Kong Xuyang was happy, but on the face he was surprised and said, "What are you doing with this book?"

"Used for money." Bai Liu said lightly.

Bai Liu unfolded the book, and several small and large pieces of paper slipped inside. He stooped to pick up the pat, and swiftly lined up the writing.

These notes are IOUs, and the amount owed on them ranges from several thousand to over 100,000. The repayment date on each IOU is heavily circled in red, and two exclamation marks are drawn. You can see the parties involved. Fear and eagerness to repay.

Bai Liu seemed to feel enlightened and touched his chin, "I seem to owe others a lot of money."

Kong Xuyang looked over and smiled contemptuously in his heart, secretly saying something stinking poor.

The persona Bai Liu received really fits his identity, whether he is a vagrant inside or outside the game, or a short-lived ghost who lacks money.

Bai Liu played the role of a ruffian who had dropped out of junior high school and has been in the society. He has been in two or three rounds for committing crimes. Because of his generous shots, he has met a lot of people from the three schools, but also owes a lot of debts because of his generous shots.

At this time, the man already owed a lot of money, and the lending dealer began to bite him, breaking his leg when he said that he couldn't pay the money, and let him crawl on the ground for a lifetime.

This man was frightened, and went to the doctor in a hurry. He found a wicked Taoist he knew and asked if there was any way to make me a fortune.

This person said that if you are really short of money, you can find a place where you can borrow your money. The heavier the yin, the more windfall you will get.

Hearing this, the idiot happened to meet the archaeological team to inform him to return to his hometown. In his mind, he was totally ecstatic. There is still a dirty and gloomy hometown in this world that has dug out ancient tombs than his. Is it still heavy?

If he borrowed money in such a place, wouldn’t he have made it?

But he was afraid that something would happen after he borrowed ill-gotten wealth. This person still kept his eyes open and asked the Taoist carefully if I borrowed the ill-gotten wealth in this way, would there be any trouble?

The evil Taoist heard that he was going back to his hometown to borrow fortune, so he told him that borrowing the fortune of his ancestors was just wicked, but it was not a big deal. You would have a little bit of bad luck, but there would be no blood and light disaster. After all, you are descendants of this village. .

But this person probably didn't expect that this person's village was actually Yinshan Village, a small village with weird funeral customs.

Generally speaking, it’s not a big deal for younger generations to borrow money from their ancestors. Even if you don’t argue with your ancestors, they will wait until you die and go to the underworld to settle accounts with you and teach you this unfilial descendant. You will not do anything easily before you are alive. , After all, you can be regarded as their blood relatives, and they still count on you to burn incense to make sacrifices.

But if your ancestors did not enter the underworld at all, and were trapped in this small village day and night, wandering with grievances.

It’s hard to say what will happen if I borrow money from you at this time.

Kong Xuyang retracted his unkind look at Bai Liu's body, changed his worried face, and hesitated, "Will be punished by evil tricks.

Bai Liu's gaze was still on the writing, without looking at Kong Xuyang, he calmly asked, "Isn't all the wealth that can be obtained quickly in this world hurts the world?"

Kong Xuyang was startled, and subconsciously refuted "how could it be?"

Bai Liu was finally willing to sweep his eyes lightly with a light beam. "If there is a magic trick that allows you to start a company and squeeze employees to the full without they will resist, the stock market predicts in advance the direction that can cut stockholders on a large scale, and the loan shark only needs an advertisement. Let them confuse others and make them inevitably go bankrupt and borrow your high-interest loans with extremely high interest rates."

"Even playing games and matches, you can use sorcery to kill competitive opponents first, leaving no traces, and finally winning and getting a bonus."

"You can rely on this to accumulate a lot of money, but according to your statement, isn't this all the ill-gotten wealth obtained by using sorcery"

"Is it right that those who do these should be retributed?"

Kong Xuyang was startled by Bai Liu's understatement.

Kong Xuyang has done all of these things, and they have done all of them using the items exchanged for game points. No traces have been left. How could Bai Liu know?

Didn't he forget everything?

Kong Xuyang looked at Yang Zhi with suspicion. Yang Zhi was wronged and slapped his belly awkwardly, indicating that he was really digesting Bai Liu’s memory. Kong Xuyang reluctantly sat down again with undecided mind. "You just said What is Bailiu"

Bai Liu's expression faintly retracted his gaze, "I'm imagining what I might do if I get sorcery. These are the fastest ways to get money."

"I really want this kind of ill-gotten wealth."

Kong Xuyang pretended to be amused, and took a picture of Bai Liu's shoulder. "You are talking about Bai Liu again. You just said that you will be punished if you do these things."

Bai Liu squinted to glance at Kong Xuyang, "No, I don't think doing this will lead to retribution."

"There are only legal and illegal distinctions between the money that cuts the heavens and the management, and the illegal ones will indeed be retributed, but the legal ones won't."

Kong Xuyang tried his best to squeeze a smiling face, "there is still a legal way to harm the world and money"

Bai Liu raised the book in his hand and looked sincere. "I was just thinking that the law will protect the rights and interests of living people. Therefore, it is illegal to exploit the money of the living people in various ways, but it seems that the exploitation of the money of the dead is not included in the scope of legal considerations. Is legal."

"So borrowing money is legal."

Kong Xuyang ""

He felt as if something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

Bai Liu opened the Maoshan witchcraft manuscript, and there were several pages in it that had been turned up and creases, and I could read it from time to time, and some of them also made detailed notes.

At the top of this page is written in three large characters "Fa Yin Cai".

Standing behind Bai Liu, Mu Sicheng quickly accepted his identity as a supernatural anchor, and now he has professionally picked up the camera and started shooting everywhere. He saw Bai Liuzheng looking down at the book, and looking closer with the camera curiously while watching. Still read

""Fayincai", wow, this is still a traditional Chinese character, so hard to recognize, let me see what it is written in."

"Find a new tomb with a tombstone, name and gender, no more than a hundred days to bury, prepare meals and choose three animals, wine, cattle, sheep and pigs, Wugui Day, Wuyin time, 5 to 7 pm, bring Shoujin branch, etc. practice."

"First order four incense sticks, then insert them into the garden, and draw the three incense sticks with your right hand toward the west to the sky. Please call on the **** of Yin and Yang day and night, and then you must recite the incantation."

Mu Sicheng gradually saw God, and his tone became trance.

"The thunder commands, anxious like a spark, the three realms of the ten directions are heard in a moment, and the year and the day are on the hour, by the deeds, day and night yin and yang, travel the gods, psychic five directions"

The incense in the temple is always bright and dark, and the wind whizzes through the hall, emitting a peculiar echo similar to a woman's laughter.

The statue of Sanqing **** behind Mu Sicheng turned from its original dignified look to glaring glaringly, holding a whisk and grinning, as if to insult Mu Sicheng, a Taoist child who performed sorcery in front of him, and beat him severely.

There was a crisp bell ringing and the sound of the wind.

The red line crisscrossing the coffin shook, and the bells at the four corners started to sway. The three incense candles lit by He Daniu in front of the statue swayed twice in the yin wind and went out.

The lights in the temple dimmed, leaving only a light yellow light from the hanging electric lamp swaying overhead hitting the idols. Both idols and humans, under such a dim light.

The face became odious.

The black-and-white photos placed in the temporary niche facing the seven coffins also turned out to be inexplicably gloomy for the seven elderly people who were kind-looking. In the photos, they stared directly at the four people in the lobby with their faces. The originally friendly smile became weird.

When Mu Sicheng met the old man's eyes in the black and white photo facing him, he suddenly woke up.

He looked at Bai Liu subconsciously, and Bai Liu shook his head flatly at him, "It's okay, you will have to recite this curse sooner or later. It's good to see the effect in advance."

Mu Sicheng breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

Bai Liu's eyes swept past the hall where the brightness had become much dim. Suddenly, his eyes stopped and stopped on two coffins.

Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi had already stood far away, their faces tense.

Even if this game has been played once, there are small traps and pits everywhere. Just now, Mu Sicheng suddenly chanted a curse. If it weren’t for hiding quickly, they almost started talking.

The old man in the black-and-white photos placed in the dien niche facing the two coffins is kind-looking, friendly, and looks like a good person. But what makes people feel cold behind them is that these two photos were supposed to be single people. In the chaos just now, it turned into a group photo without knowing it.

In these two black-and-white photos, the two old men are pinching and holding the camera, Mu Sicheng's shoulders, who seem to have not recovered yet, pinching the shoulders of the calm Bai Liu, appear on their faces. The corpse spots and duckweed, the nails turned black and sharp, and the front side looked out of the photo with joy and weirdness.

Bai Liu's eyes paused for a moment on the old man's hand pinching his shoulder, then he retracted his gaze from the photo and looked at the yellow symbols on the two coffins.

The cinnabar on the yellow talisman was dim, and the corners were also obviously damaged. It didn't take long to see.

Bai Liu turned to look at Mu Sicheng, "Take off his shirt."

Mu Sicheng was dumbfounded, but still subconsciously got rid of it.

Bai Liu's gaze stopped on Mu Sicheng's shoulder, where there was a green, black and red fingerprint that had just been pinched out.

Mu Sicheng was frightened when he saw this fingerprint.

Bai Liu touched his shoulder. He also felt a bit of pain in this place now. He unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt and turned his head to look. As expected, he found a sunken fingerprint on his shoulder.

Because it was too cold, there was not even any pain.

Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng, "You have been taking pictures just now, right? Let me see."

Mu Sicheng handed the camera over.

Bai Liu stared intently at the palm-sized screen of the camera, pressing the back button on the camera, searching quickly for something in the non-stop rewinding picture.

Mu Sicheng leaned over, a little afraid to look at the camera screen, only dared to ask Bai Liu "What are you looking for?"

Bai Liu's finger pressing the back button finally stopped. He pressed the play button "Find something to verify my guess."

The picture on the camera began to play normally, and Bai Liu watched intently.

Mu Sicheng swallowed and looked over.

The lights in the shaking camera screen flickered, and Mu Sicheng could hear the voice of himself chanting the spell to the last trance, followed by the harsh sound of the wind blowing out, the moment the incense lighted in front of the idol extinguished, the whole picture was alive. It's dark, and it's bright again.

In this dark and bright space, something seemed to appear next to Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng, and soon disappeared.

Bai Liu put the place upside down and slowed it down again. This time Mu Sicheng finally saw what was happening, and his blood froze.

The screen showed two faces that were completely swollen and distorted and covered with maggots. Their faces were still covered with green duckweed. The two bodies turned into black nails and pinched Bai Liu's shoulders.

Then the two old men stared miserably at the flashing camera, leaning on the shoulders of Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng and let out a weird smile. The swollen flesh and skin split apart as they laughed, revealing the white inside. Shredded pork.

The dim light of the electric lamp lights up in the next second, and the two human faces sticking behind their ears disappeared.

Bai Liu handed the camera to Mu Sicheng, who was already frightened and lost. He turned and walked towards the coffin. He stared at the yellow talisman on it for a second or two, and stretched out his hand as if to lift the yellow talisman.

Kong Xuyang sternly stopped, "What are you going to do? This talisman is a curse to suppress the corpse. If you tear the corpse in the coffin, you will not be able to suppress it. Everyone will have trouble."

Bai Liu didn't care what Kong Xuyang was talking about, and opened the yellow talisman without hesitation.

The yellow talisman was turned over, and Zhang Fu was actually drawn behind

Bai Liu opened his Maoshan sorcerer manuscript, searched it several times, and quickly found the talisman corresponding to the spell behind it.

"Shadow corpse talisman." Bai Liu said faintly, "It is true. On the surface, this is indeed an An Sha curse, but it has already passed the footsteps. Later, these drowned corpses turned evil corpses into the corpse of the evil talisman. Increase the sha, and the shadow corpse talisman on the back is facing the coffin, which is the most effective spell."

"Putting this charm will not have any suppressive effect at all. It can only make these corpses turn into corpses more quickly, and come out to cause harm to the world."

Mu Sicheng was surprised, "How do you know that there is something wrong with this talisman?"

Bai Liu looked at him, "Because everything in it can run out and take a photo with us, this symbol has no suppressive effect."

After Bai Liu finished speaking, he walked forward, raising his hand to tear up all the symbols of the seven coffins.

Suddenly, the wind blew violently, the hanging bell rang, and the lid of the coffin on the seven coffins kept shaking.

The edge of the coffin in front of Bai Liu suddenly stretched out with a black nail, and slowly opened the mouth of the coffin.

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