The ghost hand bumped against the wall on the black cloak, and the tips of several fingers were burned into black charcoal, with white smoke curling up.

Every time it was scalded, the ghost hand would indeed shiver, but soon regained its strength and continued to pounce upwards, as if there was something that must be obtained under the cloak.

The person covering Jian Mingshu's mouth and nose gradually loosened his grip. He glanced at the ghost hand slightly, and after some distance, he tapped the back of Jian Mingshu's hand lightly.

In return for him letting go, Jian Mingshu also loosened his grip on his neckline.

The other party shook his head very slowly.He took his fingertips and pointed to the back of Jian Mingshu's left hand again.

Following the man's pointing, Jian Mingshu quickly understood what he meant: the night he came, the blood baby left a black blood mark on the back of his hand that couldn't be rubbed off. It is estimated that the ghost hand and the female ghost were aiming at the mark. here.

The other party made a gesture of erasing at him.

Jian Mingshu just wanted to nod, but then he thought about it and shook his head at him.

If the black blood mark was wiped off at this time, maybe these ghost-handed female ghosts who came to him now would find other living people instead.

Obviously, apart from Jian Mingshu, the only living people here are Liu Ruonan.

Although he has changed the red paper umbrella himself, it should be no problem to hold the breath of the living and resist a few demons and ghosts, but there are more than 20 of them. I can only say that I have never encountered such a situation, and I am not sure how effective it will be.

The other party seemed to be dissatisfied with the answer. He didn't ask any more, and lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

The female ghost didn't give them much time to hesitate.This ghost hand was still groping for the black cloak, and another female ghost fell off again with a snap.When she fell, sticky lake water and blood were splashed, her head and only arm were at a strange angle.

The female ghost turned her head unnaturally, and her empty eyes locked on the concise direction again.

The unknown man once again gestured to the back of Jian Mingshu's hand to cancel.Now Jian Mingshu let go of his neckline, covered the back of his left hand with his right hand, and shook his head resolutely.

I don't know if they got the hang of it or the group of female ghosts finally understood the importance of queuing. After one person was dropped, several female ghosts fell down one after another.

There is not much space under the hole, and it didn't take long for it to be piled up in layers.

The air was filled with the wet river tide smell from their bodies.

The female ghost who fell first was pressed at the bottom, her black pupils were dilated, she opened her rotten and blackened mouth, and let out a hoarse roar.

Jian Mingshu remembered the fire that he brought with him every time he appeared, and quickly gestured at the other party, suggesting that he light the green fire.

The other party glanced at the ghost hand on the black cloak.The ghost hand was still testing on the cloak, igniting a star of green fire.The gray arm that was greasy and wet before had been burned into a whole piece of black charcoal.

Jian Mingshu understood what he meant.Although this green fire is weird, it still can't escape the word fire, and when it encounters a drowned water ghost, its effectiveness is greatly reduced-this is why even half of the ghost's hand can't be ignited.

Suddenly, Jian Mingshu suddenly realized.

He was too stereotyped about "female college students", so he never thought about the five elements and gossip, and almost missed the big deal.

In this fortress, wood grows on the water, implying the meaning of "wood grows in the water, and water flows eastward". This construction method coincides with the mutual growth of the five elements.

The upper altar was too dark for him to count how many coffins there were.Now that I think about it, the number of coffins must be 24, and they are located in exactly 24 directions.

Thinking about it now, the main god is obviously someone who understands the odd and easy to count.

This pile of "things" that climbed up from the bottom of the lake obviously belonged to water.Restraining fire is an excellent example of the attributes of water.

When the water is weak and meets the soil, it will be silted up.Use soil to conquer water.

Jian Mingshu quickly drew the opponent's hand, wrote "Earth Life" on his palm, and drew a huge question mark with his fingertip after finishing writing.

This ordinary touch made the other party slightly frown.This imperceptible boredom quickly escaped, and was covered up by the usual indifference.

After Jian Mingshu finished writing, he shook his head lightly, and quickly left a "wood" in the air.

Just now, the look in Jian Mingshu's eyes darkened instantly, and he looked away.This person uses fire, and indeed it should belong to wood, whose fate can complement each other the most.

Concise and concubine are not natives.Shi Gandang with the earth attribute was left to Liu Zhong again, and the Taofu, which was strong when exposed to water, was also destroyed one after another.

There is only one thing left of the "soil" that can be used on his body.

The internal organs are the six internal organs, and the spleen is soil.

The female ghosts piled up to form a strange tower, with some gray and twisted hands and feet protruding from the tower.

The randomly stacked towers were swaying, and one inattentively, a female ghost rolled down from the top, sliding past the black cloak that covered the two of them with their arms.

Green sparks from the cloak caught her attention, and she froze, staring in the direction of the black cloak.

If you don't act, it's really too late.

Jian Mingshu made up his mind, and this idea made him tense up unconsciously.He turned the mahogany knife head and pierced towards his spleen.

The rupture pain came from the abdominal cavity, and he felt fine sweat oozing from his forehead.

Regardless of his grief, he quickly drew the knife, dipped his fingertips in the blood of his spleen, bent down, and quickly drew a series of spells horizontally.

The talisman runs across the stone path, neatly like a belt of jade leather, cutting off the stone path.This painting is the true talisman of the Eight Scenes of the Dongxuan Zhongyuan, which is in charge of the spleen.

"go!"

Jian Mingshu patted the unknown man and got up quickly.Almost at the same time, several banshees struggled and rushed towards the direction of the sound.

There are too many female ghosts, and the earth-type spells drawn with the earth attribute can only resist for a short while.However, this time difference is enough for two people to escape.

Jian Mingshu ran towards the door at the end of the stone path, and after the people behind him came in, he closed the stone door with all his might.

Outside the heavy stone door, there was immediately the sound of knocking hands and feet.

It was finally safe for the time being, Jian Mingshu let out a small sigh of relief.He still blocked the stone door, tilted his head slightly, and introduced himself to the person standing next to him: "Jian Mingshu."

The man didn't look at him, didn't answer, just pursed his lips tightly.He was only silent for a moment, and then said:

"You closed the door of life."

Jian Mingshu quickly glanced around the place where they fled in, and understood what this person meant.

This is an airtight stone room, only a circle smaller than the stone fortress above.

Not to mention windows, there is not even a crack in the stone.There are only eight tightly closed stone doors in the room, and in the center is a pile of bloody blood babies.

After the Shimen closed, Jian Mingshu's chest felt tight, and an airtight blockage hit him.

He looked around, if according to what people said just now, the door Jian Mingshu closed was the Shengmen, then the eight stone gates should be arranged according to the principle of Qimen Dunjia.

"Such an important matter, why didn't we say it earlier." Jian Mingshu couldn't laugh or cry.

He turned to ask, "What about the other doors? Can they be opened?"

The man shook his head lightly: "This can't be messed up."

This is not true.

Qimen Dunjia, five evils and three auspicious ones, auspicious things come from the auspicious door, and bad things come from the evil door. Similar to escape, most of them go through the "Shengmen".

It was the stone door that Jian Mingshu had just attracted a large number of female ghosts and was struggling to close.

He tossed and tossed for a long time, hiding the female ghost and taking spleen blood, not just to escape from this stone fortress, who knew that by mistake, he actually closed the "life gate" with his own hands.

Jian Mingshu directly kicked Shimen in front of him.He suddenly exerted force, and the wound where the spleen blood was taken just now felt faint pain.He was angry and annoyed, subconsciously clutching the wound on his upper abdomen.

The visitor lowered his eyes, took a look at his wound, took a little distance, and scratched across the wound.

A burst of pain and burning sensation came.The wound flashed green light slightly, and the blood that spewed out from the rupture just now stopped immediately.

"We can only burn the outer layer first." The man said.

The incision on the upper abdomen was not long, and after the green fire passed, a small black mark was left.

Jian Mingshu looked at it with satisfaction, and joked: "The stitching skills are good."

The other party ignored it and asked, "Is this place always this dangerous?"

Jian Mingshu raised his hand to deny: "Not all of them are like this, this one is very weird. NPCs fight in the air, there are witches and female ghosts, and..."

He looked the visitor up and down. He was dressed in a black windbreaker, with downcast eyes and pale complexion.The whole person is filled with "quiet autistic, problem child".

Feeling Jian Mingshu's sweeping gaze, the unknown man lowered his eyelids to avoid eye contact.

"...and the patriarch of an unknown creature with the five curses of reincarnation." Jian Mingshu continued.He didn't mention it, and he also doubted the person in front of him.

The matter of the patriarch obviously caught this person's attention, he stared at Jian Mingshu instantly, and asked, "Have you seen him?"

Jian Mingshu stared at the visitor: "You two together?"

Regarding this guess, the man sneered very slightly and refused to deny it, but he did not explain it.

"Hey, I said this kid."

Seeing him cherish words like gold and find it hard to communicate, Jian Mingshu reprimanded him:

"Now that we are both locked up here, we can be regarded as people in the same boat. Cooperate well and help each other in the same boat; if we don't cooperate at all, we will die together carefully."

Jian Mingshu leaned against the stone gate, folded his arms lightly, stared at the other side with his head tilted: "What else do you know, quickly recruit."

The man looked unmoved.

With his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, he stood still for a moment before introducing himself:

"Wu Shuyang."

"'Jade is moist and shiny, and its sound is pleasant'. What a good name, why hide it." [1]

Jian Mingshu stretched out his hand generously to him: "Jian Mingshu, 'Mingshu starts auspicious spring', good luck and fortune, see me get rich."

Wu Shuyang looked down at Jian Mingshu's outstretched hand.

Jian Mingshu's words are kind, but his eyes are extremely serious.

There are too many simple and common views on this kind of problem children.This kind of person has to be forced.

For example, Qinghua, when Shucai Jianming brought him to Pingdu Hospital, he locked himself in his room for a whole month without seeing anyone.Now, under the "care" of Jian Mingshu every three days, he has gradually integrated into the hospital and become a sharp joker.

"I'll teach you." Jian Mingshu directly pulled Wu Shuyang's arm, and took his hand: "Salute, shake hands, we will be good friends from now on."

Wu Shuyang waved his hands reluctantly.

"I know, 'I don't like to be in contact with others'. I have seen a lot of children like you." Jian Mingshu answered first.When Qinghua came to Pingdu Hospital, he said the same with a cold face.Not only that, Qinghua was more serious, where did he go, where did he get disinfectant and disposable gloves.

"This kind of mentality can be corrected to a certain extent." Jian Mingshu took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Wu Shuyang.

He winked at Wu Shuyang: "I have experience in this kind of thing. If we are lucky enough to go out, welcome to find me in Pingdu Hospital. I will give you the price for relatives and friends."

This is a business card made of bamboo fiber paper. It simply says "Dean Jian Mingshu, Fengdu Pingdu Hospital", and the contact number and website are below.

Wu Shuyang turned this business card over, and on the back of the business card was a symbol he was all too familiar with: cirrus clouds around the sun.

It is Jian Qingyang's usual mark.

"This is the symbol of our hospital. Our hospital has a long history, and our ancestors lived in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty..." Jian Mingshu began to talk nonsense while drawing something on the stone wall.

"Jian Qingyang?"

Jian Mingshu suddenly turned back from the painting on the stone wall, with a curious expression on his face: "You know?"

Jian Mingshu felt a little guilty.What happened to Jian Qingyang, she just read about it in a book, and the Heping Capital Hospital is in one place, so she made casual connections for the sake of "historical inheritance".

The person in front of him is mysterious, so don't be seen through.

Through Jian Mingshu's shoulder, Wu Shuyang saw Jian Mingshu's imprint carved on the stone wall, and instantly understood his intention:

"You have to recalculate the eight gates."

"Smart." Jian Mingshu nodded.

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