A group of people followed the blood-colored line to a dilapidated mountain temple.

The temple has collapsed by more than half, and it was originally not big, but now it looks even smaller. The remaining earthen walls are expected to be unable to support the rainwater after another half a year.

An old locust tree in front of the temple has also died, broken in two at the waist, and the yellowed branches are weakly towering down.

The door is like a ruined temple, and the house is like a broken kiln. The windows are closed, the wind opens and closes, and the kitchen is cold, and there is no smoke steaming. The wall is leaking and the tiles are perched, and I am only afraid of the rain.

The crowd pushed open the dilapidated gate and entered the temple.

The temple is covered with dust, the candlestick on the god case has been occupied by cobwebs and connected with the desk as a whole, the statue of the god in front of the case collapsed to the ground, the head has disappeared, I don't know which corner it rolled to, and the clothes should be the land god.

I don't know if there are immortals in this world, but the first emperor once built a royal court, set up a list of gods, pardoned the ministers who died in battle, and the people who have made meritorious contributions in the royal court are the gods such as the wind and rain master Lei Gongdian mother city god land, and the clouds and rain protect one side.

However, since the fall of the royal court and the fall of the dynasty by half of the Emperor Wuji, the luck has declined, and the temples in the world have gradually decayed, and the number of people worshipping has become fewer and fewer, and there is not one god in ten.

There are many broken temples in the mountains, and there are no gods in the world. It is the truest portrayal of the present.

"Why didn't you see anyone?"

The blood-colored thread connected the fallen statue, everyone looked around, but did not see any figure, and some people wondered if it was in the statue, the people looked at it, although the statue was hollow, but it could not hide people.

The ancient "citation" character connected the causal line, this person must be here, but why can't he find it?

Su Qi frowned and thought for a moment, then raised his hand and tapped the floor tiles with his fingers.

"Bang-bang-bang-"

There is an echo, it is hollow, and there is a mystery underground!

"There should be a secret room underground, let's find out if there is a mechanism to open. ”

"Don't bother. ”

Su Xun stepped forward and slapped his palm on the ground, and a layer of frost appeared on the stone slab on the ground.

Click-

Su Xun stomped on the ground heavily, and the floor began to crack inch by inch.

"Be careful!"

Su Qi quickly pulled Su Xun by the hand, only to see black smoke rising from the cracks, touching the statue and being slowly corroded by it.

"What the hell is this!"

Everyone was shocked, some people tried to get rid of these black gases, but they couldn't get rid of them at all, but they were accidentally stained with a trace and corroded off a piece of sleeve, but fortunately, they reacted in time to cut off the sleeve that was stained with black gas, otherwise the whole hand would be gone.

"This is the obsession of the evil ghost, like a maggot possessing the bones, once it is stained with unimaginable consequences, the murderer is likely to be attached to it and lost all his thoughts, so he becomes murderous!"

Sure enough, he read more books and was knowledgeable, Su Heng slowly explained to everyone.

"Then is there any way to get rid of this black smoke, otherwise we won't be able to get down!"

"It would be easy if there were Buddhist disciples here, and their exercises were dedicated to overcoming this kind of evil ghost's attachment to yin things. ”

"You get out of the way, I can try. ”

Su Qi said slowly.

Hearing this, everyone began to retreat, and they didn't stop until Su Qi nodded.

I saw the young man with the knife standing there, his whole body began to emit white light, the whole person became warm as jade, his hands were even more clear, subcutaneous blood vessels were faintly visible, and blood donation flowed slowly.

Su Qiyi smashed his fist on the cracked floor tiles.

Bang –

A cloud of black gas exploded, and a stream of black gas suddenly erupted in Su Qi's hand, and the scattered black gas was regathered together by a nameless suction, and when it hung on his hand, another thrust burst out, and this black gas was squeezed smaller and smaller, and in an instant, it became a pitch-black bead the size of a thumb.

"That's it!"

Su Qi put away the black beads and looked at the floor tiles that had been broken by himself.

I saw that a big hole was exposed in the original position of the floor tiles, and a wide stone staircase was winding, Su Qier walked down first without saying a word, and everyone followed down at will.

The wide staircase spreads downward, and on the stone walls are murals, most of which have been corroded to the point where they are invisible, but you can vaguely guess that these frescoes are about how the owner of the painting protects the party and is given the land after his death. The man in this mural is the statue of the fallen god.

After walking for about a stick of incense, I finally came to the end, and in front of me was a stone gate, half-hidden there, which had been opened. There was an inaudible sound from inside the door.

"Don't, don't kill me, don't kill me, woo..."

"Kill, kill, kill, I'm going to kill everyone, hahahaha..."

Two voices came from behind the stone gate, one immature and the other hoarse, but everyone could clearly hear the same person's voice.

What's going on?

Su Qi pushed open the half-hidden stone door, and the door was wet and cold, and everyone followed in.

I saw that this was a small stone room, and there was a sarcophagus in the center, and one side of the coffin lid had been opened, and the sound came from inside.

"Don't kill it, let Aunt Niu go, woo-let go Uncle Niu, please don't kill it, woo-"

"Hahaha, kill, kill, kill you, let you bully me usually, hahaha, kill, kill..."

Without Su Qi's instructions, two people came out and pushed open the lid of the coffin, only to see a thin boy about ten years old curled up in a corner of the sarcophagus, snot and tears covering his whole face, his eyes closed, sometimes crying loudly, sometimes his face was hideous and extremely distorted, and it was weird.

"It turned out to be a rare soul disorder, one of which was possessed by evil ghosts, and the person who slaughtered the village should be that soul. ”

"Brother, I'm so scared, save Aunt Niu and Uncle Niu, please save them, please, woo..."

At this time, the little boy opened his eyes and saw a group of older brothers surrounding him, kneeling and begging.

Everyone looked at each other, originally coming with a sense of anger, but when they saw the scene in front of them and listened to Su Heng's explanation, they couldn't do anything.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

"Niu Fen, haha, cow dung, how can anyone still take such a name!"

"Ah, I'm going to kill you!"

"Niu Fen, you're hungry, come over to Uncle Niu's house to eat something. ”

"Niu Fen, my aunt made you a dress. ”

"Niu Fen, Nuo, I just picked these fruits, give you some!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooo

......

Suddenly, the little boy's face began to distort extremely, and his voice changed from immature to hoarse, and sometimes to female.

"This, what should I do?"

"Strike, his soul is already getting more and more gone, and killing him now will make him less painful. ”

Su Qi opened his mouth, he couldn't bear to look at this scene, and turned around to leave after speaking, the little boy was already hopeless.

Hey—

Su Heng sighed lightly and slapped the scroll in his hand towards the boy's Tianling Gai.

Ϊ Yu Na and,

The soul returns to its homeland,

Breeze and bright moon,

Dreams are set by him,

Ϊ Yu Na and,

The soul returns to its homeland.