Chapter 57: The Wooden Man Under the Fuso Tree (Part II)

Overlooking the distance, the yellow sand is all over the sky, the sky is yellow and depressed, white bones and corpses can be seen everywhere, more than ten kilometers away, three hundred meters of corpse mountains have unknown meanings.

Jiang Xiaobai took down the telescope.

There is not only a mountain of corpses at your feet, standing high and seeing far away, your vision is limited by the yellow sand, but the telescope can see the outline clearly.

"Hurry up and eat." Jiang Xiaobai urged.

Only half of the thatched hut was left in the hands of the ghost baby.

The surrounding white fog has spread in all directions, invading, and on the platform of about twenty meters, only the tree whose name cannot be called is not shrouded in white mist.

Three meters around the tree, the white mist could not spread past, on the tree, the white cloth fluttered without wind, under the tree, black hair, roots, and nothing else.

Jiang Xiaobai groaned slightly: "My ghost domain in Shanhe Village just can't invade the other side of the village. The ghost baby can open the ghost domain inside, that 'Chen Lu', or she turns off her own ghost domain, I can open the ghost domain. The ability of the white cloth is similar to that of isolating the supernatural power, the ghost domain, including the ghost in it, but the ghost is in it, and the white cloth cannot be isolated out, which is the reason why the ghost domain of the ghost baby cannot be invaded? ”

If you have some ideas, you have to wait for the ghost baby to finish eating before you try it.

He looked at the ghost baby, who was about 60cm tall, and didn't say a word.

The ghost baby gnawed on the wood, and when he looked up, his dark eyes were cold, numb, and without any look, like a dead man.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in the pupils of the ghost baby, it turned its head slightly, its eyes were a little puzzled, its neck slowly turned around, opened its mouth, bit half of the door, and twisted it again.

Thirty seconds later, the ghost baby's head spun in circles like a spinning top, the cortex from the neck quickly disappeared, the head returned to the neck, and it finished its last bite of wood and looked at the tree.

Three meters away from the tree, Jiang Xiaobai stood in the white mist, looked up at the white cloth on the tree, pointed the golden pistol at the tree, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A skeleton appeared on the tree, with no fibrous tissue inside, only a layer of bark on the outside.

Obviously, the unnamed tree is hollow.

The ghost baby also walked over, the height of 60cm seemed to be raised to 70cm, and the white mist around it surged, it took a step forward, and the white mist directly covered the past.

Three meters is no longer a forbidden area in the ghost domain.

"Be careful." Jiang Xiaobai pulled the trigger continuously.

Bang bang!!

After the nine golden bullets were fired, a large part of the tree pole was missing, and it was crooked to the side, broken, and collapsed just a matter of a few more shots.

The ghost baby was only one meter away from the tree, but at this distance of one meter, the white mist could not cover the past, it raised its feet and put it down, turned its head to look at Jiang Xiaobai, and roared a few times.

Retracted, loaded, Jiang Xiaobai aimed at the trunk and pulled the trigger again.

Bang bang!!

The trunk of the tree flew wildly, and the tree slowly fell to the left, and the white cloth hung on the branches, and fell with the tree.

The White Mist Ghost Domain exploded instantly, as if it had been repelled, revealing a place about a meter that was not covered by the white mist.

The ghost baby took a step forward, the white mist covered the roots of the tree, it opened its mouth, held half of the tree, and began to gnaw.

Jiang Xiaobai glanced at it, frowned slightly, walked over, lifted the ghost baby, and looked under the tree hole.

Inside there is a three-inch or so piece of wood, or a sculpture of wood.

"Wooden man?"

The wooden man stood on the platform, looking ahead, his body was densely covered with knife marks and nicks, one hand was raised above his head, one finger was down, and his face was not clear.

Reassuring the grinning ghost baby, Jiang Xiaobai hesitated for a moment and said, "Eat." ”

After receiving the order, the ghost baby stretched out his slender hand, grabbed the wooden man, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and continued to hold half of the tree and gnaw.

Jiang Xiaobai turned to look at the white cloth, the surroundings of the white cloth were still the same as before, and the White Mist Ghost Domain could not cover the past.

However, as the ghost baby finished gnawing the wood, the white mist ghost domain covered a little bit, and it was only about 0.8 meters away from the white cloth.

At this distance, reach out and pull it, it is within reach, but this 0.8 meters, Jiang Xiaobai still feels that let the ghost baby test it.

Two minutes later, Jiang Xiaobai took the white cloth, put it in the black backpack, closed the zipper, and looked down into the distance, a little unclear where to go.

The ghost baby stood beside him, like a piece of wood, looking ahead, motionless.

After eating everything on the platform, its own supernatural power is still suppressed, and the ghost baby is the same, it can open the ghost domain, the scope of the ghost domain has also become a little larger, and the height has also been raised a little, but it can't teleport in the white mist ghost domain.

Jiang Xiaobai stepped on his feet, took out his binoculars, looked at several looming corpse mountains in the distance, and said, "Are you sure you don't eat the hair, corpses, and white bones here?" ”

The ghost baby shook his head desperately.

"Okay, you won't eat the white cloth if you give it to you, and you won't eat it if you give you three sticks of incense, let's go, go to another corpse mountain and have a look."

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Time: noon: 11.38

Location: Itsukushima-dera Temple, side hall.

A ghost rider fled with a frightened face, and jumped all the way down, shouting that the one should get out of here.

The sky was dark and dark, and the ghost rider ran all the way, with lights on both sides, paper lanterns flickering, and purple flames burning.

The purple light was faint, and the ghost rider ran down the mountain, and the two paper lanterns hanging on the torii gate fluttered without wind.

Running down 33 steps, the ghost rider burst into flames all over his body, and a burning and unpleasant stench spread, and he shouted and fell to the ground.

The second floor is a side hall.

A ghost rider looked at the scene of his colleague's death, and his heart was cold, and he took out a special mobile phone made of gold with an ugly face, ready to make a call and ask for help!

The phone rang, and he said quickly in an ugly and hoarse voice: "Come on, Itsukushima Temple, this is the source of this large-scale supernatural incident!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, a purple fire floated by outside the door, and the purple light slightly illuminated the dark side hall, and an old man stood stiffly in front of him, his face was expressionless, his face was covered with corpse spots, and his pupils were empty.

The purple fire drifted by, the purple light disappeared, and the ghost rider fell to the ground and died.

Three-storey main hall.

An oil lamp dispelled the surrounding darkness, and the purple fire of the oil lamp was strange, illuminating several fierce, mighty stone statues with different weapons in their hands enshrined in the main hall.

Purple fire fluttered outside, and the ghost rider's face was ugly.

The purple fire floated by, and the purple light slightly illuminated the main hall as black as ink, and an old man stood stiffly in front of him, and with the purple fire passing, the old man disappeared.

"I survived??!" The ghost rider pressed down on his heart that was about to jump out, and he was surprised and delighted, looking at the oil lamp in his hand, as if he had discovered the reason for living here!

He looked around cautiously, and there was nothing around except stone statues, tribute platforms, incense burners, and incense ashes.

"Those idiots should report the news here, it seems that we can only wait here for the headquarters to come to the rescue." The ghost rider said in his heart, inadvertently sweeping the stone mural above his head, and didn't care.

But suddenly, he looked up and stared at the stone mural above, his pupils dilated, he unconsciously took a few steps back, grasped the oil lamp, pushed open the door and ran.

Ripples rippled on the stone frescoes, and the corpses with white bones fell from the stone wall and smashed on the stone statues in the main hall, and they moved.