Chapter 32: The Ghost Gate
It's time to step over.
The snow in the sky is gone here, replaced by a thick fog.
"Bai Jian, Uncle Ding, are you here?"
There was no voice to answer her, and the silence around her was terrible.
When she panicked, she was afraid, afraid that she would never be able to get out.
Ahead, a house loomed into the sky, and when it was time to rush towards it. When she got closer, she found that the house was a little like a temple, pushed open the door, and was startled by the two statues in front of her, the two statues were nearly ten meters tall, looking down with angry eyebrows, holding weapons in their hands, lifelike, as if they were going to do it to her in the next moment.
Under the statue, there is a table covered with a cloth curtain on which the enshrined fruits and incense burners are placed. Suddenly, a voice sounded in her ears, "Little thing, hide." ”
When did he recognize this as Qin Huai's voice, and his heart burst with joy, "Qin Huai, where are you, can you help me out?" ”
"Shut up and hide!" Qin Huai's tone was a little different from usual, and he seemed to be eager.
"What's wrong?" When to ask, "Where am I?" ”
"If you want to live, listen to me!"
When it's time to shut up and do so. There was no place to hide, except under the table.
Crash...... Crash...... Crash...... After a while, he ducked under the table, and there was a strange sound, as if chains were dragging on the ground. The voice came from all directions, and soon approached where she was.
When I held my breath and concentrated, through the gap between the two curtains, I vaguely saw the scene outside. There are a lot of black shadows floating in mid-air outside, it is said that it is a black shadow, but it is more like a human being, but their feet are suspended in the air, about five centimeters, their ankles are wearing black chains, and their faces are hidden in the dark, and they can't see clearly, so they slowly float in.
"Do you smell it?" I don't know which dark shadow said.
"I smell it." Another dark shadow answered, "It smells of living people here, and it's so fragrant...... One of the shadows hung his head, as if searching for the source of the breath.
The shadow stood in front of the table where he had been hiding, and as soon as he looked down, he could see his face clearly.
It was not a human face, although the facial features were similar to those of humans, but the face was covered with white hair, the eyes were narrowed into a line like a fox, the pupils could not be seen, the whole face was stiff like a strange mask, and, behind him, there was a long tail, which made the back of the back hair.
"It seems like it's here, it's right here." The dark shadow slowly moved its face closer to where it was hiding, and only a thin cloth separated the two of them.
He stretched out his hand, which was also covered with hair, and his nails were sharp and long.
"Is it here?" The monster said.
When I heard this, my heart almost jumped out of my throat, and my hand tightly covered my mouth, afraid that I would make a sound.
She watched as the hand drew closer and closer to him, and was about to lift the curtain in front of her.
However, the moment his fingers touched the curtain, a miserable cry came out of his mouth: "It hurts...... Ah......h
A dark shadow next to him said, "What are you doing touching the sacrifice!" ”
"There's a lot of life in there!" The dark shadow said.
"How is it possible, the living have to become dead when they get here." They stumbled and didn't know what to say, and after a while, they drifted away.
When did he breathe a sigh of relief, slowly crawled out from under the table, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and asked into the air, "Qin Huai, are you still there?" Where am I and how do I get out? ”
"Your soul has been slapped out by the Yin Spirit, and she wants to occupy your body." Shiruma's voice suddenly appeared in his ears, and he almost burst into tears, "Shiruma, where are you, what the hell is going on?" ”
"I'm next to your body, the handsome guy Qin is trying to summon spirits, he said that you should be at the junction of yin and yang now......"
"It's a ghost gate!" Qin Huai said.
The three words of Ghost Gate Pass hovered in the ears of when, and it turned out that the small sign of the gatehouse outside was written with the words "Ghost Gate Pass". For a while, when did her heart seem to sprinkle a five-flavor miscellaneous bottle, why was she so unlucky: "So am I hanging now?" ”
"Not yet, the handsome guy Qin said that if your soul can't come back for a long time, you may really die."
When: "Then you hurry up and recruit me back!" ”
"The handsome guy Qin said it would take time."
When did I hear it, I couldn't help but curse in my heart: Damn, it's still an ancient dragon, you can't do this little thing like conjuring spirits, it's better than the blind man in the east of the town! "Grandma's, why me, why are you all right?"
Bai Jian smiled embarrassedly: "That yin spirit needs a female body, you are good-looking." ”
When was he not convinced: "You look better than me." ”
"But I have a big next to me......"
When to stop talking.
"Little things that don't know whether they are dead or alive, they have to find trouble, now you don't want to go in any further, you hurry up and close out of the ghost door, remember to pick up some incense ash from the incense burner and wipe it on your forehead, the more the better......"
At this point, suddenly there was no sound.
"Qin Huai, Qin Da Xian'er, and then what?"
"Shiruma, can you still hear me?"
No matter how much they shouted, the voices of the two people never sounded again.
Grandma Kim's house, in front of the bed.
Qin Huai was lying in front of the bed a little embarrassed, his forehead was covered with sweat, Bai Jian stood aside, his face was as anxious as possible, and his body was lying on the bed, his breath was weak, and he was motionless.
Just now, Qin Huai found a place to go, and after a few words, his body could no longer support it.
Before that, it took him a lot of effort to make the Yin Soul fly away.
He used secret methods to reforge his flesh with the help of flesh and blood, and once it began, it could not be stopped, so it was time to live until his flesh was reshaped. Thousands of years of captivity have weakened him, and now he is only just recovering, and he has no problem dealing with ordinary ghosts or ghosts, but it will wear down his primordial spirit.
Anyway, he must bring back the soul of the time.