It took about four hours to drive from the airport to reach the small town near Qiushan.

It was a town that was much more prosperous than they had imagined.

Looking around, you can see people wearing ethnic minority costumes everywhere, and stalls selling local souvenirs. There are also many tourists strolling in the streets in groups, and the whole town is very lively.

But Lin Xi and his friends didn't have time to join in the lively atmosphere. As soon as they got off the car, Xu Fei contacted the local person responsible for picking them up.

He was an old senior who had worked in a special department before. He was already seventy years old this year and had retired a long time ago.

The department had arranged everything for him to return to the capital after his retirement, but he chose to leave the capital and come to Prison Mountain.

In his words, he has long been accustomed to the busy life and cannot live a comfortable life.

When he was working, he was mostly busy with tasks. Now that he is retired, he can live for his own interests, hobbies and curiosity.

The old man's surname was Gui, and Xu Fei called him Uncle Gui.

When Lin Xi saw him for the first time, he was surprised by his special appearance.

Because she couldn't even see through Uncle Gui's face.

It’s not that it’s completely impossible to see through, but it’s half clear and half blurry.

She was very sure that the strength of the strange uncle in front of her was inferior to her own. Even if he had some magic or was wearing a magical device that could conceal his features, she would not be able to see through it.

But the fact is that she couldn't see it completely.

Generally speaking, there are two types of people whose faces cannot be seen clearly. One type is the one she just mentioned, the person whose strength is greater than hers.

The other type is the dead.

Even if a powerful Taoist priest came, he would not be able to see through the face of a dead person.

As the saying goes, when a person dies, all lights go out. The moment a person dies, everything in his world is like being paused, and his future ends.

At the moment of death, the yang stops and the yin begins, and the gathering of yin energy will blur the dead person's features, making it impossible to predict his fate through his features.

The Uncle Gui in front of him had half the appearance of a dead person, but he was obviously a living person.

This strange situation was related to a type of person Lin Xi had heard of.

That's the coffin.

The so-called coffin child, as the name suggests, is a child born from a coffin after the death of a pregnant woman.

When the child is born, the mother is already dead, all her physiological functions cease, and the fetus in her body generally dies as well.

However, there are still some unexpected situations, that is, the fetus in the pregnant woman's belly will still be ejected after her death.

This kind of child is called a coffin child.

For most people, the death itself symbolizes bad luck, and the fact that the child was born from a coffin by a dead person signifies bad luck and disaster.

Therefore, even if the coffin boy really had an accident, he would not be treated well.

This situation was too special and too rare, so Lin Xi had only heard similar rumors but had never seen it with his own eyes.

Uncle Gui's current situation is somewhat similar to that of Coffin.

The face is half clear and half blurred, which corresponds exactly to the situation of being in the dead air.

Seeing Lin Xi looking at him with a hint of doubt, Uncle Gui seemed to have noticed something and said to Lin Xi with a smile: "My friend is also a member of the sect, right? Are you also subconsciously looking at my face?"

Lin Xi apologized to him because his behavior was seen through.

"Excuse me."

It's just a habit.

Uncle Gui waved his hand and said cheerfully, "Haha, I understand. Anyone who knows a little about this kind of thing would have this habit."

Since the other party didn't mind at all, Lin Xi asked the doubts in his heart.

Uncle Gui nodded directly.

"Yes, it's what you think."

He is indeed a rare coffin man.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, his surname and origin carry ominous meanings, but in the Xuanmen, his characteristics add a lot of convenience to his daily work.

Because of his peculiar identity, he occasionally goes to places with strong yin energy and may even be regarded as a demon by ghosts.

And he can sense the existence of evil things better than others.

Although he suffered a lot of coldness and disgust in his childhood because of his background, he also gained convenience and benefits because of it.

What's more, he is now at his age and no longer cares about these things. He can speak frankly about his background.

It is just like that.

Although Lin Xi couldn't see Uncle Gui's face completely, she knew from his appearance that he was definitely a man of great fortune.

Seeking help from the dead.

How many people in this world can be so lucky?

After a brief chat, Uncle Gui took them on their journey.

Although it was late at night, time waited for no one, and there were still several people waiting for them to find them. If they were any later, they would be in greater danger.

So it is impossible for Lin Xi and the others to sleep for one night and look for it tomorrow.

Although Uncle Gui is almost seventy years old, he has a strong body and steady steps. He must have practiced internal martial arts.

He drove an off-road vehicle and took Lin Xi and the other three directly to the direction of Qiushan.

We took a small path and soon arrived at a village.

The village happened to be at the foot of Mount Qiongshan. However, the strange thing was that although there were many houses in the village, when night fell, there were few houses with lights on.

This was also Xu Fei's first time here. His previous knowledge of the situation here was limited to what he had learned from the Internet. He didn't know the more specific situation of the villages near Qiushan, so he could only ask Uncle Gui.

Uncle Gui has been in Prison Mountain for nearly ten years since his retirement. He knows the situation here like the back of his hand, and he certainly knows more than them.

After parking the car in front of a house in the village, Uncle Gui got out of the car and answered Xu Fei's questions.

"Something happened in this village before, and many people in the village just moved away."

Xu Fei hurriedly asked what happened.

Uncle Gui sighed, "About thirty years ago, many people died in the village one after another. Some fell asleep and never woke up again, some collapsed while walking on the road, and some died before they could even swallow a single bite of their food. Anyway, a lot of people died..."

Thirty years ago, Xu Fei had not even come out of the world, so of course he didn't know about these things.

Even if the unit had files recording these cases, he had never paid attention to them.

At that time, so many people died in the village for no reason, which naturally attracted the attention of the local government.

However, they have sent many top people in various industries to investigate, but they have never found out the reasons why those people disappeared mysteriously.

Water quality, air quality, and even food, the factors most likely to cause the deaths of large numbers of ordinary people have been ruled out one by one.

After a long investigation, no exact cause was found, and the case became an unsolved one.

The villagers who were still alive at the time witnessed the deaths of the others, and the official did not give a definite explanation, which means that the deaths of those people were most likely not caused by normal causes.

In this case, how could they dare to continue living here?

So those who could move away moved away. There was really no other place to go, so they had no choice but to stay.

However, after they stayed, they were always nervous and would be terrified if there was any disturbance in the village.

Later, some families became better off and quickly moved out of the village.

Gradually, no one lived in the village.

In fact, the local government later contacted the special department and asked people from the department to take a look, but because it was such a long time ago, not much could be seen.

In the end, they could only bury some talismans in various locations around the village for defense and security.

Nothing happened in the village in the following years.

However, what happened that year scared the others. Even if they knew that the government had brought people in to do something, they would not dare to come back to live there.

Most of the people living here now are elderly people who have one foot in the coffin. They have never felt much about death, and since old people want to return to their roots, they have never left.

"I'm going to go in and get something. You guys wait here for me."

Uncle Gui said this and went to get the things.

While Uncle Gui was getting something, Xu Fei, Xiang Long and Xiang Wei also quickly checked whether they had left anything behind.

As for Lin Xi, he had nothing with him except a backpack.

During this period of time, she had already repaired the Qiankun bag to its original state, and all the various medium and high-level talismans she had drawn before were also put into the Qiankun bag.

The Seven Star Sword was almost damaged when Guan Yu and Ji Kong were fighting. Later, she found a way to repair it with her spiritual power, and she estimated that it could last for a while.

And the Hanxing Umbrella that she took back from Jikong, which was her little Eighteen, was naturally also carried with her and put into the Qiankun bag.

So all she needs is a Qiankun bag, and the backpack is actually filled with food.

Xu Fei, Xiang Wei, Xiang Long and the others brought a lot of things, including basic living supplies, various talismans and weapons, as well as magical instruments specially prepared for this matter, such as a compass, a compass, and a flashlight.

The most important thing is that there are emergency rescue equipment such as satellite phones and RTK equipment.

They didn't know how long they would have to stay in Prisoner Mountain, nor how dangerous it was, so in addition to those basic Xuanmen equipment, they naturally had to use modern technology to seek help.

After checking the things, Uncle Gui also came out of the house.

He also carried a bag, which was very old and must have been used for a long time.

In addition to the bag, he was actually carrying a live chicken.

The big rooster was tied up so tightly that it couldn't even flap its wings.

As if he knew that his life was coming to an end, he kept screaming.

The cry was loud and shrill, lingering over the quiet mountain village for a long time.

Uncle Gui grabbed the rooster's neck and strangled its cry for help.

Although the chicken was in a miserable state, we had no choice but to sacrifice it in order to make the journey into the mountains smoother.

Seeing Uncle Gui's posture, Lin Xi and the others quickly realized that the big rooster must be the one Uncle Gui was carrying to worship the mountain god of Qiushan.

Bring offerings and kowtow devoutly. Perhaps the mountain god will see their sincerity and allow them to have a smooth journey.

This is similar to the grand groundbreaking ceremony held in many places before starting construction. Regardless of whether there is anything, the intention must be there.

After everything was ready, Uncle Gui led the way and led them from the back of the village to Prison Mountain.