Maoshan Little Taoist

High forests stand tall and white mist surrounds them.In the deep green mountains, in front of a green bamboo house, the old and the young talk to each other.

The elder brushed his old long beard and said with a dignified look: "Xian'er, according to the ancestral system of our Maoshan, you were supposed to be let down when you were 16 years old, but your cultivation level is too high." Low, Master was afraid that you would be in danger going down the mountain, so he kept you for four more years, now that four years have passed, and you are already twenty, it's time to go down the mountain."

"Master, this disciple knows that his cultivation is not improving, so he spent his whole life with and serving Master on the mountain." The young man knelt on his knees and replied sincerely.

"My good apprentice, it is a rule set by the ancestors that the disciples go down the mountain, and you and I cannot change it." The old man with a long beard touched the young man's hair and said earnestly.

The young man kneeling on the ground suddenly hugged the older man's thigh and cried loudly, "But Master, I can't bear you!"

"Ah~" The old man sighed quietly, looked down at the little apprentice who was holding his thigh for a second, then he suddenly raised his leg, and the wind of his sharp leg brought the young man who was holding him up, and in the next second, He stepped back and turned around, kicking the young man in the stomach.

"Damn it, I've eaten my meal for 20 years in vain, and I still want to stay here! Get lost!"

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"Ah!" Lin Xian woke up from the dream, and when he opened his eyes, he saw darkness.He fixed his eyes for a moment, then took a deep breath, and rubbed his temple with one hand, "Fortunately, it was a dream."

Lin Xian calmed down his fluctuating mood due to the dream, put down his hands and raised his eyes to look at the surrounding environment.

This is a tomb about the size of a small classroom. The tomb is empty around without any funerary objects, and in the center of the tomb is a crystal coffin.

The outer layer of the coffin is a layer of carved beams and painted buildings, and the whole body is inlaid with a circle of emerald green beads. Lin Xian discovered that it was because of those beads that he was able to see everything in the tomb. If he guessed correctly, the circle of beads should be night pearls .

Lin Xian looked around in a daze, then he closed his eyes and thought, he clearly used the last talisman and the Maoshan forbidden spell to help Zhang Ming open the way, logically speaking, shouldn't he be torn to pieces by the ghosts in the tomb, why would he here?

This is where?And is he dead or not?

A series of questions made Lin Xian dizzy, he gritted his teeth and pinched his thigh.While the sharp pain made his face turn pale, it also made him extremely excited.He will hurt, is this a dream or an illusion, he is really still alive!

Lin Xian tried to move his body, the pain of broken bones and torn arm wounds made him gasp, his face turned pale, and he smiled helplessly, "It seems that my luck is enough to save my life. "

Holding the injured arm with his uninjured hand, Lin Xian stood up tremblingly.His face turned pale due to excessive blood loss, his clothes were torn, and there were blood stains one by one, making him look very bad.

Without medicine and spells, Lin Xian couldn't do anything. His arm was no longer bleeding, and the blood soaked his sleeve, sticking sticky to his arm.

He checked the condition of the wound, and after confirming that it was not particularly serious, he dragged the "broken" body and moved towards the coffin in the center.

This tomb is full of weirdness, it is obviously a treasure land of geomantic omen, but it is full of evil everywhere, he was obviously about to die, but he miraculously survived, and he was obviously unconscious in another place, but was suddenly transferred here ...

Spooky, menacing, evil, scary.

Lin Xian was suddenly full of curiosity about the owner of this tomb. He moved little by little, watching the coffin getting closer and closer to him.

The distance between the two was changing. Suddenly, when Lin Xian walked to a place less than one meter away from the coffin, his heart suddenly started beating violently, and the sound of "bang bang" was like a rush of drums in his body. echo.

Lin Xian covered his chest, his face became extremely complicated.He couldn't explain what happened to him, but he could guess that the coffin must have made him like this.

Gritting his teeth hard, Lin Xian continued to walk forward.

One step, two steps... Every time he gets closer, his heart beats at a very high frequency, and gradually a trace of desire arises from the bottom of his heart, longing to get closer, longing to see the... person in the coffin?

There are three low steps under the coffin. When Lin Xian stepped on the second step, he could see what was inside this extremely luxurious and strange coffin.

He could see clearly that lying inside this crystal coffin inlaid with gold and silver and embedded with pearls was a person... who looked like a human but felt that he was not human.

The reason for saying this is because in Lin Xian's view, the person lying in the coffin does not look like a human at all.Eyebrows are exquisite yet deeply icy, and the facial features are unique, and every part reveals the delicacy that the creator loves, beautiful and icy.

He closed his eyes, and his thick eyelashes cast a blue shadow under his eyes, making people look as if they could see his eyelashes trembling slightly in the next second, opening his eyes and waking up.

Lin Xian has never seen such an outstanding face. His appearance cannot be described in words, nor can it be defined by gender. It is a kind of beauty that blurs the boundaries of gender and feels beyond ordinary people...

"Boom, boom, boom." The heart beat faster in his chest, and he felt a strange feeling in his body.

This face is beautiful, very beautiful, but Lin Xian is sure that he doesn't know him, but he doesn't know why, when he sees him, his heart will burst with a desire, it is a desire to get closer to the other party , the desire to become one with him...

Lin Xian grabbed his uncontrollably throbbing chest, his eyes fixed, and his uninjured hand ruthlessly pressed the wound on the other injured arm.

"Hmm." The pain from the tearing wound made his brain clear a lot. Lin Xian looked at the coffin with clear and vigilant eyes. He has never encountered any good things since he entered this tomb. He must find a way to leave This ghost place must be.

Trying to calm down the fluctuating mood, Lin Xian's brain was running rapidly to judge the situation.Although there is no evidence, but based on his intuition, the person in the coffin is the owner of the tomb.Judging from the information given by Boss Yi earlier, this tomb must have existed for no less than a hundred years, but after a hundred years, the human body in the coffin is still so intact, which is unreasonable.

Thinking of the yin illusion they encountered, and those ghosts, Lin Xian's eyes were slightly cold. In most tombs, there are only some little ghosts and yin qi, but here it is completely the opposite, and it is even more unbelievable. The strange thing is that this place is actually built on the blessed land of Longtou.

The ability to turn a well-being feng shui treasure into a sinister place to raise corpses is not something ordinary people can have.So, who built this tomb?And what is the identity of the tomb owner?

The more he thought about it, the more frightening he became, Lin Xian shook his head to make himself more sober.No matter what, it was always right for him to leave here first.Thinking of this, Lin Xian fixed his eyes on the person lying in the coffin again. As soon as his eyes touched the other person's face, his heart contracted violently.

Lin Xian frowned and immediately looked away.Turning his eyes slightly, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a square wooden box next to the man's face.The box is not big, about eight centimeters in length and width, with an ordinary style and not much decoration on the surface.

Lin Xian felt strange, he lifted his foot up another step, lowered his head and leaned closer to the coffin to take a closer look at the box.Although this box was not special, it appeared in the coffin of the owner of the tomb, which made Lin Xian have to pay attention to it.

After carefully looking at it for a while, he didn't see anything unusual, so Lin Xian had no choice but to give up, and walked down the steps step by step, wandering around in the tomb to check.

Without knowing anything, Lin Xian didn't intend to move the coffin, because it was too weird. If he moved it rashly, he really didn't know what weirder things would happen.So Lin Xian wanted to check in the tomb first to see if there was any other mechanism that would allow him to get out from here.

The tomb was very empty, except for the coffin in the center, there was nothing visible around it. Lin Xian endured the pain and walked around the tomb, but found nothing.

The four walls of this tomb are made of thick blue mudstone slabs, the walls are flat, and the stones are closely connected.Lin Xian knocked and patted and turned around, but he couldn't find anything unusual.The entire tomb is like an inseparable giant stone, indestructible.

"It's hard to escape, am I going to be trapped here?" Lin Xian propped up the wall with one hand, lowered his head, looking very decadent.

"No, I can't die here, I want to live, I want to get out!" Lin Xian gritted his teeth, he turned around and stared at the shining coffin in the center, since there is no way out from other places, he can only go from there start.

Settling down, Lin Xian clutched his arms and walked towards the coffin again. Just like last time, when he got close to it, his heart still beat fast, but the difference was that this time, the strange longing in his heart was stronger up.

Lin Xian went up to the third step, his eyes looked at the face that looked like a fairy, his brain was working fast, and his thinking became clear.

When he saw this face for the first time just now, he was full of surprise and amazement. Now that he had settled down to look at him again, Lin Xian could clearly feel a different feeling from the bottom of his heart. Silk is familiar and faintly mixed with a little fear.

He knows that this feeling of familiarity and fear is definitely not what he feels now, but may be a kind of memory beyond the present world hidden in his soul.

Lin Xian himself is a student of Taoism. He has come into contact with too many demons and ghosts, and has dabbled in many reincarnations, so he can conclude that the person lying in the coffin must have something to do with him, and this relationship is not referring to him now...

The uninjured hand rested unconsciously on the transparent crystal coffin cover, and the bright blood stained on the palm was directly printed on the coffin cover.

"who are you?"

The author has something to say: there are only so many today, sorry for the special circumstances