When Qin Lan was almost crying, I said, "This time, I can save you, but you have to promise me one condition." ”

"I promise!" Qin Lan hurriedly said as if swearing.

Due to his excessive emotion, Qin Lan's voice was too loud, and he exhaled yang energy to expose the target.

The middle-aged man next to him with corpse spots on his face stood up violently and approached Qin Lan with a hideous expression.

Qin Lan was so frightened that he even forgot to run away, but just shrank into my arms.

When the middle-aged man approached, I took a sip from my teacup and sprayed all the water on his face.

The middle-aged man is just a yin qi mixed with the remnants of the dead, and he is not even a yin ghost.

The tea was mixed with my saliva, and the moment it was stained, the middle-aged man didn't even have time to scream, and it turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.

The rest of the ghosts just looked at us vigilantly, and did not dare to move.

Qin Lan looked at the man who disappeared out of thin air in astonishment, then looked at me with a calm expression, and stammered, "Professor Li, are you...... Who the hell are you? ”

"In a way, I'm a professor of archaeology. But the more important identity is a feng shui master. ”

Qin Lan suddenly seemed to think of something, and said gratefully, "No wonder today when I saw the corpses all over the ground, Zhao Jinhuan jumped down the south slope as if he was enchanted." ”

"At that time, I was also sluggish for a moment, but as soon as the back of my hand was hot, I woke up, so I had a chance to escape!"

"It was your spell that saved my life!"

I didn't answer, I didn't deny it, I just watched the play quietly.

Grandpa asked me to go down the mountain and save a man surnamed Qin. But I've lost my ability to discern now.

Is this person Qin Yin or Qin Lan, or neither?

Forget it, Le An's destiny, let it be......

Qin Lan saw me in a daze, so he cautiously poked my arm, "Professor Li, when are we leaving?" ”

"There's no hurry. Since you want to know where the bottle came from, just wait. ”

After waiting for more than an hour, I almost fell asleep against the table, the social drama was finally over, and Wu Sheng and a group of Hua Dan also returned to the backstage.

The curtain was lifted, and an old man wearing a satin brocade robe with oily hair and powder face came to the stage, cleared his throat and said, "What I bring to you below is the finale of our troupe - a vase beauty!" ”

Accompanied by a fine beat of gongs and drums, two men carried something covered in red cloth and placed it on the table in the center of the stage.

The red cloth was lifted, and the blue and white porcelain vase was placed on it!

It's just that a woman's head sticks out from the top of the porcelain vase.

The woman was so emaciated that her cheekbones were pressed against her cheekbones, her eyes bulging like frogs, and her cheeks were not bloody, as if she were about to die.

At the moment when the woman appeared, everyone let out a burst of exclamations, and they rushed onto the stage like a swarm to surround the woman in the bottle.

The brocade old man smiled and said, "Everyone get closer, the singing voice of the vase beauty is weaker, you should hold your breath and listen." ”

I squeezed into the "crowd pile" and got up too.

Qin Lan forcibly endured the numbness of his scalp, grabbed the corner of my clothes and followed behind.

A whispering voice emanates from the dry throat of the woman in the bottle. It's not so much singing as humming.

The vague sound can barely be distinguished as coming from a human, but the surrounding spectators are still listening to it with relish driven by the curiosity of the audience.

When I saw the true face of the "vase beauty", my heart pumped.

Originally...... And so it was!

After seeing through the beauty of the vase, I didn't hesitate, and slapped the palm of my hand on the celestial spirit cover of the brocade old man.

Whew-

The brocade old man's body directly dissipated into a gust of yin wind, leaving no trace.

The demons around me bared their teeth and grinned at me, and the martial arts Hua Dan in the background also rushed out, pounced on me with their teeth and claws.

Under the slaughter of the ghosts, I sat cross-legged on the ground, closed my eyes, and silently chanted:

Recite it 10,000 times, there is light in the body, the guards of the Three Realms, and the five emperors serve you.

All gods salute, make thunder, ghosts and demons lose fear, and spirits die!

A golden light dispersed outward from his body, but wherever the golden light was filled, there was a lilac thunderbolt looming.

The guests under the stands are all illusory, but these people in the troupe are real ghosts.

They were bound to this space for a long time, unable to escape, and could only watch as they disappeared in golden light......

When the dust settled, Qin Lan was stunned, standing in place for a long time.

I picked up a drumstick on the ground and smashed it on the vase, and after the sound of glass breaking, a misshapen woman rolled out of it.

Inside the bottle, which is only the size of a head, is the torso of a woman who has been squeezed into the shape of a "bottle".

Taken together, the part below her neck was not as big as a head.

I said, "You're free, and you're going to have a good baby in the next life." ”

Unfortunately, the deformed woman in the bottle did not understand, and just looked at me with stunned and frightened eyes.

I chanted the transcendent scriptures in my mouth, and with a burst of fresh air, the spirit of the deformed woman floated into the air, burrowed into a door, and disappeared completely.

At the same time, the surrounding scenery began to distort, and by the time I came to my senses, I was already standing in the middle of the living room.

Qin Lan asked with a crying voice, "Professor Li, are we back?" ”

"Yes."

"Great! You...... Can you accompany me to the toilet? ”

"Go yourself."

Qin Lanqiao's face was stunned, she didn't expect me to refuse. Then I added, "If you can't even stand this little storm, just hand over the power in your hands to me, and I'll check the rest for you." ”

Qin Lan didn't argue, but held his weak thighs, went to the bathroom to wash the tears on his face, and immediately took out a pen and paper, and wrote something on the desk in the living room.

I stood by curiously and watched and saw that she was making a new annotation to the bottle.

Trick – Girl in a Bottle

Originated in the early Qing Dynasty, according to miscellaneous records, it was a folk opera troupe that stole seven or eight-year-old girls, amputated them and put them in a small vase.

As girls grow older, their bones and internal organs are squeezed and deformed in the bottle, and they are only the size of their heads and adults, so they are called the women in the bottle.

The bottom of the vase has open slots for the disposal of excrement, and the body of the vase is painted with a requiem mantra, presumably to increase the survival rate of the girl.

At present, there are physical objects that confirm its authenticity and can be included in the dossier.

After putting down the pen, Qin Lan let out a sigh of relief and put the documents under the living room case, in a hidden safe.

I only know that this troupe is abusing women, but I don't know that there is such a deep history behind it.

I asked curiously, "Where did you hear these things?" ”

"Whether it is the official history or the miscellaneous history, five years ago, I can remember almost half of it, and the rest is also in our family heirloom database."

"Otherwise, the state will not give me full authority to deal with the task of surveying the emperor's tomb."

I couldn't help but nodded, "It seems that you still have some use." ”