Fifty-one, Archaeological Team

  Fifty-one, Archaeological Team

  The three of them arrived in C City before half a day was up after getting on the bus.

  Bai Yu looked at the bustling crowd on the street and asked Old Wu, "Old Wu, how much longer until we can reach Yunqiao?"

  Old Wu chuckled and said: "There's still a distance to go, that place is quite remote, don't rush for now."

  "Is that place very remote?"

  Old Wu smiled and said, "Of course, otherwise why would people say that the person on this cloud bridge is a hermit? He doesn't live in the city, but instead goes to those remote small mountain villages. It's really hard to find him, if it wasn't for Boss coming here and me remembering the route, we might not have found him either."

  Bai Yu listened and nodded secretly, it seems that there is indeed a possibility of being a high-ranking Taoist, so he calmed down and waited to see the person on the cloud bridge.

  That small mountain village was indeed remote, as if it were isolated from the world. Old Wu drove on a lot of dirt roads before finding the place, which was already noon. The village in front of them was now surrounded by cooking smoke, and to everyone's eyes, it seemed hazy, like a paradise on earth.

  At this time, Old Wu stopped the car and said to the two people: "The mountain road ahead is more difficult to walk, I'm afraid the car can't pass through, let's stop the car here and walk past."

  Hakuba and Pon nodded in agreement with this proposal, they also wanted to take a walk along the way and enjoy the mountain village scenery.

  A few people got off the bus and were about to head in the direction of the mountain village, but just as they hadn't taken a few steps, two small cars caught their attention.

  There was no one in the car, and it seemed that they had stopped here because of the difficult road ahead. Looking at the two cars, Bai Yu smiled and said, "It seems that Yun Qiao is quite popular, so many people have come to find him." In his opinion, these people probably had the same goal as them.

  Pang Ping also smiled and said, "Not bad, it seems that the person on Yunqiao is indeed a master, but I don't know if his skills can surpass Bai Daozhang." This sentence had a few hints of flattery.

  Bai Yu listened and just smiled and shook his head, indeed not responding to his words.

  The three of them did not hesitate and went straight in the direction of the mountain village.

  Walking on the small path in the countryside, at this time Bai Yu suddenly had a feeling of merging with nature. Looking at the trees in front of him that were thriving and growing vigorously, Bai Yu couldn't help but release his spiritual awareness.

  Lingjiao is a kind of sensory ability produced when a cultivator reaches the state of Wu Zhou Shi Shu, this sensory ability is like carrying a radar, which can search for everything around him without any obstacles, even sensing heaven and earth.

  The white feather that releases the spirit of awareness can now feel the subtle and intangible aura of the heaven and earth in the mountains, which is relatively thin compared to the city but still much higher in level.

  A few people walked along the narrow mountain road and arrived in a mountain village, looking at the smoke curling from house to house. Old Wu felt nostalgic and sighed: "To be honest, I really miss it. When I was young, I also came from a rural area, and at that time, the scenery was similar to this."

  Pang Ping smiled and said, "Old Wu, it's okay, don't be nostalgic anymore. If you really miss the old times, why not stay here for a while? Now let's hurry up and take us to find the person on Yunqiao Bridge." As he spoke, Pang Ping patted his shoulder.

  Old Wu smiled awkwardly and said, "Alright, let's go."

  At this time a child saw several people and suddenly shouted: "Our village has come again, and the city people have come again."

  His sudden shout triggered a chain reaction, and the doors of every household in the village were opened simultaneously. One by one, people lifted their heads to look around, still chattering away about something or other.

  "Didn't a group of people come this morning? Now there are more people coming, is it related to them?"

  "Who knows, the people who came this morning said they were archaeologists, but this group doesn't seem like that, they don't have as many people as the ones from this morning."

  "Same here..."

  After hearing their conversation, Bai Yu's heart suddenly became a little clearer. It turned out that the two cars he saw earlier were from an archaeological team. But what ancient tomb or site could they be excavating here?

  Pang Ping looked at these villagers with some surprise and said, "Why are they staring at us like we're monkeys? Are we that strange?"

  Old Wu chuckled and said, "Actually, there's nothing to it. This village has been isolated from the world for many years, so it's normal that they don't see many people at the end of the year. It's also normal for them to react this way when they see us, no need to pay too much attention." As he spoke, he seemed to ignore the villagers' reactions and walked straight forward.

  Bai Yu and Pang Ping nodded and followed Wu's footsteps as they left.

  A few people walked forward under the gaze of over a hundred people, but their hearts were always uneasy. This section of road was like a knife mountain and a sea of fire, making them almost run wildly.

  The village road was not long, only a few hundred meters, but Bai Yu felt that these few hundred meters of road were as if they were more difficult than the Long March. However, since he had encountered such things, he naturally could not retreat and so he steeled himself to walk through this section of road.

  At this time, a group of people suddenly appeared at the end of the village. There was an old man and four young people, three men and two women. From their clothes, it could be seen at a glance that they were not villagers. Bai Yu thought for a moment and knew that these people must be the archaeological team mentioned by the villagers.

  The leader of the archaeological team was an old man, probably over 60 years old. Although his face was full of wrinkles, he seemed to be in good physical shape, likely due to years of exercise. The two girls behind him were probably his students. They looked innocent and lovely, but their faces still showed some youthful naivety, suggesting they were still university students. They followed the old man, looking around curiously with wonder on their faces.

  The two men were the same, both with similar builds. One of them wore a pair of thick glasses and hung his head down, staring at the ground as if counting ants. The other one had a big smile on his face, held his head high and puffed out his chest, but his eyes darted around in all directions, seemingly thinking about something.

  The old man saw Bai Yu and others, first stunned, thinking they came to this place as fellow travelers. He chuckled and said: "You folks, what brings you here? Are we on the same path?" Old Wu chuckled and replied: "Old sir, don't misunderstand us. We're here to find someone. We don't understand archaeology."

  The old men looked at each other and burst out laughing, saying: "Alright then, since we're not on the same path, we'll take our leave."

  Bai Yu and several others also clasped their fists in farewell, then went their separate ways.

  Pang Ping smiled and said to Bai Yu, "Bai Daozhang, do you think they will encounter evil by following those so-called cultural relics all day?" Bai Yu looked at the backs of those people and said in a low voice, "It depends on the owner's temperament and cause of death."

  The other two were very curious. Pang Ping asked: "What's going on?"

  Bai Yu sank into thought for a moment before saying, "When people die, if they had suffered too much injustice in life, there's a high chance of them becoming vengeful spirits. If at the time of death, they have a tremendous amount of resentment, it will transform into an evil spirit. If they encounter such a grave, they'll definitely collide with evil, and may even lose their lives." The two listeners were shocked, exchanging a glance with each other.

  "Now all we can do is wish them good luck and hope they don't run into that kind of trouble again."

  Lao Wu also nodded in agreement and then asked: "Bai Dashi, is there really a way to make this kind of thing?"

  Bai Yu hehe smiled and said, "This kind of thing will naturally have, since I am a Maoshan Taoist priest, I will naturally have zombies." Looking at Old Wu with a smile, "Do you want me to get one for you in the future so you can see it?"

  Old Wu hastily waved his hand and shook his head, saying: "This is still not necessary, I don't dare to touch him. If something goes wrong, I'll become his food."

  Pang Ping and Bai Yu couldn't help but burst out laughing. Bai Yu laughed and said, "Actually, the undead don't transform that easily, as long as the operation method is correct, the transformation rate of most undead is only one in ten thousand. Only those corpses who were resentful when they were alive have a high chance of transforming."

  Lao Wu listened and still shook his head: "Even if it's like that, I don't dare touch that thing."

  The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and then stopped teasing him. They closed their mouths and thought about their destination this time.

  To ordinary people, the people on this cloud bridge are indeed idle and boring. They have so much money, but they still come to such a remote place. But in Bai Yu's opinion, the people on this cloud bridge know how to choose their location. Cultivating here is absolutely more effective than cultivating in the city.

  Three people chatted and laughed along the way, and soon entered the depths of the mountain. After walking for about half an hour, a red-tiled house appeared in front of Bai Yu, who looked at the tiled house with a smile: "Should be this place, right?"

  Old Wu smiled and said: "That's right, it's here. The boss and the young lady should be inside. Let's go."

  Pang Ping looked around at the scenic spots and nodded: "I really didn't expect that someone from Yunqiao would actually live in a place like this. How boring! I couldn't stay here!" A modern person coming to a deep mountain forest, without strong willpower, would inevitably be unbearable. There is no TV, no computer or internet, and the phone has no signal. People who have been deeply influenced by modernization naturally can't do without these things for a moment.

  Bai Yu looked at the brick house in front of him and smiled slightly: "Alright, let's go, we're going in."

  The three of them immediately fell silent and walked towards the house together.