Horror: I didn't use all my strength, but the copy was worn?

He looked forward, and there was a mountain-peak in front of him. In front of this mountain-peak, there was a cave, but the entrance of the cave was very narrow.

There were two villagers standing at the door. They were wearing red scarves with curse marks on them, carrying muskets for hunting birds, and smoking spicy cigarettes that cost ten yuan a pack. They were obviously sentry.

"Dahei Buddha mother bless, my sister can be admitted to Tsinghua University."

"Okay, stand guard, when the time is over, we can also enjoy the blessings of the Buddha's mother."

"Can you say that spell?"

"No, it's enough to think about it in your heart anyway, sincerity leads to success."

Listening to the chat between the two, Chu Yang stood up and walked over. Because the sky was relatively dark, the two of them didn't see clearly, they just shouted a symbolic question.

But what was waiting for them was not an answer, but Chu Yang's casserole-sized fist.

After the two were knocked down, Chu Yang found the key from them and opened the door of the cave.

As the door opened, Chu Yang saw the words "National Defense Project" written on the walls on both sides, as well as arrows and slogans.

Chu Yang thought to himself, "It turns out that Goutou Peak is an air-raid shelter for both military and civilian use."

He instantly understood that the reason why so many children disappeared some time ago and did not attract attention was because they were all hidden in this ancient air-raid shelter.

Walking along the air-raid shelter, Chu Yang saw more and more spells engraved on the walls begging for the mother of the big black ghost. These spells were of a special style and seemed to incorporate many religious features, and even gave people a feeling of a combination of Chinese and Western .

As he walked deeper, Chu Yang saw a lot of copper incense burners. These incense burners were placed at every corner, and there was a piece of red paper beside the incense burners, on which were sheep bones and wine glasses.

These are obviously offerings to the big black ghost mother, and at this time, faint bones can already be seen on the roads on both sides. These bones are obviously not animals, but human beings.

Chu Yang didn't forget to take pictures of the relics of some foreign tourists who died here, so that the police can file a case for investigation.

"Hello?" Just then, the phone rang.

"Where are you?" Luo Weiwei's voice was over there.

"I'm in the air-raid shelter." Chu Yang said.

"Air-raid shelter? Is there an air-raid shelter on Goutou Peak?" Cheng Lan asked on the other end of the phone.

"Go out from the back door of the temple, and then go straight up, you will be there." Chu Yang said, "I left a torch at the door to let Zhong Ling call the police."

"Okay, let's go there now." Over there, Luo Weiwei didn't hesitate, and hung up the phone directly.

Chu Yang didn't intend to wait for them, so he left a mark on the road and chased directly towards the side of the road.

The rancid smell in this corridor is slightly more obvious. Chu Yang found that there were a lot of red paper along the way. On the red paper were white enamel bowls and a pair of brown wooden chopsticks. There was mutton in the bowls. The cockroaches also gave birth to maggots, obviously for a long time.

At this time, he suddenly discovered that starting from this corridor, most of the walls are hung with some mirrors. The distance between the mirrors is very symmetrical. There is an old porcelain bowl under each mirror. Just rotten rice and a few pieces of fat.

Moreover, on these mirrors, someone wrote several mantra wheels with liquids such as pig blood or chicken blood, which are rings composed of countless individual mantras.

"It's not the bronze mirrors cast by Taoism." Chu Yang looked around, and found that these mirrors were very common. You can buy a large piece for a few yuan in the morning market in the countryside or in the market in the county town.

Suddenly, there was a sound in the mirror.

"Someone?"

Chu Yang turned around quickly. He looked at the mirrors around him. In the dark corridor, countless mirrors reflected the cold light of the flashlight.

He seemed to think it was an auditory hallucination, so he didn't care, and walked straight ahead. Just when he was about to turn a corner, suddenly human hands stretched out from the mirrors around him!

Suddenly out of those mirrors, people without any clothes on their bodies, their eyes were all gouged out, and various spells were written on their bodies with black and red paint.

These people can no longer be called living people, they are completely corpses, holding machetes of various shapes and axes with strange shapes in their hands.

For the safety of Xiaolan's life, Chu Yang didn't want to fight. After solving a few problems, he started to move deeper into the tunnel.

"Dead end?"

Chu Yang looked in front of him, there were mirrors everywhere in the corridor, and the corpses of those painted symbols were still crawling out of the surrounding mirrors.

Knowing that a battle must be fought now, Chu Yang swung the ancient black gold saber in his hand, turned around and directly relied on inertia, raised the saber in his hand and dropped it, and chopped down two talisman corpses with one whirlwind.

Unexpectedly, even with a magic weapon like the black gold ancient knife, the body of the talisman that was chopped down would stand up again in the air!
He looked around and was about to continue fighting when his cell phone rang. Chu Yang chopped down two corpses and picked up the phone: "Busy, what's the matter?"

"Some of the walls in these air-raid shelters are painted with red pens. They were built by the villagers. They are afraid that children will run around. If you encounter a dead end, you should be able to run into it!"

I have to say that Cheng Lan's opinion is indeed good. Chu Yang is worried that smashing the empty walls will cause them to collapse. If these walls were built by the villagers at the foot of Goutou Peak, then they can be destroyed without worry. .

He took a closer look and found that the wall was indeed empty, and it was also marked with a red pen.

Chu Yang didn't say anything, this time he directly grabbed a painted talisman corpse, pressed it against the wall, and then punched the corpse and the wall through together!
Chu Yang stepped on the broken stones and came to another room behind the wall. This place seemed to be the main refuge area of ​​the air-raid shelter. There was a lot of space inside, and there were even many coffins.

When he came to the first coffin, he suddenly discovered that the coffin was custom-made by a certain temple. When he opened the coffin, it was full of gold and silver treasures.

Most of the things here are gold and silver jewelry from regular temples. It seems that people in this village have stored some things from temples in this place.

Chu Yang opened another coffin, which contained a white bone and was wearing cassock.

"Could it be a nearby temple..." Chu Yang looked at the corpse. The bones of the corpse were riddled with holes, densely packed with holes, as if eaten by moths.

This corpse obviously belonged to a monk. With more doubts, Chu Yang went to another coffin and opened it. Inside was still the skeleton of a monk, and the top of the corpse was still covered with wormholes.

Chu Yang thought of the controlled painted rune corpses outside. Almost all things that were cursed by the ghost and Buddha mother basically had this kind of lotus-like hollowness.