After joining Hades

After a few steps, the people stopped.

Looking at those criss-crossing trails, Wen Bai had a headache: "Where should I go?"

Zhou Wei turned his head to look at Lin Qiu, the only one who might have a clue.

Lin Qiu shook his head.

Zhou Wei hissed.

That's right, if Daoist Xuanji figured it out, they wouldn't have to make this trip.

"I don't think this village is very big. If we look for more people, we can find them after a few days, right? They can't be hidden underground." Zhou Wei was a little puzzled.

Lin Qiu said, "That would definitely startle the villagers."

"And," Lin Qiu paused, "that 'little ghost' is still in the hands of my uncle."

"Before making a complete plan, if you act rashly, my master is afraid that it will be dangerous."

Zhou Wei was startled, then nodded.

He said, it has come to this point, Daoist Xuanji doesn't need to care about the friendship of the same family, it must be saving the village.

If you can't find it, just look for a few more days, and if it doesn't work, then find more people, and you will always find it.

Xuande still has hostages in his hands, but he forgot about it.

Everyone has no idea, you look at me, I look at you, and finally turn their attention to Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng didn't speak, he took two steps forward, and when he turned around, he picked a small branch from his side.

It is a very common dwarf tree in the mountains, and it cannot be named.

Lu Zheng twisted lightly in his hand, and threw it up.

A small branch has no weight, and after reaching the highest point, it falls slowly.

Everyone's sights also fell with the branches, and finally landed on the ground.

Wen Bai: "?"

Xie Jiuzhang came over, took a look, and waved his hand in the direction Ye Jian pointed: "The boss means let us go this way."

Zhou Wei was surprised and said, "This, this is all right?"

"Is it so casual?"

Xie Jiuzhang hurriedly said, "Of course not."

With his Taoist robe half lifted, Lin Qiu squatted beside the branch and studied it carefully for a long while.

When he saw a flash of blue light from the section of the branch, he stood up like an arrow shooting out of the string, and almost knocked over Zhou Wei, who was squatting down with him out of curiosity. .

Lin Qiu pulled Zhou Wei back, and when he stood still, he immediately looked at Lu Zheng with eager eyes.

"Does Senior Lu know how to deduce divination?"

If he was not mistaken, that blue light might be the power of the stars.

He was lucky enough to meet him once with his master.

Although his master's deduction and divination techniques are well-known in Taoism, most of them rely on six-line arrangement and deduction. Only when he has nothing to worry about, can he occasionally borrow two or three stars to help out.

Every now and then, I have to bathe and purify my body, offer sacrifices and burn incense.

But Senior Lu only used a broken branch!

"Senior just borrowed...is it the power of stars?" Although Lin Qiu was sure in his heart, he was careful to speak out.

This little Taoist priest is still of a certain level, and Lu Zheng responded with a face.

Seeing Lin Qiu's joyful expression that was different from usual, Wen Bai was a little amused. He didn't understand the way inside, so he asked seriously: "Is it difficult?"

Lin Qiu nodded repeatedly.

Xie Jiuzhang replied: "For people who practice in the yang world, it is indeed difficult to borrow the guiding power of the star kings."

Xie Jiuzhang said it rigorously, and deliberately added a premise that he is a practitioner in the world.

Obviously there is something to be said.

Zhou Wei followed his words and continued: "What about...?"

Zhou Wei just gestured casually, and didn't even dare to call Lu Zheng's name directly.

Xie Jiuzhang: "Just say hello."

After thinking about it for a moment, he said again: "It's okay if you don't say hello."

"It mainly depends on the mood of the boss."

Zhou Wei didn't understand all of a sudden: "Hello?"

Xie Jiuzhang: "The stars will not sell the boss's face."

"Don't dare."

Zhou Wei: "..."

Lin Qiu: "..."

Wen Bai: "..."

Even if you borrow, you have to borrow, and you have to borrow if you don’t borrow. There is no need to go through the process, and there is no choice.

Zhou Wei held back for a long time, but couldn't help it: "Next time when you say such crazy words, please don't use such a humble tone."

Xie Jiuzhang laughed.

Wen Bai still looked at the branch, still a little puzzled.

Lu Zheng doesn't have anything related to Daoist Xuande, even if it is him, it should be difficult to deduce the specific location based on a name alone.

"About that Taoist priest Xuande, you..." In the middle of speaking, Wen Bai's mind suddenly flashed.

He stopped suddenly, looked up and looked around, and finally returned to Lu Zheng.

"What did you calculate...is the location of that 'little devil'?"

Regarding Xuande, Lu Zheng didn't have anything available at hand.

But that "little devil" is not.

It was born and grew up here, and it is also related to the fate of the village. Strictly speaking, everything here is related to it.

Lu Zheng gave a rare smile: "The reaction is not slow."

Lu Zheng and Wen Bai had a charade-like conversation, making it difficult for Zhou Wei and Lin Qiu to make a detour, and it took a while before they turned the corner.

Everyone followed the direction of the tip of the leaf to the depths of the mountain.

In the deep summer, there is no light in the back mountain.

The surroundings were really quiet again. After walking for a long time, Zhou Wei felt his spine getting colder and colder for no reason.

"It's about to hit the gold medal. Don't you feel it's creepy to walk in such a deep mountain and old forest?" Zhou Wei rubbed the back of his hand subconsciously.

After speaking, I realized that I had asked the wrong person.

Except for him and Xiaobai, the others are not considered "normal people". Zhongyuan may still be a happy day for them.

Only Wen Bai gave some reaction.

After being reminded by him, Wen Bai finally remembered that it was indeed almost July and a half.

I don't know if Zhongyuan of the Yin Division will have a holiday.

It's a holiday for ghosts, logically speaking, big and small are counted as legal holidays, right?

When Lu Zheng grabbed Wen Bai who was about to hit the rock for the second time, he said, "Don't look at the road, what are you thinking?"

Wen Bai blurted out: "Is Zhong Yuan Yin Division on holiday?"

Lu Zheng: "..."

Lin Qiu vaguely heard the word "Zhongyuan", brushed the weeds in front of him with his hands, and asked, "Does Xianchang Zhongyuan have any arrangements?"

As Wen Bai grew up, he had heard all kinds of festival blessings and holiday arrangements, but it was the first time he asked him "Is there any arrangement for Zhongyuan" so seriously.

Wen Bai thought that Lin Qiu was talking about him "asking for a holiday", so he asked, "Is Zhengtian Guan Zhongyuan on holiday?"

Lin Qiu's shoulders slumped, and his voice was a little boyish, like a student who had given out more than a dozen papers after three days off from school: "Zhongyuan is the Yulan Basin Festival, although it is It is a big Buddhist festival, but Taoist temples will also break the fast and offer sacrifices to lonely souls, which is our busiest time."

If Lin Qiu hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have paid attention to it.

Thinking about it this way is also true, Taoist temples are so busy, so there is no need to talk about the Yin Division.

It also means that there is no shadow of the holiday, and maybe you have to work overtime.

Wen Bai quickly accepted this fact, and was about to ask some more casual questions about "Zhongyuan", when Zhou Wei's voice came from the other end.

"Look at the one in front of you. Is it a... temple?"

Wen Bai followed the sound and looked in the direction Zhou Wei was pointing at.

They were actually still some distance away from that house, the reason Zhou Wei was able to see it so quickly was because the vermilion pillar was a bit blurry in the old forest and deep mountains where everything was green at a glance.

When they approached again, they found that the one in front of them was indeed a temple.

Moreover, it is not like a temple for sacrificing ancestors, but like an ordinary Buddhist temple.

Building a temple in this kind of place is already reluctant, but after all, there is still a reason for "sacrificing ancestors", which is still reasonable.

But building a Buddhist temple seems a bit weird.

Moreover, this Buddhist temple seems to have been abandoned for many years. The white walls are covered with vegetation, the tile eaves are uneven, and even the steps at the door are missing a corner.

"Even the plaque is gone, why are these pillars so new? They look like they have just been painted." Zhou Wei looked at the glowing red pillars and said.

Then, she turned her head to talk to Wen Bai: "Xiaobai, have you ever heard an old saying?"

Wen Bai: "?"

"It's called Ningsu Yefen, not into the deserted temple," Zhou Wei pointed, "Is that what you're talking about?"

"As the old saying goes, it's because you don't know who you'll meet when you stay overnight in a deserted temple. Apart from those who are on their way and hiding from the rain, there are also some desperadoes who have nowhere to go. If you meet them, you may die. .” Wen Bai said.

So it's not that ghosts are scary, it's that people's hearts are unpredictable, just like Taoist Xuande.

Zhou Wei shook his head with emotion, and Lin Qiu beside him had already stepped forward.

Before Zhou Wei had time to call him, Lin Qiu had already stretched out his finger and wiped the bright red pillar.

"Alas, Daoist Lin!"

Under Zhou Wei's exclamation, Lin Qiu lowered his head and sniffed.

"Cinnabar powder is added to the paint."

"Zhou Xinshi may be right."

Zhou Wei: "?"

"What did I say?"

Wen Bai: "This pillar has just been painted not long ago."

Zhou Wei took a step back: "..."

He just said it casually.

Who would repaint a dilapidated Buddhist temple in such a place, and add cinnabar inside, the result is self-evident.

Xie Jiuzhang paused: "Are you sure this Xuande is really a Taoist priest?"

Several people understood what he meant.

A Taoist priest lived in a Buddhist temple and used cinnabar to paint the pillars of the Buddhist temple. He really had an idea.

"Go in and have a look."

After Lu Zheng spoke, a group of people opened the door and walked in.

The sound of the wooden door turning was already gloomy, and it was still falling in the dense forest of the poor mountain, covered by the surrounding trees, and infinitely amplified in the ear.

The door was pushed open, and Wen Bai was a little speechless the moment he saw the furnishings inside.

A completely different scene from the outside.

A mahogany table with four corners, seven or eight celadon bowls on it, yellow paper, glutinous rice, clear water, and the most conspicuous ones are a string of bronze bells hanging from the eaves and several paper lanterns.

It's hard to say how creepy it is.

But it's really weird.

Hiding here, even if some villagers strayed in, they would probably turn around and run away.

For a while, Wen Bai didn't know whether to say Xuande thought too much, or thought too little.

"Is this Xuande Daoist from the Maoshan family?!" Zhou Wei couldn't help but speak out.

This yellow paper and this clear water are clearly a set of ghost hunting.

The rapid development of modern Taoism means that sometimes the focus of preaching of Zhengtian Temple has to be combined with current affairs and politics. What about people and nature, we must be Taoists with ideals, morality, culture, and discipline. Harmonious Taoism, etc., how many years has he seen such a battle?

Lin Qiu was also speechless for a long time.

Just when he wanted to look forward again, a gust of wind suddenly blew from nowhere.

The wind blows over the copper bells hanging on the eaves, the first bell rings, the second bell rings... soon, the whole bell rings together.

A voice came from a corner of the temple.

"This is not the place for you to come, leave quickly."

The voice and the copper bell overlapped each other, making it a little muddy, but Lin Qiu recognized it immediately.

"It's my uncle's voice!"

Maybe it was because a group of people in the courtyard were still standing still after he spoke, and they didn't show any signs of timidity at all, so the voice was a little louder.

When the sound came out again, there was already some jumping.

"I'll say it again, get out of here quickly."

"Otherwise—" After prolonging the tone, the voice suddenly sank, "Don't blame me for sending you to see Hades!"

Lu Zheng: "..."

Wen Bai: "..."

Maybe you don't need to bother him about this.

Hades... came by himself.