The master of metaphysics became rich after going down the mountain

Wen Xingzhi carried the wooden box in front, and Le Ning swayed behind, walking all the way up the tomb hill, his eyes fixed on the wooden box, wishing he had double see-through eyes.

He guessed all the way, "Magic artifact?"

"Too broad."

"Gua plate?" Le Ning guessed the one he used frequently.

Wen Xingzhi said in a calm voice, "Guess again."

Le Ning blinked, the magic weapon must be correct, but he usually used amulets or bare hands to remove evil spirits, and he used few magic tools, so he really couldn't guess it for a while.

The tomb mountain is probably often worshiped by people, and there are steps at the foot of the mountain that go straight up.

The hill was not high, and it quickly climbed to the location of the cemetery on the mountainside.

Le Ning looked around the entire tomb hill.

This cemetery is well-maintained, there are almost no weeds, and the stone monuments lined up are rarely damaged, but after all, it is old and gloomy, like it wants to swallow people.

However, since he was a child, he has exorcised evil spirits and has visited more cemeteries than beds, so he has no fear at all.

"Guess it?" Wen Xingzhi stood still, motioned to the wooden box in Chao Lening's hand, and reminded slowly, "I'm going to open it."

"Open, open." Apart from furry cats and good-looking people, Le Ning has no patience for anything.

Wen Xingzhi touched the lid of the box with his moist and white fingers, and gently opened it.

Le Ning stretched his neck, "Let me see what kind of baby it is."

I saw a rather long box with a four-sided and four-cornered thing quietly placed there.

Le Ning stretched out his hand to take out the things.

It was a lamp, an old bronze palace lamp.

On the four sides and four corners, the body of the cage is hollowed out with jiao patterns, and there are thin bells hanging on each corner, and the bells are also engraved with jiao patterns.

The dragon pattern is a specific rune, the bell will ring when the evil thing approaches, and the stronger the evil thing is, the more the bell will ring.

The reason why he knows so much is that he has played it before. When removing evil spirits in the mountains, sometimes he is too lazy to look for them one by one, so he takes out this kind of lamp and lights it. .

But later, he was almost submerged in several big evil spirits, so he seldom ordered.

In short, this thing is a lamp that attracts evil, the more evil it is, the more it attracts. Holding this lamp is like walking among vicious dogs with a piece of freshly baked delicious barbecue. It is best to be very sure that you can deal with all the temptations. Come here, so better not order.

Not to mention the cemetery where Yin Qi is most likely to breed, even on the brightly lit street, it is easy to run into evil spirits by holding this lamp.

Le Ning looked up at Wen Xingzhi.

Wen Xingzhi seemed to know what he was thinking, and smiled helplessly, "This land is too big, it's easier to carry a lamp, and it takes less effort."

In order to save trouble, bring this kind of lamp into the cemetery in a stable manner.

It turns out that Mr. Wen can do this kind of thing.

Le Ning felt that he had discovered Mr. Wen's playful side.

Wen Xingzhi drew a fire pattern and lit the lantern, and a flickering light appeared in the dim cemetery instantly.

Taking advantage of the shadow of the lamp, Le Ning jumped two steps forward, scraped the cracked stone slabs under his feet, and greeted Wen Xingzhi, "Walk around, this kind of old cemetery, and there are no street lights, it's really suitable to carry a lantern."

Wen Xingzhi held the lamp and followed as he said.

Before taking three steps, there was a soft rustling sound from the mountain.

Le Ning raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but look at the lamp.

The effect is so good?

Wen Xingzhi tilted his head, his ear bones moved slightly, and he vaguely heard heavy footsteps, "I'm afraid not."

"Not what?"

"It's not evil."

As soon as the words were finished, Duangduang ran down the hillside and rushed forward for a long time before slamming on the brakes and standing still.

"Hey, you guys, sell me what you have! The price is up to you!"

Where did it come from?

Le Ning tilted his head to look, and through the dim light and shadow, he vaguely felt that this person looked familiar.

After taking a few steps closer to the person, and finally seeing the person clearly, Le Ning realized that he was really an acquaintance.

"Song Bai?"

Song Bai was panting with his hips crossed, his face was covered with wounds from the tree branches when he climbed the mountain a few days ago, he was taken aback when he heard this, "Who?"

He walked in a few steps with empty eyes, saw Le Ning's face clearly, and instantly his whole body became ill, "Why is it you again!!"

Longman……

Shouldn't I say this?

He really felt that he had met this rich second generation too many times, as if something was pulling him somewhere.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you."

After Song Bai screamed, he didn't care so much, passed Le Ning, pointed at the lantern that Wen Xingzhi was holding,

"This! Sell it to me! The price is up to you!"

As Song Bai said, he took a few more glances at the lights, he saw a spiritual light rising from the mountain just as he came up, and now he looked at it, it was indeed the lights flickering and the spiritual light was shining, it was worth his running.

Wen Xingzhi's eyes fell lightly on Song Bai's body, he didn't talk about turning on the light, he just stared at the person, and Song Bai's calf turned inexplicably, feeling flustered when he met a respectful person engraved in his blood.

Le Ning tilted his head, couldn't help it, and asked Song Bai curiously, "Do you know what this is?"

Song Bai was so flustered by Wen Xingzhi's stare, he couldn't help but let go of his hands on his hips, muttering like a primary school student meeting the dean,

"How do I know..."

In the middle of the conversation, he seemed to feel that this was too embarrassing for a rich second generation. He raised his head, like a fighting rooster, came over aggressively, and bumped Le Ning away.

"I don't care what he has. If it's full of aura, it's a good thing. I have plenty of money. You can't lose you if you sell it to me!"

Le Ning rubbed his sore shoulder, looked at Song Bai's back, and really wanted to hit his ass.

Wen Xingzhi bypassed Song Bai and walked to Le Ning's side. Seeing that the child was not seriously hit, he looked at Song Bai unhurriedly, tapped his index finger on the wooden handle of the lantern slowly,

"Is there money?"

"That... of course."

Song Bai didn't know what was wrong with him, but he always felt that the man who carried the lantern was very dignified and imposing, which made it difficult for him to speak smoothly.

Even if he didn't know what Zhaoxie Lantern was, he still bought it. Looking at Song Bai, Le Ning felt a headache. Even if it was for his own sake, he couldn't sell it to him.

"Get out, we don't sell anything."

Speaking of his brother's friendship, he rubbed Wen Xingzhi's shoulder, "That's right, Mr. Wen."

"Yes." Wen Xingzhi looked away from Song Bai, "You go."

The moment Wen Xingzhi looked away, Song Bai only felt a mountain move away from his head, and his breathing became much easier.

But he still wants to be stubborn, "If you don't sell it, you won't sell it! I still don't buy it!"

After saying this, he quickly turned around and ran up the mountain.

Le Ning simply chose a mountain path opposite to his, and followed the stone path on this step, on the side of Wen Xingzhi, and checked the tombstones one by one.

This cemetery built on the mountain is very large. Under the dim light of the community, the stone steles are erected in the gloomy night, shrouded in cold evil spirit, which is a bit more terrifying than ordinary cemeteries.

From the mountainside to the top of the mountain, after reading hundreds of tombstones one by one, Le Ning stood on the hillside in doubt, "It's really strange."

"It's indeed a bit strange." Wen Xingzhi nodded in agreement.

No problems at all, none of the tombstones are faulty.

Not to mention evil spirit, even Yin Qi is so thin that it hardly exists.

It can even be said that the few residents I ran into in the parking lot when I came out of the community had more evil spirits than the tombstones.

The evil spirit lamp has been on for so long, but there is no response. It is obvious that this place is full of evil spirits, but the cemetery that is most likely to gather evil spirits is the cleanest, which is really incomprehensible.

When Le Ning was thinking about whether to go back to the community to take another look, a scream came from the other side of the mountain.

The author says:

Song Bai: I am very rich.

Wen Xingzhi: Don't worry, it will be gone soon.