"Oh? Do you know why Coffin Mountain is called Coffin Mountain?"

When Lin Qian heard what the boy said, he became somewhat interested. He wanted to hear what unique insights this guy had.

"Hey, brother, let me introduce myself first. My name is Liu Qi, and this is my girlfriend Wang Yi."

Lin Qian smiled, this guy is really familiar:

"My name is Lin Qian."

"Lin Qian, um, what a good name, much better than my Liu Qi. It's a pity that my surname is not Bai, otherwise I would be cheating." Liu Qi said with some pity.

Looking at Liu Qi's appearance, Lin Qian felt that he might really regret that his surname was not Bai.

"Tell me, why is Coffin Mountain called Coffin Mountain? I'm very curious about this."

Lin Qian is very interested in this kind of folklore, especially about this kind of place. It would be best if there are allusions.

"Hey, brother, you don't know this, right? Lingguan Mountain, as the name suggests, is a spiritual official. Do you know that there are five hundred spiritual officials in Taoism?"

Lin Qian shook his head, saying he didn't know much.

"What can I say?"

Seeing Lin Qian's performance, Liu Qi's eyes flashed with pride:

"Come on, come on, I will give my brother a good talk today."

"Taoist spiritual officials, that's amazing. The spiritual officials are the most revered protector gods in Taoism. Among the five hundred spiritual officials, Wang Lingguan should be the most famous."

"He is enshrined in many Taoist temples, and he is usually the spiritual official guarding the mountain gate."

"Let me tell you this, when entering a Taoist temple, the first hall inside the mountain gate is usually the Lingguan Hall. In the hall is enshrined a man with a red face and beard, wearing golden armor and red robes, with three glaring eyes, and holding a wind fire wheel on his left.

Holding a steel whip in his right hand, he looks extremely powerful and brave, looking like an extremely formidable god."

"This is the Taoist protector general Wang Lingguan, also known as the Train Lingguan Wang Yuanshuai. Wang Lingguan is often sculptured inside the mountain gate to guard the Taoist temple. His role is equivalent to the Wei Tuo in Buddhism."

"If you have been to a Taoist temple, you should have seen him. Well, if I say this, you will understand how powerful Wang Lingguan is."

After hearing Liu Qi's explanation, Lin Qian finally knew who Wang Lingguan was. It turned out to be him.

He had gone into the Taoist temple, so he had seen his statue, and it was indeed exactly what Liu Qi said.

It can be seen that Liu Qi is extremely obsessed with Taoist culture, otherwise he would not have remembered it so clearly.

But what does this have to do with Coffin Mountain?

"What does Wang Lingguan you mentioned have to do with Ling Coffin Mountain?" Lin Qian was a little confused.

"You still don't understand? Then Lingguan Mountain is the place where Wang Lingguan originated. In the past, it was the place of Longxing. Otherwise, why would it be called Lingguan Mountain?"

At this time Liu Qi's girlfriend Wang Yi opened up and revealed the truth.

"Brother, you are really out of your mind. What my boyfriend said is so obvious, but you still think of it." Wang Yi said a little funny.

Lin Qian's eyes flickered, a little confused:

"What coffin is that coffin in the coffin mountain you are talking about?"

Hearing Lin Qian's question, Liu Qi and Wang Yi were a little confused:

"Of course it's an official official. Otherwise, which official do you think it is? Could it be that it's the coffin's coffin?" Liu Qi said, dumbfounded.

Obviously, he found Lin Qian's question unbelievable.

Hearing Liu Qi's answer, Lin Qian's eyes flashed. He finally understood that the Coffin Mountain that Liu Qi mentioned had always been official.

And in his mouth, it was a coffin of coffins, haha... He really hit the nail on the head.

If this is the case, then Wang Lingguan's Longxing Land is most likely nonsense.

"Wang Lingguan... It's a shame, otherwise it will be more troublesome. I don't want to mess with the mythical ghost." Lin Qian thought to himself.

"Brother, what's wrong? Am I wrong? Lingguan Mountain is not an official official, but the coffin of which coffin?"

Liu Qi looked at Lin Qian and felt a little confused. Could he be wrong? But this shouldn't be the case. This name is all over the map.

"That's not true. It's an official official, not a coffin. You're right." Lin Qian had no intention of telling the truth.

"I'm just telling you, how could I say it wrong?" Liu Qi laughed.

Lin Qian just smiled and didn't agree with anything, as long as he was happy.

"Come on, brother, let me tell you about Wang Lingguan's legendary deeds in Lingguan Mountain." Liu became interested and said to Lin Qian.

Lin Qian nodded, did not refuse, and looked out the window. It was still a long time, so he just treated it as passing time.

In the following time, Liu Qi began to tell Wang Lingguan's great achievements in Lingguan Mountain.

Lin Qian listened very seriously. He felt that Wang Lingguan might really exist, but he was not a god, but a ghost.

But the more he listened, the more speechless Lin Qian became, because the Wang Lingguan mentioned by Liu Qi was almost the same as the protagonist in the novel.

When you are born, auspiciousness descends from the sky, cranes roar, auspicious clouds fill the air, and the sun and moon are in the same sky...

Then there are all kinds of magical and weird opportunities from one to sixteen years old.

Talking at the age of one and being able to read at the age of three are bullshit. According to Liu Qi, Wang Lingguan can ride a tiger into the mountains at the age of one and play with jackals at the age of three.

At the age of ten, he went down to the river to kill evil dragons. At the age of fifteen, he wielded his sword and made all monsters bow to him.

At the age of sixteen, he already possesses a level of cultivation that reaches heaven and earth. He is only half a step away from being able to ascend to heaven and attain immortality.

The more Lin Qian listened, the more speechless he became. Liu Qi became more and more energetic as he spoke. In the end, he wanted to sit next to Lin Qian. If his girlfriend hadn't stopped him, he might have succeeded.

Lin Qian sighed inwardly, leaned on the seat, and looked out the window. As expected, the bride sat in his arms again.

Lin Qian put his hand on the bride's abdomen. I have to say that the bride's figure is really good...

There is no trace of fat and it feels smooth to the touch.

The scenery outside the window was gorgeous, with trees and guardrails retreating rapidly. Liu Qi also said he was tired, and the bus fell into silence.

Lin Qian's eyes reflected all the scenery. He saw paddy fields, green lakes, and kingfishers preening their feathers on the branches.

You wouldn't see these things normally, and since he rarely rides buses, he has never seen them.

Coco lay by the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, her eyes shining brightly.

No one can see Coco, and no one can see the Devious Bride either. As long as Coco stays with the Bride, it will be like this.

Lin Qian leaned on the chair, narrowed his eyes slightly, and gradually began to take a nap.

There are still more than ten hours to go to Lingguan Mountain. After all, we are in the mountains, and Lin Qian did not choose to take the high-speed rail or use the ghost domain.

So it's normal to be so slow. He has a lot of time, and there are still two days left. If he goes so early, he can't find Coffin Town. It's better to take his time. Although the Cunning Bride is not good, think about it.

It's not impossible to have a good-looking bride accompany you, at least it's more eye-catching than having an ugly guy accompany you.

The bus drove smoothly on the highway. Although the occasional slowdown would cause bumps, no one cared about it.

Time passed slowly, and Lin Qian's consciousness fell into darkness. I don't know how long it had passed, but Lin Qian suddenly opened his eyes.

"ghost?"

It was very dark inside the car at this moment. Lin Qian looked at the time. It was eleven o'clock in the evening. The bus had already been traveling all day.

Although we stopped at a service station along the way, the stops were not long.

"The estimate was wrong and the bus's arrival time at Coffin Mountain was extended."

Lin Qian looked ahead, in the direction of the highway. The bus was traveling normally. Because it was night, the speed would not be too fast, no more than fifty yards at most.

Through the headlights of the bus, Lin Qian saw someone waving at the side of the road. He looked around and saw that most of them were woods.

The person waving was a woman. She looked a little panicked. She looked back at the woods behind her from time to time, as if something was about to come out there.

Lin Qian's eyes flickered slightly, this woman was a ghost slave, not a living person.

"The interesting place is probably the Lingcoff Mountain Tourist Service Center."

Lin Qian reached out and moved the bride's face to the side. She was too greedy and always liked to lie face to face on his body.

The light reflected on the waving woman, and the driver seemed to have noticed the woman a long time ago and honked the horn.

Seeing that the woman was still waving there, the driver stopped honking his horn. Instead of slowing down, he accelerated and drove directly past the woman.

Seeing this scene, Lin Qian smiled. It was really a smart choice, but unfortunately it was still too naive.

Lin Qian's eyes flickered slightly, and a starving ghost appeared and swallowed the ghost slave in one gulp, along with the fierce ghost standing in the woods.

This is a powerful ghost with a ghost realm. Even if the bus driver does not stop, as long as he continues to drive forward, he will enter that small ghost realm.

Although small, it is equally dangerous.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror and found that the woman was no longer in the darkness.

The driver suddenly trembled, with some fear in his eyes:

"MD, fortunately, when we were driving the car, the master specifically told me not to stop the car when I encounter people like this who block the car in the middle of the night, especially women."

"Otherwise, big problems will arise. As expected, Master was right, that woman is not a human being."

The driver swallowed and looked at the time. It was twelve o'clock in the morning and there were still twelve kilometers to go from Lingcoffin Mountain.
To be continued...