Chapter Seventy-Two: The Baby's Head

The black mist condensed into a large mass in the air, and then the black mist slowly lifted the heads of these babies up like a pair of hands.

The heads of these babies were terrifying, floating in the air one by one, and they became terrifying to the extreme under the dim light.

My limbs unconsciously became cold, and the black dog blood on my head could bring me a little sense of security.

I subconsciously hugged the black dog blood jar in my hand tightly, as long as these things came over, this whole jar of black dog blood was splashed fiercely, whether it was useful or not, it would be like this!

The entire sealed burial chamber, at this moment, I actually felt a cool swishing wind pouring straight into the back of my head, I guess this is the so-called yin qi.

"Giggle......

The mouths that were almost rotten in the heads of the babies opened and closed, and I finally knew where the strange laughter of the babies came from.

After a strange laugh, the black mist held several baby heads and galloped towards me.

The heads were flying in the air, so fast that almost in a flash of my eyes, the heads of these babies appeared in front of me.

I didn't have time to react, I was holding the jar of black dog blood stiffly in my hand, and I didn't have time to do anything, when I saw several ugly faces with small mouths open, biting at my neck.

The black dog blood I smeared on my hands was not only on my head, but also on my neck, but it seemed that the black dog blood I smeared on my body had no effect, and these baby heads were not shy about it.

My mind buzzed, and for a moment, it was like a mess, and at this moment, there was only one thought in my mind, and that was that I was finished!

But it seemed that the moment the baby's heads touched my body, I suddenly felt an extremely itchy sensation in my hands, and immediately after a few moments, several sharp growls appeared in my ears.

Then, in the dim light, I saw a few clouds of black mist bounce out of me.

When I looked down, I saw that the itchy and unbearable place on my hand was the gluttonous lines that came out for whatever reason.

At this time, the gluttonous pattern was slowly wriggling, as if it had come to life, and a trace of red light flashed on the gluttonous pattern.

My eyes suddenly lit up, and the gluttonous pattern is the pattern of the four evils, which is the first of the fierce, and has the effect of deterring evil spirits.

I didn't expect that the texture obtained in the cemetery would have such a function.

This moment of bounce is enough for me to react, quickly unscrew the jar in my hand, and splash it hard.

A whole jar of black dog blood, mixed with a strong smell of blood, ran straight towards these weird things in front of him.

I really don't know what to do with these things, and while the black dog blood smeared on me doesn't work, I don't have any other means of exorcism.

I can only use this method, I hope that the reason why the black dog blood on the body is not effective is that the amount of blood smeared on the body is less, and I hope that such a large jar of dog blood will have an effect.

The black dog blood quickly splashed on the black mist, and at the same time, the black dog blood also stuck to the baby's heads.

"Hiss ......"

It was like red-hot iron soaked in cold water, making a hissing sound, and the black mist quickly melted away, while white smoke emanated from the baby's skulls.

"Ahh.....hh

The babies had their heads wide open, and they let out a terrible wail, with a baby's cry.

Effective!

I was ecstatic, but I breathed a sigh of relief, at this rate of dissolution, it was estimated that it would not be long before the black fog would disappear completely.

According to the current posture, it is obvious that these baby heads flying in the air are driven by these black fog, and once the black fog completely dissipates, it is estimated that these heads will be completely unable to move.

As I expected, in just ten seconds, the black fog completely dissipated, and the heads of babies fell to the ground.

As the blood of the black dog gradually took effect, the movements of the rotting infant skulls gradually stiffened until the heads of the babies were completely incapacitated.

Seeing this scene, my hanging heart officially fell to the ground, at least for the time being, it is safe here.

Squatting on the ground and panting, although I didn't move much, my whole body seemed to be drained, and I couldn't even move a finger.

It took me a long moment before I slowly got to my feet, and now it was time to figure out how to get out of here.

Since there are some such strange jars stored here, there must have been a way out when this burial chamber was built.

Although it was done seamlessly, I couldn't see where there was a mechanism, and I didn't have the two strokes of the hidden dragon to judge the mechanism by tapping and distinguishing the sound, but I still felt that as long as the mechanism was in this stone room, it could be found after all.

This time, I brought enough dry food to eat for 7 days, which is enough time for me.

Regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, I immediately stood up and groped along the walls around me.

The stone walls all looked like they were one, and when touched, there were no mechanisms, and so was the floor, and there was a lot of dust in the corners around them, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

There's nothing strange about everything here, except for a crockpot in the northeast corner.

This crockpot is the same as the one that came out of the baby's head before, but when the other lids were broken open just now, the lid was still in a closed state.

And the lines on this lid are also a little different from those jars before it.

That's not right in the whole room, but I didn't open the jar either, the devil knows what's in it, and it's probably because I opened the first jar.

Just because I didn't have the idea of opening the jar didn't mean I wasn't interested in it, I was trying to pick it up from the ground and test the weight of it to determine what was in it, but the moment my hand touched the pot, my expression became wonderful.

This jar is so heavy that even if I use all my strength, I can't pull it up, as if the jar was originally linked to the ground.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake the jar in the slightest, and my whole face turned a little purple.

"Could it be that this jar is linked to the ground?"

After dragging for a long time, I finally gave up, but then my eyes lit up again, and I said with a deep groan.

If it is really connected to the ground, according to the layout of this burial chamber, it is very likely that this jar is the mechanism for opening the door.