Qingyue Temple

There are quite a few people in this manor in the depths of Savage Mountain, but these people look weird, with a strange sense of gloom, and they don't pay much attention to the arrival of Peng Naiwen and others, as if they are not with them. It's not like being in a world one by one.

It took a while to get a response to Peng Nawin's request for an audience.

"Squeak", as if the gate of the manor opened by itself, a person came out, glanced at Peng Naiwen and said, "Your Excellency can't leave you, just come with me."

Peng Naiwen was ushered into a room, and there was a low voice of chanting scriptures in the room, but the scriptures did not know what they were, and there was a faint evil spirit, which made people feel dizzy and bloody, and Peng Naiwen did not dare to read them. Listen again and go into the house.

The house is full of things in a mess, and a person is sitting cross-legged in a red hexagonal pattern, as if he is busy with something, from time to time, he puts some strange materials into the mortar, smashes them, and sprinkles them on the pattern from time to time. in the tattoo.

Beside this man, there is an old man with a hood and a cloak. The old man seems to be deformed, looks abnormally short and thin, but his head is similar to that of a normal person, like an old dwarf. Seeing this old man, Bonnewin, Immediately, he was terrified, even though he was also battle-tested and had many lives in his hands, he was still too frightened to go forward.

"Teacher, you scare people."

The young man reminded the dwarf, the hood on the dwarf's head was lowered, and it suddenly covered it, as if the dwarf had disappeared into the cloak.

The dwarf disappeared, and Peng Nawin still didn't dare to go forward. He only saluted from a distance, and then reported: "Saidah, three groups of mages invited by Tunqin's family arrived alive. What should we do? Should we send snipers there?"

The young man with scriptures on his baby's face chuckled when he heard the words: "I have invited a few capable ones. It's okay. After tonight, let's see how many of them can survive." Everything in the mortar fell down like plasma.

Peng Naiwen was horrified to find that the temperature in the room was rising rapidly, and a small stone in front of the mage was moving like a tumbler, and he heard birdsong in the dimness.

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Miao Lun took Fang Shanshui and the others to the living room. It took Tunqin and his son more than ten minutes to bring people over, and it seemed that they brought not one group of people, but two groups of people, which seemed to be clearly separated.

Coincidentally, there was also Zhu Yi's acquaintance, Luo Yingzhuo who almost ran into them at the airport.

Luo Yingzhuo also inquired about the newly discovered jadeite mine source under Tunqin's men. He had always wanted to get involved in the jewelry business, and he immediately sent a letter to Tunqin to contact him, like a great white shark smelling fishy.

After Luo Yingzhuo got Tunqin's meaning, he was overjoyed and searched everywhere for capable people.

When Fang Shanshui and others met at the airport by chance, Luo Yingzhuo was also going to pick him up. It was the ordinary middle-aged man next to him who was dressed in a Miaojiang dress. The two walked closer, and they looked like they were together.

Seeing Luo Yingzhuo, Zhu Yi's face turned green instantly, thinking that Yuan Pei's crow's mouth really hit the spot.

Although Tunqin said on the surface that he didn't know that his son was going to invite other mages privately, he must have passed olive branches to more than one person in secret. It is estimated that the development of the emerald mine that Tunqin promised him had also been promised to many people.

Zhu Yi's complexion was ugly, but he didn't expect that Luo Yingzhuo's complexion was worse than his, as if his parents had died.

Originally, Luo Yingzhuo probably wanted to laugh at Zhu Yi, but when he saw that Zhu Yi was in good spirits and had nothing to do, he immediately laughed like he was crying.

Luo Yingzhuo asked strangely: "Master Zhu, you are ahead of us, is the road going well?"

As soon as Zhu Yi heard it, he knew that this guy already knew that he and he were competitors. He didn't say anything at the airport just now, just inquired about their situation and watched his jokes. Hearing this, he felt a little angry, but he still tried his best to calm down and said : "Very good, what can go wrong."

Luo Yingzhuo stopped talking immediately, his face was livid and black, with a look of dark clouds shining on the top, Yuan Pei couldn't help but click his tongue.

Maung Gang, Tunqin's son beside Luo Yingzhuo who was returning with him, was also talking to his elder brother Dan Tuo with a dazed expression on his face. Azan in black was invited by Maung Gang. He was young, but his body was very weak, and he was being supported by others. Sitting on a chair, holding a bracelet made of bone in his hand, he closed his eyes as if he was reciting scriptures.

These two groups of people didn't look too good, and seemed to have experienced a very unpleasant experience.

Zhu Yi recalled his experience on the road, and suddenly understood something.

Probably, they didn't come too well.

Tun Qin walked towards Zhu Yi and Fang Shanshui apologetically, at this moment, a servant suddenly ran to Tun Qin's side and whispered a few words, Zhu Yi vaguely heard words like death and missing.

Tunqin's expression was serious, and he became more respectful towards the mages sitting there. He had just snubbed Fang Shanshui and his party, and apologized with all kinds of good words.

Seeing Tunqin go a little farther, Yuan Peicai whispered in Fang Shanshui's ear: "There must be something wrong again, Fang Fang, look at his face, someone must have died suddenly at home, not long ago."

Zhu Yi also heard it, and his face was complicated for a while, Fang Shanshui nodded slightly.

Tunqin invited everyone to the table, specially arranged Fang Shanshui and the other three mages at the main seats, and then said solemnly: "Dear Sayadaws, this time my Tunqin family discovered the source of emeralds through great luck. However, being conspired by jealous hostile forces, people in the family died unexpectedly one after another... I suspect that my family has been cursed by a wizard. I hope you can find a way to solve it and help my Tunqin family solve this worry. Afterwards, I will definitely have Thank you very much, including the cooperative development of the emerald mine, it is also possible."

Neither Fang Shanshui nor the middle-aged Miao made a sound, only the black-clothed Azan asked Tunchen in Thai: "Who are you going to deal with? Are you sure they were killed by surrender? Where are the victims? Where are the corpses?" ?”

When Tunqin heard this, he regained his spirits immediately and ordered some corpses to be carried up.

Zhu Yi, who is proficient in several languages, continued to act as an interpreter, explaining the current situation to Fang Shanshui who was sitting low-key on the side.

There were six corpses in a row, as if they had just been pulled out of the freezer. Azan in black went up to check for a while. His thin hands were touching the icy white faces of the corpses. There seemed to be a black line in his hands, running along the sides of the corpses. Seeing Yuan Pei and Dan Tuo being a bit small, they were disgusting.

Suddenly, the black thread came out from the closed eyes of the corpse, and even opened the eyes of the corpse, which startled everyone and backed away abruptly.

Tun Qin was also horrified, and then he realized and shouted: "Second Uncle!"

The ostentatious black line in the corpse's angry eyes quickly faded away, and the corpse also closed its eyes.

Fang Shanshui clearly felt that the master's gnawing on the takoyaki was a little slow, as if he had looked at the lower head master twice, but he quickly looked away, not interested.

Fang Shanshui thought, maybe the taste is a bit bland, and the master's taste is a bit heavy...

Azan in black walked past the six corpses one by one, tried on each of them, then withdrew his hand, shook his head under Tunqin's expectant gaze, and said, "I can't see what it is to lower your head. Either this descendant's cultivation level is much higher than mine, or this is not descending at all."

When Tunqin heard the words, he immediately looked disappointed, and then turned his attention to the Miao people next to him and Fang Shanshui, hoping that they would find something new.

Under the urging of Luo Yingzhuo's eyes, the Miao people also stepped forward.

He was different from Azan in black, he took out a small gourd-like whistle from his pocket, put it near his mouth and blew it briefly twice, suddenly, a purple smoke flew out of his gourd, whizzing gone.

The people around hardly saw it clearly, but Fang Shanshui noticed that what came out of the gourd was not smoke at all, but a small insect, because it flew too fast and moved erratically, so ordinary people couldn't see it clearly.

Fang Shanshui noticed that the master's action of eating takoyaki slowed down a little after the bug came out, and his sight seemed to penetrate the corpse on the ground, catching the little bug in it, but after only one glance, the master withdrew his gaze again , not interested anymore.

Fang Shanshui thought, maybe it's too small to fit between his teeth.

The Miao man took back his little gourd, frowned and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to speak, but he was not sure. Under Tunqin's expectant gaze, he choked out a sentence for a long time: "I'm not sure, if someone of you gets tricked again, maybe I can see the problem."

Hearing this, Tunqin looked disappointed again. The curse happened very quickly. Some people died suddenly when they discovered it. You won't have much time to observe it. The words of this mage basically won't work.

In the end, Tunqin could only focus on the last Fang Shanshui.

Compared with those two mages, Fang Shanshui looks the most tender-skinned, the most junior, and the lowest cultivation base. Of course, this is just a look, because he was the first to arrive, and he was unscathed. Maybe he was wrong. ?

Tunqin looked at Fang Shanshui expectantly.

Fang Shanshui looked around, including the black-clothed Azan and the Miao people, who seemed to be waiting to see him show his skills and test his skills, but since he came, it was hard to refuse, so he stepped forward.

Fang Shanshui glanced at the corpses on the ground, and asked Tunqin, "Did all of them die at home?"

Tunqin hurriedly said: "No, but my third son is. He died suddenly while he was sleeping. There was a strangle mark on his neck, as if he was strangled to death, but there was no rope around him, and he also He never went out, and the monitor in the house showed that he was just sleeping on the bed, so he went there suddenly."

Probably because there are too many sons, one or two died, Tunqin is not too distressed, but he is afraid, his uncle, his brother, and even his children, six of them died in total, maybe it will be his turn sometime .

After hearing this, Fang Shanshui went directly to Tunqin's third son: "What's his name?"

"Xinjue."

Fang Shanshui made a gesture and was about to make a move when he suddenly remembered that people in Myanmar have names and no surnames, and there are many people with the same name. He couldn't help shaking his head, feeling that if he called a soul, there would be a lot of people with the same name calling him in this small place. , So he said again: "Take Xinjue's body and take me to the place where he stayed the last moment before he died."

Tunqin seemed to have a clue when he heard it, and hurriedly summoned people to move the corpse.

Xinjue's room has been sealed, and there are black and white photos of him inside. Seeing Tunqin bring Fang Shanshui over, Tunqin's other sons and daughters also poked their heads to look.

Fang Shanshui asked someone to move Xinjue's body to the bed, put on his appearance before death, covered his face with a white sheet, and stuck a yellow talisman on his forehead through the sheet.

The Miao wizard next to him couldn't help squinting his eyes when he saw Fang Shanshui's actions.

Fang Shanshui glanced at Tunqin: "You stand to his left, call his name, ask him where he is, and don't stop."

Tunqin didn't know why, but he was not timid, and he didn't shirk when he heard the words. He just did what Fang Shanshui said, and started to scream with a new look. Some redundant people were also cleared out. In the room where someone died, there are only black-and-white photos and some white curtains. The door of the room is closed, but there is a gap in the window, and the white curtains are blown by the wind from time to time.

"A fresh look..."

"A fresh look..."

"Where are you……"

suddenly--

Tunqin's voice swayed back and forth, as if swaying back and forth in the room with a gust of wind, and circled around everyone in the room.

The more the people in the room heard, the more strange they became. Except for the two masters who closed their eyes and chanted or observed Fang Shanshui, Dan Tuo Zhu Yi and the others couldn't help but touch the goose bumps on their arms. The Burmese with guns also clenched their weapons.

Fang Shanshui looked at the situation in the room, walked to the right side of the bed, and suddenly pointed at Xinjue with a formula: "He who listens to the call will return to his soul, and those who listen to it will return to his senses. Xinjue, come back quickly."

suddenly--!

The wind suddenly picked up and almost lifted the sheet covering the dead body on the bed. The people around immediately backed away in fright.

Dan Tuo also wanted to retreat instantly, but after seeing clearly that only the bed sheet was moving, he immediately regained his composure and yelled at his subordinates: "The body is not alive, the bed sheet was blown by the wind, don't make a fuss."

The two mages watching from the side straightened their bodies, and seemed to be very interested in Fang Shanshui's methods, especially the Miao man, who murmured, "Could it be a corpse technique?"

Tunqin, who was standing by the bed, also wanted to back away, but was stopped by Fang Shanshui: "Stand still, keep calling him."

Tunqin had no choice but to continue: "Mao Xinjue..." "Mao Xinjue..." "Where are you?"

Fang Shanshui pointed at the dead body's hand, suddenly lifted it up, changed from pointing down to pointing up, and shouted: "Hurry up like a law, get up!"

"Hurrah—!"

The corpse covered with a sheet on the bed suddenly stood up straight from the bed. Just now, Dan Tuo, who was scolding his subordinates for making a fuss and saying that it was all wind, suddenly saw his dead brother stand up suddenly, and he happened to be standing at the end of the bed. He was stunned and stunned. After sitting down on the ground, he screamed and scrambled to hide behind the two mages.

And the two mages also became serious, even Azan in black, who had been chanting sutras just now, squinted his eyes and looked at Fang Shanshui twice more.

Tunqin, who was also a little scared at first, immediately lowered his face when he saw his son being so embarrassing, and held back his fear.

Fang Shanshui: "Xinjue, how did you die, do you know who killed you?"

The white sheet that Xinjue covered his body seemed to stick to his head and face, covering his front, even when he stood up straight, it didn't fall off, and a yellow talisman on his forehead added to the strange feeling.

Xinjue's corpse under the bed sheet suddenly spoke. Although Fang Shanshui spoke Chinese, the corpse seemed to understand it, but he couldn't speak it. He said a few words in a strange Burmese accent.

Fang Shanshui: ...

Can't understand.

The hand-figured master on the shoulder patted Fang Shanshui when he saw this, and Fang Shanshui decided that it would be better not to go abroad in the future.

Fang Shanshui, Yuan Pei and other people who did not understand Burmese looked confused, including the two mages other than Fang Shanshui, but the Burmese people such as Tunqin Dantuo were inexplicably horrified, and seemed to be even more frightened. Dantuo hid directly in the black clothes Azan dared not come out behind him.

Tunqin said in disbelief to Fang Shanshui: "Syadhoo, Maung Hsinjue said he was hanged, by a ghost! He was taken to a manor in the forest by the ghost, and the ghost tied him with a rope. hang him on a tree by his neck, and he said he is still hanging there!"

As soon as Tun Qin finished speaking, Xinjue under the bed sheet suddenly struggled, as if he was pinching his own neck and trying to drag something down, he slowly picked up on his toes, lifted off the ground, and his whole body seemed to be floating in the air.

Strange panting sounds came from under the bed sheet, the corpse's neck twisted strangely, and its feet swayed suddenly, as if it was tied to the ceiling by a rope.

Tunqin backed away in horror. The sheet only covered the front of the corpse, but not the back. He saw his son's corpse moving from behind, and he couldn't help being startled and frightened.

"town!"

Fang Shanshui gave an order, like a struggling corpse hanging from the ceiling, immediately fell back on the bed, lay back, the sheet on his face was lifted, and then fell back again, but when he fell, accidentally many people They all swept across the corpse's face from under the raised bed sheet.

Fang Shanshui said to Tunqin: "Quick, find me a mirror."

Upon hearing this, Tunqin quickly directed his men to go to the bathroom in the house, quickly removed the mirror on the wall, and moved it over.

Fang Shanshui asked them to put the mirror on the bedside, just above the corpse's head

Immediately, Fang Shanshui cast a spell, reciting: "The law penetrates the heaven and the earth, Yin and Yang can be seen, now!"

After reciting the chanting, a little light suddenly appeared from Fang Shanshui's fingertips. Fang Shanshui pointed at the light, and the light broke away immediately and fell into the mirror.

After the light entered the mirror, the mirror suddenly went dark, as if the world in the mirror had been turned on by someone, and they couldn’t see anything. The onlookers felt weird and couldn’t help but take a closer look.

Miao wizard: "This is probably the circular light technique?"

Luo Yingzhuo asked next to him: "Master, do you know?"

The Miao wizard nodded: "I have also come into contact with the mage outside the mountain, so I know a thing or two. And the corpse technique he just performed, strictly speaking, originated from my ancestors in Miaojiang."

Azan in black, who was observing Fang Shanshui, heard this mage who seemed to be Chinese speaking, so he couldn't help but look at him more, as if he was a little vigilant.Except for the fact that his two mages are both Chinese, it seems that they are not simple, which puts a lot of pressure on this Azan.

Except for the two mages, everyone else was watching the mirror in front of Fang Shanshui, waiting for Fang Shanshui's next move.

Fang Shanshui: "Xinjue opens his eyes, let me see what you have seen."

At this moment, the corpse on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, his cold dead eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling, those eyes were almost protruding, his eye sockets were so swollen that his eye sockets were congested and purple.

As the corpse opened its eyes, a different scene appeared in the mirror behind his head, like a projector.

The reflection in the mirror is shaking, and a gust of wind blowing around with the leaf movement will cause a confusion of reflections in the mirror, as if the sight of Xinjue who is suspended in the air is shaking.

Seeing the scene in the mirror, some people immediately exclaimed, and some even asked, "Where is this?"

"Looking at the surrounding forest, it seems to be in the depths of this savage mountain."

Tunqin also stared wide-eyed at everything in the mirror, the mountains, forests, and the manor his son saw before he died. Maybe it was the people in this manor who hooked his son's soul and lured him out to curse and kill him.

There are also some people who are confused, such as Dan Tuo and Luo Yingzhuo, who can't see anything, and can't help but ask the people around them strangely: "What are you talking about? What do you see?"

Those who were asked also looked puzzled, and asked back: "In the mirror, the forest manor, didn't you see it? There are people underneath."

Luo Yingzhuo didn't believe it or not, and Dan Tuo also had doubts on his face, did you really see it.

The Miao wizard said to Luo Yingzhuo: "The round light technique is not something that everyone can see, and it is also related to some people's physique."

Seeing that Fang Shanshui really found a clue, the Miao wizard was fine, but the black-clothed Azan next to him was a little downcast, and seemed dissatisfied.

Fang Shanshui looked at Xinjue, and asked again: "Can you feel that the manor is in that direction? How far is it from here?"

The corpse with its eyes open on the bed suddenly moved, and its hand seemed to pop out, pointing in one direction.

When he flicked his hand, the picture in the mirror also rotated for a while, as if he was adjusting the direction. There was an inexplicable sound of air flow in the neck of the corpse, as if being pulled by something.

The picture gradually turned to the situation in the manor, and then some trees, creeks, mountains...

Suddenly, a Burmese soldier behind him let out an ah, and seemed to recognize some familiar place.

"That's it! That volcano!"

Both Fang Shanshui and Tun Qin looked back at the soldier who made the noise, but at this moment, a huge hand suddenly appeared on the mirror, and the corpse on the bed shook violently, as if a ghost had covered its eyes!

A pair of huge red eyes emerged from between the fingers of that hand, as if looking at everyone behind the mirror through the fingers.

Flying by that gaze, everyone who could see the scene in the mirror was frightened into a cold sweat.

The next moment, the eyes of the corpse on the bed were bleeding, the lens in the mirror flickered, the huge pale hands, and the eyes behind the fingertips all disappeared, only the cold sweat of everyone in the room was reflected.