Bai Liu touched his chin and thought for a moment: "This is not so good, because he committed bigamy."
Mu Sicheng was furious: "You just thought of this?! Do you know how much work it took me to escape! I was pressed to worship them!"
Bai Liu's eyes motioned: "You were beaten when you escaped from your body injury?"
"It's not just that." Mu Sicheng was angry when he said it, "I ran out originally, but when I looked back, I saw you were arrested and worshipped with the 30-odd brides. I panicked at the time, so I turned back and rescued you. NS."
Mu Sicheng became more and more angry. He raised his hand and smashed the wall fiercely: "It turned out that it was a ghost who saved me. I was bitten by it when I was taking it across the ghost bridge, and I didn't hold my breath. , Almost fell off the paper ghost bridge and was drowned!"
Bai Liu glanced around and found that there were indeed two tooth marks and blood stains on Mu Sicheng's shoulders.
"Didn't you take the candlestick to shine against each other?" Bai Liu asked.
Mu Sicheng glanced at Bai Liu grievingly: "Everything on my body was confiscated and the candlestick was taken away when I was in the hall."
"Although you didn't save me, the person you saved wasn't me either." Bai Liu smiled politely. "It's not wise to turn around and save people in that situation, but thank you."
Mu Sicheng: "..."
Why... He feels that Bai Liu is stupid in connotation...
Mu Sicheng murmured: "... What if, if it's really you, I will be alone in this place when I die. I don't know how to get out."
Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng with a mere glance: "You think you have to rely on me to get out. In other words, you think I am better at handling this kind of scenes than you. Then why do you think I will be caught when you can get away." Stuck?"
Mu Sicheng: "..."
Damn, yes!
Mu Sicheng slapped his face in annoyance: "This is the first time I encountered this situation, and I was frightened..."
"It's okay. Once you are born and then cooked again, you will be able to stabilize it again." Bai Liu held the candlestick and walked in.
Mu Sicheng stayed for a while and followed up: "... Bai Liu, what do you mean?! Wouldn't you mean..."
Bai Liu said indifferently, "I want to go again."
Mu Sicheng collapsed, and he hurriedly stopped Bai Liu who was walking forward: "I told you that there are many ghosts over there, it is very dangerous, what are you going to do!"
Bai Liu held the candlestick and looked at Mu Sicheng quietly: "Because I am going to find Mu Sicheng."
Mu Sicheng was startled: "Why don't you find Mu Sicheng, I am not here..."
Mu Sicheng's unfinished words stopped in Bai Liu's calm and waveless eyes.
The facial features on his face gradually disappeared, his complexion became bruised and pale, and the voice he made became buzzing and dull, like a person under the water talking.
The faint light of fire washed back and forth between "Mu Sicheng" and Bai Liu.
The fire light reflected the shadows of the two people on the wall, Bai Liu's shadow was clearly visible, while Mu Sicheng's shadows were layered on top of each other, blurred, and seemed to disappear at any time, flashing many ghosts.
"How could this be..." Mu Sicheng dazedly touched his face with only the faint outline of the facial features, "Am I a ghost? But I have a shadow..."
Bai Liu held the candlestick and approached Mu Sicheng, flipped his wrist up and placed it in front of Mu Sicheng. The nose on Mu Sicheng's face twitched subconsciously. He seemed to smell the strange smell on Bai Liu's body and couldn't help but breathe. Twice.
As the anger on Bai Liu's body entered Mu Sicheng's nasal cavity, the fuzzy features on Mu Sicheng's face became clear again.
Mu Sicheng realized what he was doing after sucking Bai Liu's anger. He solidified for a moment and took two steps back in fear: "Don't come here! I'm really a ghost, I just sucked the anger from you..."
Bai Liu pulled down his clothes to cover his wrists, and calmly raised his eyes to look at Mu Sicheng who was going crazy on the opposite side: "You are not a ghost, but you are about to become a ghost."
"You are a living soul separated from the body."
Mu Sicheng was dumbfounded: "Out of the body... a soul?"
Bai Liu said: "In short, your body has suffered huge damage due to certain circumstances. It may be taken away and occupied as a substitute, or it may be dying, causing your soul to leave the body and wander around. ."
"If there is no way to get your soul back to the body before we return to the sun at midnight, then your soul will really stay on the road to the underworld and become a ghost in this catacomb. "
Bai Liu looked down at the phone time: "If my phone hasn't malfunctioned, it's already five o'clock in the afternoon, and there are still seven hours."
After Mu Sicheng moved away from Bai Liu, the facial features on his face began to gradually disappear, and his voice became urn-sound again: "Seven hours should be enough."
Bai Liu approached Mu Sicheng again, and stretched out his hand to make Mu Sicheng suck a bit of anger from the back of his hand.
After being inhaled again, Bai Liu's face turned pale: "Seven hours is the most optimistic situation."
"You are about to transform into a ghost, and you need to suck the anger of a stranger to maintain the state of the soul. There is only one possibility." Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng, "That means your body is about to die."
Mu Sicheng stepped back two steps and raised his hand to block his eyes. He actually began to feel that the candlestick in Bai Liu's hand was dazzling. He looked at his hand blocking his eyes, and his back felt cold.
He didn't know when his hands became like those of those ghosts, they turned upside down, blue and white, and dripping with water.
Bai Liu raised the candlestick and shone at Mu Sicheng, whose eyes had turned blood red: "The top priority is to help you find your body, otherwise my anger won't keep your soul form for long."
Mu Sicheng was silent for a while, and then asked: "If I fail to return to my body before death, what will happen to me?"
Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng: "You will die."
"Then you will be like those ghosts, gradually forgetting that you are an individual, slowly losing your human form, becoming inhuman or ghost, turning your body upside down, regardless of yin and yang, walking in the world just to be a tiger, looking for a substitute."
"But I can hang your astral form with a breath of anger, and I can find your body before that."
Bai Liu stretched out his wrist and handed it in front of Mu Sicheng to make him suck and get angry.
Mu Sicheng stood in the darkness without saying a word, did not come up to suck Bai Liu's anger, but did not leave either.
Bai Liu did not withdraw his hand, still holding it calmly, waiting for Mu Sicheng to speak.
"If I finish sucking your anger and still haven't found my body, what will happen to you?" Mu Sicheng finally spoke, his voice a little dumb this time.
Bai Liu replied calmly: "A stranger is lifeless, just a walking dead, I will become a zombie."
Mu Sicheng's lips pressed tightly, and he took another two steps back, seeming to be preparing to escape Bai Liu.
Bai Liu laughed as if looking strangely, and he asked Mu Sicheng amusingly: "Why do you think I will abandon all my anger for you and become a zombie?"
"I will only protect you on the premise of ensuring my own safety. I will protect you because you are useful. You are one of the few strangers in Yinshan Village, and you are obedient to me. You are more valuable than death."
Mu Sicheng took a step back again, his voice was clearly shaken: "...You are so powerful, but you can handle these things better by yourself?"
Bai Liu took a step forward with the candlestick, and put his hand in front of Mu Sicheng's face, whose facial features were waning, with a light voice: "Didn't the tomb thief named Kong Xuyang say that we are bound teammates?"
"If there are fixed teams and various camps in Yinshan Village, is there a certain kind of competition going on here?"
"Assuming this is a game..." Bai Liu raised his eyes to look at Mu Sicheng who was hidden in the shadows, "Then before the game, I chose you as my teammate at that time, and I believe in my choice, so you should It is valuable and will help me win the game."
"I don't like losing, so I need you to live."
"Now you have two choices in front of you. The first is to obey me directly, and now you will suck the anger I gave you to keep your astral form. The second option is to find a place to die after you escape, and I will catch you back and feed it forcefully. You are angry to keep you alive."
Bai Liu took a step forward with his wrist, watching Mu Sicheng without any emotion on his face: "Which one do you choose?"
This time, Mu Sicheng did not back down.
It took a long time for Mu Sicheng's face to crack with facial features, and with a grim look, he leaned close to Bai Liu's wrist and took a bite with his fist clenched.
Bai Liu's face turned pale again, he retracted his cold wrist and rubbed it, and looked at Mu Sicheng with a smile: "Thank you for your cooperation, teammate."
Mu Sicheng just wanted to take a deep breath. After realizing that he was just a ray of soul and couldn't breathe in, he stopped inhaling in frustration: "...how long will your anger be enough for me to inhale before I become a zombie? "
Bai Liu thought for a while: "I should be able to last for more than an hour. After all, I am a young man and I am still very yang."
Mu Sicheng looked at Bai Liu's thin shoulders and repeated suspiciously: "Young and middle-aged?"
Bai Liu smiled and turned back: "Do you have any questions?"
Mu Sicheng paused and shook his head quickly: "No!"
Bai Liu turned back and walked into the dark passage: "Okay, you don't need to worry about my affairs here. I know it in my heart. Let's deal with your own affairs first. Do you have any impression of when your soul is out of the body? "
Mu Sicheng hesitated: "... Nothing."
Bai Liu was not surprised. He just nodded to express his understanding: "It is generally hard to be noticed by myself if the soul is out of the body. You just feel like you are walking all the time, and you don’t know when you run out of your body. You think you are still a A living person, as long as you look back at this time, you will find that your body is lying on the spot, not moving at all."
"Let me ask another way." Bai Liu pondered for a moment, "Do you remember when your shadow became blurred?"
Mu Sicheng replied quickly and surely this time: "My candlestick was taken away during the worship hall. I am sure that my shadow is normal during the worship hall!"
"That means that your body and soul are separated after the worship hall." Bai Liu held the candlestick to the road in front of the corridor. "Then go back to the same path and look for it. Remember the way to Xitang?"
Mu Sicheng did not answer.
Bai Liu paused, he lowered the candlestick in his hand and shone toward the ground, and the fire shook.
There was a ghost with a deformed face lying on the ground, and he could only vaguely see the appearance of Mu Sicheng, who was in pain, spitting water in his mouth, and his eyes were all black.
Bai Liu squatted down on one knee and stretched out his wrist to let Mu Sicheng take two mouthfuls. Mu Sicheng choked and vomited twice, his distorted body returned to normal, and his facial features were looming.
Mu Sicheng raised his head, a thick black air appeared on his face. He reluctantly answered Bai Liu's previous words: "Also, I still remember some roads, but I can't remember it..."
"Normal, you will gradually forget your memories of your life when you become a ghost." Bai Liu helped Mu Sicheng, "Your soul gathering so fast means that your body is in a very bad condition right now. We have to hurry up. NS."