Chapter 48 Stickman

In the end, Lu Yingjiu didn't keep a vigil.

Because Ye Feng's thoughts were directly smashed by him, he couldn't sleep at all. He sat on a rotten chair, his eyes were lost, and he kept muttering: "How can it be like this, how can it be like this... I can't sleep at all tonight."

Lu Yingjiu stood beside him and said, "Actually, we're not really together..."

"Impossible." Ye Feng murmured, "I should have noticed that, you guys have been sticking together, like glue, ears and temples are rubbing your eyebrows and eyes, 502 is not as reliable as you. I'm blind, I can't see it. It's me who is slow to respond, I thought you were like a watery Chinese cabbage before, but I didn't wake up."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Ye Feng added: "I'm stupid. Going out to catch ghosts is like a honeymoon in spring. Just come to a middle school head teacher, just take a look, you don't have to hesitate, you can immediately arrest you two with puppy love and ask your parents to write review."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Ye Feng: "Lu Yingjiu, Lu Yingjiu, why did you suddenly bend? Our brothers have been imagining the fragrant female ghost together for so many years, I just waited to see the hot girl with a bulging front and a back, why did it happen in an instant? , become a man? Although I know you like dog's tail grass, but you can't be like dog's tail grass, you can't be blown down by Jingxian's demon wind."

Lu Yingjiu raised his forehead and said, "I said we're not really together, and I'm still doing psychological construction."

"Ah yes," Ye Feng nodded, "Yes, you should do some psychological construction. This kiss has already been kissed, so the next step is to do it with real guns." He suddenly became nervous, "Then What will happen if I keep watch tonight and you two sleep together?"

"Nothing will happen." Lu Yingjiu said.

"That's good." Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief. "The sound insulation of this rotten house is very poor. The floor will squeak and squeak when it moves. If you use a little more force, it might collapse."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He didn't even dare to ask what picture Ye Feng was imagining.

Ye Feng added: "Didn't you say that he is that 'big dog', just your playmate when you were young."

"He used a fake identity," Lu Yingjiu explained, "just when he wanted to contact me at first, he wanted to use a... ordinary identity." He looked at his face again, "The world is collapsing, my backyard The cabbage was bitten by a dog" Ye Feng, "So you really have to keep a vigil?"

Ye Feng shook his hand weakly: "Yes, I don't have to sleep tonight. Sacrifice one of me, and make your children and grandchildren full of children, and create thousands of paths and small respects."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

Ye Feng was already talking nonsense.

Ye Feng said that if he didn't sleep, he really didn't sleep. Seeing that Ye Feng was carrying a chair and sitting by the fire outside the house to prepare for a vigil, Lu Yingjiu entered the room.

Sleeping bags weren't enough, and the rest either slept against the wall or slept on a broken bed. Red clothes insisted on giving Lu Yingjiu the sleeping bag he brought.

The two girls crowded into a house, and Aaron, Red Clothes and friends stayed together.

Amei couldn't stay with others, so she stayed beside Ye Feng, who was watching the night, moved a table, put on a coat, and slept on the table. Little Li also ran out to watch the night with Ye Feng - he has learned a lot from Ye Feng in the past few days, and he admires him very much, mainly because he still wants to hear the story of Li Snake.

Before Lu Yingjiu went to bed, he carefully pasted a talisman on each wooden house before returning to the house with confidence.

The bed in this shabby house is completely rotten, no one can sleep, only a small table and chairs can be used. Jingxian had already helped him fix his sleeping bag, sat at the table, and lit a short candle.

Lu Yingjiu vaguely felt that it was like a candle for a candlelit dinner.

He was a little suspicious that Jingxian wanted to create a romantic atmosphere, but he had no proof.

Lu Yingjiu paused for a few seconds at the door.

It was nothing to be with Ye Feng just now, and now when he sees Jingxian again, his head is also quite messed up.

Jingxian's face was full of anticipation: "Go to sleep, I've made a sleeping bag for you, it's getting late."

Lu Yingjiu looked at the sleeping bag and felt like a trap.

He asked, "Where do you sleep?"

Jingxian pointed to the book on the table and said, "I don't need to sleep, I just read books to pass the time at night."

This does sound reasonable.

After all, with Jingxian's night vision ability, he can see clearly without lighting. Lu Yingjiu had never seen a ghost who was nearsighted or farsighted.

It was really late, and Lu Yingjiu wanted to go to bed earlier, otherwise he would be confused when he was by Jingxian's side.

——Although Chief Lu has many admirers, he has devoted all his 26 years to the cause of exorcising ghosts, and the few female hands he has ever touched are all clients. Jingxian's appearance really had a big impact on him. He opened his eyes and closed his eyes, it was the scene just now.

So he drilled into the sleeping bag, and the floor really creaked as Ye Feng said.

Just halfway through, he suddenly heard Jingxian say with anticipation, "Ah, it's so cold in this mountain."

Lu Yingjiu: ?

He didn't know what Jing Xian wanted to say for a while.

Jingxian added, "It's so boring to leave me alone in the long night."

Lu Yingjiu: ? ?

He began to wake up: "What are you doing?"

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to leave something for me to remember for a few hours." Jingxian looked at him expectantly, "So can we kiss again?"

Lu Yingjiu: ? ? ?

Lu Yingjiu: "No! You were apologizing to me an hour ago, saying you were impulsive, why are you starting again now?"

Jingxian: "Isn't this impulsive again..."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He dug into the sleeping bag: "No. You should be caught as a rogue ghost, shouldn't the ghost world care?"

Jing Xianxin said that I have the final say in the entire ghost world, so it really doesn't matter.

He said: "We are legal husbands for a long time, how can we care. I have already disclosed my marriage situation."

Lu Yingjiu knew this.

But now he suddenly realized that Jingxian was not what he imagined, a poor priest. Shouldn't he have many friends?

He asked, "How many priests have you told?"

Jingxian replied, "Basically, I know everything."

Lu Yingjiu frowned: "How much is 'all'?"

Jingxian said, "I put your portrait in my palace, and all the priests who came in have seen it."

Lu Yingjiu: ? ? ?

He was completely awake now, and he wanted to sit up for a moment, but was pressed back by the sleeping bag.

He stuttered as he spoke: "You, you show me that portrait. Are you taking it with you?"

"Of course." Jing Xian said, "I brought it with me when I came to the world."

He began to dig and dig in that magical little backpack again, and sure enough he took out a scroll of paintings.

The painting looks expensive, like some precious scroll in ancient times. The scroll is golden, inlaid with several small gems, and there are red tassel at the bottom. The paper is thick and white, and it feels like delicate skin.

Lu Yingjiu leaned out from the sleeping bag and propped himself up to see—

Jing Xian carefully unfolded the scroll.

I saw that the gorgeous picture scroll slowly unfolded, and the faint fragrance filled the room.

Then a stickman appeared.

Lu Yingjiu: ? ? ?

He was a stickman in the literal sense, his body was a simple and rude five lines, but his head took a little thought, barely drawing messy hair, and crooked facial features—the eyes were still crooked half-moons, and That "funny" meme does the same thing.

This stickman was drawn with a brush, covered in thick ink, and stood domineeringly at the very center of the picture scroll.

Quite a bit of a condescension to the heroes.

In this way, in the thirteen years, in the middle of the luxurious wall carved with dragons and phoenixes, countless priests looked down.

"How is it?" Jing Xian's face was filled with a familiar invitation for credit, "Is it a good-looking painting?"

Lu Yingjiu: "...you put a stickman in your palace for more than ten years?"

"How can you call it a stickman?" Jingxian said, "It's obviously you. The last priest who dared to call him that, has already been sent to the eighteenth hell by me on a business trip."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He was full of thoughts: Silly lord! !

Jingxian put the scroll in front of him again: "Isn't it beautiful! I drew this myself!"

Lu Yingjiu raised his forehead: "I don't look so shocking and abstract..."

He thought to himself, no wonder Jingxian told so many priests to invite the gods to come to the realm, but he didn't show any intention of knowing him.

It's a miracle that you can recognize this ghost! don't know what the priests thought when they saw it.

And looking at Jingxian's expression, he probably sincerely thinks this painting is good-looking.

Jingxian has a worrisome aesthetic in art, and he is covered in artistic bacteria.

Lu Yingjiu only felt his temples jump, and said, "Don't put this thing back."

"How about that?" Jing Xian said, "There are still quite a few ghosts who haven't seen it."

"Don't, don't." Lu Yingjiu had a headache, "Don't."

"Alright." Jingxian immediately changed his tune, "Then let's give it a kiss, I won't hang up after a kiss."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He didn't expect the topic to turn back again.

He dug into the sleeping bag and said, "No kiss. Turn off the lights, I want to sleep."

Jingxian: "Really not..."

"No kiss, no kiss." Lu Yingjiu said, "I'm angry."

"Didn't you just say you weren't angry?"

"The more you think about it, the more angry you get." Lu Yingjiu closed his eyes.

Jingxian: "..."

It was with regret that he extinguished the fire of the talisman paper, carefully put away his stunning masterpiece, and thought that he would draw a few more pictures for Lu Yingjiu later.

The surroundings finally quieted down.

I don't know if it was because was tired from walking on the mountain road, or because Jingxian was suddenly confused, Lu Yingjiu fell asleep unexpectedly.

When woke up, it was already seven o'clock in the morning, and the roof was drenched with rain again, and could hear the mountain wind whistling in the distance.

The storm has risen again.

The calm last night was only temporary.

The crowd gathered around to eat the leftover jerky and compressed biscuits for breakfast.

There is no food left, but according to estimates, they will be able to go down from the 21st pavilion to the main road when it is close to midnight tonight.

Thinking of victory in sight, they couldn't help but cheer up, and as soon as they finished their meal, they couldn't wait to get ready to go.

Just as was about to leave, something happened.

Amei began to cough up blood.

When they were packing their bags, they heard her coughing violently, as if she was about to cough up all her internal organs. When walked over, saw that she was leaning against a tree, and there was a small pool of blood on the ground.

She is slowly transforming into a spider.

Everyone was in a panic, and they stepped back again and again, wishing they were as far away from her as possible.

Amei's face was also pale.

She was already in poor condition, coughing constantly all the way, enduring the huge pain caused by the transformation. Even Lu Yingjiu was not sure whether she could persevere on the next mountain road.

She said, "Don't worry, my transformation will take two days to complete... If I can't keep up with you on the way, just leave me and go."

She coughed again.

After this round, when they went up the mountain road again, everyone's pace couldn't help speeding up.

No one dared to lean towards Amei. Amei could only bow her head and silently follow behind Lu Yingjiu, occasionally staggering in her steps.

Lu Yingjiu pasted a few more talismans for her, but it could only ease her pain and make her barely keep up with the team, that's all.

Fortunately, this journey was safe and sound, and nothing went wrong.

It looked like they did get rid of the spider.

It's just that the mountain road is far away, and after a series of running and panic yesterday, the physical strength of everyone is very high, even with the blessing of the talisman paper, the speed is getting slower and slower.

This resulted in their arrival time, which was later than estimated.

Originally, Ye Feng expected that the rest of the pavilions were not too far apart, and the mountain road was easier to walk. Start at 7:30 in the morning, rest for an hour at noon, and then go to 7 or 8 in the evening, no matter what, it is time to go to the 21st pavilion.

As a result, at seven or eight o'clock, everyone's feet felt sore, and they stumbled. They rushed to the 17th pavilion.

After walking for more than an hour, we arrived at the 20th pavilion.

Like the 10th pavilion, a temporary resting place was also built here.

As soon as Lu Yingjiu turned around, he saw that his face covered with rain and sweat was full of fatigue, so he discussed with Ye Feng to rest for a while before deciding whether to go down the mountain overnight.

After all, the closer to the night, the heavier the yin, and the more active the ghosts and spirits are. That section of the road down the mountain is not blessed by the snake, so it is difficult to guarantee that there will be some trouble.

So Ye Feng looked around the pavilion and found a place sealed by the talisman paper.

It was a door to the ground.

The talisman paper was almost rotten, and Lu Yingjiu, together with him, took ten minutes to remove them all.

The door opened, and the iron ladder appeared in front of him.

It was pitch black and bottomless, and the vertical ladder was rusted. Although there was a ring of iron bars around it as a protective measure, it was in disrepair after all and looked scary.

Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian went down first.

Unexpectedly, the bottom is not deep.

Lu Yingjiu greeted: "Come down! It's not deep below!"

Everyone then slowly climbed down one by one.

Lu Yingjiu turned on the flashlight and looked around.

The Ye family actually built a lounge-like room underneath, with seats, sofas, tables and chairs... It was just that there was no electricity in this place, it was pitch-black, and there were several flashlights and the remains of kerosene lamps on the ground in the corners.

The gang didn't care that the sofa was moldy or the chair was rotten, but they sat on it and poured several sips of water. Several people had blisters on their feet and took off their shoes, gnashing their teeth in pain.

Amei also found a corner to stay by herself, closing her eyes and resting.

After Lu Yingjiu rested for a while, he turned on his flashlight and searched the place carefully.

On the one hand, want to see if there are any clues to the spider mother, and on the other hand, want to find, maybe Zhang Nianyun has left something about him.

Sure enough, there was still room in the lounge.

It was two back rooms, full of exorcism tools, such as talisman paper, paintbrushes, and large-scale portraits of ghosts and gods. There is also something like a patrol watch posted on the wall, recording the date when each wave of people came to visit the mountain.

Lu Yingjiu hit the light on.

[January 2, 1993, a total of 4 people

Items: A few talismans, a box of banknotes, a box of paper ingots, a suckling pig

Return time: January 5th]

[On June 16, 1993, a total of 11 people

Items: Several talismans, three boxes of banknotes, five strings of paper figures, one suckling pig, three roast chickens

Return time: June 17]

【December 2, 1993... 】

【February 10, 1994... 】

【July 25, 1994...】

People in the sanatorium may visit the mountain two or three times a year, and each time they register the date of their return.

Except for two of them.

Lu Yingjiu's eyes fell on [June 18, 1995] and [July 1, 2000]

The return date for both times is not written.

Amei said that there were two times when Baishan encountered mudslides, which happened to be in the past two years. It may have been an accident on the way back, so the return date was not written at this rest point.

Lu Yingjiu took pictures of these two dates.

Ye Feng was still looking for something in the next room, and also wanted to find some clues.

Lu Yingjiu just wanted to go over and look for him with him, but before he took two steps, he was suddenly hugged by Jingxian from behind.

Lu Yingjiu felt bad, and immediately went to break his hand, but as you can imagine, he didn't break it.

Jing Xian leaned over slightly, put his chin on his right shoulder, and said, "Let's kiss again."

There are only the two of them in this room, and Lu Yingjiu's face is still slightly hot: "What are you doing here. You're addicted after one kiss, right? Why don't you ask me if I agree?"

Jingxian said, "I'm not just asking you."

Lu Yingjiu pushed Jingxian's head away and said, "I never said we were together!"

"I know, I know, you still need time to accept it." Jingxian responded with his mouth, but his hands were not relaxed at all, "so let's kiss quietly now, quietly."

"Isn't it a kiss quietly?" Lu Yingjiu began to break his hand again.

But the absolute disparity in strength cannot be made up for by his efforts to flutter. Lu Yingjiu suspected that he had invited God, but he was not as strong as Jingxian—Jingxian didn't know what he grew up with, he was simply amazed.

There was someone outside, and he didn't dare to make too much noise. In the end, Jingxian nibbled on the neck twice, and finally broke free.

Just after the two separated, Lu Yingjiu just glared at Jingxian, and suddenly heard Ye Feng shouting: "Hey! Come over here! I found something."

Just as Lu Yingjiu was about to go there, Jing Xian grabbed him again.

Jingxian lowered his head, carefully sorted out his wrinkled clothes just now, and went over with him.

On the other side, in front of Ye Feng and Little Li, there are many photos.

That's a satellite image of the Wanming Mountain.

Although the picture is blurry, can barely see Yueshan Sanatorium, Yueshan Village, and the thirty-five pavilions on the top of the mountain.

Looking at the date, there are satellite images from the 1980s to the early 2000s.

"This is what your second master left?" Lu Yingjiu turned over a few pictures.

"Yes." Ye Feng nodded, "Look at these handwritings, they should all be left by him."

There are indeed a lot of lines drawn on the satellite map, and they are densely packed and written in small characters.

Ye Feng pointed to several notebooks next to him: "He has studied the direction of the mountains here, so that he can study the blessings of Lishen. People in our family often look at satellite images or aerial images to observe the mountains."

He continued: "The sanatorium has always been protected by the snake, and other ghosts and gods are actually very difficult to get in. Amei said that the village believes in the spider mother, but she has never been able to summon her, which is the reason. So the spider mother must have been found. You can take the opportunity, for example, during the Ghost Festival, or when the talisman paper in the pavilion is accidentally damaged..."

Lu Yingjiu asked, "Are you thinking, how did the second master make the spider mother appear?"

"Yes." Ye Feng said, "This can also help us find the spider mother. We must resolve the matter in this village."

Lu Yingjiu carefully read the notebooks.

Ye Deyong is a very serious person, most of the recorded things are research on the talisman paper - his research is more than 20 years ago, and it is relatively backward compared to now. Lu Yingjiu glanced at it and said Knowing what he was doing was nothing special.

His gaze fell back to the satellite image.

He arranged the satellite images in chronological order and looked at them carefully.

Suddenly, Lu Yingjiu said, "Look here, are there several patterns?"

He was referring to the 2003 satellite image.

Ye Feng looked at it carefully, and after watching it for a long time, he could barely see that there was a strange color in the woods.

He said: "It seems to be a little... The technology at that time was limited, and the pictures were not too clear. Could it be a printing problem?"

"But if you look closely, these are like dead trees." Lu Yingjiu said, "This picture is from July, which should be the most lush period of trees. How can there be such a large area of ​​dead trees? What's more, There was nothing like this in the previous pictures."

"Moreover, their distribution is regular, and they are all one by one, starting from the ridge and spreading out."

He pointed with his hand vacantly: "I probably counted it, there are eight in total, and they are symmetrical along the ridge. Then in the circular area near the sanatorium, the trees are also withered. At the very edge of the mountain, there is a large oval. withered form.”

When he pointed like this, Ye Feng slowly saw it.

He said, "Yeah, it seems so. How could that be?"

Little Li also stared at the side and said, "Well, you look at the circle of dead trees in the sanatorium, why do I think the shape is a bit familiar?" place, like the fangs of a spider?"

The more he talked, the more he felt like: "That's right, this circle looks like the head of a spider. If you connect other dead trees, the eight are the legs of the spider, and the last oval is the tail of the spider. It's a big spider!"

As soon as he said these words, he felt a chill behind him.

Lu Yingjiu also watched intently.

Obviously, there are pavilions along the way, and the Li Snake appears in the picture in the form of entrenched in the mountains.

But as Little Li said...

It was almost as if a huge spider had parasitized on Li Snake, and the spider legs had broken out from its abdomen, and its head and fangs had occupied the sanatorium, tearing the mountains to pieces.

Wanming Mountain is her new lair.

She patiently weaves a large web to lure outsiders into it.

He said: "Is it possible that the spider mother we are looking for is under our feet."

"What do you mean?" Ye Feng asked.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Maybe this whole mountain range is the spider mother."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden scream from the lounge.