Chapter 18: The Dead Man's Hexagram

it!

I'm confused, what's that?

I thought that the hide and seek was the hide and seek I played when I was a child, but I didn't expect to let me hide from a cat!

Chen Jiayan half-lowered his head, walked towards me in small steps, put his hand lightly on my shoulder, leaned his head over again, and whispered in my ear.

"Don't be afraid, let's get back to the game. Now, eight people. ”

At this point, I already knew that my plan to drag on the time had been ruined again.

Seven just now, eight now.

Obviously, they counted me as one of them.

Sweat pressed against my back, and the pressure increased dramatically, and I tried to keep myself awake.

As soon as Chen Jiayan's words were finished, several female ghosts came up one after another, and I surrounded me in the middle and sandwiched me directly into the living room.

When they arrived in the living room, they sat down cross-legged as if they had received some kind of instruction.

Behind them were the two mirrors they saw when they entered the door.

The two mirrors reflect each other, and the female ghost appears dense in the reflection of the mirror.

For a moment, I couldn't tell the quantity.

I recalculated the situation in front of me, now that several evil ghosts have gathered, Chen Jiayan has a rosary in his hand, and he finds the right opportunity to catch them all.

Chen Jiayan lowered his head, his head almost on his knees, and it looked like some kind of worship.

"This game is called divination."

I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart, telling the ghost a fortune, this is the first time I've heard of it.

"It's not hard for you, you're going to count something very simple. If you win, you go. ”

I'm not in the mood to play these bullshit games with them right now, I just want to break the game quickly.

It was then that the moonlight reflected off the mirror caught my attention.

"Count the time we'll die."

Before I could think about it, Chen Jiayan interrupted me at this time.

In order to buy myself more time, I could only pretend to agree.

"Tell me my birthday."

Before the words fell, the five female ghosts dipped their hands in the ashes of the burning paper on the ground, and connected their hands together like shaking hands, and wrote on the ground in a loud voice.

Actually, this thing is not too difficult for me.

There is such a thing as a definite number of life and death, in fact, it has been predestined since birth.

Yuan Tiangang of the Tang Dynasty once left a song called the bone, and the cause of death can be inferred from the weight of the bone.

Soon, there were only two people left in the audience, one was Chen Jiayan, and the other was the female ghost next to her.

When counting the death of the living, this is a taboo in divination.

I jumped over her and looked at the female ghost next to her.

"Geng Yin year, the first day of the first month."

I haven't looked at the back yet, and the whole person is stupid.

The one in front of you is the real culprit!

The year of Gengyin is 1950! No wonder they are all wearing the clothes of the Republic of China, and the knot is here!

This old ghost has not only been dead for many years, but his birthday is also terrifying!

I suppressed the shock in my heart, slowly took out my phone, turned on the flashlight, took a picture of the opposite side, and said another sentence deliberately.

"It's too dark to see."

Seeing that they weren't paying attention to me, I pretended to be puzzled, put my index finger to my mouth, and gently bit my hand with the tip of my tooth.

Biting your finger is not as hard as it is on TV, on the contrary, you can only bite the layer of skin on the surface of your finger, and then pull hard, and the finger will naturally break.

"Isn't it okay?"

At this time, Chen Jiayan spoke again.

I squeezed my fingers silently, and hurriedly coped: "Okay, okay." ”

"You're right."

With Chen Jiayan's words, all the female ghosts raised their heads in unison, and I knew why they kept drooping their heads.

Of these six female ghosts, none of them had a complete face.

Either the nose was hollowed, or the eyes were holes, and a mouth was sewn with black thread.

I could clearly see the maggots wriggling under their flesh, and even the female ghost with her mouth sewn shut had half a maggot hanging from the corner of her mouth.

I don't know what happened to them in their lives, and they ended up with such a look after death.

"But ......"

As soon as the words fell, the six female ghosts suddenly stood up and squeezed me in the middle with a surrounding force, and Chen Jiayan spoke again.

"Pen Immortal, the most taboo is to ask when you die. You win, but you have to die. ”