A timid voice sounded, Ah Che tugged at the corner of Lin Yan's clothes: "Let's go, this place... smells like death."
Lin Yan patted his head and said it would be ready soon. He knelt down and picked the hip bones of the male corpse with a dagger. He wanted to find out if there were any clues. He only heard a click, and the skeleton without ligaments could not hold on. Scatter into a pile.
"What is this?" A small card with a light green background slipped out of the cloth on the skeleton's body. Lin Yan pinched it and saw that it was an old first-generation citizen ID card, which was pressed with a transparent shell. Wipe away the bones and rags on the top, and inside is the handwritten identity information. The black and white photo is very blurry. It is a young man named Jun Jianshe, with thick eyebrows and a round face, looking very simple.
The name on the ID card made him feel familiar, and he pinched the ID card repeatedly until Yin Zhou came over to pull him while muttering whether he saw a relative, Lin Yan asked strangely: "Do you see this surname, is it very common?"
A Yan came over to take a look, and said that it was quite rare, what's the matter, Lin Yan shook the ID card in Xiao Yu's hand: "Twenty years ago, the gang of workers who went crazy and died in your tomb There is also a surname Jun, who is called Xiangdong or Xiangbei, last time we read the files at Brother Chen, he is a foreigner."
Lin Yan recalled: "At that time, something happened in the team, and the villagers who were hired by the archaeological team were dismissed temporarily. There were a few foreigners who did not receive wages or pensions. One was put together with his recruitment form, and he seemed to be called Wang Zhong, and he left without taking any money."
"Wang Zhong?" A Yan suddenly raised her head, "I, my master is called Wang Zhong!"
For a while, everyone was silent and looked at him blankly. A Yan's face turned red, and she twisted her hands in embarrassment: "It's not that I didn't say it on purpose, you, you didn't ask..."
Lin Yan was silent for a long time, he clenched his fists and stared at the dark corridor in the distance, and said softly: "... I went to Duan Ze's tomb and tried my best to go to Xiao Yu's place, what are you going to do?"
Yin Zhou was also confused by this sudden turning point, thought for a while and said: "It's hard to draw conclusions based on the same surname, maybe it's a coincidence, only one escaped with a broken arm, and the temple owner's arm is in good condition." , definitely not a prosthesis."
Lin Yan sneered: "The ghost of the temple owner is still lingering, which means that his purpose has not been achieved. It's fine that he has nothing to do with these two dead people. If there is, he will not be able to enter Duan Ze's tomb. He also met a ghost in Xiao Yu's tomb. Hold on until now... I'm afraid we're in big trouble, who knows if it's been so smooth recently, is it being used as bait for fishing?"
Being tossed and tossed by invisible people all the way made Lin Yan feel a sense of anger in his heart. He kicked the stone wall vigorously and said angrily, "Whether he has an old problem of 20 years or 500 years, I have to fight him to the end." Lin Yan yelled towards the end of the corridor: "I don't care who you are, I'll see you in front of the coffin, Duan Ze's mess, I'll clean it up for him!"
As he spoke, he carried the equipment bag on his shoulders, turned around and greeted: "Assemble, let's move on."
Everyone agreed to pack up their things, but Da Chuan and Xiao Chuan leaned against the wall with their shotguns in their arms and did not move. Lin Yan thought they hadn't heard clearly, so he greeted them again.
"Grand Eleven." Xiao Chuan glanced at his brother and said awkwardly, "We two... we don't want to leave."
This title was specially ordered by the village head. The genealogy records that Duan Ze is the only son and the eldest son. It was the custom at that time to add a ten in front of the rank to represent Ding Xingwang. Inherited the title of Eleventh Young Master Duan Ze, because he was an elder in the past, Xiao Chuan had to respectfully call him Eleventh Grandpa.
"Are you leaving? Stay here to look at the corpse?" Lin Yan didn't understand for a moment.
"No." Da Chuan scratched his head, "Look, we have already sent you to the grave as ordered by the village chief. After these few days, there are ghosts and dead people. If we go further, we may not be able to figure out anything. We want... want to go back."
This time Lin Yan understood, and exchanged glances with A Yan, thinking that when entering the tomb, he had lied to the two of them because of the curse, and now that there were signs of danger, he didn't want to force it anymore, so he nodded and said trouble You guys, go back and thank the village chief.
Xiao Chuan smiled guiltily, and after a few instructions, he followed Da Chuan back. The two of them were leaning against the wall, but this movement actually wiped off a large piece of white plaster. Glancing at the wall: "Hey, there are words?"
"What was written?" Lin Yan said as he pawed at the stone wall twice, and this time, three or four pieces of plaster fell off in a row, exposing a two-foot-square rock wall.
A Yan scanned with a flashlight, her complexion suddenly changed, she turned her head and took out the incense and a yellow flag from her bag, lit the incense quickly, and inserted the flag into the incense burner.
Lin Yan remembered that the temple master also used this trick when dealing with Xiao Yu, and he immediately felt bad. He and the Duan family brothers must have gotten into trouble. As if by a magic trick, the little yellow flag standing in the cauldron began to shake, and then It turned into a violent tremor, the flagpole seemed to be held down by an invisible hand, stretched into a circular arc, the flag surface crackled, and finally broke with a snap.
Xiao Yu suddenly turned his head and stared at the two corpses on the ground, as if he suddenly understood something, he grabbed Lin Yan's wrist: "Go, go now!"
The little Taoist groaned: "It's too late, this is the Soul Bound Formation, the walls are full of ghost curses..."
"The souls of these two people... have not been reincarnated at all..."
The voice just fell. Suddenly, a woman's eerie laughter came from the end of the deep tomb passage, as if it was in the distance, but also seemed to be right next to the ear, and then a male voice was mixed in, hehe, hehe's wry laugh echoed endlessly in the dark corridor.
"What... what is laughing?" Yin Zhou's voice trembled slightly.
"Dead." Xiao Yu pointed to the two corpses on the ground.
"Tap... tap..."
"Tap..."
The sound of slow footsteps came from far to near, as if a corpse was being dragged forward by something, with the feet hanging limply on the ground, and every step made a slow sound of cloth rubbing against the floor tiles, but deep in the corridor there was only a hopeless sound. Endless darkness.
Everyone was frightened by the gloomy voice, no one spoke, no one even dared to test the ink-like blackness with a flashlight, for fear of seeing the dead man tied to the wooden frame in the light circle, rushing forward with his head down. They laughed.
Lin Yan's scalp was numb. Turning his head to look carefully at the writing on the wall, he immediately regretted the carelessness of the few people. It turned out that the stone wall of the entire corridor was covered with white plaster and mud. Fengshui here is good, and it is impossible for the ghosts in Xiao Yu's tomb to be unable to reincarnate and accumulate resentment, so they simply used magic to artificially arrange a magic circle to trap ghosts, that is to say, in the past twenty years A man and a woman on the ground failed to reincarnate at all, but turned into ghosts and became the guardians of the ancient tomb.
"Everyone, pay attention to the substitute on your body. If anyone burns, stick a talisman on his body immediately, and if it doesn't work, spray blood from the tip of his tongue!" A Yan ordered anxiously, but before he finished speaking, a strange sound suddenly came from behind.
"Crackling..."
"Crackling..."
Lin Yan turned his head abruptly, and it turned out to be Da Chuan and Xiao Chuan, who looked quite strange, with their heads down, shoulders shrugged, arms hanging limply, and strange creaking noises from their mouths.
They are grinding their teeth.
"Oops..." Ayan clenched a handful of cinnabar in his hand, "The evil spirit rushed forward, I, I thought they were young men with a strong yang spirit, so I didn't serve as a substitute for them, so they were the first to target them..."
"Chong body? Same as Yin Zhou and his sister?" Lin Yan remembered the appearance of Xiao Yang being possessed last time, and sweated anxiously: "I don't have time to save them now!"
Xiao Chuan suddenly raised his head, his eyes were only white, his mouth was painfully opened until it became a deep black hole, but a sharp and cold female voice came out of his throat: "I am wronged..."
It was too late and then soon, Ayan rushed forward, a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue was spraying on Xiaochuan's face, only heard a scream, Xiaochuan waved a pair of fingers and claws to grab Ayan, the Taoist swung his dagger to go Unexpectedly, the body of the person being charged by the evil spirit is like a copper wall and an iron wall, and the blade cannot be inserted at all. Almost at the same time, Da Chuan rushed over and jumped straight at Yin Zhou, grabbed his neck with both arms, and slammed into the wall: "You give me my life! You give me my life!"
Xiao Yu and Lin Yan rushed towards Xiao Chuan and Da Chuan, Xiao Yu and Xiao Chuan saw the evil ghost, Xiao Chuan was obviously afraid of him, and staggered back a step, Lin Yan had seen the strange power of a ghost before, so he hurriedly yelled : "Don't hurt people, we have to send the brothers back!"
Xiao Yu used brute force to press him against the rock wall, his fingers dug into the bone of the lute to hold the evil spirit, Xiao Chuan's neck was ripped apart, blood flowed out of Xiao Yu's hand, the little Taoist didn't know what he was doing, and the flames shot into the sky for a while.
Here, Yin Zhou's throat was tightly locked by Da Chuan, and his whole face was flushed red. Lin Yan had never confiscated ghosts in his life, but Xiao Yu forced him to read some basic theories in the book. He didn't get much out of his anger, and in a hurry, he grabbed a handful of red nitrate and stuffed it into Da Chuan's mouth fiercely. Ah Che was so frightened that he turned back into a fox shape, sat on the ground and shivered, and this time he also reacted, trembling and rushing forward to bite Okawa's ankle.
Da Chuan, who was charged by the ghost, was burned by the red nitrate. He howled and shook his head, trying to throw out the things in his mouth. His face was distorted and deformed, his eyes were bulging, but his arms did not lose strength. He would not stop until he strangled Yin Zhou. Zhou couldn't breathe, rolled his eyes while screaming, and the veins on his forehead twitched violently.
"Amulet! Ghost-Suppressing Talisman!" Xiao Yu restrained Xiao Chuan from letting go, seeing Lin Yan recklessly singled out O Chuan, he shouted at him anxiously.
Lin Yan nodded indiscriminately, grabbed the evil ghost's arm with one hand to let Yin Zhou breathe, and groped around his waist with the other hand, finally found the prepared yellow paper, took out the lighter and lit it all on Dachuan's forehead Suddenly, he bit his tongue fiercely and sprayed blood and saliva on Da Chuan's face, causing chaos in a hurry. Others bit the tip of their tongue, but he almost committed suicide by biting his tongue, but this time it worked. , suffering from the triple effect of the bloody red yang thing, he let go of Yin Zhou and rushed towards Lin Yan with a low growl!
The speed of the person possessed by the evil spirit is unimaginable, Okawa's deformed face is within reach in an instant, his white eyes are staring like two bells, and his upper and lower teeth are grinding and rattling.
Just when Lin Yan was thinking that he was about to die, there was a sudden loud noise from Ayan's side, and a cold dagger pierced three inches into the ground. With the female ghost's shrill howl, Xiao Chuan limply planted on the ground.
"I want to see who pays for it!" Yin Zhou recovered from his suffocation, took a folding shovel and rushed forward to hit Dachuan on the back of the head. Hearing the bang bang bang, the evil spirit was unharmed.
It was too late, and then it was too late, the moment Da Chuan grabbed Lin Yan's neck, Xiao Yu swooped over to block him, and tore Da Chuan horizontally with his blood-stained hands, tearing off a large piece of Da Chuan, including his clothes and skin. Pectoral muscles, the other hand is about to dig out the heart of the chest. Before Lin Yan had time to rejoice, he was dumbfounded again. He hugged Xiao Yu and backed away, anxiously saying that ghosts are all virtuous. Fortunately, A Yan arrived in time, and the three copper coins in his hand swished into bloody blood. On his chest, the yellow talisman blazed into the sky, and the dagger plunged into the rock wall, and the ghost entered the underworld!
With a loud bang, Okawa shook twice, fell forward and fell to the ground, motionless.
"Go... go?" Yin Zhou still held the shovel high, his face was blue, and he was still in shock.
Lin Yan looked at Da Chuan and Xiao Chuan who were lying on the ground, unable to say a word, and nodded with difficulty. Just now I was so anxious that I couldn't think about anything, now I feel scared when I look at the piece of Dachuan's flesh that was torn off by Xiao Yu on the ground. on the ground.
Xiao Yu's bloody hand pinched Lin Yan's arm, his voice was hoarse, as if trying to suppress the pain, his whole body trembled slightly.
"I hate it... Whoever pays for my life, I want them to kill and pay for their lives, and give their lives back to me, none of them are allowed to live..."
"No one is allowed to live..."
The ghost's eyes were full of ferocity, Lin Yan was startled, and subconsciously touched the yellow talisman in his waist.
"No, my talisman will irritate ghosts." Ayan glanced at Xiao Yu hurriedly, then looked at the curse on the wall, and said worriedly: "The ghost curse here can make ghosts resent, we have to leave quickly, he is also a ghost If you draw out the hostility that has been accumulated for a hundred years, ten of me will be useless."
"You, you talk to him, he listens to you." A Yan turned her head, unwilling to look at the two of them again.
Lin Yan nodded, put his arms around the ghost's waist, put his long hair in his hands, and said softly: "They are all dead, they died a long time ago, it's not good to kill people, next time brother buys fish for you to kill for fun, love Kill as much as you want, good boy."
"Dead?" His cloudy eyes stared straight at Lin Yan. Lin Yan pulled away his stiff hand, clasped it lightly, and comforted him, "They're all dead. They're all dead. It's been hundreds of years."
"We can't stay here anymore, let's go and take you to find your wife." Lin Yan said.
There was a sticky patch of plasma between the fingers, and there were flakes of human skin between the nails.
Da Chuan and Xiao Chuan couldn't wake up for the time being, and everyone couldn't take them away, and they were afraid of going through the tunnel again. At the end of the discussion, they unanimously decided to bandage them to stop the bleeding first, and Ayan used cinnabar and copper coins to set up a magic circle to isolate ghosts. The family brothers stay inside and look for them when they come back after finishing their work.
The tomb is dense, and two people have been lost within three hours of entering the tomb. With the sudden appearance of the skeleton and the strange writing on the wall, Lin Yan suddenly recalled the curse on the blue bricks on the outer wall that would perish in seven days and extinct households in March. A feeling of unease.
I remember that in Jinyang Ghost Town, the fortune teller once told him that within seven days you will be bloody, and that letting go of the injustices of your previous life is the way to resolve it. look into the depths.
The sea of bitterness is boundless, but what kind of person was Duan Ze in his previous life
The weirdness is far from over.
After a life-and-death fight with the evil ghost, even Ah Che dared not get close to Xiao Yu's hostility. The ghost slowly regained his senses, and he did not let go of Lin Yan's hand. Following Yin Zhou, the two bickered as they walked, which temporarily relieved the tension.
At the end of the passage, Lin Yan found a nest of strange snake corpses, each about the thickness of a little finger, coiled together, the tomb passage was dry, and the dead snakes had become mummified corpses with wings on their backs. Slender legs grow side by side on the belly of the snake, which at first glance looks like a mutated centipede.
"This, this is an earth dragon. It's a pity that it died." A Yan said, "Chuang Wang Li Zicheng also appeared in the ancestral tomb. The "Eye of the Earth" written by the monk Jingdao of the Northern Song Dynasty mentioned, 'When you open the tomb, you can see the turtle and snake angry. It can’t be changed’, when the tomb was built, the Fengshui must have been excellent to raise these spirits, but no matter how good the Fengshui is, sometimes the situation will change, and the royal families of all dynasties have sought to be buried in the dragon’s veins, and in the end, none of them can stop the dynasty from changing.”
"It's not only Lingshan that has fallen." Ayan pointed to Xiao Yu, "Feng and Fengshui refer to the direction of the air veins, which correspond to the stars and the sky. Even the direction of the mouse hole in the mountains is determined by the air veins. It has changed into a bad shape, and many old Feng Shui methods have failed, if not for this reason, he, he would not be able to easily come out of Yin Judgment with you."
Lin Yan nodded. The rise and fall of dynasties and the honor and disgrace of a family all have fate. The Duan family’s decline, how could one know that it’s not like this earth dragon? I don't know what kind of expression it is in a place where the earth is the living.
All things are due to change, even love, should be like spring vegetation, sprouted and bloomed, and should have been withered and barren. Many tragedies happened precisely because lovers became family members... Lin Yan looked at Xiao A trace of pity suddenly appeared on Yu Kai's side face, thinking that a man so obsessed with him is probably destined to be a praying mantis blocking a car, and Don Quixote straddling a horse, opening a net bag to catch a gust of wind.
Space and time are the most terrifying, because people are too small, even mountains, water, stones and stars can be changed, so why would anyone dare to believe that the universe is forever
I was in a trance all the way, and before I knew it, the tunnel had come to an end.
Before he had time to use the flashlight to take a closer look, the smell of corpses in the air made everyone cover their noses. Lin Yan thought that he had reached the coffin chamber. Unexpectedly, when he turned the last corner, the beam of bright flashlight swept across the cave hall in front of him. After seeing the situation in front of him clearly, Lin Yan's flashlight fell to the ground and rolled away.
"Don't move yet." Lin Yan's whole body was numb, and he raised his hand subconsciously, but it was too late, Yin Zhou was curious, and took the lead to come out from behind.
Human heads are all dead heads!
In front of me is a living mass grave. The naturally formed karst caves are low but wide, filled with sticks taller than a person in all directions, each with a severely decomposed skeleton on it. The dense teeth seem to be still laughing. There are a few strands of black hair attached to the dry scalp on the top, and the black holes are opened on each head, facing the intruders of the tomb from all directions.
The directions of their heads were all facing the exit of the tunnel.
"Fuck... Pervert, what is this!" Yin Zhou moaned, clutching his stomach.
"The head is full of complaints. This tomb has done everything to prevent the tomb from being stolen..." Lin Yan could only feel a burst of chills rising from his ankles, passing through his spine, and the back was cold. "I read this in a book. The principle of the head is to find the birth date of the cursed person, or related items to cast a curse. This formation requires hundreds of heads to be picked up in mass graves and lowered to stimulate their fierce resentment to resist intruders. After the completion, these ghosts are imprisoned in the head, thinking that this is their habitat, and once they are aroused, their resentment will soar that they cannot be controlled."
"The group of people outside might have died in this formation, but they don't know where the mechanism is and how to trigger it."
A Yan's face turned pale, and she clutched the corner of Lin Yan's clothes: "It's too cruel."
Lin Yan sighed: "I really don't understand what that Duan Ze wants to do. Did he put a golden mountain in the grave for fear of being dug?"