Gongsun said something that everyone had never heard before: "Beast Soul Array." ” "That's right."
Gongsun hugged the dishonest little fourth son on his lap, and recalled while rubbing his arm, "I remember that it was when I was a teenager, and when I came back from a medical trip, I picked up an old man who looked like he was about to die of illness on the side of the road.
I took him back to the pharmacy for treatment, and he was feverish, babbling gibberish, and crazy.
I checked on him and found that he had been hit in the head by something, and he broke a big hole, not to mention, maybe he was stupid.
In the process of my healing, he kept saying that the Nine Heavens Soul Court, the Ding Ghost Hundred Spirits, the Beast Soul Array, the entrance is in the east, and the exit is in the west."
Gongsun touched his chin, as if sorting out the nonsense of the madman in his memory, "Oh, and, I finally found it and went back to tell my master." ” Everyone looked at each other.
"What did you find?"
asked Zhao Pu.
Gongsun shook his head, indicating that he was not clear.
"It's been a long time."
Zhan Zhao said, "It's also a shame that you remember." ” The little fourth son nodded, "Daddy has a good memory." ” Gongsun touched the face of the little fourth son.
Bai Yutang asked, "What does that person look like, and does he have any characteristics?"
Gongsun thought for a moment, "Well, it's just an ordinary old man, with white hair, a big beard, and an ordinary gray robe, ah."
As he spoke, Gongsun clapped his hands, "He doesn't look that much like a Han person, his nose is so high, and he has a tattoo behind his ear." ” As soon as Gongsun finished speaking, he heard Fu Shenghua suddenly ask him, "Black or red" Gongsun was slightly stunned and looked at the funeral flowers.
The others looked at him too.
Although Fushenghua still felt a little embarrassed, but his eyes still seemed to be very concerned, he looked at Gongsun and asked, "Is the tattoo behind the ear flame-shaped?"
Gongsun nodded, "That's right."
"Red or black."
Fushenghua asked again.
"Black."
Gongsun replied.
Fu Shenghua frowned slightly, and glanced at Gongsun, "What about that person later?"
Gongsun was helpless, "He passed out after I stitched up his wound, and then I went to collect medicine, but when I came back, he was gone." ” Fu Shenghua shook her head and pointed at Gongsun, "Fu Da has a great life, if he touches it, he will kill you." ” Gongsun was shocked.
Zhao Pu was also quite dissatisfied, "How many times have I told you, not everyone is a good person, especially some who are injured and no one cares about them on the side of the road, how can you pick up people at home?"
Gongsun squinted at Zhao Pu, "You have an opinion" Zhao Pu blinked, scratched his chin, and muttered, "No" Everyone glanced at each other, oh, Zhao Pu should be cheaper in this situation, how to change it Gongsun looked at Zhao Pu.
Zhao Pu was happy with him, and the look in his eyes was similar to when Gongsun looked at the little fourth son on weekdays.
Gongsun scratched his head, inexplicably embarrassed.
"Who is the one with a black flame behind the ear?"
Bai Yutang asked the funeral flower.
Fu Shenghua frowned and said, "Over the years, I have often met these two groups of people, their kung fu is excellent, they come and go without a trace, and there is only one purpose, to find something in the tomb, or rather, they are looking for a certain tomb. ” Everyone looked at him, and Zhanzhao asked, "So you don't know where they came from and what they're looking for."
Funeral flowers didn't seem to be used to everyone's eyes focusing on themselves, and she was a little embarrassed to block them with her cloak, and continued, "I often find that in some relatively large tombs, there are human corpses that do not belong to this tomb age.
At first I thought it was a tomb robber, but then I found out that it was not like many graves that had not lost their burial goods, and the equipment of the people who died in the tomb did not look like they were stealing, but more like some kind of pathfinder.
And these corpses generally have a feature, there are tattoos behind the ears, some are black, some are red, and each is different. ” Everyone touched their chins, and there was such a thing Later, a few times, they bumped into each other in the tomb, and they really seemed to be looking for something, the only difference was their personalities.
The black tattoo behind the ear is very vicious, and will actively attack people, and I have killed a few.
And the red tattoo never attacks people, and runs away when you find someone.
I've caught one with a red tattoo behind the ear, but it can't speak. “ "Are you dumb?"
asked Gongsun.
"It's deformed," she said, gesturing to her mouth, "Those people's tongues are strangely shaped, they make strange calls, but they can't speak, and their tongues are somewhat like birds' tongues. ” It was fresh to hear.
"Is there such a person?"
Zhan Zhao thought it was incredible.
"I let Ban Yuexian see it."
"He said that these people should have been soaked in poison since they were children, so their tongues are deformed and cannot speak, but they can make sounds, so they can communicate in their own way, and they will never be afraid of leaks." ” Everyone couldn't help but open their mouths, this method was too cruel.
"I thought that red people were good people if they didn't kill people."
Zhao Pu pouted, "It's not as good as black when it looks like this, at least you can talk nonsense." ” Gongsun touched his chin, thought about it, and asked Fushenghua, "Is the person with the black tattoo a cold personality who seems to have no feelings, and then he will never be captured or feared, and he will always fight to the death" The funeral flower nodded.
"Oh," Gongsun understood, "and when I was treating the old man's wound, I found an iron nail in the wound on the left back of his forehead, which pierced straight into his brain.
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I thought it was strange at the time and thought it was caused by the collision, but now that I think about it, it was man-made. ” Everyone couldn't help but raise their eyebrows, and their eyes were bigger.
"Poison soaks the tongue enough cruelly."
Zhan Zhao couldn't help but say, "Stick a nail in people's heads" Gongsun nodded, "This is a cruel, but effective way to control people, the structure of people's heads is very complicated, after many places are damaged, people's temperament will change drastically and nails are driven into this position, which may be the reason for this character."
The old man I saved was also a blessing in disguise, and the nail in his head was shifted by the impact, so he didn't fight to the death like the others. ” Everyone nodded, I see.
"Who controls them, and the means are so cruel."
Zhan Zhao pondered, "What did the rescued person say about the Beast Soul Array telling the master, could it be that his master was looking for it, it was the kind of vision in the valley" "Possibly."
Gongsun nodded, "I used to live in Shaoxing Mansion, and after he was injured, he wandered around, and it is possible that he got there in a daze." ” Bai Yutang suddenly asked Zhanzhao, "The person who was buried by the nine-headed grandmother and committed suicide has a tattoo behind his ear?"
Zhan Zhao was slightly stunned.
"He can speak, and if he does, he has a black tattoo," Zhanzhao said.
Everyone nodded.
"Hah At this time, a yawn from the little fourth son pulled everyone back who were in deep thought.
Zhan Zhao looked at the sky and said, "Let's go back to sleep, it's better to talk about it tomorrow." ” And all the people were weary and scattered.
They each went back to the house, and the grandson fetched water for the little fourth son to wash.
The little fourth son didn't know if he had woken up just now, but he was inexplicably energetic at this time, and asked the somewhat sleepy grandson while washing his hands, "Daddy, why do you want to lock the coffin with an iron chain?"
Gongsun yawned, "Well, I guess there's something important in it." ” "Isn't the coffin filled with the dead?"
the fourth son then asked, "Will the dead crawl out?"
Gongsun wiped his face with a hot towel and said, "I guess it's some kind of ritual or funeral custom." ” "The one buried in the ground, isn't it impossible to come out if you want to" The little fourth son and the fart worm followed behind Gongsun to ask questions.
Gongsun couldn't cry or laugh, "yes" "Then if you have a key, can you open the chain?"
the little fourth son continued to ask.
Gongsun thought for a while, "Just mentioning the chain and not mentioning the lock, I guess it's a death."
Gongsun poured water outside, turned around and went back to the house, and the little fourth son continued to be a follower, "Daddy, I have seen coffins locked with chains before. ” Gongsun was slightly stunned, and he was half awake from drowsiness, put down the basin and looked at the little fourth son, puzzled, "When did you see me, why don't you remember?"
"Daddy, we don't see each other often," the little fourth son asked.
Gongsun was puzzled, pulled a stool and sat down, pulled the little guy down, combed his hair, and asked, "I've seen it too."
"Every year, when they pull nets to catch fish, they don't throw a lot of locked coffins into the river."
Gongsun was stunned for a long time, and finally cried and laughed, "That's not a coffin." ” The little fourth son tilted his head.
"It's load-bearing, it's like a scale."
Gongsun explained to the fourth son, "They caught too many fish, and they pulled them up in a net, and if they landed, the fish would soon die."
So hang the nets with heavy stuff to make sure that the fish don't swim away and don't die, so that after they pick the big fish away, the small fish are released."
The little fourth son tilted his head.
"Those coffins are not coffins, they are iron piers."
Gongsun explained, "There is a hook on the chain, which is used to hook the fishing net."
Speaking of this, Gongsun suddenly touched his chin, "Hmm" The fourth son patted his long fluffy hair and asked his grandson, "Daddy, can I comb my hair like Jiujiu?"
Gongsun came back to his senses, looked at the little fourth son, and looked disgusted, "Does Jiujiu have a comb for his hair, isn't he just tying up a handful of hair at will and what's the difference with a mop?"
"Sneeze" In the next room, Zhao Pu suddenly raised his face and sneezed.
The sound of this sneeze was so loud that Gongsun and Xiao Sizi heard it, glanced at each other, and covered their mouths together.
After Zhanzhao washed, he climbed into bed, hugged the soft and fluffy little five in the bed, and rubbed it.
Xiao Wu took a bath before and basked in the sun, so the hair on his whole body was warm, and there was a smell of the sun.
Zhanzhao's face was buried in Xiao Wu's black fluff, rubbing around.
Xiao Wu looked at Zhanzhao who was rubbing his face on his belly in confusion, tilting his head and looking in a good mood.
Zhan Zhao chose a comfortable angle, lay down, and looked at the moonlight outside the window. is also looking at the moonlight, and there is also Bai Yutang who is opposite the head of the bed with him.
At this time, the fifth master was leaning on his arm, and he was in a trance, and what he was thinking about now was the story he had just heard from Zhanzhao about the Luo clan and the Hyun clan.
The difference between the story in history and the real story is so big.
In the dead of night, Bai Yutang gradually felt sleepy, so he closed his eyes, however, just when he was half-asleep, a very strange picture suddenly flashed in front of him.
He remembered that day, it was snowing very much, and he was sitting on the steps under the eaves at the gate of the courtyard at the top of the Tianshan Mountains, watching the large snowflakes falling.
That day, Tianzun was not there, he went down the mountain, and he would not come back until evening, Bai Fu was cooking in the courtyard, and in Bai Yutang's memory, there was a fragrance of osmanthus cake.
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Xiao Bai Yutang was sitting in a daze, when he saw a person going up the mountain, standing in the snow, wearing black clothes, holding an umbrella, standing quite far away.
The snow was so heavy that he couldn't see the man's face clearly, so he remembered a voice asking, "What's your last name?"
Bai Yutang was still very young back then, but he thought that the man's voice was very good, so he said, "The surname is Bai." ” The man seemed to nod and asked him again, "Is Xiaoyou okay?"
Bai Yutang didn't quite understand, and asked him puzzled, "Who is Xiaoyou?"
The man was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm here to say goodbye." ” Bai Yutang looked at him in the wind and snow in the distance, suddenly stood up, patted the snow on the hem of his clothes, and asked, "Do you want to come in, my master will come back in the evening." ” "Oh," the man nodded suddenly, "Master, I thought it was a grandson or great-grandson." ” Bai Yutang shook his head, "My master has no heirs. ” "Oh," the man replied meaninglessly, as if accompanied by some kind of sigh, "how long has he been alone?"
Bai Yutang replied, "More than a hundred years." ” "Sure enough."
The man in black nodded silently, "Then I'll go, help me say goodbye to your master" With that, he turned and walked away.
Bai Yutang walked out of the eaves, and in the wind and snow, he saw the figure of the person gradually moving away.
Running to the side of the mountain, Bai Yutang asked the back, "Who are you?"
The man glanced back at him, at this time, the wind and snow suddenly swirled because of the direction of the wind, and paused for a moment Bai Yutang saw the person's face through the wind and snow, although it was only for a moment, it was affected by the wind and snow again, but Bai Yutang always remembered the appearance of that person, he was a very beautiful young man in black, and he felt a little sick.
The man stood there and thought about it, and said, "Go where you need to go, I will wait there, and we can meet again later" As he spoke, he seemed to hesitate again, and finally said, "Forget it, don't tell your master that I have been here, you can accompany him obediently." ” After saying that, the man turned around and left, and not long after, the figure disappeared into the wind and snow.
Bai Yutang still wanted to chase, but suddenly stepped on something under his feet, reached out and pulled the snow, and found a silver necklace, on the necklace, there was a black pendant, like ebony or obsidian, which was not too shiny and not necessarily precious, black, irregularly shaped stone, with an eye on it, wearing a silver chain.
That day, Bai Yutang had been wandering, feeling that the scene just now was not very real.
In the evening, Tianzun came back and felt that Bai Yutang was stunned, so he asked him what was wrong.
Bai Yutang thought for a long time and said to Tianzun, "That" Tianzun was puzzled, "which" Bai Yutang held back for a long time, and finally waved his hand to Tianzun.
Tianzun tilted his head and waved his hand Bai Yutang turned around and went back to his room to sleep.
Tianzun was stunned for a long time, and finally stepped on the snow outside the room, "The children nowadays are really unpredictable, why is a five-and-a-half-year-old kid deeper than me" Before he finished speaking, he was hit by a snowball from Bai Yutang, "It's six years old" Tianzun rubbed his red nose and beckoned to Xiao Baiyutang, "Let's play for a while when it's just dark, let's build a snowman?"
Bai Yutang looked at the snow all over the yard, suddenly ran out and began to build a snowman.
Tianzun was a little puzzled, he used to let him build a snowman, but the little kid always looked disgusted, and said that he was naïve, so today is it true that the childlike innocence has awakened It's just that after half a cup of tea, Bai Yutang stood aside and clapped the snow slag on his hands, Tianzun opened his mouth wide and looked at the "snowman" on the ground with a painful heart, and saw that Bai Yutang had built a grave made of snow, and there was a tombstone in front of him.
Tianzun paused, "Where is Lao Tzu's education method so unsuccessful, are your five-and-a-half-year-old childlike innocence also buried in the grave?"
Bai Yutang gave him a blank look, "It's six years old" With that, he took out the chain and placed it on top of the tombstone made of snow.
Bai Yutang went back to the house after finishing it, and when the door was closed, he saw Tianzun standing in front of the tombstone made of snow in a daze, looking at the string of chains.
The young Bai Yutang couldn't figure out what Tianzun's mood was at this time, so he opened the crack in the door and looked at his master with blank eyes.
After a long time, he saw his master pick up the chain, tilt his face, and laugh loudly, his voice from a little dumb at the beginning, to a loud laugh later.
Bai Yutang tilted his head, and listened to Tianzun laughing while muttering to himself, "It's black, it's black." ” Bai Yutang observed for a while, and saw that his master put away the chain and ran into the study happily, not looking in a bad mood, and he was very puzzled.
After a while, I saw Tianzun running out with a letter, and while sealing the envelope, he called Bai Fu and gave him the letter, "Ask someone to help me send this letter away early tomorrow morning." ” "Oh."
Bai Fu took the letter and left, Tianzun Lehe rushed to the door of Bai Yutang, and said to the doll in the crack of the door, "It's so cold, do you sleep with Master?"
Bai Yutang raised his foot and kicked Tianzun's face that was about to squeeze into the crack in the door, closed the door, clapped his hands, and climbed into bed to sleep.
By the time Bai Yutang opened his eyes again, it was already early the next morning.
Zhan Zhao was standing on the edge of the bed and stretching, and when he saw that he was awake, he went over to say good morning to him.
As soon as Bai Yutang sat up, he heard a knock on the door.
The door was pushed open, and the yawning little four said in a daze, "The cat is early in vain." ” "So early, the little fourth son" Zhanzhao walked to the door and saw that the courtyard was already busy.
"What are you doing?"
Zhan Zhao was a little puzzled.
The little fourth son continued to yawn, "Daddy asked the shadows to dig up the coffin early in the morning, but Daddy said that it might not be a coffin." ” Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang saw that the courtyard was full of rows, that is, those iron coffins with chains, and they were puzzled by what it was if it was not a coffin: