Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 172 Yin Yang Old Dragon Pass

The trail was dark, but it was windy.

Although it is cloudy and windy, it is not enough to lack oxygen.

The dark and cramped corridors oppress people's hearts.

Fortunately, Lin Zhuming has a precious orb, which can be used for night vision, and it was a gift from the Frog God.

But as far as the eyes can see, it is nothing but a drowsy appearance.

A stone plank road, winding and winding, seems to be an underground world.

"tick"

"tick"

Looking up, I saw strange stalactites, which looked like the teeth of some giant beast, and the dripping water was the saliva left behind.

This absurd illusion made Lin Zhuming feel that everything here seems to be slowly coming to life.

Liu Ding Liujia is three feet above Lin Zhuming's head, protected by a golden light mantra.

Lin Zhuming opened his mouth and said: "The forest here is terrifying, the atmosphere of the earth is pervasive, and the turbid shade is churning. I'm afraid it's a ghost cave."

Xu Biao asked, "Master, what is a ghost cave?"

"My Taoist school is blessed with a cave, and his Buddhist school has a pure land holy land, which is very beneficial to practice. This ghost cave is like this. It is a good place to breed ghosts."

"My lord, since this is the case, why don't we go back first and come in after a while?" Xu Biao said, "A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall."

"No problem." Lin Zhuming shook his head, but he was observing the surrounding environment: "This is still the real world, not yet the virtual world. It belongs to the realm of the mortal world, not to the ghost realm of the underworld, but there is no need to be afraid."

"Let's keep going down."

Along the stone plank road, down nine stairs, and finally arrived at an underground cave-like existence.

A gurgling stream of water, I don't know where it comes from and where it goes.

When Lin Zhuming raised his foot and stepped on it, there was a sound of "creak, creak".

The candle in his hand went out immediately.

At first glance, there are all kinds of rotting bones, and it is hard to tell whether they are human bones or demon bones.

As soon as the powder fluttered, it turned into a blue flame, which illuminated a lot around Lin Zhuming.

The yin qi here is too heavy, and the yang fire is difficult to burn, only the yin fire.

Afraid that the yin fire would burn on Lin Zhuoming, Liu Ding collected a few yin fires, intending to refine them into supernatural powers.

Who would have known that when this yin fire touched Lin Zhuoming's exhaled breath, it immediately turned into several emerald green lanterns.

The lantern monster has grown arms, hands and feet, and even facial features.

It's just that the hands, feet and arms are all bones, and the lantern cover is human skin.

"The living people are coming, the living people are coming!" Several lantern monsters chattered.

Then the will-o'-the-wisp spewed out from the mouth.

This little monster...

Before Lin Zhuoming could make a move, Liu Ding's eyes lit up immediately: "What a ghost weapon."

So they shot one after another, intending to surrender these lantern monsters.

The will-o'-the-wisp burned Liu Ding's body like fire burning glass, for a while, there was no way to do it, but Liu Ding caught him instead.

Breaking off the hands and feet that turned into white bones, and holding them in his hands, it became a lantern.

The lantern monster screamed, it was Guiku.

But soon they were threatened by Zhu Mei and others: "If you cry again, you will be demolished."

Several lantern monsters did not hold back, Zhu Mei stomped on one of them, and all the will-o'-the-wisps inside were extinguished.

Only then did the other lanterns calm down.

"My lord, write a few words on it!"

It has been customary to write on lanterns since ancient times, and it is usually a certain "house", representing the power represented by the lantern.

Or it is white lanterns for mourning and red lanterns for joy.

Lin Zhuoming saw that the path illuminated by the lantern monster was gradually blurred, as if the ghost had led the way.

So he wrote the words "poor", "young" and "solitary" on it.

The three lantern monsters had no names at all, but after they got these three characters, they got their real names, and suddenly became more powerful, and began to gather these three kinds of dark energy.

Three lanterns opened the way ahead, and gradually came to an arched gate.

I saw that the door was made of wood, covered with moss, and had a musty smell of decay.

When the door was closed, more than a dozen hanging ropes were swinging, looking a little old.

Looking up, there is a large plaque on the door, which has been crooked, with the words "Laolongguan" written on it.

The font is quite bold, with the style of Wei and Jin ancient clumsiness.

Lin Zhuming couldn't help saying: "Laolongguan is a section of the Shanhaiguan Pass of the Meng Great Wall, which was formed by the Bohai Sea."

"Isn't this old dragon pass here related to that old dragon pass over there?" Lin Zhuming thought about it and thought about it.

He read again: "Perhaps it has something to do with this Dragon King Mountain and Dragon King Temple. It is called an old dragon, so it can be seen that it is normal."

"My lord, this checkpoint is similar to that gate of ghosts. Entering and exiting is the boundary between yin and yang."

Lin Zhuming nodded, and indeed discovered the mystery.

When the door was closed, there were dozens of hanging ropes, all of which were full of resentment, but they were more terrifying than my own cattle rope.

After careful observation, I found that on both sides of the gate, there is a stone-carved "dragon and lion", or it should be called Suan Ni.

The moss has spread to the eyes, but it is still very handsome.

"Master, do you want to enter this gate?" Xu Biao persuaded again: "My lord, this place is obviously not a good place."

Lin Zhuming nodded: "Looking at it, it looks like an ancient tomb, and it also looks like an ancient battlefield. It is indeed a bit scary."

But still going to pass.

Perhaps it was disturbed by the breath of living people, those who hung on the rope turned into demons one after another, turning into poisonous snakes, hovering over the door, their eyes glowing scarlet.

"The sacrifice is here? The sacrifice is here?"

When Lin Zhuming heard the word "sacrifice", he felt a little creepy.

Did there used to be living sacrifices to some mysterious existence here?

Those poisonous snakes with changing ropes came towards Lin Zhuoming with a strong resentment.

Seeing these hanging ropes, Zhu Mei didn't panic, she was also a hanged ghost, and even Liu Ding was also a hanged ghost.

I just heard her say: "I heard that fairy girl said that when a person hangs himself, he dies for righteousness. His soul rises from the top of his head. His death is quick and painless. After death, he ascends to heaven. Therefore, our sisters Dying righteously is not considered painful, and the appearance of death is not considered ugly."

"But I've heard that those who die because of resentment and jealousy, their soul descends from the heart, and his death is slow. There is no time to die, all blood vessels rush up, every inch of the skin seems to be split, and the pain is like a knife In the broken cut, the chest, abdomen, stomach, and stomach are like a raging fire, which is unbearable. It takes more than ten moments like this before the body and spirit are separated."

"I think it's all of you, thinking of becoming a hanged ghost to entangle the other party to death, and finding a scapegoat to give up. The resentment in my heart turns into evil, just like a poisonous snake."

Those poisonous snakes were defeated by Zhu Mei, but they retreated steadily and did not dare to act recklessly.

But Zhu Mei and the others had already taken action, picking them off the door one by one, turning them into bloody red ropes.

Lin Zhuming sighed: "You guys are indeed my lucky generals."

"My lord, among these bloody ropes are all wedding gown ghosts, poor people just like us."

(End of this chapter)