A Guest in a Ghost House

Chapter 334: The Fifth Station of the Underworld Jinji Mountain

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The middle-aged man was lying on the ground with a grateful expression on his face. I couldn't bear to look at him. His hands and feet were gone, only a part of his torso and a head that was still intact were left. That is to say, he was a ghost. In terms of people, it is estimated that those who are already dead cannot die again.

I picked him up and leaned against the boulder. The middle-aged man was so moved that he couldn't hold back his tears. He told me everything about his experience and the whereabouts of the man in Hanfu.

It turns out that this is the fourth station of the underworld in the legend: Wild Dog Ridge. Under normal circumstances, the dead souls will be automatically taken to the underworld by the local land or ghost messengers stationed in the area, pass through the gate of ghosts, and walk on Huangquan Road.

In fact, Huangquan Road is the first stop for the dead souls to enter the underworld. On Huangquan Road, the dead souls accept the fact that they have become ghosts, and then board the Xiangxiang Terrace, which is the building on the hillside I saw.

Wangxiang Terrace is made by Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, who sympathizes with all sentient beings and misses their relatives at home. Let the souls of the dead stand on the hometown-looking platform to see their hometown for the last time. Standing on the Wangxiang Terrace, one can see Yangshi's house, relatives and friends, one's own corpse and funeral.

At this time, it also means that the soul of the dead will bid farewell to his former life, and the middle-aged man met the man in Hanfu at Wangxiangtai, but the man in Hanfu did not stay at Wangxiangtai, so he should have walked ahead.

The place we are now is called Egou Ridge. The middle-aged man can’t explain why this place exists. It is probably a punishment for the souls of the dead. The next stop is the hillside we are leaning against—Jinji Mountain.

Jinji Mountain, the middle-aged people only know one name, and can't tell any useful information.

Now many ghosts who are still in good health have already started to climb Jinji Mountain. Knowing that the man in Hanfu is in front of me, I did not stop. After asking for the consent of the middle-aged man, I bound the middle-aged man tightly. Behind me, I also started climbing.

Jinji Mountain is not high, but it is very steep, and there are still people's screams on the top of the mountain, sometimes mixed with some strange sounds, very similar to the crowing of a hen when it lays eggs, which makes people who are climbing involuntarily lose weight. slow speed.

There is Jinji Mountain in the front and Egou Ridge in the back. I already have a faint idea in my heart. Chickens and dogs can see ghosts in the world, and the crowing of chickens and barking dogs also have a natural deterrent effect on ghosts. If you want to come to Jinji Mountain, there must be chickens that can attack people.

It's just that I don't think so much about how powerful the chicken is. When everyone else slowed down, not only did I not slow down, but I even accelerated, gradually passing everyone.

"Benefactor, if we slow down, there may be danger here."

Since I rescued the middle-aged man, he has been calling me a benefactor, which made me a little embarrassed, but he didn't slow down, but comforted him: "Don't worry, I know what's in mind."

I really know how powerful the chickens on Jinji Mountain are. With reference to those black dogs, I already have a belly draft. I don’t think they can threaten me. You know, although my ghost skills have been suppressed, they are not It has no effect at all. Besides, I can still change my body. Of course, I won't do it unless it is absolutely necessary.

Soon, I climbed over a cliff and was about to reach the top of the mountain. I was going to climb up in one go, but just halfway through the climb, there was a cock crow, and then a huge rooster's head stretched out from the top of the mountain, and its iron-like beak quickly pecked at me.

I was taken aback by this sudden situation, but my reaction was not slow. I quickly grabbed a convex rock to avoid it. After a gust of wind passed, I felt that my face was scratched by the feathers on the rooster's neck. The wound is exuding a trace of Yin Qi, which I can't control at all.

The rooster's beak ruthlessly pecked at the rock on one side, and there was a loud noise, splashing in troubled times, and the hard rock was pecked by the rooster to create a fist-sized pit.

I felt a chill in my heart, and I couldn't imagine the appearance of the chicken's beak pecking at me. I moved sideways on the cliff for a long time, avoiding the position of the rooster. The rooster didn't chase after me, but stood there and looked at me with its head tilted, as if playing a game called cat and mouse.

I felt the middle-aged man behind me trembling, but I didn't have time to pay attention to him. Perhaps the rooster saw that I was not moving, so it ran towards me quickly. Although its claws could not be seen, it was known from the splashing stones that the chicken claws were not weaker than the chicken beak.

The most exaggerated thing is that this chicken even flapped its wings a few times in one leap, flew over a gap, and reached the top of my head in two strokes, and then without stopping at all, the chicken beak quickly pecked towards me again.

The speed of the chicken's beak pecking was more than twice as fast as that at the beginning. I dodged again in embarrassment, but the middle-aged man behind me was not so lucky, and was suddenly pecked on the chest by the rooster.

The rooster does not directly tear off a piece of meat like a vicious dog. The place where it is pecked directly turns into yin qi, and the wound is like bleeding, radiating yin energy continuously.

I just felt my face was hot. I was telling others that I was fine just now, and turned my back. I was fine, but someone else was injured again. Hearing the screams of the middle-aged man, I guess the pain caused by this is no worse than that of a vicious dog. Ridge less.

The middle-aged man was howling, and the ghost closest to me was still far away. After I confirmed that I was safe, I opened my mouth without hesitation, and a cloud of yin energy floated out of my mouth like a swift poisonous snake. .

The rooster seemed to be stunned by my reaction for a moment, and then with a fierce look in its eyes, it quickly pecked over again. This time I didn't hide anymore, but when the rooster was about to reach the top of my head, the poisonous snake composed of Yin Qi also At the same time, I sprang out, quickly circled around the neck of the cock, and then pushed hard, and the cock was thrown out of the top of the mountain by me.

The rooster screamed in panic and kept flapping its wings, but it still couldn't make itself fly. I also took this opportunity to climb directly to the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is very big, it doesn't look much smaller than Vigouling, the countless ghosts on the top of the mountain are screaming, while avoiding the same countless number of roosters, the escape route is very consistent.

Since no other roosters found me, I quickly ran towards the crowd. The rooster was a bit slower than the black dog, but it caused me a lot of trouble, because the rooster could briefly Soaring into the air, the attack direction of the rooster is all-round. Although I moved very quickly, I was still pecked on the shoulder by a flying rooster.

There was a two-finger-wide deep hole on the shoulder, and the Yin Qi escaped outward as if it didn't want money. A severe pain made me wish I could turn back into a human body and start killing, but the rest of my rationality told me that this was in the underworld. , I cannot expose myself.

Just when I was about to cross the top of the mountain, a huge golden rooster blocked my way. This one was several times bigger than the other chickens, and its whole body was shining with gold. As soon as the ghost approaching by accident touched the golden light on the golden rooster, it was like being swept away by an iron brush, and let out a miserable scream.