Urban Witcher

Ye Xiaomeng listened to this cloudy explanation, although she didn't understand it very well, she felt it was very profound, looked at him with admiring eyes, and said: "Brother Shaoyang, you know a lot."

Ye Shaoyang looked at the sky at a forty-five degree angle and smiled slightly. It is still best to find a sense of presence in front of beginners of this kind of magic. At least they know a little bit of the basics.

The two sat side by side under the rock, overlooking the valley, chatting. Basically, Ye Xiaomeng asked, Ye Shaoyang answered, and then she talked to herself about her situation.

It was only then that Ye Shaoyang learned that she was majoring in archeology in Shanghai. This year, she was a sophomore, and there was nothing to talk about. Ye Xiaomeng talked about how she participated in the excavation of an ancient tomb with her mentor in the first half of the year, how she encountered zombies, Then how to use spells to win thrillingly...

"By the way, Brother Shaoyang, how many generations are we related by blood?" Ye Xiaomeng asked, holding Ye Shaoyang's arm.

Ye Shaoyang was listening to her talk about her experience of catching ghosts, when she suddenly said something like this, she was stunned for a moment and said, "I don't know, I went up to the mountain to become a Taoist priest when I was five years old, and I don't even know any of my relatives, so I don't know."

Ye Xiaomeng counted with her fingers: "Then I'll do the math. I heard from my dad that his grandfather and your great-grandfather are brothers, and he and your grandfather are cousins. They are two generations. Come to us... Oh, exactly three generations."

"Oh, that's pretty close." Ye Shaoyang didn't expect the two families to be so close in blood. No wonder grandpa would pass on the patriarch status to Ye Bo, and smiled at her, "I didn't expect that I am your serious son. elder brother."

Ye Xiaomeng sighed silently.

Stay until dark, although it is summer, but the wind on the top of the mountain is still a bit cold. Ye Shaoyang was hesitating whether to show off his style and take off his only shirt for her to wear, but then he would be shirtless, wouldn't he be a bit rascal, and in case someone saw it, it would be a bit confusing, the key is the two of them Close relatives, I don't know if the family has a tradition of dipping in a pig cage for this kind of thing...

Just as I was thinking wildly, suddenly there was a sound of running water behind me, getting louder and louder.

Where is the water coming from?

Ye Shaoyang got up hurriedly, took out the flashlight from his bag and turned it on, followed the sound of the water to find it, and when he came to the well, he was shocked:

The water level in the well has actually risen to less than a dozen centimeters from the side of the well. There is a gap at the side of the well, which is probably used to draw water back then. Water is gurgling out, flowing down the mountain along the dry stream. go.

"What's going on here?" Ye Xiaomeng said, stretching his hand into the stream, wanting to hold up a handful of it to observe, but as soon as his fingers went in, they immediately turned into bones, screamed in fright, pulled it out to have a look, and immediately returned It returned to its original state, but the skin was red and a little sore.

Ye Shaoyang took out a handful of glutinous rice from the bag, held her hand with both hands, and rubbed it vigorously, the glutinous rice immediately turned yellow and sizzled.

Ye Xiaomeng looked away from her hand and looked up at Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang rubbed for a while, looked at her and said, "How is it, does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Ye Xiaomeng looked away, looked at the stream and said, "What's going on?"

Ye Shaoyang squatted down, took a little water with his palm, tasted it in his mouth, frowned and said: "This is Wangchuan water, before the soul reincarnates, if there is greed, hatred and obsession, and you don't want to be reincarnated, you should go in and take a bath. It can wash away dust and thoughts, and living people can't touch it."

"Then...how are you okay?"

"I'm a celestial master. If I have something to do, I'll be in trouble." Ye Shaoyang looked at the well with a solemn expression, and murmured, "Is there still a gap between the bottom of this well? How did the water from Wangchuan come up?" He knew the reason, but he had already realized that things were very troublesome, very troublesome.

A sound of suona playing came from the depths of the valley, and the two of them glanced at each other: It's the night in the wilderness, who came here to play the suona?

Ye Shaoyang quickly came to the edge of the cliff, looked towards the valley, and was stunned: at some point in the valley, dark green lanterns lit up, and there were one every ten meters away, along the direction of the valley. As it continues, new lanterns continue to light up.

Ye Shaoyang suddenly remembered the ghost lantern that appeared in the sky during the day and broke his spell, and he was panicked, and said to Ye Xiaomeng, "I want to go down and have a look. If anything happens later, follow me closely. If I can't stand it anymore, if I tell you to run, you should run quickly."

The two walked down the stone steps all the way down the mountain. Before reaching the foot of the mountain, they saw two black shadows walking up, stopping from time to time, and then a lantern was lit.

With the green light of the lantern, Ye Shaoyang saw two young men dressed as villagers, one left and one right, after walking for a while, he put his hand into his stomach, took out something like a balloon, breathed on it, and the green light lit up, Hanging from a tree branch by the road.

It was the first time for Ye Xiaomeng to encounter such a weird thing, she couldn't help but grabbed Ye Shaoyang's arm in fear, and said softly: "These two are ghosts, what are they doing?"

"It's really only a ghost who knows." Ye Shaoyang turned and walked down the stone steps, saying: "We are here to observe the situation, so don't conflict, let's go around."

So he took Ye Xiaomeng, walked down the mountain from the grass, walked far into the valley, and came to the position of the stele. Ye Shaoyang saw many figures in front of him, and motioned Ye Xiaomeng to squat down, hide in the grass, and look towards the opposite side.

With the green light of the ghost lantern, you can see people walking around in the valley, coming to the side of the stream, squatting down one by one, lying on the side of the stream like animals drinking water, greedily sucking the water , making a rattling sound.

This scene was much more frightening than ghosts hanging lanterns, Ye Shaoyang felt Ye Xiaomeng grasping his arm, and said softly: "Brother Shaoyang..."

Ye Shaoyang knew what she wanted to ask, and said: "After the Wangchuan water is washed by the ghosts, it leaves resentment. If a ghost drinks it, it will increase the cultivation base, but the resentment will also deepen, and it is difficult to get rid of it. These ghosts... are drinking. Forget about practicing in rivers and rivers."

"This... so many ghosts, where did they come from? Could it be Yjian?"

Ye Shaoyang shook his head, "The ghosts in the Y room basically have no possibility of returning their yang. Even if they come back to their souls or visit relatives, it is impossible to come so many at one time." Looking carefully at the past, I found that the clothes of these ghosts were the same as those of living people. A bit rustic, dressed for rural work, suddenly thought of a possibility: Could it be that all the dead people nearby, the ghosts didn't go to the Y room, they all stayed here? Why are there so many?

Suddenly feeling the wind blowing in the back of his head, Ye Shaoyang hurriedly grabbed Ye Xiaomeng, and dodged, only to see a shadow flash in front of him, a ghost rushed towards his position just now, and when he failed, he turned around and rushed towards him.