Shadow Code

" "Fuck, this is simply a miracle, comparable to the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles!"

" But, when we cut him just now, where did the blood come from? It can't be these burial clothes, they won't lose color! " As if a country bumpkin and I had never seen the world, we looked up at these burial clothes and praised them in succession. After saying those words rationally, we pulled our attention back onto them.

" That's right, it's obvious that these clothes will not ooze blood. Furthermore, these clothes are not damaged at all.

The little sister played with the grass spike in her hand, slashing it into the air. The next moment, the air started to drip. A few drops of blood fell onto the floor of the wardrobe in front of us.

There was blood in the air of the wardrobe?

I looked at the pockmark.

" Little, little sister, why is this place so weird? There's even blood in the air, shouldn't, shouldn't we stay here for a while? " Sometimes, I find that the pockmarks are really sick, making it hard to tell if I am feeling fear or excitement, or both.

" "Don't be like an impotent pervert who can't even lift his face up!" I stepped forward and pinched the pockmark mask and closed my trembling lips.

" A dog that bites is not powerful, but a dog that doesn't bite knows that it doesn't. Even so, this sort of quiet thing really broke out, you have a problem with it, don't you think, water can dissolve things, you've heard that air can dissolve things, no? But just look at the blood that can cut through the air of this underground wardrobe, what does that mean, it dissolved something! "

" Don't tell me that when you said it like that, I realized that the curse was sealed in the same air. Could it be that the air in this closet also has the same logic? " I subconsciously tightened the mask on my face.

" Little sister, what do you think? "

" I think it's very peaceful here, but there are great dangers lurking in the air. Maybe the air is the fatal danger, so you have to wear the mask all the time, don't take it off, don't drink water, and eat! "

" However, the hole we fell into can disperse outside. Even if the air here is strange, it can't be sealed! "

" However, as you see, if I used a bayonet and drew on the inside of the wardrobe, I would be able to cut out the blood. If I took it out again and drew on the outside, no, how should I explain it? The little sister said, and demonstrated, and the pockmarks and I fell into deep thought. If we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, no one would have believed it.

" Some of them are the original appearance, from the human body is like, I also saw some parts of the dead person's mole or birthmark, but some, one can see that the original skin cut, processed into a design, such as that one, looks magnificent! In fact, for the sake of beauty, a red lotus was embroidered on a red spot on the original skin. " I followed my little sister. I was taller than her, so it was easier for me to hook onto these items. The tentacles felt really creepy. They were as soft as a left hand holding a right hand, but it just so happened that this kind of softness made one's entire body tense up.

" Oh yeah, little sister, it's not like we guessed before, so we said it already, when Little San saw the running wolf on the roof, we fell down, you saw the half door covered with semicircle texture, we also met it, just opened it just now and went into the underground closet, the only one I saw you wearing red clothes to dance with is us, are we … " At the same time, he slowly raised his hand and pointed towards the sky, "I, I saw it, I actually saw that ancient little sister wearing the exact same burial clothes as her, that's the one, I swear to the eunuchs in the sky, it's definitely the same one!"

Of course, my sister and I didn't see the pattern of the Vajra, and when the pockmarked one got excited, his hands would tremble and he wouldn't know which one he was referring to.

"What's the number here?" "You sure are accurate!"

"The seventh one, the one that looks like a monk's monastic robe. Half of it is on his shoulders, and the other half is missing!"

" Do you really want me to wear this and dance here for a bit? "

" Let me guess, either little sister will take the initiative to wear it, dance for a while, maybe we can open the door to the next place, or we'll be tricked by something, into the trap, little sister will be forced to wear it, forced to dance, but, if it's the latter, little sister will be dancing not as a way to open the next place, but as a last resort, right now, both of these are possible, of course, it might not be possible, if you guys come up with the idea, we won't have no way out, we'll all be guessing! "

"First, I'll take off that burial cloth. We'll talk about it later!" The little sister interrupted us.

" "How do I hook it?"

" "Yeah, without the hook, we wouldn't even be able to hit them, right?"

"Let's do this, I have an idea, we can't use this burial cloth to mess around, we can find any other items and try to drag it down, and if it succeeds, we can try to get that piece down again. If it doesn't succeed, we can at least damage some other items, right?"

"Sure!" The pockmark was impetuous, and responded with his mouth. His hand then pulled on the other one and pulled it down.

"F * ck, now we're done for, aren't you adding to the mess!" He looked like a deflated ball.

"How do I know that? Besides, I didn't expect your hand to be too fast. I thought the hand that kicked you and pulled the trigger would stop you from using martial arts. This place doesn't work. Do you understand me? I need to rely on my IQ. Who would have thought that I kicked the wrong place. What should I do now?"

"Little sister, what do you think we should do?"

" "Little sister, where is little sister!?" The pockmarks were face to face with me, and my sister was behind me, so he shouldn't be able to see her. I turned my head, and there was a groan coming from beneath my feet.

" Little sister, what's wrong with you? " I bent down, and my sister clutched her chest, her face full of pain.

" Little sister, you're hurt? " Only then did I see blood seeping from between her fingers against my chest, and just as I was about to ask her why she was so suddenly hurt, my sister looked up and covered my mouth, her eyes filled with sadness, and her other hand plunged into her chest, stirring, pulling out a bloody, glistening shell, and then a flash of pleasant pain passed through her face.

"Don't ask, I don't have much time left. Listen, listen to me!" The little sister struggled in my arms and held onto the hemp. "You know, I've been waiting for this kind of fate for over a thousand years, right? We are both dead people and living people, we have already died a thousand years ago, but, we all have the chance to live again, the piece you dug out belongs to me, I became the most fortunate of the dead, the lucky chance of being resurrected was ignited by you, if, if I could be lucky enough to put on this dance robe, I could truly live forever, but it was all due to fate, heaven's will! "Coincidently, I was given a new life, and this short life ended in the same way. I have to leave as soon as possible, and not stay for long, because, because, this place is sealed …!" The younger sister spat out a mouthful of blood, soaking the mask red. Her lips moved even through the mask due to the pain of death.

"What is sealed inside? Little sister, is it a curse energy?" Little sister, what do you know? " The pockmarks shook her body with all her might.

"Yes … Yes …" Another mouthful of blood sprayed on the dancing dress. It was like a blooming beautiful sunset flower, sprinkling the setting sun with rosy clouds. In the end, it was just an epiphyllum flower, and the vastness of the sky could not be preserved!

How could a living girl, even if she was dressed strangely, be a dead woman? She said so much about our time, how could it be a thousand years ago? She said that she had been following us ever since we entered the woods, but we had not dug up the tile. How could she do that? She lied to us, only to say the truth at the last moment, to deny all the previous words, but I really can't hate her.

"Tell me, pockmarked one, this is not the truth. Right? How could she possibly be a suicide? "Didn't she say that she would tell me more when there's a chance in the future? Also, didn't she say that we shouldn't doubt her disappearance and that we could go to Tibet to meet some of her masters? If it was the departed spirits of a thousand years ago, how would they know about the master of our era?"

" Little San, don't roar, I don't believe it either! " He buried his head deep in his crotch.