... Zhang Yuanqing suddenly didn't want to stay in the main hall.
He had a kind of fear of being in a desperate situation, calling the ground unruly every day.
It is extremely dangerous here, but he can't turn to the outside world for help. He can only rely on himself.
Hesitating over and over again, he bit his heart with teeth and pulled out the skeleton wrapped in work clothes.
Pull ~
During the pulling process, the labor protection clothing was easily torn. Over the past years, the clothes have long been rotten.
Dragging the body to the candlelight, he endured discomfort and began to check it.
Although a person is dead, his body can speak and figure out the cause of death of the other person, which can help himself avoid many dangers.
"A few sternum and ribs are broken, and there are fine cracks on the right shoulder, but it is not serious...."
The deceased suffered heavy losses before his death, but the specific cause of death was too long to be seen.
Then, Zhang Yuanqing found several pieces of paper with yellow hair and crisp hair from the pocket of the worker's predecessors. It has been a long time.
On the paper, the fly head is written in a regular body.
In Zhang yuanqingxin, the paper was obviously found in the temple by the worker's predecessors, which helped him understand the situation of this ancient temple.
With the help of candlelight, he read the contents on the paper attentively.
"Last night, another junior schoolmate disappeared. This is the third strange missing classmate in the temple.. The teacher brothers said that if there were ghosts in the three mountains, or if there were goblins with profound Daoxing, they would come to the temple to catch people to eat every night. However, many disciples in the temple were trained as companions, and the master was a real person with a reputation within a hundred miles. The Goblins didn't open their eyes and dared to look for food here.
"As for ghosts, my town body charm and calling spirit charm are enough to solve, so I don't have to bother master. I have a bad feeling in my heart, so I have to find a senior brother to sum up...."
"Today, another person is missing. This is the fifth person. Master told us to hide from the pilgrims, otherwise it would affect the incense in the temple. He must know something. My senior brother and I plan to patrol at night..."
"Three days passed, and three more people were missing during the period, but my senior brother and I didn't find any clues. The night was calm. I have a deeper premonition....."
"Senior brother is very strange Today. He seems to find something and seems very angry. I asked him, but he didn't tell me. He is not in a good mood. I 'd better ask tomorrow."
"The person who disappeared today is... senior brother. I searched the whole three mountains and didn't find him. I, I can't stand it. I'm going to ask master to find out. The brothers and teachers in the temple also support me because they are also very afraid..."
The handwriting of this passage is a bit scribbled, and it can be seen that the mind of the owner of the notes is a little broken.
Zhang Yuanqing continued to look down:
"After my questioning, master finally promised to tell me the truth. My premonition was right. He really knew the reason why the younger brothers disappeared strangely. But master said that there were many people talking in the daytime. After the sun went down, he would come to the room to find me and tell me a big secret, which was related to the rise and fall of thousands of years."
"After dinner, I waited in the room, waiting for the sunset. Since someone disappeared at night, I have never been so looking forward to dark one day....."
This is the end of the paper record.
Gone? This broken chapter makes people feel a little uncomfortable... Zhang Yuanqing grinned.
He combed the information in the paper. In a certain year, the disciples of this mountain temple disappeared one after another.
The disciples were helpless and the panic spread. However, the temple Zhu in the temple, that is, their master, seems to know the reason.
This reason is related to a big secret of the rise and fall of thousands of years.
"The reason for the decline of the mountain temple is unknown. Can we complete the second main task by exploring this source?" Zhang Yuanqing made a guess.
He put the crisp paper back into the labor uniform of the remains, pushed the other side back to the bottom of the table, and then thought about what he would do next.
"There is so much information about the main temple. Since we want to explore the ancient temple, we must go out. In this way, we must face the danger in the temple..."
"In the strange talk of the Yan Ling tunnel, there was a worker who survived successfully. Following his track, he might be able to find a way to survive."
After careful consideration, Zhang Yuanqing walked to the gate of the main hall and opened two well-preserved lattice doors.
Cheep"
The wooden door shaft makes a stout sound.
He held up the doorframe and leaned out his head to look left and right. The outside was silent and silent. Except for some desolate and gloomy, he saw no danger.
After observing for a while, he stepped out of the threshold and walked along the goose soft stone trail on the left side of the main temple towards the backyard of the mountain temple.
The moon is like water, the weeds are ups and downs, Zhang Yuan cleared away for a minute or two, and a piece of building appears ahead.
There are several connected bungalows, forming a quadrangle with a large area, black tile and white walls, one-shaped roof, and under the eaves are lattice windows and lattice doors.
A fan of lattice door is gray, open or pour or close, and the paper used to paste the window is broken under the erosion of years.
The Moonlight was bright, like frost on the ground. He glanced at the pattern of the backyard of the Mountain Temple through Yuehua.
In addition to the courtyard in front of us, there is an arched door on the east side, which is a bit like the back house of a large family in a film and television drama. There will be such an arched door to connect different yards.
A towering tree was planted in the yard next door, with lush branches and branches knotted.
"Hey....."
He found several skeletons wrapped in Labor uniforms in the undulating yard of weeds.
Close to the past carefully and checked carefully. Each skull was seriously damaged and there were broken bones under the labor protection clothing. However, except for the one in the main palace, the skull and shoulder bones here were well preserved and there were no cracks.
"These people suffered terrible heavy losses before they died, and they died miserably..."
A gust of wind blew, and the branches and leaves were "rustling". Vaguely, Zhang Yuanqing heard the "rustling" sound brought by the wind, mixed with a whisper of sobs and complaints:
Help, help..."
In this deserted night, Zhang Yuanqing had a cold sweat on his back.
He stood stiffly in the same place. For a long time, the wind stopped and the weeping murmur stopped with the wind.
The yard next door seemed to be a little dangerous, but the things inside didn't come... he breathed out a breath silently, stepping into the eaves of the yard, intending to explore the quadrangle.
It seemed to be the place where disciples lived in the temple, with shabby and dusty furniture piled up, and the air was filled with light and decadent atmosphere.
Zhang Yuanqing found nothing special in the exploration rooms one by one until he pushed open the lattice door in the east.
Creak"
The dust-sealed door was pushed open again for many years, and the dust dropped. Zhang Yuanqing patted the dust falling on his shoulder and swept every corner of the room with his eyes on guard.
In this deserted room for many years, at the window, there was a corpse leaning against the wall and lying there askedly.
It can be inferred from the clothing and the rolling miner's cap that he is also a predecessor.
Crossing the threshold and entering the room, Zhang Yuanqing shivered and inexplicably felt that the temperature around seemed to drop a lot.
A little cold..."
He leaned cautiously towards the corpse, untied the tattered clothes, and observed the skeleton of the corpse as usual. This time, he did not see the broken skeleton, which was well preserved.
But when he turned his eyes to the shoulder bone of the corpse, his pupils were frozen, and there were exaggerated cracks on the shoulder bone of the corpse.
This is the same as the crack on the shoulder of the corpse in the main hall. The difference is that the corpse in front of us is more seriously injured.
"Is it a coincidence that only this one in the House and the shoulder bone in the main hall are broken?" He said to himself with some unease.
Then, Zhang Yuanqing found that the body's trousers were bulging and seemed to hide something.
He stretched out his hand and took out a yellow ancient book from the dead man's pants pocket, a gray bronze mirror and a yellow paper symbol.
The yellow paper symbol uses cinnabar to draw twisted lines, which are somewhat similar to runes. These lines gather together into a traditional word "corpse.
Looking at the yellow paper symbol, Zhang Yuanqing showed a fluorescent blue message in front of him:
Name: town corpse
Type: Consumables
Function: Body
Introduction: The Rune made by the powerful night wandering spirit is the nemesis of all corpse Yin objects. The seal can be completed by sticking it to the forehead of the yin.
Note: it can only be used once.
The information in fluorescent blue is a bit like his property panel. Obviously, this is the prompt given by "spiritual environment.
It is the first time that Zhang Yuanqing has seen this kind of hint since he entered the strange ancient temple.
"It should be an important item." Zhang Yuanqing folded it, put it into the pocket of the jacket and zip it up.
After thinking about it, open the zipper again.
Because he remembered the terrier in a martial arts novel, a swordsman with superb swordsmen liked to wrap the sword with cloth on his back.
One day, a challenger challenged the swordsman when he was having dinner.
Then the swordsman disappeared.
The cause of death was that it was inconvenient to unpack the cloth strip...
Zhang Yuanqing then picked up the ancient books and bronze mirrors, and no relevant information appeared.
He put the bronze mirror aside first, carefully opened the footer and rolled up the yellow and crisp brochure.
It says:
"It has been two and a half years since I visited the three-way Mountain maiden Temple. I have learned to read and write. The senior brother said that when master goes beyond the soul of the dead and returns to the mountain, he can formally introduce me to practice the technique of nourishing the soul by swallowing the moon. This is the entry method to become a night wandering God."
"King Yan rebelled, and there were wolves. Master, as the strongest person in the night tour of Songfu, had to go down the mountain to surpass the dead. Otherwise, the war was not decided, and the Yin and the disaster rose again, and the people would be even more restless..."
Zhang Yuanqing felt that his shoulder was a little sore. He rubbed it and preliminarily judged that this was an essay, that is, a diary.
The contents of the diary are all the experiences of 'author' practicing and living in the temple. According to the handwriting, this diary and the paper on the remains of the main hall share the same source.
Through words such as "King Yan rebellion", the timeline is the history of the Battle of the Jingji.
However, he was not sure whether the temple really existed in history, because the content in the essay was written with unclear words such as "practice", "night wandering God", "spitting" and "rune.
Zhang Yuanqing moved his sore shoulder, glanced at the room warily, listened to the noise outside the house, and continued to read essays after confirming that there was no abnormality.
Soon, he turned to the follow-up of the main hall content, and the first few pages were torn off. The follow-up content said:
"At sunset, it was finally dark. I heard a knock on the door and opened the door in a hurry. It was not the master who stood outside the door, but the master who disappeared last night."
"The elder brother who was missing for one day and one night came back, but I didn't have any joy, because... he was dead, and what came back was a corpse. His chest was bloody, and he didn't know who poached his heart."
"The elder brother stared at me directly, and he said: don't believe master...."
These words were written in a crooked way. It can be imagined that when the master of the essay wrote this paragraph, his mentality was cracked.
When Zhang Yuanqing turned over the next page, he found that there was no follow-up notes and the owner of the diary never wrote a diary again.
Don't believe what Master means?"
Zhang Yuanqing was shocked by this reversal.
Is Temple wish killing the senior brother? He is also the culprit of his disciples missing one after another? Zhang Yuanqing rubbed his shoulders and put the brochure back into the body's pocket. Then, he picked up the bronze mirror and was about to leave.
But when his eyes were shining, he accidentally glanced at the bronze mirror, and his body suddenly became stiff.
The Moonlight was like water, projected on the mirror, reflecting his appearance in the bronze mirror, while on his back, there was a man lying on his stomach.
The man's face was pale, his lips were dark purple, and he had a pair of white pupils. His head was resting on Zhang Yuanqing's shoulder. Those white pupils stared at him silently.