unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 35
As soon as it is said that there are many evil things, everyone knows it.

There are many spiritual beings in the deep mountains, and dangerous spiritual beings have appeared in Zhijin Cave. It is very likely that the spirits in the mountains have left their original places and become chaotic.

This is not good news.

It can cause chaos among the spiritual beings who originally lived in the mountain, and Zhijin Cave is more dangerous than they thought.

When Song Yu arrived at Peng Ying's house according to the instructions, he saw a young man feeding pigs.

This young man is tanned, has big eyes, and a high nose. He is very handsome.

The black pig was so strong that the trough was overturned. The young man was cursing his mother in local dialect. When he saw a stranger, he changed to official dialect.

"Why?"

Song Yu was so mesmerized by the young man that her eyes were almost glued to his face. Her mouth was out of her control and she spoke on her own.

"Little brother, ever since I met Bai Lang, I have been easily turned away from others. You are No. 70."

He Shen pulled him away: "...Don't make trouble."

"Tricky? I'm a good girl and never do such things." Song Yu immediately looked at him with disdain and glanced at his crotch.

He Shen felt a chill in his crotch and thought to himself: "If you were a damn good girl, I would be the reincarnation of Guanyin."

Gu Beiqi was very helpless and stepped forward and said, "Little brother, are you Peng Ying? We want to visit Zhijin Cave. Could you please show us the way?"

"To die?" Peng Ying was very impatient.

Gu Beiqi took out a banknote and gave it to him: "I just want to take a look, but I don't necessarily want to go in."

The denomination of the bank note was 100 taels. Peng Ying deserved to have the same amount of money as Song Yu, so he immediately agreed.

Song Yuxiao was alone, following behind them with a huge bag full of dry food and water.

The burden was almost crushing her.

"You, you can't--throw these things away. There's nothing you can't eat in the mountains."

He Shen urged Song Yu who was crawling slowly.

We are about to enter the mountains.

They all only brought food for two or three days, and only Song Yu brought the most.

Song Yu took two steps and rested one step, scolding He Shen as he walked.

"You damn kidnapped me, why didn't you kidnap Lao Su too!"

"How do I—know that you carry such a big, big baggage!"

In the end, Gu Beiqi took the baggage from her. As soon as he took it in his hand, his whole body sank.

Why is it so heavy?
As soon as we entered the mountain, everyone looked heavy.

Qianzhou is full of green mountains and forests, with towering ancient trees. The light in the mountains is obscured by gloomy light, and the heavy mist clings to people's bodies, making it very difficult for people to walk.

From time to time, you can still hear the rustling sound, which seems to be the sound of a big snake crawling over the dead branches and leaves, or the sound of a wild animal trampling the branches.

If the wind blows, the mountains will become like waves. The leaves will roll and float, and countless insects will fall down, which makes people feel frightened.

At first, a mountain path could be seen, but soon, even the road was submerged by weeds and thorns.

Occasionally I see a road, which is also a road between Miao villages. You can't borrow this road, you can only avoid it.

"Take a break now. I won't rest in the afternoon. I have to go out of the mountain at night and go to Jane's house."

Peng Ying split a vine with a hatchet and was not very satisfied with the speed.

After cleaning up the things on the ground, he picked a bag of oranges and distributed them to Gu Beiqi and the other three.

I also placed two on the ground facing north and recited two sentences in Miao language.

Gu Beiqi put down Song Yu's heavy baggage and took a breath: "Just in time to replenish some dry food and water."

Peng Ying said: "There is no one left in the Jian family."

Deserted villages in deep mountains are common occurrences. Some villages have few people in the first place. Once they are moved away, they will naturally become deserted villages.

Nobody cares.

Even Peng Ying, who walks in the mountains all year round, didn't care.

Song Yu devoured five sesame cakes and a few dried meat sticks, hugged his belly and went on the road again, while chatting with Gu Beiqi.

"Why can't you go to Miao Village to rest?"

Gu Beiqi glanced at Peng Ying and lowered his voice: "The Miao people are very mysterious. The Great Wilderness Bei Jing says that offshore in the northwest, north of the Black Water, there are people with wings, named Miao people. Zhuanxu gives birth to happy heads, and happy heads give birth to seedlings." civil,

They also believe in animism and worship 36 gods and 72 ghosts, all of which are natural spirits.

They also perform witchcraft to invite spirits, and there are many weird sacrifices among them. It would be best not to go in there. "

Song Yu asked in confusion: "What are the 36 halls of gods and 72 halls of ghosts?"

There are too many ghosts and ghosts.

"Because they believe in animism, the Miao people believe in many ghosts and gods. If you count carefully, there are more than that."

Gu Beiqi knew the Miao people very well and quietly talked to her about the gods and ghosts.

"For example, if they get sick after drinking well water, they will sacrifice to the spring ghost. If they hear strange noises in the house, they will sacrifice to the tree ghost. If they are ill for a long time, they will sacrifice to the wind ghost in a windy place.

The same goes for gods. The 24 gods and bodhisattvas are all natural things. Aniang is the god of the sun and the mother of the moon.
The Miao people are very close to the spirit. "

This arrangement of gods and ghosts is almost taken from spiritual objects, but spiritual objects can be good or bad, and sacrifices are not always a good thing.

Song Yu had read the records of the former Yin and Yang Division in the files of the Decryption Division. The more he believed in them, the more likely things would happen.

Because the human heart is the most prone to evil spirits.

Suddenly a muffled thunder fell from the sky.

"Is this reggae?" she said casually.

Gu Beiqi nodded: "When the pig is killed, Reggae will be sacrificed. Reggae is afraid of salt, you see."

Song Yu looked forward and saw Peng Ying take out an oil paper bag, pinch out a handful of salt grains and sprinkle them around.

The rain came quickly.

The dark clouds almost sank to people's feet, and the road ahead was completely dark. The trees on the mountain were surging wildly, like a torrent, and the people who were beaten were unable to fight back.

Coupled with the lightning and thunder, the entire mountain seemed to be swept away by this heavy rain.

Gu Beiqi was afraid that Song Yu would be swept away by the wind, so he held her tightly.

But Song Yu's eyes moved, he opened his mouth and looked deep into the forest.

There is an unknown strange thing coming slowly, not a beast, but a spirit, gradually approaching them with the unique coldness in the darkness.

The dark shadow behind Daozang was already looming, and seemed to be unstoppable.

People with spirits will become particularly sensitive to spirits.

Everyone was nervous and worried about themselves.

Encountered a spirit.

Gu Beiqi gestured to Daozang, telling him not to act rashly, and loudly shouted to Peng Ying in the strong wind: "Little brother, change the road quickly and leave."

Peng Ying was not a ghost hunter, but he also felt something strange. The chills on his body were not caused by the strong wind at all.

"No, you can't walk around, you will alarm the mountain god!"

He quickly identified the grass, and then took out a handful of banana leaves from it.

Pick up three leaves and hold them in your hand. Use your thumb and forefinger to pinch the five-inch length of the leaf. Then use four fingers to fold the leaf repeatedly.

While folding, he muttered something.

"Nineteen Jinzhu father-in-law, nineteen Yinzhu father-in-law, I will not call other gods or other ghosts. I will leave your Baomaping, bid farewell to your bridge courtyard, and descend along the silver ladder. Enter the ladder."

Back and forth, I don’t know how many times I recited it. As I recited it like this, the strange feeling slowly receded.

(End of this chapter)