Yao didn't know what to do, but he still showed the edge of the bracelet, a little weak-hearted, he didn't dare to look at Han Changdu's eyes, and said in a low voice: "Take it." ”

Han Changdui's mind was tense, and he didn't notice Yao Qi's strange appearance, and only nodded: "That bracelet and this bracelet are not ordinary things, but they are the things that Master Fuhui carries with him, which is contaminated with his Buddha qi for nearly a hundred years, and it is difficult to get close to any charm and spirit." ”

Yao Qi was stunned, she never expected that this thing would have such a origin, and Han Changdui gave her this treasure easily.

She was full of doubts in her heart, since this thing was the belongings of Master Fuhui, then where did the sign hidden in this thing come from, and who hid it.

After a few thoughts, Han Changdui had already gone to the bamboo bridge, she hurriedly chased after it, and asked in a low voice, "My lord, where did you get this bracelet from?" ”

Han Changdu's footsteps paused, his eyes were stunned, and he said ominously: "My father begged for it." ”

Hearing this, Yao Qi knew that Han Changwan didn't want to talk about this matter more, so he didn't ask any questions, and followed him to the bridge silently.

The bridge deck was slippery, and the coolness spread from under the feet, and the back was cold, as if a cold wind was blowing in gusts.

Yao Ji turned around, the surroundings were quiet, there was no wind, and the grass did not move.

The vast mist soaked the clothes of the two, and the damp water stains slowly condensed along the lines of the brocade, condensing into drops of water, ticking and falling on the bridge deck.

Yao Qi turned around again, and there was still a dead silence all around, and even the sound of gurgling water under the bridge stopped.

Behind the invisible, behind Han Changdui and Yao Qi, the water stains on their clothes condensed, gathered into an eyeball-like appearance, and wet and condensed.

The sun shone on it, and a burst of water flowed, and the mark settled into the clothes, and there was no trace of it.

The two of them cautiously walked across the bamboo bridge, and did not encounter any strange situations, but everything around them was too real, and the grass and perfume were all blowing in their faces, not at all like an illusion, as if they had entered another world.

Han Changdui listened attentively, frowned slightly, and said, "Ah Qi, listen, there is not even a sound here." ”

Yao Qi had already sensed that something was wrong, she listened for a while, and suddenly she was terrified, her face turned white, her teeth trembled, and she squeaked: "My lord, I, I didn't hear your breathing." ”

Han Changdui turned his head slowly, his eyes were gloomy, looking at the way he came, and his voice was no longer as calm as when he first came: "Zhuqiao, it's gone." ”

Yao Qi also turned his head, and the emptiness in front of him, what blue water murmuring, what bamboo bridges were elegant, all disappeared, shrouded in gray mist.

She is an ancient person's skin and a modern person's coffin, and she has never believed in any ghosts, monsters, but now everything, she can't help but believe it, she is cold all over her body, and shivered fiercely: "Big, big, adult." ”

Han Changdui was still calm, turned around and walked towards the bamboo dock: "Since the road is missing when you came, let's go forward and split a road to come out." ”

Yao Qi smiled, Mr. Lu Xun said that there is no road in the world, and when there are more people walking, it becomes a road.

Then, let's move forward.

Outside the bamboo dock, there is a circle of green and yellow bamboo fences, which are crooked and oblique in the soil, and unknown wildflowers come out close to the fence, full of purple and red flowers.

Looking at the yard with the fence, the top of the bamboo dock is arc-shaped, low in front and high in the back, wide in front and narrow in the back, and two paper lanterns of Bai Sensen are hung under the eaves.

On the east and west sides of the yard, there were all kinds of huge green cypress trees, with a tall crown and lush branches and leaves, completely blocking the sun, and there was a black hole in the bamboo dock behind the tree, and although the door of the bamboo dock was open, you could not see the situation inside.

The fence gate was ajar and unlocked, and a blue brick path winded from the fence gate to the bamboo dock gate, apparently inviting you into the urn.

Han Changdui and Yao Qi stood outside the fence, and no one rushed to push the door in.

There was no sound of wind or water, and the two huge cypress trees stood still, their fine and dense needles like dead things, and they did not shake at all.

The fine sunlight shone directly on the canopy of the trees, and the green color was actually impregnated with a cold feeling, so that the sun was shining brightly, but there was no shadow on the ground, the shadow of the tree, the shadow of the bamboo dock, the shadow of the fence, all of them.

Han Changwan looked down at the surroundings of himself and Yao Qi, and there was no shadow either.

Yao Qi's body was very cold, but he raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "My lord, the grave trees have been planted for us, this person is really caring." ”

Han Changwan coughed twice and glared seriously: "Don't talk nonsense, it's unlucky." ”

Yao Qi smiled, pointed to the bamboo dock and said, "Look, my lord, the coffins are ready." ”

Han Changwan patted Yao Qi's hand, but his tense face couldn't help but say, "Aren't you afraid?" ”

Afraid, how can you not be afraid, Yao Ji trembled three times and smiled: "I'm afraid, I just don't know if this coffin and grave tree are afraid of fire." ”

Han Changwan pursed his lips and smiled, "Let's go, even if you want to set fire, you have to go in and put it." ”

The bamboo door creaked softly, and the two walked in.

The bamboo door closed without sound and without wind.

The yard was not big, and soon I walked in front of the bamboo dock, but it was dark and dead inside, and I couldn't see anything.

Yao Ji took out a fire fold and came out, and with a poof, it was blown up.

There was no wind here, and the bright flames burned straight upwards, too faint to illuminate the whole room.

Yao Qi looked up at the eaves and said, "My lord, please take off the lantern." ”

Han Changdui raised his eyebrows: "How can one lamp be enough." ”

He jumped up, stretched out his hand and shook it left and right, and the two white lanterns were taken off, and Yao Qi lit the candles inside.

Han Changdui praised from the bottom of his heart: "It's both true and illusory, which is true and which is false." ”

Yao Qi sighed, lifted the lantern and shone on the bamboo dock.

There seemed to be many silk threads crisscrossing the room, glowing with a faint white light, and there were many shadows, but it was still a little far away, and it was not clear to see.

Han Changdui stepped forward and stepped into the bamboo dock in one step, and the room suddenly lit up a little.

Yao Qi also walked in and rested the lantern on the lamp holder next to him.

Now the two of them can see clearly.

Immediately close to the door, a small table was placed, and a few of the upper decks played more than half of the chess game, and the black chess swept the momentum, pressing the white chess without the power to parry.

At both ends of the chessboard are two plain cups, one black and one white, filled with water, and the hot air is coiled at the mouth of the cup, not swaying, just straight up.

Yao Qi reached out and touched the outer wall of the cup, and said in a low voice: "My lord, this water is hot." ”

Han Changwan nodded, not taking this chess game in his eyes, his eyes fell on the back of the chess game, which was the middle of the bamboo dock.

Floating in the air were twenty palm-sized puppets, these puppets were carved from wood, bright red, as if they had been soaked in blood, but their faces showed a gloomy smile.

Han Changdui looked at each other fixedly, and there were bursts of hair in his heart.

Of the twenty puppets of different shapes, he had seen nineteen of them, eighteen of them were the forms of the corpses that were dug up from the Seser Building, and the other was the appearance of Song Huaide who died in the Wind Lotus Garden, and the last one was the corpse that only found the head, but never found the body.

He took a closer look and saw where these puppets were floating in mid-air, but there were twenty filaments sticking out of the wall, wrapped around the puppets' necks, hanging in mid-air, and the faint white light was emitted by these filaments.

"Look, sir." Yao Qi suddenly pointed to the window and exclaimed.

Han Changwan looked at Yao Qi's fingers, at the end of the filament, under the window, there was an eyeball, and the gray cold light flowed, exactly the same as the one in the meditation room.

Han Changdui pursed his dry lips and said, "It seems that that is the mechanism to leave here." ”

He pulled off a hair of his own, blew it, and the hair floated to the filament, and as soon as he skimmed the filament, the hair broke in two, and fell rapidly, and then touched several filaments one after another, and was cut and crushed in an instant.

Yao Qi sighed: "Nitpicking, this is, if you go over, you can't be dismembered." ”

Han Changwan turned his head to look at Yao Qi, and said thoughtfully: "Ah Qi, you said that your shadowless silk, compared with these filaments, which one is sharper." ”

Yao Qi immediately tightened his sleeves and looked at Han Changdui vigilantly: "Don't beat my idea of having no shadow." ”

Han Changwan raised his eyebrows, a cold light flashed on his fingertips, and a dagger came out of his hand and slashed at one of the filaments.

I only heard a sizzling sound, like a kitchen knife rubbing against a whetstone.

Hearing this voice, Yao Qi suddenly sounded that sentence, and cut the wires with a kitchen knife, sparks and lightning all the way.

But she didn't see the lightning, but she saw that the dagger was cut in two by the filament, and fell lightly.

When he landed, he didn't make a sound.

Yao Qi looked at it with his mouth open, supported his chin with his hand, and muttered, "My lord, your dagger is a defective product." ”

Han Changwan smiled bitterly: "It seems that we have to think of something else." ”

Yao Qi raised his eyebrows, pulled off a corner of his skirt with a stab, lit it with a fire fold, and threw it on the filament.

The filament was blazing for a while, and bursts of scorched breath filled the bamboo dock.

The corners of the skirt were turned into ashes, scattered on the ground little by little, but the filaments did not show any traces of being burned, and still hung in the air without moving.

Han Changdu's expression became solemn.

The knife slash keeps burning and can't be burned, what the hell is this, so difficult.

Yao Qi turned his head and glanced at Han Changdui, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, why his sideburns were faintly white.

Her face suddenly became frightened, as if she had seen a ghost, and she whispered, "My lord, your hair, your hair." ”

Han Changdui didn't know what to do, touched his sideburns, looked at Yao Qi, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong." ”