I stretched out my hand and was about to take the compass off my neck, but Long Xuanling waved his hand and said that I would hang it, while he stared at the pointer on the compass.

The needle on the compass spun rapidly, and, as if out of order, pointed behind Long Xuanling for a while, and behind me for a while.

After wandering around for a long time without stopping, Long Xuanling stared at the compass for a while and asked me, "Is this compass your ancestral magic weapon?" ”

"That's right." I nodded immediately.

That is, it is not out of order, so now there is "something" circling around us. Long Xuanling's words made Mingyue hug me tighter.

In her mouth, she asked in a low voice, "What is it, ghost?" ”

"Shh I hurriedly motioned to Mingyue not to say any more.

That thing, since it is hovering around us, must be able to hear our voice.

"Mr. Xuan, what should we do?" Mingyue just lowered her voice and didn't stop talking.

She looked at Long Xuanling expectantly, thinking that Long Xuanling would have a way to find Chai Shao and take us out of here, but Long Xuanling shook his head calmly.

"Mr. Xuan, what do you mean by shaking your head?" Mingyue asked a little nervously.

"They didn't do anything to us, they probably had some other intentions." Long Xuanling looked around and said lightly: "Do you have a wish that has not been fulfilled, or have you a revenge that has not been avenged?" ”

In the dim surroundings, there was suddenly a gust of gloomy wind, and then I saw the ashes of the ingots burned on the ground, and there was actually a "down" word.

What does that mean? Is it telling us there's something wrong with this?

I looked towards the ground, but it was already floored, unless something pried open.

Long Xuanling glanced at the ground, and then carefully looked at the jar placed here.

These altars were black and dark, and Long Xuanling approached with a kerosene lamp, and looked at the altar carefully.

I was amazed to see that there were still paintings carved on the altar.

The paintings are drawn with a very fine brush, and the color is a dark red that is close to black, so you can't see anything at all from a distance.

Now, when the kerosene lamp is approached towards the altar, it can be seen clearly and carefully.

"This, this, what are these people doing?" Mingyue finished asking, and subconsciously covered her mouth.

I looked at the picture on the altar, and it was a picture of a man being pressed and his head cut off, and then, after the head hit the ground, someone picked up the head and pulled out the teeth from the mouth.

Pulling out this tooth should be making a bracelet, right? I subconsciously glanced at Long Xuanling's sleeve.

"Why do these people pull out other people's teeth?" Mingyue covered her mouth and asked Long Xuanling vaguely.

"Do you know about the Tooth Sacrifice?" Long Xuanling suddenly asked.

I had never heard this word before, and looked at Long Xuanling in puzzlement.

"The beheaded person should be a witch Zhu, in the Qin and Han dynasties, there is a "witch Zhu" existence, Wu Zhu is a witch, they are in charge of the rituals, responsible for driving away evil spirits, cleaning, praying for rain, in the Qin and Han dynasties, the status is very high, this tooth sacrifice is the teeth of the witch Zhu, the teeth are as hard as the bones, representing the strong will, is a good omen, but generally after the death of the great witch Zhu, her teeth will be removed, in order to do inheritance. After Long Xuanling finished speaking, he raised his hand and touched the wine jar again.

On this wine altar, the depiction is clear, this woman with a cloak was cut off alive, and then her teeth were pulled out.

According to the status of "Wu Zhu" at that time, this kind of thing could not happen at all.

I looked at the other jars, and the carved patterns were exactly the same as the one in front of us.

"And what about the bones in this jar?" I looked at the paper on the jar again.

The paper on the jar looked a little yellowed, and I was about to reach out and take the paper away to see the bones inside, because I had been talking nonsense that it was full of bones.

Long Xuanling grabbed my wrist and motioned me not to touch it, but the lamp in his hand shone on the yellowed "paper".

Let me see clearly, this is not ordinary paper, there are hair follicles on this "paper", and the hairs on it are still lifelike.

"Ahh It's human skin! Mingyue exclaimed.

Long Xuanling and I immediately looked at Mingyue and motioned for her to stop talking, Mingyue knew that she had lost her temper, and raised her hand to cover her mouth.

Long Xuanling rubbed the edge of the leather bag with the demon whip, and the skin moved slowly, and it was still very soft and smooth, and the mouth of the wine jar was sealed very tightly.

Long Xuanling slowly tore the skin off the wine jar, and then glanced at the wine jar, frowning.

I also poked out my neck and looked into the jar, and by the beam of the kerosene lamp, I saw that there was a bald head in the jar, and there was a ring scar on the head.

He was like a baby, curled up in the jar, motionless.

Long Xuanling said that the original bones in this jar should be the person who was selected for burial, and the one lying in it now is the old monk who went to the temple to invite as Master Sun said.

Long Xuanling stretched out his hand and probed under the monk's nose, and found that the other party had already lost his breath.

"Dead." Long Xuanling said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, Mingyue seemed to think of something, she immediately turned around, and frantically tore open the human skins on the wine jars, looking for Chai Shao.

And when she tore open the ninth human skin, she really found Chai Shao's trace in the jar.

"He's here, Mr. Xuan, An Zhi, he's here!" Mingyue was extremely excited and shouted at us.

Long Xuanling and I walked quickly to the wine jar, and sure enough, we saw Chai Shao curled up in the wine jar like the monk.

However, after Mingyue called us over, she fell silent, and I knew that she didn't dare to reach out to test Chai Shao's snort.

I looked at Chai Shao's pale face and didn't dare to stretch out my hand.

When Mingyue and I were both hesitating, Long Xuanling stretched out his hand and tested Chai Shao's snort.

Then, the frowning brows finally relaxed, and seeing Long Xuanling's reaction, I thought Chai Shao should not be dead yet.

Long Xuanling then put both his hands into the wine jar and pulled Chai Shao out of the wine jar.

"Mr. Xuan, is Chai Shao okay?" Mingyue struggled for a long time before she dared to ask.

"There's still breath, but it's faint already." Long Xuanling said to me, "Give me two soul suppression talismans." ”

"Okay." I immediately drew two soul suppression talismans for Long Xuanling.

As soon as Long Xuanling raised his hand, the soul suppression talisman burned, Long Xuanling caught the talisman ash, pinched Chai Shao's jaw, and stuffed all the talisman ashes into his mouth.

Chai Shao's lips squirmed twice with difficulty, but he didn't open his eyes.

However, I noticed that there was a faint smile on his lips.