Ma Ming pondered for a moment and came to the conclusion: "In the final analysis, the problem still appears in Ma Wen, it now regards you as the original Shen family, this woman entered Qingtong Manor, and when she was cursed, she was more or less impressed by it, so she would be like this." ”

While I was talking, it was not enough for Xiao Xiao to be close to me, and he actually stuck to my arms again. With the warm fragrant nephrite in my arms, I saluted subconsciously and politely, and soon thought of the source of the warm nephrite, and immediately went down again.

Ma Ming said: "Isn't it addicted to hugging, don't you let it go?" Let's go. ”

I hurriedly pushed Xiao Xiao away with all my hands and feet, and walked out with a muttering voice. When I walked to the door, I turned my head to look again, the real estate developer took the little star in his arms and hypocritically asked for warmth, but Xiaoxiao didn't look at him, his eyes looked at me directly, and there was a strange fanaticism in his eyes, as if he regarded me as a bait.

Asked what to do next, Ma Ming replied: "I'm afraid I have to go back to the house again, you can also see that the woman's problem has not been solved at all, and the curse mark on my body is still there." Let the things in Qingtong Manor go wild, and sooner or later one day they will harm innocent people. ”

I squinted suspiciously: "You're in it for the money, right?" ”

Ma Mingyi said sternly: "Don't use your villain's heart to spend my gentleman's belly." ”

This time he went to Qingtong Manor again, Ma Ming can be said to be fully armed, he went out for three hours, and when he came back, the fashion things almost broke his backpack. I looked at it with a complicated look and asked him if it was necessary. Ma Ming said: "Last time, it was pediatrics at best, it was the dirty thing playing with you, a hundred-year-old ghost, and a baby spirit." When you see the true horror of that thing, you'll think I'm missing it. ”

I always thought that the baby spirit was born by the female ghost Ma Wen, isn't that the case? Listening to what he meant, it was actually the infant spirit that was more terrifying and difficult to deal with?

Ma Ming glanced at me and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Let's put it this way, let me ask you, which one do you think is more resentful of the woman who died tragically or the baby?" ”

I hesitated and replied, "It's still a woman." ”

"Huh? Why? ”

"The baby has not yet been born, and he doesn't even know the world, so there is no resentment."

"Okay." Ma Ming asked rhetorically: "If this baby was forcibly aborted before he was born, and then he was tragically skinned and made into a chair, how can this situation be solved?" ”

I changed my tune and said, "That's the baby." ”

Ma Ming nodded and concluded: "You have to remember that there are two ghosts in the house now, a female ghost and a small ghost, compared to the female ghost, the more ferocious and difficult to deal with is the small one." And. ”

Saying this, he glanced at me and muttered indistinctly, "Maybe the female ghost also protected you, otherwise we wouldn't have walked out of there so easily unscathed." ”

I didn't hear clearly, so I asked again what Ma Ming was talking about. Ma Ming didn't answer.

Coming to Qingtong Manor by car, I don't know if it's my illusion, I always feel that this place is a little colder and weirder than the last time we arrived, it was late at night, the street lights in front of the manor gate flickered, with a paradox of poor contact, the cold wind swept the leaves and drifted by, and the unspeakable desolation made people feel a little chill in their hearts.

We entered the Qingtong Manor, but this time Ma Ming did not take me through the secret passage of the ancestral hall that had been broken before, but from behind the living cave where we left.

I didn't think that I would take the initiative to find death one day, looking at the hole in front of me and couldn't help but feel complicated, or Ma Ming urged again and again, so I took a deep breath and got in.

When we entered the cave, Ma Ming did not go in first, but took out a piece of parchment-like paper from his backpack. I caught a glimpse of it, my eyelids jumped, and I recognized that it was what he had torn off the chair and had taken with him, and I couldn't help but have a terrifying sense of what it really was. Tentatively asked, Ma Ming simply nodded and admitted: "It's baby skin." ”

I looked at the piece of skin, and I wondered if it was a taste. If you want me to say, this tragedy clearly reflects the evil of human nature in that era. The maid who committed adultery with the young master was lynched and died without anyone caring because she violated the original sin...... It's not about ethics, it's about pure law. In modern times, although Xiao San is hated, no one says that Xiao San must die.

At this moment, I noticed that Ma Ming took out a jar of white ash from his backpack, poured out the white ash inside, and evenly applied it to the baby's skin until a thick layer was applied. I didn't understand what he was doing, and I wanted to ask but was afraid of disturbing him, so I had to watch quietly. After Ma Ming finished painting the white ash, he pinched the two corners of the baby's skin with both hands, lifted it up and shook it twice, and the white ash suddenly fell, and choking dust rose in the air. I coughed twice and asked, "What do you do?" ”

Ma Ming had already flattened the baby's skin, and then I noticed that there were lines on the leather paper that had not been seen before, and when I looked at it as a whole, it seemed to be a map, but it did not match the route I remembered.

Ma Ming looked at me with a puzzled face, paused, maybe he didn't want his rookie assistant to die in a day because he was too ignorant, he also had the intention to cultivate me, so he said, this white ash is the dust collected after the incense burned in the temple, and the incense ash has always had the wonderful effect of making the spirit manifest. The route shown on the skin after the incense ash is the correct route to walk the entire course in the tunnels unharmed.

I glanced at the map and compared it to the route in front of us, there were two roads on the left and right in front of me, but only one road was shown on the baby skin map, what was going on?

Ma Ming said: "Didn't you tell me before that you encountered a ghost hitting the wall before you came out here." The tunnels are where they are born, and the magnetic field of this place can be freely distorted by ghosts to a certain extent. ”

I asked Ma Ming what he meant by distorting the magnetic field and what the consequences would be. Ma Ming said: "As the saying goes, seeing is believing. But in this kind of space controlled by ghosts, where the magnetic field is distorted to a certain extent, seeing is not necessarily believing. It can even obscure your vision and leave you unaware of the dead end. ”

He flicked the incense ash on the vellum again, and said, "It seems that there is a route in front of you, but only the path shown is correct. ”

I was itchy and curious, and I couldn't help but ask again: "What happens if I make a mistake?" ”

Ma Ming glanced at me: "Will die." ”

I was speechless. With Ma Ming's ability, he didn't say that he would hit a ghost, but directly said that he would die. It can be seen that the ferocity of the two ghosts in this mission.

As we spoke, we continued to delve deeper into the tunnel.

I didn't pay attention to the rush when I ran away before, and I went deep into the tunnel again, only to find that there were Rakshasa reliefs carved on both sides of the wall, all of them with angry eyes, solemn expressions, not angry and arrogant, but if you look closely, their expressions are slightly different, although they are all grinning, exaggerated and crazy, but some are furious, some are ecstatic, a little high eyebrows and mean complexion, some eyes are squinting and salivating, obscene and obscene. I took a cursory glance and found that the expressions of the rakshasas could be roughly divided into seven categories, namely the seven primordial sins of the Catholic religion that are seared on the human soul, arrogance, jealousy, anger, laziness, greed, lust, and gluttony.

I roughly counted the number, but Ma Ming said beside me: "Don't count, one hundred and eight Rakshasa reliefs." ”

I was surprised: "You count so fast?" ”

Ma Ming sighed and said, "How else to say that you kid is a stunned young man who doesn't understand anything." Needless to count, this is a kind of feng shui bureau, carving one hundred and eight rakshasas in the dark passages under the foundation, and using them to bind wealth. ”

As he spoke, he took out a fire fold and lit the candle, and I realized that although the Rakshasa only carved the head, the Rakshasa arm was also carved out of the wall, shaping it into a candlestick with the palm up. There was also a stout candle on each rakshasa's palm, but this candle had not been used for a hundred years, and it was covered with dust, and the wax and melted snow were piled up all over the palm of the rakshasa.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I caught what seemed to be something flickering behind me, and when I looked back, I almost scared me to death, a huge Rakshasa relief stood behind me, and at some point it ignited a raging fire, shadowing its deep facial features from the bottom up, reflecting it vividly, as if it was really a hellish Yama standing behind me and whispering. And this relief is very huge, I am one meter seven or eight tall, and the relief is almost as tall as my whole person, at first glance it looks like a giant standing behind me.

I was so frightened that I screamed "ah", and turned around to find Ma Ming, but Ma Ming said helplessly: "Calm down, it's just a relief." ”

"So, what's the matter with the sudden fire behind it?"

Ma Ming said: "You pay attention to the reliefs around you. "I went to see the reliefs around again, at first glance because I felt that the carving was too vivid and scary, I didn't look carefully, this time under careful observation, I found the clues, it turned out that each Rakshasa relief is connected to a two-finger thick groove, when the candle burns, the melted wax oil is poured directly into the groove, along the natural slope of the terrain to the Yama relief, float the candle heart, light the wax pool, the design is exquisite, amazing.

After walking for a short time, Ma Ming suddenly asked me, "Did you hear the sound of clicking?" ”

I shook my head first, and Ma Ming muttered, "Could it be that I remember wrong?" After walking for a while, I also seemed to hear a strange voice, following us like a shadow. The sound was like a rattle played by a baby, and when you shake two tassels, you can beat a rhythmic drum beat.

I shuddered for a moment and said, "Ma Ming, I seem to have heard it too." ”

Every time we stopped, the sound also stopped, and as we walked forward, the sound was mixed with the sound of our footsteps and sounded softly and softly, as if it were nothing, ethereal and eerie, impossible to capture. I couldn't help but look back, and there was nothing but empty hallways behind us.

We walked nearly halfway, and the voice was not far away, and if it was only a little skeptical at first, it can be said that it is 100% confirmed. There was indeed an invisible figure following behind us.

I whispered, "Manager Ma, what should I do now?" ”