Archive of Fate’s End Chapter 49: Mengshan

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　　Shixuan came to Mangshan to find a way to seek immortality, and Mangshan is famous for its burial ground. In short, it is a place where yin qi gathers, so considering the characteristics of ghosts, Shi Xuan went out today in the evening, when the sunset was about to fall, and Chu Wan'er happened to be at the foot of Mangshan.

At the time of the day, Shi Xuan has prepared two Qianyuan Soup and prepared the corresponding medicine bath. Chu Wan'er wrinkled a small, tight face, took a sip with his scalp, and immediately smiled, as expected, the medicine was not bitter, as the master said, and it was vaguely sweet, compared to the previous ones. It's so much better.

　　 However, the two forgings in the morning and evening made Chu Waner frequently complain. Fortunately, the majesty of Master Shi Xuan is still a bit, and the little girl is still obediently finished after all.

　　 "Master, how come there are so many tombs on this mountain?" Chu Wan'er stood at the foot of Mengshan Mountain, looking at the mountain hidden between the trees and the mountain walls, but still very obvious tombs, and asked Shi Xuan curiously.

　　 "Hehe, this is a famous mountain of burials. What you see in Waner is still a small part. Those rich and powerful people are buried in the intersection of mountains and the beautiful terrain is not visible under the mountain. Shi Xuan opened his eyes and pointed to a few places where yin and qi intersect.

　　The mountains of Mengshan are beautiful, and the green trees cover the loess. Although it is not high, it gathers the atmosphere of the earth in all directions and has its own vicissitudes of flavor.

　　 Chu Wan'er muttered whispered: "What is it called the famous mountain of tombs?"

　　 "is where everyone wants to bury after death. I feel buried here, and relatives will get better in the future. Of course, because the teacher did not learn the technique of searching for dragons and acupuncture points, it is not clear, but our monks, rely These are far better than relying on oneself, relying on the true self." Shi Xuan explained, at the same time to establish in Chu Wan'er's heart, the monks are mainly relying on themselves. .

　　 Chu Wan'er nodded inexplicably, and then he asked other questions babblingly, until the sky was completely dark before he stopped his mouth in fear and leaned tightly on Shi Xuan.

　　 "It's time to go up the mountain!" Shi Xuan finished, casting his eyes on Chu Wan'er.

　　 "Master, Master, what immortal method did you give Wan'er? Wan'er seems to see that there is gas coming out of there." After Chu Wan'er opened his eyes, he naturally saw the yin qi on Mengshan The image of Convergence immediately asked curiously.

　　Shixuan took Chu Wan'er and walked up the mountain. The goal was the few places where qi converged, and told Chu Wan'er: "That is to open Wan Tian's eyes so that you can see ghosts Hey, don’t be afraid.”

　　 "Waner is not afraid." Chu Waner said quietly and moved closer to Shixuan. "Can Waner see ghosts without heads, ghosts without bodies, and tongues out?" Ghost..." Thinking of this, curiosity overwhelmed fear, and the master was guarding around him, Chu Wan'er was so determined that others were not afraid at all!

　　 walked a few corners along the mountain road, and sporadic tombs began to appear in front of it. Because the terrain is not so good, the people buried here are not rich and expensive, so the tombs are very general and cannot be called tombs.

　　 "Eh, Master, Master, do you see what that is, a ghost?" Chu Wan'er said nervously, pointing at the faint shadows behind the tombs next to him.

　　 "Yeah." Shi Xuan took Chu Waner and walked over, intending to let her see first, so as not to wait for the century-old evil spirits, Chu Wan'er was so scared that he needed to hug himself.

　　 This faint, transparent ghost is a woman in her twenties. The place of burial is very new, not even a tomb. It’s just that the grass has been dug and buried, and there is no sacrifice. This is not a place where yin qi gathers. This ghost that has been dead for nearly half a month has basically no memory, and just waits for it to completely disperse between heaven and earth.

　　 Chu Wan'er looked at the ghost in fear and curiosity, but the ghost was completely unnoticed, just around the place where her body was buried, and kept saying, "Child, child...", she looked really confused rigid.

　　 "Master, she doesn't have an eh, she's still floating!" Wan'er is too short, there are not many places to notice, and she reported to Shi Xuan with pride.

　　 "Em, um, um." Shi Xuan nodded perfunctoryly, "So, Waner, look, this ghost is not scary, isn't there any fear of ghosts?"

　　 "Em, um, um." Chu Wan'er learned something, nodded perfunctoryly, and at the same time became shorter and shorter, and finally squatted to watch, but unfortunately no major discoveries.

　　 satisfied Chu Wan'er's curiosity and overcame her fear, Shi Xuan took her to the first destination again, passed through several groves, crossed several creeks, safe and sound In the first place, I arrived at the first place where yin qi converged. I didn't even see a goblin on the road, which disappointed Chu Wan'er!

　　 This place where yin and qi converge is a large depression. There are about four or five mausoleums in the mausoleum style, all of which are far away. Behind the respective tombs, they form a yin house through long-term sacrifices. There are large courtyards, gardens, and even villages. There are white lanterns at the door and paper-served servants. After all, it is impossible for real servants to be buried here. .

　　Shi Xuan led Chu Wan'er to one of the big courtyard-like yin houses. The little girl didn't realize that it was a yin house, and thought it was a normal house. When Shi Xuan explained it to her, she suddenly realized it was normal. There is no one in the house that makes the paper man stand at the door, he is very annoyed, and feels that his intelligence is insulted.

　　 walked to the door, Waner kicked the paper man bitterly, who knows that this thing looks like a paper tie, but after burning during the worship, it was converted into a soul body, and Waner kicked through. , Empty, almost flashed Xiaoman's waist, if Shi Xuan was anxious, I am afraid to sit on the ground.

　　 The paper servant asked stiffly, "Where are the guests?"

　　Shixuan took the unconvinced Chu Wan'er and replied politely: "The poor people want to visit your master."

　　The paper servant did not reply, slow and mechanically pushed open the door of the yin mansion, and walked in. After a while, when Chu Wan'er was impatient and used his feet to dig the ground, one The old man holding the snow-white lantern floated out, followed by two gorgeous middle-aged men and women, a young man and two beautiful girls, and finally a beautiful young woman hugging a three- or four-year-old boy .

　　 "The old decayed house hasn't seen visitors for decades. I don't know where the longevity came from?" The long-white-bearded man asked politely. After all, the Taoist who can see the dark house and find it is by no means idle. generation.

　　Shixuan was so polite to see his master, he also responded with impoliteness: "The poor Dao wants to find the authentic Daomen. He took the disciples to pass by here, thinking about where Mengshan is the place where Yin Qi gathers. There should be a Daomen here , So I went up the mountain to look for it, but unfortunately I was unfamiliar with my life and took the liberty to ask the Zunfu for advice." Chu Wan'er stood at the side of Shi Xuan very wisely at this time, looking like a good boy.

　　The old man stroked his white beard and sighed: "That path is better to come in and drink a cup of tea. There is no authentic door on this mountain. Only three or four paths are here. The old dead wait for the ghosts who have never seen the world. Everyone looks down on them, not to mention such characters as Dao Chang."

　　 "Respect is better than in a hurry. The poor surname is Shi and Mingxuan. This is the little apprentice Chu Wan'er." Shi Xuan also wanted to inquire further, but it was rude to stand at the door and ask questions, so he agreed. Old man's invitation.

　　 "Stone Master, please, old surname Han, celebrity Jin, the word Chongwen, this is the deceased young son Wenyu, this is the youngest daughter-in-law Li, this is Wenyu's eldest son Shouzheng, Shouzheng's wife Wei's, this is Wenyu's eldest daughter Yazhu, the youngest daughter Jingzhu, this is the youngest son of Shouzheng, the single name Jingzi, hey, when the old second son encountered epidemic when he took office in Nanzhou, even, hey, even..." Han Shijin, the old man, took Shi Xuan inward, Bianxu introduced his family.

　　 and the exquisite and lovely Chu Wan'er was unanimously loved by Webster, Han Yazhu, and Han Jingzhu. She teased her around her and made Chu Waner feel depressed for a while. People are not children. Waner was early this time. Forget the fear of ghosts to the horizon.

　　 "Han Weng, your house turned out to be the home of a high-ranking official, no wonder there is such a mausoleum ~IndoMTL.com~ Shi Xuan saw Han Wenyu as a history of Nanzhou thorns. By the way, he complimented and let Chu Waner sit Beside, Wei Shi, Han Yazhu and Han Jingzhu floated out of the hall.

　　 Han Shijin touched his white beard, smiled and did not speak, but his expression was quite complacent, and his second son Han Wenyu took the words: "I don’t know Shi Dao, his father is a servant who shot on the left hand of Shang Shu." Old Han Han turned out to be a prime minister.

　　Seeing Shi Xuan expressed surprise, Han Wenyu continued: "This mountain col is where my Han family ancestral grave is located. The other shade houses that Shi Daochang saw are the other rooms of our Han family."

　　 At this time, Webster, Han Yazhu, and Han Jingzhu floated out carrying the tea tray, and respectfully placed the tea on the tea tray on the table of Shi Xuan, as well as several plates of rare fruits.

　　 Han Shijin explained to Shi Xuan: "Shi Daochang has no idea. There are only a few paperman servants in this house. They are slow and blunt. It is not easy to neglect you. These." It may indeed be that the Han family is very enthusiastic when no guests have come.

　　 "Where, where, this is Han Weng, you are attentive to the guests, and the poor are flattered." Shi Xuan was still very satisfied with the courtesy. Of course, he secretly checked the tea and fruits with the technique. forget. After the inspection, Chu Waner signaled that the alarm was lifted, and Chu Waner immediately picked up the coveted longan fruit and ate it.

　　"In this dark house, apart from the blood food such as cattle, sheep and pigs, which are served at the house offering once a month, there are only these offerings. Anyway, if you live, you might get sick when you eat it." Han Shijin explained. Seeing Shi Xuan expressed sincere satisfaction, and introduced tea: "This is the snow bud tea brought back from the north of Liaoning, coupled with the cold spring behind the overcast house It’s just right, please taste it, Shito."