A Yan was furious: "Okay, I'll watch a good show and see how far you can go!"
As Ayan spoke, he lit a piece of talisman paper soaked in red juice and picked it up on the tip of the dagger. With a touch of his right hand, a raging flame ignited. After hitting, black shadows rushed out, approaching Lin Yan from behind A Yan.
At this time, Xiao Yu had completely lost his human form, crouched in the middle of the shadows, his eyes were blood red, his hair was black and messy, he raised his blue and white face with corpse spots, fresh thick blood flowed from the seven orifices, and stared straight at Lin Yan .
The black shadows let out their mournful voices, and Lin Yan felt his ears buzzing. Even Yin Zhou's face-to-face yelling was drowned by the howling of the innocent souls. On the back, the long nails dug into the muscles of the chest, and pulled out abruptly, bringing out a thin streak of blood.
"Kill...people...to pay...life..."
"It hurts, Xiao Lang, it hurts." Lin Yan said softly.
Xiao Yu strangled his neck with his elbows and pulled him back violently. Like iron clamps, he couldn't break free and couldn't escape. Lin Yan could even hear the cracking sound of his neck bones, and the suffocation swept over again, and his whole body The dragged feet were lifted off the ground. However, this time he didn't feel any pain, and he didn't know why he was only relaxed when he was really on the verge of death. The depressed life in the previous life was completely destroyed in his hands, and it seemed to be the simplest thing to return his life to him in this life.
No wonder Duan Ze's tomb door wrote, "If you plant an evil cause, you will have an evil fruit, and the reincarnation of cause and effect is endless", Lin Yan recalled in a daze.
The strength on the neck increased again, and the lungs became a shriveled pocket, which could only suck in half of the air with all its strength, and his life was hanging by a thread.
There was the sound of Yin Zhou Ache's struggle behind him, as if he was trapped by a black shadow, Lin Yan wanted to turn around, but his neck was tightly locked, and he couldn't move a single point.
"Now think about it... What's the point of being reincarnated in different ways? I actually wasted the good time with you because of these trivial things. Now I can't do it all over again." Lin Yan's face was swollen due to lack of oxygen. Turning purple, he tried his best to raise his hand to grab Xiao Yu's cold arm, and said vaguely, "It's such a simple thing to like and not like, we spent two lifetimes without understanding it, Xiao Lang, I really figured it out this time Now, in the face of death and time, what is unacceptable, and what is unforgivable?"
His voice became lower and lower, and he could hardly tell the difference: "In the last life, it doesn't matter whether you loved Duan Ze or not, and whether you fell in love with Lin Yan in this life, it doesn't matter whether you are a human or a ghost, I am Duan Ze or Lin Yan." Words, Huangquan... I can only remember one sentence on the road to Huangquan, I met you for the first time, and I am lucky for three lives."
Xiao Yu couldn't hear it, the blue-black hostility lingered around them, the pair of claws of the evil ghost wandered in front of Lin Yan's chest for a moment, and pierced fiercely into the chest, as if being torn into two by life, the severe pain, the blood flowed from the The fingers were stuck in the flesh and gushed out, like a piece of brocade, hot and bright red, wrapping his fingers.
Blood froth flowed down from the corners of Lin Yan's mouth, dripped from his chin to his neck, and mixed with the old blood on Xiao Yu's Lan shirt, mottled and mottled.
"Xiao Lang." He gritted his teeth with difficulty, "Come on, it hurts too much."
The fingers and claws sank a little further into the chest, and the muscle fibers were stretched inch by inch, and the internal organs were almost visible. The ghost seemed to be shaken violently, staring blankly at his hand.
"If you don't do anything about the evil beast, you can save your life after paying the debt!"
Seeing this situation, Ayan angrily lit another yellow talisman, and the ghosts in the yellow light were wailing endlessly, giving rise to a strong resentment that would never die, and the fishy smell made the person want to vomit, and knocked the wooden stick around the stone wall, It was as if the wooden fish in the temple were buzzing in my ears, and Xiao Yu made a strange sound from his throat, shaking from his shoulders down, fighting the most painful fight with himself.
"Don't be embarrassing, just come here." Lin Yan gave him a distressed look, held Xiao Yu's hand, his voice was blurred because of the large amount of blood foaming up from his mouth, "Today I will follow you in everything, if There is an afterlife, and everything will follow you."
The ghost raised his face in pain, and the veins on his neck were bulging, like wriggling earthworms, struggling between resentment and reason.
Caught off guard, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and the finger that had penetrated into the flesh was pulled out.
Xiao Yu staggered back, his eyes were sad and determined, and he spoke slowly with a hoarse hiss: "My wife Lin Yan, what an idiot..."
"I want to protect you until the end of your soul, and if you don't die today, I will die. If you don't do anything, Xiao Yu will have no choice but to kill himself. A gentleman..."
The ghost's body was full of hostility, but his eyes were full of chaos, but he didn't want to hurt him anymore, as if he was lifting a heavy stone, tremblingly raised his claw-like right hand.
Lin Yan stared blankly. He suddenly understood Xiao Yu's intentions. Regardless of the tearing pain all over his body, he arched his back and rushed forward like a swift leopard!
"Don't fuck me up!"
It was too late, and I saw that beautiful, slender finger covered with sticky blood, slowly lifted up as if in slow motion, and as if the clock was suddenly set forward, and Xiao Yu had exhausted all his strength in the next second, ruthlessly He ruthlessly dug his hand into his chest!
The ghost wobbled back a step, and looked at Lin Yan unwillingly, as if he had a lot to say, but he couldn't open his mouth, so he only raised the corner of his mouth: "Whether you are Lin Yan or Duan Ze, I have never I hate you, but it's a pity that I can no longer enter reincarnation, otherwise, in the next life, I will definitely come to you again... "
Everyone was stunned by this scene. The talisman paper in A Yan's hand fell to the ground, and the black mist seemed to feel the disappearance of a huge force, and they collectively froze in midair. Standing there in a daze.
Lin Yan's face was pale, and he stared blankly at Xiao Yu. He never knew that ghosts also had hearts, and there was also a spring of blood gushing out from a burst heart. Splashed on the stone wall and on Lin Yan's clothes, the torn peach blossoms were bright red day by day.
The entire corridor was silent, only the gushing of blood and a slight smile on the ghost's face was as warm as the sunshine in March.
"There's one more thing to finish..." Before he could say it, Xiao Yu rushed towards A Yan who was still standing still with his last bit of strength, and strangled his throat, but his strength was getting weaker and weaker. His whole body twitched, he gritted his teeth and growled at Lin Yan: "Kill him!"
Yin Zhou and Ah Che also came back to their senses, one suddenly picked up the folding shovel in the bag, and the other rushed forward with his hand as a blade. The man's clothes were dug deep into the flesh, and every wound on his body was dripping with blood, but no one said a word. The three restrained Ayan, one strangled his neck, and the other hit him hard with a folding shovel. The hand that draws the spell!
Xiao Yu's face became paler and paler, and the old and new blood stained by Lanshan turned into a piece of crimson, and the original color could not be seen at all. A Yan struggled, cursing and screaming loudly, looking like a maniac, his twisted and deformed face stood in the dark of the corridor. The background is actually colder and more frightening than a ghost.
"Naughty beast, my whole family died because of you, the person I like can only see you, why do you live in this world!"
"None of you want to live today!"
Lin Yan took out his gun tremblingly, and pointed the black muzzle directly at A Yan.
At that moment, he couldn't think of life and death, he couldn't think of the midsummer of July on the ground, he couldn't think of school, tutors, and unfinished papers. A period of obsession that cannot be recovered, the most splendid and grandest time in life.
A strange smile appeared on Ayan's face, waiting for him quietly.
The bolt of the gun had already been pulled away and the bullet was loaded. Lin Yan clasped the trigger with both hands, dripping with cold sweat, and his calf trembled violently.
"There's no time!" Yin Zhou roared, "He's just a lunatic, we'll be done if we don't do anything! Just beat him by the hands and feet, as long as he's disabled!"
"I can't... I..."
Xiao Yu's voice was weak and incoherent, and he lowered his head towards A Yan: "Your surname is Jun, you blame me for killing your parents, I will only tell you one last thing, your parents and Wang Zhong are three tomb robbers, twenty years ago They sneaked into the archaeological team to see the money, planned to drug the archaeological team at dinner, swallow all the burials and kill them for money, but I was standing by the side... "
"Shut up!" Ayan shouted.
The blood on the ghost's hands solidified in the wind, A Yan's throat was held by Xiao Yu, and the fair skin on the neck was stained with a tan fingerprint.
Xiao Yu said word by word: "Only he can take away Yihan's things, but I never wanted to kill other people, only the three of them, damn it."
"boom!"
The gunshot rang out suddenly, and there was a huge echo at the end of the corridor. The ears were buzzing, and nothing could be heard for a while. The bullets of the soil gun were filled with iron sand, and would explode when encountering obstacles. A bloody hole pierced Ayan's shoulder. Lin Yan staggered a step, and the short gun dropped from his hand with a sound, and fell to the ground.
It was not Lin Yan who pulled the trigger, but an innocent soul lurking behind him. At some point, he came forward. Taking advantage of the moment when he was distracted, his withered claws grabbed his finger on the trigger and pushed hard. Next tick.
"Tie it up with a rope and catch the alive!" Yin Zhou shouted, "We still have to rely on him to fight!"
"No... no need, look." Lin Yan looked at A Yan in a daze, and saw that he was aging rapidly in an instant, his whole body was like a radish that had been drained of water, his hair changed from pitch black to gray, and a knife grew out of his face Engraved wrinkles, lost teeth, twisted tendons on the back of his hands, and his camouflage uniform became more and more loose. In less than three minutes, he was already like an old man in his seventies and eighties. His mouth opened and closed like a goldfish out of water, and he hooked Lin Yan. finger.
"What's going on here?" Yin Zhou threw Ayan away who was dehydrated like a mummy.
"Borrowing life magic!" Lin Yan couldn't believe it, "I have used this trick to prolong life. Duan Ze used his head to lower his life to only forty, and borrowed the life of others to live to seventy-seven. This is also the case, but where is Ayan's longevity now?"
A Yan twitched, grabbed the stone wall with the last bit of strength, and stretched out her blood-stained hand towards Lin Yan.
"What do you want to say?" Lin Yan tightly grasped his fingers, "How could this happen? Who hurt you?!"
Ayan's voice was old and hoarse, and she said intermittently: "No one hurt me...Brother Lin Yan, I didn't mean it. Living alone, I'm too tired and lonely, I want to sleep..."
"I remember that summer, you walked towards me in a white shirt, it was very... pretty."
Lin Yan's eyes were blurred, he stared blankly at A Yan with his eyes closed, his knees softened, and he knelt down heavily: "He said those words on purpose, he didn't want to live for a long time, he fired the gun just now..."
"You say, what is the human heart? How lonely can a person be?"
A Yan didn't answer, he gradually lost strength in holding Lin Yan's hand.
The last descendant of the family of witches with the surname Jun died in Duan Ze's tomb. He died in a strange manner, like an eighty-year-old man, but with a peaceful face, facing the other side of the corridor, and a small wooden figure fell out of his chest. Lin Yan is engraved, lifelike.
Maybe another world is more beautiful, where it is sunny all year round, relatives gather together, there is no hunger, no cold, no death.
Lin Yan came back to his senses, and rushed straight at Xiao Yu. The ghost raised his hand with difficulty, and rubbed his face with the back of his hand. His smile was as clear and gentle as when we first met. His voice was so soft that Lin Yan had no choice but to stick to it. You can only hear it to your lips.
"I'm homesick." Xiao Yu said.
"I'll take you back, you come back with me!" Lin Yan cried, shaking him vigorously with both hands, "You are a fucking ghost, how can a ghost die, wake up, I beg you, don't scare me, Wake up..."
When Lin Yan was dragged away by Yin Zhou, he was still kicking and thrashing on all fours. He didn't wake up until Yin Zhou slapped him hard. His face was full of snot and tears. Said: "Congratulations."
They walked a long way that day, as A Yan said, after the death of the formation eye, no one can understand the formation, the corridor is endless, there is no resentment, no ghosts, no exit, even the coffin chamber is invisible.
Surrounded by silence, I could hear my own heartbeat.
Lin Yan carried Xiao Yu's body on his back, Yin Zhou carried A Yan on his back, and embarked on a journey in a corridor that was originally only ten minutes long. , sit down and rest.
The food they prepared is quite sufficient, but the terrible thing is the lack of water, and there are not many spare batteries. The five miner's lamps have already shown signs of insufficient voltage, and the light is getting darker and darker. , and the rest are spare.
They began a long wait in the dark, increasingly desperate, they could only encourage each other, Yin Zhou occasionally told jokes, they did a lot of experiments, left marks on the ground, and tested the space with ropes, but the most terrifying thing happened , Now it’s not even ghosts hitting the wall, no matter how they go, they can’t go back to the far point, they are abandoned in the void, every step is brand new, and it’s exactly the same as before.
On the first day, there was enough food and water, and there were still five strong flashlights left.
The next day, there was only half of the water left, enough food, and four flashlights.
On the third day, there was only the last bottle of water left, and everyone was extremely thirsty. After the miner's lamp was used up, the flashlights began to consume quickly, and there were only the last two left. Lin Yan proposed to save money, but no one agreed, so Lin Yan refused. Having said that, he also knew that without a light source in such a desperate environment, anyone would go crazy.
The pain of losing his lover and friend was diluted by the fear of death. Lin Yan felt that he had become numb. He hardly spoke, and could not speak. As soon as he sat down, he hugged Xiao Yu tightly. The person in his arms was "alive." "It was as cold as ice at the time, but after "death", it was warm for some reason. I took a photo with a flashlight, and for three consecutive days, my appearance did not change at all.
Lin Yan doesn't know what it's like when a ghost dies. He thought his soul would be gone and he would never see him again, but now he looks like a living person, but he was delayed in a too long dream and forgot to wake up.
Half asleep and half awake, he remembered a sentence he said in his previous life. At that time, he was the same as now, drawing his eyebrows and eyes with his fingers in the dark, thinking quietly, saying that my long wait for him is better than a lifetime of waiting for him. A grand love.
From now on, there is no need to wait, because he will never come back.
On the fourth day, in order to save energy, everyone gave up all their efforts and lay down to rest in place. The last drop of water was drank up, the dry skin on the lips exploded, the body temperature rose, and the whole figure was floating in the void.
Lin Yan stroked Xiao Yu's face, smiled quietly, and said that he never thought we would be a ghost couple in my tomb, no, you are not even a ghost, I don't even know what you are, Lin Yanmeng He smashed the equipment bag on the ground, covered his face with his hands and cried bitterly, no one comforted him, everyone was enveloped in despair, Ah Che stopped quarreling with Yin Zhou, leaned against Yin Zhou's arms, and swept his tail back and forth feebly.
On the fifth day, the last flashlight could not be turned on, and a little electricity was left for emergencies. The high fever caused by the lack of water made everyone start to hallucinate. Lin Yan was so dizzy that he saw something moving at the end of the corridor , slightly moved his body and put his face on the ground, trying to keep cool in the state of extreme water shortage, but the commotion at the end of the corridor did not stop, and even the stone wall shook slightly.
"Listen." Yin Zhou said weakly, "What's the sound?"
"Don't listen, it's the King of Hades blowing the trumpet." Ah Che whimpered, "Grandpa said that if he heard a strange sound at this time, he was not far from death."
"Don't talk nonsense." Yin Zhou forced himself to sit up and looked towards Yuanchuan. He saw a pair of green eyes emitting a faint cold light at the end of the tomb passage. He fumbled for the last precious flashlight and opened it to shine towards the end.
It must be another hallucination. Yin Zhou stared blankly at the distance. In the past few days, he has dreamed of lakes, snow and rain, streams with peach blossoms in spring, and water pipes that he forgot to turn off. , Dreaming of bottles of lemonade and Coke, but never imagined dreaming of a large group of mottled foxes.
"Fox! It's really a fox!" Yin Zhou exclaimed. His voice was hoarse and unpleasant. Lin Yan stood up and looked towards the end of the corridor, and suddenly opened his mouth in shock.
It's a fox. Countless foxes come rushing in, not only foxes, but also animals he has never seen before, such as monkey-like heads, flower demons, and a skeleton holding a hammer. They gathered together, Ah Che opened his eyes, watched and suddenly cried out: "Grandpa, grandpa, they are here!"
The spells of thousands of fox demons are like a spectacular performance. White light clusters rise everywhere in the corridor, and the warm light envelopes the people who are desperate. Every crack in the rock wall sees light, a The road pierced the eyes, and there was a loud buzzing sound from the depths of the mountain, as if a herd of bison were running across the wasteland, and ten thousand sharp arrows pierced the void!
The illusion disappeared completely, and the intense and dazzling light almost blinded them. At the end of the light, there was a white marble door that opened in two directions.
The fox fairy and the flower demon passed by, it was actually a living "Shan Hai Jing"! Lin Yan's eyes turned black, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and the more he struggled, the more tired he became, as if his soul was floating in the air, and finally he lost his strength and fell down on his back.
The darkness is like a soft blanket, gathering from all directions.