Raising ghosts is risky

Xing Zhan is preparing for the trip, but hesitating about what to bring.

"Should we bring a military shovel? This seems to be a necessary tool for tomb robbers. What is another shovel called? Ah yes, Luoyang shovel! But I don't know how to use it, what should I do? What else do I need? I Do you want to buy some glutinous rice, dog blood, and black donkey hooves? It’s written like this in the novels. There’s still a lot of glutinous rice left over from the last time I fooled Wang Chunxu. Black donkey hooves are a bit troublesome. I don’t know if I can buy them online. Give me some advice. , don't keep making white eyes on me!"

Gong Mu couldn't bear it anymore: "Xing Zhan! I repeat, we are not digging graves!"

Xing Zhan said with a smile: "Isn't it? What a pity."

"Does the grave you dug make you so happy? That's your grave too!"

"No, it's your grave. I was reincarnated 800 years ago."

In the end, Xing Zhan only brought ordinary travel items such as sleeping bags, flashlights, and candles.

When it was time to buy a train ticket, the two argued again.

"You can go invisible after entering the train station, so we only need to buy a train ticket again." Xing Zhan said.

Gong Mu glanced at him: "Why? I also want to take the train in a fair manner."

"You don't even have an ID card, so you can't buy a ticket."

Gong Mu took out an ID card from his pocket.

"How is it possible?" Xing Zhan exclaimed, "You are not human at all! Even a human is an ancient person thousands of years ago, how could you have an ID card?"

Gong Mu said coldly: "For convenience, every immortal sent to the world will have an ID card."

Xing Zhan took his ID card and looked it over and over again, it was printed on it: name Gong Mu, gender male, ethnic Han, born in 19XX... The address is still the address of Shuiyue family. "Look at the photo of your ID card that looks so good, it's not a real ID card at first glance."

"Of course it's true, it's guaranteed to be fake." Gong Mu threw out a large pile of official documents. From ancient times to the present, there are fish charms, road guides, waist cards, even passports and driver's licenses.

Xing Zhan threw his ID card back: "No way! Just buy one! Save some money!"

"Are you short of this money?" Gong Mu angrily said, "In your previous life you always held my hand and called me a beauty, but in this life you won't even buy me a train ticket!"

"In your last life? In your last life, you abandoned me!"

"Not abandoned! Something went wrong!"

"Almost! You heartless man! Heartless man can only sit under the train!"

Gong Mu pressed Xing Zhan's body and lowered his voice: "I see, actually you want me to sit on you, just like last time."

Xing Zhan's body stiffened as the cool breath blew on his ears.

Gong Mu chuckled, like a drop of clear water falling on a rock, hugged his shoulder with one hand, and stroked his chest with the other: "If you want me to hold you, just tell me, you don't need to make so many excuses, I Anytime."

"Ahem!" Xing Zhan took his hand off his chest and put it away stiffly, "Then buy two tickets."

Gong Mu showed a triumphant smile.

After finally arranging the itinerary, Xing Zhan handed over the key to Shuiyue family to Lang Qian.

Lang Qian stared blankly at the key handed over by Xing Zhan: "You can leave it to me?"

After all, Lang Qian has been in Shuiyue family for less than a month, no matter how diligent and smart he is, he is still a minor.

But Xing Zhan's reason is very good: "It's okay. When I handed it over to A Ling, she even forgot to lock the door after work. You can't be worse than her. Am I still afraid that you will carry money?" Absconding? I have your home phone number, your school phone number, and your class teacher's phone number. If you have the ability to take your seriously ill old lady to the end of the world, I respect you as a man!"

Lang Qian carefully put away the keys, and booked a car for him to the train station in advance, with a precocious and considerate attitude rarely seen at his age.

Gong Mu looked at him, thinking of the young man who always followed Ji Zhan to lead the horse for him in the past, all the causes had their fruits in this life.

There are no wolves in the Wild Wolf Den. Thousands of years ago, Gong Mu led his army to garrison in the mountains and named them Running Wolf. The people there spread rumors, and over time the name Wild Wolf Den came into being. This is the true name of the mountain. origin of.

Going back to the wolf den again and looking at the mountain again, the two feel different.

It is a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, with luxuriant grass and green shade, and Gong Mu is full of excitement.Although the current mountain appearance is quite different from that of the past, he can vaguely recognize the valleys and roads he walked through and the streams he drank. But more importantly, he met Xing Zhan here.Revisiting the old place, looking at the plants and trees here added a lot of love, Xing Zhan also felt some strange emotions in his heart, always thinking that this is the burial place of Gong Mu, which is different from other places, so he didn't even walk. Involuntarily lightened.

"You really know how to choose. Apart from being a bit out of the way, this place is indeed a good place." Xing Zhan said.

Gong Mu smiled slightly, he had been forgotten all those years ago, but he still chose to be buried here, and their reunion was doomed somewhere.

Returning to his hometown, He Wenbin was also very happy, and took Xu Hongqin to the front.After a period of practice, Xu Hongqin was able to barely condense into a human form again, floating indistinctly.Xing Zhan and the others didn't say anything about He Wenbin leaving Xu Hongqin's soul privately, they only regarded it as acquiescing.

This time they didn't enter the village, they went directly to the main peak of the wolf's den from the small path, and went up the mountain based on the memory of the last time.

Crossing a stream and bypassing an old tree, they saw the ruined temple again.It was no different from the previous one. The ruined temple was built next to the mountain, and the walls were cracked and dilapidated. I don't know what age it was.

Gong Mu walked into the ruined temple and looked around: "Now I know why there is a temple here."

"Why? Worshiping you?" Xing Zhan teased, the temple was very dark, and even in daytime he could only see three or four meters away.

Gong Mu walked around to the back where the Buddha statue should have been placed. There was a pile of rubble underneath, and the weathered wall was gray and black. "Look here." Gong Mu pointed to the corner of the wall, "There are traces of man-made damage."

Xing Zhan squatted down and touched the wall, rubbed the ashes on his fingers, and thought for a moment: "Could it be that behind this is..."

The two looked at each other and said one word at the same time: "Rooting the Cave."

"Tsk tsk, who doesn't know how to steal your tomb?" Xing Zhan sighed for a long time, then changed the subject, "Is there anything valuable in your tomb?"

"It's our tomb!" Gong Mu emphasized, "You don't want to touch my funeral objects!"

"I'm just asking." Xing Zhan put away his laughter, "Since someone robbed your tomb, will they destroy your coffin?"

"My tomb is not accessible to ordinary people, but it's better for us to go and see it as soon as possible. The body is just a mortal thing, and the most important thing is my Beaulieu Spear."

"Are we also going to drill the robbery hole?"

"No, come with me."

The two walked out of the ruined temple and came to the side and rear. In front of them was a steep and straight mountain, and under the turf were bare and exposed rocks.

Gong Mu stretched out one hand and pressed it against the rock, and the red light spread from his palm like ripples, turning into a door: "Let's enter directly from here."

Xing Zhan was about to sigh, when Gong Mu held his hand: "Hold on to me."

The red wave light flowed from their tightly clasped hands to Xing Zhan, covering his whole body, a wave of heat wrapped him and reached the depths of his heart.Xing Zhan suddenly remembered that that night at Fang Yang's house, he was walking in the spiritual world holding his own soul like this. "If you let go, will I be stuck in the mountains?" Xing Zhan asked.

The wind blew up Gong Mu's scarlet robe and messed up his hair, his jade-like face was rarely without a smile: "This time, I won't let go."

In the previous life, I had forgotten it for a thousand years, and in this life, I will never let go.

Xing Zhan smiled: "I'm just asking, don't be nervous."

It is always easy to find indulgence and pampering in his eyes, as if no matter what absurd things he does, he will compromise, even if he is reincarnated and changes his surname, this will not change.

Gong Mu suddenly realized that his temperament hadn't changed at all for thousands of years, he still did his own way and acted willfully, but who spoiled this temper?Although Xing Zhan in this life is always disgusted, but in the end he will still let himself go.Gong Mu said seriously: "Why don't you stay here and wait for me to get the spear back."

"How can that be done!" Xing Zhan immediately vetoed, "Didn't you say that we were lovers in the previous life?"

Gong Mu was at a loss: "So?"

"If I have a wife, I can never let him go to a dangerous place alone, I have to accompany him no matter what." Xing Zhan glanced at the ruined temple, especially the robbery hole behind the Buddha statue. , always made him feel uneasy.

Gong Mu laughed again, and no one could hide his brilliance: "Okay, then let's go in together."

Stepping one foot into the mountain, Gong Mu turned around and whispered in Xing Zhan's ear: "I forgot to tell you, you were my wife in the previous life."

"How can... oh!" Xing Zhan exclaimed, before he could finish speaking, he was dragged into the stone.

It was pitch black in front of him, only Gong Mu was emitting light, illuminating the path under his feet.As soon as Gong Mu approached, the mountain rocks seemed to melt and branched out into a road. The road was so narrow that only one person could pass through it. Although he could walk, Xing Zhan still felt oppressed, as if the stones on both sides would fall down at any time and kill him. Locked up like a worm in amber.

Gong Mu seemed to be able to feel the wavering in his heart, and said comforting words: "It's okay, the road is not long, as long as we walk straight forward, we will be able to cross the mountain soon."

The hands of the two intertwined and held each other tightly, confirming each other's existence.

I don't know how long it took, and the time was especially long. Just when Xing Zhan thought he was about to pass the whole mountain, a sudden change occurred.

A gust of cool wind blew head-on, Xing Zhan wiped off his sweat, but suddenly realized that they were in a closed mountain, how could there be wind?

The cold wind brushed against his skin, causing goose bumps all over his body, as if countless ghosts had passed him by.

"Gong Mu." Xing Zhan wanted to tell him to walk more slowly, but Gong Mu didn't answer, instead he quickened his pace without looking back.

Suddenly, Xing Zhan felt a pain in his back, the pain went deep into the bone marrow, without warning, Xing Zhan's limbs trembled and he groaned.

"Wait a minute, Gong Mu." Xing Zhan gave him a hand.

Gong Mu finally stopped in his tracks and turned around, but it was a sneering grimace.