Ancient Art of Sealing Ghosts

Because the itinerary was too hasty, when we arrived in the surrounding town the next afternoon, the equipment on the car was not enough for us to enter the desert.So we chose an inconspicuous small hotel, hid the Cayenne in the small courtyard behind the hotel, and waited for the arrival of the matchmaker that the uncle said.

Here is close to the desert, the climate is dry, there are yellow sand and dead grass everywhere, and it is spring again, the temperature is not higher than that in Beijing.

Uncle thinks that we need someone familiar with the route here to take us into the desert, otherwise it will be very dangerous.

Before the matchmaker arrived, we were wandering around the town, we found a good restaurant, went in and had a lamb "dinner".

There is a bald man sitting near the entrance of the restaurant. This bald man is slightly fat, with big arms and round waist. When we entered the restaurant, he gave us a very unfriendly look, and then he was more stable.

But when we walked out of the restaurant, I noticed that sister Xuan deliberately slowed down. She pretended to approach the bald head casually, and handed over a small note to the bald head.

Both of them moved so quickly that I would not have noticed it if I hadn't been aware of it beforehand.

And besides that, I also found that the little finger of the bald man's left hand was missing a section.

This discovery immediately set alarm bells ringing in my head, bald head and severed fingers, it is obvious that we have been looking for information about this person recently.

Could it be that he is Gu Hai?What information did Sister Xuan pass on to him?Who is Sister Xuan?

A few questions quickly flashed through my mind. I remember that Sister Xuan said before that she was entrusted by others to get involved in this matter. Then can I judge that Sister Xuan was entrusted by Gu Hai? Employed to find out the truth of the year?

But why didn't Sister Xuan tell us, but secretly contacted Gu Hai, what secrets did she have that she couldn't tell us?

I held this question all the way, and I couldn't help looking at Sister Xuan with a little more suspicion, but Sister Xuan still followed us around in a casual manner.

Although the environment of the hotel here is not very good, but fortunately there is plenty of hot water, so that people can wash and sleep comfortably at night.This time we asked for four rooms, one for each person. At night, I would take out that weird stone to study, and Xiao Hai would often take the opportunity to run out and stand aside and look at me.

I know she wants the stone too.

I intuitively feel that this stone has unusual power, it can attract evil spirits like Xiaohai, and ordinary people like me, and I can clearly feel that my state of mind has undergone some complicated changes after getting this stone, This change made me observe more in normal times and pay more attention to everything around me.

Leaving aside whether this change is good or bad, I need the power of it before everything is resolved.

I suddenly remembered that in the Golden Ghost City, Chu Wentian once said that I had a bad mentality, and this can be fully reflected in the ghost slave.

I looked at Xiao Hai's beautiful face, and found that the hostility seemed to be stronger than before, and the pattern on his forehead was the same as that on my fingers, spreading to both sides.With her own strength enhanced by this stone, it's no wonder she's so self-assertive.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the ghost seal is still there, she can never go against my wishes.

We waited in this small town for two days, and the so-called matchmaker brought a local young man over. During this period, I kept an eye on Sister Xuan's movements, and found that she often sneaked out while we were not paying attention. Needless to say, she knew it. I went to contact that bald head.

The wire guide is an old man in his 40s. The uncle calls him Siliu. We can only call him Brother Liu. Siliu not only brought the equipment we need, but also brought a young man who led the way. He said that there is this young man here. You can safely enter the depths of the desert.

The young man spoke so-so Mandarin, but Hao Lai finally understood it. He told us that his name was Amu, and said that as long as there was enough money, he would take us in and bring us back safely.

The uncle smiled and patted him on the shoulder, telling him that we are poor and only have money left, and then showed him our car. Amu obviously knows the goods, and he saw that this is "the fastest SUV in history", so he felt relieved head.

But when the uncle took out the road map he had prepared long ago, Amu suddenly said nothing about going.

Amu saw the location on the road map clearly, and his expression became ugly. He glanced at us and asked, "What are you here for? If it's just for travel and adventure, why go to this kind of place? Even I have never been to the last few places on the picture. You have no idea how dangerous it will be. No matter how well prepared you are, you will die easily. Humans are invincible, even gods will die when they encounter black sandstorms .”

We looked at each other, not knowing what the black sandstorm he was talking about was like. If we talk about ordinary sandstorms, there are many in the Taklamakan area, and tornadoes are frequent, so I have never heard of black sandstorms.

The uncle thought that Amu felt that the money was short, so he smiled and said: "Don't worry, we know that the place we are going to is dangerous. In this way, I will give you half of the deposit first, and then I will give you three times the reward after the completion."

Probably because the conditions offered by the uncle were too attractive, Amu's expression changed a little, and he finally nodded in agreement.

He said: "Forget it, since I promised you, you can't go back on it. It just so happens that you are here during the golden season for crossing the Taklimakan. It should be easier than usual to go deep into the hinterland, but your car will no longer be usable. Even a Porsche Cayenne can't move in the desert, I'm going to hire some camels tomorrow, and you drive to this place."

Amu pointed to the map: "I'll wait for you here, just use your car to bring your equipment."

After sending off Amu, we began to move the equipment brought by Siliu into the carriage.

Many of the equipment that Si Liu brought were camping equipment, including tents, sleeping bags, cooking utensils, canned food, water, and dried noodles.

Siliu said: "Don't think that there are too many of these. You will walk very slowly in the desert. If you get lost, these things will be your savior. Don't underestimate them. If you really go in, you must save every drop of water."

We understand the seriousness of the relationship, and we all nodded yes.

In the evening, Uncle and Sister Xuan went to bed early after cleaning up. Dao Feng went to the backyard to do a final inspection of the car, and I stood watching him from a distance.

Dao Feng seemed to have the same concerns as me. He was very serious when checking, but he was absent-minded about the surrounding environment, so he never noticed me.

When he finished checking and turned around to go back to the room, he saw me standing at the door of the backyard, was startled, and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"You didn't sleep either." I replied casually, walked over to look him in the eyes and said, "Do you still have that amulet?"

Dao Feng was startled for a moment, raised his right hand and pulled up his sleeves, letting me see for myself.

It is still hanging at that place, and it is still the weird tie method, but there is an extra knot in the middle of the rope, which is the part that was once broken by the knife extension.

I caressed that piece of rope, hoping that it would also protect Daofeng this time.

I helped Daofeng put his sleeves together, smiled and said: "Hurry up and go to bed, I have to get up early tomorrow."

Dao Feng stared at me for a while, then nodded, turned and walked back to the hotel.

That night I was plagued by nightmares, dreaming of many people and strange scenes, but I didn't dream of Dao Feng.

The next morning, just after dawn, Dao Feng came over and woke me up. This time he woke me up in a very "gentle" way, just throwing the quilt away and opening the window.

I sat up dazedly in the howling cold wind, and put on my clothes mechanically.

By the time I was ready to walk out of the hotel, they were waiting for me in the car.

Sitting in the driver's seat, sister Xuan seemed to be in a good mood. She was always so energetic, like an unbeatable "Sailor Moon".

"Hurry up." Sister Xuan knocked on the steering wheel and shouted at me: "You will lose the chain at the critical moment, hurry up and get in the car."

I was shivering from the morning wind, and got into the back seat with my arms folded. That Siliu looked at me and laughed and said, "I haven't woken up yet."

I ignored him, Dao Feng thoughtfully helped me add a dress beside me, and then said to Sister Xuan: "Let's go."

Under Siliu's command, Sister Xuan drove the car all the way into the semi-desert Kerya Riverbed.

These long-dried river beds used to be places with sufficient water flow. On both sides of the river bed, you can see low Populus euphratica and reeds, and there are some unknown plants in the middle of the river bed.Our car ran quite happily here, but it was intermittently blocked by hard objects protruding from the bottom of the river.

Sister Xuan had trouble driving a few times, and she was tripped by a small object, and the rear wheel of the car was tilted up. In desperation, she had to reverse the car cursing and go around.

Siliu smiled and told us that this was because official ships used to go here, but later the river changed its course and the water level dropped. Many boats ran aground here, and finally the boats were destroyed. It is only now gradually revealed.

He also said that many famous relics and historic sites were blown out by wind and sand, and those archaeologists were able to discover them, half of which was due to the desert wind.

We were chatting and walking towards the designated place. When it was almost noon, the sky suddenly darkened. Si Liu glanced at the map and cursed secretly: "We will be there soon, and there will be a sandstorm. The solution is, we can only keep going, if we stop the car, there is no need for it, even though the sandstorm is not a big threat, but it will bury the car in a short time, and it is hard to say if the four wheels get stuck in it."

We had no choice but to drive forward for a while, and suddenly found a Populus euphratica forest in front of us, Siliu happily pointed at the forest and shouted: "Go there, drive the car there, hide there for a while, and wait for the sandstorm to pass."

The sandstorm in the desert is not at the same level as the one in Beijing. It is the real madness of sand, it seems that even the sky can be covered, and the surroundings suddenly become dark. The sound of sand hitting the car window is like someone throwing stones outside. Knock, the sound is scary.

Under the command of Siliu, we hurriedly fled into the Populus euphratica forest, and parked the car in a place that was relatively easy to block the wind. We sat in the car, quietly looked outside, and silently waited for Kuangsha to cross the border.