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It's a pity that there is no time to explain. When the map was picked up, the tomb suddenly began to shake violently. It seemed that liquid was poured in through the cracks, and it broke through the two round windows and poured in after a while.

"Swim out!" Cheng Wanshi made a decisive decision, pulled Jiang Fengbai up and rushed into the huge hollow, upstream against the current.Bai Jiu also quickly picked up the unconscious Xu Cheng, stretched out her tail to wrap around his body, and then swam out with her arms and legs.They all have good water quality, but this weird water looks like blood, filled with an extremely strong smell of rust, and large patches of redness filled the eyes, causing a little pain.There are many floating things around, slender and long, and they seem to be out of control and rush towards several people.

Cheng Wanshi poked his hand away in disgust. It felt very sticky, not the feeling of liquid flowing through his fingers, but similar to touching soaked paper.The rest of the people did the same, only to find that these floating pieces of paper were indeed pieces of paper, all of which were cut into human shapes, no, or they were not cut out, their edges were very smooth, except that they were too flat, they were almost the same as life. People are no different.The strangest thing is that the wrinkles of ordinary paper after soaking in water do not appear on them, let alone soaked.

Because they didn't know how deep it was, and there was insufficient oxygen at the bottom of the water, everyone just desperately went upstream, throwing away many paper figurines along the way, and accidentally broke some.The severed hand and foot were swept away by the current, and no blood flowed out of the section, but the surrounding area was already full of blood, making it extremely disgusting.

Although they were all made of paper, some paper figurines seemed to have residual consciousness, and they kept trying to hold everyone's legs stiffly, preventing them from leaving.Cheng Wanshi was still angry, and when he saw the paper figurine stalking him ignorantly, he became angrier and even more ruthless in attacking him.Some of the paper figurines got scared and reached out to grab Jiang Fengbai's ankles, but they were honestly killed by Cheng Wanshi.

Bai Jiu, who was a little behind, tried his best to resist the discomfort of getting his tail wet, and firmly protected him behind his back.

"Ahem——!" A few people surfaced, and before they had time to catch their breath, they quickly moved closer to the shore.The paper figurine was chasing after him, bobbing up and down in the water, and the sound of "哗啦—哗啦—" slapped the water one after another.Cheng Wanshi turned his head in a hurry, only to see the paper man with the same face as the villagers smiling strangely while waving his arms desperately.Some of them have lost their heads, some have missing hands, some have split shoulders, and some have a big hole in their chests. In short, none of them are complete.

Everyone climbed to the shore, and ran wetly towards the woods, leaving footprints.It turned out that the red liquid was the river water, and the woods by the river were still filled with thick fog. Cheng Wanshi ordered "run ahead, don't look back", and the others rushed in after him.Those paper figurines also followed, but when they touched the thick fog, their bodies unknowingly rotted and turned into puddles of thick liquid.

Passing through the fog-shrouded woods, everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that nothing was catching up.Bai Jiu was drenched all over, and the paper figurine pulled out a lot of hair from her tail, which drooped pitifully.Xu Cheng, who was tightly protected in the middle, didn't choke on the water, and even his clothes were dry. He just tilted his head, closed his eyes tightly, and a few strands of silver light flowed out from the gap.The loud noise just now didn't wake him up.

"I'm back in the village..." Jiang Fengbai looked straight ahead and said in a low voice.

Only then did Cheng Wanshi raise his head, his breathing became short of breath, and he became a little dizzy.As expected, there was nothing unusual in Fen Village. Every household had their lights off and seemed to be still soundly asleep.He concentrated on observing for a while, and his tone was very firm: "No, it's all fake."

At the same time, he threw out a few spells, which ignited in the wind, and the blue flames swept across the entire village with a destructive force. The houses collapsed one after another, and instead of making a heavy noise, there was a "crackling" sound. The sound seems to be not a civil building, but a piece of paper stained with oil, which bursts into flames when it encounters a flame.

A gust of wind passed by, except for the old house of Xu Cheng's adoptive father's family, which was unscathed, almost only ashes remained in the whole village, floating in the air.The choking smell came out, and everyone hurriedly covered their mouths and noses to feel better.

Bai Jiu spat angrily: "It really is that! The painting and the reality overlapped, and he has been quietly replacing the real village with the painted things, and then led the living people to the mirror... No wonder there are so many villagers in the tomb. Corpse! I destroyed the mirror room, and the villagers here disappeared..."

"Actually, he is also dead." Cheng Wanshi checked the severed hand, his eyes were a little complicated, "Maybe it's the man in black robe, no, I think it's him, he chose Xu Lin, and taught him to use painting to capture souls Using the method of adding mirrors, he killed the whole village without showing any traces. But Xu Lin often touched the mirrors in the tomb, accidentally created his own mirror image, and finally killed himself. The mirror image Xu Lin deliberately seduced When we go down to the tomb, maybe they don't know the exact location of the entrance to the tomb, but forcibly made a hole by relying on the resentment of Fen Village..."

"All we come into contact with are paper figurines." Jiang Fengbai has a strong understanding ability.

Holding the unconscious Xu Cheng in his arms, Bai Jiu wished to capture the mirror image of Xu Lin and tear him into pieces: "That's why we have to find him so that the people in Fen Village can be completely relieved." Although for him, some old and stubborn To be dead means never to spread rumors... But Xu Cheng's mood must have hit rock bottom.

"The fog has dissipated." Cheng Wanshi turned his head, and the coolness quietly receded without knowing when, together with the enigmatic thick fog, now there was only a river that became muddy after the rain, and the dense forest on the opposite bank.The upside-down and disordered things returned to their original positions, and the overlapping places merged into one, but no one knew in which gap Xu Lin was hiding in the mirror image.

Jiang Fengbai pursed his lips. Ever since the quarrel, Cheng Wanshi hadn't looked at him directly, except for pulling him at a critical moment just now.But recalling the conversation with that person, he lowered his eyes, and his eyes became darker, as if there was a violent but cold emotion hidden.

Unaware of this, Cheng Wanshi peeked a few times and found that Jiang Fengbai's face did not show the emotion of "regret". To rest, I will find a way to contact the special department."

A few people left the river quickly and walked towards the old house that didn't even smell of burnt.

"Xu Lin!" Cheng Wanshi, who was at the front, exclaimed.

What came into view was a dead body, lying on a small open space after entering the door, with his head tilted. When he got closer, he realized that his neck had been twisted and broken.However, the red handprint there matched his own palm, even the palm prints were the same.There was a painting hidden in the arms of the corpse. It was not big, and the paper was yellowed. It looked very old.

Xu Cheng in the painting has silver eyes, is dressed in white, and holds a long sword in his hand.Those eyes are full of tenderness, as if looking at a lover, but the painting style is completely different from Xu Lin's, and the lines are not clear, like a novice.

Bai Jiu's face became gloomy again: "This is my painting."

The only work that can be obtained.

"Ahem, do you want more?" Cheng Wanshi, who squatted down to examine the corpse, hesitated, wondering whether he should use the dagger to pick up the painting.

"No, I will paint again."

Now that they found Xu Lin who was the mirror image, everyone took a rest. Not long after, Bai Jiu planned to take Xu Cheng away.Because Fen Village had become like this, it was impossible to call the driver over, so Cheng Wanshi had to spend all the spiritual stones in his hand, and almost exhausted all the spiritual energy before transporting the few people and their luggage to the nearest town.As for the painting that was used to fold the paper crane that conveyed the message, it must be ten days or so before the formation around Fen Village fails, and the special department will also arrive to investigate this case of collective disappearance.Not only people, but even houses disappeared.

Xu Cheng didn't wake up until he rushed back to Wanshiju, Bai Jiu didn't want to talk about the past for the time being, but just avoided Jiang Fengbai, smiled and dragged Cheng Wanshi to whisper: "Godfather, he...is not trustworthy."

Knowing who the words were referring to, Cheng Wanshi's first reaction was to refute, but he paused for a few seconds and closed his mouth strangely.

"Master Fuchi doesn't look alike to him, but exactly the same." The smile on Bai Jiu's face was gone, and what turned into disappointment.

Cheng Wanshi remained silent, but cold sweat broke out on his back.

After a long time, when Bai Jiu was about to give up, he slowly said, "I... got it."

Next door, Jiang Fengbai, who guessed what the two were talking about, did not panic, but showed a relieved expression, and tapped his index finger on the table.In front of him was the third map spread out.

……

The large-scale disappearance in Fen Village has become an unsolved case. Of course, the special department knows well that those scientific statements that forcibly involve the murderer are only used to deceive ordinary people.Not only did the villagers not be found, even the corpses did not know where they fell, leaving only a charred and messy place.Some of the villagers’ sons and daughters who went out to work did not dare to delve into it. They had already determined that it was the work of ghosts and gods. After crying a lot, they received state compensation and left.

The local Buddhist society sent people to perform the ritual, and the ritual site was held for three days and three nights. The burning smell of the village was finally covered by the incense.It didn't take long before a number of tombs were built here, no matter on the hillside, on the flat ground, or by the small river... In the future, Fen Village will eventually become a real place that is gradually forgotten by people——

grave village.

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I want to draw myself a wife xd

No.11 roll of wood