Section 08, Breaking the Grave and Nalang
After all, it was a child, and he couldn't stand the excitement, so he dragged the knife in my hand, and very cooperatively opened another knife on the side of the hole that his father had cut in his palm. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info blood swishing outward. I hurriedly dragged him to the grave. While running, he called Ye Yi, who didn't know what to do there: "Ye Yi, Ye Yi, the raw materials are here." β
Ye Yi ran over, dragged Zhang Chengrui, dipped his finger in the blood of the unlucky child, and began to draw the simplest gossip map around the grave. While painting, he said to me, "Yang Guang, do you see the dot I left in front of the tombstone?" Go find a few stones and place them on those spots. β
I sighed, turned around and was about to look for a stone, after thinking about it, I said to Zhang Shaokun, who was squatting on the grave, "I'll take the gun first." β
It doesn't matter if he agrees or not, I'll carry it and leave. In this deep mountain and old forest, I have a gun, and I am more down-to-earth.
Actually, there are really no stones around, but I am lucky, it may be that Zhang Shaokun brought in a lot of stones when he buried his wife, and after the cemetery was built, the rest was found by the other party not far from the forest.
I chose a few fist-sized stones, held them in my arms and retrieved them on the tombstone.
According to the order of the dots that Ye Yi lit with incense ash, he put all the stones on it. Only then did I find out that this is the shape of a small Big Dipper, which is very similar to the Big Dipper Soul Gathering Formation that Mr. Taiyi set up for Senior Sister Wen Yi at the beginning. It's just that the direction of the spoon bucket is exactly the opposite of the sky.
Ye Yi's side was also painted very quickly, and under the moonlight, the poor child's face was not ordinary pale, and the color of his lips became much lighter.
Seeing that I had it all done, Ye Yi threw Zhang Chengrui away and let him sit on the ground. said to me: "Yang Guang, you go, Zhang Shaokun's red rope is unpacked." β
Yes?
I didn't reflect the two for a while, Ye Yi pointed to me, and I realized that it was the red rope on the board that represented Zhang Shaokun.
I hurried over and pulled it around, and I got a whole piece of red and white rope.
Ye Yi lit the last incense candle, wrapped one end of the red rope around it, and smiled at me: "Fortunately, I took precautions and went to give this one to Zhang Shaokun and let him tie it to the incense candle in his hand." Listen to me. β
According to Ye Yi's words, I handed Zhang Shaokun the other end of the red rope, asked him to tie it up, and waited for Ye Yi's password.
Ye Yi has already started to do things, and I still don't understand what he does, but I can feel that Ye Yi seems to be very tired, this business of communicating ghosts and gods is really not done by ordinary people.
Ye Yi held the incense, turned left three times around the grave, and then turned three times, stopped in front of each gossip door, stomped his feet vigorously, put the incense end on his forehead with both hands, and bowed.
In the end, he went back to the seven stars in front of the tombstone, chattering strange words, and finally snorted vigorously with his nose, only to listen to the poof!
The incense candle with the base of the iron nail was firmly pierced into the cement! Good guys, better than cement nail guns. At the moment when Ye Yi stabbed down! The whole tomb went crazy, and the sound of thump and thump continued to explode from the inside, and the grave began to shake rhythmlessly. But the strange thing is that it seems that only the people below can feel it, and Zhang Shaokun, who is holding an incense candle above, has no feeling.
The grave had already stopped spewing out those little green dots of light, and now it began to squeeze out the things outward. With each appearance, the shaking of the grave increased by one point.
Ye Yi shouted: "Pierce hard!" β
Zhang Shaokun immediately raised the incense candle in his hand and shouted, "Ahhh β
Poof!
Boom!
Click! Click! Click!
It was as if a huge egg had been crushed, and countless cracks appeared throughout the grave, and there was a whooshing sound.
Zhang Shaokun rolled down from the grave for the first time, but his eyes were full of horror!
A green glow shot out from the cracked crack, and a terrible scream irritated his heart. In Zhang Shaokun's heart, a strong shock was formed, where is the tomb where her gentle mother rests? It clearly seems to be a desolate beast that has been lurking for a long time, and it is about to break out of the prison. What he had experienced that night had completely shattered his materialistic notions.
Compared to Zhang Shaokun's horror, I seemed much more relaxed, and I noticed that although there were many cracks on the grave, the area of the cracks was limited to the gossip painted by Ye Yi. The green glow, though more than a foot long, was nowhere near the point where I felt threatened. As I could tell from the sachet I was hanging on my chest, it didn't even give me a little warmth at this time.
Ye Yi's right hand broke open his index finger and middle finger into a sword-shape, and his left hand was held on his right hand. Put your hands under your chin and shake them back and forth. There are still words in his mouth, and he is not disturbed by the strange scene outside.
As Ye Yi's hand shook faster and faster, the things in the tomb began to become irritable, but the green light could not break through a foot away, as if something was tightly suppressing it. I rubbed my eyes, as I seemed to see the blood-stained gossip map on the grave, as if it was fluorescent. It's not bright, but it's showing signs of glowing. The more so, the more mysterious. The more you come into contact with Ye Yi, the more mysterious things in this world will be, and the more and more incredible they become.
Ye Yi suddenly shouted: "Yang Guang, throw the cat in!" β
I looked at Ye Yi in astonishment.
Cat? Didn't the black cat just now already ......
Suddenly, I noticed that the black cat was already squatting on the tombstone for some time, its hair blowing up, grinning, as if it were yelling, but I could not hear it at all.
I quickly ran to the black cat, grabbed the black cat and threw it at the grave: you!
Meow !!!!!!!!!!!!!
A miserable meow finally burst out, and the black cat was seen again, plunging into the grave along the wide crack.
At this time, I suddenly had a very fantastical idea, and I thought of a famous ghost story "Butterfly" in ancient times, well, I always thought that ghost stories were better than love stories. That's what I thought of anyway.
Because, the moment the black cat got in, all the green light disappeared. The cracks on it also merged in an instant, leaving only the gaps to prove that they had been cracked. Amen, you're finally together! I feel like I'm thinking a little wicked.
Zhang Shaokun walked to Ye Yi's side, while Ye Yi sat on the ground, sweating profusely, lit a cigarette for himself without any image, and exhaled deeply.