On the other hand, there are loopholes in the policy that can be exploited, so the mass graves in many places have been retained, and even some people who pay attention to entering the ground for safety will still carry their family members to the mass graves in the middle of the night to bury them.

Of course, the name of the mass grave does not sound good, so in order to prevent their family members from becoming lonely ghosts in the mass grave, they will try all kinds of ways to decorate their family members' graves.

This includes asking the fortune teller to calculate the time of burial according to the eight characters of the birthday, asking the feng shui master to calculate the direction of the burial, and then asking the Taoist priest to bless his own family or something.

It's a pity that this is useless.

As for why I would know, simple, this kind of thing, I will know it by searching on the Internet.

When I saw this area in the car, the landmark displayed on the map was a certain cemetery, but when I used the map software to navigate the past, I couldn't guide it, so I went to the web page to index the content with the keywords of this cemetery, and I got these messages.

And, of course, add some of my guesses and inferences.

And when I stood on this desolate land, I was even more sure of my guess.

Quite simply, based on the above speculation, this place is not a Tibetan wind gathering.

But the terrain of this desolate land is not so flat, but undulating, at least in the moonlight, as I saw.

It is precisely because of such topographical conditions that the gate of the bamboo forest in front of the stage, although the terrain of the mass grave is flat, but because of the heavy yin qi, the nearby area is relatively depressed, so that the gate of the bamboo forest is also truncated.

This makes the bamboo forest a place where the Tibetan wind gathers qi, and no matter what air flows here, it will be completely preserved, and no one can get out.

When I told Wang Zhengqing about these inferences, he looked shocked and asked me, "That's why you asked to come here?" ”

I nodded, and he asked again, "You're just making a judgment on the map on your phone, and you're not completely sure before you're here?" ”

I had to nod my head again, as irresponsible as it sounded, but it was, I really wasn't sure before I was here, I had to stand here and see for myself, after all, the satellite map was too blurry, and I don't know how long it had been since it had been updated.

"Okay, you're still bold, let's go."

After speaking, he directly climbed over the railing of the highway, but seemed to remember something, and came to me and said: "Zhang Yao, I haven't fully recovered, if anything happens, I estimate that I only have three successful husbands, so if you have any means to save your life, today is not just as simple as saving your life, do you understand what I mean?" ”

Of course, I understood what Wang Zhengqing's words meant, and immediately nodded.

I brought a compass, but in this desolate place, the display of the compass is still very normal, and there is nothing wrong with the magnetic field.

Similarly, I also checked today's old yellow calendar, today is not a cloudy day, but there is a cloudy time, but it has passed.

So if we find the altar today, it won't be in danger, right?

I can't be sure, so I can only modify it with 'should'.

It's late autumn, so it's still a little cold at this point in the evening, and when we walked through the desolate place, Wang Zhengqing and I wrapped our clothes tightly, this kind of cold is not the ordinary cold and warm, but the biting cold.

In this way, it made me decide that there was something wrong with the bamboo forest in front of me.

The biggest problem with the altar of Heavenly Power is that the soul of the human being is used as a sacrifice, and the blood is used as paint to carve runes, so the yin qi is extremely heavy.

And the same substance will resonate, so the yin energy of the mass grave not far from the bamboo forest will be attracted by the altar.

In the end, the two resonate, and the yin energy is flourishing.

Yin Qi is a very vague statement, which cannot be seen or touched, and can only be felt.

How do you feel it? It's the biting cold in front of you, the ordinary cold can be blocked with clothes, but this kind of yin qi can't be stopped.

Why, because the human senses are significantly weaker than every pore on the surface of our skin, and the pores are coherent, for example, if I have goosebumps on my arms, it may soon be on my neck, and my upper body will also have a layer.

This can be regarded as seeing the problem of yin qi from a modern perspective, my grandfather taught me that anything can only stand up if it is explained from the perspective of our ancestors and modern science, otherwise it is nonsense.

I also questioned it, but which questions I raised, my grandfather refuted nothing.

When I was like these things, I was relatively silent along the way, Wang Zhengqing thought that I was not optimistic about the bamboo forest in front of me, and the closer I got to it, the colder it became, so cold that we didn't want to talk at all, and I felt that even talking at this time would waste our physical strength out of thin air.

Finally, the bamboo forest is getting closer and closer to us, and we can look up and see the bamboo forest close at hand.

But... It's so cold, and we can't stand the cold.

"It's... It's an anomaly, right? Wang Zhengqing stopped, ready to take a breath, rest and then move forward, his physical strength has not fully recovered, at this time our physical strength is not only limited to walking, but also used to resist the cold.

So he was a little embarrassed, but I couldn't help him, but I suddenly realized that if it was getting colder and colder at the beginning, and it was so cold that we couldn't move on, then why didn't we stop?

We just walked forward with our heads stuffed, why did we look like we had been lowered by something?

I quickly turned around, and there was still that desolate place behind me, and I could see that there was still an occasional car passing by on the road, but it was too far away, and the car's high beam could only see a dot.

Although I can't hear the sound of cars on the highway with my ears pricked up, the wind is not far away, and the sound of the bamboo forest is very clear.

"The location is too small for local climate monitoring to detect."

I said, and then took off my coat and handed it to Wang Zhengqing: "You put it on, I'm sweating all over." ”

"You're not..."

"Put it on, let's talk to whom, don't talk so much."

Hearing me say this, Wang Zhengqing nodded, took my coat and put it on.

My physique is a little bigger than his, so he still wears loose clothes, so he wraps them again, but even so, it doesn't make him feel better, after all, I said that yin energy can't be stopped, just like nuclear radiation, it will slowly erode.

And after I took off my coat, I felt colder psychologically, which was actually the same.

This kind of cold is just psychologically torturing a person, cold? It is impossible to catch a cold, and Yin Qi is not yet able to achieve the effect of physical attack.

Thinking of this, I simply opened my arms and strode forward.

Wang Zhengqing tried his best to keep up with my pace, but fortunately, there were no accidents along the way, and we successfully arrived at the bamboo forest.

The wind rises, and the bamboo leaves rub.

At this time, the moonlight shines into the bamboo forest, like shining into a black hole, only entering and not leaving.

We didn't see any reflections, the bamboo forest was black and real, as if it could swallow everything.

The two of us looked at each other and decided to go inside.

It's already here, how can I admit defeat at this juncture, thinking of this, I walked in without hesitation.

None of us brought flashlights, but fortunately, the flashlight on the phone was okay, but I didn't go back for a day, and my phone was almost out of battery, so as for how long it lasted, it was up to fate.

Entering the bamboo forest, the biting cold became more and more obvious, in fact, at this time I could sacrifice a fire talisman to illuminate the entire bamboo forest, but there was no need to do that, I haven't shown my feet yet, if I don't need to make a move, I just want to try to restrain myself from making a move.

It's just like I said before, the darkness in this bamboo forest, like a black hole, swallows everything.

The same is true of the light emitted by the flashlight of the mobile phone, I remember that the darker the place, the stronger the effect of the flashlight should be, at least in my impression, the flash of the mobile phone can still illuminate a large area, but at this time, it can only illuminate a small area under my feet, and even Wang Zhengqing can't see it very clearly.

But it's better than reaching out and not seeing your fingers.

Slowly, we smelled a smell of blood, and as the smell of blood became heavier, the biting chill slowly disappeared.

"Be careful, we're inside the altar."

I reminded Wang Zhengqing that the disappearance of the bitter cold represents the disappearance of the yin qi, and there is a concept that I did not make clear before, that is, the yin qi for the altar, only plays a protective role, and the altar itself cannot be eroded by the yin qi, otherwise it will cause irreparable serious consequences to the sacrifice process.

So here, the smell of blood suppresses the yin qi, so that the yin qi cannot be approached.

Wang Zhengqing nodded, extra cautious.

In fact, to some extent, no matter how cautious we are, it is useless, if there is an ambush, we simply have no time to react.

The process of approaching the truth is always cruel, we continue to move forward, we don't think about what is in front of us, we don't think about what is under our feet, in short, we just move forward with our heads stuffy, and any thoughts are superfluous at this time.

The truth is at hand, the seventh altar.

As I said earlier, the process of getting closer to the truth is always cruel, but I never thought it would be so cruel.

Within the reach of the flashlight of the mobile phone, stumps and broken arms can be seen everywhere.

A rancid smell forcibly suppressed the smell of blood, and we had seen the appearance of the six altars in front of us in the documents before, so when we saw these stumps and broken arms on the road, we still held back, after all, we had never seen anything in the world, so we would not be frightened by such a scene.

But when the road peaks under our feet turned around, a huge altar stood in front of us.

"This ......"

What shocked us, and even made us sick, was the scene on the altar.

This time the altar is extraordinarily large, and the stone statue of the Abomination Bodhisattva on it is also surprisingly large, which is nothing compared to this, but five crosses in front of the stone statue, each of which is nailed to a ...... Person.

"Live... ...... Living Sacrifice