Bai Liu looked up at the last mural on the ceiling.

This last mural is a long painting with a blood-red background and relatively fuzzy, which seems to connect the things that have appeared in the previous paintings in series.

The bride in the coffin jumped out, covered the head and rode on the shoulders of some people with dark faces, and walked somewhere with a sway. On the ground next to the bride were some ghosts with distorted faces, Bai Liu. Looking further back, there are some bamboo racks raised high by the ghosts. On the bamboo racks are piled many wine jars under the feet of white willows.

The wine jar seemed to be opened, and Bai Sensen's arms were clawed around several wine jars.

Some of the pictures in the middle are blurry, I can’t see what’s been painted, I can only see the inscription beside the picture that says Gengzi Year, Renchen, Moon, Guichou Day, everything is unsuitable, and the **** of night travels with the crowd, and kills the villagers.

Specific matters are written in a small line next to it, which is contained in the village calendar.

The last is the zombie Taoist, holding the peach wood sword in his left hand and pointing to the sky, with the dust on his right elbow, half of the face is a compassionate Taoist, pitying sentient beings, half is a zombie Li Sha, with blue-faced fangs.

It sits on the sacred platform, under the sacred platform are countless twisted evil spirits and ghosts, these ghosts twisting and roaring in the black smoke below the sacred platform, revealing swollen and drowned remains, arching the sacred platform. Head towards the entrance of the village.

And there were countless people standing vaguely at the entrance of the village, these people holding swords, axes, chisels, pans of torture, dragging chains, wearing some kind of strange dome hat, and short black boots in the style of cattle and sheep. He grinned and had an abominable face. It was not so much a human being, as it was a kid running out of the eighteenth hell.

From the appearance point of view, these little ghosts are the little ones who pulled the men away from Yinshan Village before.

These little ghosts rushed straight to Yinshan Village, and were greeted by the zombie Taoist who came out of the village entrance. The zombie Taoist was glaring and raised his sword to cut down. The brides and ghosts also rushed up to hold down the little ghosts.

The two "people" and horses seem to have fought fiercely at the entrance of the village.

The painting behind was blurred again, and Bai Liu looked at the end of the mural.

The mouth of the village was blood flowing into a river, and there were corpses and shreds everywhere, white bones, and only the man who had been turned into a zombie, supported his body with a sword, stood in the middle of the village with a sinister face, and black hairs grew on his hands and feet His mouth was full of blood outside his mouth.

Next to the inscription Yinshan Village descendants abandoned their ancestral tombs and set up this tomb for fuzzy Taoists and ancestors.

When Bai Liu finished reading the last mural, there was no place to settle around him. The wine jar was pressed tightly against Bai Liu's calf, and Bai Liu could knock it down as long as he moved.

The wine jar is thin and thick, and the sealing paper is extremely thin. After leaving it for so long, it is estimated that the sealing paper will rip if it is poured on the ground, and the contents of the wine jar will be able to crawl out.

It was a secret room again, and was besieged by these wine jars, it seemed that there was no way out.

Bai Liu calmly held up the candlestick and looked around, then suddenly raised his foot and stepped on a certain wine jar.

The wine jars that besieged him shook a few times and gathered in the middle. After colliding with each other, the wine jars seemed to feel that the white willow disappeared from them, so they stopped moving.

Bai Liu also stood still, but after a while, a face was ejected from the sealing paper of the wine jar.

The nose on the human face on the paper was moving, as if sniffing the white willow, and then these wine jars slowly moved towards the wine jar where the white willow was standing.

After Bai Liu waited until the wine jars were close to the wine jar he was standing on again, he switched to another wine jar and continued to stand. He watched these wine jars peacefully, with a real heart.

These wine jars are filled with the bones of drowned people, that is, the ghosts "". Those ghosts who ran out are just ghosts and ghosts, and their real bodies are still here.

According to Taoist theory, the corpse after the soul is separated is just a corpse, it will not be transformed into evil, in short, it is safe.

As soon as Bai Liu and the others entered the tomb, they ran into a lot of ghosts near the flap door, which means that many of the wine jars in this tomb must be "empty", that is, the wine jars after the ghosts left. .

In other words, these wine jars will not move.

Bai Liu screened out the movable wine jars and chose the unmovable ones to stand on. It would be fine even if he smashed the sealing paper of the wine jar, because it was just a dead body without a soul.

The moving wine jar is obviously trapped inside by the red thread of the sealing paper. According to Taoist theory, these things are all feminine objects. It takes the Yang Qi of a living person to break the opening of the jar and see the sky, so they try to use The Yang Jian Bai Liu shredded the jar or the sealing paper.

If an ordinary person enters this partial tomb, they just have to walk around, and the wine jars will unknowingly block the opponent's path and be kicked. As long as the jar falls, the contents inside will come out as desired.

And as long as there is a ghost coming out, in order to avoid the ghost, the people who come in move a lot, and there are more wine jars to be smashed.

After this person's yang energy is exhausted, he will be consumed by the ghosts and become a wine jar here.

In other words, after entering this tomb, they must never move.

And Bai Liu, a wonderful flower, watched the mural for more than half an hour after entering. No matter how the wine jar was moved and pressed, his foot did not move. It was not until Bai Liu had basically seen the moved wine jar in the tomb. Choosing one of them calmly, stepped on it leisurely.

Moving left and right will touch the wine jar, but moving up and down will not.

And now the white willow is moving on a plane higher than these wine jars, it is all these wine jars chasing him, and the more these wine jars move, the more conspicuous the wine jars that will not move.

Bai Liu remembered that when the candle was extinguished when he entered the tomb, there were five ghosts who imitated him, and five ghosts who imitated Mu Sicheng.

Assuming that these ten ghosts all went out from this partial tomb, it can be inferred that there are about ten jars in this tomb that are safe.

Bai Liu glanced at the unmovable jars in the tomb. There were exactly ten.

Although he does not rule out the possibility that his inference is wrong, if one of these ten jars is unmoving, Bai Liu will instantly ggg when he steps on it, but Bai Liu feels that he doesn't seem to care about this risk when he does things. Go in the direction of the greatest possible and best interests, and don't really care if you will die halfway.

Bai Liu felt that he was a consequentialist.

He glanced at the ten jars, connected them into a line with his eyes, and then paused.

The ten jars are connected together to form one character, but this character is missing a little, and there is no emergence. That point is in the southeast direction, and the position of that point is constantly moving, and the jar "walks" back and forth.

It feels like a mechanism. It requires a jar in every place, but there are only ten unmoving jars, one short of one.

Bai Liu raised his brows slightly. This is forcing him to step on a jar with things.

She seemed to realize that Bai Liu was stepping on the jars, these active jars became more restless, and the deforming human faces continuously appeared on the sealing paper, screaming silently with her mouth wide open.

In the sealed tomb, the wind was blowing back and forth, and a vomiting breath of rotting corpses emerged from the jar.

Bai Liu stepped on another step, and he turned to a new jar.

The wine jar that Bai Liu stepped on before was the moment he lifted his foot

In between, being pushed by other moving wine jars, the seal broke, revealing a corpse twisted and curled up in the water.

The corpse was facing up, and his face was so rotten that only a pair of eyes were intact. The eyeballs were foggy, as if they were covered with a layer of gauze. The blue and white swollen lips were open, and they stared at the outside. .

This should be the corpses of those ghosts.

The ghosts have corpses and their power is multiplied. If these ghosts are allowed to take the corpses directly out of the jar

After fantasizing about that scene, Bai Liu estimated each other's combat effectiveness. He objectively felt that he would probably die here.

Under the chasing of the wine jar, Bai Liu kept changing the jars. The seals of the jars were damaged one by one, and Bai Liu finally approached the southeast corner of the last point that was missing.

The wine jar was like a school of fish smelling the bait, almost full of the last point in the direction.

Bai Liu calmly stood on the wine jar closest to the missing spot and looked around, looking for a way out.

He stepped on the wine jar, in case there was no exit, and the contents of the wine jar crawled out. When Bai Liu needs to chase on these ten jars, he must pay attention to his position and not in the chase. Knock down other jars.

Bai Liu stared at the shaking wine jars in the southeast corner room. He quickly stepped on a jar and then turned and stood on a corner jar with his back pressed against the two walls.

The jar stepped on by Bai Liu shook twice, stood still, and then began to tilt slightly and irregularly in one direction. Five pale fingers were slowly stretched out of the broken red sealing paper. Slowly held the edge of the jar.

A head was exposed, and its head was bent ninety degrees horizontally and stuck at the mouth of the altar, as if it was completely disconnected from the body, its dead white face with a gloomy smile, it was long, pitch-black and wet. The hair emerged from the mouth of the jar, and the rest of its body and limbs were pulled out from the mouth of the jar at a twisted and weird angle.

Standing on the diagonal, Bai Liu could hear the sound of bones creaking and deforming. He glanced at the four walls and sighed with regret in his heart.

He seemed to guess wrong, not what he thought.

At least there is no organ in this partial tomb, which means that Bai Liu will make room for it.

Bai Liu didn't think he had guessed the meaning wrong, the hint was quite obvious.

But now there is no way out, unless there are still shortcomings.

Bai Liu looked up to the ceiling. The jar he was standing on was just below the flap door, and the flap door above him made a creaking sound.

The pale faces came out from behind the hinged door, and the ghosts crawled in on all fours from the outside of the hinged door.

Bai Liu sighed and said something in his heart as expected.

These eleven jars had to be filled with ghosts before they could be opened, so not long after he stepped on that jar, the ghosts who had left would return.

These ghosts who came back were originally going to crawl towards Bai Liu, but not long after they came in, they seemed to smell something, a blood-red hole cracked on their face, a weird smile appeared, and then they swiftly moved towards the Bai Liu. Stepped on the jar and climbed in.

Then, the ten jars that were stepped on by Bai Liu, stretched out their pale arms and feet one after another on the vermilion jar, and the twisted heads made a clucking sound of joints in the jar.

The drowned corpse's rotten face stared straight at Bai Liu who was standing in the center, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew louder.

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