Ancient Art of Sealing Ghosts

It was too late to say it, and then I jumped forward, dodging the sudden attack behind me, then rolled on the spot, quickly adjusted my posture, and at the same time called Xiao Hai, and tied her with her long, black, thick hair. Hold the opponent and block his next move.

When the danger was gone, I took a closer look, and it was one of these Gu people who attacked me. I didn't notice it before, maybe because it had been hiding in the dark and didn't show up, and it was waiting for an opportunity to find our loopholes, hoping to kill us with a single blow.

This has to make me wonder if the guy manipulating the Gu people is watching nearby, otherwise how could these unconscious Gu people make such a high IQ judgment.

"Chu Yang, get out of the way!" Sister Xuan shouted coquettishly, I quickly reacted and hid to the side, only to hear a burst of intense gunshots, after the crazy gunpowder smoke, the Gu who wanted to sneak attack me was blasted to pieces .

After killing this one, I looked at the uncle who was concentrating on deciphering the mystery stone. The uncle felt my gaze, raised his eyes to meet my gaze, and then nodded slightly.

At this time, my uncle and I had a heart-to-heart connection for the first time, and we both saw what we wanted to express in each other's eyes. This was probably because we were all thinking about the inexplicable origins of these Gu people.

I calmed down, controlled Xiao Hai to interfere with those Gu people, and fixed them in place one by one, so that it would be convenient for Dao Feng and Ji Xuan to attack, but I was wondering where the manipulator behind the scenes would be hiding, and why he insisted on killing us Is it impossible to die?

The uncle obviously thought of this too, but at the moment he was focusing all his energy on finding the entrance to the ancient tomb, so naturally he didn't pay attention to such small characters.

After eliminating all the Gu people, we looked at the wreckage of severed fingers all over the floor, all showing expressions of disgust and doubt.

Dao Feng's right hand was already soaked in dirty blood foam, but he didn't care at all, half leaning against the old tree behind him, he took the wet tissue from Ji Xuan and wiped it casually.

The corner of my mouth twitched, and I turned to look at the uncle and asked, "Have you confirmed where the entrance to the ancient tomb is? How far is it from here? Since someone is following you, we'd better go in early."

The uncle nodded slightly, showing some helplessness in his expression: "I did determine the approximate range before, but I couldn't determine the exact location."

Then, the uncle pointed to the pattern on the stone plate, and said: "I can only be sure that the ancient tomb is related to this ghost character, but it is really difficult to decipher the exact location with just this word. Now we It has already entered the range shown on the map, and the rest is to search slowly, and pay attention to everything that may be related to ghosts."

I looked at the complex graphics and characters with unclear meanings on the stone plate, and found that there were many hidden symbols symbolizing astrology, Yin-Yang and Taiji. Converged into a mysterious map, I can only see a strange ear and an obvious but small ghost character on that map.

"Oh." I looked away, coughed in embarrassment, and said, "It's simple, if I see a ghost, I'll tell you right away."

After hearing my words, the uncle sneered, and said, "It doesn't necessarily refer to ghosts, it may just be a symbol, for example, the word ghost can represent something in reality, or something near the ancient tomb. Looks like a ghost."

"..." Knowing that I was already ashamed, I tightly shut my mouth and resolutely stopped saying anything, thinking that in the future, if I could not speak in front of uncle, I would save face and pain.

Pretending not to care, I turned my head and saw Dao Feng looking at me with a smile that was not a smile.

Following behind the uncle, we continued to circle in the woods for a long time, until the sky was completely dark, and the surroundings were completely silent and gloomy.

Taking out the wolf-eye flashlight, I looked at the shadowy trees around me, and whispered, "If there is no ghost in this place, I will chop off my head and kick it as a ball. Damn it, it's so fucking creepy." People who are born with ghosts and ghosts can feel the strange oppression and coldness in the woods, which is definitely not the feeling that ordinary woods can emit.

"Where there are ancient tombs, there will be a similar sense of depression around, and you will get used to it in the future." Dao Feng glanced at me and said lightly.

"Be taught, be taught..." I nodded, looking at Dao Feng's stern face, I suddenly wanted him to say a few more words. After all, I have been with them for so long, and what I hear most often is the uncle's nagging. Forcing, followed by Sister Xuan's domineering and cursing. Most of the time, Dao Feng just kept silent and stood aside to observe. I can count the things he has said so far with one hand.

To what extent does this guy lack the ability to communicate with people?

"Forget it, let's sleep here for one night today. Let's rest and get up tomorrow and continue looking." The uncle sighed, stepped on the relatively flat ground under his feet, and muttered: "It should be around here, why is it still there?" Can't see it."

I dug out a sleeping bag for camping from my hiking backpack, and a few packs of compressed cans and mineral water, and threw them to them respectively. Then I saw the uncle picked up a few dry branches from around, trying to light a bonfire.

"Go and pick up some dry branches. It's cold here. Without a heat source, you'll have to freeze to death in the middle of the night." The uncle frowned, looking at the few scattered branches in his hand, and ordered: "We must also prevent wild animals from approaching."

Dao Feng put down the water in his hand when he heard this, stood up and left.

I looked at his back, jumped up and said, "Wait, I'll go too."

The camping site chosen by the uncle is relatively flat and open, without the intertwined roots of other places, and there are many fewer branches.

I quickly caught up with Dao Feng, and together with him, I found a place with many broken branches, bent down and hugged the dead branches on the ground one by one in my arms.In order to avoid insufficient amount of branches at night, we deliberately picked up some more, and the ones we picked were relatively large and did not have much water, so that the wood could be turned into charcoal, so that it would not disappear after burning.

While picking it up, I paid attention to Dao Feng's movements, thinking about which topic would most arouse his interest, but in the end I was too involved in thinking, and unknowingly reached a trough.

Seeing me standing there in a daze, Dao Feng came over and asked, "What?"

I took a flashlight to the inside of the trough, and found that it wasn't very deep inside, and I could vaguely see the bottom, so I said, "We haven't found this place after walking for so long today, what do you think is going down here?"

"I don't know." Dao Feng shook his head, squatted down and looked down carefully.

"Could the ancient tomb be here?" I moved my gaze from the bottom of the valley to Dao Feng, seeing his dark eyes shining slightly in the darkness, I felt a little dazed.

The eyes and hair of ordinary Chinese people are not completely black. It should be said that most of them are more or less yellowish. Brown and chestnut are very common, but it is rare to have such a thorough and pure black like Daofeng. So when I first saw him, I completely remembered him, especially those eyes, which are really attractive to put it mildly.

Just as I was staring at Daofeng and waiting for his answer, there was an extremely imperceptible sound in my ears. Before I realized that it was footsteps, a hand slammed onto my back and pushed me hard. Push into the trough.

This series of movements was very fast and silent, and I didn't react at all. I had already fallen from the edge of the trough. The last bit of energy I want to see is who pushed me just now.

My efforts failed, however, and I saw no part of it except a pale hand.

Since that person can approach me like a ghost without being discovered by Dao Feng, it is enough to prove that he is sure that he will not be seen by us.

When I fell to the bottom of the valley, Dao Feng immediately reached out and grabbed me, but the force of the fall was too great, and he was unprepared, so I took me down immediately.

When I saw Dao Feng also fall, I hurriedly put my arms around his waist and put one hand behind his back, tightly protecting him in my arms, thinking that I was not careful this time, and I will be the last one, and I can’t let him Injuried.

The two of us rolled to the bottom in embarrassment, and fell into a pile of dead branches and rotten leaves. I don’t know how long the broken leaves have been piled up here. We plunged into it with a strong earthy smell, and we were almost suffocated to death by the smell.

"Daofeng?" Struggling to get up, the flashlight disappeared when it fell, so I could only feel for Daofeng with my hands, but before I could stand still, I felt something grabbing my ankle.

"Fuck!" I yelled, and my body fell down again involuntarily. The thing was so powerful that it dragged me down.

"Chu Yang!" Dao Feng was not far from me, he grabbed my arm, but he was taken in together because he had nowhere to go.

The two of us rolled into a ball among the rotten leaves. I tried to stand up several times but failed. I would always fall back on Daofeng. I heard his heavy breathing and knew that he was trying to stabilize his body.

I was in a hurry, knowing that the things below were definitely not good stubble, so I couldn't help scratching at random with my hands, trying to find something that I could leverage on. When he reached a place that he shouldn't touch, he immediately felt a slight tremor in his warm body, followed by a low and muffled groan: "Hey..."

"Sorry... um, cough..." In my panic, my old face was slightly hot, and I opened my mouth to apologize, but the soil and leaves poured into my mouth in an instant choked my throat, and my struggle became even more miserable.

I don't know how deep it is below. We tried our best to resist the force of that thing, but we were dragged a long way. Seeing the surrounding fallen leaves gradually turn into layers of entangled vines, we knew that this was not the real bottom.

"Don't move." Dao Feng buried his head on my neck, grabbed the vine beside him to slow down the sinking, and touched my calf with the other hand: "What is this..."

I hugged Dao Feng's waist tightly to make him fit me so as to prevent the two from being separated. At the same time, I pulled a few vines to barely fix my body. I felt Dao Feng's warm breath spraying on my neck, and I couldn't help feeling a little hot in my heart. .

"Who knows, did you touch that thing?" In order to avoid getting mud poured into my mouth again, I could only lower my head and answer sullenly: "Fuck, I'm about to lose my grip."