Chapter Thirty-Nine: The sky is in fear, and the earth is in fear

From the moment he entered the village, Hou San's attitude was very abnormal, he was always quiet after entering the village, the more silent he was, the more he probably knew about things. Hou San has not acted, perhaps because the fierce gods in this village have become so powerful that he is helpless. But every time he spoke, he could make everyone present feel desperate. Perhaps, he had already seen through the layout of Tangjiazhuang, so he rarely spoke.

Everyone was silent, in fact, I vaguely guessed that this was a tomb, but I was not sure, but even if I went deep into the crypt, no one wanted to sit still. Gehr shook his battery-swapped flashlight and motioned for the people behind me to keep up, and I just lifted my leg when I tripped over a figure on the ground.

There was a woman lying on her side on the ground. The two hands were hunched on their chests, curled up like shrimps, as if they were dodging something. Her eyes were wide open, looking at a corner in the dark, without the slightest hint, her face was slightly distorted, as if she had seen something in the dark, she seemed to want to say something, but before she could shout, life would stop at this moment forever.

"Lou Yiyi !!" Luo Xiaomin screamed.

I just felt like my mind was blank. Obviously, Lou Yiyi was still pressing on me a few minutes ago, shrinking in the corner like a frightened deer, and in the blink of an eye, it became a corpse at my feet.

"How did she die?" Fu Si's voice trembled violently: "Just now she was talking to us......"

"What the fuck." Gehr cursed, he was angry, but more of a fear.

But now is not the time to cry with corpses, and if we don't get out of here soon, it's only a matter of time before we become corpses.

Walking all the way along the passage, the further you go, the cleaner and smoother the ground becomes, and even the walls on both sides gradually appear with incomplete oil paint murals, but the further you go, the more uneasy you feel in your heart, because this passage seems to have no end to its length......

"You say, why don't that thing just kill us all at once, but come one by one." Gehr, who was at the forefront, suddenly spoke: "In the few hours we have been in the village, it is fully capable of killing us all at once. ”

"Is that thing a game of slaughter?"

"No, it won't." Hou San shook his head: "Ghosts are a combination of yin qi and resentment, they are not perverted killers, if they can kill us all at once, it will definitely do ......it immediately, maybe there is something among us that makes it taboo, so it can only find an opportunity to do it in batches." ”

"What taboo?" Luo Xiaomin asked.

I hesitated for a moment, and finally took out the thing that I had been holding in my pocket: "It should be it that makes that thing avoid, this thing is called Qingyu Lock, and it is here with me." ”

Old Lady Tang brought out four treasures from the ancient tomb, three of which were sealed into the ancient tomb corpse. When the villagers opened the tomb in 85, the twelve-colored jade Ming Fulang was placed on Lin Bu's body. And Qingyu Suo, after several rounds in the black market, was finally placed here by an old ghost surnamed Hu.

"Why didn't you take it out earlier?"

"Because it's useless, you can't stop it if you take it out. This thing is not a gold medal for avoiding death. I inhaled hard, feeling my throat run dry.

"That thing should be a little scruple about the Qingyu lock, it should be a temptation to kill people one by one, from Zhang Sheng, Xiao Shao, to Lou Yiyi, who died next to me just now, no matter how it makes it, the Qingyu lock has not moved, I estimate that this thing will not be able to stop for long, and it will be our turn soon."

“…… The sky is panicking...... Panic ......"

“…… I have a ...... at home Night Crying ......"

"The past...... Gentleman...... Recite ...... three times"

"Sleep...... Sleep until ...... Big daylight ......"

Suddenly someone was singing softly behind us, a voice we had known all too well, but it shouldn't have been at this time, because its owner was dead......

A figure walked slowly from the passage behind us, perhaps because her tongue was stiff after death, and her singing was intermittent, and she couldn't hear it clearly, but she was still singing over and over again, just a dozen meters away from us.

The person who sang was Lou Yiyi.