The lid of the coffin was lifted, and a pair of white and soft hands stretched out from the edge. The nails of the hands were painted bright pink. From the slits in the lid of the coffin, a woman in a red wedding gown could be vaguely seen lying inside. .
This woman is the same as the woman in the coffin in the temple. She has a hijab on her face, and her upper body is slightly lifted. It is obviously impossible to see through the hijab, but Mu Sicheng feels that the bride is spying on him and the pothole through the hijab. The situation within.
The bride tapped the lid of the coffin twice with her finger and made a bang.
The ghost who dragged the coffin in front seemed to have received some instructions. He slowly turned his head and split the gap between his eyes and mouth. The blood-red eyeballs were staring straight at the animal husbandry who was less than ten centimeters away from it. Sicheng, then the bones suddenly began to twist and deform.
"I was found, run!" Bai Liu crawled forward without hesitation.
Bai Liu gave an order, and Mu Sicheng and the ghost began to fly.
Mu Sicheng was so scared that he cried and called his mother, and followed behind the white willows and crawled forward crazily, but fortunately, the potholes in this place were already big enough, they could squat forward and move much faster than before. .
In the dark corridor, a ghost with pale complexion and distorted limbs rushed forward. The facial features and body were constantly changing and twisting, just like a plaster statue being shaped.
Mu Sicheng just looked back and was so scared that he moved faster.
However, due to space constraints, the broken Mu Sicheng still did not run as fast as the ghost. When he was about to see the exit, Mu Sicheng was used with all fours. The fast crawling ghost bit the ankle of his right foot and roared towards him. Pull it away later.
Mu Sicheng almost didn't even have time to make a sound, and was dragged into the darkness by the ghost.
Bai Liu turned around and grabbed Mu Sicheng's hand to be dragged away, bit the tip of his tongue, and drew a talisman on Mu Sicheng's wrist with the tip of his tongue and blood, while calmly saying: "The thunder command, anxious like a spark... Body, soul entangles the road, yin and yang are separated, broken!"
Mu Sicheng's mind went blank, and he backhanded the talisman that Bai Liu had drawn on his hand and pasted it on the ghost who was lying on his body.
The Fu shook apart in Mu Sicheng's hand, emitting an invisible strength and ripple, instantly separating Mu Sicheng and the ghost.
The ghost uttered a stern howl, and wanted to rush over, but suddenly, it stopped, turned its head about 360 degrees and looked for a while, the eyes and mouth cracks that appeared on his face slowly disappeared.
The ghost seems to be unable to see Bai Liu and the others.
Mu Sicheng, who was attached to the wall of the passage, did not dare to come out.
The ghost had sniffed in the corridor several times, as if separated by an invisible air barrier, still unable to find Mu Sicheng and Bai Liu and the others, so he lay on the ground again and crawled out.
Mu Sicheng sat on the ground collapsed, gasping for breath, holding the camera in a daze, "Go, go..."
Bai Liu took away Mu Sicheng's camera, then the light of the camera squatted down and tore Mu Sicheng's clothes, tied Mu Sicheng's bloody ankle, and then paused subtlely.
The ghost's teeth didn't look very clean just now. Will he get rabies if he is bitten
He remembered rabies as if people were gone without being vaccinated for 24 hours...
Mu Sicheng took a long sigh. He wiped the cold sweat from his face and looked at Bai Liu: "What did you just use to hold the ghost back?"
Bai Liu lifted his eyes and glanced at Mu Sicheng: "A kind of spell, called [Yin-Yang Separation Talisman], which can separate the underworld from the yang and create a path between them, so that things standing on both sides of the road cannot touch each other."
Mu Sicheng couldn't help complaining: "If you have such a good thing, you should take it out early. If we didn't use it earlier, we wouldn't have to be turned like a dog..."
Bai Liu paused again, then said: "[Yin-Yang Separation Talisman] There are two types, one is orthodox, used to shield themselves from evil things. You can put those who perform Taoism in the sun, and those who want to withdraw. The evil things are forced back into the underworld."
The expression on Mu Sicheng's face gradually became sluggish: "What could not be you is..."
Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng pityingly: "Yes, mine is unorthodox. It is used to release evil things. It is to put evil things on the road to the sun, and those who perform Taoism will be trapped on the road to the underworld."
"So we are trapped in the underworld now."
Mu Sicheng turned his head abruptly to look at the place where he had just used the spell. He took a photo of it with his camera and found that there was a road-like trace on the ground.
The ghost just couldn't cross this road.
Mu Sicheng limped over in disbelief and tried to walk outside.
But soon Mu Sicheng discovered that he was just like the ghost, no matter how he tried to cross that path, he still stayed on the same spot.
… He has never hoped that he and the ghost can stand on the same land as he does now.
Mu Sicheng looked at the other side of the road with a solemn expression, and then turned back to Bai Liu, tears in his eyes: "... [Yin and Yang Separation Symbol], how can I crack it?"
Bai Liu patted Mu Sicheng's shoulder comfortingly: "It's okay, the way to crack this talisman is very simple."
"Just wait until twelve o'clock tonight, when yin and yang meet, this road will not stop us, and we will be able to return to the sun."
Mu Sicheng glanced down at the time quickly, and said as if crying and smiling: "... It's okay, it's twelve o'clock in the evening after only twelve hours."
"As long as we can spend these twelve hours steadily, we will be able to go back when it gets dark."
Bai Liu's eyes drifted for a moment: "Yeah."
It is said that after being bitten by a strange animal, the first twelve hours is the prime time for rabies vaccination...
Hope the ghost is free from rabies.
Gradually there was a person in the corridor, Bai Liu could walk upright, but Mu Sicheng still lowered his head slightly.
Mu Sicheng hung his head, glanced at the back of Bai Liu who was walking in front, and muttered in a low voice: "... I just thought you wouldn't save me."
Just Bai Liu's retreat speed, that didn't look back from beginning to end.
"I didn't intend to save it." Bai Liu said frankly. He glanced at Mu Sicheng from the corner of the eye, "But didn't you also save me? You blocked me for a while before I was bitten."
Mu Sicheng snorted, not knowing why he was shaking again: "You have a conscience."
Bai Liu looked back: "I can't talk about conscience, but I'm more trustworthy."
The muddy passage gradually revealed its original appearance. The dry mud on the wall peeled off, and the damp mud on the ground turned into a muddy viscous liquid. As Bai Liu and the others stepped on, it made a sound of water.
The originally irregularly shaped passage became a relatively regular rectangle, about one meter wide and about two meters high. Although it was a little wider than before, it was still very narrow. Two people walking side by side were slightly crowded.
Bai Liu looked up and looked around, and stretched out his hand to compare: "It's about the size of a coffin to stand up and pass."
Mu Sicheng's back chills: "Can you change the quantifier?"
Bai Liu thought for a moment: "This passage allows a half person to walk."
Mu Sicheng: "..."
Thank you, I was even more scared.
After walking for nearly three hours, the exit of the passage finally appeared in front of them.
It was a black lacquered double-open stone tomb door. On one side stood a stone sculpture of Sanqing Tianzun with cross-brows and glaring teeth and claws. The stone door was not completely closed, but there was still a gap for one person to enter and exit.
Bai Liu turned on the flashlight and took a look at Shimen: "There is no sign of forcibly breaking the stone door from the outside, and there is no trace of damage. It should have been opened naturally."
Mu Sicheng raised his camera at the tomb door, frowning and asked: "Should this ancient tomb door be welded to death? Can it be opened naturally?"
Bai Liu crossed the tomb door sideways. He raised his flashlight and turned his head to look at both sides of the tomb door: "It was opened from the inside."
There are two lifting buttons on the left and right sides of the inner side of the tomb door. The string below the button is connected to the stone door. It is a very simple device. You can see that you can open the door by pressing it down.
Mu Sicheng looked at it and jumped twice, and he swallowed his saliva: "... Damn, why do you need to open the button of the tomb door from the inside when repairing the tomb! The tomb is full of dead people, how can it be possible to come out by yourself!"
Bai Liu raised his flashlight to look around, and replied casually after hearing the words: "That only means that the tomb repairer knew that the dead bodies in these tombs could open the tomb doors and come out by themselves after many years."
After looking around, Bai Liu took out two red candles, two candle holders, and a box of matches from his backpack. These things were all taken by Bai Liu from the temple altar this morning.
Bai Liu fixed the candle on the candlestick and stuck it dead, handed one to Mu Sicheng, and then lit it with a match.
Mu Sicheng hung the camera around his neck, took the candlestick, and looked at Bai Liu suspiciously: "Should I use candles next? The lighting effect is not good, right?"
"It's not just the lighting effect." Bai Liu held the candlestick and walked in. The beating flame on the candlestick was covered with a strange cyan color.
Bai Liu Danran explained: "Remember where we are?"
Mu Sicheng looked at the cramped environment around him: "In the tomb?"
Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng: "Not only in the tomb, we are still on the road to the underworld."
"In the underworld, the flameless light is used to illuminate the difference between the unborn and the dead, that is, with a flashlight. The camera cannot identify the other person as a ghost or a ghost. You have to use a candle like a fire light."
"So here, the candles that can illuminate the shadow are the people, and the shadowless ones are the ghosts."
Mu Sicheng was frightened: "No, isn't it just that you and I are humans? Do you still need to use candles to identify it!"
Bai Liu held the candle, and the candlelight illuminated his side face clearly. He couldn't see the expression of a living person. Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng without any expression on his face: "How do you know that I am a human? Wan? One I am not."
Mu Sicheng was startled, he took a step back subconsciously, and took a photo of Bai Liu with a candle, only to find that Bai Liu could print a shadow on the wall before he breathed a sigh of relief, and said angrily: "Don't play with me!"
Bai Liu turned his head and walked straight forward: "If you didn't play with you, ghosts have the ability to transform. In case you meet not me, but a ghost that has transformed into my appearance, how can you identify it without a candle?"
"Besides, [Mountain Ghost Blows the Lamp Out], in the tomb, your lamp is out, so don’t go inside. On the one hand, this means that a ghost may appear and blow out your lamp, and on the other hand, it means you are all around you. The oxygen content may not be enough to support the burning of the candle."
Mu Sicheng was frantically getting goose bumps when Bai Liu said: "If the candle really goes out, what should I do?"
"Nothing." Bai Liu said calmly, "This is the underworld, the realm of ghosts. If we can live longer, we will count as earning money. What do you want to do?"
"If the ghost really comes to blow your candle, you can follow him, and you can hold it for a while..."
Before Bai Liu spoke, Mu Sicheng clearly saw that Bai Liu's shoulder was holding a pair of oiled paper hands, and a paper-bound face appeared in the darkness behind him.
The paper man is as white as flour, the cheekbones of the left and right cheeks are lit with two children's fist-sized bright red rouge, wearing a red agate melon cap, wearing a blue and black long coat, and his face is traced up with joy. Smile.
Mu Sicheng seemed to be able to hear the two sounds of the paper man, a gloomy laughter, he saw the paper man stretch his head from Bai Liu's shoulder and blow at the candle held by Bai Liu.
At the same time, Mu Sicheng heard the sound of paper rubbing from behind him, a pair of oiled paper hands covered his eyes, and something riding on his shoulders made a sharp smile.
Soon, the candle held by Mu Sicheng also went out.
The tomb was plunged into an invisible darkness.