Tiankeng

Tiankeng

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"Really?" Gao Yan asked back, not affirming but also not absolutely denying.

Chen Qingshan narrowed his eyes: "If obsession is not alive, then what is it?"

Gao Yan shrugged, stood up and stretched his waist and said, "For now, I don't know what the townspeople's obsessions are. But I know your obsessions, the obsessions of the tower bones in the house, the obsessions of the gods. Obsession." Chen Qingshan laughed mockingly: "What is it?"

Gao Yan: "Let Qingshan Town disappear, disappear forever. It doesn't matter if it's buried in the ground or abandoned on the surface, submerged in yellow sand or covered by flood, it doesn't matter, as long as it disappears."

Qingshan Town should have been annihilated in the long river of time. It became a dead city after a large-scale plague more than a hundred years ago. The grassy city was deep, the walls collapsed, and it was desolate and desolate. Ten or twenty years later, yellow sand and wind and dust flooded the town, burying the dead bones and the cause and effect of the past.

Perhaps in another 40 or 50 years, someone finally found the town by bulldozing the mountains or crossing the river. After excavating the dead bones in the ground, discovering the deserted temples and Yingong Temple, some traces of life were used to re-deduce the town. The history of the town.

Of course, the theory of ghosts and gods will be regarded as ignorance and superstition.

All in all, Castle Peak should have disappeared long ago.

It's time for Qingshan Town and the townspeople to leave.

Hearing this, Chen Qingshan put away his sarcasm and indifference, and re-examined the stranger in front of him, but he walked away after seeing Gao Yan stretched his waist.

With a straight back and a chic waving gesture, Gao Yan said, "No matter what, I just want to leave Qingshan Town. Before that, let's make the required tower bones according to the agreement."

After a long time, the back of the young man had long since disappeared in front of his eyes, and Chen Qingshan beat his stiff back and uttered a sentence: "I thought I would say something, but it turned out to be arrogant and ignorant..."

The aunt's huge eyes rolled around, and she said in a gentle and strange local tone: "At least it sounds much more pleasant to the ear, and it is not as good as the one I met before, which makes people want to hack to death."

"..." Chen Qingshan's forehead was covered with veins, and he couldn't bear to scold him: "Last time his head was stuck on the roof, and now it's stuck in the window again, can you make your head smaller?"

The aunt is very innocent: "The head of the tower bone is so big. According to common sense, I have no ability to make my head smaller."

Chen Qingshan: So annoying!

Gao Yan walked slowly back to his small yard, picked up the black cat before going to sleep, and fell asleep happily thinking about his boyfriend.

I slept without dreaming until dawn, and today happened to be the fourth day of the game field.

Chen Qingshan waited at the gate of Gao Yan's courtyard early in the morning, with his hands behind his back, and he snorted coldly when he saw Gao Yan. There are two and a half sentences that are not easy to say, with a gun and a stick mixed with the mentality of being let down by a resentful woman.

The black cat was still squatting on Gao Yan's shoulder. When he saw Chen Qingshan, he greeted Chen Qingshan loudly, and then yawned.

"Breakfast?"

Chen Qingshan rolled his eyes, pointed at the breakfast on the stone table in the courtyard, and then took advantage of Gao Yan's meal to persuade him earnestly: "I see that you have a little Yingong Temple's aura on you, and your aura is weak...then Is the person around you making a wish in the Yingong Temple? Don’t blame me for not reminding you, the karma of the Yingong Temple is not easy to mess with, and you can’t take it off if it gets on. Anyway, I can’t help it. It’s best to take advantage of the wish before it comes true. Hurry up and go to the Yingong Temple to apologize, maybe you can save your life. You are foreigners, just like the yin marriages in the Yingong Temple, they will not hate you too much."

After drinking half a bowl of porridge, Gao Yan asked, "Why do you still wish to apologize?"

Chen Qingshan had been waiting for his words for a long time, and took out a handful of Buddhist incense and dozens of paper-bound gold ingots from behind him: "My collection has been hidden for decades, you understand? I have never been willing to use it. Now It is a loan to you, and I will return it when I have a chance... Take Buddhist incense and paper-made gold ingots to Yingong Temple, apologize sincerely, and then give gifts, at least it is my private money, and the ghosts in Yingong Temple have to give it to me no matter what To save face... the topic went off the rails, in short, it is short-handed and soft-mouthed, if you give something and take back your wish, then you don't have to fulfill your wish."

Gao Yan was suddenly curious: "Aren't you going to ask us what we asked for in Yingong Temple?"

Chen Qingshan: "It's either bamboo bone or paper, how can I not know?"

Gao Yan: "Since I know, why don't you let me ask for it? Those things are needed to make tower bones, aren't they?"

Chen Qingshan had no expression on his face: "Qingshan Town has long since run out of bamboo bones and paper, and no matter how many foreigners come, they will not be able to get them."

Gao Yan: "You know that's not the way to say--'as long as the paper and bones are complete, you can use anything instead'. You said this sentence, forgot?"

Chen Qingshan: "I did not forget what I said. They took a lot of paper and bones as substitutes, but none of them survived the fire, and they were all burned into coals."

Gao Yan's eyebrows twitched, and his eyes narrowed: "The seven coffins parked in Yizhuang, the paper made from the things in the coffins is not good?"

Chen Qingshan: "No."

Gao Yan pursed his lips, feeling a little shaken in his heart. Chen Qingshan's denial was equivalent to denying his previous guess that the special raw material of the non-burning paper was human skin, and that the things in the seven coffins in Yizhuang were manufactured before his death. The paper book is one of the raw materials used to make the tower bones of Youshenhui.

"I heard that the paper they made during their lifetime would not burn, and it is one of the main raw materials that provide all the tower bones in Qingshan Town."

Chen Qingshan said in a low voice: "When I was alive,

True, not anymore. "

Gao Yan: "Why?"

Chen Qingshan: "King Qingshan knows the raw material of that special paper, why would he want it?"

Gao Yan thought for a while and understood.

"Thank you for your private money, but it is not needed for the time being."

It means that he is still determined to seek death. Since he wants to seek death, Chen Qingshan will not stop him. He put away the private money he has saved for more than a hundred years, responded indifferently, and then left to be too lazy to talk to Gao Yan up.

Gao Yan called out to him: "We can't find the bamboo bones and paper, so you won't be able to complete the tower bones as scheduled, and you won't be able to complete the Wandering Gods Meeting on the 20th of the first lunar month. The fire at the gate of Qingshan Palace is still unavoidable. Tragedy and reincarnation repeat themselves—don't you really want to get rid of it?"

Chen Qingshan was impatient: "Isn't it good to live? You want to die all day long."

Gao Yan said softly, "If you don't die, you will be trapped in Qingshan Town forever, and you will be assimilated in a few years. It's no different from death."

Chen Qingshan choked, unable to stop Gao Yan's words, froze for a while, holding his breath in his heart, stomping heavily on his feet and angrily left.

Gao Yan was thoughtful: "It's quite interesting."

He finished his breakfast in a hurry and put the bowls and chopsticks back to their original place. Anyway, someone will come to collect them later. Then he hurried out and left Chen Qingshan's mansion.

As soon as Gao Yan went out, the seven tower bones hiding in the dark popped up one after another and whispered to each other, they were all discussing that the miser Chen Qingshan gave money from his private house in order to score twice, it was really gossip.

Yu Xiaojie and Juli Hualing had already prepared, and they were waiting for Gao Yan to meet up and leave for Yizhuang, where the seven coffins were parked, while Wang Xing and Zhao Huiyin were also waiting.

Wang Xing didn't go with them because he was going to take other players to patrol the city today. In two days' time, King Qingshan will make an unannounced visit, which is also the highlight of the Youshenhui.

The townspeople started the Wandering God's Club for a whole day from midnight in the morning, non-stop for 24 hours, and the Wandering God's Club needed a total of seven tower bones.

The raw materials for these seven tower bones are provided by the players. Players who cannot complete the task will be pushed into the fire and burned to death.

Wang Xing made two preparations. Gao Yan and the others went to Yizhuang to get bamboo bones and paper, and they took other players to look for other things that could replace bamboo bones and paper in the city.

"Actually, it's not that there are no alternatives, it's just that they will all burn in the end. The temperature of the fire is too high, even though the flames are completely suppressed by soot, in fact, everything burns automatically as soon as it is put on it, and people are no exception. And there is one thing, I guess you new players might not know—"

Wang Xing said with a serious face: "Someone needs to get into the tower bone and swim through the ten streets and nine alleys with the tower bone, and the candidate is the player, that is, the outsider in the eyes of the townspeople of Qingshan Town."

Hearing this, Gao Yan and the others were speechless, and Yu Xiaojie even laughed angrily: "How dare the townspeople of Qingshan Town treat foreigners as scapegoats whether they are alive or dead?"

It's frustrating, but it can't be helped.

"Don't worry, if the tower bone is really not fireproof, you can just jump out when you pass the fire. Most of the players who died before ran to Yizhuang and Yingong Temple to offend the evil spirits inside, and the rest were covered with tower bones I didn't have time to take it off and escape, and I either broke my neck or died of being burned by fire."

If there is an accident only with the tower bone, then just avoid it and take off the tower bone and run quickly before the accident arrives.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xing added: "I forgot to say that after putting on the tower bone, I can't control my actions, and I can't take off the tower bone. Only at the moment of dying can I have a chance to control my body. So my friend Ladies and gentlemen, you need to seize the opportunity to unleash the greatest potential within a second before death comes."

Yu Xiaojie: "?? There are no three words for a second in a man's dictionary."

Wang Xing's tone was serious: "Either die, or be quick."

Yu Xiaojie is heavier than him: "Life and dignity are always a pair of brothers and sisters."

Gao Yan and Juli Hualing turned and left expressionlessly, they didn't want to get involved in this pair of brothers and sisters involved in the red cordon below Tianlinggai.

Zhao Huiyin looked at the two with an indescribable expression on his face, then turned and left with disgust.

Yu Xiaojie: "...It seems that they don't care about speed at all."

Wang Xing was also surprised.

Gao Yan and Zhao Huiyin thought silently in their hearts, because of the word "one second" and caring about things like speed, could it be that they are evil?

Yu Xiaojie followed lonely.

The four of them walked through the downtown streets, and greeted the Taoist nun who released the lottery in the Nvgu Temple. The Taoist also greeted them with a smile and watched them leave.

After a long time, the Taoist nun withdrew her smiling face, stood there staring at the spot with a cold face for a moment, then turned and went back to the temple as usual every day, repeating the boring city life.

Gao Yan and the others came to the gate of Yizhuang, Zhao Huiyin asked curiously, "Aren't you going to Yingong Temple?"

Why did you come to Yizhuang?

Not only the townspeople of Qingshan Town know that there are seven coffins parked in Yizhuang, and the things in the coffins are extremely ferocious, but the players also know that they are ferocious. They are seven unjust souls killed by ghosts, with X 7 in strength and ferocity.

"A lot of players have been killed. Two of your players who came in have already been killed by the cooperation of Yingong Temple and Yizhuang."

Gao Yan: "We know, but we made a deal with them yesterday, and the deposit has been paid, so I stopped by today to discuss the finished product."

Zhao Huiyin: "Huh?"

He felt that every word Gao Yan said could be understood, but the combination was very puzzling.

Gao Yan: "Push the door and go in."

Yu Xiaojie pushed open the door, and the black cat in Juli Hualing ran in first to explore the way, and then the four of them went in and came to the center of the courtyard, where the cold wind blew on his face like a blunt knife cutting his face.

The black cat squatted three meters away from the seven thin coffins and did not move forward.

When the Chrysanthemum Flower Bell walked past it, it was conveniently tucked into its wide sleeves, and Zhao Huiyin realized when he saw it, "Onmyoji."

Yu Xiaojie: "She's still a witch, the eldest lady inherited from the family."

Juli Hualing: "Speak less and pay more attention. Didn't you notice that there is a thin coffin whose bottom bone is missing?" Hearing this, Yu Xiaojie and Zhao Huiyin looked up at the black lacquered coffins neatly arranged in the lobby. From left to right, no coffin bottom bone was found missing.

Zhao Huiyin asked in a low voice, "I can't see the bottom bone of the coffin."

The bottom bone of the coffin is the small piece in the middle of the bottom of the coffin, unless you lie on the ground or directly push the lid of the coffin to see if it is missing.

Juli Hualing: "My cat saw it."

Everyone suddenly realized, Gao Yan: "Which coffin?"

Juli Hualing: "The two coffins on the far left and the far right have been dismantled with a base bone about one meter long."

Zhao Huiyin: "What's going on? Who has the guts to tear down the bottom bone of the coffin?"

This is really a coffin board!

Gao Yan: "It seems that the ghosts in the Yingong Temple really came here to grab bamboo bones and paper."

Zhao Huiyin looked around and felt something was wrong. He asked, "Aside from making wishes in Yingong Temple, what did you do in Yizhuang?" Gao Yan said, "I made a business, a small business."

Zhao Huiyin: "For example?"

Gao Yan: "Buy paper from Yizhuang."

"It turned out to be buying paper—no, wait!" Zhao Huiyin was astonished: "You went to Yingong Temple to ask for bamboo bones... which means asking them for beams. Of course, they can't give them, so you backed away. The second thing is to take away the bottom bone of Yizhuang's coffin, and even the 'paper'. It just so happens that this 'paper' was bought by you in cooperation with Yizhuang..."

WOC! Awesome!

Gao Yan, he directly cast a shadow on the seven ghosts who died in vain in Yizhuang!

In the past, many players were entrapped by Yingong Temple and Yizhuang's seven coffins. Not to mention losing their lives, even their souls after death would be detained there. If Zhao Huiyin and Wang Xing hadn't spent a lot of money Rescue the player's soul and then transcend it, I am afraid that the final result will become a part of the beam.

In the entire Qingshan Town, the most sinister place is the Yingong Temple, followed by Qikou Coffin Yizhuang.

When it comes to the best bamboo bone for making the raw material of the pagoda bone, it is actually not the coffin bottom bone of the seven-mouth coffin in Yizhuang, but the shiny red beam in the Yingong Temple.

Players are afraid of Yingong Temple and Yizhuang, but they have nothing to do. They have to prevent old players from being unable to withstand the temptation and new players from becoming prey without knowing it.

Now, is it finally Yizhuang's turn to be cheated?

Although it wasn't the Yingong Temple that suffered the disaster, it still makes people feel inexplicably happy that the bottom bone of the coffin was dug up for the evil soul of Yizhuang!

Gao Yan motioned him to keep his voice down, and he didn't say anything about the plot they were about to make against Yingong Temple. He took out three sticks of incense sticks given to him by the Qingshan Palace Temple from his pocket, lit them and walked towards the thin coffin in the middle.

Three sticks of incense were inserted into the cracks of the coffin, and the white smoke curled up, blurring Gao Yan's eyebrows and eyes. Behind him was the antique lobby. If there were not seven coffins, the scene in front of him would be full of charm and very pleasing to the eye. .

Gao Yan knocked on the coffin board: "Is the 'paper' I ordered finished?"

The coffin boards did not move, and the three sticks of incense sticks were still inserted into the seams of the coffin to continue burning. The burning speed was a bit fast, and a large portion of the incense ash fell down. Gao Yan took a look at Xiang Hui, then looked away, and smiled.

"You can't pretend to be dead, I gave a deposit before, do you want to swallow it?"

Zhao Huiyin moved his lips and said in a low voice, "If they really want to steal it for themselves, there seems to be nothing we can do about it."

Yu Xiaojie: "There is really no way, but you don't have to say it."

Zhao Huiyin: "Okay."

Gao Yan: "There is no reputation in business, and there is no kindness in life." He stretched out his hand and pulled out the three sticks of incense sticks that had been inserted in the crack of the coffin, expressing his disappointment with Yizhuang: "I found Yizhuang after asking. I thought your stuff was good and your reputation should be good, but I didn’t expect it to be really disappointing.”

As soon as the word 'disappointment' came to an end, Gao Yan cut off the incense stick, threw the burning end on the ground, stepped on it with one foot, extinguished the flame and kneaded it into fine pieces along the way.

Throwing away the other half, Gao Yan said: "Forget it, let me do good deeds. Don't get back the previous deposit, just take it as a lesson for buying. I used to admire Yizhuang's papermaking technology, but now I buy it." If I don't get good 'paper', I won't pursue it."

Gao Yan stood still, and after he finished speaking, Yizhuang was so cold that the fallen leaves fell to the ground as if a loudspeaker had been placed. Then, he sighed softly, perfectly expressing his disappointment and regret in his tone.

It seems that he once placed high hopes on Yizhuang, as if he once looked forward to the 'paper' produced by Yizhuang so much, and how much he admired Yizhuang's papermaking technology.

This appearance coaxed Yu Xiaojie and the other three.

They stared blankly at Gao Yan walking out of the lobby, passing them towards the door, and passing by them could still hear Gao Yan whispering: "Go quickly, don't look back."

Hearing this, the three of Yu Xiaojie followed closely behind Gao Yan, walked out of the door, and closed the door behind them.

Phew——after Yu Xiaojie heaved a sigh of relief, he quickly turned his head and left

Ask Gao Yan: "Brother Yan, what are you doing next?"

Gao Yan: "Wait."

Juli Hualing was a little curious: "They didn't take the opportunity to kill us, but let us leave in front of them unharmed? Are they really guilty?"

Gao Yan: "The ghosts in the seven coffins were proud of the papermaking industry for generations. They are businessmen and craftsmen, and they value integrity and credibility. According to the previous rules, they couldn't deliver the goods within the agreed time. Not only will you lose money, but you will also lose hundreds of years of reputation."

Before Yizhuang got the special recipe for papermaking, he was also a businessman who has passed down several generations of papermaking origin, so the reputation and rules he should have are engraved in his bones, and he will not forget them after his death.

Since Gao Yan and the others didn't have an accident yesterday, the transaction will continue. Now that Yizhuang has missed the appointment, they are probably suffering from the "loss of credibility" now, and suddenly forgot to take the opportunity to kill the player.

Gao Yan: "If the transaction is completed, they may attack us before we leave the yard. But now they are the ones who missed the appointment. It is too painful for businessmen who have kept their integrity for generations. They don't care about us now, and they should be full of thoughts. I hate the ghosts in the Yingong Temple."

Juli Hualing added: "Before he was alive, he was framed by Yingong Temple, and after his death, his reputation was still damaged. The old hatred was added to the new hatred. Now we only need to pour some oil and put some sparks to ignite a raging fire."

Gao Yan nodded: "That's right."

Zhao Huiyin: "How to do it? If I can help, it's okay to add firewood and fire."

Gao Yan lowered his eyes: "There is a time when you add firewood to the fire."

He took out a dilapidated notebook from his pocket, flipped through the blank pages and took out a ballpoint pen to add a line of writing on it. After Gao Yan finished writing, he checked it again to make sure there was no problem before closing it and putting it back.

Yu Xiaojie: "Notebook or diary?"

It looks like an old and ordinary notebook, with a yellowed cover and some broken corners, but the things Gao Yan took out will not be useless.

Zhao Huiyin also felt that this was not an ordinary notebook, but he had never experienced the promotion field with long braids, so he couldn't recognize it.

Juli Hualing recognized it, "The diary with long braids."

Gao Yan: "Have you seen it?"

Juli Hualing nodded: "I wanted to take it away, but it was too late. I was hunted down just after reading the diary, and lost it in a hurry. I didn't expect it to be taken by you. I guessed it was a prop, Sure enough."

Gao Yan: "That's what I missed. A diary with long braids, you can use it to control species that are more powerful than you, no limit to species."

Juli Hualing: "No side effects?"

She didn't think that the diary with long braids had such heaven-defying functions without paying any price.

Gao Yan: "If you pull hatred, the value of hatred will double. If the controlled species finds out the truth, the double hatred value will be directly locked, and you will never die."

Juli Hualing: "It's also a tiankeng."

The metaphor is too vivid, garbage game.

Gao Yan sighed, and then said: "I guided the evil spirits in the seven coffins in Yizhuang to the Yingong Temple. They shouldn't be able to find out the truth, but they definitely don't look good when they see me. So Now it's your turn to shine, you should know how to do it, right?"

Juli Hualing reacted quickly: "My shikigami can help bring a courier."

Zhao Huiyin: "No one understands the art of language better than me."

Yu Xiaojie: "I'm the best at sowing discord."

Gao Yan said softly, "Then act."

Because Gao Yan wrote the sentence to drive the evil spirit of Yizhuang in the long-braided diary, even though the truth was not discovered, the evil spirit of Yizhuang would involuntarily feel disgusted when he saw him.

Therefore, Gao Yan did not show up.

Yu Xiaojie and Zhao Huiyin took a few sticks of incense sticks and went to Yizhuang again. After some clever persuasion and stimulation, they successfully detonated the strong hatred and revenge psychology of the ghosts of Yizhuang towards Yingong Temple.

There are more than one hundred ghosts in Yingong Temple, and only seven evil spirits in Yizhuang. Even if you get angry again, you will not lose your mind and be upright. The main reason is that Yu Xiaojie and Zhao Huiyin 'accidentally' exposed their wishing in the Yingong Temple when they sang together, and the content of the wish was still bamboo bones and paper.

The evil spirits of Yizhuang immediately understood that they were cut off by people!

Originally, the 'paper' was obtained through cooperation with Yingong Temple, but in a blink of an eye, those shameless gangs went out and recruited them, and even removed the bottom bones of the coffins of their two children.

The revenge of killing one's life is nothing more than the case, not to mention that the two sides really have revenge of killing one's life.

At this time, the sentence Gao Yan wrote in the diary with long braids came into play.

The seven ghosts in Yizhuang completely lost their minds, gnashing their teeth and forcing Yu Xiaojie and Zhao Huiyin to bring them into the Yingong Temple. They wanted revenge!

Yu Xiaojie and Zhao Huiyin were "forced" to contact Juli Hualing after some "bitch" resistance was ineffective, and asked her to invite shikigami to put the bones of the seven ghosts of Yizhuang into a coffin , and then carried it to the gate of Yingong Temple.

The gate of Yingong Temple opened, and Yu Xiaojie pushed the coffin in.

Gao Yan told him: "Find the right time and escape immediately. The bamboo bones and paper inside are not important, so you don't need to take them. When they are fighting, escape quickly, otherwise we will have to go in and fish you out."

Yu Xiaojie: "No problem, no one can compare to me when it comes to running away."

Gao Yan: "Go in."

Yu Xiaojie pushed the coffin into the Yingong Temple, the black door was slowly closed in front of the other three people, and there was a heavy sound.

Heavy muffled sound.

Juli Hualing narrowed her eyes: "You just said that bamboo bones and paper are not important, you mean it sincerely."

Gao Yan: "Otherwise?"

Juli Hualing: "I mean, maybe bamboo bones and paper are not important, and that is not the main condition for customs clearance... even before the 'repeated reincarnation' situation has not occurred."

Gao Yan smiled: "You are very careful."

Juli Hualing: "Thank you for the compliment."

This proved that her guess was correct.

Gao Yan asked Zhao Huiyin again: "Before us, did anyone get the bamboo bone and paper at the same time?"

Zhao Huiyin: "No."

Gao Yan: "So you also think that if you get real bamboo bones and paper at the same time, you can make tower bones that won't be burned in a fire?"

Zhao Huiyin: "Everyone in Qingshan Town thinks so, they are guiding the players. Brother Wang Xing said that their group of players, the earliest information was asked by the esoteric player, but the raw material for papermaking is 'human skin', The 'human skin' of the townspeople in Qingshan Town cannot be used unless it is the player's. Of course, the player cannot be skinned alive. It was Wang Xingge's suggestion that other skins can be used instead, as long as they use some props or run in time when passing through the fire. Just come out."

"The result is what you see now. The 'paper' made from those 'skins' is inferior paper and cannot pass through the fire."

Gao Yan murmured: "The player who first proposed that the raw material for papermaking is 'human skin' is the Tantric player? Do you believe it too?"

Zhao Huiyin: "Believe it or not is not important anymore. Even if we find all the raw materials, we still can't pass the level. So we will find the players in time and tell them these things. We will help them as much as we can, but some players still don't believe us. Send to death."

What he didn't say was that the two players who broke into Yingong Temple the day before yesterday and were lured into Yizhuang and died were typical examples of not listening to advice.

Gao Yan: "It's true."

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