These murals are very simple, just a few ritual steps. It tells the story of a pregnant woman who sacrifices herself to the devil, puts her on a stone slab (perhaps a stone bed), pierces the woman from the position of the fetus with a sharp sword, and then stops the bleeding to make sure that she will live longer, pierces it at noon, and then peels off the belly at night, takes out the fetus, and puts it in a silver vessel full of summoning characters.

Even though I was just looking at the murals, I could feel the bloody atmosphere at that time.

The baby in the fresco is still alive in a container, and looking at the follow-up of the mural, the baby is protected by the devil away from heaven and below, and gradually grows up in an intermediate state. However, although the upper body of the baby has grown into an adult and is also covered with a black robe, the lower body is still in the container and cannot move.

Li Zhonglou read out the meaning of the mural according to some text instructions on the wall, "Because the devil only gives half of the trust to human beings, the power that descends on the evil baby is only half, so as to achieve the purpose of checks and balances." ”

“... Brother Li..., would you still look at the text? Jian Jue skipped the text directly, and instead asked Li Zhonglou in surprise how he could understand it.

"It's not French .... This is a Chinese character..."Li Zhonglou was so angry that he slapped Jian Jie, "You are still a college student." When he waved his hand, he was dodged by Jian Jie, and several people couldn't hold back their laughter.

They are also joking to ease the depression in the basement, because the devil statue on each mural is a circle of people staring at the center of the lobby with hollow and deep eyes. No matter where you look, you can see the devil watching you and making gestures of unknown significance.

They saw two more rooms on either side of the lobby.

Because they were all wooden doors and very thin, Li Zhonglou planned to smash the door open. However, Jian Jue just pushed it, and the door opened by itself.

"It's strange, this corridor is not difficult to find, how can it be so well preserved?" The introduction took out the materials and illuminated the paper materials with a flashlight, "You see, it says that this small western-style building was the revolutionary base of the local free-spirited faction during the Cultural Revolution, and all students lived here. They rummaged through and smashed it every day, and the furniture was taken to fight, how could they not find it here? And... Aren't the chairs and benches pushed on it just to block the hallway? That means that later people have discovered this corridor. ”

"I don't know." Li Zhonglou turned on the flashlight to look at the room on one side, which was the office place. It's all tables and chairs, kerosene lamps, and yellowed drawings on the table. Jian Jue looked over and was shocked, these drawings are all hand-drawn medical anatomical diagrams! It's all anatomical drawings of pregnant women, and even drawings of fetal formation. At the level of hand-painting at that time, these kidney organs were delicately painted, even with capillaries.

There are also fake human statues in this room, but all that is broken is half of the body and half of the head. Jian Jue was very anxious, "This..., if this hadn't been touched, it would be fine..." ”

"What are you talking about?"

"I suspect there was a fight here, if there wasn't a secondary destruction at the scene." As he paced around the room, he noticed some broken glass on the wall, and a broken kerosene lamp holder. Jian Jue put on his gloves, and he picked up some to take a look, and there were scattered drawings next to him.

On these drawings, there is a little bit of blood that has been dimmed.

"Not only are there traces of fighting, but there are also people who are injured, and there are few blood stains, so they don't die." Jian Jue first analyzed briefly.

Qin Zitao continued to ask, "What else?" What else do you see? ”

"If you look at the drawings, you can see that Pastor Zhang is still a medical student. Otherwise, he can't understand these anatomical drawings, and the murals outside have Chinese characters, and they are still written in calligraphy, so I guess his assistant is Chinese. This Chinese should also believe this... What kind of devil sect, so Zhang Gospel is relieved to let him take over these. ”

"I'm afraid the pregnant woman ghost upstairs is still the servant in the small western-style building, and after changing her pregnancy, she was dragged down by Zhang Gospel to perform the ritual and sacrifice the fetus." After Jian Du finished speaking, he asked Qin Zitao, "Is it right to say this?" ”

"You're right about anything, I'm okay anyway." Qin Zitao actually guessed that the pregnant woman was killed by Zhang Gospel when he was looking at the mural. "Is the upstairs baby's room really a baby's?"

"She's a servant, can she use a special room when she is pregnant? Unless... The woman was married by Zhang Gospel. "It's not for nothing that Jian decided to think about it.

Li Zhonglou recalled the scene upstairs, "That... Was his ritual a failure? Fortunately, the later masters were able to curb the resentment in the small western-style building, otherwise it would be more difficult for us to subdue the female ghosts. ”

Jian Jue tried to restore the scene, "But who is he arguing with?" Could it be his Chinese assistant? ”

Li Zhonglou smiled on the side, he saw the ashes on the ground, "I'm afraid this is the place where the talisman has been burned, it seems that there are also masters here who have exorcised evil spirits." ”

"In other words, the corridor was found by a later master? He walked down on his own and saw these? Qin Zitao secretly admired, "That master is really benevolent and righteous." ”

"A cultivator." Li Zhonglou expressed his understanding, "It is also their duty to exorcise ghosts and eliminate evil spirits. ”

Jian Jue said again, "Then, that Taoist priest should not be able to understand these foreign things, but he just did his job and burned a few talismans." ”

Qin Zitao pouted dissatisfiedly, "The family who lived in the eighties later also had a big heart, and such a corridor was put away, and it was used as a utility room.... ”

"I don't believe it after all." Jane decided to go to the room on the other side.

Li Zhonglou turned his head to look at Jian Jue, "They don't believe it?" Do you think those two people have also come to see here? ”

"They've seen it?"

"Have you forgotten that in the eighties, the hostess was an accountant, and what kind of profession was the male owner?" Li Zhonglou asked him.

Jian Jue recalled vigorously, "Male host..... Isn't it on the unit? ”

"Tsk...," Li Zhonglou looked outside, "I just forgot, there is still a corpse that has not been found." ”

Jian Du heard Qin Zitao say Li Zhonglou's inference before, "The three incense are not even, the short and long are uneven, there must be corpse qi entangled, and the corpse will not decay for so long, and it will become a zombie." Brother Li, are you sure? ”

"My job." Li Zhonglou replied casually, and Qin Zitao smiled, "I haven't seen Brother Li fight zombies yet." ”

Jian Du patted Li Zhonglou, quite proud, "I still remember Brother Li's heroic appearance of fighting zombies." ”

Hearing Jian Jue and Qin Zitao say this, Li Zhonglou's face sank, "No, I'm not prepared... I didn't bring the ink fountain line either. ”

"Me too, because I didn't expect a zombie at all, I only had an inferior peachwood sword." Jian Jue simply said, "Dead horses should be live horse doctors, it's a big deal, and it's a question of whether you can meet it." ”

They went to look in another room, pushed the door open, and a layer of ash fell, and several people choked and took a few steps back. Three flashlights shone into it, and it turned out to be an ancestral hall, offering a statue of a god, blindfolded with a red cloth, and black dog blood was splashed on the top of the head.

"This should be done by the Chinese, right? blame the local gods and break the law. "Jian Jue has seen this kind of technique, generally speaking, if someone wants to do something bad, he will blindfold the Buddha statues and gods in his house with a red cloth, so that the gods cannot see them. And if you want the gods not to feel it, you splash their heads with black dog blood, breaking the aura of ordinary gods.

There are several tablets enshrined in this ancestral hall, and depending on the name, they are all women, and they are all believers.

"But where is the corpse you said, Brother Li?" Jian Jue felt more and more strange.

"I don't know... But there must be, and the ghosts here have also given hints. Li Zhonglou thought about it carefully, and he said, "Do you want to use magic to investigate?" ”

"No," Qin Zitao stood in front of Li Zhonglou, "I want to see Miss An Yuxuan's psychic." ”

Jian Jue slapped behind Qin Zitao, "It was your little brother who saved you at a critical time, not your little sister!" You stupid! ”

"Save you at a critical time," Qin Zitao pointed at Jian Du's head in turn, "It's also Brother Li!" And your brother Zitao! ”

"Hmph, you're a younger brother." Jane was by no means outdone.

Li Zhonglou didn't care about the bickering between the two, but frowned tightly, thinking about something. After a long time, Li Zhonglou spoke, "Go up, we have to use magic to ask for directions." ”

"Really?"

"If you don't ask about it, the corpse will be left here and there will be endless troubles."

"Listen... Brother Li's! Qin Zitao raised his hands in support.

They went back upstairs, and Li Zhonglou looked outside, it was almost the fifth watch, and there were already a little signs of darkness outside. "At 4:37, Zitao, let's see where the Yin Guishen is." Jian Jue said to Qin Zitao.

"Oh, I'll do the math, sit in the northeast direction." Qin Zitao pinched his fingers and calculated.

"Let's go downstairs in the lobby, let's make a decision, empty the downstairs."

As soon as Li Zhonglou said this, Qin Zitao and Jian Jue hurriedly moved the furniture and dragged the sofa and table to the corner. To make a large space in the middle of the open space, Li Zhonglou meditated in the middle, Jian Jue helped him prepare a small offering table, put incense on the incense burner, and some paper money, put a bowl, and the paper money was burned in the bowl.

Jian decided to use the pattern of Qimen Dunjia to draw the location of the birth and death doors with a brush on the ground, and every once in a while, he used the red thread soaked in glutinous rice water to string a copper coin and placed it in the northeast direction.

Pour another bowl of water, I don't care if it's well water, or put a real bronze coin into it, drop a drop of blood from Li Zhonglou's middle finger into it, put it in the corner of the wall, borrow a little soil, or set up a stick of incense.

Li Zhonglou took the peachwood sword and began to ask for directions.

He took another empty bowl, covered the bowl in front of him, and said to Jian Jie: "I asked you to burn paper money, so you can burn it quickly." ”

"Understood, understood, I still understand this procedure, Qin Zitao, you learn a little!"