The fat man was on the top of the tallest heavenly palace. He looked at the dark valley below and found that the tiles under his feet were slippery and were timid. After hearing my question, he answered casually: "What a weird thing, ******* was just a human skin on his head, a wig, a head hood. I blocked my ears and couldn't hear the ghost laughter. So as you said, he directly grabbed the human leather head hood, and burned all the fire, the head hood and clothes."

I said wonderingly, "Why did you just put heavy makeup on the human skin hood? Where did the sharp laughter of the ghost come from? Could it be that a ghost is attached to the wizard suit?"

The fat man sucked his back teeth and whispered to me: "You haven't gotten close to you. The human skin hood is painted with a white background and a red lips, which is not much different from a dead face. *************, I think about it now and feel that my calves are trembling. If there is any ghost, how can I tell you here? The ghost laughter is that there are probably a few holes in the human skin hood. When the wind on the top of the palace is blown, the palace is full of large nanmu trees that can make the sound of a deep dragon. So we probably listened badly, so you don't have to think randomly and suspicious."

After hearing what the fat man said, I didn't agree for a moment, and fell into silence. I thought to myself: "This fat man has always been confused and talks with silence. Although I have watched him burn the wizard robe, I can't rest assured. The sharp smile of the ghost can make people frost on the hair. There are strange rumors in Xinjiang Devil City, but it is not as powerful. I assure Chairman Mao that the clothes and human skin hood are not that simple. Now we are in a dangerous place, and we need to be careful in everything. We should try it again to be at ease. Don't be careless and cause regret."

I was worried that the fat man would be possessed by evil spirits, so I was going to try it on him with something to ward off evil spirits. At this time, the sunlight was set to the west and was about to fall into the mountains in the west. It was only at this time that I had to take action.

If the fat man is really possessed by a ghost, he can tell at first sight by using glutinous rice that can pull out the poison of ghosts. However, if I do it directly, it will inevitably seem that I can't trust my brothers. Moreover, if there is a ghost, the head-on conflict will be unfavorable to me. If it is not done well, it will hurt the fat man, so he has to go around him first and the driver will act.

I turned the plan three times in my mind, then put down the equipment I was checking in, stood up from the glazed top of the Heavenly Palace, pretended to stretch, move my muscles and bones, and then walked around behind the fat man.

Unexpectedly, this seemed a bit artificial. The fat man didn't notice it. He was gnawing chocolate to satisfy his hunger. Instead, Shirley Yang saw that something was wrong with me. She immediately asked me: "Lao Hu, why are you crazy? It's not too late, why do you have to stretch your lazy tendons? The glazed tiles are very slippery, so be careful."

I winked at Shirley Yang Lian, telling her not to speak for now, thinking: "You are usually a ghost, but why are you so unaware of today? Although you don't believe in ghosts, you only believe in God, but in a moment, you will probably see me, Mr. Hu, who is so presumptuous. The discipline you are so impressed."

Although Shirley Yang didn't understand why I was frowning at her, she saw the opportunity very quickly and immediately stopped talking, lowered her head and continued to replace the battery of the "Wolf Eye" flashlight.

But the fat man stuffed his mouth with chocolate and jerky, turned his head to look at me, and Uriu asked, "Commander Hu, did you twist your waist when you fell from the wooden beam? I told me that we are all thirty years old, and we can't compare to the past. Everything has to be relaxed. Go back and let the blind man give you a massage. Hey, don't you say that the blind man's skill is really effective. Last time I beat Liu'er with this meat..."

I quickly said to the fat man, "Is it very old when I was thirty years old? Don't forget that revolutionaries are always young. Besides, I didn't shudder at all, but was above the top of the Heavenly Palace, conquering the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, and surging passion in my heart, so I stood up and wanted to recite a poem as a souvenir."

The fat man laughed and spit out all the food in his mouth: "Sir Hu, don't change it with us. Just you know the two and a half words and still recite poems? Take a break and keep some energy. We will have to go down to the Xuan Palace to find the clear tool later."

I saw that the fat man was as normal as he was attached to the evil spirit. I thought it would be better if he had no ghosts. If there was really a ghost, he would have to join the three-way relationship with her. I was really not sure that he could deal with the evil spirit in red. However, since he had already stood up, he would still act according to the pre-calculated plan and take more insurance. In the end, there will be benefits and no harm.

So while talking nonsense, he walked around the fat man on the glazed tiles and walked around the fat man: "Mr. Wang, don't look at new problems with old eyes. Many great poets in ancient times were also idle people. Didn't they still leave many good sentences for the ages? I admit that when I was a child, I was not as good as you, because at that time I was busy responding to the call and caring about national affairs every day. However, my love for the beautiful mountains of the motherland is not inferior to you at all, I..."

As I spoke, I walked around the fat man's back and kept talking, but I had already touched a handful of glutinous rice from my carrying bag. The glutinous rice was purchased last year and kept it a little longer. The beige color was a bit old, but the glutinous rice was timid and had the ability to avoid corpses and exorcisms, and the glutinous rice that had expired can still be used.

I immediately scattered a handful of glutinous rice from behind like a celestial girl scattering flowers. The fat man was sitting and talking to me, but suddenly a large amount of glutinous rice was poured from behind. I was startled and turned around and asked me: "You are so full of eating too much? Didn't you say that you recite poems? Why are you scattering rice again? You want to catch birds and explore the air quality in the ancient cemetery palace!"

Shirley Yang also looked at me with a strange look. Seeing that Nuomi didn't hit any evil spirits from the fat man, I had to explain: "I originally thought of a few high-quality words, which were all quatrains of eternal quatrains. But suddenly I remembered that Xiaopang had just touched the man's leather hood. The dead man in the Han Dynasty must have a strong yin energy, so I drove away bad luck for him. However, according to the rules passed down by old people, this matter cannot be greeted in advance. It must only work without you knowing it. If you cleanse this old bad luck, you will definitely be promoted and wealthy in the future. Look at my future, I forgot my several quatrains that can be remembered forever. Now I think about it but can't remember it. His grandma is so mad, he has no inspiration."

I made up some reasons and temporarily evaded the questions of Fatty and Shirley Yang. I don’t know if they can accept this. Just as I continued to make up for it, Shirley Yang suddenly pointed to the sky and said to us: “Look at how strange it is in the clouds in that sky.”

The fat man looked up and said, "Commander Hu, is it that the Dragon Prince has flaunted his wings?"

I saw a long thick black cloud extending from the sky that was still bright on the mountain, like a black dragon lying in the sky, and it seemed like a black river of heaven hanging in the sky. It gradually became one with the dark sky on the mountain, and immediately covered the "Heaven Palace" and "Water Dragon Halo" in the valley with a layer of shadow.

Usually, in places where the air is fresh in the wild or on mountains with thin air, whenever night falls, if there are few clouds in the sky, you can see the brilliant Milky Way. However, compared with the Milky Way in the starry sky, the "black river" that covers our heads at this moment seems very ominous, full of the gloomy aura of Xiaosha. The tomb area in the valley is originally quiet, but now it is even dark and quiet, as if we are already in the dark underground palace at this time.

I said to Shirley Yang and Fatty, "This kind of celestial phenomena has been recorded in ancient Feng Shui. The black qi of the heaven and the Han Dynasty is connected. This heavenly sign is called the black pig crossing the heavenly river. In the secret art of the sky, it is called the Yuhou invading the land. In the green bamboo earthly qi theory, it is said that the black pig crosses the river and must be the cause of ancient corpses here. Therefore, the corpse qi rushes through the yin and yang to cover the stars and moons."

The fat man didn't understand the meaning and asked me: "It's not a good sign to say so. Is it Yuhou or a corpse? By the way, what is Yuhou? But is it blocking our way of wealth?"

I said to the fat man: "Yuhou refers to the flood rising. We will go ahead and go back and forth. We will take action to pour the tomb of King Xian tonight. We will encounter this rare celestial phenomenon that has not been seen in a century. I wonder if this is related to King Xian's changing the earth veins. Perhaps in recent years, this strange phenomenon often occurs here. This heavy rain cannot come down, and sooner or later it will cause a major change. Maybe in the near future, the Heavenly Palace of the Insect Valley will be swallowed by a large mountain torrent. We will go down the pond immediately without delay."

As they spoke, the sky had turned into a dark pot. They couldn't see their fingers. The three of them quickly turned on the spotlights on the helmet of the mountaineering, and then there was a little light. They distributed the equipment and equipment a little, and still placed the explosives of the weapons and explosives that were afraid of water in the backpack. They lowered the rope from the side of the hall, found the stone slabs of the "plank road" and hovered down along the way. The road was pitch black, so they had to walk step by step. Sometimes when they encountered a broken "remaining road", they had to climb down the vines. The three beams of light seemed insignificant in this boundless darkness, and they could only barely see clearly under their feet. Even the terrain contours of five or six meters away were difficult to identify.

I don’t know how far I went down. It was estimated that less than two hours had passed. Along the way, I kept seeing some white dead bodies appearing under my feet, all of whom were “people” who could not adapt to the external environment. I guess the rest had returned to the hole at this time and would not pose any threat to us.
Chapter completed!