In the dream, I became very interested in the blurred pages of the book, trying to see the contents clearly.
The abnormal attachment actually played a role in the dream, and the content on the page was becoming clear line by line.
Xie Bai looked at that passage, and silently read it word by word—
Yu Chang saw a man standing with his back at the foot of the changshi cave, with black clothes and hair tied up. Next to it is a white tiger lying on a rock, with a long tail like a whip, and a hook wrapped around its ankle, which has a very evil spirit. After a while, the man caressed the tiger's head, the white tiger looked at the mountain and roared, the mountains and rocks shook, and then the golden light suddenly appeared, but the white tiger disappeared...
Just when Xie Bai saw "The white tiger disappeared suddenly, but the man in black had something in his hand", a door squeaked and the door burst in abruptly.
The long lit street he was in suddenly stretched far away, and the pages of the book that were just about to be read clearly became blurred.
At that moment, Xie Bai was inexplicably anxious. He subconsciously felt that there would be something important in the following text that he hadn't read clearly, as if the reason why he had such a dream was to remember the content of this book...
It's a pity that God just doesn't go his way, the more you want to stay in the dream, the faster you wake up from the dream.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared with the lanterns.
Xie Bai opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Yin Wushu who was sitting in the other corner of the old temple, leaning on the back of his chair and watching him quietly, his dark eyes reflected the firelight hanging in the room, bright and dark, he was thinking about something.
And the sound of the door he heard just now came from the door of the old temple. Before it closed, Lidong had obviously closed the door, but at this time it was half open, and there was an inexplicable gap on the ground at the door. Small beach water stains.
Chapter 28
The shape of that puddle of water stains is very interesting, it forms a circle, but the middle is empty. It was like a drenched person huddling in the doorway, the water on the hem of his clothes dripping in circles. It's just that the man's clothes are empty under his clothes, and he has no feet...
Seeing that Xie Bai had woken up, Yin Wushu looked away from him, and glanced at the door. That glance was from the corner of his eye, which seemed to be indifferent.
The circle of water stains is still spreading and dissolving little by little, as if new water is still dripping down, indicating that the thing is still shrinking there and has not left.
There was wind blowing in from outside the temple gate, even though Xie Bai chose to sit in a corner relatively leeward of the wind, he could still feel a chill. That kind of cold air is different from the damp cold with deeper dew and heavy dew, and it is also mixed with a gloomy breath, as if it is the dead air brought up from the underground of the underworld.
Xie Bai has been feeling weak and shy of the cold for a while, and after being swept away by this yin cold, he didn't even have any heat left. His fingers resting on his head were pale and cold, and even a thin layer of condensation formed on his fingertips. of frost.
He sat up straight, rubbed the back neck of the little black cat in his arms, rubbed his fingertips twice without changing his face, wiped off the thin layer of frost on his left hand, and coughed twice muffled.
Hearing this, Yin Wushu turned his head to look at him again, and then moved his fingers twice, the clusters of fire that had been floating in the four corners of the old temple shook their tongues and gathered around Xie Bai together, forming a circle around him.
In this way, all the light gathered in Xie Bai's corner, and other places naturally went dark.
Once the doorway became dark, the thing standing at the door slowly emerged.
The rule in this area is to communicate with demons in the early morning, leave people during the day, and haunt ghosts at night. Those who will appear outside at this point are naturally ghosts.
Or wild yin ghosts, two.
One is a man, with his sleeves wrapped around the door, his shoulders are a little bent, but he is not curled up in the old-fashioned way. On the contrary, the man was not considered old, he looked to be in his forties. Such arched shoulders are more likely to be pressed out by carrying heavy objects or bending over all the year round. His whole body was swollen unnaturally, his hair was messy and sticky sticking to the side of his face, his clothes were torn in several pieces, his original appearance could not be seen anymore, he was soaked and dripping water.
The other is a woman, behind the man, leaning on his back. Her body was not wet, and her clothes were worn out but neat, but she was so thin that she almost lost her shape, so that the clothes were empty on her body, like a large sack.
The reason why they are said to be wild is because the two have a grass ring tied on their left hands and feet.
The grass ring is made of six turns of dry grass, about the width of a finger, and is loosely wrapped around the wrists and ankles, with a handprint on each of them.
This is the mark made when Yin sent someone from the upper realm to lead someone after his lifespan was over.
The hands and feet of those who were encoffined were tied with white linen, and those who died in the wild were tied with grass rings.
It stands to reason that since the yin messengers have received their souls, they will naturally take them back immediately, and they should be reincarnated and punished