Returning to Baoshan Village, Wangwang and I brought a lot of food and things for the elderly in the village.
Seeing the happy smiles on their faces, Wangwang and I felt very happy.
Among the old people, of course, there was the old man who summoned spirits at night.
He just smiled at Wangwang and me without saying a word of thanks.
I decided to go find him later, but now, I had to go to Zhang Meng's house.
His old mother didn't come here today.
I heard that it was because Lao Han's legs were sick again and she couldn't walk.
I was carrying a box of milk, and Wangwang was carrying a bag of fruit and meat.
The two of us said goodbye to everyone and arrived at Zhang Meng's home.
When we walked into the room, we saw an old lady lying on the bed breathing heavily.
Although this old lady is very old, she has a very good memory.
She still remembered Wangwang and me, and she would get up immediately when she saw us come in.
Seeing this, I quickly stopped and said, "Mom, you'd better lie down.
The two of us are here to see you today.
I heard that you have a leg problem.
My brother is a Chinese medicine doctor.
Let him take a look at it for you."
When the old lady heard this, she quickly stopped her and said, "How dare you say this?
I haven't taken a bath for a long time and my body is dirty.
I have this disease that occurs several times every year.
It's not a problem."
Wangwang smiled slightly and said: "Mom, I am a doctor and I don't care about this.
Don't worry, I will definitely help you cure it."
After hearing this, the old lady finally nodded and agreed.
Wangwang took out the silver needle and helped the old lady clear the acupuncture points on her legs.
In less than ten minutes, the old lady was able to get out of bed and walk.
She thanked us profusely and insisted on letting us have dinner at her home.
I knew the old lady was alone, so I agreed to stay.
The old lady cooked all the dishes we brought, and of course she baked sweet potatoes for us.
The sweet potatoes tasted very sweet.
I ate three of them in one go.
The old lady's face lit up with joy when she saw the two of us devouring the food.
Unfortunately, she didn't know that her son had been shot.
How could such a kind mother give birth to such an unfilial son?
Wangwang and I both sympathized with her very much, but no one told her the truth.
After lunch, Wangwang and I said goodbye to the old lady.
Because when I was distributing food, I saw the old man's home.
And his identity was a mystery, so I decided to pay him a visit.
It would be best if I could ask about some of the conditions in the cave.
In the courtyard we saw the oil lamp.
The oil lamp was covered with dust.
It looked like he hadn't used it for a long time.
We came to the door and knocked on the door.
After a while, the old man opened the door for us.
"Uncle, let's see you.
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Are you welcome?"
The old man smiled slightly and said, "You're already here, can I still drive you out?
Come in."
As he said that, he turned around and walked into the house.
Wangwang and I then opened the door and walked in.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw a picture of an immortal with white hair and a child's face holding a cane.
This painting is spotless, and it seems that the old man cherishes it very much.
"Don't be stunned.
Sit down wherever you want.
I have nothing to entertain you here.
If you want to drink water, there is well water in the tank.
Just drink it alive."
Hearing this, he quickly smiled and said: "Uncle, we are not thirsty, there is no need to bother."
The old man sat down next to the table and lit up his old cigarette.
He took two big puffs and then asked: "What do you want from me?"
I think this old man is also a cheerful person, so there is no need to hide it.
"Uncle, can you tell us what you do?"
"What kind of an old farmer am I?
It's hard to tell."
When I saw what he said, I immediately smiled and said, "Uncle, you have nothing else to do except your profession as a farmer."
When the old man heard this, a smile appeared on his face, he put down the cigarette bag in his hand, and then said with great interest: "Then tell me, what do I do?"
"Uncle, people don't tell secret stories.
The lamp you put outside your house is a soul-calling lamp.
I think what you do must be related to this soul-calling lamp."
When I said this, I thought the old man would look surprised, but he looked normal.
"Yes, I am a spiritualist, but I have given up my life long ago.
When you saw me that day, I was actually guiding the dead souls."
Wangwang smiled lightly and said, "Uncle, it's not that simple.
Then please tell us what's in the cave."
The old man looked at Wangwang carefully, and then asked: "What do you mean by this cave?"
The more the old man said this, the more Wangwang and I felt that the cave was weird.
"Uncle, I'm telling you the truth.
I am a descendant of the Guizhan sect.
When I was a ghost hunter, I felt that I needed to know where you took those dead souls.
You must not tell me that the cave is the entrance to the underworld.
That kind of talk , you can deceive others, but you can’t deceive me.”
The old man laughed loudly and said: "So what about the ghost hunter?
The underworld has abolished your ghost hunter department, and the ghost affairs have nothing to do with you.
A mere last generation ghost hunter has such lax control.
Even if your master comes, you won't be afraid."
It would be so rude.”
I really didn't expect that this old man turned out to be an expert.
Judging from the aura with which he said this, he was absolutely an expert.
"Uncle, we don't mean to offend you.
But our ghost hunting sect has ancestral precepts.
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Even if the underworld no longer recognizes our ghost hunting, we can't not know what we should do.
Since we two juniors are here, we have not rashly I entered the cave just to ask for some information from you, and at the same time, it’s also a way of showing respect to you.”
"Respect, haha.
I think you are here to ask questions, so I have nothing to say about the cave.
As for whether you are going to the cave, I don't care.
Before you go, I only have one thing to say.
That's right.
You can take care of things you should take care of, but things you shouldn’t take care of will only lead to trouble and death.”
I didn't expect this old man to have such a big reaction, but if he asked us to leave here with just one word, he was looking down on us.
I stood up directly, then smiled and said: "Good senior, since you are unwilling to tell us, then we will find the answer ourselves.
Oh, by the way, we are actually here for a little girl, whose parents died in In this mine.
I just agreed to let the child meet her parents and said goodbye."
With that, Wangwang and I turned around and left the old man's house.
On the way to the cave, Wangwang said: "Brother, what do you think the old man wants to hide?
Since he knows the situation in the cave, why doesn't he tell us?"
I shook my head and said: "Maybe it has something to do with him.
The profession of spiritualist has long ceased to exist.
I didn't expect to see one in such a yellow village.
Let's go into the cave at dawn.
It's better than going in at night." " When Wangwang heard this, he nodded and said nothing more.
Wangwang and I both had fresh memories of this cave, so within half an hour, we arrived at the entrance of the cave.
Standing at the entrance of the cave, there was an icy cold wind blowing out of it, making people feel uncomfortable all over.
For the sake of safety, I first pulled out the dagger from the Buddha statue and at the same time channeled the true energy in my body.
Wangwang also took out his weapon, which was the hidden knife.
Unfortunately, his Nine-turn Exquisite Cup was taken away by the master of the Cross Sect.
If I have a chance to meet that old boy again in the future, I will do whatever it takes to get it back.
The light in the cave was very dim, and within five minutes of walking, we were completely plunged into darkness.
The farther the cave goes forward, the lower the terrain becomes.
It is probably leading to the center of the mountain or the bottom of the mountain.
I took out my phone and took pictures everywhere, but found nothing.
In fact, this cave is a bit strange.
How can I put it?
First of all, it must have been formed naturally, because there are no traces of cutting or digging with tools.
Secondly, although the cave is dry, it is extremely cold.
Furthermore, such caves are usually inhabited by small animals such as bats, but we both walked for a long time without seeing even a ghost.
Although Wangwang and I are not afraid, it is still a bit scary to be in such a ghost place.
Time passed little by little, and it had been an hour since we entered the cave.
The slope in front is getting bigger and bigger, and the range that the flashlight in the mobile phone can illuminate is getting smaller and smaller.
The oxygen here is very thin.
If ordinary people enter here, they will definitely be unable to move due to lack of oxygen.
This is not a problem for Wangwang and I, as long as the two of us have some oxygen.
Even without oxygen, we can hold on for an hour.
Finally, something strange appeared ahead.
I saw a shiny rectangular object.
Wangwang and I quickly approached and took a closer look.
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It turned out to be an ice coffin.
But at this moment, the coffin was empty, and the lid on it was missing.
In the coffin, I saw several pieces of jewelry as burial objects.
It seems that the owner of this coffin was also a wealthy owner during his lifetime, and his status must not be low.
At this moment, a strange idea came to my mind.
Could the owner of this ice coffin be a monster that treats ghosts as snacks?
But after thinking about it, I rejected this idea.
There must be a dead person in this ice coffin.
Even if he cultivates to the level of the Corpse King, he doesn't have much interest in the soul.
If it were replaced by blood, I think it would be more willing to eat it.
Anyway, now I finally have a discovery, maybe I can see the owner of this coffin later.
Wangwang has been silent, and I don't know what he is thinking.
We walked around the ice coffin and continued forward.
Who would have imagined that there is a huge black hole in front of us.
This black hole is vertically downward, and its depth is unknown.
There are no downward stairs or ropes anywhere.
It seems that we will not be able to go down today.
I shrugged helplessly, and then said to Wangwang: "Wangwang, let's go.
This is an abyss, and we can't fly.
Go back and buy some ropes or something, and then try to see if we can go down."
Wangwang heard this and nodded.
The two of us turned around and were about to leave, but at this moment, two cold hands grabbed my ankles.
I turned around and saw that this hand was sticking out of the black hole.
I swung the dagger of the Buddha statue to cut it off.
Unfortunately, before I could even bend down, my feet were empty and I fell directly into the black hole
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