The red paint on the wall began to metamorphose after I fainted a few times, like a red candle burning rapidly, and a pool of candle tears poured down from the top.

The dense grooves also appeared on the originally smooth and translucent wall due to the sudden decrease in the thickness of the red paint on the wall.

I was faintly prostrate on the ground, and I could feel something glowing on the wall in the afterglow.

'What is it?' Could it be a picture or text that can explain the current situation? Looking at the strange sight of the red paint sliding down from the wall and pushing it to the ground, I struggled to brace myself and looked up at the whole wall. Whatever it is, take a look at it, what if it helps you?

The unfamiliar font in front of me outlines the mural without a single gap. Beneath the red paint is a golden wall, full of engraved characters in the font of Buddhism, which is the Great Compassion Mantra! It is the blank space around that is filled with the map of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty with gold dust written on the Great Compassion Mantra!

This is specially used to ward off evil spirits and suppress ghosts!

But why the hell does this thing have such an effect on me!

A stream of hot red paint flowed through my arm like a spirit, and a scorching smell dragged me out of my incomprehensible cry in a matter of seconds.

'It hurts! The burned arm slowly sent a painful signal into his mind. I jerked back, rolled over and sat up, taking a few steps back into the center of the room.

It wasn't until I retreated to the center of the room that I stopped a little at ease.

'Whether the speed of these red paint flows is fast, let's think about how to get out during this time. ’

I gently blew on the scalded wound on my arm, nervously glanced at the patches of red paint in front of me, and then looked at the picture on the wall.

That's right, what I heard in my ears was exactly the same font as the one carved on the wall, which was definitely a great compassion mantra.

The Great Compassion Mantra, also known as the Great Compassion Dharani with a Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes, is the most powerful spell in the Buddhist mantras, and there is no one. Even the enlightened monks did not dare to use this great compassion mantra lightly. For hundreds of years, copying and reciting is just to pass on from generation to generation, not to let the classics be cut off, if this great mercy mantra is used, then the suppression must be a powerful ghost who can wash the world with blood and cover the sky!

But even so, it only needs to be chanted, and there is no need for such a golden pen and a book on the record.

There is also a problem, Buddhist scriptures are generally gold books and gold treasures, and lacquer is generally gold lacquer and gray lacquer. Red, blood-red paint stains are never available.

Isn't this room full of red paint a steady violation of taboos? Red is the color of the ghost, and it is covered with red paint and gold characters, which is like letting the ghost burn day by day under the curse of great compassion, immortal and indestructible.

If one day this kind of suppression breaks through the tower, then won't they have to take revenge for everything they have suffered?!

I was so frightened that I hugged myself tightly with both hands, exerted all my strength, and struggled to stand up, and now I was like being in a thick sea of blood, guarding this leaf boat, quietly waiting for the salvation of God.

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The red paint came off more and more, and I struggled to hold back the chaotic chanting sound in my ears and looked at the pictures of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty on the wall again, and those pictures were getting clearer and clearer.

Becoming clearer...... The clothes of these people, the expressions on their faces, and the main image in the center. This is not the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty! This is...... One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, a whole eight pictures, this is the picture of the champion returning home!

Why does everyone look bald and sunken eyes?

If I say that I have sunken eyes, I have never seen ghosts, but when I first fell into Halloween, I was surrounded by ghosts with my eyes gouged out. But the characters in these eight pictures are different, the bare heads are all engraved with the words of the Great Compassion Mantra, and the eyeballs are gouged out, but they can't change the flattering expressions on the faces of this group of people. They all nodded and stood in the middle of the painting, bowing to the main image in the middle.

It was only the portrait of the leader in the picture in the center facing the window that had the eyes that were unique, and he sat cross-legged on a cushion, smiling as if mocking and looking at me with disdain.

Is this trying to show me something?

I pressed my temple tightly with one free hand, trying to suppress the crushing pain in my brain so that I could clear my mind.

The red paint is almost gone, and these pictures are completely displayed in front of my eyes. These pictures are not of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty, but they were mistaken because of the large number of people.

This is a group of pictures called the champion returning to his hometown, the title of the gold list, the title of the royal court, the worship of Wenqu, the return of the royal horse, the glory of the ancestors, the scattering of wealth and blessings, and the promotion of officials...... And then there is the title of the gold list.

How can there be one of the eight pictures in front of you that is repeated!

I was shocked in disbelief, and I secretly screamed in my heart that it was not good.

"No, there is one more thing when the champion returns to his hometown, where did the candles in the cave house go. Although the idea of male superiority and inferiority of women was particularly strong in ancient times, the candles in the cave room were absolutely indispensable.

You know, as the saying goes, people have three blessings, when they meet their old acquaintances in other places, when they are inscribed on the gold list, and when they spend candles in the cave room. In ancient times, the champion can be described as a major event, and even his wife will be named a lady in the categories of township, county, and county.

After decades of hard work in the cold window, the red candle woman fell white.

It is a matter of course for the champion to return to his hometown and reward his wife. The meaning of the unmarried champion marrying a wife, and the married champion Mrs. Feng is to let the wife be reborn together and be ranked as a high-grade lady in the future.

But why do you have to deliberately remove the picture of the candle in the cave room?

There are only two possibilities, one is that he is unmarried for life or his wife dies early, and the other is that his wife is out of the wall.

In this Zhenzhou, the more there is, the more something happens, so there is definitely something strange about the candle night in this cave room. Moreover, the person who shaped all this hated these pictures so hatefully wrote them in red lacquer and gold letters, which shows that he hated the mind of the champion picture.

I am afraid that the cause of this problem is more likely to be the latter.

Could it be, it was the wife of one of them, Hong Xing, who went out of the wall and was discovered by him when he returned home. He endured the humiliation and killed his wife, and made her body into a human pillar to build this tower.

In order to prevent his wife's soul from asking for her life, he also made this town object with the family ancestors and ancestors as a screen and covered with a great compassion curse.

So how the hell did he kill his wife, would inspire such resentment.

Human Pillar ...... Qiao Xiaoman......

Could it be that this is why Qiao Xiaoman is here?

However, Qiao Xiaoman's resentment is terrifying enough, who else can influence her and make her soul be attracted here?

That's right, according to the analysis of Lu Xuefeng and Luo Fengfeng's words, Qiao Xiaoman's physical death was in the Southern District, so her soul could not escape from the Southern District. However, she will appear in Zhenzhou, one is brought by Li Tong, and the other is that in the process of Li Tong bringing her, a certain force in Zhenzhou attracts her, which can create the accident that her soul is stranded in Yinhu Bridge after Li Tong's death.

Was she really attracted to Champion Lang's wife?

I couldn't help but ask myself again and again, and I always felt that this matter was a little supernatural.

It's not impossible to be attracted, after all, there are such cases in legend.

In ancient times, there was a spirit animal that was tamed by the gods and was called the envoy.

The envoy can be described as a demon among demons, and can summon the same kind of people with his own strength. Such demons usually have the power to devour humans, and it is not uncommon for a goblin who can endure the red gold curse on the walls of this room to have such great power.

Thinking of this, I can't help but smile a little wryly. A Qiao Xiaoman has already let me go into danger several times, if it is more powerful than her, then where can I escape dangerously.

The subtle sound of 'ping-pong' is mixed in the noisy Sanskrit sound. It was the crisp sound of a shoe colliding with something underfoot.

It seems to be ...... The sound of pig iron?

I followed the sound and looked down, and I couldn't help but be overjoyed, but before I noticed that there was something like a movable door with a cast iron handle under my feet.

As if grasping at a life-saving straw, I hurriedly squatted down and timidly grabbed the doorknob made of pig iron. But before I could open the door. A worry came over me again, if I could open it, what would happen down there, and if I couldn't, what would I do next......

And what if something terrible comes out......

My hand gripped the clasp of the doorknob tightly, and I still didn't dare to open it.

The Sanskrit sound in my ears was urging like a fatal urge, as if they were afraid that I would run away and desperately tried to make me powerless to resist.

Drops of sweat spilled over my eyelashes and dripped onto the wooden planks of the movable door, and my instinct told me that I might never be able to open the door again.

Don't miss this opportunity ...... I still have the strength to do so!

I swept away my previous concerns and did not hesitate. But the feeling of powerlessness that spread rapidly in my hands made me not know what to do.

Is it really just decadent?

I gritted my teeth hard, my nails used all my strength to build, and a tremor of overwhelming weight came from the palm of my hand, I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and opened the secret door and jumped down.

The road ahead is now impossible to see, and no matter how much you think about it, it is useless, and leaving this uncomfortable room first is more important than any danger.