After crossing the Snake Head Mountain.

Lu Feng came to a village.

The mountain village was built along the mountain, with Ming and Qing-style houses built of stone. The road in the village was a completely bluestone slope.

Hu Bayi was stunned for a moment after entering the village, and approached a resident's wall and looked carefully: "This wall?"

"What's wrong?" Wang Pangzi said.

"This seems to be tomb bricks."

"What?"

Wang Pangzi was shocked.

Scanning the walls of the residential houses, he looked at the walls of other residents: "Don't tell me, they are all made of tomb bricks?"

"There are tomb bricks mixed in the wall bricks."

"That's not bad."

In the past, some places had the custom of digging graves to get bricks, and this village obviously had this custom before.

"It seems that there are many ancient tombs here." Aning said.

"Qinchuan is 800 miles long, and there are countless ancient tombs." Lu Feng said.

While chatting, several people asked the old hunters in the village, hoping to learn the fastest route to Jiazigou from them.

Finally, they found an old man named Liu.

This old man Liu is a foreigner. When he was young, he escaped from the draft and came here. After that, he settled in the village and made a living by hunting all year round.

Now he is 80 years old and still in good health.

When it comes to the situation in the nearby mountains, no one is more familiar with it than him.

Old man Liu was drinking wine and eating peanuts alone. He looked at Lu Feng and others with some surprise: "Are you going into the mountains to dig for local goods?"

Lu Feng nodded and sat down opposite old man Liu.

Hu Bayi, Big Fat and Two Fat also sat down on the side.

"You are quite honest, young man."

Old Liu laughed: "There are many people here who come to dig for local goods. They basically come to me. I really didn't realize that you were looking for local goods."

"Whether you can find it depends on luck." Lu Feng laughed.

"That's right."

Old Liu is used to tomb robbing: "No matter what time it is, you can't go to Jiazigou now. It's too dangerous."

"Why is it dangerous?"

"The mountains are weird at this time of year. There are a lot of ghosts. At night, the ghost fires are very dense, just like entering a ghost town."

"The ghost fire you are talking about is caused by the spontaneous combustion of white phosphorus. This white phosphorus is the death of people or animals..." Wang Yueban popularized science.

"You can't say that. If the ghost king hears this, he will be angry and flatten the whole mountain." Old Liu waved his hand quickly.

"Is it that powerful?"

Wang Yueban wanted to refute but felt it was unnecessary.

"I am over 80 years old, why would I lie to you?"

"The place in Jiazigou is a ghost soldier plank road. If you encounter them borrowing the road, they will take your soul away."

"You are still young. Don't lose your life because of curiosity. It's not worth it."

"So it's a ghost soldier."

Wang Yueban saw the ghost soldiers when the bronze door was opened.

In his opinion, this is the environment forming a magnetic field similar to a videotape, and by chance, the past scenes were recorded.

Until a certain solar term, the recorded scenes were released and people saw them as ghost soldiers.

Shirley Yang, Hu Bayi, and Fatty Wang had encountered Mahakala, a big-headed corpse, and twins, so they reserved their opinions.

Hu Bayi glanced at Fatty Er and signaled him to stop talking: "Old man, then tell us about the Ghost King and what legends there are."

There are reasons behind the emergence of folk legends. The legend of Jiazigou may be helpful for tomb-dumping. It will definitely do no harm to listen to it.

"It's the ghost general."

"Oh?"

"This legend has been passed down for a long time."

"It is said that at the end of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, a Northern Wei army passed through the plank road into Qinchuan."

"This army is very strange. No one spoke during the march."

"When the army passed through this Jiazigou, the ground suddenly shook, and the huge gap suddenly closed, trapping the troops inside the mountain and never came out again."

Hu Bayi and his men's eyes lit up.

Northern Wei army?

Bu Yanqi?

"What happened later?"

"During the Qing Dynasty, several Feng Shui masters came to find graves for rich people."

"After entering the mountains for more than ten days, they were almost inhuman when they came out. They said there was a Yellow Spring Waterfall in Jiazigou, connected to the underworld..."

At first, the people in the mountains didn't believe it.

But later, many people heard the sound of galloping war horses in the mountains in the ditch, and these stories became more and more popular.

Some people said that the ghost soldiers of the underworld entered and exited the Yin and Yang worlds through the Yellow Spring Waterfall, and the Northern Wei army was the ghost soldiers returning to the underworld from the Yang world.

Legends may not be all true.

The Northern Wei army came, and the Yellow Spring Waterfall may really exist, but people cannot explain the strange scene, so it is ghosted.

"Grandpa, tell us how to get to Jiazigou, we will never go there rashly." (To read the violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Lu Feng pushed a stack of banknotes over.

Old man Liu's eyes suddenly widened.

In the past, when others asked him to be a guide or ask for directions, they only gave him a few big bills, but Lu Feng gave dozens of them at a time.

"I can tell you, but you must remember 233, don't go in at this time of year." Old man Liu said.

"We won't joke with our lives." Lu Feng said.

Old Liu took a sip of wine and stopped hiding: "After entering the mountains of Qinchuan from our village, walk west for seven days...you can see a mountain."

"The mountain is surrounded by cliffs on both sides and cannot be climbed."

"There is a strange crack in the mountain that can only be passed by two people side by side. That is Jiazigou."

"No one dares to go to the jungle behind Jiazigou, and no one knows what's going on."

"From ancient times to the present, no one who has entered, whether it is the Tartar Army or the defeated Kuomintang soldiers, has ever come out."

"YouDon't go."

Old Liu was worried and reminded him again.

"Thank you."

"No need."

Old Liu picked up the money and looked through it with a smile.

Seeing that it was still early, Lu Feng set off along the road pointed by Old Liu.

Old Liu got more than 6,000 yuan and was so happy that he filled another bottle of wine. He lay on the bamboo chair and hummed leisurely. He opened his eyes when he heard footsteps.

Seeing a villager leading five people to find him.

"Old Liu, they are here to ask for directions, you two can talk."

"Come to my house tonight for a drink." []

"Okay."

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