Chapter 802 Sitting Old Dao

"Dao Chief, Ye Xiang, do you see if there is anything near us that can suppress ghosts?"

Izumi was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"

Ye Xiang closed his eyes: "One step away, there are ghosts!"

The dust is a ghost, but he is not very afraid. Holding the horse lantern high and carefully inspecting the surroundings, he finally said to Ye Xiang: "The ancestor is indeed a soul-locking formation. ”

Ye Xiang asked again: "Can I pass, can you?"

Out of the dust immediately took out a yellow talisman from his arms, and slapped his eyebrows with a "snap": "Yes." ”

Then he looked at Wuxin, and when Wuxin saw this, he said, "I'm fine!"

Unconsciously, Ye Xiang became the leader. Walking ahead with his eyes closed, he could feel the ghosts around him like air currents, tumbling and rolling dark tides, clearly trying to impact the living people from outside. I have no soul, and I am not afraid of my body being taken away, and I am out of the dust with a yellow talisman to protect my eyebrows, and I must be safe. Slowing down and waiting for the dust to catch up, Ye Xiang suddenly remembered something: "Dao Chief, since the formation is soul-locking, if you let a living person with heavy yang qi enter, what will be the consequences?"

Izuku thought about it again and again, and finally blew the yellow talisman hanging in front of him and said, "I'm not good at arranging formations. ”

Then the three of them turned their heads together, and they looked at each other again, once the formation was broken, it was not a joke!

As if they had a heart, the three of them sped up together, running and jumping forward. Running to the end in one breath, there was a left turn in front of him, Ye wanted to know that the dust was all illuminated by the horse lamp, and he was not as sensitive as himself, so he grabbed his wrist and turned sharply to the left, and the road in front of him was no longer a long road, but a square stone room. Before the dust could react, Ye Xiang saw it clearly first - there were a few paper talismans pasted on the stone wall at the entrance, and the stone room was stacked on the ground, full of corpses!

The situation has been completely clear, if the master of the dust wants to realize Yue Qiluo's skills on his own, he must not just talk on paper, I don't know how many people he killed in the cave, because he needs a soul, he needs a body, Yue Qiluo even committed suicide in the first life, since the master of the dust can't extricate himself, I'm afraid the end is unimaginable, the corpse and the soul are separated by the formation, there must be a reason in it.

Ye Xiang didn't dare to stay, dragged out of the dust and continued to run, unintentionally following closely behind Ye Xiang.

As soon as the dust saw the reality, he involuntarily raised his legs and stepped on the corpse, the corpse is similar to the child corpse in the corridor outside, it is the image of the pre-Qing era, both men and women, but they are all lying on their stomachs, so they can't see the face, when people die at the beginning, the body will gradually become cold and hard, but after a day and a night, it will slowly regain its softness. Out of the dust step down one foot after another, always feel like I'm going to sink. Helpless, he had no choice but to raise his legs and stride out, bumping out.

Ye Xiang's hand was like an iron tong, clutching his wrist fiercely. The three of them swept over the pile of corpses like a gust of wind, and finally Ye wanted to jump down at the exit at the other end of the stone room, tripped over a corpse with his left foot, and just kicked the corpse over. Out of the dust looked down by the firelight, and his heart was a cold again, it was a female corpse, her eyes and nose were turned down by sharp blades, and three bright red holes were left on her white face, the worse she died, the heavier her resentment, the more fierce the ghost, and the torture and killing inflicted on the female corpse probably came from this.

The stone room was square, and after going out, it hit a wall, and it turned out that it had to turn left. Ye Xiang saw that the road ahead was another road, so he couldn't take care of it, and continued to run wildly with the dust.

The three of them turned three more corners in succession, and the road was safe, and finally they were cornered, and two iron gates were erected in front of them.

The iron door was closed tightly, just like the courtyard door of ordinary people's houses, and the dust man stepped forward, carrying the lamp up and down, and finally he didn't even find a doorknob. Turning to face Ye Xianghe Wuxin, he frowned two long eyebrows and sighed: "The mind of the ancestor is really unpredictable. ”

Ye Xiang also made a difficulty, the corridor was spacious enough, and the iron gate stood up to the sky, and there was no space for climbing up and down. There are no handles, and there are no keyholes, so people can't pry them, so the yellow charm that came out of the dust and picked the eyebrows was stuffed into his sleeve, and Ye Xiang walked back and forth in front of the door. Just when there was nothing to be done, Ye Xiang suddenly stopped in front of a door, raised his head with his hands behind his back, he suddenly kicked out, only to hear a sonorous sound, and the door was actually opened half an inch inward.

Izumi was dumbfounded, it turned out that the iron gate was really just two iron doors, and there was no mystery in it. And Ye Xiang nodded after standing firmly: "Your master's mind is really unpredictable." ”

The three of them immediately started together, desperately pushing an iron door, although the iron door also has a door shaft, but the door panel is heavy, and the stone wall is rubbed up and down, so it is very inflexible.

When the crack in the door allowed one person to enter and exit sideways, the three of them rushed in. After entering, Ye Xiang's eyes lit up and he found a new world.

It turned out that there was a stone room in front of him, the four walls were flat, it was very house-like, and there was a sudden fire on both sides of the door, and it was out of the dust that found the protruding oil lamp bracket on the stone wall, and there was still half a bowl of oil in the lamp.

With the oil lamp lighting, Ye Xiang's vision is clearer. The scene in front of him resembles a dusty reception room, with a wooden Arhat bed in the center, and an old man with a white beard sits cross-legged on the bed. Lao Dao was dressed in a black robe, and he was in a meditative position, but his head was so crooked that he was almost about to fall on one shoulder.

Out of the dust bent down slightly, and tiptoed forward to take a closer look at the old man's face.

Ye Xiang and Wuxin also followed, and Wuxin asked softly, "Is it your master?"

Izuchenzi turned his head with his mouth open and nodded tremblingly: "Yes." ”

Then he raised his hand and lifted the old man's long hair, and saw a knife wound on the other party's neck, not only cutting off the tendons and veins, but even the neck bone was almost broken, the blood had already flowed out, and the white stubble turned out, which was thrilling to look at.

Izuku lowered his head and let out a sigh of relief, his raised hand falling down, and at the same time he realized that the reason why Master's robe looked black was because it was soaked in blood.

The Si people have passed away, and they have passed for decades, causing the dust to be sad but not sad, and they can't do the appearance of crying and grabbing the earth. Ye Xianghe and Wuxin moved their eyes to both sides of the Luohan bed, which were the same as ordinary living rooms, with tables, chairs, cabinets, and bookshelves. Ye Xiang walked to the bookshelf and found that there was no dust on the shelf, and the books were neatly arranged. One by one, he pulled out the covers and looked at them, and he began to look for the secrets.

He acted, and he was not idle out of the dust, reaching out to touch the futon on the arhat's bed, and lifted the hem of the master's robe to look inside. Suddenly, with an "ah", he pulled out a thin booklet under the futon in the corner of the bed, and said, "Found it!"