Scholar has special ghost skills

After leaving Liyuan Town, he walked up the mountain along a winding path.The trees here are mixed and the greenery is lush. He Yunqing took a deep breath of the fresh air in the forest and felt the cool breeze blowing on his face.

But when entering a bamboo forest, the dazzling white sunlight falls through the gaps, making the bamboo leaves too green.Moreover, there was no sound of birds and insects in the surrounding area, and it became surprisingly quiet, and even the wind became cold, as if it was blown out of a damp cave.

After all, He Yunqing was a scholar, and he was a little tired after walking for a while, so he found a clean and flat stone to sit down and rest.

Just as he took out a few sips of water, he caught a glimpse of a white shadow among the bamboos not far away.

He was so startled that the water in his mouth spewed out, he put down the water bag in a panic, wiped the water on his chin with his sleeve, rubbed his eyes and took a closer look, but there was nothing there.

Although I don't want to believe that there are gods, ghosts and ghosts in the world, after all, I am alone now. If I encounter robbers or something, I still feel a little scared in my heart.He didn't dare to think about it and didn't dare to stop here, he hurriedly carried the bookcase on his back and continued on his way.

After walking for a long time and going around in circles, He Yunqing finally felt that something was not quite right, obviously he had been walking along the small path ahead, but after coming down several times, he returned to the entrance of the bamboo forest.

"Is there really a ghost?" He Yunqing looked at the stone he had just sat on, and then looked up and looked around.

At this time, a gust of cool wind made the bamboo leaves rustle, and I couldn't help swallowing with some palpitations.But he patted his cheek immediately, and said to himself proudly and proudly, "He Yunqing, He Yunqing, you are a scholar who has read a lot, how can you compete with those ignorant little people in the market? Just as superstitious."

But now he couldn't find a way to find the way out. Just when he was at a loss, a burst of melodious piano sound mixed with light humming sound floated out from the depths of the bamboo forest.

It was indistinct at first, but then became clearer and clearer. He Yunqing pricked up his ears and listened, feeling strange that the sound and tune of the piano had never been heard before, but somehow felt familiar.

It's just that except for the sound of the piano, there is no sound of wind in the deep bamboo forest.As he listened, his clear eyes gradually became dazed, and he raised his feet like unconsciously, and walked towards the source of the sound.

"Dang!" Suddenly, the sound of metal colliding came from somewhere, shaking He Yunqing, and he came back from his trance.

Immediately, I realized that I was no longer in the bamboo forest, but in the vast miscanthus grass.The setting sun in the sky was like blood, and the dim yellow light was dazzling and weird. Monk Zhang Er was puzzled at the moment, and muttered to himself, "What's going on here?"

At this time, the sound of fighting was very close, so I pushed aside the miscanthus that was taller than a person, and the shadow of sword, light and sword reflected by the rays of the sun flashed into my eyes.

He Yunqing raised his wide sleeves to block the glare of the light, and immediately heard a cold male voice say impatiently, "I have no intention of being number one in the world, so don't pester me any longer!"

Then I heard a manic and rough male voice replying, "Hmph, you don't care about me! I don't believe it, your sword, Yan Junyi, is faster than mine!"

"Jiujie, as a monk, you are too hostile and too competitive!"

"Stop talking nonsense, since ancient times, Taoism and Buddhism have been incompatible, look at the sword!" They hit each other, and then they performed lightness kung fu and jumped to the sides of He Yunqing to fight.

He Yunqing is no more than a scholar. When encountering such grievances and grievances, he just wants to turn around and run away, but he is no faster than their swords.

In an instant, a handsome Taoist priest in gray and white Taoist robes and a stern-faced monk with a string of Buddhist beads hanging from his neck stood in front of him and behind him and attacked him. Body side wear. Insert and pass.

He Yunqing, who was in a dilemma all of a sudden, was so frightened that he closed his eyes on the spot, stood on tiptoes and shrank his body, almost wishing he could become a hemp rope.But the Taoist priest and the monk were still fighting each other without seeing them, and the strong aura of the sword passed through him from left to right, up and down, and cut his robe.

He Yunqing was so frightened that he was going to die, for fear that one of them would be unsteady, and the sword Wuyan would pierce a few holes in his body.

But I endured it for a long time, seeing that they had no intention of stopping at all, I finally couldn't help but raised my head and shouted, "You two heroes, please stop fighting, my good clothes are going to be torn!"

When he yelled, the two people's true energy was disturbed, and they had to stop, but they still faced each other with swords and wrinkled eyebrows.

"Hey, everyone, don't use swords or swords. If you have anything to do, sit down and talk about it." He Yun raised his finger lightly, carefully twisted the sword in front of him and pushed it away.

It's just that neither of these two people wanted to move away, so they couldn't help turning their bitter faces to look sideways at the monk, and persuaded him earnestly, "You say you are the same, a monk, shouldn't a monk be compassionate? How can he move?" Come on with a knife, how dangerous it is, wouldn’t it be a sin if it hurt all living beings, good boy, let’s not point such dangerous weapons at people, okay?!”

After He Yun talked a lot, seeing the great monk's cold brows and refusing to answer, he turned his head in embarrassment and continued with the handsome Taoist priest, "You Taoist priest is too disrespectful. The monk is older than you, so don’t give in to him. To be a human being, you must have love, respect the old and love the young, and the world will be more beautiful.”

"When won't you come here, you rambling scholar, why come at this time!" The great monk listened to his nonsense, snorted coldly, and then turned to Yan Junyi, "Yan Junyi , what if you and I are tied?"

Yan Junyi said indifferently, "Forget you won, there is no need to fight again."

"What do you mean I won?!" Jiu Jie stared at the big copper bell, and shouted unhappily, "Yan Junyi, don't be too conceited and bully, I don't need you to let Jiu Jie win or lose, and you don't even think that you can really win." Beat me!"

Seeing that the great monk wanted to fight again, He Yunqing hurriedly tried to persuade him not to fight, "Great monk, you see that he obviously doesn't want to fight with you, why are you still pestering him?"

"Huh?" Jiu Jie's huge chest muscles trembled suddenly, and he stared at him fiercely.

He Yunqing was so frightened that he immediately swallowed his words, and his body became half shorter.For a moment, Jiujie felt that it was boring to scare a frail scholar, so he put away his big knife and put it on his shoulder, turned around and left, "Forget it, Yan Junyi, let's try again next time."

As soon as the great monk left, the handsome Taoist took up a sword flower, put the sword into the sheath, and looked at He Yunqing coldly with his long and narrow eyes.

He Yunqing was suddenly frightened, hesitatingly said, "What...why?"

"Hey, that's right." The great monk stopped not far away and turned his head, touching his bald head and shouting compassionately, "This is not a place where you, a weak scholar with no defense or strength, can come. If you want to Survive, hurry back to the town before it gets dark."

He Yunqing thought of the bamboo forest just now and shuddered for a while, but he still poked his neck and retorted, "Haha, great monk, don't scare me. Although you say you are a monk, you want to scare me with ghosts and the like. I congratulate someone I'm not afraid."

Hearing his disbelief, the great monk stopped talking and sneered, "Then you have to hug the thigh of the Taoist next to you tightly, so maybe you can still survive."

After saying that, he left without looking back, He Yunqing sneaked a glance at the people beside him because of his words.

The handsome Taoist glanced at him coldly, and said in a calm voice, "This is a filthy place, you scholar, please leave quickly."

"Yes...is that so?" He Yunqing was fascinated when he saw his side face, and realized that the other party was a man, so he turned around and raised his hands to cover his blushing embarrassment, looking into the distance and asked wonderingly, "But this wind Why hasn't the town arrived yet, I've been walking all afternoon."

"Not far, just ahead."

"Oh, that's right, thank you, Daoist." He Yunqing knew that Feng Ting Town was just ahead, so he felt relieved.But when he turned around, he couldn't help expressing his doubts just now, "By the way, the Taoist priest, it's strange. I was clearly still in a bamboo forest just now, and there was still some time before evening. Kung Fu came here, and now the sun is setting, what is going on?"

Listening to his statement of the situation just now, Yan Junyi frowned.But after looking at the opponent's whole body, there was no abnormality, so he resumed his calm demeanor and said, "It's nothing, you just encountered a ghost's tricks."

"Uh, hey, Daoist, don't scare me anymore, I never believe in ghosts in this world." He Yun squeezed a smile lightly, a hint of stupidity appeared on his Qingjun face, but his heart was also unknowingly Kind of scary.

"Then don't be eaten by ghosts." Yan Junyi snorted coldly, and didn't bother to explain to him, so he walked forward.

"Alas." Just as He Yunqing took a step and stretched out his hand to stop him, the Taoist priest was already ten feet away.

Can't help but marvel, "Wow, the lightness kung fu is really powerful, alas, Taoist priest, wait a minute, you and I are also destined, how about going together as a companion?"

It's just that when he ran up to chase, he was suddenly tripped to the ground by a long thing.

"Ouch, what is it?" He Yun rubbed the sore spot and got up, straightened the crooked bookcase behind him, and then looked at the ground. He took a sharp breath, and his eyes almost popped out in fright.

It turned out that a part of it was buried on the ground, but only half of the white hand bones were exposed.He hurriedly looked away and muttered in a hurry, "Amitabha, Amitabha, I'm sorry my friend, I didn't see you, don't blame me for offending you."

However, when his eyes touched the surroundings that he hadn't noticed just now, he was almost terrified by the crooked tombstones, large and small, hidden in the miscanthus bushes in front of him.Even if he wasn't superstitious about feudalism, he couldn't stop a chill from his feet to his back at this moment, and panic and nervousness occupied all his thoughts.

If he didn't guess wrong, this is the mass grave that the old storyteller mentioned. When he thought of this, he suddenly felt that his whole body was not well.

He Yunqing clenched his fist and bit it, fearing that the sound of his teeth chattering in fear could wake up the people who had been sleeping on the ground.

He swallowed his saliva, feeling that it would be safer to catch up with the Taoist priest, so he rushed towards the direction where the person left without any delay, and shouted, "Hey, that Taoist priest, wait for me~"