Jia Mo

Qi Yin asked them according to his words, and the criminals shuddered, shaking their lips and said: "We dare not call the names of evil spirits. We dare not speak of the crimes of evil spirits."

"..." Qi Yin almost vomited blood with anger, "Weren't you very capable when you chased me just now? Are you so virtuous now?" This place should help Lan down, they are so afraid of his brother, he followed him Brother, can't you walk sideways?Seeing that they were really terrified, Qi Yin put Fulan on the ground, hugged him in his arms, and said persuasively: "Didn't you say that I am your god? Don't be afraid, I am controlling this evil ghost, he has already You can't escape my palm, you don't have to be afraid, just come one by one." He hugged Fulan tightly, and said, "Look, it's so tight, he can't move."

Zhu Mingzang felt that something was wrong, and asked the black cat in a low voice: "Fat cat, is this kid taking advantage of your master?"

The black cat squinted at it, "Can something between brothers be called taking advantage? This is called mutual love."

"This person is not that evil spirit..." An old voice sounded from behind the criminal, Qi Yin looked over intently, the crowded criminals stepped aside from the middle, and a haggard, shriveled old man came from behind climb out.His limbs were scorched black and thin, like the rotten roots of an old tree, and a clump of hard white hair was messily scattered on the top of his head.His limbs seemed to be broken, and he couldn't walk, he could only crawl on his elbows.Slowly crawling up to Qi Yin, he said: "My lord, this person is not a criminal, just like you are not our god."

"Old man, you are not confused." Yun Zhi walked over and knelt down in front of the old man.

The old man looked at Qi Yin with dark eyes, and sighed: "We have been trapped in the tomb of the god for thousands of years, and we cannot escape. Suddenly we smell the breath of the great god, and we will inevitably go crazy. My lord, the great god can't breed and has no offspring. Although I don't know where your blood comes from. Come here, but it must be related to the White Deer Great God. As for this child, the breath is similar to that evil ghost, but if you carefully distinguish it, it is different."

This old man was different from other crying criminals. He put his hands on his knees and sat upright on the ground, with a kind of solemn calm.Although he committed a crime, he is an ancestor who has lived for thousands of years after all. Qi Yin couldn't afford to kneel down on one knee, bowed respectfully, and asked: "Please wait for me, old man!" Excuse me, just now you mentioned the evil spirits in the golden figurines, what is going on?"

"He is a sinner in southern Xinjiang, a villain who blasphemed God. It was he who provoked the great war between the Central Plains and southern Xinjiang, aroused the wrath of Fuxi, and the fire of the sky. The mortal world. I still remember the day when the sky was crimson, our deity turned into a deer spirit and ran on the clouds, and the cry resounded throughout the world. On that day, it finally rained in southern Xinjiang after three years of drought, and the souls of all demons and mortals who died in battle They all rested in peace and went to the other side of the netherworld. Fuxi stopped fighting, and the gods rang the bronze drum at the end of the sky, mourning the fall of my god. Since then, there are no gods in my southern border."

The criminals in the tomb covered their faces and wept bitterly, the cries one after another, resounding together.Seeing them looking like their dead father, Qi Yin hesitated whether to tell them that the deer was alive.

"After the great battle, the god witch cured the evil ghost, smoked his eyes, cursed his body, sealed him in the apse, and died with the great god forever." The old man said slowly, "But the confinement spell failed, and the evil ghost finally returned I escaped." The old man raised his finger, and there was a little light on his fingertips, "Sir, I can let you enter my memory to see that evil ghost."

Qi Yin was a little hesitant, these criminals have been sealed in the tomb of the gods for so long, and just after waking up, each of them became more crazy than the other, who knows if this old man will play some tricks?He looked back at Fulan, Fulan put her hand on his shoulder and nodded.

His brother said yes, and Qi Yin agreed.

"My lord, you will see what I see, hear what I hear, and you will know where the evil ghost has passed and what it has done."

After he finished speaking, he touched Qi Yin's eyebrows with his thin fingertips, a pale white light flashed, and Qi Yin's eyes suddenly went dark.

Qi Yin fell into the indescribable darkness, he was stunned for a while before recovering, and found himself standing against the wall.He couldn't move anymore, as if he was bound by a cocoon, and he was suffocating and uncomfortable.It was dark in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He remembered that he should be in the old man's memory. He could only see what the old man saw and hear what the old man heard.The old man's eyes were smoked blind, so he was also blind.

He felt faintly uneasy, as if danger was approaching him.Just then, he heard crying.

It sounded like a man's sobs, intermittent, mournful whimpers, like dead parents and mothers and children.The sound came from the depths of the tomb passage, like a gloomy wind, it floated to his ears, and the coolness cast a shadow on the back of his neck.Even after hearing these criminals cry, Qi Yin still had goose bumps all over his body.The crying sound was getting closer and closer, behind him on the right, Qi Yin really wanted to turn around to have a look, but he couldn't turn around, let alone move.

His body finally moved, and Qi Yin breathed a sigh of relief.He felt that he raised his right hand, and something floated out of his palm, and his vision suddenly brightened a little.He could see that the place where he was was in a narrow tomb, and the eternal flame was burning in the bronze beak lamp in the corner, and the gloomy green light enveloped the entire tomb.There are many pale little butterflies fluttering in the tomb, their wings fluttering, fanning out little halos.He realized that this was the clone of the old man. The old man had used the Uro secret method to spy on the criminal who had escaped from the golden figurine.

The cry was getting closer, he squatted down, or the old man squatted down, the white butterfly landed on the ground, through the thin crack of the door, he saw a thin shadow cast outside, a thick purple mandala The fragrance of Luo wafted to the tip of the nose, and then, a dry and scorched foot landed in front of his eyes.The feet passed before his eyes and disappeared into the darkness.

It looked no different from other criminals, Qi Yin didn't think so.Devil, how evil is it?Does he eat people?He gently pushed open the stone door and followed quietly.Qi Yin wanted to see that guy very much, but Bai Die was swaying around her side, not daring to get too close.The old man was quite timid, and he didn't dare to look at him.

The crying stopped moving, and he also stopped, bowing and hiding in the corner.The cries kept lingering at the entrance of the White Deer Central Hall, Qi Yin was so impatient to wait, she almost wanted to force her head out to see what that evil spirit looked like.His body moved suddenly, his white butterfly flapped its wings and flew out of the corner.He saw the fellow at last, kneeling at the door of the nave under the burning fire, his brow pressed against the rough gate, weeping mournfully.Tears of blood flowed out of his empty eye sockets, ran across his dry cheeks, and fell to the ground tick-tock. His lonely and thin shadow was cast in the tomb passage. Qi Yin somehow felt that this sinner was a little pitiful.

The old man didn't dare to look too much, the white butterfly only floated away for a moment, and then came back immediately.Qi Yin really wanted to take a closer look, but the old man dared not move.The crying stopped suddenly, and no footsteps were heard, Qi Yin became suspicious.The body leaned out again quietly, the white butterfly perched on his shoulder, through the eyes of the white butterfly, he looked at the deep tomb passage.The everlasting flame went out at some point, and it was pitch black in front of her eyes, and she couldn't see anything. Qi Yin blinked hard, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

His eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and a thin silhouette appeared in front of him.He was horrified to find that the evil spirit was squatting right in front of him. They were so close that the distance between the two faces was almost a slap. The sockets of his eyes were staring at him motionlessly.

The evil ghost raised the corners of his mouth and curved a faint smile.He spoke, word by word, in a low voice.

"I saw you."

For some reason, Qi Yin always felt that he was not speaking to the old man, but to him.He wanted to escape, but his body froze like this, as if a heavy burden was on his shoulders, and he couldn't move a bit.

He watched helplessly as the evil spirit stretched out its withered palm towards him, and suddenly the old man's voice sounded in his ears, anxious and terrified.

"My lord, close your eyes! Close your eyes!"

Its palm was getting closer and closer to him, and he wanted to close his eyes, but the eyelids seemed to be disobedient, and he couldn't close them no matter what.

With a pair of warm hands covering his eyes, his field of vision was suddenly pitch black, and the burden on his body was suddenly relieved, and he woke up profusely sweating.Putting his hands down, he saw the gang of crying criminals in front of him again, he turned his head with lingering fear, and Fulan leaned against the wall, resting with his eyes closed.It was Fulan who covered his eyes just now.

He was covered in sweat, as if he had just experienced a nightmare.Qi Yin suppressed his trembling hands and said, "Old man, can you walk in memory?"

"That's right. I made a fatal mistake. I shouldn't have looked at him directly. If I looked at him directly, I would have been noticed by him. He broke my hands and feet," said the old man.

"Will you be discovered at a glance?"

"It's like if someone scolds you behind your back, you will yawn. Voice and eyes have power, and gods can sense the existence of the other party through calling and eyes. My lord, he is very strong. He was once the person closest to God in the world. Never call his name, the wind will bring your voice to his ears, and he will hear your voice. Never look directly at his face, look at the direction that exposes you, he will notice your gaze "The old man said, "My lord, you can go to the Bashan Temple. He is the one who was erased from the ancient books, he was the one who was deleted, and he was the one who was hidden. You will find his traces between the lines and know his past. .”

Zhu Mingzang whispered to the black cat: "Fat cat, do you think this ghost is the thousand-year-old monster? No wonder the old monster has to cover his face, he looks so ugly, and scares everyone in the street to death when he goes out."

The black cat slapped its paw on the pig's face, "Shut up, be careful that he hears you speak ill of him, and burn you into a roast suckling pig."

"Old man, I see that you have been chasing Hei Zai for a long time, and you must have something to ask for." Yun Zhi smiled, "We are all in a hurry, and you must be in a hurry after waiting for thousands of years, why don't you just say it clearly Come out, how about it?"

The old man smiled lightly, "Yes, my lord, we are cursed by the gods and witches, our bodies will not rot, and our souls will not die. We have been in this tomb of the gods for too long, my lord, you have the blood of the white deer on your body, I beg you to grant it to me." Our blood, let us go to the other side of the netherworld."

"How much? You don't want to suck Hei Zi dry, do you?" Yun Zhi asked.

"No, no, just one drop is enough. There are thirty criminals here, and I just need to trouble my lord to break a little flesh." The old man hurriedly said.

Qi Yin untied the cloth strip on his palm, and with a flick of his left fingertips, thirty drops of blood dangled from the wound in his palm and flew towards the criminals in the tomb.All the criminals knelt on the ground, holding up their palms to catch the dark red blood drop.

The criminals said in unison: "My lord, thank you for your kindness, and may the Great God of White Deer bless you and protect you for a long life and good health."

Drops of blood were suspended in the air and fell between their eyebrows.Every criminal's body was glowing with white light, and the scorched black shell was cracked, revealing their original appearance.Their hair is braided and hangs down on their round shoulders. Most of them are half naked, with tattoos of demons and charms on their chests and backs, and some have tattoos of white deer flying to the moon.Looking down, there is a silver skirt tied around the waist, with jingling bone ornaments wrapped around it.They bowed to Qi Yin again, the big silver rings dangling under their ears, blinking and blinking.

"My lord, please remember that once you leave the tomb of the gods, you must never reveal his name. He is an evil spirit, and he will come back one day to take revenge on you, the gods, and the whole world." The old man kowtowed, "He His name is Wu Yuli."

After finishing speaking, all the white souls began to dissipate, like clouds and smoke in a mountain depression, drifting away.

"Old man, what is your crime?" Qi Yin asked.

"I raised him," the old man's empty eyes filled with crystal tears, "I raised that evil ghost... I saw the purple firefly fly out of his palm for the first time with my own eyes, and I also watched him lie down. A golden figurine with a silver lock into the Xuan Xuan. That evil ghost, that child..."

The soul dissipated, and the tomb passage became quiet again, leaving only a shallow sigh, leaving with the wind.