the door.

When it was too late to be recognized without any effort, the door suddenly opened a crack and opened towards the inside.

A human-shaped shadow that also looks like it was drawn in ink, with a head in the shape of cloud temples, holding up the hem of the skirt, slowly stepped out from the door.

The shadow has a graceful figure, moves like a weak willow supporting the wind, and is as light as a swallow flying in the palm. When it walks to the open space outside the willow tree, it dances by itself. Fuzzy, but still romantic and tactful, people are unknowingly intoxicated by the dancing posture and can't take their eyes off it.

Lu Shengzheng was fascinated when someone blindfolded him suddenly. He pulled Xie Rong's hand away, but seeing Xie Rong frown slightly, he shook his head slightly.The strange dance takes people's souls and spirits away. If you watch it for a long time, your life will be in danger.Fortunately, this Hongzhao Palace is inaccessible, so no disaster has been caused, so that this evildoer has been at large.

Lu Sheng misunderstood that Xie Rong just didn't want him to admire other people's dancing postures. It was obviously unreasonable, but it made people feel a little dependent, even close to the satisfaction of acting like a baby.He thought to himself, the young master should just do a good deed every day, so he turned over Xie Rong's palm and wrote stroke by stroke on his palm: "You dance better than it."

In the deep night where even his face was covered, the breath of Xie Rong's whole body softened a little. She smiled and her eyes were clear. If she hadn't been afraid of frightening the evildoers outside the window and missed her business, she would have thrown this heart-melting treasure on the bed long ago. .

In the end, he had no choice but to hold back, clasped one hand with Lu Sheng's five fingers, squatted down, and flicked the sleeve of his left hand lightly. A faint white fluorescent light flickered on the cuff, converging into the shape of a long snake and sinking into the ground.

The shadow dance gradually reached a climax, quite elegant and spacious like the former Han Dynasty, but also gorgeous and gorgeous like the Great Chu. When the long sleeves were turned sharply, a white shadow sprang out of the ground silently, binding the shadows together.

It was clearly a thin black shadow, but it was really trapped by the white snake, struggling desperately, and even scattered into black smoke, but it was still trapped in the fine grating formed by the white light, without any leakage.

It was so easy to get it, Lu Sheng heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "It seems that it is nothing..."

Before the words fell, the weeping willow suddenly shook violently, and countless branches stretched out, entangled with the white grating like living things, and pulled it with all their strength in all directions, and suddenly filled the sky with white lights, the black mist was free, and fled into the gate of the tree in a panic In the process, the gate also changed from thick to light, gradually disappearing.

All this happened only in the blink of an eye, when the weeping willow branch moved, Xie Rong jumped out of the window, but he did not forget to warn: "Stay in the room and don't move!"

Lu Sheng turned a deaf ear to it, and quickly jumped out of the window, following behind Xie Rong.

The time was too urgent, and within two breaths of time, Xie Rong's figure in red and purple followed the black shadow into the door. Lu Sheng was only half a step too slow, and they broke in together. The door was almost close to the door. His heels disappeared, and the rectangular entrance blinked out of sight.

Lu Sheng rushed to catch up, but couldn't stop, and crashed into someone's arms.

Naturally, it was Xie Rong, who grabbed Lu Sheng's arm tightly, and his voice was full of anger: "I told you to stay in the room and not move, why didn't you listen?"

Lu Sheng chased after him without hesitation. Now that Xie Rong asked him, his mind was still blank and he subconsciously replied, "I... I'm afraid you're in danger."

For a while, both of them were speechless, and after more than ten breaths, Xie Rong let go of his arms, and said with a light smile: "You fool, if I am trapped here alone, you will be free. "

Lu Sheng couldn't be so embarrassed because he couldn't see each other's expressions clearly in the dark, but he still regretted and hated himself, annoyed that he was impulsive and missed a good opportunity, so he simply gave up and sighed: "Forget it, let's talk about it when we go out."

The two of them should be in the trunk of a weeping willow. Lu Sheng took a few steps and stretched out his hand to test it, but he touched a smooth and cold stone wall with undulating carvings on it, as if there were stone murals left.

There was a sound of burning, beeping, beeping, and the fire was shining, illuminating the place where the two of them were, but it was a round stone room with a diameter of more than twenty steps. Although it was not spacious, it must be larger than a weeping willow. The land is much wider.

A small flamingo hovered above Xie Rong's left hand, looked around, and then stopped in front of a stone mural.

The inscriptions on the painting are clear, and it outlines an old man with a solemn expression, a jade on his forehead, and long hair, sitting sideways on the back of a yellow dragon.The yellow dragon with copper teeth and iron beard, with horns on its head, slanted towards the clouds on the upper left.A few ropes were tied to the cast-iron dragon's horns, hanging long at the feet of the old man, dragging several men and women who were also wearing ancient costumes, looming among the cloud patterns, all of them flying obliquely, with nervous expressions.

The old man is solemn and the followers are flustered. They are all portrayed vividly. The lines penetrate into the solid stone wall and the edges are clear.

Lu Sheng asked, "Ah Rong, what is this?"

Xie Rong said: "This is the picture of the Yellow Emperor ascending to heaven on a dragon."

At that time, people's death was like life, and the picture of ascension to heaven was often buried in the tomb, in order to ascend to bliss after death, or the picture of attracting souls to ascend to heaven, or the picture of guiding souls to ascend to heaven, and the deceased was usually the protagonist.

Therefore, upon hearing the word Yellow Emperor, Lu Sheng's expression turned serious, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Could it be related to the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum?"

Xie Rong still had a calm face, stroked the mural, and then said: "It is said in ancient times that when the Yellow Emperor was 110 years old, he cast the first tripod in the world. , and led the Yellow Emperor to ascend to heaven. The tripod was left in the world, named the Shenzhou Ding, and it is the number one artifact among the Nine Blessings."

Lu Sheng clapped his fists and said happily, "Sure enough, it's related to the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor!" Then he frowned and asked, "No, if the Yellow Emperor ascends to heaven on a dragon, where does the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor come from?"

Xie Rong glanced at him, then turned back to continue to look at the murals, there was a three-legged crow engraved in a round of red sun, or on the roof surrounded by dragons, there were people in deep clothes and high crowns, surrounded by servants, ostriches leading the way, and immortals receiving them .

Actually, all of them are pictures of ascension maps of various colors.

While looking at it, he explained to Lu Sheng: "Although the Yellow Emperor was able to ascend, he was sanctified in the flesh. But as the lord of Shenzhou, he has fought against barbarians and beasts all over the world. Naturally, he knows that the Central Plains is not easy, so he did not hesitate to consume himself, leaving a trail for future generations. The way to save yourself...is hidden in the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum."

Lu Sheng suddenly said: "So that's why the miscellaneous beards are raging, and now I can't save myself, so I asked my ancestors for help... Ah Rong, why are these murals all flying towards the same place?"

Xie Rong was in front of the murals, and Lu Sheng was a few steps behind him. After looking at many murals, he found something puzzling.

Xie Rong was startled when she heard the words, and also took a few steps back, standing beside Lu Sheng. Sure enough, whether it was the golden dragon or the other immortals to greet her, if she followed the trajectory of her actions, they would all converge at the round sun on the top of the mural. .The round sun was surrounded by raging fire, and there was a three-legged crow engraved in it. The golden paint on the painting was half faded, and it became uneven: the whole three-legged crow protruded from the stone wall by more than a finger.

Xie Rong stepped forward, raised her hand and pressed hard on the three-legged crow.

Suddenly the ground rumbled, and the center of the stone chamber suddenly collapsed, revealing a downward passage.

Lu Sheng was staring at the entrance in astonishment, and was caught off guard by Xie Rong who held his cheeks and kissed each on the forehead and the corners of the lips.

He kissed tenderly, without any lust, which made Lu Sheng feel more uncomfortable, but Xie Rong said: "This time you have made a great contribution, Baoyang, after returning home, I will definitely thank you again."

Lu Sheng snorted coldly: "Don't dare to take it, why don't you want to thank me with your box of treasures?"

Xie Rongben walked towards the entrance, he paused when he heard the words, and when he turned around, he smiled brightly, as if illuminating the dark stone room, "Unexpectedly, Baoyang was thinking about that box of treasures, and I will give them all to you when I go back."

Lu Sheng was anxious, "Xie Rong! If you dare to act recklessly, I, I will never forgive you!"

Xie Rong only held Lu Sheng's hand, and when she was about to release the Soaring Snake, she remembered that it had been dragged to pieces and stayed outside the stone chamber, and now it might have fled back to Ge Hong's side to recuperate.

He had no choice but to call Bi Fang, and sent the little flamingo to the entrance.

The entrance in the center of the stone room is five or six feet wide, and under the light of the fire, the stone steps extend all the way down, with no end in sight.

Lu Sheng became more and more aware of the strangeness, and said softly, "Mo, could it be an ancient tomb?"

Xie Rong said: "Don't be afraid of Baoyang, this stone chamber is not a tomb chamber, and the dead are not buried."

Lu Sheng's scalp became more and more numb. It wasn't a dead person who was buried, could it be a living person?

He was troubled and anxious, but he had no other way, seeing Xie Rong picking up the steps, he followed closely behind, walking down the steps step by step.

As he was walking, Lu Sheng counted secretly, and when he counted over ten thousand steps, there were still infinite steps under his feet, with no end in sight, as if he could reach directly to the dark underground.

Xie Rong, however, was calm and relaxed. When she noticed Lu Sheng's hesitation, she said softly, "Don't be afraid of Baoyang, I'm here."

Lu Sheng said with a straight face: "Where am I afraid? When the stone steps always come to an end, I just keep vigilant, and if there are any dangerous changes, I have to deal with them. It's just that the hanging pot is not in hand, after all, I lack some help... "

Xie Rong said: "Speaking of the hanging pot, you should give it a try and recite it silently in your heart."

Lu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then followed suit.For a moment, a mysterious and unspeakable feeling came into my heart, and my hand sank, and a long sword with a shark skin scabbard appeared.

When Lu Sheng saw the weapon in his hand, he was very kind, and his mood improved a little. Subconsciously, he held Xie Rong with his spare hand and said, "Let's go."

Xie Rong let him lead her, and only responded softly: "Let's go."

The two continued to climb down the stairs, and walked through tens of thousands of steps. Lu Sheng turned his head, the top of his head was pitch black, and he could not see the entrance for a long time.

It was as if there were only him and Xie Rong left in the world.

And a door finally appeared in front of the two of them.