At this time, the top of the heads of the two little ladies with silver needles had begun to melt, and the large pieces of hair on the epidermis peeled off together with the melted muscle tissue, and a fiery red and shiny mark appeared on the center of their eyebrows that were poked by Li Shu'er, and the mark was like a charcoal of fire, constantly spreading on the faces of the two little ladies, and soon burned an originally handsome face into potato seeds covered with black bumps. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two little ladies fell to the ground, twisting their bodies in pain, and soon, the muscles of the face towards us were all gone, revealing the skull staring at the black hole, and the rotten and charred muscles and hair that fell to the ground soon turned into black water, and the smell was incomparable.

The two little ladies struggled a few more times, and finally fell to the ground and did not move.

Uncle Li led me and the fat man over, carefully bypassing the black water on the ground, Uncle Li hooked the body of one of the little ladies with his toes, turned the body over, revealing the other side that we couldn't see, we were instantly stunned: the face on the other side turned out to be a girl's pale face, but the girl's eyes had already been torn out by sharp objects, and the scars around the eye sockets were shocking, and what made us even more creepy was that the girl's mouth was sewn up by a silver thread, and its appearance was unbearable.

Seeing this scene, the fat man and I couldn't look over it, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, even Uncle Li couldn't help but exclaim: "Fuck, this is the Tibetan Bon ghost suppression technique, why did it appear here, this is too evil." ”

"Uncle, what is the ghost suppression technique?" I was curious and wanted to know what it meant, and at the same time, I wanted to know more about the origin of the ghost suppression technique, so that I could deal with it in a targeted manner.

"This thing can't be said clearly in a few words, so let's talk about it simply, the so-called ghost suppression technique is a cruel cultivation technique secretly circulated in the local sect Bon in Tibet before Tibetan Buddhism entered Tibet, that is, first an innocent girl who lives to the yin is slowly tortured to death, so that she has resentful thoughts in her heart, and then seals her soul in the body, and uses red Tibetan flowers, snow lotus and secret techniques to keep the body incorruptible, after doing all this, the cultivators of the Bon sect will put the body upside down in the vat, A black dog is tied to the side, so that the ghosts who have sinned a lot in life and fled to the Yin and Yang realms after death for fear of falling into the blood pool hell will take the initiative to enter these corpses as shelter. ”

Speaking of this, Uncle Li couldn't help but close his eyes and exhale a breath, as if he couldn't bear to see the tragic situation of those girls when they died, and after a while, he adjusted his emotions, and then said: "In this way, those ghosts will become more evil by constantly absorbing the resentment in the corpse, and they can be driven by cultivators to do some unsightly things, and these corpses have reached the extreme because of the multiple ghosts and souls trapped in their bodies, and they can freely shuttle between the yin and yang realms, and their abilities are far more powerful than those of the yin, so, Some rich or powerful ghosts in the underworld privately bribed some ghosts to get these corpses for themselves as nominal servants, but behind the scenes, they drove these corpses to go to the yang world to hunt down and kill the enemy, or to take revenge on some people, but this kind of thing is illegal in the underworld, how can there be so many corpses of ghost suppression here, it is really appalling. ”

At this time, the fat man exclaimed again, and Uncle Li and I were startled, looked up, and found a team of women who were exactly the same as the two little ladies who had just been killed by Uncle Li just now, holding floating dust, were walking backwards towards us.

I was so frightened that my heart turned over, and I flashed black smoke billowing out of my right arm, and shouted loudly: "Uncle, you withdraw first, I'll cover." ”

"Filial piety is commendable, one, get out of the back." Uncle Li was so angry with me that he waved his hand so that I and the fat man hid behind him, and then looked intently at the women who were full of evil spirits.

The women were dressed in white, with picturesque eyebrows and long hair at the back of their heads, and a scarred girl's face could be faintly seen inside, with the same eyes gouged out and mouth sewn sewn.

The women stopped about five paces away from us, and hung their heads with a respectful expression, as if they were greeting someone.

In an instant, a bald old man who was less than one meter six tall, about fifty years old, wearing a stand-up collar Tang suit, walked out from behind the shadow wall facing the vermilion gate with goose steps. ”

Uncle Li clasped his fists and returned the salute: "You are not a Central Plains Buddhist, you are the great dampa of the Tibetan Bon religion, right?" ”

"This Taoist friend has eyes like a torch, and he can see through my identity at a glance, which is really admirable, and besides, you also know the immortal ninjutsu I taught, you are really knowledgeable and learned, and you are so good." The old man gave Uncle Li another salute very sincerely.

"Okay, don't make this useless, let's open the skylight and say something, we're here to visit Master Su, and by the way, discuss something, what's the matter, give a report." Uncle Li knew the lama's trick of hiding a knife in his smile, so he simply went straight to show his intentions.

"Hehe, don't work hard, Master Su knows that there are distinguished guests coming, so he specially sent a special person to greet you, please here." The lama, who had a kind eyebrow, bowed down, made a gesture of please, and then led the way in front of us, leading us behind the shadow wall.

"Uncle, will there be fraud in this, it's better to be cautious." I pulled Uncle Li'er's clothes and whispered.

"Don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger, he has a good plan, your uncle and I have a wall ladder, don't be afraid, everything is adaptable, act when the opportunity arises." Uncle Li encouraged me and the fat man, and followed the lama inside.

The fat man and I looked at each other, just at this time the women also raised their heads, and were looking at me and the fat man with gloomy and vicious eyes.

Damn, staying with these evil things feels like falling into a snake's den, cold, bone-chilling.

Bypassing the shadow wall, I saw Uncle Li and the lama walking one after the other, walking slowly, and the fat man and I walked a few steps, caught up with Uncle Li, and walked behind him.

Out of instinct, the fat man and I observed the surrounding environment while walking, but saw that the scale of this lord's mansion was really not small, the layout inside was like a palace, all of them were courtyards with a few entrances and exits, and each courtyard had a gatehouse that was not inferior to the vermilion gate just now, and at the same time, there was also a strange tree on both sides of the courtyard that resembled a willow tree that we had never seen before and was a little like bamboo, and there were yellow gourd-like fruits on it, and faintly revealed a faint light, adding a bit of terrifying ghost to the whole courtyard.

Before we knew it, we had walked through the triple courtyard, and we had also seen some servants in green clothes and small hats shuttling around, but all of those servants were gray and had dull eyes, looking like dead people.

The fat man and I are more and more frightened, it seems that when the layout of this courtyard was originally designed, the designer deliberately created an eerie and terrifying atmosphere, exerting invisible pressure on the psychology of every ghost who enters here, and its scheming can be said to be not poisonous.

But Uncle Li didn't seem to be uncomfortable, on the contrary, his old man seemed to be very useful to this treacherous atmosphere, and he actually hummed a small tune in his mouth.

I listened to the fat man and I for a while, and Uncle Li sang a little strange in the minor key, all of which were "the middle five poles, the four directions, the back side of the nine, the three seven beside the side, the two eight and the four, the vertical and horizontal network, the yang to the yin, the yin to contain the yang ......", I heard that the fat man and I were confused, I didn't know what to do.

After singing to the triple courtyard, Uncle Li's minor key stopped abruptly and stopped without warning, and the fat man and I quickly stopped our steps so as not to bump into Uncle Li.

"Fellow Daoist, this is the meditation hall of Master Su's Qing Xiu, without his old man's decree, we don't dare to set foot in it, so please go in by yourself." The lama pointed to a black-walled and black-tiled house in the middle of the courtyard, smiled at us with great enthusiasm, and introduced it apologetically.

The fat man and I followed the lama's gesture and looked at the dark house, looking up and down, left and right, horizontally and vertically for a long time, no matter how we looked at it, it was a little awkward, and we couldn't say why.

"Don't look at it, this house is built in the style of a coffin with a big end and a small one, and its direction is also the meridian direction of the burial, so you will feel awkward when you look at it." Uncle Li can read minds, and one sentence broke the doubts in the hearts of me and the fat man.

Uncle Li woke up the person in the dream with a word, and the fat man and I took a closer look at the house in front of us, and sure enough, it was like a huge coffin placed horizontally in front of us, looking at a mad man.

Building a house was actually changed to the shape of a coffin, whether it is in the underworld or the yang world, it is a big bad thing, what is the sacredness of this old man, he actually wants to risk the disapproval of the world, hide in a coffin house to practice, and also raise a yard of ghost crushing female corpses as maidservants, if he is not a cult warlock, he must be a madman who ran out of a mental hospital.

However, can a madman control a huge city of prisoners so tightly that tens of thousands of ghosts in the city are shrouded in a haze like white terror all day long, and the roads are silent.

The answer is obviously no, then, there is only one result, that is, this mysterious old man is another cultist who is about to take effect.

"Grass grandma, this year is not good, why the cultists have made a bumper harvest." Uncle Li snorted and scolded stupidly.

"Three, please inside, Master Su has been waiting for you for a long time, and he is not used to waiting for people, so ...... "The lama smiled and motioned for us to slip into the coffin room, which was so cautious when we looked at it.

"If you come, you will be safe, I am an old finch who has died once, I'm afraid of a ball, go, apprentices, we'll be pretty awesome old man when we go in." Uncle Li stared at the lama for a while, then shook his head very casually, and led me and the fat man towards the main entrance of the coffin house.

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