This white thing carried an endless yin wind, and before it came into contact with it, the cold wind almost froze my hands and feet. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the blink of an eye, the thing came to me, and from the white mass I saw only a pair of black, shiny, gloomy, focused eyes.

I tried to dodge but couldn't move my fingers, and watched as the mass hit my forehead. My head "buzzed" with a bang, as if someone had knocked me head-on, and my whole body was cold to the bone, as if I had lost all my sense.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that I was still in this familiar tomb, and there was still the carved fiber portrait in front of me, everything seemed very normal, but I saw something unusual, there were no Fang Ze and Zhou Qin and others in this scene.

Just when I was surprised, I clearly felt that I raised my hands, but my left hand grasped the middle of a round hole the thickness of a finger, as if holding something invisible, and the thumb of my right hand moved slightly parallel to the four fingers, as if grasping something.

It was that thing that controlled my body! I tried to regain control of my body, but I couldn't do anything but let it do it, "I" leaned forward, carefully groping for the portrait, the corners of my mouth twitched and even a smile appeared on my face, my left hand stopped ten centimeters away from the screen, and my right hand gently swayed in the space above my left hand.

The right hand swung and the left hand flicked with it, as if carving the portrait of the screen, and once the hands moved, "I" leaned forward and gently blew on the portrait under the left hand, as if to blow away the remaining jade shavings. The sword eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes were focused on the bottom of his left hand, for fear that there would be a mistake.

Except for "me" and the screen portrait in front of me, there was darkness all around, and there was not a single sound or light. As "I" operated, I felt more and more awkward, as if I and the screen had become one, and nothing around me could disturb us.

Broken! Am I going to stay here for the rest of my life? The thought came to me when there was a sound of water in the dimly lit space next to me, and the red liquid splashed on my face, and a strong fishy smell penetrated my nostrils. Before I could figure out what was happening, I felt a loud buzzing in my head, and my perception dissipated and returned.

The warm feeling spread throughout my body, the cold that penetrated into my bones quickly withdrew from my body, the touch and perception of my body came again, the pain in my fingers was clearly transmitted throughout my body, and the rich smell of blood on my face made my stomach churn.

When I opened my eyes, there was still the screen of the young Taoist priest in front of me, and unlike just now, I had regained control of my body, and I could hear Li Yan's anxious cry in my ears.

Fang Ze shook my shoulder, pulled me out of my stupor, and looked me up and down: "How do you feel?" ”

I took two deep breaths, calmed down my excitement, and asked Fang Ze what had happened just now.

Seeing that I had returned to normal, the nervous look on Fang Ze's face suddenly relaxed a lot, and he pushed me: "Your kid was controlled by a ghost just now, and he was concentrating on carving a portrait there, if it wasn't for our timely treatment, you might have merged with that screen by now." ”

Zhou Qin also nodded to indicate that what Fang Ze said was true, and said that I should have been controlled by the jade craftsman's soul.

"The soul of the jade craftsman?" I chuckled in my heart, judging from my movements just now, that movement was indeed very similar to that of a jade craftsman who was concentrating on carving.

Fang Ze glanced up and down the screen again, and explained to us that carving a portrait on jade is an extremely laborious work, especially when the delivery time is stipulated, the jade craftsman has to work day and night, often when the work is successful, the jade craftsman will die because of the exhaustion of his hard work, and the ghost of the deceased is attached to the work, making the work vivid.

"The owner of this tomb is not the emperor, nor is it the emperor's nobles, it is impossible to let the craftsman make such a realistic portrait of this painter in advance, I think this screen must have been made for him after the death of the tomb owner." Fang Ze explained.

Fang Ze said that cultivators all have five disadvantages and three shortcomings, because there are too many leaked heavenly opportunities, and they are destined to have no power and no wealth. Therefore, the owner of this tomb is definitely not a royal nobleman.

Hearing Fang Ze's explanation, I nodded, and at the same time I felt very strange in my heart, what did this tomb owner do to make people spend a lot of energy and a big fortune to build a tomb of such specifications for him?

In the blink of an eye, a sentence from Fang Ze came to my mind, not the royal family and nobles! Something suddenly occurred to me.

"Since the owner of the tomb is not a royal nobleman, will there be a side passage in the tomb?" I swallowed and tentatively asked what I was worried about. Zhou Qin originally said that this tomb is a royal tomb, and there will be a side passage in the main tomb to facilitate the transportation of corpses in, will there be a side passage in the tomb of the Taoist priest?

Li Yan and Xiaoxiu only thought of this question after listening to my question, and looked at Fang Ze with the same nervous expressions.

Fang Ze shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Whether there is a side path or not, we have to go and have a look." "Our back road has been cut off by the corpse worm, and even if this is not a royal tomb, we can only go over and see if there is a way to survive in it.

I smiled bitterly, and said in my heart that I could only act according to Fang Ze's method now.

I wiped the black dog blood off my head indiscriminately, and Li Yan took out a band-aid and wrapped the wound on my finger, I was a little strange, since the black dog blood was poured on my head, why did I cut my finger?

Fang Ze's explanation was also very simple, saying that when he saw my ghost upper body, he originally thought that cutting my middle finger would allow the Zhiyang blood to expel the ghost, but he didn't expect that the ghost thing was very strong and could not be driven away with the blood of the middle finger, so he could only use the blood of the black dog.

Seeing that I was back to normal, Fang Ze took us around the screen and continued to walk, Boss Qian still took the first step, groping for the mechanism in the tomb, a few of us followed, the stone walls on both sides were full of black viscous liquid, with the surging yin qi, the tomb road was set off like a black hole that was devoured by people.

Li Yan and Xiaoxiu followed me closely, because of the fear in my heart, my arm was a little painful, in order to relieve the tense and depressing atmosphere, I chatted with these two people.

Xiaoxiu, a girl who originally only knew how to invite ghosts, saw so many terrifying things, she was so frightened that she covered her heart, as if her heart would jump out of her mouth in the next second, and after talking to me for a while, the nervousness relaxed a little.

"Fang Ze, come and take a look!" The Qian boss in front seemed to have discovered something new and greeted Fang Ze.

We walked over quickly, and saw Boss Qian staring intently ahead, surrounded by fog in front of us, so that we could not see the road ahead, and could only hear the crisp sound of "creaking, creaking......".

This sound is so familiar to me, it is the sound of biting bones, is there something eating people in front of me? As soon as this thought flashed, the sound of gnawing bones stopped, and a pair of blood-red eyes flashed three meters in front of him.

I nervously aimed the spear at the front, watching the every move of the thing in front of me vigilantly, Xiaoxiu pulled my arm, and said in a voice full of horror: "Brother Qin, what is on this?" ”

I subconsciously raised my eyes and looked at it, and saw a humanoid object on the top of the tomb, with limbs in an exaggerated posture, stepping on the stone walls on both sides, fixing my body, and staring at me with blood-red eyes.

It let out a roar, the limbs supporting its body relaxed, and its body fell straight down under the effect of gravity, and in the flash of light and shadow, I saw that the sharp fangs in the guy's mouth were aimed at my neck! (To be continued.) )