thump!

thump!

thump!

The cold and cold water came from all directions and poured into Lan Hui's mouth and nostrils. His hands and feet were scattered randomly, and suddenly he was pulled up by a strong force, and his head slammed out of the water. Then he patted his back with force. Lan Hui spit out the water from his outlet, shook his head and squirted it hard to cough.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he could not see Zhang Ping, who was holding his armpits to help him float on the water, was stunned, shook his head, blinked, and couldn't help but let out a whistle.

Star!

The eyes are full of fluorescent green, flickering little by little, reflecting with the water, brilliant and colorful. I suspect that this is in the sky, and it is like the Milky Way falling into the mortal world.

Lan Hui turned around and looked at the top of his head, unable to help but raise his hand, and Zhang Ping blew heavily to the star closest to him: "Don't touch it."

The star plunged into the water and died.

Qi Tan, who was holding in Zhang Ping's other hand, frowned: "What are these?"

Zhang Ping said: "Phospital fire. Blow it, fan it, don't let it touch it." He blew, holding Lan Hui and Qi Tan's water that was wading into his chest, and a series of sparks fell one after another.

Lan Hui was very confused and wanted to ask again. At what time the stars rushed towards his face, and Zhang Ping blew away for him. He quickly blew the air. Suddenly, two red lights appeared far ahead.

Dahong was suspended in the green spots without moving, Lan Hui couldn't help but silence: "Who is calling lanterns over there?"

Qi Tan snorted: "Don't be the eyeballs of somebody."

Lan Hui had two cold wars, and Zhang Ping blew away a few more green lights: "It's a lantern."

The green light sank into the water. Lan Hui shrank her neck, her teeth still couldn't stop fighting, and her body suddenly touched the hard stone wall. The shore, and it arrived.

Zhang Ping first hugged Lan Hui onto the stone edge, and then asked Qi Tan to send him to Qi Tan. The stone edge was extremely cold. Lan Hui shivered a few times. Zhang Ping took off Qi Tan's wet robe, and Qi Tan scolded: "Bold, why are you so rude!"

Zhang Ping said: "It's cold here, and wet clothes are prone to illness."

Qi Tan said coldly: "How can I not know about this kind of thing? I will take off my wet clothes." He threw off his wet robe, and Zhang Ping silently rolled up his robe and said no more.

The robe that Lan Hui had wrapped before fell into the water just now disappeared. She covered her only remaining shorts and whispered: "I won't take it off, okay?"

Qi Tanyi pressed his hands on the waist of his pants, and Zhang Ping nodded.

Lan Hui breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that this place seemed like a big ice cellar. The cold air penetrated into the flesh and the soles of her feet seemed to be stepping on the ice. He kept moving his feet, and his bones clattered. Zhang Ping pointed at him and Qi Tan rubbed his hands and rubbed his body and slapped them. Lan Hui did as he said, trembling unstoppable. Qi Tan looked tense and stomped his feet hard, but the sound of his teeth hitting was no less than Lan Hui.

While shaking, they continued to exhale and blew away a few green lights. Lan Hui couldn't help but ask again: "Why are there these phosphorus fires here? Why do they seem to follow us?"

Qi Tan sneered: "Have you ever read it in the book? Phosphorus is very flammable. If it is added, it will be filled with air. You should have read juggling? Those who are getting angry in their mouths and hands are just used. What's the point of making a fuss about?"

Lan Hui bulged her cheeks: "I asked why there are these here and what is the purpose of it."

Qi Tan laughed twice, but stopped talking. Zhang Ping blew a cluster of green light: "Below the hole we fell, there is a net, and these phosphorus letters are spread above."

Qi Tan nodded: "No, then when we fell down, we broke the net and brought up the wind again. These things happened, do you understand?"

Lan Hui blew two green spots away: "But why do you need to do these?"

Qi Tan laughed twice again, and Zhang Ping said: "There is phosphorus in the bones of humans and animals, so this fire is often seen in wasteland tombs, especially in summer nights. People often call this ghost fire."

The word "Ghost Fire" was spit out, and there was an echo around her. Lan Hui couldn't help but tremble for a moment. Qi Tan said, "It's just for scaring the timid!"

Lan Hui followed Zhang Ping silently and walked towards the two red lights.

The ground under my feet was cold and uneven, as if it were paved with bricks. The red light gradually approached and became clear. It was really two lanterns, covered with red yarn, hanging on both sides of a door.

The door is the moon gate. It is like a secluded courtyard or the entrance of a villa in the garden of someone's mansion. The two doors are closed tightly, and I touched it. The door panel is stone, but it looks very much like wood, with texture, embedded with a pair of copper door cymbals on the edge of a cirrus cloud, and two copper rings are hung.

Lan Hui looked up at the lantern with her neck. Zhang Ping raised his hand and took off one, picked up the wick inside, causing the flames to burn towards the wall of the lantern. Lan Hui said in surprise: "The outside will not burn!"

Qi Tan raised his eyebrows: "There is a big mouth above the lantern. When the floating ghost fire falls inside, the light will be on. It's just a trick. Just coax the children."

Lan Hui didn't say anything again. Zhang Ping held the lantern for him, took off the other one, and handed it to Qi Tan.

"You can take off the wet pants, twist them all out of the water, and place them on dry."

Lan Hui shook his head vigorously, Qi Tan held his hand and refused to answer the lamp: "Gu Ning is not ashamed to behave!"

Zhang Ping was silent for a moment and nodded slightly: "Light, lift it closer, don't get it hot."

Lan Hui blinked and put the lantern closer to his hips. Qi Tan still didn't move at all. Zhang Ping sent the lantern in his hand to him a little more. Qi Tan said lightly: "You go, don't stare at the orphan."

Zhang Ping grabbed his arm and stuffed the handle of the lamp into his hand: "Take it."

Qi Tan changed color and had not yet occurred. Lan Hui, who was walking to the side with a lantern, suddenly turned around and said, "There is a tree here!"

Zhang Ping walked towards that place.

Yes, not far from the door, there is a tree, and—

"It's a stone tree!" Lan Hui ran to the edge of the tree, touched the trunk in surprise, and even forgot to shivering, "A stone-made pine tree!"

Looking closely at the lantern on the screen, the brown stems and green roofs, the old branches are scattered, the green needles are rooted, and the tower fruits are born. The posture of being proud and frost is magnificent, and the spirit is born in the world.

If you don't touch it with your hands, you can't see it in the dim lights and you really can't tell that it's a fake tree.

Lan Hui stood on tiptoe and tried hard to look at the needles on the branches: "These are also made of stones? How did they stick to them?"

Qi Tan said coldly from afar: "Be careful, this place is strange, I'm afraid there will be mechanisms."

Lan Hui ignored him, looked down at the tree again, and shouted in surprise: "Mr. Zhang, look here! There is still a monument with words on it."

Zhang Ping nodded and looked closer. Qi Tan Yi walked over slowly with a lantern: "What is carved is the one who enters the delusion and dies, or the cave of a certain ancestor?"

Lan Hui looked solemn and said, "No, there are so many words on it."

Zhang Ping rubbed the surface of the stone tablet and looked carefully under the light. The engraved poem on the tablet was a poem.

Lan Hui also lay down in front of the stone tablet and recited the poems on the tablet.

The new and new moon is like a cycle, and the moon is full and has regained its soul.

In the Western Land of Rushou, Zhu Xi was about to go from Bai.

The cold dew blows on the tomb potatoes, and the female radish leaves the pine and cypress.

If you don’t have a happy ending in the morning, how can you see the mayfly in the evening?

There is a strange seal in the round hill, and spiritual liquid comes out of Zhongshan.

The prince and grandson listed eight treasures and refined five stones in Anqian.

I bow to the passerby and come to the mountains and forests.

Qi Tan shook his neck: "What a bow? Is it because someone lives here and welcomes us in?"

Lan Hui sniffed: "This should be a poem written by the ancients, where did I see it?"

Qi Tan sniffed: "Nonsense, this place is gloomy, like you have never been to anyone in hundreds of lives. Looking at the dust on this monument, it must be not the one I carved recently."

Zhang Ping said in a deep voice: "This is a poem from Guo Pu's "Poems of Traveling to the Immortals."

Qi Tan said nodded: "Then this person did it? It should have been hundreds of years."

Lan Hui opened his eyes wide: "Don't you know Guo Pu? He is from the Jin Dynasty and is very famous!"

Qi Tan said lightly: "Oh, no wonder I listen to this poem. I only read the Book of Songs and Tang poetry. I think this person's poem is not as good as Li Bai."

Lan Hui blinked: "Guo Pu is a master of divination. There are both his annotations on "Er Ya" and "Shan Hai Jing". Have you never read it?"

Qi Tan raised his eyes and looked around: "The place is so finely arranged, Guo Pu must have hidden an important secret behind that door."

Lan Hui said, "This place must not be arranged by Guo Pu! The characters on this monument are imitated by Xue Yao. How could Guo Pu imitate the characters of the Tang Dynasty people?"

Qi Tan said indifferently: "It may be his descendants who carved it for him. There is no need to worry too much about such minor details. The important thing is to figure out what the mystery is here, do you understand?"

Lan Hui curled her lips. Zhang Ping stood up as they spoke and glanced around. Qi Tan glanced at him: "You ask me to open the mechanism above, you know where this place is."

Zhang Ping nodded.

Qi Tan narrowed his eyes: "You and those two people are not here to look for me and Xiaoyingzi, but to find here."

Zhang Ping nodded again: "This is Hewang's tomb."

Lan Hui swallowed his saliva: "Who is He Wang?"

Zhang Ping said: "A prince of the Chu Dynasty."

Qi Tan changed color slightly: "Threat the tomb of others is a serious crime. As a county magistrate, do you dare to break the law by knowing the law?"

Lan Hui immediately said: "Mr. Zhang will investigate the case. He and my father have investigated a large case before. There must be a reason for coming here."

Zhang Ping remained silent and continued to look around.

This cave is not big. Apart from that door, this stone pine tree only has the pool that has just fallen into. The combination of the three, coupled with the rugged ground, becomes more and more like the door of a secluded courtyard.

He turned around and walked towards the moon gate. Lan Hui shook open the blocking arm of Tan, ran after chasing him with a lantern. Zhang Ping took the lantern from his hand and approached the door and searched carefully.

King Dai said something right just now. The poem about traveling to the immortals engraved on the stone pineapple monument implies a welcome.

The opening of the top and everything in front of you seemed to be waiting for someone to open the door.

If any visitors arrive, what should I do first?

Zhang Ping grabbed the copper ring on the door and knocked it lightly for a few seconds. A click suddenly came from the gap between the two stone doors.

Zhang Ping pushed the door open again, and the stone door slowly opened.

Lan Hui let out a wow, leaned into the crack in the door, Zhang Ping pulled him behind him, and looked at Qi Tan who was standing three or four steps away: "Wait until I take five steps, then walk on my footprints."

Lan Hui nodded excitedly, raised his eyebrows slightly again.

Zhang Ping said: "The people above will come down at any time, enter one more door and have a little more time."

Qi Tan waved his hand: "Stop talking nonsense, you're leaving! I am already a prodigal son in the world, and it's what I like to go to heaven and earth."

Zhang Ping turned around silently, stepped into the door, Qi Tan took two steps behind him, and Lan Hui jumped to the other side without any hesitation.

Zhang Ping was helpless, but he did not stop it, because there was a rugged rock wall in front of him, and he could not allow him to move forward five steps.

There are five big characters engraved on the stone wall - He is the mountain.

The moon gate slowly closed, and Zhang Ping grabbed Lan Hui who was eager to run and Qi Tan who shouted and yelled and walked around the stone wall.
Chapter completed!