Chapter 341
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Bai Liu looked up at the last mural on the ceiling.
This last mural is a large painting with a blood-red background and is rather vague. It seems to be a series of things that appeared in the previous paintings.
The bride in the coffin jumped out, covered her head and rode on the shoulders of some dark-faced people, Xipa swayed and walked somewhere, and some people with distorted faces crawled on the ground beside the bride. The ghost, Bai Liu looked back, and there were some bamboo racks raised high by the ghosts, and there were many wine jars like the ones under Bai Liu's feet stacked on the bamboo racks.
The wine jars seemed to be opened, and Bai Sensen's arms were stretched around the wine jars.
Some of the pictures were blurred during the period, and I couldn’t see what was drawn clearly. I could see the inscription next to the pictures [……. Secretary, the person who broke into the village...]
A line of small characters next to it reads [specific matters, set out in the village calendar. 】
The last is the Taoist zombie, holding a peach wood sword in his left hand and pointing to the sky, his right elbow is resting on the floating dust, half of it is a Taoist of compassion and pity for all living beings, and the other half is a zombie with fierce fangs and green fangs.
It sits on the altar, and under the altar are countless distorted ghosts. These ghosts twist and roar in the black smoke under the altar, and swollen and drowned faces emerge, arching the gods. Step forward to the entrance of the village.
At the entrance of the village, there were countless people standing vaguely. These people were holding swords, axes and chisels, holding oil pans, dragging iron chains, wearing some kind of strange round hats, and wearing short black shoes with cattle and sheep feet. The boots, baring their teeth, are hideous. They are not so much human beings as they are little ghosts who escaped from the 18th hell.
From the appearance point of view, these little ghosts are the little ghosts who were taken away by the men of Yinshan Village before.
These little ghosts rushed straight into Yinshan Village, and they were meeting the zombie Taoist who came out from the entrance of the village. The zombie Taoist glared and raised his sword to slash.
The two "people" and horses seemed to be fighting fiercely at the entrance of the village.
Afterwards, the painting became blurred again, and Bai Liu looked towards the end of the mural.
The entrance of the village was bleeding like a river, and there were corpses and fragments everywhere, covered with white bones. The remaining Taoist had all turned into zombies, propping up his body with a sword, standing in the middle of the entrance of the village with a sinister face, his hands and feet Black fur protruded, fangs were bared, and the mouth was full of blood.
The inscription next to it [The descendants of Yinshan Village abandoned the ancestral tombs and built tombs for (fuzzy) Taoists and ancestors. 】
When Bai Liu finished watching the last mural, there was no place to stay around him, the wine jar was pressed against Bai Liu's calf tightly, and Bai Liu could kick him down with a single movement.
The wine jar has a thin mouth and a thick body, and the sealing paper is extremely thin. If it has been left for such a long time, it is estimated that the sealing paper will crack if it is poured on the ground, and the contents of the wine jar will crawl out.
It's a secret room again, and these wine jars are tightly besieged again, it seems that there is no way out.
Bai Liu calmly held up the candlestick and looked around, then suddenly stepped on a certain wine jar.
The wine jars that surrounded him shook a few times, gathered together, and after colliding with each other, these wine jars seemed to feel that the white willow had disappeared from them, so they stood still.
Bai Liu also stood still, but after a while, a human face appeared on the sealing paper of the wine jar.
The nose on the face of the man on the paper moved, as if he was smelling the smell of Bai Liu, and then the wine jars slowly moved towards the wine jar where Bai Liu was standing.
Bai Liu waited until these wine jars got close to the one he was standing on again, then changed to another wine jar and continued to stand. He looked at these wine jars peacefully, and said with a sigh of relief.
These wine jars contained the bones of drowned people, that is, the "body" of those ghosts. Those ghosts who ran out were just ghosts and ghosts, and their real corpses were still here.
According to the theory of Taoism, after the soul leaves the body, the bones are just bones, and they will not transform into evil. In short, they are safe.
As soon as Bai Liu and the others entered the tomb, they encountered many ghosts near the loose-leaf door, which means that many wine jars in this tomb must be "empty", that is, the wine after the ghosts left their bodies. earthen jar.
In other words, these wine jars will not move.
Bai Liu screened out the wine jars that moved, and chose the ones that didn't move to stand on top of them. Even if the sealing paper of the wine jars was crushed, it would be fine, because it was just a dead body without a soul.
The moving wine jars are obviously trapped inside by the red line of the sealing paper. According to the Taoist theory, these things are all Yin objects, and they need the help of the yang energy of a living person to break open the jars and see the light of day again, so they Trying to use Bai Liu, a person in the world, to break the jar or the sealing paper.
If ordinary people enter this partial tomb room and want to walk around, those wine jars will be kicked unknowingly in the way of the opponent's walking, and if the jars are toppled over, the contents inside will be destroyed. It came out as expected.
And there must be a ghost coming out. In order to avoid this ghost, the people who come in move a lot, and there will be many broken wine jars.
After this person's yang energy is exhausted, the ghosts will die here alive and become a wine jar here.
That is to say, after entering this tomb, it is determined not to move.
As for Bai Liu, a strange creature, after he came in, he looked at the murals for more than half an hour. No matter how the wine jar moved, he didn't move his feet. Then he chose one of them calmly, and stepped on it slowly.
Moving left and right will touch the wine jar, but moving up and down will not.
And now Bai Liu is moving on a level higher than these wine jars, it is these wine jars that are chasing him, and the more these wine jars run, the more conspicuous those wine jars that are not moving will be.
Bai Liu remembered that when the candle was extinguished when entering the tomb, five ghosts imitating him and five ghosts imitating Mu Sicheng appeared.
Assuming that these ten ghosts all came out of this partial tomb, it can be inferred that there are about ten jars in this tomb that are safe.
Bai Liu glanced at the immovable jars in the tomb, and there were exactly ten jars.
Although it is not possible to rule out the possibility that his deduction is wrong, if one of the ten jars does not like to move, Bai Liu will instantly gg when he steps on it, but Bai Liu feels that he does not seem to care about this risk , always go in the direction of the greatest possibility and the greatest benefit, not because I don't care whether I will die halfway.
Bai Liu felt like he was a consequentialist.
He glanced at the ten jars, and with his eyes the ten jars formed a line, then paused.
These ten jars are connected together to form a character [出], but this character [出] is a little less, and there is no head. The point is in the southeast direction, and the position of that point is constantly "walking" back and forth.
This feels like a mechanism that requires a jar in every place, but there are only ten immovable jars, and there is one less.
Bai Liu raised his brows slightly - is this forcing him to step on a jar with something in it?
As if realizing that Bai Liu had stepped on the jars, these movable jars became more and more restless, deformed human faces constantly appeared on the sealing paper, with their mouths wide open and roaring silently.
The dark wind swept back and forth in the sealed tomb, and a disgusting smell of rotting corpses emerged from the jar.
Bai Liu took another step, and he switched to a new jar.
The moment Bai Liu stepped on the wine jar, the moment he lifted his foot, the other moving wine jars pushed it, and the seal was broken, revealing a twisted corpse curled up in the water.
The corpse was facing upwards, and the face was so rotten that only a pair of eyes remained intact. The eyeballs were misty, as if covered with a layer of gauze. Look outside.
This should be the corpses of those ghosts.
The power of ghosts is multiplied by having corpses. If these ghosts come out of the jar with their corpses...
After fantasizing about that scene, Bai Liu estimated each other's fighting strength, and objectively felt that he would probably die here.
Chased by the wine jars, Bai Liu kept changing the jars, and the seals of the jars were damaged one by one. Bai Liu finally approached the southeast corner of the last missing point of [Out].
The wine jars are like a school of fish smelling bait, and they are almost full of the direction of the last point of 【出】.
Bai Liu calmly stood on the wine jar closest to the point [Out], looked around, looking for a way out.
When he stepped on the wine jar, in case there was no exit and the contents of that wine jar crawled out, when Bai Liu needed to chase the ten jars, he had to pay attention to his position, and he couldn't be in the middle of the chase. Time to knock down other jars.
Bai Liu stared at the shaking wine jars in the southeast corner of the room. He quickly stepped on a jar, then turned and stood on a corner jar, with his back against the two walls.
The jar that the white willow stepped on shook twice, stood still, and then began to tilt slightly and irregularly in one direction, and five pale sticks protruded slowly from the torn red sealing paper. With his fingers, he slowly grasped the edge of the mouth of the jar.
A head was exposed, and its head was bent at 90 degrees and stuck horizontally on the mouth of the altar, as if it was completely disconnected from the body, with a sinister smile on its dead white face, it was pitch black and Wet hair emerged from the mouth of the jar, and its remaining body and limbs were pulled out of the mouth of the jar at a twisted and weird angle.
Standing on the diagonal line, Bai Liu could hear the sound of bones creaking and deforming. He glanced at the four walls and sighed regretfully in his heart.
He seems to have guessed wrong, not what he thought.
At least for now, there is no mechanism in this partial tomb, which means that Bai Liu made a door.
Bai Liu didn't think he had guessed the meaning of [出] wrong, the hint was quite obvious.
But there is no [way out] now, unless it is... there is something missing.
Bai Liu looked up at the ceiling, the jar he was standing on was right under the loose-leaf door, and the loose-leaf door right above him made a rattling sound.
Pale faces poked out from behind the loose-leaf door, and ghosts crawled in from outside the loose-leaf door on all fours.
Bai Liu clicked his tongue and said something fruitful in his heart.
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 come back.
These ghosts who came back were originally going to crawl over to Bai Liu, but not long after they came in, they seemed to smell something, a blood-red hole was split on their chest, and they showed a strange smile, and then quickly walked Stepped on the jar towards those white willows and climbed in.
Afterwards, the ten white willows stretched out their pale arms and soles one after another to pat the vermilion jar, which had been stepped on by the white willows, and their writhing heads made a rattling sound of joints in the jar.
The eyes of the drowned corpse's rotting face stared straight at the white willow standing in the center, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew bigger and bigger.
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Bai Liu looked up at the last mural on the ceiling.
This last mural is a large painting with a blood-red background and is rather vague. It seems to be a series of things that appeared in the previous paintings.
The bride in the coffin jumped out, covered her head and rode on the shoulders of some dark-faced people, Xipa swayed and walked somewhere, and some people with distorted faces crawled on the ground beside the bride. The ghost, Bai Liu looked back, and there were some bamboo racks raised high by the ghosts, and there were many wine jars like the ones under Bai Liu's feet stacked on the bamboo racks.
The wine jars seemed to be opened, and Bai Sensen's arms were stretched around the wine jars.
Some of the pictures were blurred during the period, and I couldn’t see what was drawn clearly. I could see the inscription next to the pictures [……. Secretary, the person who broke into the village...]
A line of small characters next to it reads [specific matters, set out in the village calendar. 】
The last is the Taoist zombie, holding a peach wood sword in his left hand and pointing to the sky, his right elbow is resting on the floating dust, half of it is a Taoist of compassion and pity for all living beings, and the other half is a zombie with fierce fangs and green fangs.
It sits on the altar, and under the altar are countless distorted ghosts. These ghosts twist and roar in the black smoke under the altar, and swollen and drowned faces emerge, arching the gods. Step forward to the entrance of the village.
At the entrance of the village, there were countless people standing vaguely. These people were holding swords, axes and chisels, holding oil pans, dragging iron chains, wearing some kind of strange round hats, and wearing short black shoes with cattle and sheep feet. The boots, baring their teeth, are hideous. They are not so much human beings as they are little ghosts who escaped from the 18th hell.
From the appearance point of view, these little ghosts are the little ghosts who were taken away by the men of Yinshan Village before.
These little ghosts rushed straight into Yinshan Village, and they were meeting the zombie Taoist who came out from the entrance of the village. The zombie Taoist glared and raised his sword to slash.
The two "people" and horses seemed to be fighting fiercely at the entrance of the village.
Afterwards, the painting became blurred again, and Bai Liu looked towards the end of the mural.
The entrance of the village was bleeding like a river, and there were corpses and fragments everywhere, covered with white bones. The remaining Taoist had all turned into zombies, propping up his body with a sword, standing in the middle of the entrance of the village with a sinister face, his hands and feet Black fur protruded, fangs were bared, and the mouth was full of blood.
The inscription next to it [The descendants of Yinshan Village abandoned the ancestral tombs and built tombs for (fuzzy) Taoists and ancestors. 】
When Bai Liu finished watching the last mural, there was no place to stay around him, the wine jar was pressed against Bai Liu's calf tightly, and Bai Liu could kick him down with a single movement.
The wine jar has a thin mouth and a thick body, and the sealing paper is extremely thin. If it has been left for such a long time, it is estimated that the sealing paper will crack if it is poured on the ground, and the contents of the wine jar will crawl out.
It's a secret room again, and these wine jars are tightly besieged again, it seems that there is no way out.
Bai Liu calmly held up the candlestick and looked around, then suddenly stepped on a certain wine jar.
The wine jars that surrounded him shook a few times, gathered together, and after colliding with each other, these wine jars seemed to feel that the white willow had disappeared from them, so they stood still.
Bai Liu also stood still, but after a while, a human face appeared on the sealing paper of the wine jar.
The nose on the face of the man on the paper moved, as if he was smelling the smell of Bai Liu, and then the wine jars slowly moved towards the wine jar where Bai Liu was standing.
Bai Liu waited until these wine jars got close to the one he was standing on again, then changed to another wine jar and continued to stand. He looked at these wine jars peacefully, and said with a sigh of relief.
These wine jars contained the bones of drowned people, that is, the "body" of those ghosts. Those ghosts who ran out were just ghosts and ghosts, and their real corpses were still here.
According to the theory of Taoism, after the soul leaves the body, the bones are just bones, and they will not transform into evil. In short, they are safe.
As soon as Bai Liu and the others entered the tomb, they encountered many ghosts near the loose-leaf door, which means that many wine jars in this tomb must be "empty", that is, the wine after the ghosts left their bodies. earthen jar.
In other words, these wine jars will not move.
Bai Liu screened out the wine jars that moved, and chose the ones that didn't move to stand on top of them. Even if the sealing paper of the wine jars was crushed, it would be fine, because it was just a dead body without a soul.
The moving wine jars are obviously trapped inside by the red line of the sealing paper. According to the Taoist theory, these things are all Yin objects, and they need the help of the yang energy of a living person to break open the jars and see the light of day again, so they Trying to use Bai Liu, a person in the world, to break the jar or the sealing paper.
If ordinary people enter this partial tomb room and want to walk around, those wine jars will be kicked unknowingly in the way of the opponent's walking, and if the jars are toppled over, the contents inside will be destroyed. It came out as expected.
And there must be a ghost coming out. In order to avoid this ghost, the people who come in move a lot, and there will be many broken wine jars.
After this person's yang energy is exhausted, the ghosts will die here alive and become a wine jar here.
That is to say, after entering this tomb, it is determined not to move.
As for Bai Liu, a strange creature, after he came in, he looked at the murals for more than half an hour. No matter how the wine jar moved, he didn't move his feet. Then he chose one of them calmly, and stepped on it slowly.
Moving left and right will touch the wine jar, but moving up and down will not.
And now Bai Liu is moving on a level higher than these wine jars, it is these wine jars that are chasing him, and the more these wine jars run, the more conspicuous those wine jars that are not moving will be.
Bai Liu remembered that when the candle was extinguished when entering the tomb, five ghosts imitating him and five ghosts imitating Mu Sicheng appeared.
Assuming that these ten ghosts all came out of this partial tomb, it can be inferred that there are about ten jars in this tomb that are safe.
Bai Liu glanced at the immovable jars in the tomb, and there were exactly ten jars.
Although it is not possible to rule out the possibility that his deduction is wrong, if one of the ten jars does not like to move, Bai Liu will instantly gg when he steps on it, but Bai Liu feels that he does not seem to care about this risk , always go in the direction of the greatest possibility and the greatest benefit, not because I don't care whether I will die halfway.
Bai Liu felt like he was a consequentialist.
He glanced at the ten jars, and with his eyes the ten jars formed a line, then paused.
These ten jars are connected together to form a character [出], but this character [出] is a little less, and there is no head. The point is in the southeast direction, and the position of that point is constantly "walking" back and forth.
This feels like a mechanism that requires a jar in every place, but there are only ten immovable jars, and there is one less.
Bai Liu raised his brows slightly - is this forcing him to step on a jar with something in it?
As if realizing that Bai Liu had stepped on the jars, these movable jars became more and more restless, deformed human faces constantly appeared on the sealing paper, with their mouths wide open and roaring silently.
The dark wind swept back and forth in the sealed tomb, and a disgusting smell of rotting corpses emerged from the jar.
Bai Liu took another step, and he switched to a new jar.
The moment Bai Liu stepped on the wine jar, the moment he lifted his foot, the other moving wine jars pushed it, and the seal was broken, revealing a twisted corpse curled up in the water.
The corpse was facing upwards, and the face was so rotten that only a pair of eyes remained intact. The eyeballs were misty, as if covered with a layer of gauze. Look outside.
This should be the corpses of those ghosts.
The power of ghosts is multiplied by having corpses. If these ghosts come out of the jar with their corpses...
After fantasizing about that scene, Bai Liu estimated each other's fighting strength, and objectively felt that he would probably die here.
Chased by the wine jars, Bai Liu kept changing the jars, and the seals of the jars were damaged one by one. Bai Liu finally approached the southeast corner of the last missing point of [Out].
The wine jars are like a school of fish smelling bait, and they are almost full of the direction of the last point of 【出】.
Bai Liu calmly stood on the wine jar closest to the point [Out], looked around, looking for a way out.
When he stepped on the wine jar, in case there was no exit and the contents of that wine jar crawled out, when Bai Liu needed to chase the ten jars, he had to pay attention to his position, and he couldn't be in the middle of the chase. Time to knock down other jars.
Bai Liu stared at the shaking wine jars in the southeast corner of the room. He quickly stepped on a jar, then turned and stood on a corner jar, with his back against the two walls.
The jar that the white willow stepped on shook twice, stood still, and then began to tilt slightly and irregularly in one direction, and five pale sticks protruded slowly from the torn red sealing paper. With his fingers, he slowly grasped the edge of the mouth of the jar.
A head was exposed, and its head was bent at 90 degrees and stuck horizontally on the mouth of the altar, as if it was completely disconnected from the body, with a sinister smile on its dead white face, it was pitch black and Wet hair emerged from the mouth of the jar, and its remaining body and limbs were pulled out of the mouth of the jar at a twisted and weird angle.
Standing on the diagonal line, Bai Liu could hear the sound of bones creaking and deforming. He glanced at the four walls and sighed regretfully in his heart.
He seems to have guessed wrong, not what he thought.
At least for now, there is no mechanism in this partial tomb, which means that Bai Liu made a door.
Bai Liu didn't think he had guessed the meaning of [出] wrong, the hint was quite obvious.
But there is no [way out] now, unless it is... there is something missing.
Bai Liu looked up at the ceiling, the jar he was standing on was right under the loose-leaf door, and the loose-leaf door right above him made a rattling sound.
Pale faces poked out from behind the loose-leaf door, and ghosts crawled in from outside the loose-leaf door on all fours.
Bai Liu clicked his tongue and said something fruitful in his heart.
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 come back.
These ghosts who came back were originally going to crawl over to Bai Liu, but not long after they came in, they seemed to smell something, a blood-red hole was split on their chest, and they showed a strange smile, and then quickly walked Stepped on the jar towards those white willows and climbed in.
Afterwards, the ten white willows stretched out their pale arms and soles one after another to pat the vermilion jar, which had been stepped on by the white willows, and their writhing heads made a rattling sound of joints in the jar.
The eyes of the drowned corpse's rotting face stared straight at the white willow standing in the center, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew bigger and bigger.
Bai Liu looked up at the last mural on the ceiling. This last mural is a large painting with a blood-red background and is rather vague. It seems to be a series of things that appeared in the previous paintings. The bride in the coffin jumped out, covered her head and rode on the shoulders of some dark-faced people, Xipa swayed and walked somewhere, and some people with distorted faces crawled on the ground beside the bride. The ghost, Bai Liu looked back, and there were some bamboo racks raised high by the ghosts, and there were many wine jars like the ones under Bai Liu's feet stacked on the bamboo racks. The wine jars seemed to be opened, and Bai Sensen's arms were stretched around the wine jars. Some of the pictures were blurred during the period, and I couldn't see what was drawn clearly. I could see the inscription next to the pictures . Secretary, the person who broke into the village... A line of small characters next to it reads specific matters, set out in the village calendar. The last is the Taoist zombie, holding a peach wood sword in his left hand and pointing to the sky, his right elbow is resting on the floating dust, half of it is a Taoist of compassion and pity for all living beings, and the other half is a zombie with fierce fangs and green fangs. It sits on the altar, and under the altar are countless distorted ghosts. These ghosts twist and roar in the black smoke under the altar, and swollen and drowned faces emerge, arching the gods. Step forward to the entrance of the village. At the entrance of the village, there were countless people standing vaguely. These people were holding swords, axes and chisels, holding oil pans, dragging iron chains, wearing some kind of strange round hats, and wearing short black shoes with cattle and sheep feet. The boots, baring their teeth, are hideous. They are not so much human beings as they are little ghosts who escaped from the 18th hell. From the appearance point of view, these little ghosts are the little ghosts who were taken away by the men of Yinshan Village before. These little ghosts rushed straight into Yinshan Village, and they were meeting the zombie Taoist who came out from the entrance of the village. The zombie Taoist glared and raised his sword to slash. The two "people" and horses seemed to be fighting fiercely at the entrance of the village. Afterwards, the painting became blurred again, and Bai Liu looked towards the end of the mural. The entrance of the village was bleeding like a river, and there were corpses and fragments everywhere, covered with white bones. The remaining Taoist had all turned into zombies, propping up his body with a sword, standing in the middle of the entrance of the village with a sinister face, his hands and feet Black fur protruded, fangs were bared, and the mouth was full of blood. The inscription next to it The descendants of Yinshan Village abandoned the ancestral tombs and built tombs for fuzzy Taoists and ancestors. When Bai Liu finished watching the last mural, there was no place to stay around him, the wine jar was pressed against Bai Liu's calf tightly, and Bai Liu could kick him down with a single movement. The wine jar has a thin mouth and a thick body, and the sealing paper is extremely thin. If it has been left for such a long time, it is estimated that the sealing paper will crack if it is poured on the ground, and the contents of the wine jar will crawl out. It's a secret room again, and these wine jars are tightly besieged again, it seems that there is no way out. Bai Liu calmly held up the candlestick and looked around, then suddenly stepped on a certain wine jar. The wine jars that surrounded him shook a few times, gathered together, and after colliding with each other, these wine jars seemed to feel that the white willow had disappeared from them, so they stood still. Bai Liu also stood still, but after a while, a human face appeared on the sealing paper of the wine jar. The nose on the face of the man on the paper moved, as if he was smelling the smell of Bai Liu, and then the wine jars slowly moved towards the wine jar where Bai Liu was standing. Bai Liu waited until these wine jars got close to the one he was standing on again, then changed to another wine jar and continued to stand. He looked at these wine jars peacefully, and said with a sigh of relief. These wine jars contained the bones of drowned people, that is, the "body" of those ghosts. Those ghosts who ran out were just ghosts and ghosts, and their real corpses were still here. According to the theory of Taoism, after the soul leaves the body, the bones are just bones, and they will not transform into evil. In short, they are safe. As soon as Bai Liu and the others entered the tomb, they encountered many ghosts near the loose-leaf door, which means that many wine jars in this tomb must be "empty", that is, the wine after the ghosts left their bodies. earthen jar. In other words, these wine jars will not move. Bai Liu screened out the wine jars that moved, and chose the ones that didn't move to stand on top of them. Even if the sealing paper of the wine jars was crushed, it would be fine, because it was just a dead body without a soul. The moving wine jars are obviously trapped inside by the red line of the sealing paper. According to the Taoist theory, these things are all Yin objects, and they need the help of the yang energy of a living person to break open the jars and see the light of day again, so they Trying to use Bai Liu, a person in the world, to break the jar or the sealing paper. If ordinary people enter this partial tomb room and want to walk around, those wine jars will be kicked unknowingly in the way of the opponent's walking, and if the jars are toppled over, the contents inside will be destroyed. It came out as expected. And there must be a ghost coming out. In order to avoid this ghost, the people who come in move a lot, and there will be many broken wine jars. After this person's yang energy is exhausted, the ghosts will die here alive and become a wine jar here. That is to say, after entering this tomb, it is determined not to move. As for Bai Liu, a strange creature, after he came in, he looked at the murals for more than half an hour. No matter how the wine jar moved, he didn't move his feet. Then he chose one of them calmly, and stepped on it slowly. Moving left and right will touch the wine jar, but moving up and down will not. And now Bai Liu is moving on a level higher than these wine jars, it is these wine jars that are chasing him, and the more these wine jars run, the more conspicuous those wine jars that are not moving will be. Bai Liu remembered that when the candle was extinguished when entering the tomb, five ghosts imitating him and five ghosts imitating Mu Sicheng appeared. Assuming that these ten ghosts all came out of this partial tomb, it can be inferred that there are about ten jars in this tomb that are safe. Bai Liu glanced at the immovable jars in the tomb, and there were exactly ten jars. Although it is not possible to rule out the possibility that his deduction is wrong, if one of the ten jars does not like to move, Bai Liu will instantly gg when he steps on it, but Bai Liu feels that he does not seem to care about this risk , always go in the direction of the greatest possibility and the greatest benefit, not because I don't care whether I will die halfway. Bai Liu felt like he was a consequentialist. He glanced at the ten jars, and with his eyes the ten jars formed a line, then paused. These ten jars are connected together to form a character , but this character is a little less, and there is no head. The point is in the southeast direction, and the position of that point is constantly "walking" back and forth. This feels like a mechanism that requires a jar in every place, but there are only ten immovable jars, and there is one less. Bai Liu raised his brows slightly - is this forcing him to step on a jar with something in it? As if realizing that Bai Liu had stepped on the jars, these movable jars became more and more restless, deformed human faces constantly appeared on the sealing paper, with their mouths wide open and roaring silently. The dark wind swept back and forth in the sealed tomb, and a disgusting smell of rotting corpses emerged from the jar. Bai Liu took another step, and he switched to a new jar. The moment Bai Liu stepped on the wine jar, the moment he lifted his foot, the other moving wine jars pushed it, and the seal was broken, revealing a twisted corpse curled up in the water. The corpse was facing upwards, and the face was so rotten that only a pair of eyes remained intact. The eyeballs were misty, as if covered with a layer of gauze. Look outside. This should be the corpses of those ghosts. The power of ghosts is multiplied by having corpses. If these ghosts come out of the jar with their corpses... After fantasizing about that scene, Bai Liu estimated each other's fighting strength, and objectively felt that he would probably die here. Chased by the wine jars, Bai Liu kept changing the jars, and the seals of the jars were damaged one by one. Bai Liu finally approached the southeast corner of the last missing point of Out. The wine jars are like a school of fish smelling bait, and they are almost full of the direction of the last point of . Bai Liu calmly stood on the wine jar closest to the point Out, looked around, looking for a way out. When he stepped on the wine jar, in case there was no exit and the contents of that wine jar crawled out, when Bai Liu needed to chase the ten jars, he had to pay attention to his position, and he couldn't be in the middle of the chase. Time to knock down other jars. Bai Liu stared at the shaking wine jars in the southeast corner of the room. He quickly stepped on a jar, then turned and stood on a corner jar, with his back against the two walls. The jar that the white willow stepped on shook twice, stood still, and then began to tilt slightly and irregularly in one direction, and five pale sticks protruded slowly from the torn red sealing paper. With his fingers, he slowly grasped the edge of the mouth of the jar. A head was exposed, and its head was bent at 90 degrees and stuck horizontally on the mouth of the altar, as if it was completely disconnected from the body, with a sinister smile on its dead white face, it was pitch black and Wet hair emerged from the mouth of the jar, and its remaining body and limbs were pulled out of the mouth of the jar at a twisted and weird angle. Standing on the diagonal line, Bai Liu could hear the sound of bones creaking and deforming. He glanced at the four walls and sighed regretfully in his heart. He seems to have guessed wrong, not what he thought. At least for now, there is no mechanism in this partial tomb, which means that Bai Liu made a door. Bai Liu didn't think he had guessed the meaning of wrong, the hint was quite obvious. But there is no way out now, unless it is... there is something missing. Bai Liu looked up at the ceiling, the jar he was standing on was right under the loose-leaf door, and the loose-leaf door right above him made a rattling sound. Pale faces poked out from behind the loose-leaf door, and ghosts crawled in from outside the loose-leaf door on all fours. Bai Liu clicked his tongue and said something fruitful in his heart. 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 come back. These ghosts who came back were originally going to crawl over to Bai Liu, but not long after they came in, they seemed to smell something, a blood-red hole was split on their chest, and they showed a strange smile, and then quickly walked Stepped on the jar towards those white willows and climbed in. Afterwards, the ten white willows stretched out their pale arms and soles one after another to pat the vermilion jar, which had been stepped on by the white willows, and their writhing heads made a rattling sound of joints in the jar. The eyes of the drowned corpse's rotting face stared straight at the white willow standing in the center, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew bigger and bigger.
