[The Prodigal Son laughs wildly in the world]

Part 1: Deep Mountains and Ghost Valley

(This story is purely fiction)

Chapter 2: The ancient tomb in the deserted mountains is cold, and the white silk covers the shocking iron fan

The Taoist priest stood on a red soil hill at the foot of the mountain, quietly watching the picture-like scenery. After observing for a long time, he found a pile of new graves in the wilderness not far from him. He sighed that the changes in the past year have changed so much. He has not gone down the mountain for a year, and another thirty or forty graves have been added. The Taoist priest sighed deeply, things are impermanent, things are gone, and people are changing.

The Taoist priest walked along the path of sheep intestine in front of him. There were artemisia grass more than one person tall around him. A path of sheep intestine in the middle extended to the village not far ahead. The Taoist priest looked up and saw that the sky was approaching the dark sky. As he walked, he walked into the cemetery. At this moment, the Taoist priest shook his head at the grave. He was also a little tired of walking. He found a taller grave and sat down. There was a poplar tree not too tall next to it. The Taoist priest fell asleep after a short while.

Before the sky knew it, it was already dark and could not see five fingers. Suddenly, a fire appeared on a grave not far behind the poplar tree, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. I heard a sound of "Clash... Bang...", and the Taoist priest woke up from his sleep. He rubbed his eyes with his hands. In the black night wind, he was sitting alone among the graves and trees. There were also ghost fires coming out from the graves in the distance from time to time. The Taoist priest looked at it and hurriedly placed the iron whisk in his left hand.

Then, sitting cross-legged, putting your left hand on your right hand, holding your thumbs in a circle, putting your hands on your belly button, closing your eyes slightly, calming your mind. Although the autumn wind is not strong, it blows up the withered weeds and leaves on the ground, making a sound of "sand...swish...", which looks particularly harsh in this quiet wilderness. The Taoist priest was waiting, because dead ghosts or lonely zombies will appear in the wilderness in the night. Although he has learned some exorcism and monster hunting skills, he also

Unwilling to lightly activate the talisman in his arms, he will definitely avoid unnecessary trouble. Although he learned from his master the method of using hardware swords to drive away ghosts, he hurt his own yang energy after all, and there were no strange phenomena in the cemetery. Therefore, this Taoist priest used the commonly used method of Taoism to meditate and gather yang to drive away yin energy. Before a person got married, there was five yang energy in his body. After long-term practice, the evil energy would be invincible. The Taoist priest slept for a while and the five yang energy gathered in his body, and his body became much warmer, and he also became energetic.

This Taoist priest meditated for nearly half an hour

He stood up slowly. He saw that nothing unusual was that he carried the hardware sword back on his back. He was about to walk to the small village in front to find a place to stay. But suddenly something like smoke floated past him. From the shape of the smoke, it looked like a warrior in armor. A dead skull with a war tassel helmet exposed his teeth, and was covered in armor. He held a long sword in his left hand and floated over the Taoist priest in an instant. The Taoist priest shuddered and suddenly had goose bumps all over his body. He stood there and looked blankly, and saw the warrior in armor "suddenly"

He drifted into a grave in the northeast corner of the tree without a trace. He stretched out his right hand and slowly grasped the hilt of the hardware sword from behind. With his wrist, he heard "Cang Yan..." and a flash of lightning flashed across the night wind in the dark. As the cold light shone, the skeleton warrior in the shape of smoke disappeared. Everything became pitch black, and only the night wind was still howling.

The Taoist priest was holding a sword in his hand, and he saw his body squatting down his dantian and competing. He went out a few feet away. He could only hear "Swish..." He could only fly to the place where the smoke-shaped skeleton warrior disappeared in the distance. It turned out to be an ancient tomb about seven or eight feet high and ten feet wide. He could not see anything under the dark night. At this time, the Taoist priest reached into his left hand and took out a piece of fold and a piece of about one long.

The square palm-sized flint, he looked vigilantly at the surrounding environment. After watching for a while, there was no movement. The Taoist priest inserted the cold sword into the copper scabbard behind him, and the fire stone in his right hand and left hand, gently touched the fire "Ziz"..." A fire flashed in the night wind. The Taoist priest hurriedly lit the artemisia a person tall beside his body. In an instant, the fire "soothing... sizhla..." and started to burn.

After a while, a large area of ​​fire burned, a radius of one or two meters away. The Taoist priest hurriedly reached out and re-pulled the sword, waved it east and another, and soon piled up the burning artemisia and weeds in the west, and in a short while, four large piles of burning weeds, about one meter high and nearly one meter wide. At this moment, the surrounding environment could be clearly seen. It turned out that this was an ancient tomb.

He was in front of the altar of the ancient tomb. He saw that the four-legged altar was made of diamonds, about two feet high, about one and a half feet wide, and a length of ten feet. In the middle of the altar, there was a marble tomb of about one and three feet high, about one and a half feet wide, more than half feet thick, and behind it was a dome tomb made of pure stones about three feet high and about ten feet wide. I don’t know which dynasty it was from. Under the reflection of the fire of the wormwood pile, the image could clearly see several official script characters. At this time, the Taoist priest was holding a sword in his hand.

, He squatted down and the short steps "rubbed..." He walked quickly behind the tomb, and there was nothing. He squatted down and took a deep breath. He competed with his dantian, and his body stretched out more than one meter and fell directly to the top of the tomb. When the Taoist priest stood on the top of the tomb with a sword in his hand, he saw a piece of darkness but wind and sand blew over the waves, and the artemisia swayed in the wind and made a "rustling... shabu..." sound.

The Taoist priest held a sword in his hand, looked around for a while, and then he inserted the cold sword into the copper scabbard behind him. The sword was still in the scabbard. He jumped down from the top of the tomb and jumped to the four-legged altar. He looked down, "Hey! What is this?" He looked under the altar carefully under the fire. It turned out to be a "white silk and satin wrap."

The Taoist priest jumped off the altar and squatted down and reached out to take out the white silk satin wrap. Then he gently opened the white silk satin wrap. He saw a set of goose yellow young master shirts that looked like silk but not silk, satin but not satin, and a pink and blue scholar scarf. The young master shirt was embroidered with many folding fans, with fan shapes open and closed, straight and oblique, which looked very elegant and unconventional. In front of the pink and blue scholar scarf, a piece of polygonal jasper was decorated with silver thread, with a faint green light. He picked up the young master shirt, and there was a gold-patterned folding fan in his clothes, which was quite heavy. The Taoist priest hurriedly put down his clothes and picked up the gold-patterned folding fan. He touched it with his hands. It was made of a hardware, about one foot long and two fingers wide. The fan handle was a flat and round structure, and the form was exactly the same as the embroidered on the goose yellow young master shirt. The left bone surface was engraved with nine dragons and the right bone surface was engraved with nine phoenixes.

The Taoist priest's heart moved, and he immediately poured his true energy into the fan body, shook it gently, and heard the fan suddenly open. Suddenly, colorful hairs were colorful and auspicious light. The Taoist priest hurriedly put away the true energy of the Dantian, and the light on the fan suddenly disappeared, and a beautiful landscape picture appeared, which was no different from a folding fan. Looking at the silver silk fan, the pearl, which was green in color and as big as a grape, shining green under the reflection of the fire, was faintly visible. He looked at it carefully, but was still confused and unaware of the reason. He merged the folding fan into one piece, and then turned the folding fan 180 degrees and head down, with his butt facing up. He stretched out his left hand and pulled the fan drop. Suddenly, he heard a "whisper" dart shot from the fan bone to the ground, and hit the ground, only the size of a finger behind the dart was revealed. The Taoist priest hurriedly reached out to pull out the dart covered with soil from the ground, and then wiped the dart on his body, and suddenly he shone cold light. He carefully observed that it was not poisonous, but was made of a high-quality hardware. He immediately wrapped his clothes and tied them around his waist.
Chapter completed!