"Really?" Gao Yan asked back, no affirmation but no absolute denial.
Chen Qingshan narrowed his eyes: "If obsession is not alive, what is it?"
Gao Yan shrugged, stood up and stretched and said, "At the moment, I don't know what the obsession of the townspeople is. But I know your obsession, the obsession of the tower bones in the house, the obsession of the gods. Obsession."
Chen Qingshan laughed mockingly: "What is it?"
Gao Yan: "Let Qingshan Town disappear, disappear forever. It can be buried in the ground, abandoned on the surface, submerged in yellow sand, covered by flood water, whatever, as long as it disappears."
Qingshan Town should have been annihilated in the long river of time. After the large-scale plague more than 100 years ago, it became a dead city. The grass and trees were deep, the walls collapsed, and it was desolate and desolate. After more than ten or twenty years, the yellow sand and dust flooded the town, burying the dead bones and the past cause and effect.
Maybe in another 40 or 50 years, someone will finally level the mountain, or cross the river and discover this town. After excavating the dead bones in the ground, discovering abandoned temples and Yingong Temple, it is re-deduced through some traces of life. The history of the town.
Of course, the theory of ghosts and gods will be regarded as ignorance and superstition.
All in all, Qingshan Town should have disappeared long ago.
It is time for Qingshan Town and the townspeople to leave.
Hearing this, Chen Qingshan put away his sarcasm and disrespectful attitude, and re-examined the foreigner in front of him, but after seeing Gao Yan stretched out, he walked away.
The back is tall and straight, and the gesture of waving is very chic. Gao Yan: "No matter what, I just want to leave Qingshan Town. Before that, let's make the required tower bones according to the agreement."
After a long time, the back of the young man had long since disappeared in front of him. Chen Qingshan slapped his stiff back and spit out a sentence: "I thought I would say something, but it turned out to be arrogant and I don't know how high the sky is..."
The female aunt's huge eyes were rolling, and she said in a gentle and strange local tone: "At least it sounds a lot more pleasing to the ear, and it doesn't make people want to be hacked to death like the one I encountered before."
"..." Chen Qingshan had blue veins on his forehead, and couldn't bear to scold: "Last time my head stuck on the roof, and now it's stuck in the window again, can you make your head smaller?"
The female aunt is innocent: "Ta Gu's head is so big. According to common sense, I can't make my head smaller."
Chen Qingshan: So annoying!
Gao Yan slowly paced back to his small yard, picked up the black cat before going to bed, and fell asleep thinking of his boyfriend.
I have no dreams until dawn, and today is the fourth day of the playground.
Chen Qingshan was waiting at the gate of Gao Yan's yard early in the morning, with his hands behind his back, and he snorted coldly when he saw Gao Yan. Although the whole person was still eccentric, it was not as yin and yang as the previous two days. There are two and a half sentences that are not good to say, the gun and stick are also mixed with a bit of a resentful woman mentality that has been let down.
Gao Yan still squatted the black cat on his shoulders. When he saw Chen Qingshan, he first greeted him loudly, and then yawned.
"Breakfast?"
Chen Qingshan rolled his eyes, pointed to the breakfast on the stone table in the courtyard, and then tried to persuade Gao Yan while he was eating: "I think you have some breath of Yingong Temple on your body, your breath is weak... That is The people around you made a wish at the Yingong Temple, right? Don’t blame me for not reminding you that the cause and effect of Yingong Temple is not easy to mess with, you can’t get rid of it if you get on it. Anyway, I can’t do anything about it. It’s better to take advantage of the wish before it comes true. Hurry up to Yingong Temple to apologize, maybe you can save your life. You are outsiders, just like the Yin marriages in Yingong Temple, they won't hate you too much."
After drinking half a bowl of porridge, Gao Yan asked, "Why are you still willing to apologize?"
Chen Qingshan had been waiting for his words for a long time, and he took out a handful of Buddhist incense and dozens of paper-wrapped gold ingots from behind him: "My treasure has been hidden for decades, you know? I have never been willing to use it, and now It is loaned to you, and I have the opportunity to return it... Take the Buddha incense and the gold ingot tied with paper to the Yingong Temple, sincerely apologize, and then give the gift, anyway, it is my private money, and the ghost in the Yingong Temple has to give me something. Face... The topic has gone off the track, in short, it is short-handed and soft-hearted. If you give something and withdraw your wish, then you don't need to repay it."
Gao Yan was suddenly curious: "Why don't you ask us what we asked for in Yingong Temple?"
Chen Qingshan: "It's either bamboo or paper, how can I not know?"
Gao Yan: "Since you know, why don't you let me ask for it? Don't you need those things to make tower bones?"
Chen Qingshan was expressionless: "Qingshan Town has no bamboo bones and paper for a long time, and no matter how many foreigners come, they won't be able to get it."
Gao Yan: "You know that's not what you said - 'As long as the paper and bones are complete, you can replace it with anything'. You said that, forget it?"
Chen Qingshan: "I didn't forget what I said. They used a lot of paper and bones to replace them, but none of them survived the fire. They were all burned into coal."
Gao Yan's eyebrows jumped, his eyes narrowed: "The seven coffins parked in Yizhuang, the paper made from the contents of the coffins is not good?"
Chen Qingshan: "No."
Gao Yan pursed his lips, and felt a little shake in his heart. Chen Qingshan's denial was equivalent to denying his previous speculation that the special raw material of the non-burnable paper was human skin, and the contents of the seven coffins in Yizhuang were made during his lifetime. The paper is one of the raw materials used to make the tower bone of the Youshen Society.
"I heard that the paper they made during their lifetime will not burn, and it is one of the main raw materials for the production of all tower bones in Qingshan Town."
Chen Qingshan said in a low voice: "It was true during his lifetime, but not anymore."
Gao Yan: "Why?"
Chen Qingshan: "King Qingshan knows the raw material of that special paper, why would he still want it?"
Gao Yan thought for a while and understood.
"Thank you for your private money, but I don't need it for the time being."
It means that he is still determined to seek death. Since he wants to seek death, Chen Qingshan will not stop him. He put away the private money that he has saved for more than a hundred years, responded coldly, and then left, too lazy to talk to Gao Yan anymore. .
Gao Yan stopped him: "We can't find bamboo bones and paper, you can't complete the tower bones as scheduled, and the wandering gods meeting on the 20th of the first month can't be successfully completed. The fire at the gate of Qingshan Palace still can't be passed. Tragedy and reincarnation all over again - don't you want to get rid of it?"
Chen Qingshan was impatient: "Isn't it bad to live? Looking for death all day long."
Gao Yan said softly: "I won't die, but I will be trapped in Qingshan Town forever. After a few years, I will be assimilated, and it will be no different from death."
Chen Qingshan was choked, unable to block Gao Yan's words back, stagnant for a long time, holding his breath in his heart, stepping on his feet heavily, he left in a hurry.
Gao Yan thought thoughtfully: "It's quite interesting."
After he ate breakfast whole, he put the tableware and chopsticks back in place, anyway, someone would come to collect them later. Then he hurried out and left Chen Qingshan's mansion.
As soon as Gao Yan went out, the seven tower bones who were hiding in the dark came out and whispered, all discussing that the miser Chen Qingshan actually wanted to score twice when he gave private money.
Yu Xiaojie and Juli Hualing were already ready, waiting for Gao Yan to meet up and set off for the Yizhuang where the seven coffins were parked, while Wang Xing and Zhao Huiyin were also waiting.
Wang Xing did not go with them, because he was going to take other players to patrol the city today. In two days, it will be the day of the unannounced visit of King Qingshan, which is also the highlight of the Wandering Spirit Society.
The townspeople of the whole town started the Wandering Spirit Association for a whole day at 0:00 in the morning, 24 hours a day, and the Wandering God Association needed a total of seven tower bones.
The raw materials for these seven tower bones are provided by players, and players who cannot complete the task will be pushed into the fire and burned to death.
Wang Xing made two preparations. Gao Yan and the others went to Yizhuang to get bamboo bones and paper, and they took other players in the city to find other things that could replace bamboo bones and paper.
"It's not that there is nothing that can be replaced, it's just that it will burn in the end. The temperature of the fire is too high, and even if the flame is completely suppressed by soot, in fact, anything will burn automatically as soon as it is put on it, and people are no exception. And one thing, I guess you new players may not know—"
Wang Xing said with a serious face: "Someone needs to get into the tower bone and travel through the ten streets and nine alleys with the tower bone, and the candidate is the player, that is, the outsider in the eyes of the townspeople of Qingshan Town."
Hearing this, Gao Yan and the others were speechless, and Yu Xiaojie even laughed angrily: "Dare the people of Qingshan Town treat foreigners as scapegoats, whether they are alive or dead?"
It's frustrating, but it can't be helped.
"Don't worry, if the tower bones are really not fireproof, just jump out when you cross the fire. Most of the players who died in the past were the evil spirits in Runyi Village and Yingong Temple, and the rest were covered with tower bones. I didn't have time to get off and escape, and I ended up either breaking my neck or being burned to death."
If the accident happened just with the pylon on, then just avoid it and take off the pylon just before the accident.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Xing added: "Forgot to say, after putting on the tower bone, you can't control your actions, you can't take off the tower bone, you can only control your body when you are on the verge of death. So my friend You guys, you need to seize the opportunity to unleash your greatest potential within a second of death."
Yu Xiaojie: "?? There are no three words per second in a man's dictionary."
Wang Xing's tone was heavy: "Either die or be fast."
Yu Xiaojie is heavier than him: "Life and death and dignity are always a pair of brothers and sisters."
Gao Yan and Juli Hualing turned and left with expressionless faces, not wanting to participate in the pair of brothers and sisters involved in the red cordon of Tianlinggai.
Zhao Huiyin looked at the two with a face full of words, and turned away with disgust.
Yu Xiaojie: "...As if they don't care about speed at all."
Wang Xing was also surprised.
Gao Yan and Zhao Huiyin thought silently in their hearts, is it because of the word 'one second' that they care about things like speed
Yu Xiaojie followed lonely.
The four of them walked through the downtown streets, and when they met the Taoist nun who had unsigned in the Nursing Temple, they greeted each other. The Taoist nun also greeted them with a smile and watched their backs as they left.
After a long time, the Taoist nun withdrew her smiling face, stood there and stared with a cold expression for a moment, then turned back to the temple and repeated the dull and boring market life as usual every day.
Gao Yan and the four came to the door of Yizhuang, and Zhao Huiyin asked curiously, "Aren't you going to Yingong Temple?"
How did you come to Yizhuang
Not only did the townspeople of Qingshan Town know that the seven coffins were parked in Yizhuang, and the contents of the coffins were extremely cruel, but the players also knew the cruelty. Those were seven ghosts killed by the ghosts, and their strength and ferocity were X 7.
"Many players have been killed. Two of your players who came in have already been killed by Yingong Temple and Yizhuang."
Gao Yan: "We know, but I did a business with them yesterday and paid the deposit. I'll drop by to ask for the finished product today."
Zhao Huiyin: "Huh?"
He felt that every word Gao Yan said could be understood, but the combination was puzzling.
Gao Yan: "Push the door and go in."
Yu Xiaojie pushed open the door, and the black cat with the flower bell in the chrysanthemum ran in first to find the way. Then the four of them entered and came to the center of the courtyard. The cold wind slapped his face like a dull knife.
The black cat squatted three meters away from the seven thin coffins and did not move forward.
When Juli Hualing walked past it, she tucked it into her wide sleeve, Zhao Huiyin realized, "Onmyoji."
Yu Xiaojie: "She's still a goddess witch, the eldest miss of the family."
Chrysanthemum flower bell: "Speak less and pay more attention. Didn't you notice that the bottom bone of a thin coffin was missing?"
Hearing this, Yu Xiaojie and Zhao Huiyin looked up at the black coffins neatly placed in the lobby. From left to right, they didn't find the bottom bones of any coffin missing.
Zhao Huiyin asked in a low voice, "I can't see the bottom of the coffin."
The bottom bone of the coffin is the small piece in the middle of the bottom of the coffin, unless you lie on the ground or directly push the lid of the coffin to see if it is lost.
Chrysanthemum Bell: "My cat saw it."
Everyone suddenly realized, Gao Yan: "Which coffin?"
Chrysanthemum Flower Bell: "The two coffins on the far left and far right have their bottom bones about one meter long removed."
Zhao Huiyin: "What's the matter? Who has the guts to open the bottom of the coffin?"
This is a real digging coffin board!
Gao Yan: "It seems that the ghosts from Yingong Temple really came here to grab bamboo bones and paper."
Zhao Huiyin looked left and right, and always felt that something was not right. He asked, "Apart from making a wish at Yingong Temple, what are you doing in Yizhuang?"
Gao Yan: "I made a business and talked about a small business."
Zhao Huiyin: "For example?"
Gao Yan: "Buy paper from Yizhuang."
"It turned out to be buying paper—no, wait!" Zhao Huiyin was stunned: "You went to Yingong Temple to ask for bamboo bones... It means asking them for beams. Of course, they can't give them, so they ask for the next best thing. Take away the bottom bone of Yizhuang's coffin, along with the 'paper'. Coincidentally, this 'paper' was bought by you in cooperation with Yizhuang..."
WOC! Awesome!
Gao Yan, he is directly overcasting the seven evil spirits of Yizhuang!
In the past, many players were persecuted by the seven coffins of Yingong Temple and Yizhuang. Not to mention their death, their souls were detained at Yingong Temple. If it wasn't for Zhao Huiyin and Wang Xing, they spent a lot of money several times. Rescue the player's soul and then overrun it, I am afraid the final result is to become part of the beam.
In Qingshan Town, the most sinister place is Yingong Temple, followed by Qikou Coffin Village.
When it comes to the best bamboo bones for making tower bones, it is actually not the coffin bottom bones of the seven coffins of Yizhuang, but the bright red beam in Yingong Temple.
Players are afraid and afraid of Yingong Temple and Yizhuang, but they have nothing to do. They have to prevent old players from being tempted and new players from becoming prey without knowing it.
Now, is it finally Yizhuang's turn to be pitted
Although it wasn't the Yingong Temple that suffered, but the ghastly soul of Yizhuang had the bottom bone of the coffin dug up, it still made people feel inexplicably good!
Gao Yan motioned him to keep his voice low, and didn't say that they were going to plot against Yingong Temple soon. He took out three sticks of incense sticks from his pocket, which were given to him by the Qingshan Temple, and lit them and walked towards the thin coffin in the middle.
Three incense sticks were inserted into the crevices of the coffin, and the white smoke curled up, blurring Gao Yan's eyebrows and eyes, and behind him was the old-fashioned lobby.
Gao Yan knocked on the coffin board: "Have I finished the 'paper' I ordered?"
The coffin board did not move, and the three incense sticks were still inserted into the seam of the coffin and continued to burn. Gao Yan glanced at Xiang Hui, then withdrew his gaze and smiled.
"Can't pretend to be dead, I gave a deposit before, do you want to swallow it?"
Zhao Huiyin moved his lips and whispered: "If they really want to take it for themselves, we don't seem to be able to do anything about it."
Yu Xiaojie: "It's really impossible, but you don't have to say it."
Zhao Huiyin: "Okay."
Gao Yan: "Doing business is not about credibility, and being a person is not kind." He stretched out his hand and pulled out the three incense sticks that had been inserted into the crevices of the coffin, expressing his disappointment in Yizhuang: "I found out about Yizhuang after inquiring, and I thought that Your things are good and your reputation should be good, but I didn't expect it to be really disappointing."
As soon as the ending of the word 'disappointed' fell, Gao Yan cut off the incense stick, threw the burning end to the ground, stepped on it with one foot, and smashed the flame into pieces along the way.
The other half was thrown away, Gao Yan said: "Forget it, let me do a good deed. Don't come back with the previous deposit, just take it as a lesson to buy. I used to admire Yizhuang's papermaking technology, and now I buy it. If there is no good 'paper', I will not pursue it."
Gao Yan stood still, and after speaking, Yizhuang was so cold that the leaves fell to the ground, as if a loudspeaker was on. Then, he sighed softly, and his disappointment and regret were perfectly expressed in his tone.
It seems that he once placed high hopes on Yizhuang, as if he had expected so much for the 'paper' produced by Yizhuang, and how much he admired the paper-making technology of Yizhuang.
This appearance coaxed Yu Xiaojie and the other three.
They stared blankly as Gao Yan walked out of the lobby and walked past them towards the door. When passing by them, they could hear Gao Yan whispering: "Come on, don't look back."
Hearing this, Yu Xiaojie and the three followed closely behind Gao Yan, walked out of the door, and closed the door behind them.
Hu - Yu Xiaojie breathed a sigh of relief, then turned his head and asked Gao Yan, "Brother Yan, what do you do next?"
Gao Yan: "Wait."
Chrysanthemum Hualing was a little curious: "They didn't take the opportunity to kill us, but let us leave safely in front of them? Are they really guilty?"
Gao Yan: "The ghasts in the seven coffins were proud of the papermaking industry they were in for generations. They are businessmen and craftsmen, and they are the most honest and trustworthy. According to the previous rules, they could not deliver the goods within the agreed time. Not only will you lose money, but you will lose a hundred years of reputation.”
Before he got the special recipe for papermaking, Yizhuang was also a paper manufacturer and businessman who had been passed down for several generations, so the reputation and rules he should have are engraved in his bones, and they will not be forgotten after death.
Since Gao Yan and the others did not have an accident yesterday, the transaction continued, and now Yizhuang missed the contract. They are now probably tormented by the 'loss of credibility', and suddenly forgot to take the opportunity to kill the player.
Gao Yan: "If the deal is completed, we may not have walked out of the yard, and they will attack first. But now they are the ones who have missed the appointment. It is too painful for the businessmen who have been honest for generations. They don't care about us now, they should be full of thoughts. Hate the ghosts in the Yingong Temple."
Chrysanthemum Hualing added: "I was murdered by Yingong Temple during my lifetime, and my reputation was destroyed after death. New hatreds add to old hatreds. Now I just need a little oil and sparks to ignite a raging fire."
Gao Yan nodded: "That's right."
Zhao Huiyin: "How to do it? If I can help, it will be no problem to add firewood and fire."
Gao Yan lowered his eyes: "There are times when you add firewood and fire."
He took out a dilapidated notebook from his pocket, turned to the blank page, took out a ballpoint pen and added a line of words on it. After Gao Yan finished writing, he checked it again to make sure there was no problem before closing it and putting it back.
Yu Xiaojie: "Notebook or diary?"
It looked rather old and ordinary, with a yellowed cover and some broken corners, but what Gao Yan took out in his hand would never be useless.
Zhao Huiyin also felt that this was not an ordinary notebook, but he had never experienced the promotion field with long braids, so he couldn't recognize it.
Chrysanthemum Flower Bell recognized it, "The diary with long braids."
Gao Yan: "Have you seen it?"
Chrysanthemum Hualing nodded: "I wanted to take it away, but it was too late. I was chased after reading the diary, and I lost it in a hurry. I didn't expect it to be taken by you. I guessed it was a prop, Sure enough."
Gao Yan: "That's what I missed, a diary with long braids. You can use it to control species that are more powerful than yourself, not limited to species."
Chrysanthemum Flower Bell: "No side effects?"
She didn't think that the long-braided diary had such an anti-sky function without paying any price.
Gao Yan: "Pulling hatred, hatred will double in value. If the controlled species finds out the truth, the double hatred value will be locked directly and will never die."
Chrysanthemum Flower Bell: "It's also a Tiankeng."
The metaphor is too graphic, garbage game.
Gao Yan sighed, and then said: "I followed the ghasts in the seven coffins in Yizhuang to guide them a little bit with their hatred of Yingong Temple. They shouldn't be able to find out the truth, but they definitely didn't look good when they saw me. So Now it's your turn to shine, you should know what to do, right?"
Chrysanthemum Hualing responded quickly: "My shikigami can help bring a courier."
Zhao Huiyin: "No one understands the art of language better than me."
Yu Xiaojie: "I'm the best at sowing discord."
Gao Yan said softly, "Then let's act."
Since Gao Yan wrote the sentence that drove the ghoul of Yizhuang in the long-braided diary, even though the truth was not discovered, the ghast of Yizhuang could not help feeling disgusted when he saw him.
Therefore, Gao Yan did not come forward.
Yu Xiaojie and Zhao Huiyin took a few incense sticks and entered Yizhuang again. Under the persuasion and stimulation, they successfully detonated the strong hatred and revenge of the ghost of Yizhuang for Yingong Temple.
There are more than 100 ghosts in Yingong Temple, and there are only seven ghosts in Yizhuang. It was mainly because Yu Xiaojie and Zhao Huiyin 'accidentally' exposed their wish at Yingong Temple when they sang a harmony, and the content of the wish was still bamboo bones and paper.
The evil spirits of Yizhuang understood at once, they made people cut off their beards!
Originally, the 'paper' was obtained through cooperation with Yingong Temple, but in a blink of an eye, the shameless gang took a stab at them, and when they were finished, they dismantled the bottom bones of the coffins of their two children.
The hatred of murder is nothing more than that, not to mention that the two sides really have hatred of murder.
At this time, the words that Gao Yan wrote in the long-braided diary came into play.
The seven ghasts of Yizhuang completely lost their minds, gnashing their teeth and forcing Yu Xiaojie and Zhao Huiyin to bring them into Yingong Temple, they want revenge!
After Yu Xiaojie and Zhao Huiyin's 'bitch' resistance was ineffective, they were 'forced helplessly' to contact Juli Hualing and asked her to ask a shikigami to put the bones of the seven ghasts in Yizhuang into a coffin. , and then carried it to the gate of Yingong Temple.
The gate of Yingong Temple opened, and Yu Xiaojie pushed the coffin in.
Gao Yan told him: "Find the right time and escape immediately. The bamboo bones and paper inside are not important and don't need to be taken. When they are fighting, escape quickly, or we will have to go in and fish you out."
Yu Xiaojie: "No problem, no one can compare to me when it comes to escaping."
Gao Yan: "Go in."
Yu Xiaojie pushed the coffin into Yingong Temple, the black door slowly closed in front of the other three, making a heavy muffled sound.
Chrysanthemum Hualing narrowed her eyes: "You just said that bamboo bones and paper are not important, you mean it."
Gao Yan: "Otherwise?"
Chrysanthemum bell: "I mean, maybe bamboo bones and paper are not important, that's not the main condition for customs clearance... Even before the 'reincarnation' situation has not happened."
Gao Yan smiled: "You are very careful."
Chrysanthemum Flower Bell: "Thank you for your compliment."
This proved her guess was right.
Gao Yan asked Zhao Huiyin again, "Did anyone get bamboo bones and paper before us?"
Zhao Huiyin: "No."
Gao Yan: "So you also think that if you get real bamboo bones and paper at the same time, you can make tower bones that won't be burned by the fire?"
Zhao Huiyin: "All the townspeople in Qingshan Town think so. They are guiding the players. Brother Wang Xing said that their group of players was the information that the Tantric player asked at the earliest time, but the raw material for making paper is 'human skin'. The 'human skin' of the townspeople of Qingshan Town cannot be used, unless the player's skin is used. Of course, the player cannot be skinned alive, or what Wang Xingge proposed can be replaced by other skins, as long as you use some props or run in time when crossing the fire. Just come out."
"The result is what you see now. The 'paper' made by the 'skin' is inferior paper and can't pass the fire."
Gao Yan murmured: "The player who first proposed that the raw material for papermaking was 'human skin' is that Tantric player? Do you believe it?"
Zhao Huiyin: "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, even if you find all the raw materials, you won't be able to pass the test. So later we will find the players in time and tell them about these things. We will help them as much as we can, but there are still players who don't believe us. The result is that we come here. die."
What he didn't say was that the two players who broke into Yingong Temple the day before yesterday and then were lured into Yizhuang and died were typical examples of not listening to advice.
Gao Yan: "That's right."