Chapter Forty-Eight
I took a few steps to the side, and Huzi kept urging me to hurry up, and I looked back at him and saw that he was staring at me, so I could only pretend to unbutton my pants and squat down as if he was pooping.
Wang Chuyi turned his back and didn't look at me, and instinctively fanned his hand in front of his nose.
I said to them, "You go first, and I'll catch up when I'm done." ”
The tiger stared at each other and said, "Damn, you don't know how dangerous this ancient tomb is, how can we leave you here alone, you hurry up." ”
As soon as I heard that there was no drama, I could only grind and chirp in place and pretend that I was constipated, and then I heard someone calling me behind me, the voice was very small, if it wasn't for the extreme fear now, I wouldn't be able to detect it at all.
I turned my head, wanting to see where this voice came from, but when I turned my head, I found that there was something behind me, only a thick tomb wall, and I was even more frightened at the moment, this was a phantom in front of me, and behind me was a tomb wall that made a sound, and I scolded in my heart, how did I meet this unfortunate thing, I regretted that I was cowardly, I didn't listen to the words of the seventh master, I took a breath, and then I started.
"Are you fucking okay?" Huzi urged impatiently.
"It's coming, it's blocking, that's good." With that, I could only stand up and slowly lift my pants.
At this moment, the inaudible voice sounded again, this time with only one word: "Bang!" ”
I wondered in my heart, I could vaguely hear the sound, but I couldn't find the source of the sound, and I was very frightened, but the sound seemed to grow around my neck, and it kept ringing in my ears, and I was upset when I heard it.
I raised my head and saw that the fake seventh master in front of them had entered the arch, only Huzi was still standing there waving at me, signaling me to hurry over, I said in my heart that Huzi this buddy values righteousness and refuses to leave me alone, but his righteousness is now harming me.
At this moment, the voice in my ear suddenly rang out: "Crash! "I was startled, and I couldn't care so much, thinking that I would die horizontally and vertically, and I would hit it, so I bent down and ran into the tiger.
The tiger's body was above me, and when I saw that I slammed into him, I instinctively dodged to the side, but then I suddenly felt that something was tripped under my feet, and I was unstable, and my head hit the tomb wall, and I only felt a sharp pain in my head, and then I was dizzy, and blood flowed out of the hole in my head.
When I turned over and sat up, I found that everything in front of me had completely changed, the seventh master was sitting opposite me sweating profusely, looking weak, and Wang Chuyi was pulling Huzi who was spinning in a circle on the spot.
I quickly sat up, looked at them warily, and asked, "Are you real or fake?" ”
The Seventh Master gasped and said, "You fucking fell into the charm, this phantom almost brought you into that arch, if I hadn't called you with the ancient method, you would have been a corpse by now." ”
I heard the Seventh Master say this, thanked me repeatedly, and then looked at the tiger that was turning faster and faster not far away, and asked, "Where is the tiger?" What did he do? ”
The seventh master gasped and said, "He is easy to handle, Huzi has a straight temperament, and his vigilance is not so heavy, and he is much easier to deal with than you." As he spoke, the Seventh Master walked up to Huzi and whispered something in his ear, I didn't understand those words, and I didn't know what the dialect was, in short, it sounded very strange.
At this time, I saw that the expression on Huzi's face became very angry, and he rounded his arm and smashed it in front of him, and then he bent his body and hit his head towards the tomb wall, looking at his speed and strength, if no one stopped him, he would definitely crash to death on the wall.
At this moment, the seventh master stretched out his foot and tripped the tiger, the tiger's center of gravity was unstable, and the heavenly spirit cover fell directly on the wall, and after a muffled sound, the tiger rubbed his head and sat up, looked at us and said, "Damn, it's finally out." ”
When I heard him say this, I was stunned, I knew that I had fallen into the phantom It was a reminder from the seventh master, but Huzi was alone at the time, how could he know that he had fallen into the phantom?
So I asked him.
Huzi smiled and said, "Some time ago, in the study of the Seventh Master, I flipped through the ancient books, and I mentioned the phantom. ”
I sighed, and said in my heart that I would have to re-read those ancient books when I went back, because they were all life-saving things.
After a short rest, I turned to look at the place where we had come, the saddle cart was still quietly parked there, and the arch in front of it had not changed at all, and I could not understand why we had all suddenly fallen under the spell, except that it was the Seventh Master who had called us out in some ancient way.
There is such a custom in our hometown, the child has a high fever that does not go away, and it does not work after taking a lot of medicine, and no one wants to watch his child be burned out, so he will invite a woman called the soul to call the soul to the child, thinking that his child is frightened and lost his soul, this kind of charge for the soul woman is not cheap, the expensive one is five or six hundred times, but after the call, the child really has a fever, and I don't know if it is the credit of the soul woman, or the medicine I took before began to work, In short, the child began to recover his health, so over time it became a profession to call the soul woman, and I think the ancient method used by the seventh master should be similar to this.
We rested a little, then continued to walk, and came to the arch again, this time none of us was in the mood to study the word Wuwei again, just to be able to pass safely, I turned on the flashlight and took a picture of the place where the bloody handprint was found just now, and found that the bloody handprint disappeared again, and my heart was chilled, what the hell is this place, so evil?
After passing through the archway, I was about to turn on the flashlight and turn around to look at the carriage again, but I heard the seventh master scolding, "Don't fucking look back!" ”
I hurriedly stopped my figure and asked, "What's wrong, Seventh Master?" ”
The Seventh Master said in a gloomy voice, "This is a kind of mechanism formation in ancient times, which was first transmitted in the Yin Shang period, called the ghost, which will charm people's hearts and make you appear in front of you, which is similar to hallucination, but the difference is that this kind of phantom will appear very real, so that you can't tell whether it is true or false." The Seventh Master coughed, and then said, "Although this kind of mechanism formation is powerful, if you want to implement it, you must have the right conditions at the right time, place and people, and one link will take effect, first let us be in an extremely dim environment, and then we need to focus all our attention on the same place, that is, the word Wuwei!" Then we have to use some kind of sound to guide, that is, the kind of creaking sound we heard before, similar to the sound of people grinding their teeth, and finally to focus our attention on one piece, which is the bloody handprint on the arch! After all these series of traps are triggered, we will enter the illusion of the ghost and the phantom will appear. ”
After listening to this, I nodded again and again, it seems that the mechanism in this ancient tomb is much more powerful than the two devils' suspicious graves, and I need to be careful about everything.
At this moment, the creaking sound sounded again, and the seventh master was suddenly stunned and said, "It's not right! Why is it still ringing? ”
As soon as the seventh master said this, our nerves, which had just slowed down, tensed again, and we stared at the direction where the voice came from.