Mu Sicheng's mind became more and more dizzy, and everything in front of him appeared ghostly.

Another floating corpse came around and approached Bai Liu. Mu Sicheng slapped it subconsciously, but the floating corpse escaped. Mu Sicheng slapped Bai Liu's face with his slap. Bai Liu's head was lowered a bit, and his lips were cracked on his fangs. Up.

A line of blood oozes from the corner of the mouth, drips on the fangs, and melts into the white willow lips.

Mu Sicheng was still sawing these deadly floating corpses, his face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of plaster putty, even the general facial features were invisible, his hands and feet were turned over, his wrist and elbow joints were facing inside.

The greasy and white bodies of floating corpses on the water were stacked in front of Mu Sicheng, and the floating corpses under the water swayed and dragged Mu Sicheng's ankles. Some floating corpses took the opportunity to bypass Mu Sicheng and dive in front of Bai Liu behind him.

The Bailiu hanging under the bridge was pulled by several floating corpses that slipped past, and his shirt was almost torn.

The drop of blood on Bai Liu's lips dripped to the surface of the water, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Mu Sicheng was pulled so that only half of his head was exposed to the surface of the water. He was caught by the collar and pulled aside, a fierce golden light exploded from behind, covering all the floating corpses and women in white in front of him.

The golden light was dazzling and dazzling, making people afraid to look straight. Mu Sicheng, who was dragged aside, had a push and pull feeling that he was about to be sucked in.

Bai Liu opened a tattered umbrella and blocked it in front of Mu Sicheng. Golden light emerged from the inside of the umbrella, trapping the floating corpses and martyred ghosts who were chasing inside.

The floating corpse and the ghost on the bridge have a hideous face, and they stretched out their limbs and struggled sternly, trying to break free from the white paper umbrella, but they were like small iron blocks held by magnets, firmly held under the bridge and opened by the white willow. Inside the umbrella, you can't move a bit.

Bai Liu hung the umbrella on the hook under the bridge, walked around the floating corpses and ghosts from under the water, then emerged again, with a pale face and stretched out his wrist to **** some anger to Mu Sicheng, who was already looking silly on the side.

After Mu Sicheng recovered his facial features, Bai Liu immediately ordered calmly, "Take me to the bridge, run, and run off the bridge and we will be safe."

Hearing the words, Mu Sicheng turned on the bridge, and when he got on the bridge, he quickly turned around and pulled Bai Liu up under the bridge with his arms, and ran under the bridge without looking back while holding Bai Liu's shoulders.

Behind him came the chasing sound of small feet, Mu Sicheng looked back and saw that the woman with half of her face missing was chasing Bai Liu and the others with a spiteful face, her mouth was huge, and her teeth clicked and flicked like speaking. Move, through the mouth, you can directly see the mud and sand in the mouth and the rotten bones on the back of the neck.

Mu Sicheng's voice is high, "She is chasing us"

"Don't look back." Bai Liu, who was lying on Mu Sicheng's shoulder, reminded him softly, his face looked very haggard, but his tone was still calm, "She can't chase down the bridge."

The calmness of Bai Liu made Mu Sicheng calmer. Mu Sicheng almost used all his strength, half-carrying Bai Liu, rushed down the bridge, and ran all the way to the entrance of the main tomb before daring to put down the Bai Liu on his shoulders and collapsed. Sitting on the ground panting.

Although logically speaking, Mu Sicheng was already a ghost and didn't need to breathe, but the intense situation just now aroused his physiological reaction as a human being.

Mu Sicheng leaned back on the ground with his hands, raised his head and his chest was violently up and down, his eyes were lost, and his mouth asked, "Isn't you chasing me?"

Bai Liu leaned against the earth wall and looked at the bridge, "I didn't chase him."

The martyred bridge ghost wandered back and forth by the bridge in white clothes. Looking from a distance, the upper half of her face had grown up, and she seemed to be staring at Bailiu, but after a while, she turned around again, step by step. He walked towards the bridge squarely, opened his arms, leaped and jumped down.

The spreading darkness gradually swallowed the bridge, only some floating green fluorescence could be seen, and some desolate women sobbed.

"My lord, why haven't you returned yet, staying as a slave, staying at the bridge day and night"

Mu Sicheng finally let out a long sigh of relief, and said in a daze, "It's finally gone."

"How do you know they won't chase under the bridge?" Mu Sicheng calmed down. He turned his head and asked Bai Liu curiously, "There is also that umbrella, why is there suddenly golden light inside?"

Bai Liu stood up on the ground, clapped his hands and looked down at Mu Sicheng, who was still sitting on the ground, "Do you remember that I showed you a yellow symbol in that umbrella?"

Mu Sicheng thought for a moment, "Remember."

Bai Liu "The spell is called the body-binding talisman, and its function is to trap the ghosts in the place where they died tragically. It can be said to be a form of trapping the ghosts, and it is one of Maoshan's orthodox techniques."

"My Maoshan witchcraft manuscript mentioned the function of this spell, but there is no way of drawing this spell. Applying this spell to the martyred ghost on this bridge is obviously blocking people from crossing the bridge. Kill the two of us who strayed into the tomb."

Mu Sicheng was wary and asked "Do you know who it is?"

"This spell is very new, and it takes no more than a day to paint." Bai Liu looked down, "If there are no other strangers in this Yinshan Village, then there is a high probability that Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi did it."

Mu Sicheng cursed, "Two fools."

"But it's not all bad that they are willing to draw a talisman to harm us." Bai Liu slowly pulled out a wet spell from his cuff, but still preserved the intact spell, which was the talisman.

Bai Liu smiled, "We are short of Dhamma spells."

Mu Sicheng was surprised, "You tore the charm from the umbrella."

"Well, because there are more than one charm in the umbrella, Kong Xuyang seems to be able to trap people who cross the bridge in order to ensure that his plan will not go wrong. He posted three charms in the umbrella of the martyred bridge ghost." Bai Liu collected the charms. , Looked at Mu Sicheng, "I tore off one of them, one that I attached to that martyred bridge ghost, and one that I left in the umbrella."

Mu Sicheng finally reacted, "Those floating corpses are all dead in the river under the bridge, so you let me go back under the bridge, and then use the talisman umbrella to shine them at them, they will be trapped, because This spell will trap them where they were before they died."

Bai Liu nodded, "My plan is indeed correct, but something went wrong in the execution process."

Mu Sicheng noticed the two small fangs on Bai Liu’s lips, stood up in anger, pointed at Bai Liu and cursed, "This is also called Xiaochazi. You **** passed out and almost turned into a zombie. This plan almost made us all together." Is it a ghost?"

Bai Liu sighed regretfully, "How did I know that you are so useless? I got the prop umbrella to pass the ghost bridge, and I told you the path to go under the bridge. All you need to do is open the umbrella."

"But you actually went to fight these floating corpses." Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng quietly, then retracted his gaze and shook his head gently, "Forget it, I can't blame you. I chose you as a teammate. There is also a mistake."

Mu Sicheng ""

When Bai Liu said this, it seemed that it was really his fault from beginning to end.

Why is he so stupid? Yes, he didn't expect to open the umbrella at that time.

Mu Sicheng began to reflect on his stupidity and mistakes seriously and painfully, and even his head drooped listlessly.

Without telling his teammates of the plan, Bai Liu passed out halfway and dumped all the pots to his teammates afterwards. Bai Liu calmly glanced at Mu Sicheng with his left light, and patted Mu Sicheng's shoulder forgivingly, "It's okay, pay attention next time. That's it, let's go first."

Mu Sicheng glanced at Bai Liu’s fangs that exposed his lips, feeling more guilty, and asked awkwardly, "You zombie tooth, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Bai Liu waved his hand to indicate that the problem was not big. "It's true that zombie teeth have to be more than an inch long. At most, I am too yin."

Mu Sicheng frowned and asked, "It's just that the yin is too heavy, then why didn't you wake up before?"

"The Yinqi and the Underworld Bridge Road has a great influence on me, a stranger, and it made me confused for a while." Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng, "I may also fall into this state of confusion in the future, but there are ways to wake me up. "

Mu Sicheng listened carefully to "what method"

Bai Liu nodded the blood stains on his fangs. "That's it, human blood, sucking human blood can wake me up."

Mu Sicheng was startled, "This tomb is full of ghosts from the underworld, where is the human blood?"

"I am." Bai Liu smiled, "Even though I am heavy, I am still a stranger. My blood is useful. You knocked my teeth before and made me bleed. I will wake up when I taste this. "

Mu Sicheng was silent for a while, "Thank you brother."

He knew that Bai Liu did this step only to save his life.

Bai Liu smiled, "I always feel that your life should have been mine for a long time, and it's natural for me to keep my own things, so I don't need to thank you."

As they talked, they walked into the main tomb, and soon they reached the place where the Paper Taoist had burned before. There was ashes on the ground, and one step further inside, they stepped into the passage of the main tomb.

The passage is so dark that you can't see it at all, but you can smell a rich and nauseous scent of scented candle ointment, mixed with the sweet and greasy scent of a rotten fruit candy.

And different from the coldness of the previous ghost bridge, the closer the Bailiu and the others are to the main tomb, the higher the temperature, the heat waves from inside, the smell of rotten melon and fruit wedding candy becomes fresh, and the smell of scented candle oil becomes pleasant.

There were some faintly intertwined wine glasses, the voices of congratulating each other, the footsteps of people coming and going, and the raps of children playing. These voices passed through the tomb passage and turned into very long and elusive echoes with a tail. The beaming became gloomy.

"It's very lively in this tomb." Bai Liu looked at the main tomb with some understanding, "It sounds like it's hosting a big banquet."

Mu Sicheng rubbed his arms, he got goose bumps, "There won't be many ghosts in it, right"

"I don't know if it's too much." Bai Liu's eyes were calm, "Anyway, it's a lot, otherwise it won't work."

He took a step inside, stepped on the ashes of the paper Taoist man, and stepped into the main tomb.

The pitch-black passage suddenly lit up red lanterns from the outside to the inside. The red lanterns were pasted with a Chinese character in white and hung from the outside to the inside where the white willows could not be seen. The red light from the lanterns illuminates the passage. It seemed to ooze blood.

The vague voice in the tomb passage suddenly became sharp and sharp, "A guest comes to congratulate."

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