How to Raid the Flower of Low Ridge

Looking in the direction Zhong Xiulin pointed, Shen Yun found that there was a crack hastily filled with soil between the temple and the ancient tree. Moist roots.The new mud and the old soil are different in color. In fact, it is not difficult to distinguish, but the new weeds are attached to the soil clods, so I didn't notice it just now.

Cui Xingyan made a gesture, shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like a crack that people can make, and it looks like it has been there for a while."

"I'll ask."

Shen Yun walked aside, grabbed a craftsman casually, asked him for a while, and then waved to them: "That's the question."

Cui Xingyan said: "How to say?"

"Dilong turned over in this place a year ago. It happened to be the day of the society meeting. It knocked down two temple walls and killed more than a dozen people."

Zhong Xiulin immediately jumped up: "Deadly?!"

"What are you panicking, I haven't finished." Shen Yun was speechless, "The death of people in the community is a major event, and they also feel very ominous, so they immediately invited people from Ganyan to exorcise the evil spirits and reassure the soul."

"Why dry inflammation?" Zhong Xiulin felt sick when he heard these two words.

"Because Xingling is under the jurisdiction of Ganyan." Shen Yun said, "The artisan said that Ganyan is quite serious about it, and even the headmaster came to help the soul in person. After three days of tossing around in the formation, he said he was fine and left. gone."

Zhong Xiulin couldn't believe it: "Headmaster Gan Yan also came here?"

"That's right, we can feel that there is plenty of spiritual power here, Gan Yan must be more aware than we know." Cui Xingyan sneered, "But I'm surprised, with Gan Yan's style, such a treasured land of geomantic omen should have been occupied by them long ago It has become a training ground, but I didn’t expect it to be reserved as a clay figurine temple for people to worship.”

Shen Yun raised his eyebrows: "If you want to know why, you can ask Chai Zihan when you go back."

Of course Cui Xingyan would not ask, and just laughed it off.

Lu Miyuan asked: "What about after that?"

"It's nothing after that, and there's no strange news about ghosts and ghosts in this place." Shen Yun paused, "But he said that after turning over from Dilong, the apricot trees that bloom all year round in Xingling Mausoleum all withered."

Lu Miyuan raised his head and looked at the jagged branches above his head: "What about this ancient tree, did it also wither at that time?"

Shen Yun shook his head: "No, he said that the tree didn't grow new leaves a few years ago, it should be because its lifespan is coming to an end."

Cui Xingyan looked at Shen Yun: "Do you have any ideas?"

"What ideas can I have?" Shen Yun asked back, "I also feel that something is wrong with you, but there is indeed no strange news in Xingling this year, and I can't make it up even if you let me make it up."

Cui Xingyan muttered: "Maybe there will be a strange news tomorrow, it's written like this in the books."

"Can you say something auspicious?" Shen Yun glared at him.

A vision is a sign of a change. This is the first sentence of the first volume of Tracing the Origin of Ghost Qi, and it is also a must-test point for every big exam.Just like choosing the shortest for three long and one short multiple-choice questions, and choosing C for unevenness, the students of Tianxian Court have already developed this habit, and feel that something big will happen when they encounter various visions.

A few people discussed a few words, and felt uneasy, so they asked other craftsmen, and the answer they got was that Xingling City was peaceful and peaceful, and it was striving to create a safe town within the jurisdiction of Qianyan. The only regrettable thing was the nearby The apricot blossoms all over the mountain have withered for a year and are bare, not very beautiful, but they are beautiful and can’t be eaten, so this is not a problem in the eyes of the common people. If you talk about the biggest phenomenon, it may only be a butcher in the city. The family's sows gave birth to twenty piglets in one litter.

"Twenty! My dear, this litter is worth a lot of money!" the craftsman sighed, wishing he could be that sow.

"Hmm." Everyone was in a cold sweat.

"The little fairy masters are all guests from afar, right?" The craftsman was an enthusiastic man, and after he finished speaking, he solicited, "You must come and have a look at our club tomorrow. This year it is even more lively than in previous years. Baixi, with street parades, must be more fun than your fairy mountains!"

"That's great, I like watching Baixi the most," Shen Yun blinked, and looked forward to it, "I will definitely come tomorrow!"

The small town was almost finished, and the soul hurt by "The Legend of Blaze Opening the Sky" was almost repaired, so the four of them discussed finding a place to rest, and when they walked halfway, Shen Yun suddenly clapped his hands: "Master Bian's mask is still on." buy it!"

"You still remember this?!" Cui Xingyan was shocked.

"Of course, I will never forget the fact that I went to the countryside to join in the fun." Shen Yun became proud, "Anyway, I can't walk a few more steps. It's better than just buying a mask tomorrow, right?"

"All right, all right," Cui Xingyan surrendered, "You are Jian Fan, captain, you lead the way."

Pedestrians gradually thinned out in the lower city at dusk, and the smell of food wafted from the courtyard walls of each house. The four of them rushed towards the mask stall, and when they turned a corner, Shen Yun stopped for a moment: "Huh?"

Two men and a woman in cloaks came from directly opposite him. The reason why Shen Yun noticed them was that the three of them were wearing ghost masks—and the three masks were different from the rigid ones on other booths. It's funny, obviously it's all written by that master Bian.

The features of the ghost face are distorted and ferocious but lifelike, even the bloodstains on the side of the cheeks are depicted in detail, and there are even two sharp horns protruding from the forehead. If you see these three faces haunting in the middle of the night, you will probably be scared to death. Life.

The three of them also noticed Shen Yun and his party. They were stunned for a moment, then retracted their necks and pulled up their cloaks, and walked past the four of them at a faster pace.

"Weird." Zhong Xiulin commented.

"I thought only children would be so impatient, they put on their masks and ran around," Cui Xingyan followed the probe and glanced at the backs of the three people, "I didn't expect there to be a guy who is more playful than you... What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Shen Yun withdrew his gaze.

There will be more people wearing ghost masks tomorrow, so this shouldn't be considered a vision.Shen Yun pondered.

When they finally came to the mask booth, they found that the other party was already cleaning up the booth.Before, I couldn't see the deity through layers of crowds, but now I saw that Master Bian was a thin middle-aged man. He had made a mask for about a day. The man's face was quite tired. He saw Shen Yun and others. The queen was first startled by her appearance, then waved her hand, "I'm sorry, customer, it's sold out."

Shen Yun still smiled and took a step forward, "When I passed by your stall before, I really liked those masks. My fellow practitioner Shu Yu also said that you are the best mask maker in the city. I know that the master has worked hard, and I don't want you to Labor, can you sell some of us in the annual inventory?"

"..." The man hesitated, "Since you are a friend of the Shu family's little fairy...then follow me."

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Shen Yun: There are so many strange things that I almost get used to them.

Cui Xingyan: If you die sooner or later, you will die sooner or later. Let’s just wait for something big to happen tomorrow.