Chapter 93 The mourning Bai Sha
Outside the ancient house.
A man was wandering around, holding a white lantern in his hand with a large black character "Dian" written on it, and an incense stick in his other hand.
The incense stick is burning, exuding a fragrance that lingers.
The white lantern exudes light in the dim environment. It is a pale light that is very strange, but it can illuminate the road ahead.
"Why don't I take it if I don't want it? You don't know if I take it secretly."
Zhou Deng thought to himself: "I am very interesting, I left a copy of everything for you."
He didn’t want to stay in the old house.
Because there are dangers in the ancient house, and there is no way to find the treasure.
So when the next night came, Zhou Deng secretly took away a stick of incense and a white lantern at the door.
The lantern in front of the ancient house was originally red, but soon after they entered the old house, it turned white, and he took the incense stick from the incense burner in the back hall.
With the lantern in hand, he did not try to leave the ancient house, but just wandered around.
“There is really no way to leave this place without the supernatural bus.” Zhou Deng entered the old woods along a winding path.
This road is the path to the back door of the ancient house and is not the same road leading to the main door.
“The former owner of the ancient house must have built a road here to facilitate his evacuation one day.”
"Maybe you can find a way out of here by walking along this road. If not, you might also find some treasure buried by the owner of the ancient house."
Zhou Deng rolled his eyes and was typing some strange questions. idea.
Gradually.
He followed this path deep into the old forest.
Along this road, Zhou Deng quickly came to a fork in the road.
"Huh? Are there footprints here? What were they left by?" Zhou Deng looked at the footprints on the yellow mud road.
Judging from the number of footprints, I am afraid that two or three people have walked here before, and the footprints are still very new and should have been left in the past few days.
"I'm afraid there won't be any living people in this ghostly place. Could it be that the old man walked through it before he died?"
"Or is there a powerful ghost walking here?"
< br>Zhou Deng looked at the direction of the footsteps at the fork in the road, which was the direction leading to the highway.
It's just that this road looks like an endless road, and there is no road at all.
“Forget it, don’t worry about this.”
Zhou Deng quickly gave up on walking towards the path to the highway.
Because the evil ghosts came from that way, it is difficult to imagine whether there will be other evil ghosts at the end of this road.
Following the footprints, Zhou Deng walked towards the other direction where these footprints lead.
However, Zhou Deng walked very carefully. As he moved forward, he kept avoiding the footprints.
Because no one knows whether there will be some unknown curse left on these footprints.
Holding a white lantern, we walked deeper and deeper, and the surroundings became darker and darker.
Soon.
The nearby woods were all shrouded in darkness, leaving only a vague outline. There was only a yellow mud road extending forward, as if there was no end.
"A weird road that never ends? Do you want to turn around and go back?" Zhou Deng frowned, thinking about this problem.
But after thinking about it, he shook his head and gave up.
He chose to keep walking forward, because it might not be safe to go back and enter the ancient house. There are dangers everywhere in this ghost place, and maybe it might be better outside.
He didn't know how long he would walk and couldn't calculate the time.
He only knew that the old trees around this yellow mud road gradually became sparse, and then he came to an empty place.
"Woooooo!"
As Zhou Deng approached, he paused in his steps.
He heard an extremely strange cry.
The cry was strange, with some incomprehensible supernatural power, which made Zhou Deng feel a little sad for no reason.
“This kind of crying, maybe the red and white demons are in front of me, right?”
Zhou Deng's face darkened. He had not forgotten that the red and white demons also appeared near this ancient house and even hit the bus.
“No, this kind of crying is too scary. I remember that Bai Sha’s crying can be avoided by being deaf, but it doesn’t seem to have much impact on me.”
Although Zhou Deng was not sure whether the cry was coming from the red and white demons, if it was the red and white demons, he would have been attacked when he heard the cry.
Zhou Deng frowned and looked at the lantern in his hand.
“Is it this lantern that helps me resist this influence? Or is it this incense stick?”
"It's better to retreat."
Zhou Deng couldn't help but have some thoughts of leaving.
But he quickly gave up the idea and continued walking forward.
Across this road with few trees, Zhou Deng soon came to a cemetery.
From a distance, Zhou Deng could see fire appearing there. When he got closer, Zhou Deng's pupils shrank suddenly.
"Red and white demons!"
Zhou Deng was shocked. He didn't expect that the red and white demons would enter the old forest at some point.
“What are you doing?”
Zhou Deng looked ahead. The ghost bride representing the red evil was standing alone not far away, with her hands flat in front of her belly, motionless like It is like a watch stone facing the white evil in the distance.
At this time, Bai Sha was kneeling in front of a tomb. Behind him, there were five ghosts wearing mourning clothes kneeling behind him.
This weird cry spread from the direction of Baisha.
At this time, Bai Sha was throwing pieces of copper coins into the copper basin and lighting them on fire.
“What a waste of natural resources.”
Looking at the paper coins that were constantly being thrown into the copper basin, Zhou Deng’s eyes widened.
He knew that the paper copper coin was definitely some kind of supernatural object, but he didn't expect it to be burned by Baisha like this.
There are also several glasses of wine placed in front of Bai Sha, which are obviously some kind of supernatural items.
"Huh? No, that's the white ghost candle."
Zhou Deng's eyes suddenly widened, and he suddenly discovered that a white candle was burning on the cemetery in front of Bai Sha. Emitting a dark light.
At this time, Zhou Deng came back to his senses, and he noticed that at some point, there were strange figures near the cemetery.
Those were all attracted after being lit by the white ghost candle.
"Damn!"
Suddenly, Zhou Deng was startled.
I don’t know when, several terrifying figures appeared around him. One of them, a dead face covered with bruises and stained with mud, appeared in front of him under the white light.
Zhou Deng looked around, and at some point, several ghosts appeared around him.
Fortunately, the light of this white lantern protected Zhou Deng from supernatural influences.
Hearing the noise, Zhang Hao, who was still crying, slightly raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw the figure who was holding a lantern and looking towards this side.
Looking at the lantern inexplicably, Zhang Hao felt a strong attraction that made him want to get closer.
"It seems that the time is almost up. Yang Jian and the others have begun to come out to report their funerals. In this case, let's start taking action."
Zhang Hao looked back at the portrait on the tomb. The man in the portrait seemed to be attracted by the lantern.
Seeing this, Zhang Hao stretched out his hand to grab the bowl of ghost rice.
This time, he was not affected when he grabbed the ghost rice and put the ghost rice away smoothly.
Seeing this, Zhang Hao took the few ghosts wearing filial piety around him back into the ghost painting, and then walked towards the ghost bride.
After the ghost bride took the initiative to hold Zhang Hao's hand, she immediately walked in the direction of Zhou Deng.
Obviously, the ghost bride is also attracted to the white lantern.
But because Zhang Hao was still mourning for Luo Qian's grave, and there was a white ghost candle burning beside Zhang Hao, she didn't leave.
At this time, Zhang Hao had already walked over, and the ghost bride immediately left the cemetery.
“Coming towards me?”
Zhou Deng noticed the situation here and his face sank slightly.
“I hope this white lantern can prevent me from being attacked.”
Zhou Deng can only place his hope on this white lantern now, and he doesn’t know if it can withstand such terror. The devil.
Fortunately, Zhou Deng's worries were unnecessary.
After Zhang Hao and the Ghost Bride walked near Zhou Deng, they did not attack him.
The ghost on the white lantern left by Zhang Dong is very scary. Even Zhang Hao and the bride do not have the ability to pass through the lantern and attack the living people standing in the white light. But if you think about it, you can understand that the evil ghosts imprisoned in this old forest are not simple.
In the original work, a group of people holding white lanterns dug up so many trees and led out many evil spirits in the ancient house without being attacked.
How could Zhang Hao and the Ghost Bride alone, plus the few ghosts who had accidentally escaped from trouble, break the protection of this lantern now?
"It seems that even the red and white demons can't attack me inside the lantern. This lantern is really a good thing."
Zhou Deng looked at the white light that stopped near it. Then the red and white demons disappeared into the darkness. When their eyes lit up, they suddenly felt like they had found a treasure.
Being able to resist this level of evil ghosts will give you more protection when you hunt for treasures in the future.
After making sure that he was not in danger, Zhou Deng immediately walked to the grave where Zhang Hao had been crying.
He first looked at the portrait on the tomb. It was that of a man. "It's a pity that such a handsome man died here."
"Luo Qian? Does this have anything to do with the red and white evil spirit? Why is the white evil spirit mourning here?"
Zhou Den whispered as he looked at the things in front of the grave.
In the copper basin, there is paper money that has been burned and turned into paper ashes. At the same time, next to the tombstone, there is a white ghost candle with less than a fifth left.
Zhou Deng naturally had no thoughts about this white ghost candle.
The white ghost candle's ability is to attract ghosts, and he has no intention of lighting it on fire.
Zhou Deng looked around and soon found two glasses of blood-colored wine placed in front of the tomb.
"The supernatural thing above is still there, good thing."
Zhou Deng squatted down and reached out to get the two glasses of wine.
However, as Zhou Deng bent down, the eyes of the man on the tombstone moved strangely, and he also looked down at his hand.
"Pa~!"
Zhou Deng suddenly withdrew his hand and slapped himself.
"Zhou Deng, Zhou Deng, you know that there is danger here but you still reach out and pick up things. What if you attract some kind of curse and are targeted by evil spirits?"
< br>Like Zhang Hao before, he gave up his inner thoughts when he was looking at that thing, picked up the lantern, and did not touch the two glasses of blood wine in front of the grave.
As Zhou Deng took back his hand, the man in the portrait on the tombstone slowly retracted his eyes, and everything seemed to be back to normal.
"It seems that the two glasses of wine now belong to Luo Qian."
"But there are only three bowls of ghost rice here. Will Yang Jian and the others need to exchange ghost fragrance with Luo Qian for blood wine in the future? ?”
Zhang Hao looked at this scene with no expression on his face, but he was thinking in his heart.
At this time, Zhou Deng continued to wander, and he came to the second grave.
The second grave is that of Zhang Youhong. There is no blood wine in front of the grave, but a bowl of white rice.
With the previous lesson learned, Zhou Deng did not dare to touch the things in front of the tomb this time.
"It's a pity that someone so beautiful died. That cheongsam seemed nice. I wonder if it was buried in the grave." Zhou Deng thought.
Then he slapped himself again: "Zhou Deng, Zhou Deng, you can't be like this. Is it appropriate for you to dig someone's grave and take off their clothes when someone else is so beautiful?"< br>
He then walked around several other tombs and found that there was another tomb with a bowl of white rice on it.
“Go back, go back, it’s a waste of time if you don’t find anything.”
While Zhou Deng was complaining, but before leaving, for some unknown reason, he came to the second woman's grave by accident and inserted the stick of incense on the grave.
"You are the most pleasing to me. I can give you a stick of incense before leaving, and Zhou Deng's visit here is not in vain."
He couldn't see anything special about this incense. , and it seems that this thing will burn out in a short time, and it is of no use keeping it in hand, so I might as well throw it away.
He is not interested in this kind of consumable, it is not as useful as the lantern in his hand.
Holding a white lantern, Zhou Deng returned the same way.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Hao wanted to stop it, but after thinking about it, he didn't move in the end.
Zhou Deng seems to be affected by some kind of supernatural being, and there are six graves here.
If I interrupt Zhou Deng's behavior, it may lead to some unknown changes here.
Not long after Zhou Deng left here.
The incense stick standing on the tomb is burning rapidly, very fast, the incense ash falls down one by one, and the strange thing is that the burning smoke is not floating upward, but going down. Floating down, it sank into the old grave.
The smile on the portrait of the woman on the tombstone in front of the grave seemed to have changed, and the smile became wider.
Then the portrait gradually faded, the color became lighter, and finally the portrait disappeared, leaving only a blank space on the tombstone.
The next moment.
The old tomb suddenly sunk and collapsed.
A white hand with red nails suddenly appeared. That hand rested on the tombstone. With a slight movement, it collapsed the tombstone and buried it in the sunken old grave.
Turn around.
A strange woman with a graceful figure and waist-length hair wearing a red cheongsam appeared in the middle of the open space.
This woman exudes a kind of fragrance, which is like the smell after burning the incense before, but also seems to have a different smell.
However, this woman does not have that rotten, lifeless feeling.
"Crash"
The wind picked up in the nearby old forest, and the trees swayed and rustled.
"Chuck, cluck." The woman laughed.
The laughter echoed, accented.
The swaying old tree immediately returned to calm.
The woman left. She walked along the yellow mud road towards the ancient house.
Under the red cheongsam is a pair of red high heels, as bright as blood, with a rust handkerchief hanging around her waist. It is elegant and weird.
However, Zhang Hao and Zhou Deng cannot see these.
Zhou Deng walked forward and crossed this path. After a long time, he finally came to an ancient house.
In the darkness that Zhou Deng could not see through, Zhang Hao led the ghost bride and followed Zhou Deng all the way.
This old forest is too big, and there are some incomprehensible supernatural beings that cannot be seen through. Without anyone to lead the way, Zhang Hao cannot determine the specific location of the ancient house.
At this time, inside the ancient house.
Yang Jian and others have just repelled a wave of incoming ghosts. They are safe for the time being and are resting and discussing what to do next.
"Wait a moment, there is movement outside."
Suddenly, Yang Jian waved his hand, and he looked in the direction of the back door.
There was a wooden door ajar at the back door. Through the crack of the wooden door, he could vaguely see a pale light swaying in the distance, and it was slowly approaching here.
After a certain distance, he was sure that it was a person, carrying a white lantern and walking along the path from the old forest.
"It doesn't look like a ghost, but it looks like Zhou Deng who disappeared before. Yes, that's right, it's that guy Zhou Deng." Someone also saw it and immediately started gritting their teeth.
"Is this guy not dead yet?" Fan Xing was also surprised.
Before, the ancient house was shrouded in darkness and danger came. Except for the safe location in the back hall, other places were extremely dangerous.
Even if Zhou Deng nominated him as captain, there would be no way to survive in this environment.
Crunch!
The back door was pushed open.
Zhou Deng walked into the back hall with his feet covered in yellow mud. He was a little surprised and said: "I just saw someone here, so I came over to take a look. I didn't expect you are all here. What happened just now?" "
"Where were you before?" Yang Jian looked around and asked.
“Of course I’ll walk around here to see if there’s any danger.” Zhou Deng said.
Yang Jian said: "What's the result?"
Zhou Deng said: "This place is indeed not simple. There is an old tomb in the forest, and the red and white demons are still mourning there. I see Feeling something was wrong, he left a stick of incense and left. "Did you take the lantern in your hand from the front door?" Yang Jian looked at the familiar lantern.
"It's dark outside. Bring a lantern to light up the road. It shouldn't be a problem." Zhou Deng said.
“I deliberately looked for other places before, and found that there is no other way to leave here. The only place I can stay is this ancient house. Now I plan to go around again. .”
Fan Xing immediately said, "Don't mess around with Zhou Deng. This place is not as simple as you think. The ancient house is the only safe place. If you mess around and break the balance, all of us will be killed."
"And you shouldn't take that incense. The incense here is very special and has strange effects. It is very important to us."
"I didn't find anything special about that incense. "Yes." Zhou Deng frowned.
"Hey, everyone, can you not discuss the issue of the incense now? I want to know if Zhou Deng was the only one who came in just now?"
Suddenly, someone immediately reminded me said, and then he pointed to the footprints on the ground.
Everyone looked.
There were messy footprints of different sizes at the back door, which seemed to be lingering next to the door.
The motionless back door now moved automatically in the absence of wind, slowly rocking back and forth.
(End of this chapter)