Chapter 81
Plans always fail to keep up with changes.
Originally, what Li Zhuiyuan wanted to do was a small bowl of dishes. Each dish was marked in order and cooked slowly one by one. Now that all the dishes are crowded into the pot, he changed to a hodgepodge method. , is also a good dish.
Anyway, we are here to take revenge. If we can take revenge at the same time, we can lean on the enemy's door and watch the excitement, that will be double happiness.
“Remember, no matter what happens, if you can come out and solve it, you will never linger inside. We have formations outside, so we don’t use them in vain. There is also our retreat.”
"I understand."
"I know."
Arrived in front of the temple gate, Li Zhuiyuan stopped.
The temple door is not a big iron door or a wooden door, but a half-person-high push-pull design. It is nominally electric, but actually it is hand-pull. Even a child can easily climb over it.
However, using this door as the dividing line, Li Zhuiyuan smelled something different.
It was so strong that Yin Meng frowned, and Tan Wenbin kept wrinkling his nose.
It is normal for an old temple to smell a bit rotten, but the question is, where does this watery smell that is so strong that it almost turns into water droplets come from?
It seemed as if the three of them were not facing a temple at all, but a swamp that had been decaying for a long time.
Li Zhuiyuan took out his compass and glanced down: a place where evil is hidden.
But the problem is, I have been here before and visited the temple. If this is really the pattern here, why didn’t I notice it that day?
It is not impossible to subvert the Feng Shui pattern. I have done this kind of thing before, but they are all changes based on the original foundation.
But during my visit that day, I didn’t see any solid Feng Shui layout in the temple. The only thing that could barely be regarded as one was the crack under the general’s statue.
Normally, unless the Feng Shui master provides sufficiently detailed standard drawings, and a large construction team is hired during the day to completely transform the General Temple...
No, Even if the newly renovated Feng Shui layout can perform its functions, the strong smell of corruption cannot be filled in overnight. In this smell, there is a precipitate of time that cannot be fast forwarded.
Li Zhuiyuan squatted down, reached out with his left hand and grabbed a handful of wet soil. While rubbing and feeling it carefully, he covered his mouth with his right hand and muttered words of sensory adjectives and what he had seen. The content in the book seeks comparison.
The prerequisite for knowing autumn from a leaf is to have a huge database, and the same is true for soil observation.
Tan Wenbin also squatted down, followed Li Zhuiyuan's example, reached out and grabbed a handful of dirt, put it in front of him, stuck out his tongue and took a lick.
In an instant, I felt like I was going back to the experience of trying to fold my ears in the mountain city.
Because he could not make too much noise, Tan Wenbin could only open his mouth wide and retching silently.
Li Zhuiyuan looked at Tan Wenbin in confusion: "Brother Binbin, what are you doing?"
Tan Wenbin finally recovered and said with a guilty conscience: "Study, I'll learn from you."
Li Zhuiyuan removed his right hand covering his mouth, his palm was clean, and then let go of his left hand, and the soil fell down.
Tan Wenbin's eyes widened. It was dark and his vision was not good. He couldn't distinguish between his left and right hands.
Yin Meng said from the side: "He was dazzled and thought you were eating dirt, so he ate along with you."
Tan Wenbin: "You..."
Li Zhuiyuan: "Water monkeys have the habit of tasting soil, but this method is too eager for quick success and is not good."
Tan Wenbin nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, I was wrong."
Yin Meng changed the topic and asked: "Brother Xiaoyuan, why does it give me a strange feeling inside?"
"When I first came to Jiangjun Mountain , I discovered this place, because this is a standard place for water burial. In ancient times, some people should have chosen this place for water burial."
Tan Wenbin said doubtfully: "However, the standard place means that it is easy to be discovered. Well, shouldn’t water burial be about hiding? Are you buried here waiting to be stolen?”
"When emperors build imperial mausoleums, they usually assume that their dynasty will last forever, and dignitaries also believe that their wealth can be passed on forever, so it is not surprising that they build it here. They think it can be protected from generation to generation.
This water burial, It should have been robbed by water monkeys a long time ago. The temple built above is also a suppressive move carried out by ancient people in such places.
There are many small temples along rivers, in mountains, and in non-populated areas. , it all comes from this, its existence is not to facilitate people to sacrifice and burn Incense is only used to ward off evil and ensure peace, so the things enshrined in temples are often very strange. Anyway, they are just in form and do not need to pay attention to details.
However, this kind of place also gave birth to another unique Feng Shui. Pattern, intertwining of black and white, conflict of good and evil, no care for the living , the dead are not allowed to enter.
Some Feng Shui masters like this kind of place and will specially choose to build a monastery or house here. Generally, such a place is called a 'Yin-Yang burial' or 'Yin-Yang residence'. , combining the yin house and the yang house together.”
Yin Meng: "Then the corpse collectors in this temple are actually following a side path?"
Every industry has its own chain of contempt. Among the corpse collectors, the water monkey is the most popular. At the bottom, he was almost expelled from the ranks of corpse collectors and kicked out to live with the tomb robbers sect.
Among the traditional corpse collectors, there are also those who follow the orthodox path and the partial path. Although the Yin family has long been in decline, it has always regarded itself as orthodox.
Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "Yinmeng, your family has an old house, right?"
"Yes, but in the countryside, no one has lived there for a long time. It is relatively remote. I didn’t take you there.”
"Not surprisingly, your old house should also be built in this Feng Shui position, because the occupation of the corpse collector is to walk the yin and yang and cross the underworld. It is most suitable to choose this kind of land to build your own yang house."
< br>Yinmeng was speechless for a moment, but she didn't expect that the person who was going to the side door was actually herself.
"It's actually the same in Taiye's house, but it's just that the house has been renovated so it's not obvious. Runsheng's hometown is also the house where Uncle Shan lives, so it's easier to see.
This Houses are usually built on the corners of primitive villages. There are few neighbors nearby, only a certain area. The meeting is a little close to each other, so it is unlikely that there will be dense neighbors.
However, this is the choice of ordinary corpse collectors. This one in front of me..." Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the temple in front of him, " Being able to settle down on a large water burial site is considered a very good one among our colleagues.”
Jiangjun Mountain has not yet been developed, and the temple has no reputation. Upon closer inspection, even the statue of the general at the entrance of the main hall is one of the four generals of the Demon Family. It is not known which temple gate it was smuggled from. .
As a result, they can still form a "protection establishment" and put up a sign. Although the funding and benefits must be pitiful, it can be regarded as borrowing the king's aura to control the house.
The master and apprentice were nominally the staff of this temple, but they were just a change of work clothes when the old owner was at home.
This method opened Li Zhuiyuan's eyes.
My grandfather still had to go to the police station to pick up the sign, but the government sign was directly hung up at home.
"I don't know what they are planning, but since the living people are here tonight and the dead are here too, it should be time for the plan to be fulfilled.
Now, they have closed the door of Yangzhai and closed the Yinzhai. The door is wide open.
When we enter the temple again, it is not like when we visited it during the day, but we have actually entered the ghost house.
Anyway, be more careful when you go in, something weird might happen inside."
Tan Wenbin smacked his lips and said, "Fuck, that sounds good. Amazing, if developers choose this kind of place to build houses in the future, wouldn’t the owners be able to steal an extra apartment for free?”
Yin Meng couldn't help but rolled her eyes and said, "You live in the Yang House during the day and go back to the Yin House to sleep at night, right?"
Tan Wenbin: "Can't you?"
Yin Meng: "Where? Would a developer be so stupid?"
Tan Wenbin retorted: "Brother Liang said that in the future, if the economy develops, real estate will The price will definitely skyrocket. With the speculation on the Yangzhuang, the ghost house can still be cheap?
I watch the Hong Kong dramas on TV and the cemeteries there are very expensive. In the future, we will be near the big cities. Build commercial housing in small cities to attract people from big cities to buy houses just to provide an urn
In a community where both living people and ashes are kept, isn't it the kind of yin-yang co-housing that Brother Xiao Yuan just mentioned? "
Yin Meng felt that Tan Wenbin was talking nonsense, but she didn't know how to refute it.
Tan Wenbin had a proud look on his face.
Li Zhuiyuan said lightly: " A small city next to a big city, isn’t it our Nantong? "
Tan Wenbin: "..."
Li Zhuiyuan: "Okay, let's go in, the show inside should have started."
Yin Meng turned over first, frowned slightly when he landed, leaned over for a moment, and then signaled that it was okay.
Li Zhuiyuan came in second. When he landed, he clearly noticed that the soil was soft. When he stepped on the soles of his shoes, water could seep out from around him.
After Tan Wenbin came in, he whispered: "Is the Yin Mansion so wet? And it's also foggy."
It was only separated by a door, but the inside of the temple was not only frighteningly wet, There was also mountain fog, and it was so hazy that I could only see the silhouettes of people around me.
Moreover, the fog seems to be disturbed and is continuing to gather here, getting thicker and thicker.
“Follow me.”
Li Zhuiyuan’s right hand went back and grabbed Tan Wenbin’s waist, and his left hand moved forward and grabbed Yin Meng’s waist.
With this grab, Yin Meng shrank.
"Brother Xiaoyuan..."
Her waist is sensitive and itchy.
In the past, it was Runsheng who was responsible for opening the road. When Runsheng was away, Yinmeng, who was more capable, naturally took the lead.
Li Zhuiyuan had no choice but to change his position, grabbing Yinmeng's waistband with his fingertips and pressing his knuckles against her back.
There is no way, he needs to use his strength to guide Yin Meng's direction.
And they cannot hold hands. The two people who used to open the road and break the trail must always be alert with both hands to deal with possible changes.
We marched slowly like this and finally walked out of the thick fog. In front of us was a bulletin board with ID photos and names. There were two regular workers in the first row, and two temporary workers below.
The name of Mao Zhushan is in the first row, next to it is a photo of an old man, also named Mao, named Mao Changan.
Looking back, the richness behind them disappeared. The three of them had only walked less than ten meters from the temple gate, but these ten meters seemed as long as a hundred meters.
It seems that the water monkey who robbed this water burial at that time was very good at stealing it and at the same time retained the original layout of the water burial to a great extent. This is why the current Yin Mansion is so effective.
Previously, this kind of "ghost fog" was a common anti-theft measure in water burials.
Yinmeng secretly reached out and pinched her waist. She felt that she was still ticklish in that situation before, which was embarrassing and inappropriate.
Tan Wenbin muttered in a low voice: "Haha, I think we can order a set of action suits in the future, with a bracelet on the waist."
Although it was a joke, Yin Meng rarely refuted it. .
There are lights on in several places in the temple, but the lights are gray and dim, showing a green color.
“Continue walking along the corridor, don’t go outside.”
The corridor is a balcony building. Although it is certainly not absolutely safe, if you walk in an open area at will, there will be too many changes.
Follow the corridor and pass an office with an open window.
Looking inside, I found that the area inside was actually extremely spacious.
According to common sense, this should be a small office of three to four square meters, or a reception desk, but now that I look inside, it is dozens of square meters inside.
Tan Wenbin rubbed his eyes in disbelief, retracted his head and looked outside and inside.
He had previously joked that he could steal a set of area, but now it seems that he was too conservative. How many times the area did he steal?
However, it was empty inside, and the roof was flat, with only grooves around it. This scene looked a bit familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere.
He remembered, wasn't this layout just like the ear chamber that the four of them had seen when they entered the underground palace?
So, the corridor I am walking on now is actually the tunnel in the tomb?
The corridor first passes through the office area, and there is a left turn in the middle, which leads directly to the entrance of the main hall, where the general's statue is located.
At this time, the lights there were at their brightest, and human voices could be faintly heard.
The group of people who entered the temple earlier should be there.
And there is the switch of Yin Zhai Yang Zhai.
The last time I came here, I only found a mezzanine under the general statue, but I didn't expect that there was such a Qiankun arrangement hidden there. Mainly because I was afraid of the sleeping dead body on the other side, I didn't go undercover to check.
However, when I walked to the window of the second office, the scene inside was different.
Although it is still the same as the first office, small on the outside and very large on the inside, this time it is not empty inside. Instead, there are six steps, a bed frame on the platform, and an old man lying on the shelf.
The old man has red lips and a white face. He is wearing a shroud and has his hands folded on his belly, looking peaceful.
The old man is the one I saw that day. You can see the characteristics of the person who fished out the corpse when he walked, Mao Changan, the master of Mao Zhushan.
Is he dead?
Besides it is an elegiac couplet, signed by disciple Mao Zhushan.
Tan Wenbin asked in surprise: "The old guy was killed by his disciple?"
How could it be such a coincidence that the old guy who was so energetic two days ago died just when he and others were about to come to settle accounts? Already?
Combined with the fact that Mao Zhushan came forward and brought everyone into the temple, it can be seen that tonight's party was arranged by him, so he was the one who killed his master in advance who might be in the way.
This main office coincides with the main tomb in the water burial, so looking out the window, the dead old man looks like he is lying on the bed frame of the main tomb.
Li Zhuiyuan reached out and grabbed the door handle.
He wanted to open the door and go in to see the dead old man, although he knew very well that there was no point in doing so, and the main game tonight was over the general statue.
But, he just wanted to see it.
However, just as the door handle was turned, the wind suddenly sounded around, like a dusty tomb being opened, causing inexplicable bursts of howling.
This movement made Li Zhuiyuan have to let go of his hand.
A pool of mud accumulated from outside the corridor. After slowly stacking up, it gradually took on the shape of a human. When the mud dispersed, a faceless body was revealed inside.
Yin Meng and Tan Wenbin immediately picked up the Yellow River shovel and prepared to fight. This was the purpose of their visit tonight.
Li Zhuiyuan said: "She is far away from us. She can't see us now. Pull the net."
Yin Meng and Tan Wenbin immediately pulled out the homecoming net again. , covering the three of them.
Sure enough, although Qiu Minmin walked towards this side, she walked very slowly and did not rush over to attack like she did in the dance studio.
This is caused by the lack of corridors. Even if you die, you have to be restricted in this kind of yin and yang house.
Finally, Qiu Minmin walked onto the corridor, then immediately rose up, stuck to the top of the corridor, and began to shuttle in the corridor at an extremely fast speed.
But because the three of them were covered by the homecoming net, she could not detect the presence of outsiders. Soon she returned to the main hall and disappeared into it.
Alarm cleared.
Li Zhuiyuan hesitated for a moment, then took another look at the office window. The old man was motionless. The ink on the newly written elegiac couplet beside him seemed to be still wet, and the content was even more sincere.
Li Zhuiyuan did not try to open the door and go in to take a look, but signaled to withdraw the net. The three of them continued to walk towards the entrance of the hall, followed the corridor, came to the edge of the hall, and then slowly walked around to the rear to hide. corner before stopping and continuing to observe.
Around the entrance of the hall, there are many small black stone lions, with bronze swords hanging above them.
This is something I didn’t see the last time I came here. It should have been newly taken out and specially decorated for today.
It plays the role of isolation, and this isolation is two-way. Unless there is a violent noise like before, the internal changes will not be noticed externally.
Normally, there are very few people here at night, and the layout of the haunted house is enough to block all external interference.
However, in Li Zhuiyuan's eyes, this arrangement was very forced and arbitrary, as if he completely ignored the particularity of the external environment.
Through the cracks in the doors and windows, only the faint green lights inside could be seen, and everything else was invisible.
If you want to get in, you have to either break the formation or go out of your way.
"What's wrong with you?" Yin Meng reached out and pushed Tan Wenbin, who was shaking a little.
Tan Wenbin suddenly took a breath, as if to cheer up, and said a little strangely: "I obviously fell asleep all day long, but now for no reason, I feel sleepy all of a sudden."
Just now. At this time, the light inside suddenly changed color, turning into milky white, and the halo spread out.
Tan Wenbin's eyelids drooped involuntarily again, and he had to forcefully twist his thigh, but he could no longer control the sleepy tears in his eyes.
Li Zhuiyuan: "There is a ceremony going on inside."
Yin Meng: "Why don't I feel this way?"
Tan Wenbin rubbed his eyes while typing Yawning and saying: "Because you are slow to react."
Yinmeng glared at Tan Wenbin and asked: "Brother Xiaoyuan, no matter what they are doing now, isn't this a good opportunity for us? Why don’t you just break the formation and get in?”
Li Zhuiyuan was silent.
Yin Meng is right. This is indeed a good opportunity for a sneak attack. Mao Zhushan and Ran Qiuping did not follow any moral principles when dealing with their side.
But Li Zhuiyuan looked behind him, then looked in front of him, shook his head and said:
“No, wait a minute, the dead body under the general’s statue is still there. "Sleep, the main course hasn't been served yet, let's not be in a hurry."
Yin Meng could only nod.
Tan Wenbin continued to twist his thighs hard, trying not to sleep. In fact, he was going to have trouble.
Furthermore, what he said to Yinmeng before was correct. The reason why she didn't feel anything was indeed because of her slowness.
In the coffin shop on Fengdu Ghost Street, Yin Fuhai appears at night. Tan Wenbin was stimulated to lift the coffin lid, but Yin Meng, who is related by blood to Yin Fuhai, has always been shouting loudly. sleep.
"Go and have a look, I'm also curious about what that guy is planning, Yinmeng, take good care of Brother Binbin." After saying that, Li Zhuiyuan patted Tan Wenbin on the back, " Go to sleep, don’t hold on this time, come in with me.”
After receiving the permission, Tan Wenbin lay directly on Yin Meng’s back and closed his eyes.
Yin Meng helped him up and when she wanted to help Li Zhuiyuan, she saw the young man standing there motionless with his hands behind his back and his eyes half open.
Not to mention anything else, the boy's posture and temperament at this moment did have a sense of being out of the world, and she couldn't help but think of the portraits of those ancient ancestors in the family tree.
Tan Wenbin was already sleeping like a dead pig, and he curiously waved his hand in front of the young man.
Li Zhuiyuan: "Take good care of Binbin, remember to pay attention to the front and back."
"Brother Xiaoyuan, have you gone in?"
"Yeah."
"What did you see?"
Li Zhuiyuan said nothing.
Yinmeng knew that he was annoyed with herself.
When the Yin escape was successful, different scenes appeared in Li Zhuiyuan's sight, like doors glowing with light.
He understood that Maozhushan was performing a collective ritual of walking away from the underworld, and these doors were the memories of those inside.
But how did he do it?
In the mezzanine below the general statue, it would be great to hide the switch of the Yin Yang House. This kind of collective Yin Yang ritual cannot be easily arranged, unless he uses other powers, such as... The one who had been sleeping fell dead.
Not seeing Tan Wenbin, Li Zhuiyuan felt that he should have entered a certain door, that is, someone's memory screen.
Li Zhuiyuan was not in a hurry to go in and check. He could read the same memory picture many times faster than ordinary people, so he looked around first to check the "environment".
Here, most of the doors are open and only three are still closed.
Li Zhuiyuan first walked to a closed door and reached out to open it. Hanging inside was a girl's face.
Li Zhuiyuan had seen this face in the files and on the portrait in Sun Hongxia's house. It was Qiu Minmin.
Why is her face here?
Li Zhuiyuan closed the door. At this moment, he had to wonder again where this environment came from.
He tried to open the second door, but it was closed tightly, as if there was a force inside that was fighting against him, and the same was true for the third door.
Li Zhuiyuan began to walk back and stepped into one of the open and glowing doors.
After walking in, he saw Ran Qiuping sitting on a chair. She looked much younger than she is now. Ran Qiuping was clapping her hands and looking in front of her with a smile and pride. Qiu Minmin dancing for herself.
Qiu Minmin's dancing posture is indeed very good, which reflects her excellent talent in dance.
“Come, let’s watch my daughter dance.” Ran Qiuping took the initiative to wave to Li Zhuiyuan.
Li Zhuiyuan shook his head, but moved a step to the right. A black line extended from his feet, forming a segmentation of the screen.
The left side still shows the warmth of the mother watching her daughter dance, while the right side shows Ran Qiuping crying heartbreakingly and repressedly while holding her daughter's body.
Oh, that’s it.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't feel anything at all. He even felt that reading this memory was meaningless.
He took a step back, left this door, and stepped into the second one.
He saw Sun Hongxia, who was sitting at the dining table eating with her son Zhao Junfeng. The son was eating with big mouthfuls, and his mother was chattering beside him.
Li Zhuiyuan noticed that the bowl in front of Zhao Junfeng was very large, filled with tall rice. On the cabinet behind the picture, there was also a set of training uniforms and competition certificates hanging.
"Come, sit down and eat with my son."
Like Ran Qiuping, Sun Hongxia also extended an invitation to Li Zhuiyuan.
Li Zhuiyuan hesitated for a moment. Although it was a waste of time, he still took a step to the right.
In another scene cut from the same column, Sun Hongxia is kneeling on a futon, next to her son's portrait on the bench. She is taking her dead son with her to kowtow to apologize to Qiu Minmin who is enshrined on the high table.
Li Zhuiyuan exited this door and entered another one. This time, there were many people inside and it was very lively. Many students and police officers were searching in the mountains.
Among them, Li Zhuiyuan also saw Tan Wenbin.
A student next to him said: "Classmate, come and find the murderer with us!"
Li Zhuiyuan ignored him, and he walked over by himself.
When another student passed by him, he said the same thing again: "Classmate, come and look for the murderer with us!"
Li Zhuiyuan still ignored him, but it was obvious that the student was in front of him. Binbin, who was so excited, was already immersed in experiencing this situational game.
Li Zhuiyuan could only walk towards Tan Wenbin, who was looking for him with great energy!
He was still muttering: "Damn it, Zhao Junfeng, where are you hiding!"
When he turned around, Tan Wenbin saw Li Zhuiyuan. He was stunned for a moment, as if he was vaguely aware of the situation. He noticed something was wrong, but he still said: "Classmate, come and join us..."
Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand and slapped Tan Wenbin in the face.
"Pa!"
Tan Wenbin covered his face, and his eyes finally showed a little clarity: "Are you, Xiaoyuan?"
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At the same time, in reality, Yinmeng, who was holding Tan Wenbin, looked at Tan Wenbin's face strangely and moved to the left.
She could only reach out to straighten the other person's face.
Unexpectedly, just as they were about to touch, Tan Wenbin's face on the other side suddenly shifted. Although the process was difficult to understand, it did return to its straight position.
......
Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand and slapped him again.
“Pa!”
Tan Wenbin covered his face with his hands and said in surprise: "Brother Xiaoyuan!"
This is completely sober.
Li Zhuiyuan did not deliberately use this method to humiliate Binbin. In fact, in the Yin state, he knew the twelve methods of the Yin family and the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra". Coming out is torture for Tan Wenbin, and he will be strangled here if he is not careful.
Slapping in the face is the least harmful option that may be effective.
Anyway, Binbin understands and will not misunderstand.
"Brother Xiaoyuan, I feel like I had a long dream, and I was catching criminals in my dream! Hey, are we out now? You solved the problem while I was sleeping?
There are many people, including policemen, wearing old-fashioned police uniforms. My dad used to be like this."
"Brother Binbin, we are still in the dark"
Tan Wenbin finally understood: "Whose memory is this? Oh, by the way, I just saw Wu Xinhui, and I called him president. Where is he now?"
"Bin Brother Bin, watch carefully, I'll teach you."
Li Zhuiyuan took a step to the right, the black line extended from the soles of his feet, and the screen was divided.
On the other side of the screen, Wu Xinhui and Zhao Junfeng appeared.
Tan Wenbin also moved a step here. He found that he had not come over and was still in the original painting.
He started to jump, but didn't jump over. He started to run, still in the original painting.
Li Zhuiyuan reached out and grabbed him. He used his strength to finally get through.
At this time, Wu Xinhui held a dagger in his hand and was staring fiercely at Zhao Junfeng.
Zhao Junfeng's face was full of panic and confusion. He shouted loudly: "I didn't kill him. It's really not me who killed him, not me, not me!"
Wu Xinhui didn't. Talk and keep approaching.
Zhao Junfeng continued to shout: "Why do you want to frame me, why do you want to frame me, why!"
Wu Xinhui: "It will be fine if you die, it will be fine if you die, no one will know if you die "It's gone!"
As he said that, Wu Xinhui stepped forward and stabbed the enemy in the air. Zhao Junfeng twisted Wu Xinhui's arm with his backhand, grabbed the dagger and restrained Wu Xinhui at the same time.
Tan Wenbin couldn't help but whispered: "Zhao Junfeng is pretty good."
Li Zhuiyuan: "He has won awards in martial arts."
In Sun Hongxia's memory, Li Zhuiyuan saw practice uniforms and certificates.
"Stop, Zhao Junfeng, you have been surrounded, put down your weapons, stop committing crimes..."
"I did not kill, I did not kill, I did not..."
"Bang!"
The gun went off.
Zhao Junfeng was stunned. At this time, Wu Xinhui bumped back. Zhao Junfeng lost his balance and fell into the river behind him.
In the picture, the policeman who fired the shot was also in a daze, and his body shook slightly.
Tan Wenbin said: "Brother Xiaoyuan, it seems that Zhao Junfeng was not shot just now."
In the dark, the other party is still holding hostages. What kind of sharpshooter dares to directly attack The "murderer" fired, and the shot just now might have been just a warning shot in desperation.
Wu Xinhui knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground, a look of relief on his face.
The memory screen ends here.
Li Zhuiyuan left the door with Tan Wenbin.
The last door with light left open, Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin walked in.
In this scene, young Mao Zhushan rescued Zhao Junfeng from the river, and they were talking.
“The newspaper said that you were shot and fell into the water, and now the police and students are looking for your body.”
"I didn't kill anyone. I really didn't kill anyone. It was Wu Xinhui, it was Wu Xinhui..."
Li Zhuiyuan took a step across again, and another picture was split next to it. In the picture, Mao Zhushan found the person he had just met. Ran Qiuping, whose daughter's body was ashen-faced.
"Preserve your daughter's body, believe me, I have a way to resurrect your daughter."
The two pictures began to collapse at the same time.
“Brother Xiaoyuan, what’s going on?”
"The ceremony is about to end."
"Then let's leave quickly."
Li Zhuiyuan did not leave in a hurry, but raised his hand, and the pictures on both sides began to fast forward, and the final scene The scene showed Mao Zhushan killing Zhao Junfeng with his own hands while smiling ferociously, while Ran Qiuping knelt at the foot of Mao Zhushan and begged him to resurrect her daughter.
Immediately, Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin exited the door. He took one last look at the three closed doors. To be precise, the two doors that could not be opened.
“Pa!”
Snapped his fingers.
Li Zhuiyuan finished his walk and his vision returned to normal.
Tan Wenbin also opened his eyes, as if he had just slept and had a headache.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
There were cracks on the little lions on the ground, and the bronze swords hanging on them also fell down at this time, isolating the formation. was washed away.
At this time, through the crack in the door, you can see that everyone inside has woken up. Mao Zhushan, who is standing in the center holding a long incense, spits out a mouthful of blood, but his expression shows a strange excitement.
Mao Zhushan: "Haha, you all saw it, right?"
In the previous memory scene, the people in the room could have seen other people's memories, and Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin is a later entrant, although Binbin has integrated.
Mao Zhushan's words were not actually addressed to the living people present. When he said these words, he first looked at the faceless dead man hanging upside down above his head, and then looked below the general's statue.
Ran Qiuping rushed towards Wu Xinhui like crazy: "It turns out it was you. It was you who killed my daughter. It was you who killed my daughter!"
Wu Xinhui tried his best to push her away, but the woman was desperate. Even if he was a strong man, he couldn't get away now.
"You beast, you give back my daughter's life, you give back my daughter's life!"
Wu Xinhui shouted: "I didn't kill her, I didn't kill her!"
After Zhu Hongyu and Liu Xinya recovered, they immediately stepped forward to help Wu Xinhui push Ran Qiuping away.
“You bastard, you still haven’t admitted it yet, I’ll fight with you, I’ll fight with you!”
When Ran Qiuping pounced on her again, Wu Xinhui simply grabbed her neck and threw her to the ground. Zhu Hongyu and Liu Xinya also came over to help suppress her.
"I didn't kill her, I really didn't kill her!" Wu Xinhui then turned to look at Mao Zhushan, "Did you give us some poison or dream medicine? I didn't kill Qiu Minmin, it wasn't me!"
On the other side, Sun Hongxia was stunned for a long time. She first looked at Wu Xinhui, and then at Mao Zhushan.
She took her son's portrait to apologize to others for so many years. She made atonement for so many years. It turns out that her son was really wronged?
She regretted why she didn't choose to believe her son.
"It was you, you killed my son!"
Sun Hongxia threw herself at Mao Zhushan, who raised a smile on his lips.
"Buzz!"
Above, Qiu Minmin fell down, stretched out a hand, and grabbed Sun Hongxia's neck. No matter how hard Sun Hongxia struggled, she could not break free.
Ran Qiuping was already pressed to the ground by the three people. She turned her head and saw this scene, and immediately shouted: "Minmin, kill him, kill him, he is your murderer!"
But the daughter, who had always been "obedient and obedient", was indifferent at this time.
Mao Zhushan smiled and said: "Go."
"Bang!"
Sun Hongxia was thrown out by Qiu Minmin and hit the bottom of the general's statue.
Immediately afterwards, Qiu Minmin rushed towards Wu Xinhui.
"Ghost!"
"Qiu Minmin?"
Wu Xinhui, Zhu Hongyu and Liu Xinya were so frightened that they immediately let go of Ran Qiuping and retreated.
Ran Qiuping had an angry look on her face. She was about to get up, but the next moment, a hand pierced through her chest.
She turned her head and looked to her side in disbelief. It was a faceless face, but she always knew that this was her daughter.
"Minmin...why are you..."
Ran Qiuping's blood began to be recovered quickly and was sucked into Qiu Minmin's body.
"Ahhh!"
"Ah!!"
Zhu Hongyu and Liu Xinya screamed. This scene was indeed too bloody and horrifying.
Immediately afterwards, the general's statue collapsed backwards at this moment.
“Boom!”
After the trembling ended, a bronze door appeared below. There was a pool of water above the door. The body lying in the water slowly Sit up.
Zhao Junfeng!
Sun Hongxia looked up at Zhao Junfeng and murmured: "Son, you, are you still alive? Mom is sorry for you, mom shouldn't not believe you, mom..."
Zhao Junfeng bent down and bit Sun Hongxia's neck. Sun Hongxia's body began to twitch and she could not make a sound.
Immediately, Zhao Junfeng shook his head, and Sun Hongxia's body was thrown away. His face was covered with Sun Hongxia's blood.
On the other side, Qiu Minmin withdrew her arm, and Ran Qiuping collapsed. Her arm was also covered with Ran Qiuping's blood.
“Run!”
Wu Xinhui shouted, preparing to run away. For ordinary people, this scene can be said to be terrifying that could not be imagined in nightmares. .
"Ha." Mao Zhushan laughed.
Qiu Minmin appeared in front of Wu Xinhui and the others, blocking the way. Zhao Junfeng stood behind and blocked the retreat.
Immediately afterwards, Mao Zhushan clicked his fingers, and a mirror stood up above, and long paintings fell down on both sides, forming a ghost wall formation. This was actually very simple, but it was enough to make the three people inside Can't get out.
"Ah!!!" Zhu Hongyu screamed, holding her head.
Wu Xinhui knelt down and kowtowed: "I will give you money, I will give you everything, let me go, let me go!"
Outside, Tan Wenbin, who was peeking through the crack of the window, looked at Li Zhuiyuan in shock and confusion, and asked in a low voice:
"Brother Xiaoyuan, what kind of show are you playing here?"< br>
Li Zhuiyuan: "He is performing sacrifices... Yin and Yang accompany life and death."
Tan Wenbin looked shocked. Obviously, he had read the book and remembered this content.
Wei Zhengdao's "Jianghu Zhiguailu" records: Men and women fell dead, each occupying yin and yang. On an auspicious day, they killed their close relatives and enemies, soaked their blood, and kept each other alive.
Li Zhuiyuan was deeply impressed by this record, not because of the name of the die and the terrifying refining method, but because Wei Zhengdao obviously used a very obscure method in his subsequent introduction to the die.
He drew a picture. In the center of the picture was a throne. It was unclear what sect it was, but there were a pair of boys and girls on both sides of the throne.
The ending is: The yin and yang of life and death under a certain sect lost control, destroying the entire sect, and was later destroyed by the righteous way.
This is a hint and cannot be stated clearly, because it is probably some "righteous sects" who like to refine this kind of dead boys and girls in many mythological stories...the prototype of which may be Not so innocent and cute.
But one thing is certain, allowing Wei Zhengdao to "defend the right way" must mean that he is deeply driven by interests, so that those people who are right are not willing to be shameless, and then think about which noble and powerful people can Standard for both boys and girls.
It can only be said that they are all madmen, just like the people in Baijia Town under the river, they are all madmen who will do anything to pursue their dream of becoming immortals.
Now, the blood of close relatives has been shed, and the next step is the blood of enemies.
Tan Wenbin wondered: "Brother Xiaoyuan, Wu Xinhui killed Qiu Minmin, but Zhao Junfeng was killed by Mao Zhushan himself. Is it possible that he will have to sacrifice himself later?"
Li Zhuiyuan: "Enemies."
"Enemies' blood..." Tan Wenbin's whole face was full of horror, "So, he killed his father and sacrificed his own father? ”
Li Zhuiyuan: "His father, Mao Chang'an, is not dead."
After hearing this, Yin Meng understood why Xiaoyuan had tried to open the door of the office before, and why he had repeatedly told him to pay attention before and after.
It turns out that the young man had already seen that Mao Changan, who was lying in the "main tomb", was actually still alive.
It is indeed still alive, but it is too late to kill him. How can he offer a sacrifice? Moreover, he must be killed in the entrance of the hall with the formation pattern and at the same time from the time when the blood incense is lit until it burns out, for it to be effective.
At this time, Mao Zhushan took out two male and female dolls from his arms. The dolls were tied with threads and stuck with needles. The back of the dolls had been dyed in blood, leaving only the front of the dolls as the original color.
Mao Zhushan grabbed the woman and waved it lightly, and Qiu Minmin rushed out of the hall immediately.
Because Li Zhuiyuan and the others were hiding in the back corner, they didn’t have to worry about being discovered. Of course, in the past, the perception of hiding to avoid death could easily turn into self-deception, but now this is a ghost house. , except for the direct "perception" of seeing, hearing, and hearing, the rest of the sixth sense and so on are not accurate here.
Soon, Qiu Minmin came back with Mao Changan.
The two enemies are also ready.
Mao Zhushan sighed and looked at his old father and master, as if there was still some affection between father and son.
He first raised the female puppet and pointed it at Wu Xinhui.
Qiu Minmin leaned Mao Changan against the pillar and turned around to walk towards Wu Xinhui.
When Wu Xinhui saw this, he immediately screamed in horror: "No, no, no, don't kill me, don't kill me! Ah, alas!"
"Crack!"
Qiu Minmin bit Wu Xinhui's neck in one bite.
"Alas."
Mao Zhushan sighed first, then showed anticipation, and flicked the needle on the man's puppet with his fingertips.
At this moment, Mao Changan suddenly opened his eyes and cursed:
“Beast!”
Mao Zhushan said in disbelief: “How can you still wake up? I obviously gave you enough medicine!”
Mao Changan began to struggle. The shroud on his body was torn, but inside the shroud, there were iron chains and a big copper lock. It was obvious that his son had taken double precautions in advance.
"You beast! I raised you so much in vain, I educated you for so long in vain, but you actually dare to do such a sinful thing behind my back, aren't you afraid of being punished by God!"
< br>"Old guy, I obviously picked that book out from underneath when I first moved here when I was a kid. You actually hid it and didn't let me practice it. I'm your son and your apprentice. Why don't you practice it yourself? Don’t practice for me!”
"That's an evil book. It's full of evil spells. It's not something we can touch. I don't even dare to read it myself, nor do I dare to practice it."
"It doesn't matter, you're hiding it anyway. I also found the place. I started practicing eight years ago. It is recorded in that book that if you have Yin and Yang to accompany you in life and death, you can enter the gate of heaven and prove immortality. I don’t want to stay here with you all my life and be a corpse hunter. People!”
"Zhushan, you are suffering from a demonic disease. It's still too late for you to turn back now. Really, turn back, surrender, and atone for the sins you have committed."
"I almost succeeded, hehehe, Turn around now?”
“God is watching you. If you do something like this, you will definitely get bad luck. , I'm going to die badly."
"Come on, let me see, where is it, old man, I was fooled by your rhetoric until now, now, go to hell. It’s the place to go.”
“You evil son, evil disciple, how dare you...”
Mao Zhushan glanced at the last piece of incense placed in front of him and said:
"The incense is almost finished burning. I must complete all the ritual procedures before the incense burns out.
So, Dad, go ahead. I will break the basin for you after you die."
Outside, Tan Wenbin grabbed Li Zhuiyuan's arm, and Yinmeng was also ready to wait for Li Zhuiyuan. He will rush in at the first command.
“Brother Xiaoyuan, go in and save the old man!”
In their opinion, now is the most suitable time to take action.
Li Zhuiyuan did not give an order, but said quietly: "What the old man said sounds so familiar."
"Huh?" Tan Wenbin didn't understand what Xiao Yuan said at this time. What's the meaning.
Yinmeng also cast a puzzled look, why don’t you take action now?
Inside the house, Mao Zhushan raised the male puppet, and Zhao Junfeng also walked towards Mao Changan.
"You traitor and rebellious son, I will do justice for heaven!"
As soon as he finished speaking, although Mao Changan's body was restrained, he turned his hands, and two thick and long silver needles appeared in his hands. The needle ends with thread.
“Buzz! Buzz!”
Two silver needles popped out of the fingertips alternately.
One pierced Mao Zhushan's wrist. He screamed in pain, his fingers spread spasmodically, and the man doll in his hand fell. The other one stabbed into the top of the man doll just right, and then pulled back. I flew into the hands of Mao Changan.
Mao Zhushan: "You actually practice..."
Mao Changan flicked a needle on the puppet with his thumb.
Zhao Junfeng's eyes were red, and he rushed towards Mao Zhushan like a wild beast. Mao Zhushan was bitten to death before he could even scream.
Mao Changan held a needle in his palm and fiddled with the copper lock.
“Click…”
The copper lock opened quickly, he took a step forward, and the chain fell off itself.
Immediately afterwards, Mao Changan glanced at the corpses on the ground, suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, and began to cry bitterly:
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu You did such a rebellious thing, I feel sorry for your mother, and I feel sorry for God..."
I burst into tears and my heart was broken.
Tan Wenbin and Yin Meng, who were peeking outside, swallowed subconsciously. This old man is so fierce!
At this time, the two of them gradually came to their senses. This old man was so fierce that it was unbelievable. Why didn't he take action earlier?
Li Zhuiyuan seemed very calm and not surprised at all.
There is no way, it is really the old man's rhetoric after opening his eyes. I often say that this smell of fooling the way of heaven is too familiar.
It was his son who killed the man and caused the evil. He was kept in the dark the whole time. In the end, it was just out of self-defense that he took action against his son.
Look, he was innocent throughout the whole process, but in the end he was able to get it right, and he picked up a pair of yin and yang for nothing to accompany him in life and death.
From what Mao Zhushan said before his death, it seems that when they chose to settle here many years ago, the young Mao Zhushan picked up a book here and gave it to Mao Changan.
This book should have been left in this water burial place.
I don’t know whether the book has the effect of demagogueing people, or whether the things recorded in it have moved both father and son, but it is obvious that the father is more calculating than the son.
Seeing the deep love between father and son before him, Li Zhuiyuan suddenly felt that the mother-son relationship between him and Li Lan was not that bad after all.
I and Li Lan just peeled off each other's skin when they met, but they were really digging into each other's hearts.
Sure enough, happiness comes from comparison.
Li Zhuiyuan looked inside and whispered: "Okay, don't cry, the incense is almost gone."
Mao Changan's crying stopped abruptly, and he stood up immediately He stood up and quickly walked over to pick up another female doll.
“I am naturally responsible for guarding and suppressing such a thing that is harmful to nature, so as to prevent it from causing harm to the world!”
Mao Changan stacked the two dolls together.
Zhao Junfeng and Qiu Minmin also stood together at this time.
Mao Changan began to recite the incantation, and at the same time grabbed the blood incense ashes, sprinkled them on the two puppets, and then placed the puppets in front of the candle to ignite them.
However, Zhao Junfeng and Qiu Minmin just stood together, but no other changes happened.
"That's not right. According to the book, they should now present each other's seals, produce Yin and Yang, grow together, and release Huaguang."
As the dolls continued to burn, Zhao Junfeng and Qiu Minmin His eyes gradually turned red, showing a tendency to lose control.
"No, how could this happen? Impossible, impossible, did it fail!"
Mao Changan subconsciously looked back at his son who was all over the floor.
No, he paid such a high price, how could he allow failure.
"What went wrong? What went wrong?"
Mao Chang'an immediately picked up the two half-burned dolls again, and pulled the two dolls regardless of the fact that they were burning. When they separated, he was surprised to find that both sides of the male doll were red, while only the back of the female doll was red, while the front was still the original color.
This means that Qiu Minmin has not completed her revenge!
"No, what's going on?"
Mao Changan immediately ran to Wu Xinhui's body. His neck was broken, and his head and body were separated. This was completely dead.
"Why, why is the revenge not completed? Isn't it Qiu Minmin who killed him?"
Mao Changan roared and looked at Liu Xinya and Zhu Hongyu, who were still alive and huddled in the corner. They had been killed. I was so scared that I was a little dumbfounded.
"Isn't it him who killed you, or did you rape...kill Qiu Minmin?"
He had completely forgotten that he was pointing at two women.
Liu Xinya: "It's not me, it's not us. We didn't kill anyone. We really didn't kill anyone!"
Zhu Hongyu: "It has nothing to do with us. It wasn't us who killed him, and it wasn't Wu Xinhui who killed him. Yes, the three of us were together the whole time that night."
Liu Xinya pointed to Zhu Hongyu: "That's what she said. She said she saw Zhao Junfeng running out of the toilet."
Zhu Hongyu pointed at Liu Xinya screaming: "You are talking nonsense, it was not me who said it, it was you who said it. You saw Zhao Junfeng running out of the toilet!"
The two women accused each other, and finally pointed at the lying Wu Xinhui, whose head and body were separated on the ground: "Wu Xinhui said it. He said he saw it." Zhao Junfeng ran out of the toilet."
Mao Changan roared: "But he is not the murderer of Qiu Minmin!"
"We, we didn't see anyone."
"When we went to the toilet, we saw Qiu Minmin being killed."
"Yes, we didn't see the murderer at all."
Mao Chang'an roared: "Then why do you say you saw Zhao Junfeng killing him?"
"Who knew that Zhao Junfeng would not cooperate with the arrest? , is still dead. The three of us just wanted to provide the police with a clue for fun..."
(End of this chapter)