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

Daoist Qinglin stepped forward quickly: "Where is it?"

Yiling pulled him closer and shone a light on him with a torch: "Here!"

Several people approached, and sure enough, they smelled a faint smell of blood. The head was covered with long golden hair. Boss Zhang recognized it at a glance, and exclaimed: "It's Xiao Wang!"

Tang Gui wondered: "Who?"

Boss Zhang: "Just...just my secretary."

Yiling also explained: "She is the only girl among us."

Tang Gui snorted, squatted down, and took a photo with the flashlight, and vaguely saw the blood-stained fracture on the neck, which felt like it was severed by a sharp weapon.

He took photos of other places, but it was too dark to see clearly, and he could only vaguely see a few bloodstains on the ground.

He had some guesses in his heart, and said to the others: "Let's go."

Daoist Qinglin was astonished, and asked: "The girl's death is unknown, should we just leave it alone?"

Tang Gui said: "There is no blood on the ground, the body is gone except for the head, what should I do?"

After being reminded by Tang Gui, Daoist Qinglin came to his senses: "You mean..."

"Let's go, let's send you out first."

As Tang Gui said, he tapped the boss's hand with a stick, motioning him to grab it and follow along.

How did a few people enter the cave, and how did they get out.

Before entering, Tang Gui placed a gossip mirror at the exit. The mirror faces the moon and emits a faint light. You can see it as long as you get close.

Chu Yang is a fierce ghost, and he is very sensitive to things such as mahogany swords and gossip mirrors to exorcise evil spirits. In less than an hour, he took several people out.

It was still dark outside, but it wasn't so dark that you couldn't see your fingers. A few fires illuminated the surroundings, and several people could see each other's faces clearly.

Boss Zhang was so emotional that he didn't care about the coldness of the ground, so he just sat down on his buttocks, covered his face and burst into tears.

Even Yiling and Yiheng choked up and said, "We finally came out."

The darkness inside is too depressing, like falling into a swamp, swallowing (mo) people's will little by little, making people gradually lose hope of living.

Daoist Qinglin was the most forbearing and calm among the four, but the hand holding the torch couldn't help trembling at this moment.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the torches trembled. He stared at the young and handsome faces of Tang Gui and Chu Yang, and couldn't believe that it was such young people who rescued them.

In an instant, he sensed something was wrong with the tall man.

His eyes turned out to be red, and his whole body was full of gloomy and cold hostility. Most importantly, he had no shadow.

As a Taoist priest, he became vigilant instinctively, and he couldn't help touching the mahogany sword at his waist with his right hand.

Chu Yang saw his little tricks in his eyes, and frowned displeasedly: "Why, plan to repay kindness and revenge?"

Hearing this, Tang Gui followed his gaze and explained aloud: "Don't be afraid, Daoist Qinglin, Chu Yang is a fierce ghost but he doesn't hurt anyone. Xu Cheng asked us to help."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Daoist Qinglin to react, he pointed to the gossip mirror and asked, "There is a copper coin sword, is it yours?"

Daoist Qinglin followed the trend and saw that there was indeed a copper coin sword beside the gossip mirror. When he saw the red cloth on the hilt, he suddenly widened his eyes and walked two steps forward quickly: "This is my father's sword!"

Daoist Qinglin's father, that is the old temple master, did he go up the mountain, and also entered there?

Seeing that Master was about to go in again, Yiheng hurriedly stopped him: "Master, don't be impulsive."

It was really scary inside, and no one wanted to go in there a second time.

Daoist Qinglin wanted to break free: "Your master may be inside, I have to go in and have a look."

Yiheng stubbornly stopped him: "Master, it's useless for you to go in, it's pitch black inside, you can't see anything, not to mention whether you can find the master, even if you do, can you bring him out safely? "

Yiling also stepped forward to stop him: "Yes, Master, don't worry yet."

Boss Zhang: "Daoist Qinglin, calm down, we've been inside for so long, we're already exhausted from hunger, even if we want to save your father, we still need to eat something, rest for a night, recover our physical strength, and then find a way to go in Save people, you go in so unprepared, you can't solve the problem at all!"

Daoist Qinglin couldn't be rational at all. He had stayed in it before, knew how terrifying it was, and knew how helpless it felt to be entangled by that unknown thing, unable to speak, and deprived of oxygen a little bit.

He couldn't imagine how a sixty-seventy-year-old man should call for help and survive alone in it.

Boss Zhang glanced at the two people standing beside him who had been silent all this time, and shouted, "Master Tang, please help us persuade Daoist Qinglin."

Before Tang Gui could make a sound, Chu Yang said angrily, "Why are you persuading him? Since he wants to go in and die, why should you stop him?"

As he spoke, he pulled Tang Gui into his arms, and complained: "Look, this is the person you tried your best to save. After all, he is a person who has lived for decades. He has no reason at all when encountering things. You I always thought I was not stable, now I see someone who is more immature than me."

Tang Gui glanced at him, but didn't answer.

If the person inside was really him, he probably wouldn't be in the mood to make sarcastic remarks here.

"Okay, stop making trouble." Tang Gui opened the backpack and took out several bags of instant dry noodles, bread and mineral water from it. "You guys have something to eat here and have a good rest. Chu Yang and I went in to find someone. If it's not dawn, you should go down the mountain first. Xu Cheng is waiting at the foot of the mountain."

Boss Zhang agreed with Yiheng and Yiling repeatedly: "Master Tang, be careful."

Tang Gui hummed, pushed Taoist Qinglin away, put on his bag, picked up the flashlight, and led Chu Yang back in again.

Daoist Qinglin watched the two enter again, and deliberately stopped them, but he didn't say anything.

Compared to him, it is obviously better for Tang Gui and the other two to go in, at least they can lead them to find the exit.

Seeing his worried face, Boss Zhang couldn't help pulling him to an open space to sit down, gave him part of the food, and said in relief: "Daoist Qinglin, don't worry, Master Tang is very capable. , since they can bring us out, they can naturally bring others out as well."

"Besides, it's just a sword inserted here, which doesn't mean your father is inside. What if he sees a gossip mirror here, so he just inserted a sword."

Daoist Qinglin shook his head: "It wasn't done casually."

This is the first copper coin sword he made by himself when he was an adult. The red cloth on it was tied by himself. After giving it to his father, he was very happy and treasured it. Master was very angry.

Although it has been decades, he can still recognize it at a glance.

While stuffing bread into his mouth, Boss Zhang continued to persuade: "Whether it is inserted casually or not, you have to calm down, eat something first, recover your strength, and then talk about saving lives."

The aroma of the bread made his nose growl, and Daoist Qinglin's stomach growled. He swallowed, looked in the direction of the gossip mirror, and took it from Zhang Pingxin.

After the four of them had enough food and drink, and their strength recovered a little, Daoist Qinglin stood up again and looked at the surrounding environment.

This is a small slope behind the cemetery of Boss Zhang's family ancestors. The two hundred-year-old willow trees are very strong, and the distance between them is no more than four or five meters. When they passed by, they strayed into it by mistake.

Daoist Qinglin was the first to realize that something was wrong. He originally wanted to turn around and retreat, but unexpectedly, he lost his way in the dark environment after walking only two or three steps away.

Boss Zhang, Yiheng, Yiling, the female secretary, and the driver followed closely behind, followed by an unbearable experience.

Yiheng and Yiling saw that Master was approaching the gossip mirror again, and immediately went up to stop him.

Daoist Qinglin was not angry either, he took Yiheng's hand and said, "Pull me back when you find out that something is wrong."

As he said that, he walked towards the outer end of the willow tree on the left, one step, two steps, and the surrounding environment was still there, unchanged.

He dragged Yiheng to the willow tree on the right again, but there was still no change.

That is to say, the only way to enter that kind of place is to pass between two century-old willow trees.

It was winter at this time, and the two willow trees had no leaves, and the bare willow branches swayed in the wind, adding a bit of weird atmosphere to the night.

Willow is a yin tree, so it is easy to attract ghosts.

But here is an undeveloped mountain, not to mention night, even during the day, few people come here, so no one cares about it.

Yiheng saw that he kept looking up at the two willow trees, and asked, "Master, do you see where the problem is?"

Daoist Qinglin shook his head.

This is also the first time he has encountered this situation, so how could he easily see it.

But this thing is too scary, you must tell Master and the others after you go back, and find a way to seal or destroy it, so as not to let anyone break in by mistake and die because of it.

As time passed, even if Taoist Qinglin recited the meditation mantra silently, it was useless, and the anxious look on his face could not be concealed.

Their mobile phones have long been dead, and they cannot check the time.

As soon as Yiling and Boss Zhang's nerves relaxed, sleepiness surged, and they leaned against each other and fell asleep.

Yiheng was afraid that Master would go in again impulsively, so he stayed by his side all the time.

Inside, Tang Gui had already found the old temple master, and they were squatting down to inspect the two corpses on the ground.

One of them was a tall and strong male corpse, his eyes were turned up, his tongue was sticking out, and his breath had been strangled.

However, he was not strangled to death by the kid inside, but by a headless female corpse.

On top of him was a headless corpse, and it was undoubtedly a girl.

At this time, one of her thighs was missing, and her hands were stained with blood. The exquisite manicures she made during her lifetime pierced the man's neck, especially her two thumbs, and half of her fingers were stuck in the man's throat.

This man was obviously killed by a ghost.

When Chu Yang brought Tang Gui over, the old temple master was being entangled by two fierce ghosts, and his movements were restricted in the dark. Fortunately, Chu Yang made a timely move and rescued him.

After the two little ghosts were exterminated, they found these two corpses in strange poses.

Tang Gui couldn't stand the strong smell of blood, stood up frowning, reached out to support the old temple master, and said, "Let's go."

The old temple master sighed, silently said a word of mercy, and followed Tang Gui.

When Chu Yang took the two of them out, it was already bright outside.

As the sun rose, the light from the gossip mirror was extremely bright, even breaking through a distance of more than ten meters.

The four people outside were still there, and when they saw them coming out, they immediately stood up excitedly.

Daoist Qinglin saw the little old man supported by Tang Gui, his eyes lit up, and he walked up a few steps quickly: "Dad!"

When the old temple master saw him, his eyes were also red, he held his hand back and said, "It's fine."

Daoist Qinglin looked at Tang Gui next to him, and said gratefully, "Master Tang, thank you so much, Blessed Ones!"

"..."

It is not too embarrassing for a prison temple of Qingxi Temple to call him a master in front of the old temple master.

Tang Gui clenched his fists to his lips, coughed lightly, and stabilized his face, saying: "Let's go down the mountain first."

They need to rest and recuperate, and this place needs to be taken care of.