"Bang!"
There was a loud bang, and the gravel splashed around.
The wall was thinner than Wei Fuyuan expected, and the cement texture was brittle, and a piece the size of the bowl immediately collapsed.
He didn't go any further, but jumped back cautiously in case something popped out of the wall.
After three seconds, there was no movement.
Beiquan turned on the flashlight function of his mobile phone, and yùfable took a photo at the entrance of the cave.
Inside the cave is a space, not too deep, about one meter or so, as if it can swallow the light, when a flashlight shines, only a vague shadow can be seen.
Wei Fuyuan took a step forward, knocked and pryed again, and pressed hard at the entrance of the cave.
The gap was quickly widened.
The two finally saw what was behind the wall.
It was a small room with a length and width of almost two meters and a depth of only one meter.
In the center of the room was a long small offering table, and in the center of the table was a brass Guanyin statue upright.
This Bodhisattva statue is exquisitely carved, with a friendly face, slightly downcast eyes and a smile on the corners of his lips, holding a poplar twig in one hand and a flower-like shape in the other, even after staying in this dark secret room for 50 years, There were no rust stains, the brass surface was as clean as new, and even glowed as bright as gold under the illumination of the flashlight.
"Sure enough here..."
Wei Fuyuan stared at the Avalokitesvara statue with a dazed expression.
It was obviously just an ordinary, exquisite and beautiful handicraft at best, but Wei Fuyuan had a strange idea when he saw it for the first time.
- I want it!
Wei Fuyuan heard a voice in his heart.
- I'm going to get it, get it now!
He unconsciously took a step forward and extended his hand to the brass Guanyin statue.
"Little Wei!"
Beiquan patted Wei Fuyuan on the back.
Wei Fuyuan quickly recovered.
"Fuck!"
He scolded, "What the hell is going on with this Guanyin statue? Is it hypnotism! How can it make people want it?"
"really."
Beiquan nodded, "Because this is not an ordinary Guanyin statue."
He raised his chin towards the Guanyin statue, "You look carefully."
Wei Fuyuan knew what Beiquan meant, and struggled to hold back for a while, trying to open up his not-so-skilled Heavenly Eyesight.
However, at this moment, they suddenly heard a subtle, "Crack—"
Beiquan raised his flashlight and pointed it directly at the Guanyin statue.
"Crack-"
Another sound.
In the flashlight, Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan could clearly see that a gap had opened in the left eyelid of the drooping image of Guanyin.
The cracks are extremely small and subtle, and if you don't look carefully, it's hard to find them at all.
But the sound of metal cracking one after another didn't stop at all.
As the two watched, the crevice on the Guanyin statue's eyelid kept expanding and extending, traversing the entire left eye, the upper end reaching the threaded crown, and the lower end reaching the corner of the lips.
"Crack!"
With a louder cracking sound than the previous few times, the face of the Avalokitesvara was split in two and split in half.
Immediately afterwards, a large clump of hair suddenly gushed out from the crack, hanging down like a tangled snake, stretching longer and longer, until it was dragged to the floor.
Wei Fuyuan took a deep breath.
This amount of hair is simply unscientific!
Even if the brass Avalokitesvara statue was filled with hair, this amount would have to be compressed by vacuuming!
And in the next second, a chuckle suddenly came from out of nowhere.
[hey-hey.]
The laughter was so childish, it sounded like it was coming from a little girl.
The next second, a small hand stretched out from the Guanyin statue.
Then the second one.
Those two hands were very small, and belonged to children of six or seven years old at most.
But in terms of the gap in the brass Guanyin statue, these two hands are still too big, so big that it should have been impossible to squeeze through such a small gap.
Not to mention, in addition to the hands, there are so many hairs stuffed into the Guanyin statue.
This scene was so terrifying and terrifying that Wei Fuyuan felt goosebumps all over his body, and even the chills on his neck stood up.
[Hey, hey hey hey!]
[Hee hee hee!]
The little girl's laughter continued.
The two little hands swiped in the air, then grabbed the sides of the crack and slammed it left and right.
The hard brass was like a piece of paper. It was easily torn in half, and the whole was torn apart from the middle. Half of it rolled off the offering table and fell to the ground with a bang.
Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan saw that the place where the brass Guanyin statue was originally placed was now a "person".
The man was very small, about five or six years old. He had no clothes on. His long, messy and fluffy hair fell to the ground, blocking most of his body. His hands and feet were exposed so thin that only a handful of bones remained. The skin was white to blue, and there was no blood at all.
"I see."
Beiquan stared at the little girl squatting on the offering table, and said in a deep voice:
"It turns out that the real body of the 'prisoner' is a living ghost baby."
Wei Fuyuan wanted to ask what a "living ghost baby" was, but he also knew that this was not a good time to get to the bottom of it.
He raised his chin in the direction of the little girl and asked another more important question:
"Is this guy difficult to deal with?"
"It's hard."
Beiquan replied in seconds:
"And, now we are facing more than one living ghost baby."
Just as Beiquan said, both of them saw that on the shoulders of the little girl, there was a large group of shadows - exactly what they hadn't found for a long time, ghost.
When he really saw the ghost, Beiquan finally figured out the whole thing.
The refining method of living ghost babies is somewhat similar to that of raising little ghosts in Nanyang. The raw materials are all dead or unborn babies.
But unlike raising little ghosts, the essence of "living ghost babies" is to keep them "alive" all the time.
The "live" here refers to the use of secret techniques by the practitioner to create a "body" with a specific container, enclosing the baby or the young soul of the fetus in it, so that it maintains the immortality of the three souls and seven souls. The state is equivalent to "living" all the time.
Such a ghost baby will absorb knowledge from the surroundings, understand the world, and grow extremely slowly, just like an ignorant baby.
But ghost babies are not real babies after all.
They have the normal physiological and emotional needs of babies, but they cannot get the responses they long for. Therefore, the longer the living ghost babies are raised, the more they understand, the more at a loss and at a loss about their own existence, and increasingly Distorted cognition gradually produces resentment, unwillingness, anger and hatred.
More importantly, the only reason these living ghost babies were made is because they can serve their masters, and their powers are much stronger than ordinary little ghosts.
Therefore, the live ghost babies are usually kept by the producers for their own use, or "gifted" to someone.
These living ghost babies will be driven by others. When they encounter greedy and vicious masters like Chen Dafa, in the process of constantly "doing things" for others, their white-paper-like dispositions become more and more distorted. The concept of right and wrong, the naivety and cruelty of infants and young children, and the uncontrolled hostility will eventually turn them into a collection of negative emotions.
- No wonder the ghost "abandoned" Jose and turned to the living ghost baby in the brass Guanyin statue.
Beiquan thought so.
After all, compared to the living ghost baby who has accumulated the negative emotions of his masters, Jose, who only killed one person and only wanted one billion, is really not enough.
It's as if the fragrant Manchu and Han Chinese feasts are placed in front of the hungry people, who would crave clear porridge mixed with dried radish
"Fu Guanyin", that is, the living ghost baby has been locked in a secret room by Chen Dafa for 50 years, and in order to prevent it from escaping, new buildings are added year after year until the mansion is turned into a maze.
But Chen Dafa recently contracted cancer and is terminally ill, and he will die soon.
So he left the mansion, traveled across the ocean, and went to Siam to ask a monk for a way to save his life.
However, what Chen Dafa didn't know is that the living ghost baby will grow up, which means that it knows how to think, and it will become more and more intelligent, and it will gradually be unwilling to be locked in a small secret room year after year. inside.
It wants freedom.
During the time when the owner was away from home, the living ghost baby found an opportunity to "escape".
Beiquan didn't know whether the living ghost baby appeared to lure him or made a noise. Anyway, while Chen Dafa was away, he asked someone in the room to make a hole in the wall of the secret room for him.
This small gap is enough for a living ghost baby who has been raised by the masters for decades or even hundreds of years and is powerful enough.
But the living ghost baby didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, they used the clock to block the crack in the wall, pretending that nothing happened.
The living ghost baby changed from a prisoner who lost his freedom to a hunter hiding in the dark.
- A live ghost baby is hard enough to deal with, and now I have to add a ghost.
Beiquan frowned slightly.
"Little Wei."
He called Wei Fuyuan:
"Plan A, understand?"
Wei Fuyuan's expression froze, and he shuddered.
Beiquan painstakingly arranged the "Plan A" that must not be used until the end, is it finally going to come in handy at this time
[Hey, hey hey...]
[Hee hee hee…]
The little girl was still smiling, tilting her head while laughing.
[Wan… sha, sha…]
Its mouth uttered some syllables intermittently, as if it wanted to speak, but because it had not systematically learned the language, its pronunciation was ambiguous, and the words were incoherent, just like a two-year-old child learning to speak.
Wei Fuyuan put his hand on his jacket.
[Wan, Wan…]
The little girl raised her head, revealing her true face hidden in her messy hair.
It is very thin, as thin as a piece of skin directly covering its skull, its mouth and nose are blurred, and only one pair of eyes is amazingly large. When looking at people, the eyeballs almost fall out of the sunken eye sockets.
This appearance is completely irrelevant to adjectives such as cute and beautiful, and it will only make people feel terrible.
The little girl muttered to herself, repeating intermittent syllables.
Because Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan couldn't understand what it was saying, the living ghost baby clearly showed an impatient look.
Then, like an angry young child, she jumped and rushed towards Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan.
The author has something to say: The clever little friend guessed it right!
In addition, I'm done on duty, and I will resume the evening update from this chapter _(:з"∠)_