I thought something was wrong, and the underworld snake came out. It hurried forward, bit off my finger and quickly drew a water curse in the water.
The silver light disappeared after flashing, and there was no trace of the underworld snake. Damn, this blood talisman was drawn in vain!
However, the blood symbols slowly dispersed in the water patterns, and every trace of blood was sucked into the water not far ahead. That was the direction of the black hole. I took Qu Mo's arm and nuzzled her mouth. She nodded and swam over with me. When we arrived, the blood had been sucked clean away, leaving no trace behind. There is not even the slightest trace of a hole on the underwater floor tiles.
Qu Mo pointed to the floor tile below his feet, asking me if it was here. I nodded to indicate that this was it. She squatted down, stretched out five slender fingers of her right hand, pressed them on the floor tiles, and tilted her head as if she was sensing something. After a moment, she retracted her right hand as if she was electrocuted, and looked up at me with a face full of surprise.
I know that Linghu has learned that there is an evil spirit below, and may have found out the truth about the evil spirit. So he shook his head with Qu Mo, trying to surface. Unexpectedly, Qu Mo shook his head, his expression changed, and a furry tail popped out from behind him. I was startled, why did she transform
Just when I was puzzled, she reached out and pressed the floor tile again, lifted it up hard, and the whole floor tile was lifted up. It turned out that she wanted to open the black hole, but instead of seeing the hole below, the cement was exposed. Qu Mo picked up the floor tile and turned it over. I couldn't help but feel creepy when I saw it, and I almost stopped drinking.
On the reverse side of the floor tiles, red paint such as cinnabar is used to draw a pile of human heads superimposed on one another. Although there is only a single red color, the appearance of each head is lifelike, and each one looks ferocious and terrifying. There are two diagonal crosses painted on the heads of many people, and the word "Edict" is written on the inner corner below the diagonal cross.
This seems to be a technique used by magicians to perform evil arts. I have never seen it in Maoshan ancient books, and it is not found in Dawuliang Shu. I thought to myself, could it be the trick of the Yin Yang people in Nanshan
Qu Mo held the floor tile in his hand and couldn't help but tremble all over. But after a moment, he hurriedly turned the floor tile over and put it back in its original place. With a look of panic on his face, he transformed, shook his head with me, and emerged from the water first. After we both came out of the swimming pool, everyone gathered around us. Ma Yunxi helped Qu Mo wipe the water stains on his body, and Shen Bing helped me put on my cotton jacket first.
After I put on my clothes, I took out two small bottles of Erguotou, threw one to Qu Mo, unscrewed the cap and drank it all in one gulp. The hot wine immediately took effect in my stomach, and I felt a little warm all over my body.
"How is it?" Shen Bing asked urgently.
I looked at Qu Mo, and she just drank the wine and said to us: "Let's go back first."
They all walked towards the gate, but I walked around the pool and finally found the high-heeled shoe on the edge of the flower bed. He stuffed the shoe that was almost bitten by the kid into his backpack and hurriedly caught up with them.
It was already past eleven o'clock when we returned to Fuxing Pavilion. Qu Mo and I stayed by the fire to keep warm. Lu Fei took out the side dishes and two bottles of liquor he had bought a long time ago, and while drinking, he asked Qu Mo to tell him what he found under the swimming pool.
Qu Mo's face was gloomy and he kept silent. The look in his eyes seemed a little difficult. But after a while, seeing our anxious expressions, he told us that the handwriting on the floor tiles was by Mao Tianshi. She didn't recognize the picture, but the word "Edict" was very familiar to her.
Resentment boiled under the pool. If it weren't for the runes on this floor tile, he would have rushed out and caused harm to the world. However, the resentment below comes from the corpse qi. I am still very familiar with the corpse qi spirit fox. After living in western Hunan for so long, I can smell the smell immediately. Qu Mo guessed that the resentment of corpse energy below was also created by Mao Tianshi. He once heard her say that this was called the "Mound of Corpse Resentment"!
That is, some people often perform the Five Ghosts Yin Debt Technique. In order to repay the Yin debt, they find a scapegoat to go to the underworld to atone for their sins. However, the corpse of the scapegoat cannot be laid to rest, otherwise the resentment retained in the corpse will break out of the ground over a long period of time, which will be detrimental to the practitioner. Therefore, a corpse resentment grave was built to gather all the corpses of the scapegoats and seal their resentment in it. This way, there is no need to worry about the corpse energy and resentment.
When I heard this, I couldn't help but be stunned. This was the first time I heard of this kind of thing, but it made some sense. No wonder the thin black boy wanted to use the consecrated jade to force Xiaolu's corpse to turn into a bloody corpse, and finally sink into the Tomb of Corpse Resentment. It turned out that he was afraid that the corpse would be haunted by resentment.
Qu Mo went on to say that although Master Mao told her back then that these were all evil spells performed by unscrupulous warlocks, now it seems that these are all good deeds done by Master Mao himself. Take the Five Ghosts and Yin Debt Technique as an example, who can do it better than Master Mao
This old witch is so heartless and inhumane. How many people have she killed for her own evil practices? These are all sins driven by profit. The five ghosts' debt technique can make people rich. Of course, the reward she gets is definitely very generous. A cruel old lady like her doesn't take human life seriously at all. In her eyes, I'm afraid everyone is a ghost and worthless.
I didn't expect to get to the bottom of it and dig out the bad things this damn old woman had done. Maybe her methods were from the same sect as that of the thin black boy, so she used the resentment of the corpses in the corpse grave to cause Xiaoxue to lose her true nature. I even suspected that Xiaolu’s death was related to the Tomb of Resentment. Because that ghost snake seems to be able to open the door of the Tomb of Resentment and release resentment to seduce people to commit suicide. This is not surprising, not to mention seducing an ignorant two-year-old child is just like playing.
Because I don’t understand the Tomb of Resentments, I can’t think of a way to eradicate it. After drinking less than a bottle of liquor, I felt dizzy, so I went back to town with Shen Bing. Qu Mo and Lu Fei drove us back and went directly to the store.
When I took out the bronze mirror, I realized that I had forgotten to buy roast chicken again today, but I was anxious to know how to crack the Tomb of Resentments, so I had the courage to call out the dead rat. I glanced around and saw that there was no roasted chicken. I sniffed my nose again and found that I couldn't smell the aroma of meat. Immediately, my furry little face drooped.
"What's wrong, are you playing tricks on me again and again?" The dead rat's face turned darker than the bottom of the pot.
I was drunk now and was not very clear-headed. I winked at Shen Bing and told her to make up a lie and fool her to death. Who knew that this girl would get it wrong, put her hands on her hips and said with a glare, "I just know how to eat. If you mention roast chicken, don't blame grandma for getting angry and pulling off your mustache!"
The dead rat was so frightened that he shrank his head at first, but then his eyes widened and he said, "Why did you talk to me? You didn't roast a chicken as an offering, and you were so mean to me. Don't let me help you again in the future." "As he spoke, he retracted his head into the mirror and was about to disappear.
"Do you dare to believe or not that I asked the pointed-headed ghost to burn your rat's nest with dark wood fire?"
These words immediately made the dead mouse surrender, and he came out with a bitter look on his face. What he was most afraid of was Yin Muhuo. It was really unlucky for him to have his pigtail grabbed by Shen Bing.