Can't see clearly. He sniffed, reached out and wiped his eyes, wiping the water in his hand. However, when he looked up again, he couldn't see clearly.
"Stop rubbing." Lu Shijiu sighed very lightly, and simply shoved the wooden branch in his hand directly into Twenty Seven's arms, and grabbed Twenty Seven's hand, forcing him to take a few more steps up.
The more he said not to rub, the more fiercely Lu Tianqi rubbed it. In the end, he covered his eyes with the back of his hand and stopped there.
The old man Liu, who was beside him, took a few steps forward in a slow response, and bent down by a wall. After a while, he went back to the steps and stuffed the things in his hand to Lu Twenqi.
"This is Uncle Liu's purse. It contains the boat money he collected a few days ago, as well as some yào seeds collected on the island. You can bring it back to Aunt Liu, so that her headache will not be so bad." Lu Nineteen After speaking for the old man Liu, after a moment of silence, he said, "I have nothing to give you..."
He raised his hand and put it on the top of Twenty-seven's head, "I'm going to find my father. In the future, don't forget to burn some paper for us in the Qingming and Zhongyuan days. After burning it, I will bless you with happiness and long life and full of children and grandchildren."
Said, he patted it three times and withdrew his hand.
Lu Tianqi only felt the coolness above his head dissipate, and his heart suddenly became empty. He hurriedly wiped his tears, looked up to find it, but found that his eyes were still a little blurry.
Through the fog-like blur, he distinguished in the dimness for a while, and found that Lu Shijiu and Old Man Liu, who had been in front of him, had quietly disappeared. He wiped his tears again, and only then saw a black shadow on the ground two feet away.
Xuan Min lifted his heels and walked over, and as soon as the fire shone, he saw two people lying down by the wall of the tomb.
The smell of vegetation juice on the stone wall is more obvious than before, and the closer it is, the clearer it is. He glanced at the blood stains on the wall, and he was convinced - there were wounds on his back, neck or other places, which were pressed against the wall, and the smeared du juice seeped in.
When Lu Nineteen fell, a circle of blood was drawn on the ground beside his fingers, surrounding a complex spell, which looked shocking at first glance.
Twenty-seven's vision was blurred, and he couldn't see clearly. He wanted to pull Lu Shijiu who was falling down, but he entered that circle unintentionally.
Xuan Min saw that the blood circle that had turned brown suddenly came alive, and the 27th Court Life Palace and the scratched palm also glowed with blood, but in the blink of an eye it dimmed again.
A faint mist flowed out of Lu Shijiu's body, whose body was already stiff and cold, and circled around Twenty-seven three times, as if it had finally become a ritual. He bowed slightly in Xuanmin's direction. It's over.
If it wasn't for the Lu family and his son, he might have died in that abandoned temple thirteen years ago. Today, life-for-life is worth a lot for him, and he gets what he wants.
It's just that in the future, in the night river of Zhongyuan, I have to put one more lamp on Twenty-seven. I don't know if he will cry...
The fog dissipated, and at the moment when the fate was changed, there was a sudden yin in this tomb passage.
Perhaps the yin-yang reversal of life-for-life touched the three hundred dead souls in this tomb, and then I heard a sudden gust of wind whistling behind me. Hooded faces swooped behind them.
Xuan Min patted Twenty-seven on the shoulder, and was about to say, "Come on," but something was already pounced behind him. The wind stirred up by his movements had an indescribably decadent smell, which made one almost suffocate.
The people in the stone statues may have had inconvenient legs and feet when they were alive. In just the blink of an eye, Wu Yingyao jumped out of the stairs one after another. One is good, two are worth it, dozens or hundreds of yin corpses like this rushed over, and it was hard to resist.
Not to mention two hands, even eight hands can't take care of it!
At this time, the tomb path seems to be bizarre, and people have nowhere to go and nowhere to avoid.
Xuan Min grabbed the string of copper coins from his waist, and his frowning expression showed a trace of unwillingness. I don't know if I don't want to use it, or it's inconvenient to use it, or... I can't use it.
Yin corpses gathered more and more, and the entire tomb passage was filled with dense mahjong, and several people were surrounded.
The circle was tightened a little bit, and the corpse of Yin bowed slowly, the waist was full of power, and with a kick of the soles of the feet, it rushed towards Xuan Min like a black wave.
"Bald donkey?!" Xue Xian in his secret pocket was shaken and his head was dizzy. He only felt a bloody smell diffused around him, and the sweet rust smell also had an indescribable yào smell. . Xuan Min's waist and abdomen suddenly trembled, and it became hot between his fingers, a little hotter than when he was cooking Xue Xian before.
I don't know if it was hot or something else, Xue Xian's heart skipped a beat.