Weird fairy

On the left side of the house, there is a spiritual tablet tower surrounded by white candles. Each spiritual tablet is placed in a cabinet in the niche. There are white couplets hanging on the left and right of the spiritual tablet tower. The upper couplet: Rites, Xun, Zhaomu, and the lower couplet: Kexu, human relations.

The magnificent decorations and numerous tributes around it are enough to prove that the grade here is much higher than before. Since Wang Changxu can be placed here, it is enough to show his status in Minglun Hall.

However, Zhuge Yuan didn't look happy at all at this moment. He stood two feet away, staring at the motionless thing on the third tribute on the left.

It was an animal head. To be precise, it was an evil head, a cunning head.

The reason why Zhuge Yuan could understand him so clearly was because the grandmother who gave him meat every now and then in the village was a cunning person.

The beast's face in the past was always so amiable, but the beast's face now was particularly ferocious and terrifying.

Zhuge Yuan reached out and picked up the cunning head, gently held it in his arms, and looked at the other tributes on the altar table.

Soon he saw other familiar faces in the village. In a place like this, those familiar faces not only did not make him feel at all friendly, but instead made him feel chilled all over.

"Brother Zhuge, what are you doing standing there in a daze? Come on, it's not a good place to stay for a long time." Li Jinshu in the distance was still shouting to Zhuge Yuan.

Zhuge Yuan, whose expression became very complicated, walked over. "Senior Brother Li, I know evil spirits are incompatible with people, but why are these heads displayed? Is there any special purpose for displaying these things?"

Li Jinshu, who was lighting incense, was a little confused by the other party's question, "What use can it be used for? It just represents respect for the ancestors."

"But can't we put something else in there? They are all conscious and can speak human language,"

"It's just because I have spiritual consciousness. If I didn't have spiritual consciousness, I really wouldn't be qualified to be here."

"But why?" Zhuge Yuan's eyes were full of bitterness.

"There are so many reasons why, it's just the rules in the hall."

"But" before Zhuge Yuan could finish his sentence, suddenly from the pile of spiritual cards, a bony hand covered Li Jinshu's face with a whistling sound, pulling him towards the pile of spiritual cards.

Seeing that he was about to be pulled into the pile of spiritual cards, Zhuge Yuan took three or two quick steps, grabbed Li Jinshu's arm, and held him tightly.

At this critical moment, Li Jinshu's third hand came out of his body holding a pen dyed with green ink.

As he raised the pen and quickly put it on the back of his head, he first wrote the word "dou" in the middle. From the end of the vertical line, he circled to the right. At the intersection, he turned to the right and straight down, then folded and sharply drew out to the upper right. The strange hand immediately let go of his face.

Li Jinshu was pulled by Zhuge Yuan and took two quick steps back, looking at the pile of spiritual cards in front of him in shock. "Senior Li, what is that?"

"I don't know. I haven't had this thing before. The hands are warm and look like they are alive."

But before they could make any move, the strange hand stretched out from the pile of spiritual cards again, and this time it was no longer one hand, but dozens of them densely packed. As the white couplets on both sides continued to shake, The previous stack of spiritual cards seemed to come alive at this moment.

"Let's go! Something is wrong! Leave here first!" Li Jinshu was about to turn around, but the arms stretching out from above and below formed a wall, blocking his way.

Seeing that something was wrong, Li Jinshu, who had a solemn expression, took out pens with three hands at the same time and began to write a curse around the ground around him.

The mantras are arranged in a spiral shape and are inserted into the wood into three parts, becoming larger and larger as they are written.

The whistling sound sounded, and the hand wall pressed down directly towards them.

Li Jinshu immediately grabbed the edge of the spiral incantation with three hands, pulled it up and stuck it in the air, and slapped the center with three hands at the same time. The spiral incantation immediately flew over and was imprinted on the hand wall.The spiral incantation was filled with the sound of chanting scriptures and rotated rapidly, and a hole was forcibly rotated out of the closed flesh and blood wall.

But before the two could be happy for a moment, more arms stretched out, blocking their way again.

Li Jinshu gritted his teeth and picked up the pen again, drawing back and forth against these hands. Although he worked very hard, it was obvious that he was no match for these hands, and it didn't take long for the situation to become precarious.

Zhuge Yuan wanted to help, but this situation was simply not something he could participate in.My little skill as a three-legged cat was not enough in this situation, and his eyes were full of anxiety.

Seeing that two of Li Jinshu's three pens had been taken away, Zhuge Yuan, whose mind was spinning rapidly, looked around, then turned around and rushed towards the pile of spiritual tablets behind him.

"What are you going back for! Don't go looking for death!"

As soon as Li Jinshu finished speaking, Zhuge Yuan rushed to the spiritual tablets and quickly searched for them among the tributes.

Just when two hands were pulling his arm and about to tear him in half, Zhuge Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately reached out to pick up a huge evil beast head from among the offerings.

He raised the beast head in both hands and swung it hard. As the fangs on the left side of the beast head scratched his arm, he saw that the arm quickly withered and turned black. As the fangs on the right side of the beast head scratched the other arm, The hand's flesh and blood quickly turned out, and its bones and flesh were broken.

By utilizing the evil head's ability, Zhuge Yuan's crisis was resolved.

Zhuge Yuan made a few quick selections, then picked up two hairy snake heads from the pile of tributes, hung them on his sleeves, and rushed towards the endangered Li Jinshu.

As soon as the snake heads on both sides hung up, his speed immediately became much faster than before. Maybe he didn't know much about other things, but he knew too much about Xie Sui's various abilities.

Zhuge Yuan raised the beast's head with both hands. Surrounded by strange hands, he flipped and moved around, darting left and right.

With the hair on the beast's head and the long hair on the snake's head flying up and down, Zhuge Yuan at this moment was like a lion dancing on the green grass, dodging, jumping, spinning and leaping.

The strange hands stretched out from the spirit tablets were unable to parry under the attack of the beast-headed fangs, and were instantly killed by Zhuge Yuan.

After a while, Zhuge Yuan and Li Jinshu broke through the encirclement of those strange hands, rushed back to the wall of human heads, and they escaped.

Seeing those arms quickly emerging from the gap in the wall of heads and still pursuing them, Zhuge Yuan and Li Jinshu immediately pressed their hands on the wooden door and pushed hard.

With a "bang" sound, the door opened. The calm old man standing with his hands behind his back outside the door instantly suppressed the tense atmosphere in the room without a trace. Whether it was those strange hands or Zhuge Yuan and Li Jinshu, At the same time, he froze in place.

"Put it back." Following the light words of the leading old man in robes, Li Jinshu quickly took away the snake head and animal head from Zhuge Yuan's hand, and respectfully placed them back on the altar table.

"Ridiculous!" An angry scolding came from behind like a mountain of pressure. Zhuge Yuan used all his strength to support himself so as not to kneel down.

"Master, this disciple has realized his mistake. I brought him here, and this matter has nothing to do with him." Li Jinshu knelt down and kowtowed.

Heavy footsteps sounded, and the old man with a completely white beard stepped forward and placed a stick of incense on the spiritual tablet.

He did not focus on Li Jinshu kneeling on the ground, but instead focused on Zhuge Yuan.

"Boy, you're not bad. Did you know that the dragon and lion dances performed by common people today are derived from the ancients who used evil heads to kill enemies just like you?"