Copper Coins

The roof of this room is extraordinarily high, more than half a zhang higher than ordinary gate houses.

There is a threshold in front of the door, but there are many twisted and twisted characters engraved on the edge of the threshold, and some nails are nailed at the corners. The whole wooden threshold has been splashed with blood from something, or it may be simply soaked in blood. Soaked, the color of the wood is very dark and always a little damp, exuding the smell of blood and rust for many years, which is faintly visible in the smell of corpses thrown out of the room, which is a bit nauseating.

There are no unusually large wooden windows on both sides of the house, only two transom windows are opened on the top of the extremely high wall, which look like two narrow and small holes.

Because the transom is too narrow, there is little light in the room, and it is always dark and damp. Strangers will feel extremely uncomfortable just getting close, let alone be able to see the appearance of the room at a glance.

Xue Xian frowned, raised his hand and slapped his nose twice, but found that it was of no avail, so he held his breath silently with his face paralyzed.He glanced left and right, and saw a pair of words hanging on both sides of the door, but it was so old that it was mottled and missing arms and legs.

After carefully identifying it for a long while, he realized that it was these eight characters - Yin people go out, Yang people avoid.

a bit familiar...

Xue Xian turned to look at Xuan Min questioningly.

With Xuan Min's temperament, letting him speak in this environment would be better than dying, and it's done once and for all.So Xue Xian held his breath, and as soon as he finished asking with his eyes, he felt that his wrist hanging by his side was being pinched and lifted up. Xuan Min wrote a few strokes on his palm with his finger expressionlessly—— corpse shop.

Corpse shop?

Xue Xian had heard of this name. It is said that there is a kind of craftsman in the Xiangjiang River, who specialize in picking up the dead, and driving the dead back to their hometown for burial.They have always traveled only at night, and had to avoid strangers during the day.And the journey is long, and it can't be reached overnight. If it encounters rain and snow, it will be delayed for several days on the road.Therefore, every few tens of miles in this area, there will be places for morticians and corpses to rest and shelter from the rain, which are called corpse shops.

Xue Xian had little contact with such things, so he didn't know much about them, but in his impression, it was rumored that morticians were particular about picking up jobs, and most of them brought back the corpses when they were not decayed, otherwise they would just leave Wherever it is dirty, not to mention the fallen carrion and rotten insects, the long-lasting smell alone is enough for a person to drink a pot, who can bear it?

Therefore, it is really unusual for this corpse shop to have such a strong smell.

Xue Xiansheng covered his mouth and nose resignedly, hesitated for a moment with a green face, and walked in the door as if he was going all out, and subconsciously turned his head to glance at Xuan Min.

Xuan Min's face looked extremely calm at first glance, apart from the faint disgust towards the smell and filth revealed between the frowning brows, there was almost no other reaction.It's just that Xue Xian read an indescribable sense of helplessness from his dark and silent eyes.

When Xue Xian caught a glimpse of the emotion under his eyes, Xue Xian wanted to laugh.This is not a funny thing at all, but when it comes to Xuan Min, the contrast is so sharp that it is a bit funny.But before the smile reached the corner of his mouth, he suddenly realized a problem——

Xuan Min is used to being quiet, every bit of emotion is suppressed extremely deeply, airtight.Others often explore for a long time, and it is difficult to figure out the taste of others from his eyes.Even for Xue Xian, it was always difficult to see through his mood and thoughts.But now, he was able to capture some of Xuan Min's emotions.

You don't even need to think about it deliberately, as if experiencing that emotion is a natural thing...

As soon as he thought it was natural, Xue Xian suddenly realized - copper coins!

It was because of the string of copper coins.

After all, the entanglement became closer because of using it again, and even such trivial emotions could be conveyed to Xue Xian.

Xue Xian's smile suddenly became complicated. After all, he didn't know whether this kind of involvement was good or bad—if it was deep enough, he might not even be able to tell whether he was happy because he was really happy or was affected by the other party's emotions. And it has deepened; if it is sad, will it be doubly sad because of the superposition of the other party's emotions?

The most terrible thing is that Xuan Min's reaction has been transmitted to him, so will his emotions and feelings also be transmitted to Xuan Min?Including some kind of impulse that is about to come out?

That would be too tangled up.

Just thinking about it, Xue Xian felt that this old face could be discarded.

He was thinking about telling Xuan Min about this change after leaving here, whether it can be cut off or cut off, so as not to cause any unnecessary trouble.

As soon as Xue Xian came back to his senses, he saw Xuan Min looking at him, and seemed to think that his expression of half-smiling and froze was very strange.

"It's nothing." He waved his hand and subconsciously said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he silently rolled his eyes, only feeling that his seven orifices had ascended to heaven.

Xuan Min: "..."

The room was even more empty than Xue Xian imagined. To be precise, the whole room was almost empty, not to mention tables, chairs and desks, not even a stone pier to sit on.Taking advantage of the faint light that leaked in from the skylight, Xue Xian walked around the four walls.

Compared with the empty center of the room, these four walls are more interesting.I saw some palm-sized semicircular iron hoops nailed to the wall more or less densely, the two sides were nailed into the stone wall, and a small bend was arched in the middle.

Two such iron hoops are always nailed side by side, and then separated by a distance of one person's width, and then two are nailed side by side.

Xue Xian stared at the iron hoops for a while, and saw some scraped hemp rope fragments on some of them, and only then did he understand the purpose of the iron hoops—probably when those morticians were resting here, they would Put the standing corpse against the wall, and fasten the corpse against the wall with a hemp rope fastened to the iron hoops at both ends.

On the one hand, it can prevent the corpse from falling to the ground, and on the other hand, it can also prevent the corpse from being picked up.

But soon, Xue Xian's footsteps stopped.

I saw a trace of blood on the iron hoop in front of me, I don't know whether it was rubbed or splashed in a hurry, the only problem is that the blood is wet and sticky, it looks like it has just been left for a while.

Without raising his head, Xue Xian stretched out his hand to pat Xuan Min, pointed to the iron hoop in front of him, and motioned him to look at the blood.

Xuan Min frowned slightly, and then quickly opened his eyes. He nodded at the corner of the room where he was standing just now.

Xue Xian glanced along his fingers, and vaguely saw a length of hemp rope coiled on the ground, and some balls of paper.Just now he thought it was all the sundries left by the mortician, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so he didn't look at it carefully, and walked away.

But since Xuan Min specifically pointed it out, it showed that it was not that simple.Xue Xian thought for a while, but couldn't think of a reason, so he stretched out his hand obediently, palm up and spread it in front of Xuan Min.

Xuan Min was taken aback for a moment, but still raised his hand and wrote on his palm.

"Never move the array." After all, writing in the palm of the hand is not easy to understand directly, and it is not convenient to write too complicated, so Xuan Min wrote three words concisely.

What was the original name of this formation, I can no longer take care of it.Anyway, after Xuan Min wrote it like this, Xue Xian already knew its function—just like the method used by the person who disappeared in that instant in Lian Jiangshan, someone in this room also used the formation to transfer on the spot, just in before they came after them.

Thinking back and forth, the person fleeing here is most likely the person Xue Xian is chasing.

only……

Xuan Min wrote on Xue Xian's palm again: More than one person.

Xue Xian simply walked up to the seemingly inconspicuous hemp rope and ball of paper, and squatted down.The smell of corpses that had accumulated on the ground for many years was even worse, Xue Xian couldn't help but frowned and covered his nose.

As he got closer to the ground, he realized that a circle had been drawn with blood on the ground, and the hemp rope was wrapped around the head of the circle. The balls of paper were talisman paper soaked in blood and then dried. The ground is pressed around the blood circle.

In addition, Xue Xian also saw several other things——

Just beside the seam in the corner of the wall outside the circle of blood, a few slender needles rolled down, and the needles were still stained with dark blood, which almost merged with the ground. Unless you looked carefully, you would never see it.

There are too many uses of this kind of slender silver needle, but in such a damp and damp environment in the corpse shop, Xue Xian only thought of one of them when referring to what Lu Nianqi said earlier about "disappearing suddenly".

Some warlocks, in certain risky situations, will use corpses instead.

The so-called corpse generals are to manipulate the corpses of dead people to bring them back to life. At first glance, they look like ordinary people, but in fact they are all manipulated by warlocks and have no will of their own.

At the critical moment, once the silver needle is pulled out, it becomes a corpse again, and the dead will never appear in the results of Lu Erqi's support.

If this is the case, it is self-evident who the warlock is manipulating behind the scenes.

Now that he has chased him to such a point, and he is only a few steps away from seeing the culprit, Xue Xian naturally will not stop there.He simply grabbed Xuan Min's hand next to him, and wrote in his palm: Is it still usable this time?

Xuan Min replied: Chase?

Xue Xian nodded.

Xuanmin understood it, and wrote in a row: the formation has been abolished, but it can be restored.

After finishing writing, he drew a line on his finger, squeezed out some blood, and dripped on the several balls of paper in a strange order.

A few muffled sounds of dripping blood fell, and the color of the blood circle that was almost frozen became slightly brighter, as if it seemed to be alive again.

Xuan Min beckoned to Xue Xian, motioning him to enter the circle.

The blood circle is very narrow, it is just right for one person to stand in, presumably the previous group of people also left one by one.

Xue Xian stood in the circle, and originally planned to take a step first, but when he looked up, he caught a glimpse of Xuan Min's slightly frowning eyebrows when he closed the formation.

With Xuan Min's extremely picky temperament, staying in this room for a moment can be regarded as a great torment.So Xue Xian didn't even think about it, at the moment Xuan Min closed the formation, he stretched out his hand and dragged him into the blood circle.

His hands were quite strong, and Xuan Min was caught off guard by him, and when he entered the circle, his feet were unsteady, and he almost slammed into him.

Suddenly, a gust of wind knife was rolled up in the whole blood circle, and with a long sound of "嗡", the surroundings changed places in an instant.It's just that once the place was changed, Xue Xian regretted his actions just now——

The inertial force of Xuan Min's collision was so great that the two of them almost staggered a few steps in a half-clutching and half-clutching.

Xue Xian only felt that his back hit the hard rock wall with a "bang" sound, and Xuan Min also pressed up heavily due to inertia and hit him.

The sharp rocks slammed the back of the shoulder twice, and the sharp pain spread all at once. Even Xue Xian couldn't help but let out a muffled groan when he hit his back so unprepared.It's just that the back of the head, which is the easiest to hit, didn't hit any gravel. Instead, it touched something relatively soft, buffering the force.

Xue Xian was stunned for a moment before he realized that before he hit the stone wall, Xuan Min subconsciously stretched out his hand to protect him.And what was pressed on the back of his head should be Xuan Min's hand.