Grandma Li was still asleep and did not respond.

Li Shuang wanted to reach out to push, but before he could touch it, his hand stopped.

His face changed slightly, and he reached out to probe Grandma Li's breath.

He took a bell from his waist, closed his eyes and shook it, his brow furrowed.

"The man is gone, not even the spirit."

Lin Zhi had already sensed that something was wrong when he walked in, and he smelled a thick dead air.

The twin spirits stepped forward to observe the old man's corpse spots, and asserted, "I've been dead for at least a day or two." ”

Maybe when they came, the person was gone, but she had been lying in the house, and no one knew.

The old man is gone, and the only grandson is gone, which is a big deal.

Li Shuang was annoyed by his dereliction of duty, and he didn't have time to talk to Lin Zhi and them, so he hurriedly went to find the old man.

Not long after, the adults in the village began to call people with flashlights, and Lin Zhi and Shuangling also took flashlights to help.

The scope of the village is limited, if it is not here but in one place, it is the back mountain.

The funeral custom in the village is not to bury in the ground, but to bury in a cave.

The cave in the back mountain is the place where the ancestors of the village have stopped for generations.

Chapter 287: The Surviving Ghost Cultivator

The light of flashlights and torches staggered in the mountains and forests, and the call seemed to wake up the sun in advance.

"Xiaoyang!"

"Yoko! We're looking for you! ”

"Yangyang, where are you?"

There are few people in the village, and the children are even more cared for, not to mention that Xiaoyang's only relative in the village is gone, and the people in the village are very anxious.

Lin Zhi and the Twin Spirits brought their own flashlights to illuminate the gaps in the dense forest.

The stone steps were a little in disrepair, and Lin Zhi felt the movement of the shattering when he stepped on it, and he fell back slightly because of weightlessness, and stood in place with a slight palpitation.

Shuangling's flashlight turned around: "Brother Lin, are you okay?" ”

Lin Zhi shook his head: "It's okay." ”

Before he could stabilize his body, he felt someone help him and let him stand firmly.

It wasn't a human to be exact, he grabbed him by the waist and stuck to him.

The cold caused small bumps to rise on the skin behind his ears, which was an uncontrollable physiological reaction.

Not only that, but my ankles are also a little cold, as if they are being touched.

Human limbs have to be extremely distorted to cause this phenomenon, so to rule out this, hasn't Lian Qing cultivated his human form yet, because he was divided into corpses, so the ghost state is unstable?

No matter what, when Lian Qing is by his side, he always has to feel at ease.

The ghost haunting him in the mountains and forests, because he is a lover, makes the atmosphere a little charming.

Lin Zhi called Xiaoyang's name, but instead of going into the dense forest, he climbed the stairs.

As soon as Shuangling turned his head, he found that Lin Weaving, who was standing next to him, was gone, and shouted twice anxiously.

She took out a small instrument from her pocket and looked at the chaotic probe with a somewhat solemn expression.

She murmured, "The ghost covers his eyes." ”

There was something that separated her from Lin Weaving.

Xiaoyang is important, but her first duty is to protect Lin Weaving.

She took out the talisman and recited the words, lit it with a lighter and threw it into the air, watching the direction of the talisman ash.

But who would have thought that the talisman didn't burn through and fell down.

It's impossible, the paper burns very fast, and the talisman produced by the special department is sprinkled with special phosphorus powder, and her lighters are windproof, so it is impossible that they will not burn.

Obviously, all possibilities are ruled out, and there is only one correct answer, not her question, but the hands and feet of the ghost.

If you don't make a decision, then ......

"Third uncle!"

The black cat heard the girl's call, squatted on the branches, and gave a response.

"Third uncle, Brother Lin, he met a ghost, I can't even light the rune paper, let alone break his tricks."

The black cat's pupils narrowed, shook its head at the twin spirits, and said, "I can't detect it." ”

"How can this be, I did ...... just now"

"I believe you, that ghost may be above me, I didn't notice it, but there is no blood here, he shouldn't have an accident, let's look for it."

When Shuangling heard the black cat's words, her heart calmed down a little, and she tried to ignite the rune paper again, but in vain.

In the slightly empty part of the forest, a group of people surrounded Li Shuang, waiting to see the results of his summoning spirit.

Li Shuang wiped the sweat from his forehead, withdrew the bell, and his face was not very good.

"No, the situation is very strange, several auras are entangled and pulled, there is no way to ask at all, let's look for it."

The surrounding villagers nodded, Li Shuang is Mr. Pu Mo in this village, the ancestors of the three generations are responsible for measuring good luck and evil, responsible for feng shui joy and funeral, even he said that there is no way, it seems that there is really no way.

"God bless, Xiaoyang's child must be safe and sound."

"It's going to be fine."

Li Shuang said in a low voice, today is the sixth day of June, and they have only sacrificed to the god of the village, and it is when the incense is at its peak, they should protect the child.

It's just that how did the feng shui on the mountain become like this, and there is still a faint fierce aura, the only change is only the task in the ministry, is it the impact of special containment?

It seems that when I go back tonight, I will talk about this matter to the old village, and let them go to the cliff cave tomorrow and take out that kind of thing.

Separated by a fork in the road, the twin spirits had a headache as they looked at the spinning hands.

The magnetic field in this place is too chaotic, it is not like this during the day, the third uncle told her that it was very calm during the day from last night to today, and there was a faint sense of peace with the progress of the sacrifice, but I didn't know what was going on, and it was all chaotic at night.

There was no signal in the mountains, so I had to tell the department about it through satellite signals.

——

The light of the flashlight illuminated the stone staircase, and Lin Zhi walked forward, feeling the eerie silence around him.

The shouts were all gone, not even the wind.

It was pitch black behind him, and the twin spirits were nowhere to be seen.

Something was attracting him to move forward, and Lin Zhi didn't resist, because his destination was also there.

The trail was long, the temperature was low at night, and he wore only a thin shirt and jeans, and the cold made his fingers holding the flashlight a little stiff.

The coolness drilled in from the front chest, Lin Zhi looked down at the buttoned button and chuckled, raised his hand to untie the two, revealing the collarbone.

The mountain breeze blew all around him, making his shirt hug his waist, outlining a thin curve.

Lin Weaving walked to the end of the mountain road, at the end of which was a cave, the entrance looked narrow, about dozens of people wide, about two people high, showing an uneven arch, and the two narrow sides were less than a hundred centimeters high.

The surroundings are very well kept and look like no weeds.

The wind blows into the cave, bringing a somewhat strange echo.

Lin Zhi walked in, and the scene presented by the flashlight light made people's hearts tense.

Coffins, all of which are coffins.

They sit in wooden shelves and are not very neatly stacked.

The smell of coolness and decay wafts through the nose, reminiscent of rotting wood and damp earth, mixed with the stench of corpses and insects.

The range of the flashlight is limited, and the darkness beyond the light, the coffin silently extends inward, making it impossible to see how deep the hole is and how many coffins are hidden.

The lonely moonlight fell outside the cave, watching the black-haired youth walk towards the cave until the shadow was completely swallowed up.

The sound of the rope seemed to be crawling on the ground.

Lin Zhi aimed the light at the ground, and saw only rough and uneven stones.

- Knock knock

It was as if the sound of a wooden plank being slapped from inside echoed through the cavern, and the source could not be captured for a while.

The flashlight in his hand flickered twice, then went out suddenly.

Lin Zhi didn't remember how far he had walked, only that he couldn't see the light when he turned around.

His night vision is quite good, but in the absence of light at all, his eyes seem to have become ornaments.

Dense footsteps rang in his ears, as if a group of people were running in his direction.

The souls of men and women seem to smell the smell of the living, and they are full of ghosts.

Lin Zhi did not run away, but stood still, quietly fiddling with the Bodhi bracelet on his wrist.

He tilted his head slightly, the line of his neck straightened slightly because of his movements, and his fair skin fell into the eyes of the beings who could see the scene, which was a good color of thick snow and heavy frost.

"Lianqing, I don't like to see this."

Lin Ori spoke softly and calmly stated his thoughts.

The ghost that was about to pass through was suddenly annihilated, and for a moment it seemed that even the wind had stopped.

Lin Zhi raised his legs and walked forward, his naked eyes were mortal, so he didn't notice the mist around him, and he already had a hazy human form

After walking for about ten minutes, Lin Weaving had not yet reached the end of this cave.

Lin Zhi was a little puzzled if he had made a wrong judgment about time, after all, in the extreme darkness, people would lose their perception of time.

The flashlight in his hand flickered a few times, then regained its light.

It was at this time that Lin Zhi found that the third button of his clothes had been unbuttoned at some point.