I went to hell after passively coming out [live]

Under the warm light, a few strands of Ji Dongsheng's meticulously combed black hair trembled as he tilted his head to observe the wall.

Qiao Mengxing suddenly wanted to laugh when he saw it, but the current situation really made people unable to laugh.

"Mr. Ji, I've wanted to ask you since just now, why do you know about Huangquan?"

"Would you believe me when I said that I'm a great dancer? My master told me..." Ji Dongsheng spoke very seriously, and he couldn't see that he was fooling anyone.

"...I believe, after all, I have even seen ghosts." Qiao Mengxing said that he believed, but he always felt that Ji Dongsheng was not that simple.

The atmosphere was a bit depressing, Ji Dongsheng saw that Qiao Mengxing didn't look like he believed it, so he babbled a lot.

"When I was young, I was so poor that I couldn't even afford to burn the kang. Later, I suffered from cold and fever for a week. My parents were superstitious, thinking that I was scared out of my soul by something, so they called the sorceress from the next county to dance." Ji Dong Sheng Sheng continued, "Later, the sorceress really cured me. She insisted that I was talented, and pestered my parents to accept me as a disciple."

"..."

"Hey, too much talent is not good, you don't understand."

Qiao Mengxing didn't strike up a word, but just complained in his heart, do you know that the expression is too sincere but fake!

"Have you broken the ghost domain before?" He quickly changed the subject.

Ji Dongsheng got stuck in his shell, and said slowly: "This is the first time I have encountered it."

Qiao Mengxing was silent for a while before asking: "Then you dare to run in alone? Are you not afraid of ghosts?"

"In a hurry."

Qiao Mengxing was a little speechless. He found that every time he wanted to define Ji Dongsheng, the other party would immediately change his mind.At this time, the chill he felt towards Ji Dongsheng has completely disappeared, so what Ji Dongsheng did just now was just sternness, right?

In fact, he was also panicked, so that's why he pretended to be so scary?

Qiao Mengxing has a headache and doesn't want to be poor with Ji Dongsheng anymore.

"I'm at a loss now, and there are absolutely no clues to use." Qiao Mengxing sighed, and said to the audience, "If this continues, you will either starve to death here, or be killed by the impatient female ghost."

Ji Dongsheng took advantage of the situation and poured cold water on it: "This female ghost hasn't harmed anyone for a long time. She is probably very hungry. Her patience won't last long."

[What can I do about this? Someone has already started asking about Yang Wen's paintings on Weibo, but there is no news so far. 】

【Obviously I know this is a live movie, but why am I so anxious! 】

[The acting skills are realistic, turn to Qiao Mengxing black. 】

[I understand the annoyance of being stuck in the game of the secret room. 】

[Call God Gu! ! !We're out of luck! 】

Fangguan 001【I didn't recruit either, I'm going to bald my pigtails. 】

"In the final analysis, this is not a reasoning game. Ghosts and gods are simply illogical things." Qiao Mengxing frowned, and looked at the pulsating wall like a blood vessel.

"I want to find Yang Wen's painting just to know the reason for his anomaly. It doesn't really help us escape from here. The only clue now is this wall."

[Yes, this wall!Isn't there text on it! 】

[Actually, I searched, but there is no Manchu translator on the Internet, and Manchu is on the verge of being lost. 】

[Joe always understands! 】

【If I go in, I can't understand anything, am I going to be trapped for a lifetime】

[Mr. Qiao quickly translate! 】

"I have no choice but to decipher the writing on the wall. The amount of work is likely to be huge. I hope that female ghost will not come out suddenly." Qiao Mengxing opened the bag, took out the same pen and paper as Gu Wenjie, and planned to wipe the blood away. If all the words are translated, maybe there will be clues.

Ji Dongsheng nodded, continued to pull the wallpaper along the torn edge, and quickly cleaned out a wall.

But unexpectedly, Qiao Mengxing found that the words all over the wall, except for a few columns with specific meanings, the other words are just pronunciation and cannot be combined together, just like sacrificial words and spells.

After Ji Dongsheng tore off all the wallpapers, he saw a few familiar words, but they still couldn't form a sentence.

The only thing I found was that there was a palm-sized groove near the big characters "Dedicated to God", and there were things embedded in it.

"What is this?" Qiao Mengxing wondered.

【looks great!what is this! 】

【gem? 】

[No, a rounded rhombus, a bit like scales. 】

[What has scales as big as a palm?do not scare me! 】

[Looks like the python scales on my bag? 】

[Student biology's rebuttal ahead!Snakes do not have "scales". What look like scales are actually raised skin that cannot be peeled off at all. 】

[It's a dragon scale (laughs)]

[It is a prop group]

[I'm nervous, the ones above don't make trouble! 】

"Mr. Ji, do you know this thing?" Qiao Mengxing asked.

Ji Dongsheng shook his head.

It’s no wonder they couldn’t recognize them. It’s rare for animals in the world to have such beautiful scales. The black scales are not only smooth, but also very clear. They have the texture of obsidian, more like handicrafts.

"It was processed the day after tomorrow?" Qiao Mengxing observed carefully, and found that there was a circle of small characters around the scale, which just surrounded it.

"I found something! Let me show you." Qiao Mengxing moved the sub-camera closer to the small characters.

[This is too difficult to find, isn't it? 】

[Yang Wenxue has done micro-carving, the characters are so small! 】

[I don't understand, I'm dry]

[Mr. Qiao, we still need to translate! 】

"Sacrifice the blood of 12 sacrifices to the black god from the coast."

[It really is an evil god, hey! 】

[Quickly look up the gods of the Jurchen and the Manchus. I remember they should be shamans, right? 】

[Should I check the animal god?It really looks like scales. 】

【Focus!black! 】

"No." Ji Dongsheng interrupted the heated discussion among the barrage, "Actually, the most important thing is the number, twelve, why sacrifice twelve people? , it’s better to look up some religions where twelve is the key word.”

Ji Dongsheng looked at the circle of small words and said: "And some secrets may be hidden in the pronunciation, why don't you read it out and see."

[New ideas!pronounce! 】

【So where did Ji Dongsheng come from? He knows everything. 】

[Mr. Qiao, try to read it quickly. 】

Qiao Mengxing vaguely felt that something was wrong, but what Ji Dongsheng said did make sense.He read it syllable by syllable in the order of the small characters, and when he dropped the final consonant, there was a sudden change.

The light bulb hanging from the ceiling went out, and the sudden darkness caused Qiao Mengxing's pupils to shrink. He took several steps back quickly, and stood close to Ji Dongsheng's side on guard.

In an instant, screams that could pierce eardrums sounded wave after wave, and the whole house trembled.