Professor Zhao shouted, and I followed his gaze in the direction of the footsteps.

Soon, a woman with sleek short hair, black-rimmed glasses, and a short white trench coat walked out from behind the rack. She was still holding a stack in her hand, as if she had just been taken off the shelf. Her expression was calm and calm, as if the blood-stained sword in front of her would not affect her mood at all.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you not to come to school? Zhao Hongjun asked loudly at the black-rimmed glasses woman, and his tone seemed to be a little annoyed.

"My paper is about to be published in April, how is it possible that you let me stay at home at this critical time! Besides, you don't really think there's anything going on in the world, do you? It's just a prank, and you know, some people in the school are upset that the dean spends his research money, it's just a way for the opposition to vent their anger, and you're too nervous. ”

The woman looked up arrogantly, and at the same time glanced nonchalantly towards us. finally set his eyes on Xiao Ai.

"Are these visitors to the school? Or is it a seller of antique weapons? The glasses girl asked while hugging Xiao Ai's side, and said in a provocative tone next to Xiao Ai's ear: "Be cautious when bidding, these old guys are very good at tricking people, be careful of being deceived by them." ”

After speaking, she smiled charmingly at Xiao Ai, and then walked out of the picture room without looking at Zhao Hongjun.

Seeing her go away, I turned around and asked Zhao Hongjun, "She is your student?" ”

"No, she's a professor of history at the school." Zhao Hongjun replied.

"Taught at such a young age?" I wondered.

"Yes, it's because I became a professor at such a young age that I am so arrogant and so unsightly." Zhao Hongjun frowned and said bad things about the woman, which did not match his initial impression of me. But that woman really didn't make me feel good about it just now, especially since her eyes were always on Xiao Ai. Completely used me as a background. This made me even more unhappy.

"She's a bit arrogant indeed." I nodded in agreement, then turned my gaze back to the blood-stained sword on the ground, "By the way, how long has this sword been here?" It felt like a long time and the blood had dried up. ”

"It's been five days, and we've had blood tested, not human, so we haven't called the police, and we're afraid of having a bad impact on the school's reputation. I also privately asked some people in the know to come over and help, but they didn't understand the reason, especially the weapons that were being placed indiscriminately. Zhao Hongjun said as he walked to the long sword lying on the ground, and then touched the sword body with his foot.

The force he used seemed to be no small. But the sword lay on the ground and didn't move, as if something was firmly stuck there.

"It's sticky?" I asked.

"I don't know, no one can figure out what's going on." Zhao Hongjun shook his head and said.

I walked over and crouched down beside the sword and reached out to try to lift it off the ground, but my attempts were unsuccessful, and the sword showed no signs of moving, as if it had merged with the marble floor. I took out the dagger again and put it under the blade of the sword to pry the sword up, but it was still unsuccessful.

There was no Yin Qi left around the sword body, at least my eyes didn't see Yin Qi on the surface, and I didn't feel anything special about this sword.

Because I heard Old Man Qi Zhen say that the little insects that his grandfather met in the copper mountain liked fire, I took a talisman and put it around the sword body, and lit the talisman paper with the word "flowing fire".

The moment the fire started, Zhao Hongjun was obviously shocked. However, he didn't get mad at me lighting a fire in the drawing room, just watched quietly.

The flames burned for only a short moment before they were quickly extinguished, leaving only a layer of paper ash on the ground, but the sword was still stuck to the ground, not moving at all.

"Let me try." Xiao Ai suddenly spoke behind me.

I glanced back at him, then nodded, and got up to get out of the way for Xiao Ai to come over.

Xiao Ai squatted down next to the long sword, he didn't rush to use spells, magic weapons or anything, but squatted there and stared at the long sword very seriously. After watching for about three minutes, he spread his left hand flat and gently stroked the hilt of the sword, while his right hand quickly changed the shape of his fingers in front of the blade.

He first made a four-finger fist with the little finger forward, then changed to the index finger, the middle finger pointed forward, and then changed to a gesture similar to the orchid finger. At the same time, he also muttered in his mouth: "Abilo owes that Mingyeqi ......"

I could only hear the first few pronunciations, and the long jumble of the latter was so fast and so low that I couldn't make out the numbers at all. When he finished reciting the incantation in his mouth, his right hand again changed into a hand shape with his middle finger and index finger together forward, and then quickly pressed towards the tiger's mouth in his left hand, and at the same time shouted in his mouth: "Break! "Zongsi Zongba.

At the same time that Xiao Ai shouted this, a large amount of miasma erupted from under the sword body, accompanied by an unpleasant stench.

I didn't care about Xiao Ai, but quickly came to Zhao Hongjun's side, escorted him to the door, and at the same time I also reminded Zhao Hongjun and Old Man Qi Zhen loudly: "If you have miasma, cover your nose and mouth, and try not to breathe too much." ”

After reminding them, I also poked my head out the door and took a deep breath of the air that had not been polluted by the miasma, then held my breath and turned back to look at Xiao Ai.

At this time, Xiao Ai's left hand had already grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled the long sword off the ground. However, the sword was not completely off the ground, for there was a slimy, batter-like mass clinging to the sword, and several skeletal faces from the batter were struggling desperately outward, and let out a high-pitched wail.

Xiao Ai suddenly raised his left hand high above his head, stretching the batter on the sword to a slender length, and then his right hand reached for his waist, felt a black magic cone from under his clothes, and then quickly cut into the batter.

The batter was cut off in an instant, and all the skeletons that were struggling in the batter flew out in one go, as if their souls were exploding. In an instant, the entire picture room was filled with yin qi, and the temperature of the surrounding air instantly dropped below freezing!

I quickly took out the rune paper and threw it on the ground to prevent the ghosts from coming to me.

However, they didn't seem to have the intention of attacking us, and after a moment of flying around, the ghosts' colors began to become transparent, and the yin qi gradually faded, and after a while, they dissipated, leaving only more foul-smelling blood on the floor of the picture room.

"This ...... What the hell is this ......" Professor Zhao Hongjun stared at the strange scene in the room in surprise, and then stammered and asked me.

I wanted to answer, but unfortunately I couldn't answer at all, so I could only reluctantly look at Xiao Ai standing in the blood, to see what explanation he would make.

"This seems to be a soul mound, formed by the souls of the ancient emperors' burial companions." Xiao Ai replied, and then slapped the clothes on his body, trying to get rid of the dirty blood that had been splashed on his body, but the blood was very stubbornly stuck to his body, and no matter how he tried it, he couldn't get it clean.

The way he straightened my clothes was very disturbing to my train of thought, but I knew in my heart that it wasn't Ai who really annoyed me, but the soul mound.

As long as you are in our business, you must know what Soul Mound is. Just like Xiao Ai said, most of the soul mounds appeared in the tombs of ancient emperors, and the grievances of the mourners will never be dispersed, and the same resentments gather more and more, and finally a collection of resentment is formed, so there is a soul mound.

The soul mound is simply a nightmare for tomb robbers, as long as they encounter this thing, the tomb robbers will have no return.

I don't rob tombs, so I'm not afraid of Soul Tsuka, but I'm more concerned about the more terrifying things hidden behind Soul Tsuka than Soul Tsukasa itself.

The soul mound was created because of the burial, so this dead emperor was a difficult ghost king, and the only source I can think of is that magnet.

In addition, why the soul mound turned into slimy dough is also a question, but since Xiao Ai knows how to crack it, it means that he knows something inside, and I think it may have something to do with the fact that he has been living with the bald old demon.

"Professor Zhao, take us to see that magnet. Xiao Ai, don't worry about the clothes first, tell me what the hell is going on with that soul mound, how did it become that kind of viscose? "I was a little anxious, so I didn't care if this was my home stadium or not, and just called the shots. I'm waiting for you in hell

Zhao Hongjun also seemed to feel that something was wrong, so he didn't raise any objections, and took us out of the drawing room and walked in the direction of the staircase. And in the process of us going out, Xiao Ai also explained the special form of the soul mound.

He said the death assistant had encountered a similar situation when he was "studying" in India, when a construction site dug up a tomb while digging the foundation, and a mummy was stored in the tomb. The death assistant went to the scene and found that the mummy was actually an evil Buddha who ate people and paid tribute.

There is also a soul mound in the tomb of the fierce Buddha, and the soul mound at that time was in this glue state.

At first, the Death Assistant didn't know what was going on with the sticky-like soul mound, but as the incident escalated, he finally figured out what was going on, and the goo was like a caterpillar pupating, and it was the soul mound gathering strength for their master to reincarnate the evil Buddha.

In the end, the death assistant witnessed the reincarnation of the evil Buddha, and at the same time sent the Buddha back to hell with his own hands, and his experience this time was also passed on to Xiao Ai's brain.

According to what Xiao Ai said, it can be inferred that the appearance of a sticky soul mound in the university means that the owner of this tomb is also ready for resurrection like the evil Buddha. We don't know the identity of the owner of the tomb, but the favorable condition is that Xiao Ai is not the first time he has encountered this situation, and he knows how to deal with the subsequent situation.

But this result made me feel a little unhappy, but I didn't expect that it was the doppelganger of the sworn enemy who helped me!

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