"coffin?"
Chen Xian left the flashlight there, squinted his eyes and carefully identified it.
The object showed a puzzling black color, and it did not reflect light even under the illumination of a strong flashlight. It seemed to be able to absorb a large amount of electromagnetic radiation in the visible light band.
"What's that?" Fatty Huo also noticed the black outline in the corner, so he asked Chen Xian.
"The outline looks like a coffin." Chen Xian replied uncertainly.
After getting the answer, Fatty Huo glanced left and right, his expression becoming more and more surprised.
"coffin?"
Fatty Huo muttered, his hands were not idle, he was busy changing the magazine for the pistol: "Look, the decoration of this place doesn't look modern, it can't be an ancient tomb?"
"I can't tell." Chen Xian said, shaking the flashlight around, "The relief murals here have been corroded to the point that they can't see the original appearance, and the outlines are a little fuzzy... Uncle Huo, you can see the What dynasty is it?"
"I'm not an expert in archaeology, where can I find out where the dynasties go?" Fatty Huo said helplessly.
Chen Xian showed a rare smile and asked, "Go and have a look?"
Fatty Huo naturally knew what Chen Xian wanted to do, so he was in a hurry to change the magazine to prepare.
Seeing that Fatty Huo had no objection, Chen Xian took him to the northeast corner.
"Xiao Chen, if that's really a coffin... the stuff in the coffin wouldn't be a fake corpse, would it?"
"possible."
"Then let's go this way...will we underestimate the enemy?" Fatty Huo asked cautiously, seeing that Chen Xian didn't respond, he hurriedly added a few words, "I've seen those things that raise corpses in ancient tombs, none of them Good stubble!"
"Don't worry, it's fine." Chen Xian comforted, "As long as it dares to jump out, I can push it back."
Hearing this, Fatty Huo felt a little relieved and less nervous, but when he thought about what he had experienced before, he still felt a little creepy.
Going to the front line to deal with these abnormal beings... What the hell is not a human job!
Fatty Huo murmured in his heart, but with Chen Xian present, he didn't dare to complain too much. He followed carefully, with his small eyes rolling around, focusing on observing the surrounding wind and grass.
The closer he got to the northeast corner, Chen Xian discovered more abnormalities in this "tomb".
Especially when he walked to the middle of the "tomb", Chen Xian stopped abruptly, lowered his head as if he was observing something.
Fatty Huo also hurriedly stopped. Seeing Chen Xian looking down, he also learned to lower his head.
There is a huge crimson pattern on the ground, which is generally composed of three circles of different sizes, one ring after another.
Three talismans are drawn in the smallest circle.
In the medium-sized circle, there are many abstract and fuzzy little people patterns.
As for the largest circle... it's all symbols.
The fonts of those talismans are very small, and they are densely packed together. In this circle of about three to four square meters, there are at least hundreds or even thousands of talismans drawn!
The paint used to draw this pattern should be cinnabar, which can be seen from the taste and the feedback under the light.
"This seems to be a formation." Chen Xian said suddenly, his eyes became a little deeper, as if he was recalling, "I remember seeing it in the department's materials..."
The materials in the department are very complicated, ranging from astronomy to geography, and ordinary people can’t read them all in a lifetime. In addition, these materials are not public and need to be bought at a high price, so Chen Xian and most of the employees Similarly, they are all selective to buy materials that are suitable for them.
He bought some research reports on abnormal life, some special tutorials on dealing with abnormal life, and some popular science books on religion.
Two years ago, he bought a document called "Wan Zhen Guang Ji".
The person who provided this information was the previous celestial master of Longhushan. It is said that some of the information was extracted from the ancient books of Longhushan. The original author was a Taoist priest in the Tang Dynasty. He also studied under Longhushan. Feng Mingzi.
The general content of this material is popular science formations, such as some common Taoist formations, or some folk evil formations, etc.
There are only rough explanations and descriptions in the material, and there is no way to break the formation, but fortunately it is a material with illustrations, so Chen Xian can read it as an encyclopedia.
Among them is an illustration of the layout, which is very similar to the pattern on the ground.
After carefully recalling it for a while, Chen Xian can already conclude that the illustration of that formation is at least 95% similar to the pattern on the ground, and if nothing else happens, it should be that formation!
Only that array can explain everything.
Why didn't the people in the mental hospital kill Hong Jinxi to silence him after taking the key away, but put him back and surrendered himself, which led to Fatty Huo and the others...
"Uncle Huo, there should be quite a lot of enemies in our department, right?" Chen Xian asked abruptly.
Hearing this question, Fatty Huo nodded subconsciously, and said, "That's for sure. We have to deal with all unruly aliens in the country, and we are also responsible for dealing with unruly abnormal beings. How can there be too many enemies?"
After finishing speaking, Fatty Huo frowned, as if realizing something.
"Why are you asking this?"
"Aren't you unable to figure out why they let Hong Jinxi go?" Chen Xian raised his finger and pointed to the formation map on the ground, and said meaningfully, "The answer lies in this formation."
"Is this a formation?" Fatty Huo froze for a moment: "Are you sure?"
"Sure."
Chen Xian nodded, recalled the description in the materials, and said to Fatty Huo: "This formation originated from a branch of Taoism in the folk art line in the north. It first appeared in the Tang Dynasty, and it was called the Luosi formation."
殍, as the name suggests, refers to a person who died of starvation.
According to Taoism, those who died of starvation mostly felt unwilling after death. The three souls were angry and the seven souls were angry.
But this only speaks of their souls, what about their bodies
The same is true of the physical body, even more so.
Relevant records can be found in the limited data records. Regardless of ancient times or modern times, once a starved corpse is turned into a corpse, the consequences are mostly very serious.
The Luosi formation is a special corpse control formation. As can be seen from the name, the corpses it controls are mainly starving corpses.
According to the "Wanzhen Guangji", the corpses manipulated by Luojizhen are called Shu Nie, and they are extremely difficult to deal with. They are invulnerable to fire and water, and even the yin and yang methods of various dharma veins have no effect on them.
One more important point.
Within the range that the Starvation Formation can affect, as long as someone dies, the body of the deceased will become a new crime.
The only way to restrain this situation is to break the formation, but it is clearly mentioned in the data.
Death is like disaster, and there is no way to solve it.
The general meaning of this sentence is that the Luosi formation is almost equal to a natural disaster, and there is no way to break it.
"According to you, this is an unsolvable situation?" Fatty Huo frowned.
"Almost." Chen Xian squatted on the ground, stroking the three talismans in the middle of the formation with his hands, "This is the eye of the formation, and there should be a magic weapon inserted into the talisman to start the formation, but there is no magic weapon here... It can only mean that it failed when it started.”
"Who do you think set up the array?" Fatty Huo asked.
Chen Xian smiled and said, "Maybe it's the dean, after all, he's the only one on this floor, and there's no one else."
"The formation failed..." Fatty Huo frowned more and more tightly, "What will happen if the formation succeeds?"
Chen Xian caressed the pattern on the ground, as if admiring a work of art, and asked Fatty Huo without raising his head: "Have you ever seen others fishing?"
Fatty Huo hummed and said he had seen it.
"It's possible, I just said it's possible... The dean and the others let Hong Jinxi go because they wanted to use him as bait. Since they know about the key, they must know that Hong Jinxi is being hunted by you and that you are also looking for the key."
"Hong Jinxi surrendered himself. You will definitely come forward to ask him for the key. If you come and go again and again, you can only be led by the nose to this mental hospital."
"The corpses of patients kneeling in the square should be the sins they are planning to control with the death formation. As for why they can still breathe after the formation fails... I can't explain it."
"All in all, they set up formations to kill people. They guessed in advance that you would come, so they made so many preparations, just in case you didn't come."
"If there is no accident, before you get the full reinforcements from the headquarters, you will definitely come and die. Even if I am here, I can't keep you."
"They want to take us all at once?" Fatty Huo's eyes widened, his expression was startled and angry, "Isn't this f*cking trick too big?! They used hundreds of patients to set up an array just to kill us? What's the point? Deep hatred?"
"I also want to know what kind of deep hatred you have." Chen Xian glanced at Fatty Huo, then turned his head, and muttered to himself, "But there is one thing I can't figure out. After so many years in a mental hospital, it’s not really just for a key, is it? The thief king is in Ningchuan and they are guarding Ningchuan? Is it just so patient... "
"I can't tell." Fatty Huo sneered, "The value of that key is immeasurable to those who care about it."
"Why do I think there are other reasons..." Chen Xian muttered.
"Maybe you are thinking too much." Fatty Huo said.
Chen Xian raised his head and glanced at him. Although his tone was a little uncertain, his eyes were very sure.
"It's not overthinking, it's my intuition..."
With that said, Chen Xian turned his head and looked at the weird reliefs around him, his eyes became more and more certain.
"I always feel that there is another secret hidden here... Maybe it is a secret that has nothing to do with the key."