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Gao Yan turned into the alley following the instructions of the passers-by, and found a flag with black characters on a white background. On the flag and flag were written the words The First Pagoda Bone of Mindu in traditional characters.

The flags and streamers hang high under the eaves. Below the black eaves is a wall that is not stained with dust, and there is a little moss on the corner of the wall. There is a little rainwater remaining in the cracks of the stone road, probably because it has rained recently.

The white wall stretches forward, as if you can't see the bottom. Think about what the passer-by said when you asked the question just now, walk a little further when you see the flag, and knock on the door when you see the door.

Gao Yan walked for about four minutes, and finally saw a door embedded in the wall. If you don't pay attention carefully, you might just ignore it.

It was a very ordinary black wooden door, and the shop head on the door knocker was a bit special, not the common Jiaotu animal head, but a portrait. The portrait looks majestic and extraordinary, as if it is a god who suppresses evil and eliminates evil.

Gao Yan settled down, held the door knocker and knocked three times, but there was no response from inside, he paused for a moment and then continued knocking, this time it didn't stop. He knocked on the back of the door until there was a response before stopping, waiting for the door to open.

After a while, the door opened a crack, and a sleepy middle-aged man held a lantern and looked at Gao Yan through the crack: Where did he come from? What are you doing?

Gao Yan is sure that the sky and day can be seen clearly without a lantern, and it is not the time to sleep, so there is only one possibility, the middle-aged man in front of him has his work and rest upside down day and night. Seeing that Gao Yan didn't answer, the middle-aged man asked again impatiently: Where are you from? What are you doing here?

Gao Yan: I'm here to ask for the tower bone.

The expression of the middle-aged man immediately became very unfriendly, staring at Gao Yan and cursing, but Gao Yan was not only indifferent but also had no intention of leaving. It's useless to scold him until his mouth is dry, the middle-aged man simply stopped scolding, and patiently advised him to go to other places and not come here to make trouble.

Gao Yan pointed to the banner at the entrance of the alley: I'm here to ask for the tower bone.

The middle-aged man cursed a few words, and finally agreed, but said in a gloomy voice: If you want the tower bone, you have to pay something.

Gao Yan: I want to stay here with you. Looking up, staring straight at the middle-aged man, he said softly: There is no hotel in the town, so I will just stay here with you for six days.

The middle-aged man slammed the door shut, but opened it again after a while, and said coldly, Come in.

Gao Yan walked in, and the middle-aged man closed the door.

The middle-aged man called himself Chen, and everyone in the town called him 'Chen Youshen' and 'Chen Qingshan'. He laughed when he spoke, but his voice was ugly, like a cold wind blowing through an alley, making people feel cold for no reason, or like a row of fine needles scraping across an iron plate, making people sick. I personally prefer the name Chen Qingshan, do you know why?

Gao Yan looked up at Chen Qingshan, pursed his mouth and said nothing.

Those people in the town are talking nonsense to you, right? Hehe, you are afraid that I will harm you and you still come to me, you are so funny. They are the same, they are all a bunch of idiots. Begging me and fearing me at the same time, hehe, I I like the way they fear me and have nothing to do with me. Chen Qingshan spit on the ground, extremely disdainful and full of malice.

Do you know what a tower bone is? I guess you don't know. It must be those fools who tricked you here. They want the tower bone themselves, and if they don't have the guts to ask for it, they trick a foreigner. If you do this kind of thing too much, you won't be afraid of getting caught. Scourge, hehe, anyway, I was condemned by God, so I just waited for them to be condemned by God.”

Chen Qingshan looked back at Gao Yan again, his eyes were straightforward and bloody, as if looking at Gao Yan's bones through his flesh.

Idiots, a group of idiots. You are too, you are all. Chen Qingshan spat again: If you want the tower bones, you have to find the materials yourself. You find them yourself.

Chen Qingshan walked forward with a white lantern. The road was not long. The house behind the door was a three-entry courtyard. It was quite large, but there was no one there. It was as quiet as a haunted house, and under the blue sky and broad daylight, the footsteps of the two of them seemed particularly loud.

Gao Yan never spoke, and Chen Qingshan seemed to be used to it, talking to himself and cursing from time to time, as if his mind was not normal.

After finally reaching a courtyard, Chen Qingshan pushed open one of the wing rooms and let Gao Yan in.

You lived here for six days, and you found the materials for the tower bones yourself. He handed the white paper lantern in his hand to Gao Yan: Take it, I don't know if I can survive.

Gao Yan took the white paper lantern and nodded, but still didn't say a word.

Chen Qingshan made a 'tow' sound, waved his hands and left.

Gao Yan was cautious, knowing that Chen Qingshan was not malicious at the moment, and at the same time guessed that he wanted to arouse his curiosity along the way and asked.

Chen Qingshan slandered the townspeople in front of him, trying to create an image of being rejected and discriminated against. Inside and outside the words, the townspeople cannot believe it, and there are secrets hidden in the ancient town. Even asking him to ask for the tower bone meant that Gao Yan had stepped into the trap of the townspeople.

If it's another person, I'm afraid I can't hold back my curiosity and ask.

Who made Chen Qingshan reveal a lot of information in his words, and all of them said half a sentence without leaving a sentence, which made people's hearts itch. I can't wait to pick up the words and set out more secrets, it's like knowing the player's identity and purpose, and setting a trap on purpose.

Gao Yan didn't know who was lying to him, but if, as Chen Qingshan said, the townspeople wanted to use him to get the tower bone, then at least he wouldn't be harmed in a short time. Therefore, the only instruction that fits to save his life in a short time is to ignore Chen Qingshan, and don't say anything except the two crucial sentences.

After closing the door and entering the house, Gao Yan took the white paper

The lantern was placed on the table, and then she pulled a chair and sat down, staring at the white paper lantern for a while, then suddenly stretched out her hand to lift the white paper cover outside the lantern.

When the cover was removed, what was placed inside was not a candle but a scented oil lamp. The wick was burned a little short, causing the fire to start to dim. Under Gao Yan's gaze, it slowly went out.

Gao Yan lowered his eyes, thinking about the six rural songs in the reminder, which mentioned Qingshan and Youshenhui.

Chen Qingshan's name is a nickname given by the people in the town. His real name is not Qingshan, so the Qingshan here should be the same Qingshan as the worshiping Qingshan in the folk songs.

The reason why Gao Yan made this judgment was because of the Youshenhui and the tower bones. If he guessed correctly, Chen Qingshan should be the best at making 'Qingshan tower bones', so he was called 'Chen Qingshan'.

This game field is called 'You Bodhisattva', a custom and culture that is very popular in the Fujian capital area, also known as Youshenhui and raising statues.

As the name implies, at the grand event, all the statues of gods from temples of various sizes are invited out, and they walk around ten miles and eight townships with gongs and drums. A special folk culture festival.

The journey to the gods is accompanied by other programs, such as lion dance, dragon dance, gongs and drums, acrobatics and bands, etc. Among them, raising gods and puppets is the most important part of the program. God puppets are puppets made of mythical figures in folklore, and corresponding to them are tower bones.

The so-called tower bone, that is, the statue. They are just low-level god statues, most of them are shady soldiers and erratic staff, such as black and white impermanence.

The tower bone idol is divided into the head tube and skeleton of the giant idol. After being made by specialized craftsmen, people get into the skeleton and carry the head tube to wander with the team.

The folk song mentions You Bodhisattva and You Shen Hui, but they all mean the same thing.

In some areas of Fujian, there will be a meeting of gods on the 15th or 20th day of the first lunar month. Worshiping evil spirits and worshiping Qingshan mentioned in the folk songs is mainly to pray for peace and get rid of evil spirits. As for Qingshan... if you guessed correctly, it should be Qingshan Ling'an Zunwang, one of the traditional Taoist gods in folk beliefs.

The abbreviation is Castle Peak King.

There is another phrase lifting the gods, lifting the Buddha, lifting the empress. Youshenhui is to carry the statues of gods through the streets. I have never seen the statues of Buddhas. They mainly worship the gods of folk beliefs in the Mindu area.

For example, the empress in Carrying the Empress may refer to Mazu Empress, or the Holy Mother of Shuntian and Pearl Empress. These are gods of local folk beliefs, not widely popular gods.

The squat little ⒋ Sheng Umbrella dwarf Lord and Weng Zai God mentioned in the next few sentences are all gods believed in the region, but the names are different, and the meanings are probably the same.

But it involves the gods of local beliefs, and the content of the folk songs is quite weird, either dying or breaking the neck, it sounds like a person.

wrong.

Gao Yan realized that his guess about the nickname of Chen Qingshan was wrong just now. He should not be called Chen Qingshan because he was good at making Qingshan Pagoda Bone.

Because Qingshan Ling'an Zun Wang Mingming is the city god of Mindu, who is also the patron saint, mountain god and judicial god, and his status is extraordinary. The identity is not comparable to lower gods such as Yincha, at least it must be carried out as a god puppet during the Wandering God's Meeting, instead of appearing as the image of a tower bone.

The tower bones are low-level gods.

It is absolutely impossible for Chen Qingshan to make the 'Qingshan King Pagoda Bone', that is a blasphemy against Qingshan King.

Gao Yan can only analyze this far at most, even though he has carefully studied the folk customs of Mindu, especially the wandering gods.

However, when the information obtained is not specific enough and the clues are not enough to support the background reasoning of the entire game field, it should not be over-analyzed, otherwise it is easy to enter a misunderstanding.

So up to this point, Gao Yan didn't think about it anymore.

He stood up, picked up the white paper lantern cover and put it back on, then walked towards the bed.

The age of this playground is a bit old, as if it has returned to a remote and closed town during the Republic of China. Quaint streets, houses, vendors, and various old and backward means of transportation.

Chen Qingshan's mansion, including the interior decoration, was also a feature of the Republic of China. The decoration of the door is relatively simple, with the Eight Immortals table, Taishi chair and a simple wooden bed, not even a picture or a vase, making the room look very empty.

Gao Yan lifted the quilt and smelled it. The quilt smelled of trees and sunshine, and it was clean. He took off his shoes and lay down on the bed, when he closed his eyes, he suddenly missed Chu Suibi.

Since he entered the game field, Chu Suibi has been following him all the time, even protecting the first game field secretly. It was the first time that he really entered the game field alone.

Moreover, in the primary field, players go straight to the destination, gather with other players on the first day, and the number of ghosts is very small, so the boss can be quickly screened out. The middle level field is the opposite, so far the more special character is Chen Qingshan.

But there is no way to judge whether Chen Qingshan is an NPC or a boss, he is too normal.

If it is in reality, whether it is Chen Qingshan's behavior, words or the ulterior motives of passers-by, it is abnormal. But in the abnormal game field itself, the behavior of Chen Qingshan and passers-by seems to be normal when the player knows that the background is not ordinary——

It's normal to follow the script.

There are also many characters, so many that there is no way to find the boss. Perhaps because of this situation, this game field does not have a particularly high difficulty, and it does not make things difficult for the player, but only requires the player to survive.

Gao Yan made a comparison between the intermediate course and the elementary course, but finally had to admit that the elementary course was really easy.

The first point is that the place where the primary field takes place is usually a fixed place.

For example, buildings, villas, and main houses, etc., have fixed locations and easy access to clues and information.

The prompts of the questions and the gods are very friendly. Sometimes it is easy to understand and easy to understand. Just relying on the questions and the hints of the gods can infer the background of the game field, and then find the clues to pass the level smoothly.

The second point is that there are very few characters that appear in sequence, and basically the boss personally fights the players.

NPCs are rarely seen in the first few game fields, and the boss can be easily confirmed. What is more difficult to identify is the first game field with high-level gods and the promotion field.

On the other hand, in the middle-level field, the questions and the prompts from the gods are very inexplicable. If you want to get an excellent A-level evaluation, you have to figure it out by yourself.

trouble.

The location is fixed in an ancient town with tens of thousands of residents, and the boss is hidden in it, so it cannot be easily found.

Another trouble.

Gao Yan turned over, opened his eyes and stared at the ground and muttered to himself, Bodhisattva! Bodhisattva! What do you mean?

As night fell, Gao Yan unknowingly fell asleep and didn't even eat dinner. In the middle of a deep sleep, he was suddenly awakened by the sound of gongs and drums resounding through the sky. He turned over and landed suddenly, followed the source of the sound to the window, and heard the sound of gongs and drums behind the wall.

Frowning and thinking for a few seconds, Gao Yan returned to the table of the Eight Immortals, picked up a white paper lantern and walked out of the room, took a lantern from under the corridor to ignite the fire, lit it, and walked out of the courtyard with the lantern.

After walking out of the courtyard, Gao Yan realized that the outside of the courtyard was completely shrouded in darkness, and there was not even a trace of light to be seen. Fortunately, he was holding a white paper lantern in his hand. Although the light was dim, he could still see the road within half a meter.

The faint light is moving forward in the darkness, looming, as if it is being gradually swallowed.

too dark.

Gao Yan frowned, and followed the sound of gongs and drums to a wall with a white paper lantern. Through the wall, he heard the increasingly loud sound of gongs, drums, and firecrackers outside. It sounded very lively, but it was strangely quiet.

Generally speaking, the loud and lively gongs, drums and firecrackers should be accompanied by noisy voices and footsteps, but there is no such thing.

No voice or footsteps could be heard, so it seemed weird.

Gao Yan held up the white paper lantern to shine on the wall, found a small gap two centimeters wide, stepped on one foot, and quickly climbed up the wall. When he poked his head out first, he saw that the two-meter-wide stone alley was full of people outside. people.

The crowd formed a long line, with no head or tail to be seen. Adults, children, men, women, old people and young people, countless, lined up and walked forward, and there were children chasing and jumping around the crowd.

――But there is no sound.

The children were running happily with strangely big smiles on their faces, and the adults and old people also had smiles on their faces, but it seemed that they were all dumb, and it was like a very incongruous and ridiculous silent film, with all the voices blocked. Take away the general.

But there are still the sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers.

The people in the middle are carrying many statues of gods, probably the local gods such as King Qingshan, the third prince, and some empresses. There are also people wearing tower bones leading the way in front, and those statues of tower bone gods include Dwarf God and Weng Zaiye.

Weng Zai is a puppet, and the short boy god refers to big and small ghosts, black and white impermanence, etc.

A stream of people rushed forward one after another, each holding a white paper lantern in their hands. If it wasn't for the absence of human voices and footsteps, and the fact that it was late at night, I'm afraid this would have been a grand parade of gods.

Gao Yan put the white paper lantern in his hand on the top of the fence, propped his palm on the fence and was about to climb up, when he suddenly felt something was wrong, he almost fell off when he raised his head.

——The crowd who were originally focused on the front all stopped suddenly, turned their heads, and stared at him coldly, like a group of puppets whose pause button was pressed.

In the middle of the night, there is no moonlight or starlight, and even the lights are a very dim and faint fire, and there is an extremely weird Wandering God's Club outside the wall. The scene of lying on the wall and peeking but being discovered suddenly is enough to scare people away.

Gao Yan held his breath and stood there for a while, slowly realizing that the crowd did not notice him.

It turned out that the fire light of the white paper lantern was too dim, it couldn't even illuminate the range within half a meter. Gao Yan happened to be outside the illuminated range, and he hid in the darkness.

The fire was not extinguished, and the crowd stood still.

Gao Yan was so nervous that cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and the bean-sized cold sweat dripped down the tip of his nose, and landed on the tiles with a 'click' sound, which was exceptionally clear in the dead silence.

Gao Yan's pupils constricted suddenly, and there was commotion in the still crowd. They seemed to be surrounding them, but in the next second a black cat rushed over and bumped into the white paper lantern.

The fire was extinguished, and the cover of the white paper lantern was also fireproof, so it was not burned.

The black cat lingered on the wall for a while, then jumped into the crowd with two meows, and was torn to pieces in less than two seconds.

The discord disappears, and the crowd moves on.

With gongs and drums and firecrackers, it is lively and quiet, weird and terrifying.

It wasn't until the crowd was almost gone that Gao Yan took the white paper lantern and jumped down, pressed and rubbed his sore arm and said, Come out.

There was no movement in the darkness, and Gao Yan really couldn't see anything.

The darkness here is so unusual that without light it is impossible to see at all. Even if there is light, darkness will swallow the light.

Gao Yan tilted his head and waited for a while, but there was no sound. He spoke again: The black cat that was torn up just now had no blood, and ten minutes later it turned into a puddle of shredded paper. It should be Yin Yang or Qimen Dunjia. The only normal people in the game field are players. Not only normal, but also shooting

Nosy players should know me, but I don't know players who know Qimen Dunjia. The only ones I know are the maidens of the Chrysanthemum school who happen to know onmyoji.

Ju Li Hua Ling, long time no see.

As soon as the voice finished speaking, a flame lit up in the darkness. The white and cold flame trembled and was extremely fragile in the darkness, but it was enough for Gao Yan to see the girl holding the lantern clearly.

- Chrysanthemum flower bell.

Chrysanthemum Flower Bell was wearing a light purple cherry blossom silk kimono, with her long black hair hanging down her back, she was as quiet and elegant as a fairy that haunts the night.

She came alone, without the man in black that she saw at the promotion field by her side.

Juli Hualing: What a coincidence, Gao Yan.

Gao Yan: I don't really believe in coincidences.

Juli Hualing: Shall we go together? Gao Yan: When did you come into this house?

Juli Hualing: Probably not long after you came in, the time difference was not more than an hour—don't get me wrong, I didn't follow you.

It's only the first day, and you don't have time to follow me. Gao Yan said in a low voice, and then asked, You already knew I would come to this intermediate field.

Juli Hualing: Guess, I guessed it. You may not believe it, but I know you very well. I have been paying attention to you since a long time ago, analyzing your character, and understanding some of your choices.

Gao Yan's eyebrows twitched: Just for your eldest sister?

Juli Hualing: Yes.

Gao Yan: Last June was the first time I entered the game field, but before that, I didn't even know that I would enter the game field. Also, even if I would enter the game field, how can you be sure that I will have Guanyin? The mark of the gods? How can you be sure that I am walking the same path as your eldest sister?

Because you are the player who inherited the will of the elder sister. The elder sister divination out ten years ago. Juli Hualing said softly: Actually, the number of owners of the imprint of the gods is limited. The higher the level, the number will increase. The less. And the more advanced the gods, the fewer the owners.

Gao Yan frowned, this was different from what Little Guanyin said.

Most of them died in the first game field. Juli Hualing's tone was filled with pity: It was originally an elimination death field where the weak preyed on the strong. If you have treasures but are unable to protect them, you can only die. Players die Afterwards, the marks of gods on them become ownerless and can be re-marked for ownership. In fact, many people wanted the marks of gods of the elder sister, including long braids and King Asura.

Gao Yan: Your elder sister must have done something to prevent them from getting it.

Juli Hualing: Yes. The elder sister forcibly peeled off the mark of the gods before the clearance failed. The mark of the gods that was discarded will return to the original game field to sleep until the next player has it. And the mark of the gods of the high-level gods can be Appearing in reality, it can also be given as a gift—”

Gao Yan, haven't you thought about who sent the eight-armed Guanyin statue to you?

Gao Yan frowned: It's you?!

Yes, it's me. Juli Hualing nodded generously: My elder sister and I personally gave you the god's imprint of Guanyin, so Gao Yan, you are deeply entangled with my elder sister's causal relationship. She is yours. Because, one day, you must understand her fruit.

Gao Yan: You plotted against me and made me owe you?

Juli Hualing: We just follow our fate.

Tch. Gao Yan sneered, his eyes getting colder.

Juli Hualing: One day, you will understand that all of us, all the ghosts, gods, and players involved in the game field, are all karmic fate. They cannot escape. Without me and elder sister, there will still be Other sisters and brothers plot against you.

Gao Yan knew that Juli Hualing might not have lied, but he was still displeased with being manipulated and calculated.

Whether it's Juli Hualing and her eldest sister, or the calculations of the gods and games, he is particularly upset. But he has no way to resist. When he comes now, he can't do anything temporarily.

Gao Yan could only dormant.

Juli Hualing: The first intermediate field, why not cooperate with us.

Gao Yan: What do you give in exchange?

Juli Hualing: What?

Gao Yan: I understand the folk customs of the game field, and I know what those six rural ballads refer to. But you should not understand. You may understand the myth system of Huaguo, but you may not necessarily understand the folk customs of Guangdong and Fujian. and local mythological figures.

Juli Hualing was silent for a long time, and asked back: Are you sure I don't understand?

Gao Yan: I wasn't sure before, but now I'm sure.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be silent for too long, let alone ask back questions.

In fact, Gao Yan was not sure before, because the folk customs of Mindu are very similar to those of Ryukyu Island. Scholars from island countries happened to have studied the folk customs and mythological beliefs of Ryukyu Island, and even analyzed customs such as the Wandering God Association.

Gao Yan wasn't sure if Juli Hualing had seen it, so he just tricked her.

Fortunately, Juli Hualing has never read it. She has studied a lot of mythology systems and the mythology systems of small countries. She has studied too much and the Chinese mythology system is too huge. She only understands the main body and does not know its branches.

Juli Hualing sighed: Okay, I will give something of equal value in exchange.

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