Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 625 Three Ghosts
Lin Xiaoyu quickly found information about the bridge designer.

Coincidentally, he still lives in Binhai now, but he is nearly seventy years old, and everyone calls him Lao Yu.

Lin Xiaoyu called this old Yu to explain his purpose, and old Yu sighed: "I knew that someone would come to me about this bridge.

In order not to scare my wife, you can meet me at the gazebo in Central Park. "

After Lin Xiaoyu hung up the phone, he drove the three of them to the gazebo in Central Park.

In fact, the central park itself is not far from the bridge, and the pavilion was built by a gentry in the Qing Dynasty. Fortunately, there were few wars in this area, and it was preserved. A slightly fat man in trousers and leather shoes stood inside and did Tai Chi.

Taking a closer look, this man is quite official, with a round face and big ears, a full sky, a generous man, and an elderly man with a slightly protruding belly. He should be Lao Yu.

Lin Xiaoyu went over and called out Mr. Yu respectfully, but the old man smiled heartily: "You should call me Mr. Yu. Call me Mr. Yu. It always feels like someone is reminding me that I am already an old man."

"You are nearly seventy years old, and you are still so energetic and not old at all." Lin Xiaoyu complimented.

"Haha, don't gossip, I know that you must want to know about the bridge when you come here.

You can ask questions now. "

Lao Yu was straight to the point, and Ye Feng didn't like to go around, and asked directly: "When the construction of that bridge started, was there a bridge sacrifice?"

"Of course I know this, although we materialists naturally dismiss this set of etiquette.

However, the construction workers are very particular. They say that to open roads in mountains and build bridges in rivers, they must prepare sacrifices for the mountain god He Bo. Otherwise, the construction will be difficult and there will be many troubles. Just turn a blind eye and close your eyes, let them go.

As long as you don't make it too public, or the higher-ups will blame us for engaging in superstitious feudal activities.

They prepared a lot of sacrificial offerings, and they burned incense and prayed at the bridgehead, saying that they did not break ground on the river to make a living, and said that the god of the bridge, the river Bo, is not strange.

I don't think that's going to help. "Old Yu said with a smile.

"What's your attitude towards ghosts and gods?" Ye Feng suddenly changed the topic.

"Awed but not superstitious." Lao Yu replied.

Ye Feng nodded. This is a normal view of belief, so there should be gaps.

Because if Lao Yu replied that he didn't believe it at all, then the Nanyang wizard's matter probably had nothing to do with him at all.

If he answered yes, then if the Nanyang wizard came here to say something, I am afraid he would have done it.

Lao Yu's answer proves that if something bad happens, Lao Yu will probably listen to some Nanyang wizards and choose to borrow the power of ghosts and gods.

Before Ye Feng could ask the next question, Lao Yu spoke first: "You also discovered the abnormality of that bridge?"

"Oh?" Ye Feng pretended to shake his head when he heard that there was something to dig out: "It's not clear yet, we just stood there for a while, and didn't feel anything unusual.

It's just that the rumors keep spreading, so I asked you to confirm it. "

That old Yu's face suddenly became serious: "You know, there are sidewalks on both sides of this bridge, the effective width is 26 meters, two-way four-lane, and the design speed is 60 kilometers per hour.

I live on Yanjiang Road next to the bridge. I like to stroll on the bridge before nightfall when I have nothing to do. First, I come to exercise, and second, I also want to see the bridge I participated in the construction of. People, I miss the past very much when I get old.

Two weeks before the closure of the bridge, I walked slowly while holding on to the marble handrails beside the bridge. At that time, it was already past the peak hours of work, and there were a lot fewer cars. The surface is much quieter, and so is the river under the bridge. The main bridge of this bridge is about tens of meters away, but the river surface is very beautiful from the top down.

But when I walked over that day, I suddenly felt that the bridge shook slightly, quite slightly, but I am a person with a very sensitive sense. I stood in place and waited for a while, and I did feel this way.

Then, I heard a clicking sound, like a pile of pebbles and sand being stirred in a mixer, which made me very puzzled. This bridge was completed under my design supervision.

Although I can't say that I'm an outstanding person, at least what I've accomplished can make people feel at ease. Besides, if there is any mistake in this thing, it will cost my head and involve many people.

But this sound became louder and louder, which made me feel a little panicked. I soon contacted the maintenance personnel of the bridge, but after the inspection, they said that the bridge body was very strong and there was no abnormality at all, so I was relieved.

But not long after, a driver said that he often saw a few people walking on the bridge with their backs bowed and their heads down holding hands.

In addition, it is always after nightfall. Although many beautiful street lights have been placed on the bridge due to the lighting project, this has caused a lot of pressure on the drivers.

As many people have emphasized that they have indeed encountered such a strange thing, they would rather detour than cross the bridge, or only dare to cross the bridge during the day. You must know that the income of the bridge comes from the toll stations. The income has been greatly reduced these days, and many vehicles It is not a good thing to cross the bridge at the same time.

Therefore, I communicated with the above and simply closed the bridge, but after a series of inspections, there are still no problems.

I was waiting to see if someone would come to me, but I didn't expect that it would be you who came to me first.

Little friend, you are not a policeman, are you? "

That old Yu looked at Ye Feng and said.

Ye Feng nodded, "Maoshan Tianshi Fengweizi, you can call me Ye Feng."

"Oh, it turned out to be Tianshi Ye, sorry." Lao Yu actually had a fight with Ye Feng.

Ye Feng frowned: "Do you believe it?"

"I'm a materialist, but I just fear ghosts and gods. I still understand some basic etiquette." Lao Yu said with a wave of his hand.

"Since you said that would happen at night, I'll go to that bridge to have a look at night." Ye Feng said, but he still looked into Lao Yu's eyes and asked, "Do you know Nanyang wizard?"

"I know something." Lao Yu's face was very calm, "I knew you would ask this, back then, when the Bridge Festival was held, there was indeed a young man about your age who was there.

His accent was very heavy at the time, and he heard that he was from Nanyang. He said that such a simple bridge sacrifice would not be able to appease the people below. It must be a real living sacrifice.

We all chose not to believe in superstition, let alone kill a living person, so we blasted him away at that time. "

"Did anyone die when the bridge was built?"

Speaking of this, Lao Yu was silent for a while: "Of course he is dead.

With such a large project, there must be some accidental casualties. "

Ye Feng nodded and said yes.

"Be careful at night.

If you have any questions, you can contact me anytime. "

After watching Lao Yu leave, everyone sat in the gazebo and waited for the night.

"Things are not that simple. No matter what the Nanyang wizard said is true or not, I always feel that it is impossible for him to do nothing after being blasted away." Ye Feng murmured.

Zhuge Ming agreed: "Check it out slowly, follow the clues."

The winter night came quickly, and it got dark after a while, and Ye Feng led the crowd onto the bridge.

It shouldn't be too late for Lao Yu to exercise at night. It's exactly eight or nine o'clock, and Ye Feng walked on the bridge and opened his third-grade transfer.

Walking up, I felt that the air on this bridge was very oppressive, as if I was in an isolated room, and every breath of air was very strenuous, and my lungs were working hard like a high-power exhaust fan.

Ye Feng closed his eyes, put his hand on the handrail of the bridge, and felt it.

He felt that the bridge was indeed trembling slightly, and the trembling frequency was very high, like a person struggling to breathe, constantly undulating.

And with the concentration of perception, this feeling becomes more and more violent.

"Little rascal! Look ahead!" Lin Xiaoyu exclaimed.

Ye Feng opened his eyes, and sure enough, he saw three shadowy figures floating slowly in front of him, just like wandering gods on a bridge, floating aimlessly.

Ye Feng didn't hesitate, and rushed towards the three people with one step. As a result, the moment Ye Feng reached them, the three people formed a triangle and stood around Ye Feng's body, and at the same time, surging Yin Qi burst out.

"Small tricks." Ye Feng snorted coldly, grabbed three five emperor coins in his hand and nailed them under his feet in an instant, corresponding to the positions of the three wandering gods, and then activated the spell: "Turn the sky to see the elephant, turn five emperor coins!"

The three five-emperor coins instantly shot out golden light to resist the evil energy of the three ghosts, and then Ye Feng formed a "soul-grabbing talisman" with the power of the yellow talisman, directly grabbed a man's neck, and It was pressed to the ground.

The two ghosts saw this and knew that they had encountered a difficult situation, so they turned around and fled.

Although Zhuge Ming was a little weak due to the release of the Shuzang Land, it was no problem to catch a few ghosts. He passed by Ye Feng with a "swish", trying to catch the remaining two ghosts.

"Zhuge, it's not necessary, it's still useful to keep those two." Ye Feng said, then pulled out a chasing talisman, wiped it on the ghost under him, and then threw it to the sky: "Go and see that Where did the two ghosts escape to?"

"Okay." Zhuge Ming responded and rushed out.

Ye Feng pulled out a cinnabar thread and tied the ghost's hands. The ghost trembled tremblingly and shouted for the mage to spare his life, the mage to spare his life.

"Tell me, why are you wandering on this bridge instead of going to the underworld to report!" Ye Feng asked sharply, and began to interrogate ghosts.

(End of this chapter)