The red lantern hung on the inner wall of the low tomb passage, and was swayed from side to side by the hot and humid wind blowing from it. The bright red light swayed back and forth with the lantern on the damp wall, reflecting many different heights on the wall. The shadow shone on the wall like a shadow play.
The movements of these shadows were stiff and dull. They stretched their heads and looked at each other as if they were talking, making the distant and vague words and footsteps that Bai Liu had just heard, and moved into the main tomb as the lights shook and changed their positions.
On both sides of the entrance of the main tomb, under the light of the lanterns, there are two respectfully bent shadows standing on the left and the right, which seem to be welcoming guests. The black eyes of these two shadows are empty, on the face of the shadow. The head moves around flexibly, as if looking at the person at the entrance, or the shadow.
A crack opened slowly on Shadow's lips, and the weird and sharp voice came from the wall again:
"There are two guests here to congratulate you, please come into the main hall!"
But there are so many shadows on the wall, but there is no one in the tomb, only the shadowy red light is shaking. Between the light and dark, the movement is constantly changing and the shape is walking in, and the shadow on the wall becomes more and more clear. .
After the two welcome shadows at the entrance were urged twice, Bai Liu did not move. His crescent-shaped eyes rose and fell. The mouth that was originally laughing was also disappeared, leaving only two red holes. Eyes stared at Bai Liu with a halo of light.
Shadow's foot that had been standing on the wall sank strangely for half, and bends strangely to the ground, getting closer and closer to the place where Bai Liu was standing, and its voice urged for the third time:
"There are two guests, please come in."
Bai Liu lowered his eyes and walked inward, Mu Sicheng followed closely.
The two shadows guarding the entrance held their hands, arched half of their body, and rolled their eyes to watch Bai Liu enter the tomb passage. The mouth of the mouth slowly split into a huge arc:
"The distinguished guests come, the host welcomes guests!"
As soon as Bai Liu walked into the tomb passage, the pace of the shadows on both sides of the tomb passage and the noisy conversation ceased instantly. These shadows stood still and silently watched the incoming Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng with their red eyes.
These shadows are large and small, and have different shapes. There are women in hair buns and little girls with double braids, old people with hunchbacks on crutches, and middle-aged men in short jackets, all standing silently. In the wall, staring at Bai Liu and walking slowly into the main tomb.
Mu Sicheng saw his scalp numb. He approached Bai Liu and asked in a low voice, "What are these shadows? Didn't you say that only living people have shadows in the underworld?"
"Living people can shine shadows in the underworld, but it's not only the living people who can shine shadows in the underworld." Bai Liu walked into the main tomb without squinting.
"Shadow is a kind of image that is printed on the physical object by light after the three souls and seven souls of a person are gathered. The essence of the shadow is the same as that of us in the mirror. Therefore, both folk and Taoism have ghosts and no shadows. I can’t print the statement of the mirror, because the ghost’s three souls and seven souls are incomplete."
"Tangible but invisible, transformed by the soul, and shadowy but invisible, transformed by the soul."
Bai Liu glanced at the shadows on the wall with his left light: "These shadows should be the souls of the people of Yinshan Village who died, but were trapped here forever unable to live beyond their lives."
Mu Sicheng looked around at these shadows and shivered: "... So these shadows are just imaginative. Compared with the soul-turned ghosts and zombies outside, they are not harmful, right?"
Bai Liu retracted his gaze: "The "Maoshan Witchcraft" describes that [the soul of man is good but evil, and the soul of man is stupid... If the soul is there, the person is also; when the soul is gone, it is not the person."
"The corpse and shadow of the world are moved by Bi Po, and only those with Tao can control the Po. (Note 1)"
Mu Sicheng swallowed a mouthful of water: "...What does this mean?"
Bai Liu simply explained: "It means that the soul is good, the soul is evil, the soul is spiritual, and the soul is ignorant."
"With a soul, this ghost can still be called a human existence. Once the soul is completely dissipated, this ghost will lose even a bit of humanity. The most powerful ghosts in this world are spirited, and there is only Taoism. Only those who are advanced can punish the soul."
Mu Sicheng couldn't help but spit out: "Isn't it?! The ghosts of the ghosts and zombies outside the bridge are still kind and human?!"
Bai Liu calmly replied: "Compared with Po, it is indeed."
The lanterns in the tomb passage became more and more red. I don’t know when, Mu Sicheng noticed that the shadows on both sides began to move slowly, their eyes reflected by the red light staring at the white willow without turning, and walking under their feet. UFO unreal.
The shadows' mouths split into red gaps of various sizes, and they were whispering while sticking to each other, and their voices were very vague, as if they were listening to the neighbors whispering by the next door after a wall, secret and noisy.
Mu Sicheng couldn't hear what they were saying at all, but that was definitely not a good thing, because the sight of these shadows made Mu Sicheng feel a lingering malice.
Just as Mu Sicheng looked at these shadows, the back of his neck was cold, and he frowned and asked, "Are these shadows getting shorter and shorter?"
Bai Liu pulled Mu Sicheng and let Mu Sicheng walk directly behind him.
"Pay attention to your feet." Bai Liu reminded faintly, "These souls are trapped in the wall as shadows, and now they have not attacked us. There should be no way to break away from the wall and attack us actively, but their shadows can touch our shadows. "
Mu Sicheng lowered his head subconsciously, and found in horror that the feet of these shadows had slowly slipped from the wall to the ground, and they were still getting closer and closer to their shadows.
No wonder he just saw these shadows getting shorter and shorter! !
The shadow on the wall seemed to know that he had been spotted close to the conspiracy. He opened his mouth and smiled. The almost identical smiley red lips appeared on different shadows of men, women and children at the same time, accompanied by different voices of laughter. From the wall.
Mu Sicheng was so scared that he immediately began to walk straight behind Bai Liu, trying his best to center his shadow and stay away from these souls.
Bai Liu squinted his eyes and glanced at Mu Sicheng's shadow on the ground, which was almost invisible.
There is no shadow, which means that the current Mu Sicheng is about to separate his soul, so that no shadow can be seen.
And Mu Sicheng here is human and shadowless, then Mu Sicheng here is soulized, so what stays in Mu Sicheng's body, it goes without saying, is naturally soul.
Soul is not human, only vicious.
Things have become a little bit troublesome. Only Fa-rectification Dao skills can be used to surrender such things, but Bai Liu has no Fa-rectification, only evil Fa.
We can only go one step at a time.
Bai Liu walked to the end of the tomb and pushed open a narrow and faded red double wooden door.
The shadow on the wall looked at Bai Liu with the covetous gaze that made the scalp tight, and while complimenting each other, laughed and entered the wooden door.
Bai Liu also led Mu Sicheng into the wooden door.
As soon as I entered the wooden door, the low tomb scene suddenly became brighter. The top of the tomb has been turned several times higher than before, and it seems to be as high as two or three floors. Red candles, white candles and lanterns were lit everywhere, almost as brightly lit.
The shadows filed in and wandered around on the wall. Many scenes of banqueting guests were drawn on the wall. They talked to the shadows, and the sounds of laughter and play were appropriate. Of course, if these shadows don’t stare directly. Bai Liu saw that he would bless this lively banquet more sincerely.
Facing the wooden door, there are seven tables of Eight Immortals placed in a certain pattern. The table of the Eight Immortals is covered with thick dust, but you can vaguely see the Qimen and Eight Diagrams patterns on the table of the Eight Immortals. The feet of the table are nailed to the ground by golden nails. move.
Around the table of the Eight Immortals, there are not tables, chairs and benches, but a series of coffins standing upright. These coffins have been opened, only an empty coffin box is left, and the coffin lids are randomly stacked on the ground. , There is a red thread wrapped around the coffin.
The inside of the coffin was very badly decayed, and water was still dripping down. The head was inlaid with a bronze mirror, which was similar to the bride's coffin that Bai Liu had seen in the temple before.
Bai Liu stepped forward. He walked around these coffins, squatted down and carefully rubbed the red line on the coffin lid: "There is nothing ashes on the fracture. It has just been torn off. The corpse inside should not have gone far. ."
Then Bai Liu stood up. He walked around the coffins one by one, counting softly in his mouth: "1,2...33."
"There are only 33 empty coffins." Bai Liu looked around, "16 missing."
Mu Sicheng stood far away, he was panicked when he saw these coffins, and he didn't want to get close at all: "How do you know there are 16 missing?"
"This should be an array made with seven as the number of poles." Bai Liu pointed to the seven tables of eight immortals, "Paperman drove the corpse of the zombies, the martyred ghosts on the bridge, the coffins we kept in the temple were all seven. According to this rule, each table of the Eight Immortals here should also correspond to seven coffins."
"It can be seen from the ash on the ground." Bai Liu motioned to Mu Sicheng to look at the ground, "The ash in these places is not heavy, and there are traces of dragging. The coffin should have been placed originally."
"These 16 coffins should have been carried out by the ghosts we encountered on the road."
Bai Liu thoughtfully: "But these ghosts were originally formed because of the owner of the tomb. They should only listen to the order of the owner of the tomb, and this formation should have been arranged by the owner of the tomb a hundred years ago."
"Why does the owner of the tomb want these ghosts to remove these brides' coffins from the tomb a hundred years later, and destroy the formations he painstakingly laid out a hundred years ago?"
Bai Liu looked down and rubbed the dust on his hands: "Obviously, only one step away, he will be able to gather yin qi and train himself into a peerless corpse."