After inheriting the Taoist temple in the haunted house, the ancestors appeared

Tang Gui heard his concerns, thought for a while, and suggested: "It's really not safe to go up the mountain at night with too many people. At present, I'm just guessing. If Grandpa Guanzhu is convenient, can you recommend a Taoist priest who is good at Fengshui and me?" Let's go up the mountain and have a look."

The old temple master shook his head again: "No."

He was even reluctant to let his disciple go up the mountain, so how could he let Tang Gui, an outsider, take risks.

"I'll think about it again. Don't act rashly. Your own safety is the most important thing, you know?"

The crowd answered in unison.

The old temple master waved his hands and said, "Let's all go down first."

The Taoist priests got up and walked out, the old temple master said again: "Qingming, you stay."

A few minutes later, there were only two people left in the room.

"What happened to you just now?" The old temple master asked aloud, "Why are you embarrassing a child so well?"

Daoist Qingming's face was ugly, and he snorted coldly: "It was he who disrespected first."

"Why are you disrespectful?"

Daoist Qingming embellished the conversation he had with Tang Gui a few days ago to the old temple master, and said angrily: "Master, listen, a person who has no teacher, not even a Taoist priest, dares to say that he will lead other Taoist priests." It would be too arrogant to kill Chu Cheng!"

"Which one of the brothers and sisters in the Taoist temples in Wucheng is not advanced in Taoism, and he needs to be led?"

"There is also the Yin Qi that cannot be dispelled all over his body. It seems that he has been dealing with ghosts for a long time. I doubt whether his boastful and profound Taoism is practiced in a crooked way."

The old temple master frowned, and reprimanded: "Qingming, I told you before, don't generalize people, no one has ever dared to say that someone with a teacher must be better than someone without a teacher, I don't know what kind of temperament Tang Gui is. , but I know your temperament very well."

"People in our Taoist temple respect you as senior uncle and senior brother. There is nothing wrong with being humble and respectful in front of you, but in front of outsiders, you still have to put down your airs."

"Tang Gui was invited by Xiaocheng to help. No matter how good he is, it's not up to us to tell us what to do. Besides, I have heard a little about Chu Cheng. Tang Gui has contributed a lot to it. He is indeed a real talent. Let’s talk about the yin energy on his body.”

"Do you know who his patriarch is?"

Qingming raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for the words of the old temple master.

"Chu Yang."

"Chu Cheng's own son is also the most powerful ghost refined by him back then. You must have heard that he killed hundreds of ghosts by himself at the back door of the school that night. Even Chu Cheng The four hundred-year-old ghosts under him also died at his hands, it can be said that if it wasn't for him, the entire Taoist people might not necessarily be Chu Cheng's opponent."

"I heard from Xiaocheng before that the patriarch Chu Yang saved them several times in distress, and he often went to their dormitory. You also know that the little ghosts are addicted to killing, and they always do things according to their own preferences. Tang Gui can let them Isn't it a great skill for Chu Yang to live in peace with others?"

"Age is not the only criterion for judging people. He is still young now, but look at what he said and what he did just now."

"Even if it's you, can you tell me how brave you are to go up the mountain alone at night?"

Daoist Qingming bowed his head and remained silent.

"Think about it again and go back."

"Yes, Master."

Daoist Qingming got up and exited the room.

Outside the Taoist temple, Tang Gui and Xu Cheng went down the mountain together.

On the way, Xu Cheng couldn't help asking: "Is Tang Xiaogui really like what you said?"

Tang Gui: "What?"

Xu Cheng: "Qi Jishan is in two worlds during the day and at night."

Tang Gui: "I don't know."

Xu Cheng: "Then you just said..."

Tang Gui" "It's just a guess, we'll have to watch it tonight for details. "

Xu Cheng was shocked: "You...are you really going to Mount Qiji tonight?"

Tang Gui: "Well, I want to go up and have a look."

Xu Cheng: "No, no, my grandfather said that the mountains are dangerous at night."

Tang Gui turned his head to look at him: "You don't want uncle?"

"Of course!" Xu Cheng looked embarrassed.After thinking for a while, he said, "Or else I'll go with you at night."

"No, it's too cumbersome for you to follow."

Xu Cheng: "..."

It is necessary to be so disgusted!

"But you go up the mountain by yourself, I'm worried..."

Tang Gui interrupted him: "Chu Yang is here, it's all right."

As the sky darkened, the police who searched the mountain on Qiji Mountain withdrew.

Now several people have been missing for more than a week. They searched the mountain during the day and used helicopters to detect them at night, looking for them in turn, but they didn't see half of them.

In fact, everyone felt that they might have died, but the Taoist priests in the Qingxi Temple did not give up, and insisted that divination to these people was a living divination, and they wanted people to continue the search.

Tang Gui asked Xu Cheng to send him to the foot of the mountain, but Xu Cheng still did not give up and said, "Tang Xiaogui, just let me go up with you, I don't worry about you."

"You follow, I don't worry."

With that said, he picked up his backpack and got out of the car, and told Xu Cheng, "Don't go up the mountain, do you understand?"

Xu Cheng nodded reluctantly: "Got it."

"Just wait for me at the foot of the mountain. If you're afraid of staying in the car, go to the city first. I'll call you when I go down the mountain."

Xu Cheng straightened his back, not to be outdone, and said, "I'm a Taoist priest, how can I be afraid of ghosts!"

Tang Gui ignored his bravado, pasted two ghost-repelling charms on the car window, and turned to go up the mountain.

Qiji Mountain at night is indeed more sinister and dark, surrounded by thick black mist, and the strong flashlight can only see the distance of a few meters below the feet, and the light outside is swallowed by the darkness.

Tang Gui looked up at the sky, obviously at the foot of the mountain just now, he could still see half of the bright moon and the sky full of stars, but now the top of his head was covered with fog, and the moonlight could not be seen at all.

"It seems that there is indeed a problem on this mountain."

Chu Yang appeared from the jade tablet, took the backpack on his shoulder casually, and said, "Let's go, go up and have a look."

Tang Gui glanced up and looked at Chu Yang: "Why don't you carry me up."

Chu Yang heard the coquettish meaning in his tone, and ticked the corner of his mouth: "Yes."

Tang Gui put the backpack on his back, climbed onto Chu Yang's back deftly, and once again felt the thrill of the ghost's teleportation.

The darkness around him didn't affect Chu Yang in the slightest, and he quickly moved up the mountain as if he was walking on a flat road.

The original journey of more than an hour, Chu Yang arrived in less than 10 minutes with him on his back.

Tang Gui got down from his back and took a flashlight to illuminate the surroundings. This is the halfway up the mountain, where Boss Zhang's ancestral grave is located. The light here is better than that at the bottom of the mountain. The tombstone can barely be seen by the flashlight.

It was very quiet here, except for the sound of Tang Gui trampling on things as he walked.

Tang Gui, who was always bold, actually felt a little timid at this moment, and took the initiative to hold Chu Yang's hand, and was held in the palm by the cool big hand, feeling a little more at ease.

"Chu Yang, do you feel anything unusual?"

Chu Yang shook his head, pointed in a direction, and said, "Let's go over there and have a look."

On Qiji Mountain, there was a faint light in a certain cave.

Six people sat around the fire, silent.

They didn't know how long they had been trapped there. The sky outside the cave was pitch black, as if it was an endless night.

Daoist Qinglin sat cross-legged on the ground, his Taoist robe was covered with mud and blood, but at this moment he had no time to take care of it, he kept counting his fingers, trying to figure out the direction, trying to lead a few people down the mountain.

Opposite him was a man of medium build and slightly plump. At this moment, he seemed extremely calm, not because he was not afraid, but because he had compromised desperately.

When he was first trapped in, he also cried and yelled, trying to escape here in a rampage, but this mountain was like a cage from which he could not escape. No matter how they walked, there was no end in sight. Waiting for someone to come to rescue, it is better to say waiting for death.

They have no food, and they have been relying on the snow water outside to quench their thirst during this period of time. Everyone is so hungry that they reduce exercise as much as possible to maintain their body functions.

With the crackling sound from the fire, and a grunting sound, the young girl next to Boss Zhang finally couldn't hold it anymore, and buried her head in her knees again and sobbed softly.

She was the only girl among the six, and she was also Boss Zhang's personal secretary. Besides her, there was a tall boy who was Boss Zhang's bodyguard and part-time driver.

Two young Taoist priests sat on either side of the master, staring at the tall man vigilantly.

During this period, the man had already attacked Taoist Qinglin several times, calling him a magic stick, and said that if he hadn't proposed to check on Qiji Mountain, they wouldn't have been trapped here and couldn't escape.

Daoist Qinglin has no way to defend himself, but he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and men do not have the upper hand when fighting him.

Finally, after he finished his calculations, he opened his eyes, looked at the girl who was crying softly, and then at Boss Zhang who was facing him with a frozen expression, and asked them in a hoarse voice: "I want to try again, do you want to come with me? "

Boss Zhang rolled his dull eyes and asked, "Can I succeed this time?"

Daoist Qinglin shook his head: "I don't know."

They have tried no less than ten times, and they are all familiar with the way up and down the mountain, but they just can't get out of this mountain.

Now no one can guarantee that they will be able to go out, but the temperature in the middle of the night on the mountain is too low, and they have no food to satisfy their hunger. If they continue to stay like this, they will die of starvation or freezing to death.

Instead of sitting here waiting to die, it is better to go out and find a way out.

Boss Zhang gritted his teeth and stood up: "Okay, I'll go with you."

The strong man said angrily: "What's the point of you taking us on a repetitive road over and over again? It's just wasting energy. If you have this energy, it's better to think about how to ask for help."

The girl echoed in a hoarse voice: "Yes, let's think about how to ask for help, I really can't walk."

Daoist Qinglin stood up and said in a cold tone, "It's up to you."

As he spoke, he took out a thick burning stick from the fire and walked out of the cave first. The two apprentices followed him and walked out with a stick each. Boss Zhang did the same, wrapped his down jacket tightly, and hurriedly held a torch. Followed out.

Seeing this, the girl hurriedly looked at the strong man, ignoring his ugly face, and asked, "Brother Liu, shall we follow?"

The strong man asked angrily, "Do you still have the strength?"

The girl shook her head.

"Then stay here honestly, and I will find a way to take you out."

The girl asked, "What can I do?"

The strong man said impatiently, "I'm thinking about it."

Outside the cave, Daoist Qinglin led the way in front, followed by two apprentices and Boss Zhang. After walking a certain distance, one of the apprentices reminded: "Master, the two of them didn't follow."

Daoist Qinglin held up the torch and glanced behind him, then sighed: "Forget it, since they won't follow, let them go."

He can't guarantee that he will be able to get out of here now, and the man doesn't have the slightest trust in him, so we should survive on our own.

The author has something to say: Good night everyone~