Xu Dazhi originally wanted to communicate softly with Bai Shuang, but Bai Shuang's current situation is very bad. Don't talk about talking, it's good to be able to barely control yourself and not fall. It seems that this place really can't stay for a long time, so after saying what you want, let's withdraw immediately.

The two followed the woman inside, and as soon as they took a step, they felt that something was wrong under their feet. When I entered the house, I took off my shoes and wore slippers in the outer hall. But to enter this room, the woman told them to take off their slippers and now wear socks. When he stepped down, he felt that he had stepped on something, and when he looked down, Xu Dazhi's face turned white.

The room was very dimly lit, and when I first entered the door, I felt that there was a black carpet on the floor. At this time, when I looked closely, I realized that the entire ground was actually covered with a thick layer of incense ash. After stepping on it, there was a footprint immediately. And the incense ash here is very strange, black on the top and white on the bottom, and the white layer below is not known to be anything, all of which are stuck to the socks, not to mention this greasy and crooked.

Xu Dazhi's face became more and more unsightly, and he couldn't help but say, "Fake." ”

The woman was completely barefoot, and her white and tender little feet stepped on the black fragrant ash, and the color was even more distinct. She looked back and said expressionlessly, "The effect of the incense ash is to sense that the gods are not coming. ”

"What do you mean?" Xu Dazhi asked.

The woman walked straight to the shrine and lifted a lantern. Xu Dazhi is also well-informed, and he has never seen such a long-lasting light. It is very long, about half a meter, and the whole body is crystal white, and the surface is very smooth, like glassware. Below is the base, and above is the lamp bowl, which is filled with half a bowl of oil, and the wick that sticks out is slowly burning. Don't look at the flames, but the brightness is not inferior to the high-wattage flashlight.

The woman approached the two with a lantern, then leaned down slightly and shone the light on the ground. Only then did Xu Dazhi and Bai Shuang see clearly that there were many footprints on the incense ash on the ground of the entire room.

Xu Dazhi wondered, could it be that many people have visited here? But when I looked closely, I felt that something was wrong.

Some of these footprints are large and small, and the largest ones can be half a meter, and only three toes are clearly visible on them, which are obviously not human. The small one is a little lighter, half an inch smaller than a cat's paw. There are all kinds of footprints, there are several toes, and they are everywhere, densely packed, and I don't know how many.

Bai Shuang was already uncomfortable, but when she saw this strange scene, she suddenly held her knees and kept retching.

Xu Dazhi hurriedly said: "He is not in good health, I will send him out first." ”

The woman looked coldly: "You don't want the manuscript anymore?" ”

Bai Shuang held Xu Dazhi's hand, stopped vomiting for a while, wiped his mouth, and smiled reluctantly: "It's okay, I'm fine, where is the manuscript?" ”

The woman didn't speak, and put the lantern back on the shrine.

Xu Dazhi whispered to Bai Shuang: "You go out first, I'll deal with it here." ”

Bai Shuang really couldn't hold on, nodded slightly, and turned around to leave. At this moment, a crunchy man's voice came from somewhere: "Don't let him go." ”

Only then did the two of them notice that there was someone in the corner. Is it that half face? Xu Dazhi was suspicious, and looked around through the light, but no one saw it. Where is this kid hiding?

The woman walked straight to the thick curtain and slowly pulled a slit open. As soon as the gap opened, I realized what was going on. There was a small balcony hidden behind the curtain, and the balcony door was closed tightly, and through the glass window above, a man could be seen squatting on the balcony.

The man wore a crimson long-sleeved robe, the whole dress was unbuttoned and unfurled, and it was tied with a belt around the waist, which was very feminine. He was already very handsome, with a face like Fu Fan, and at this time, wearing this woman's robe, he looked more like a woman. If it weren't for the man's voice just now, I really thought it was a woman.

The most bizarre thing is that the man's face is painted horizontally and vertically with red paint, and he looks like an Indian, and he doesn't know what his intentions are.

The atmosphere here became more and more treacherous, and Xu Dazhi's uneasy mood was even stronger. He suddenly had an idea, this family can't believe in something evil, right? I can't say for sure, but if that's the case, it's going to be troublesome.

Xu Dazhi asked Bai Shuang to go out quickly, Bai Shuang came to the door lightly, twisted the doorknob gently, and didn't open it for a while.

Xu Dazhi also tried, but it really didn't open, fuck me, it's locked?

Hey, I got a stubble today. Xu Dazhi assessed the force value, he still has combat effectiveness, plus the plague chicken and Baishuang, he can fight with the man and woman in the house. If you really want to do it, you won't suffer.

At this moment, the woman entered the balcony and was talking to the man inside. Xu Dazhi thought to himself, I want to see what kind of demon you guys are messing with. He strode inside, and as he walked to the shrine, he was suddenly caught by something.

This shrine is in the shape of a staircase and has three floors, one higher than the first. At the top, there is something enshrined, which is enshrined in a translucent jar-like container, so you can't see it clearly. On the middle floor, there is an incense burner, and incense is burning inside, and thin white smoke comes out of the cracks. Right next to this incense burner, there is a stack of old books with strange styles.

The book threads pieces of brown paper with a thread. The thread is delicately threaded, interspersed back and forth along the edges of the paper, forming several butterfly-like patterns. On the top cover, from right to left, two words are written with a brush: Hades.

Xu Dazhi's heart moved, and the manuscript they were looking for here was "The Hades" written by Liu Yang. Could it be something that matters here?

Relying on his age and thick skin, he actually walked to the shrine and opened the book without anyone's permission. He didn't dare to turn it over, he just grabbed the corner of the album with two fingers and gently opened it. On the first page below the cover, there is a beautiful pen line:

……

"I call our human civilization a 'living' civilization, which is only a small part of the larger civilization...... said.

……

Xu Dazhi raised his eyebrows, he had read the first half of Liu Yang's third unpublished work. There is a character in the work named Yao Bing, who was originally a Japanese immortal, which is his name after his transformation.

The paragraph he watched in front of him was the end of the first half of the third "Hades": the protagonists Liu Yang and Yao Bing chatted about the worldview for a while, and then they encountered a big crisis, and there was no more. This is Liu Yang's consistent technique, and in the end, it is inevitable to talk about something metaphysical in order to sublimate the theme. Immature.

Xu Dazhi thought of a question, the first page of this thick threading book is the end of the first half, so the latter must be the second half of this manuscript until it is finished.

At this time, he was not happy that the task was completed, but thought more, why did Xu Tong copy all the electronic manuscripts of the second half by hand? And used a very old technique to thread into a book? And that's not all, but also to enshrine the book in the shrine......

He suddenly thought of one thing, Xu Tong's wife said that this shrine was dedicated to the god of their family. Does the god of their house have anything to do with the book "Hades"?

He was thinking about it, when suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and his cheeks hurt greatly, as if he had been slapped by someone with a big mouth.

He fixed his eyes on the woman standing menacingly at the entrance of the balcony, holding a slipper that had been found out of nowhere. The other shoe was smashing in his face.

Xu Dazhi is not an easy person to deal with, when he was young, he was also called a green skin, this is the number of years old, but it does not mean that he has no temper: "Fuck, you are fucking blind......"

"Fuck you, who made you watch?" The woman was clutched at the waist, and her black hair was scattered.

Xu Dazhi is a little unreasonable, the shrine represents faith, this thing is not offended like other offenses, it really wants to collide with a person's faith, it is also a very heavy thing.

"Damn, I can't even look at it. Is this the second half of the manuscript of "Hades"? Xu Dazhi was still stiff-mouthed.

The woman threw away her shoes, picked up a feather duster casually, and walked over quickly, smoking as she went: "Get out, get out." ”

Xu Dazhi couldn't wait for it, grabbed the feather duster, and said sharply: "Let's go, but I warn you, if you swing this thing again, be careful that I whip you." ”

The woman was a little hysterical: "You pump, you pump, fuck you, you smoke." ”

Dirty words were originally said by rough old men. But now when it comes out of the mouth of a woman who is still quite feminine, it seems so abrupt, which adds to her violent atmosphere. Even Xu Dazhi is a little timid, this woman can't be a shrew, right? It's better to mess with less.

He pulled Bai Shuang and was about to leave, but Bai Shuang suddenly pushed him away and came to the corner. Suddenly knelt on the ground, supported the ground with both hands, vomited with a "wow", and squirted out all the bits and pieces that I ate at noon. The breath is out of breath, and the room is filthy. The smell is mixed with the thick sandalwood incense, and it can kill people.

Xu Dazhi broke out in a cold sweat, you are really my father. This house is dedicated to the gods, I was offended just now, you kid vomited again, we can't leave today if we want to.

At this moment, suddenly there was a gust of wind in this tightly closed room. Blowing on the shrine, a few ever-bright lights flickered and crumbled.

The man on the balcony crawled on the ground into the house, he raised his head like a dog, his eyes were full of tears, and he said: "None of you can go, here it comes." ”