"Alright! Then let's go to the lodge."
"Kun Wu, bring the transfer order and ask Deputy Yang to pull all the brothers over.”
After giving his instructions, Chen Yulou and the others followed behind Lin Changqing and walked towards the inn in the valley.
By the time they reached the valley, the sky had already turned dark. Thunder roared in the sky, and the temperature in the mountains plummeted. Coupled with the lush weeds around them, a cold feeling rose from the bottom of their hearts.
Everyone carried the Waterflame Lamp and quickly appeared in front of the building.
.....
After Lin Changqing and the others descended the mountain, three Daoists appeared on the top of the mountain. They looked in the direction of Bottle Mountain with excitement on their faces.
"Senior brother, it really is Bottle Mountain. This place is exactly the same as the pattern of the coffin.”
The flower spirit pointed ahead and shouted excitedly.
"Yes! The Mu Chen Pearl, the hope of the clan for a thousand years, finally had a lead.”
"Let's go! Let's enter the mountain!"
*******
"Hualala!"
Accompanied by a huge muffled thunder, the wind blew loudly, causing the tattered windows of the building to crack.
"Let's go! Let's go in!"
Seeing Lin Changqing looking like he was watching a good show, Chen Yulou weighed the folding fan in his hand, walked to the door in a few steps, and pushed it open.
Under the dim light of the Water-Fire Lamp, everyone could vaguely see black coffins everywhere. The statues on both sides were extremely ferocious, like demons.
Outside, the wind was blowing and lightning was flashing, but this place was extremely gloomy. A deathly stillness that made people shudder lingered in their hearts.
In the middle of the hall, there was a statue with a rat face and a pair of thieving eyebrows, which made people feel even more uneasy. He didn't know what material it was made of, but the light shone on it, revealing a hazy blue color.
"Everyone, we're just passing by. Please forgive us for disturbing you.”
Old Luo clasped his hands together and bowed three times to the surroundings. He muttered a few words, and his heart seemed to be extremely uneasy.
"Kacha! Woo!"
At this moment, a clear sound suddenly came from the deathly silent hall.
Old Crooked Luo immediately took out the revolver at his waist.
"Crackle!"
A muffled thunder sounded, and everyone's eyes turned to a certain coffin in the hall.
"Clang!"
Chen Yulou took out his Little Divine Edge and walked towards the coffin that was making a strange sound. His heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest.
He stretched out his trembling hand and gradually placed it on the coffin.
Seeing this scene, even though Lin Changqing knew that there was a wild cat in the coffin, he was still a little nervous.
"Crash!"
Chen Yulou gritted his teeth and pushed the coffin open.
"Whoosh!"
"Meow!"
A white light flashed and he jumped out.
"Bang!"
Almost at the same time, Old Crooked Luo raised his revolver and fired at the white shadow.
"Meow!"
The white shadow landed on the ground and turned into a white cat. It bared its fangs and brandished its claws at everyone and whimpered in a low voice.
It glanced at everyone and ran out.
"Hahaha! It's just a wild cat. Do you have to be like this?”
Lin Changqing laughed loudly, breaking the tense atmosphere.
"Who told you to shoot?"
Aunt Hong glared at Old Crooked Luo and said disdainfully. After saying that, she swallowed her saliva.
"Look at how scared you are. It's a cat.”
Chen Yulou took a deep breath and looked at the corpse in the coffin that had been chewed up by the wild cat. He frowned.
"Flower Ma brought you here. Look at this corpse. It's rotten. Help me repair it.”
Xie Ling had a rule that the dead were the most important. They would always try to repair such broken corpses.
"Sigh, I say, why are you meddling in these matters?”
Elder Luo tilted his head and took a look. He cursed and said disapprovingly.
"The dead are the most important. This is a rule left behind by our ancestors. I, Chen Yulou, naturally cannot break this rule. Besides, I reckon that this place is full of passersby who died in a foreign land. The corpse transporter only comes once a year, so there are so many corpses piled up here."
Chen Yulou sighed and shook his head, still insisting on his own idea.
"You guys go ahead! I'll go to the backyard to take a look."
Old crooked Luo seemed to be unwilling to stay in the hall filled with coffins. He carried the Water-Fire Lamp and walked straight to the backyard.
"Hehe! There's going to be a good show."
Lin Changqing raised his eyebrows and revealed a strange expression.
"What? What good show?"
Aunt Hong's eyes flashed as she stared at Lin Changqing and asked curiously.
"It's nothing."
Lin Changqing pursed his lips and did not explain further.
******
Old Luo carried the Water-Fire Lamp and walked to the small house in the backyard. He saw that the room was covered in dust, and there was a pile of yellow paper talismans used by corpse porters on the table.
"Phew!"
Old Crooked Luo picked up the talisman and blew at it. Dust flew everywhere. He glanced at the runes on the talisman, but he couldn't recognize a single word.
"Boom!"
When he turned around with the Water-Fire Lamp, he was suddenly frightened to the point that his hair stood on end.
He saw a pale-faced corpse covered in a black cloth with incomplete facial features suddenly fall and press down on him.
His facial features were like a mouse's, and his skin was pale.
Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled outside the window. The appearance of the female corpse was clearly reflected in Old Crooked Luo's eyes.
"Ahhh, ghost... There's a ghost!"
Old crooked Luo could no longer hold back the fear in his heart and cried out loudly.
....
"Did you meet a ghost?"
Lin Changqing smiled and followed everyone to the backyard.
Old Luo struggled for a while, but the shroud was wrapped around him, almost sticking to Hao Zi's aunt.
"Help, hurry up and save me!"
Old Crooked Luo struggled as he screamed.
"What are you shouting for? It's just a corpse.”
Hua Ma crutches moved the corpse away while Chen Yulou helped Old Crooked Luo up. He couldn't help but laugh.
"Here. This is the corpse keeper here. He has been dead for less than 90 days and needs to stand still."
Lin Changqing picked up the spirit tablet on the ground and threw it to Chen Yulou, explaining with a smile.
"This place is not bad. Let's spend the night here.”
Chen Yulou read the memorial tablet's record and put it back to its original position. He looked around the room and said.
"Yes! I think this place is not bad!"
Lin Changqing was the first to step forward to express his agreement. After saying that, he even glanced at Old Crooked Luo and Aunt Hong.
"Take this thing out or burn it.”
While packing, Old Luo pointed at Haozi's aunt and said with some fear.
"Luo Shuai, why do you have to go against a corpse? Let her stay here."
Chen Yulou shook his head and didn't agree with Old Crooked Luo's suggestion.
"Did you get scared out of your wits just now?”
"Who's scared out of their wits?"
Aunty Hua and crooked old Luo started bickering again.
At night, the bonfire swayed, and it was raining outside the window.
"Meow!"
At this moment, the white multi-colored cat appeared again. It jumped on Haozi's aunt's corpse and bit off one of her ears.
"Bang!"
Seeing this, Chen Yulou picked up a piece of wood and threw it at the cat.
"Meow!"
The multi-colored cat screamed and ran out with its ears in its mouth.
"You cat, if I don't catch you today, I'll follow your surname.”
Chen Yulou was furious. He cursed and rushed into the rain, chasing after him.
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