Screaming Cycle (Infinite Flow)

Chapter 92: Painting the wall to change the soul-18

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It was pitch black in the Bell Tower and Drum Tower, with no candles or lampstands, and the only light sources all depended on the lighting outside the courtyard.

Mo Tiangen turned over the window and entered the Bell and Drum Tower, and pulled the edge of the window to look out.

There was a flickering flame outside the courtyard wall, and it was already coming towards him.

"Jile!"

Mo Tiangen was dripping with cold sweat, and his back was wet.

The group of monsters outside were looking for him based on their "humanity". As long as there is no wooden sign that can conceal his identity, even if he climbs trees and windows to hide in the Bell and Drum Tower, he probably won't be able to hide for long.

Just when Teacher Dagen was in a hurry and was even considering whether to try to break out of the siege, he suddenly heard a thin sound from behind: "Crack".

The sound was very soft and thin. If you didn't pay attention carefully, you would mistake it for the sound of the deformation and cracking of the wood, but Mo Tiangen was still so frightened that his hairs stood on his head, his heart tightened suddenly, and he almost jumped out of the window.

He clutched his chest and turned his head tremblingly.

Because he had only entered the Bell and Drum Tower not long ago, Mo Tiangen's eyesight hadn't fully adapted to the darkness in the building, and he could only vaguely make out the outlines of several large objects in the depths of the room, as well as a translucent figure in white clothes. .

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar. When it comes to the third time, Mr. Dagen is not surprised, and he can face it calmly and calmly.

Sure enough, seeing Mo Tiangen turn his head, the figure in white raised his hand and waved at him, as if signaling him to go over.

-Ok!

Mo Tiangen swallowed hard, quickly made some psychological preparations for himself, and walked towards the figure in white.

After his eyes gradually adapted to the dark environment, he could clearly see the true appearance of the man in white in front of him.

It was a young woman in her early thirties, with a thin body and beautiful features, wearing a moon-white embroidered skirt, with her hands folded in front of her body, her posture was very elegant, she looked like a well-educated woman Ladylike.

But even if the woman's temperament is outstanding, it still can't change her illusory sense of unreality.

Mo Tiangen stared at the delicate and beautiful woman in front of him, his lips trembled, and he managed to squeeze out two words: "You, hello..."

The woman in white curled her lips, revealing a wry smile that implied sadness.

Then she stretched out her hand and pointed her slender fingers towards her side.

Teacher Dagen turned his head following the guidance of the female ghost, and saw a Buddhist altar with an extremely exquisitely carved white jade Buddha statue. There was also a mahogany altar table and three embroidered futons in front of the Buddha.

It was only then that Mo Tiangen noticed that the second floor of the Bell and Drum Tower was a Buddhist hall.

It's just obvious that none of the monsters in this house believe in Buddhism, so the Buddhist hall has been abandoned for a long time.

The white jade Buddha statue was covered with dust and cobwebs, and the flowers, snacks, and fruits on the table were rotted into a pile of gray and black residue that could not be seen from the original appearance. One leg of the incense burner was broken, tilted and turned over, and almost all the remaining ash was spilled on the table. .

This time, Mo Tiangen didn't immediately understand what the ghost meant, so he couldn't help turning his head and glanced at the woman in white again.

He saw the young woman in white still raised her hand, pointing stubbornly in the same direction.

Mo Tiangen had no choice but to go to the altar and study it carefully.

This look made him notice something that he had overlooked just now.

In the corner of the altar, there is a rectangular wooden box with exquisite peach branches, but now it is covered with dust and looks inconspicuous.

Mo Tiangen reached out to take the box, opened it, and found a blue and white porcelain vase with a long neck and a wide belly inside.

He took out the porcelain bottle and looked back at the female ghost in white.

The beautiful woman smiled and nodded towards him.

Teacher Dagen quickly pulled out the cork, and immediately smelled a strong sandalwood fragrance.

In fact, probably because this is a Buddhist hall, incense is lingering all the year round, and the unique smell of incense sticks has long permeated the building materials and wood in the house. Distinguish a lingering light and light fragrance.

It's just that the faint fragrance in the house itself is incomparable to the strong fragrance in the bottle. When Mo Tiangen smelled it suddenly without any mental preparation, he was so smoked that he coughed.

"Cough cough cough!"

While coughing, Mo Tiangen poured out a few dark brown pills from the bottle.

"What is this? Xiangwan?"

-correct!

At the moment when the word "Xiangwan" came out, Mo Tiangen suddenly realized.

He guessed what the female ghost in white wanted him to do.

At this time, the group of guards chasing him had already gathered in the yard with torches in hand, and they were walking all the way towards the Bell and Drum Tower, and they were about to arrive soon.

Immediately, Mo Tiangen stopped hesitating, crushed the incense pill in his hand, sprinkled the sandalwood-scented incense mud on the window sills, stairs and altars, and then wiped the rest of the incense mud on his body.

After doing all this, he climbed onto the window edge, using both hands and feet, climbed up to the roof beam a few times, found the darkest corner, and curled up cautiously.

Two minutes later, Mo Tiangen heard the creaking of the stairs.

Two nurses came upstairs to check with lamps.

"Hey! What does it smell like!"

As soon as one of them entered the Buddhist hall, he immediately covered his mouth and nose, "It smells bad, it smells really bad!"

The other goblin obviously didn't like the smell in the house either, showing disgust, wrinkling its nose and looking around, when it saw the white jade Maitreya on the altar, its disgust turned into disgust, and there was a hint of fear.

Most of the monsters in the mansion are mountain spirits, of course they hate the Buddhist and Taoist techniques that can restrain them, and they have a natural sense of fear of them.

After King Wutong occupied the house with a group of younger brothers, he sealed the bell and drum tower and the Buddhist hall on the second floor with a big lock, just pretending that it didn't exist. For more than a hundred years, no monster has ever Come in for a walk when you are free.

At this moment, a group of nurses followed the scent left by Mr. Dagen, chased to the vicinity of the Bell and Drum Tower, searched the ground floor, and after finding nothing, they sent two people randomly to the second floor to have a look.

Now that these two monsters just stepped into the Buddhist hall, they were overwhelmed by the lingering sandalwood fragrance in the air, and they slapped their noses in discomfort, and they didn't even bother to distinguish carefully.

The two demons only held the lamp, and hurriedly took a round of light in the house. After seeing no one, they turned around and hurried downstairs. It is so rich that it can kill half of their lives.

Mo Tiangen held his breath, squatting on the roof beam like an oversized mouse, not daring to move.

When the sound of footsteps and candlelight went away, and the whole Buddhist hall returned to darkness again, Mr. Dagen still didn't relax his vigilance immediately.

He waited patiently for another moment, and after making sure that the group of monsters had really left, he got down from the beam, carefully rubbed against the window, stuck out half of his head, looked outside, and saw the fire moving towards the distance , indicating that they have gone elsewhere.

"call!"

Mo Tiangen let out a long sigh of relief, and sat down on the ground.

"Thank you."

He sincerely thanked him.

At this moment, the woman in white was standing beside the altar, and upon hearing Mo Tiangen's thanks, she curved her lips and gave him a reserved smile back.

Mo Tiangen felt that he was stunned to see the pitiful suffering from the smile of this beauty in white.

"May I ask?"

He rubbed his face and asked with a particularly sincere expression:

"Excuse me, who are you?"

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Just when Mo Tiangen was hiding in the Bell and Drum Tower and narrowly escaped his life, the movement of monsters searching the mansion all over the mansion also alarmed Ji Thrush and others who were hiding in the inverted room.

In fact, because Mr. Dagen chose places with few people when he escaped, he and Ji Xiaoniao were actually only separated by a courtyard wall.

Hearing the noise outside, the elder sister of the Fan family was afraid that someone would break in and saw that they were abusing Manager Yan, so she volunteered to go out to find out the news.

After a while, Fan Hemian came back.

"It is said that a human being was found in the house, and a group of nurses are chasing it!"

She explained to the crowd:

"But it looks like it shouldn't come to us."

Ji Thrush frowned slightly worriedly:

"Could it be that one of the participants accidentally fell off the horse?"

About fifteen minutes ago, the situation of the game of hide and seek changed again.

The soft and waxy young voice informed them that the identity of "ghost" had been transferred from Huo Jia to Huo Bing. Because Huo Bing became a "ghost" for the third time, he was immediately out of the game and was punished with "death". A new ghost is randomly selected from among the participants.

It is Yin time now, and candidates for a new "ghost" will soon be produced.

One minute later, at 03:01:32, the four participants in the room heard a new prompt from their ears at the same time: [The game starts again, [Ghost] has been born!]

The four of them raised their heads together, their gazes meeting in the middle of the room.

"I'm not a ghost!"

Fan Hemian opened the mouth first, and took a step back at the same time, protecting her younger brother behind her back, and showed the palms of both hands towards Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo,

"Show me your palms!"

Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo exchanged glances.

Neither of them had been a "ghost" before, so they didn't know that there would be marks in the hands of the "ghost".

But they all knew that the sister of the Fan family had experience of being a "ghost", so they could guess what was going on without asking too many questions.

The two of them spread out their palms towards Fan Luming, and the palms were clean.

Fan Hemian looked back at his younger brother.

"Not me either."

Fan Luming shook his head, showed his palm, and proved his innocence to the three of them.

Fan Hemian let out a long breath of relief.

"correct."

After confirming that she was safe for the time being, she remembered the information she heard outside:

"I asked, and the group of monsters said that the human was one foot tall and shaped like a giant..."

As she spoke, she touched her chin:

"I was thinking, is this someone's ability?"

Before the girl finished speaking, Ji Thrush's expression suddenly changed.

"Oops!"

He looked at Ren Jianmo, and said anxiously: "Brother Da Gen, you may be in big trouble!"