Chapter Seventy-Nine: Paper Piercing Man (Ask for Collection, Recommend Votes)
Beauty out of the bath...... Oh no, beauty grooming?
Zhao Yang subconsciously swallowed and spit, but this was not a spit coveted by beauty.
Although Zhao Yang couldn't help but have a picture of a beautiful woman's face in his mind, in this place, it was absolutely impossible for people to exist.
"Brother Zhao, what is in that room...... Is it a woman? ”
Jin Wuming asked in a low voice beside Zhao Yang again, the voice was very small, for fear of disturbing the woman who was dressing up in the room.
Zhao Yang glanced at Jin Wuming: "In this place, how can there be someone, even if there is, it is a female ghost!" ”
"What? Would you like to check it out? Zhao Yang looked at Jin Wuming again and asked.
"No, no, no......" As soon as he said this, Jin Wuming hurriedly shook his head like a rattle and said: "My old Jin admits to being lustful, but it is not so good that this kind of ghost will not let go." ”
"That's it, let the brothers go! Curious people will die, this place is very cloudy, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time! ”
Zhao Yang said again with a serious expression at Jin Wuming.
But at this moment, as soon as Zhao Yang's words fell, the black shadow of the woman who was suddenly reflected on the window paper put down the cinnabar paper in his hand, and then stretched out his arms and squeaked...... With a bang, he pushed open the window in front of him.
Zhao Yang subconsciously took another deep breath, and then widened his pupils, only to see that after the window was pushed open, a head with long black hair slowly poked out, as if looking at Lang Jun waiting for her at the window......
Although it is only half of the side face, Zhao Yang can see it very clearly, she is indeed a very beautiful woman, with long hair and a shawl like a waterfall, about twenty-six or seventy-seven, her skin is as fair as snow, her facial features are three-dimensional when viewed from the side, her eyebrows are like willow leaves, her pink red lips are like cherries, her face is smeared with red rouge, she is wearing a pink caftan on her body, and her skin below the neck is as white as the first snow.
Just this face, just looking at the side, whether it is put in the present or in ancient times, it is definitely the kind that overwhelms the country and the city, and brings disaster to the country and the people.
But Zhao Yang didn't dare to think about it, and even felt a little furious in his heart, everyone saw it, which showed that what he saw in front of him was not a 'supernatural phenomenon'.
Grunt......
Suddenly, Zhao Yang heard a 'grunt' sound from the side again, and the sound of swallowing saliva was obvious.
It's Chen Fuwang, this product is actually looking straight all over! He deserves to be fascinated by the yellow-skinned ghost when he was in the museum!
Zhao Yang was about to remind everyone to leave quickly.
But before the words could be spoken, the woman by the window in the distance suddenly turned her head and looked at Zhao Yang.
This time, Zhao Yang really saw her appearance clearly, her handsome face, the beauty was amazing, Zhao Yang had never seen such a beautiful woman when she was so big, but her eyes were ......
Her eyes were staring directly at Zhao Yang, with a smile raised at the corner of her mouth, eerie, treacherous, and evil, which made Zhao Yang's heart chill in an instant, as if she had fallen into an ice cave in an instant, and her legs trembled inexplicably in place.
"Ghost ...... It's really ......."
At this time, even Chen Fuwang, who dared to 'excite the spirit' on the yellow skin, was so lustful that he was so frightened that he instantly softened when he saw the smile of the woman by the window.
"Don't be afraid, calm down, that's not a female ghost!"
Zhao Yang put away his mind, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes, and hurriedly shouted at everyone.
"Not a female ghost? If it's not a female ghost, is it really a woman? Jin Wuming looked at Zhao Yang even more surprised.
Zhao Yang shook his head: "It's not a female ghost, it's not a woman, it's a paper man, and the sacrificial paper burned for the dead pierces people!" ”
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
As soon as they heard Zhao Yang's words, everyone almost turned over, the woman standing at this window was obviously a 'live' woman, how could it be a paper person?
But only Zhao Yang is sure, and look carefully, this is indeed a paper person, although her facial features and physical appearance are very lively and realistic, and her face is also smeared with a very thick rouge gouache, but if you look carefully at the paper body, you can still see it.
As for why the paper piercing people can move, and they will dress up in the mirror, this kind of evil Zhao Yang has no time to think about and decide, after all, the gold and silver have already been obtained, so there is no need to pay attention to these anymore.
"Don't look at it, hurry up!"
The more Zhao Yang looked at this paper piercing person, the more he felt creepy in his heart, and immediately urged everyone to leave here quickly.
Under Zhao Yang's urging, everyone quickly strode away from the Xunwang Mansion, and gradually drifted away under the gaze of the paper man.
When Zhao Yang led everyone back to the original road, in front of the Ten Thousand Monument Tomb, and then entered through the Jingmen of the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array, and then exited from the Shengmen, that is, the original road was re-walked, and they were able to return to the place where they came down before.
Because all the tombstones in this Ten Thousand Monuments Tomb are exactly the same in height, and the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array is arranged in nine identical teams, then the way back and the way from here must be opposite.
But in order to determine the direction again, so as not to get lost in the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array, Zhao Yang took out the compass from his backpack again, lowered his head and redetermined the direction.
But when Zhao Yang took out the compass and looked down, his brows instantly froze.
"What's wrong, Brother Zhao, is it in the wrong direction?"
Jin Wuming looked at Zhao Yang's expression of shock after taking out the compass, and he hurriedly came up and looked down at the compass in Zhao Yang's hand.
I saw that at this time, the pointer in the middle of the compass in Zhao Yang's hand was like a fan blade driven by an electric small motor, constantly rotating rapidly!
"What's wrong? Broken compass? ”
Jin Wuming was also surprised, and then took out a copper compass from his backpack, and let out a sigh of relief, secretly glad to himself: "Fortunately, I have a heart and an extra compass......
But Jin Wuming's words hadn't fallen yet, when he looked down at the compass that he had taken out of his backpack again, the expression on his face was directly confused, the compass pointer in his hand turned faster than the one in Zhao Yang's hand, so fast that he couldn't even see the pointer, he could only see the black afterimage of the pointer turning!
"Brother Zhao...... This...... This ......"
Zhao Yang rubbed his temples and said, "It's not that our compass is broken, it's that there is a special magnetic field under our feet, and the pointer of the compass is mainly based on magnetic force, so when the compass encounters this kind of environment with a magnetic field, this situation will occur." ”
"Magnetic field?"
Jin Wuming didn't understand what the word Zhao Yang meant, but he could probably hear from the whole sentence that this so-called 'magnetic field' was actually not much different from a broken compass, in short, it couldn't be used!