I was an alchemist in those years

Early the next morning, Gu Anqi and Gu Liancheng came to see us off, Ye Qingyu followed Xu Fu to practice in seclusion, and Yue Leiting and Lan Qing stayed under the Heavenly King Tower to guard Yue Qianling. When it comes to opponents and enemies, perhaps only when it comes to Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum is everything really dusty.

At the gate of Longhu Mountain, I saw Gu Xiaotian, sitting alone on the rock, only a few days later, he has aged too much, I even found that he is a little unsteady when walking now, I can't help but feel that he is walking on him. I can't see the previous domineering, in my eyes he is just an ordinary old man.

He came empty-handed, and I didn't see the two cloth bags he had been carrying with him all the time. They were things he would never leave his hands, and they were also a testimony of his identity and past. It could be seen that he had really put them down. Going to Nether Gu Xiaotian has nothing to worry about.

We have interacted too much with Gu Xiaotian, but now Xiao Lianshan seems to have forgotten all kinds of people he used to be. He is nothing but an old man, and he even walks slowly and laboriously. He is left alone and looks at me. There is some inexplicable sadness.

Xiao Lianshan finally couldn't hold it back, he retreated back and tried to support Gu Xiaotian to go, it was too late for me to stop, just as I thought, Xiao Lianshan was pushed away decisively by Gu Xiaotian, he is a person who refuses to admit defeat, even if Even crawling would not accept help from others. I knew very well in my heart that for a proud person like him, pity and sympathy for him would be humble charity in the eyes of Gu Xiaotian, which would be a humiliation and mockery to him.

Fortunately, Xiao Lianshan had a straightforward face, in his eyes he could only see pure kindness, Gu Xiaotian still waved his hands weakly, and only replied one sentence, I'm not too useless to be supported by others.

I let Xiao Lianshan come back, I can't give him anything anymore, if there is any more, I just hope to let his remaining pride continue, it is not indifference, it is another kind of respect for heroes.

We deliberately slowed down our pace, not wanting to let Gu Xiaotian's last trace of arrogance wear off and succumb to the distance between us. The journey from Longhu Mountain to Fengyang is only more than ten days away, and we have been in Jinling for almost half a month. Fengyang is not far from Jinling, Wen Zhuo said that he would go to Jinling first.

The ancient capitals of the Six Dynasties left people with the prosperity of luxury and gold, but not everything is full of glitz. For example, the place Wen Zhuo is taking us to now is on a very biased hill in the northern suburbs of Jinling. Wen Zhuo said that The mountain has a name, it is called Dushan, but I believe that not many people know the name of this mountain. In fact, almost no one who comes here has seen one.

Rather than calling it a mountain, this Dushan might as well be called a hill. The only thing I feel when I come here is desolation, a kind of deserted and lonely desolation. I think the name of this Dushan is really appropriate. A tree, even the grass is hard to see, a dilapidated place, from the perspective of geomantic omen, the mountains and rivers here are ruthless, the wind is blowing away, and the single peak is like a sword soaring into the sky, with no shade everywhere. The place of refuge, where yang qi is difficult to enter and yin qi is not sparse, no matter how you look at it, it is a dangerous place.

And there is actually a temple in such a place, Wen Zhuo took us to stop in front of the temple gate, I looked up and saw three big black characters on the old temple plaque, Shangong Temple.

This is a Taoist temple. It stands to reason that you should choose a place with unique geomantic omen, but the temple was built in such a place where Yin and Yang are not in harmony. When you come here, you can feel the strong evil spirit and lingering spirit. Yin Qi.

Wen Zhuo looked back at us, his face became serious, and he didn't say much, he said in an emphatic tone, try to let him talk after entering, it's best not to open your mouth, don't ask anything, don't say anything.

I looked around again. There are lonely mountains, broken waters and strange rocks. Taoists would never build temples in such a place. This is clearly a place for gathering shade. I have never met a single pilgrim, and it was already night when I arrived here, and the night wind was blowing, and I felt extremely cold, and I frowned.

"How do you know about such a place?"

"You forgot, I need a guide every time I reincarnate, and I can only get this thing after death. I'm cheating, how can I do it without some connections." Wen Zhuo replied very calmly.

Waiting for him to push open the temple door, we followed in. It was still depressed and decadent. The plane trees on both sides of the temple were colorful, and the ground was full of dead leaves that had not been cleaned. Ordinary temples have patios, and the roofs are high, so that the sun can shine. Entering the entire temple space creates a bright and solemn feeling. Traditionally, Taoism believes that odd numbers are positive numbers, so it is true that the number of steps and window lattices in traditional temples are odd numbers.

And this temple not only has no patio, but also has a low roof. Although it is night, it is not difficult to see from the layout that even if the sun is shining brightly, it is difficult for the sun to shine into the temple. Eerie feeling.

There was a dim light in the west chamber of the temple, which looked very strange in this dead temple, even a courageous person like Xiao Lianshan, who had been looking around tremblingly since he came in, Wen Zhuo walked towards the place where the light was on.

It seems that this is not the first time for him to come here. He is familiar with the road in this temple. Even in such a dark night, we did not see him hesitate at all, and we followed behind him.

The light came from a side hall. We stood at the door, and under the light, we only saw the back of a man in white. The light elongated the shadow of that man, and it spread all the way to the outside of the hall. We were all covered by that shadow. .

If it weren't for Xiao Lianshan's shocked voice, that person might not have known that we were standing outside. In the dim light, a skull was held in his hand, and the flickering fire light shone on it. The split jaw seems to be grinning at us.

Not only Xiao Lianshan, but now even I feel a little creepy, how can a normal person hold a dead person's head in his hand, and seeing that person's actions, he seems to have become accustomed to it.

Wen Zhuo stood at the front, I couldn't see his expression, but I noticed that his fingers tapped rhythmically around his legs. I have known Wen Zhuo for a long time. It only shows up when you're nervous.

We were clearly standing outside the hall, but the man just turned his head to the side without even turning his face, and then buried his head down again, as if in the eyes of that man, we were far less important than the dead bones in his hands.

Wen Zhuo hesitated for a moment and walked in, I followed behind him, and as soon as I entered, I could smell the damp and wet air, the dim lights could not illuminate the whole side hall, most of the places were dark beyond the reach of eyes.

The man suddenly handed over the head in his hand, as if he knew who was standing behind him, Wen Zhuo's reaction was beyond my expectation, he received it without the slightest hesitation. After being stained with water, he wiped his head in his hands with a respectful expression, slowly and carefully, and it was obvious that this was not the first time he had done such a thing.

When Wen Zhuo came in, he told us not to talk too much. We stood aside silently, watching him do this extremely weird thing. Xiao Lianshan couldn't help poking his head out of curiosity beside me. In the gap between them, we could clearly see a corpse placed on a bamboo mat, including the head, hand bones, ribs and lower limbs. We watched Wen Zhuo and the man clean up the corpse in silence.

Their cooperation seems to be very tacit, I don't see any fear in Wen Zhuo's eyes, he is very humble, and Xiao Lianshan can't stop wriggling his Adam's apple by my side. In fact, anyone who comes here, saying that they are not afraid is a lie.

Xiao Lianshan moved his body and accidentally touched the wooden board behind him. Something fell on the ground. The bang sound broke the tacit silence between Wen Zhuo and that person. Xiao Lianshan crouched down to pick it up. Unclear, it wasn't until Xiao Lianshan stood up, with the help of the faint light, that he realized that what he picked up from the ground was actually a head.

It should be a corpse that had been buried in the ground for many years. The flesh on the head had rotted away and only a skull was left, which was held in Xiao Lianshan's hands, staring straight at him with deep and hollow eye sockets. Xiao Lianshan's instinctive reaction was surprise , I wanted to throw the skull in my hand, but I held it down.

Wen Zhuo had already lit the incense in the side hall, Xiao Lianshan squirmed the corners of his mouth, I held his hand and felt extremely cold, the fire illuminated the whole side hall, Xiao Lianshan slowly turned his stiff head, we stood among countless corpses , most of them still have this soil left on them, and it looks like they were dug out of a coffin that had just been dug out of the ground.

Xiao Lianshan's face was pale, Wen Zhuo didn't even care, but handed over a white cloth, pointed at Qingshui next to him and said seriously.

"Since you're here, don't be idle and help clean up these corpses."

Xiao Lianshan was stunned for a long time and didn't move. It was Gu Xiaotian who walked up. He didn't even ask the reason. He took the white cloth and walked to the corner of the side hall, and began to clean it seriously, speaking in a low voice.

"There is nothing to be afraid of the dead. The dead will not harm you. The living are far more terrifying than the dead."

Having said that, after all, Xiao Lianshan has never experienced such a thing. Even if he has been on the battlefield, no matter how many dead bodies are there, they still look like a person, but now the house is full of bones. Seeing Xiao Lianshan shudder, he timidly asked in a low voice in my ear.

"Brother, this... What kind of temple is this? How can there be such a temple?"

"This is the Temple of Yin, a place where people make deals with the dead." I took a deep breath, picked up a white cloth and squatted next to a corpse and replied.