After Marrying the Lord of the Underworld

The place Lu Yingjiu mentioned is outside the reference hall.

From his angle, he could just see the upstairs of the hall outside.His keen eyesight allowed him to see in the dark, and there was a trace of a door on the wall.

It's very shallow, so if you don't pay attention, you can ignore it.

Chen Xiaoling asked again: "So, this Liang Qiufeng has been dealt with? Will there be no more ghosts here?"

Lu Yingjiu shook his head: "There is still a strong yin energy here. If you leave it alone, the tourists from that tour group will appear here again in a few days, entering the next cycle of death. There is one more thing I don't understand, Liang Qiufeng What is the motive for revenge against these people?"

"Then I don't know either. Give me some time, and I'll definitely find out, but it's really troublesome." Chen Xiaoling blinked, "My makeup is almost gone."

The three of them headed towards the curator's office first.

Jing Xian put down the door panel and aligned it with the marks on the wall.

The wall began to squirm, the door panel sank lightly, and finally completely fit into the wall.Lu Yingjiu was able to unscrew the handle this time, and with a "squeak", the door opened.

It was a cool moonlight in front of my eyes.

The moonlight was extremely bright, shining on the pear wooden table, illuminating a pile of messy documents.The name tag is placed in front of the table, which says "Zhang Chengzhou".The books on the bookshelves are densely packed, most of which are materials in the library and periodicals on the study of mental illness.

A scroll of calligraphy hangs in the middle of the room.

【Heaven】

The brushwork is unrestrained and unrestrained, similar to the calligraphy in Ye Deyong's office.

The Zhang family's admiration for the way of heaven is much more fanatical than other families.Lu Yingjiu walked through the entire office, and found small rune imprints on the corners of the walls, the bottom of the bookcase, and the back of the table, all of which were used to pray to the heavens.Including the pendant on the bookmark, the front is carved with Diting Tayun, and the back is an eye in the auspicious cloud.

Even after so many years, the house looks neat and tidy.

Lu Yingjiu dug out the unused talisman paper, fountain pen, string of copper coins, safety talisman, etc. from the drawer.Going back to the pear wood table, he found another small locked cabinet.

Jing Xian came over: "I'll help you open it."

Lu Yingjiu pushed him away: "Don't cause damage." After speaking, he took out the universal paper clip, straightened it and poked it into the keyhole.

He was skilled and quickly picked the lock.

Inside was an old cell phone with a few scratches on the screen.

He tentatively pressed the power button, and unexpectedly, the screen lit up.

The startup animation is extremely long, and the white light illuminates the room.After the loading was complete, the text message page automatically popped up, displaying several text messages from more than half a year ago.

【Sender: Liang Qiufeng

I heard everything, there is something wrong with that tourist group, they are just a bunch of scum]

——Lu Yingjiu couldn't help frowning.

Liang Qiufeng had died half a year ago, that is to say, his obsession was still there, and he used this method to continue to communicate with the living.Director Zhang, who resigned two years ago, is his contact person.

Zhang Chengzhou replied: [Did you move the magic circle in the museum? 】

Liang Qiufeng did not reply.

Zhang Chengzhou posted again: [What are you thinking? 】

[Don't have any evil thoughts, I don't want to attack you]

【Liang Qiufeng, reply me】

【We all know about your son, he won't want you to do this.You wait, I am in Huanzhou now, and I will come back to find you soon, good brother, I hope you can go to the afterlife in a good manner, and you must not embark on the path of eternal doom! 】

After that, Zhang Chengzhou sent several more messages.

Liang Qiufeng never replied.

Chen Xiaoling compared the time of the text message, and said: "One day after this text message, there was a house fire case, and the people in that tour group died. Of course, no one else was injured except them."

She read the text message again: "But what does this 'Dharma Circle of Truth Listening' refer to?"

Lu Yingjiu didn't answer her immediately.

He took out the other papers in the drawer, and then sat down on the office chair with the information he found on the bookshelf.

The office chair is comfortable and spacious, and the whole person can sink easily.He leaned against the back of the chair, and the moonlight outside the window just fell on half of his body, outlining his painted profile.

He then clicked on some information and said, "Listening to the contract with the Zhang family, listening to everything, including people's hearts. If you set up its formation in this museum, you will be able to hear the voices of passers-by when you meet someone who knows how to do it. "

"That is to say," Chen Xiaoling said, "for some reason, Liang Qiufeng knew the formation and heard the voices of the tourists."

"Yes. He and Zhang Chengzhou have been friends for many years. If you know how to exorcise ghosts, it is not difficult to learn the formation." Lu Yingjiu nodded, "He used the formation after he became a ghost. He heard that this tourist group The voice of his heart, so he planned revenge."

"As for the reason for revenge, it may be this."

He pulled out a newspaper.

It was a news report: [A 14-year-old depressed boy was bullied on campus and committed suicide by jumping off a building on the evening of the 18th]

"This is..." Chen Xiaoling narrowed his eyes, "Is this Liang Qiufeng's child?"

"Yes." Lu Yingjiu said, "here is a photo of them together. His son has a mental illness and was bullied by his classmates and committed suicide. That's why he hates people who don't respect patients so much. The power of listening makes him hear The voice of the tourists also made him plan this revenge."

Chen Xiaoling suddenly realized: "It turned out to be like this. No wonder his ghost is still wandering in the museum. It turned out to be fishing for law enforcement. However, it is not easy for this tour group to gather so many scumbags."

Lu Yingjiu said, "Have you ever heard a joke about an airplane and God?"

"What?" Chen Xiaoling blinked.

Jing Xian also pricked up his ears to listen: This is the first time Lu Yingjiu told a joke.

Lu Yingjiu said: "When a man gets married, he swears that if he betrays his wife, God will punish him. It didn't take long before he betrayed her."

"Scum." Jing Xian said, suddenly feeling very sincere.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He felt that Jing Xian was alluding to something that had not given him a title before.

He cleared his throat and continued: "The man encountered a storm while flying the plane. He remembered the oath and hurriedly prayed to God: 'I should not break my oath, but the other passengers on the plane are innocent, please temporarily Get past me first!'”

"In the end, God told him: 'What is innocent? Do you think it's easy for me to spend so many years gathering people for this plane?'"

Chen Xiaoling: "..."

Lu Yingjiu said: "Sometimes it's not a coincidence, but something destined in fate." He looked at the contact text message on the phone again, and sighed, "It's not easy for him to take revenge for the sake of the child, it's reasonable, but Things can’t go on like this anymore.”

He piled up all the materials, and told Chen Xiaoling: "But we know that Zhang Chengzhou was in Huanzhou half a year ago, and he probably went back to this museum. At least there is a clue."

Chen Xiaoling nodded: "Well, I can check, but it will take a lot of time."

They finally searched the room again to make sure there was nothing left behind.

Mao Tuanzi sniffed the ground, then suddenly wagged its tail and yelled at the bookcase in the corner.Jing Xian went over and moved the entire bookcase away.

Behind is a clean white wall, nothing.

Lu Yingjiu frowned slightly, and stroked her hand.The wall was very flat, and the wall powder stuck to his fingertips during the groping process.

Jing Xian also leaned over and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, stroking the wall in the same way.

After a while, the two looked at each other and said in unison: "Blood."

"What blood?" Chen Xiaoling probed.Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian were too tall, she couldn't see past her shoulders in her high heels, so she could only look with her head out.

Lu Yingjiu tapped the wall: "There used to be a formation here, and it was a yin formation. There are still ways to make it visible. It is said that qi is yang and blood is yin, and it can be restored by pouring blood—— Of course, the blood of a woman is the best."

Chen Xiaoling: "..."

She glanced at Lu Yingjiu, then at Jingxian.

Under the moonlight, the two of them were handsome and handsome, their heads tilted at exactly the same angle, they looked like husband and wife.

And their eyes were all focused on her: Lu Yingjiu had an inexplicable expectation in his eyes, and Jing Xian followed his gaze with an inquiring interest.

She crossed her arms and took a half step back: "You, what are you going to do? I'm anemic! Go to the blood donation cart and donate a 200cc one that makes me dizzy!"

Lu Yingjiu sighed softly, a little disappointed: "Forget it, I'll find another way."

Jing Xian said, "No need."

"Why not?" Chen Xiaoling immediately woke up, "I don't want to lose any blood!"

Jing Xian shook his head, and slapped the table next to him casually.

A scarlet formation appeared silently.

Most of the time, the formations drawn by the exorcist give people the impression that they are grand and upright.And every stroke of his formation is like thick blood, outlining a strange and distorted figure, which makes people feel uneasy.

"Crack-"

Terrible screams came from it, and some creatures were restless.Jing Xian directly stretched out his hand, his whole right hand was submerged in the formation, and he pulled it lightly.

"Ka Ka Ka!" In his hand, a black bat with only a mouth kept flapping its wings, full of yin.Lu Yingjiu had never seen this ghost before, so he judged from experience that it was some kind of scavenging ghost.

"What the hell is this?!" Chen Xiaoling took a few steps back and leaned against the corner, "Big-mouthed bat? I didn't realize that you are still a Pokémon master."

"This kind is called a blood bat." Jing Xian explained, "I like to suck blood and brains the most."

He let Lu Yingjiu move away from the wall, and then grabbed the blood bat's wings, aiming its mouth at the wall.

"Ouch! Ooh——" After a burst of violent vomiting, the blood bat "yue" vomited a big mouthful of blood and smeared it on the wall.

Then there was a steady stream of blood, Jingxian took it and sprayed blood on the wall like a water gun.All of a sudden, the white walls turned red, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

There are really many strange things about Jingxian.

He had every reason to suspect that this thing was raised in a certain palace of Jing Xian, maybe he even let his little devils fight bloody battles with blood bats... This is something Jing Xian can do.

Blood gurgled down, but a few pieces of wall skin remained clean all the time.

Gradually, Lu Yingjiu could see the pattern: the pure white part formed a circular logo, and the pattern in the middle was very similar to that of a seven-pointed star, but it was mixed with more and more complicated patterns.

He had never seen such a formation.

Blood flow has stagnated.

Jing Xian casually opened another formation, stuffed the limp bat back after vomiting blood, and returned to Lu Yingjiu's side.

Mao Tuanzi was bouncing up and down underneath, howling anxiously.Jing Xian picked it up and stroked its head: "Don't worry about that ugly bat, I still like you the most."

Mao Tuan sticks out his tongue in joy.

Regardless of the scarlet on the wall, Lu Yingjiu stretched out her hand to caress it, carefully analyzing every path.

With his understanding of ghost exorcism, he knew that this was a formation that required seven mediums to complete, and it should be able to summon...or open something.

——What is the medium?

His eyes swept over the intertwined lines like tree roots: those lines intertwined into a vague human shape.

So, the medium is people.

But it is not the kind of living sacrifice, but requires seven exorcists to maintain the formation together.

——Turn on what?

Lu Yingjiu observed for a long time, but had no clue.There are really too many secrets in the business of exorcising ghosts. As one of the aristocratic families, the Zhang family has a long history, and it is not something he can figure out all at once.

He took half a step back, took out his phone and took a picture of the formation.

But seeing Jing Xian's solemn expression, he said: "This formation is related to the ghost world."

Lu Yingjiu was stunned: "How could it be?"

Jing Xian pointed at the formation: "The ten different symbols here represent the ten halls of the ghost world. But even if they are placed in the ghost world, the symbols are very old, and I haven't seen them for many years."

Lu Yingjiu stood back beside him and said: "The Zhang family respects the way of heaven, and they are generally unwilling to communicate with the ghost world, let alone this kind of large-scale formation that requires seven ghost exorcists to work together."

The formations related to the ghost world are generally sorcery.

For example, forcibly summoning the soul, suppressing the soul, or summoning a ghost to kill.No serious exorcist would touch such a thing.

Yin and Yang are separated.

Chu Qianju, who was the first to borrow power from the ghost world, and the first one who dared to invite God, has already received a terrible punishment.How could the Zhang family know and respect the power of heaven to do such a thing?

Jing Xian was very sure: "I will never admit my mistake. If you go back, this should be a sign of the previous ghost king." He looked at the wall and said, "I don't understand the formation of the ghost exorcist."

Lu Yingjiu glanced at him: "I don't understand at all."

Jing Xian followed good advice and immediately changed his words: "I don't know anything about the formations of ghost exorcists. Just talking about the places related to the ghost world, they should want...to go to the ghost world."

Lu Yingjiu slightly opened her eyes.

He hesitated and said, "That should be a matter of certain death."

Numerous senior ghost exorcists have already proved that if the living go to the ghost world, they will definitely die.

That is a place that only belongs to cold wind, blood and violent ghosts.

"Perhaps this is what they are working hard for." Jing Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, and a look of hostility flashed across his face, "The ghost world is boundless, even I can't see every corner all the time. What's more, the old ghost king is very cunning, Maybe it really left some flaws."

"The last ghost king?" Lu Yingjiu thought for a while, "Where is he now?"

Jing Xian smiled: "I've died long ago." This smile was so sinister, like a ferocious beast baring its fangs.

Lu Yingjiu: "..." As expected.

However, could it be said that the Zhang family really tried to go to the ghost world?

Chen Xiaoling saw them muttering for a long time, so she couldn't help asking: "How is your discussion going? It seems to be getting colder and colder here. Is that Liang Qiufeng coming again?"

The surrounding air is indeed getting heavier and heavier.

Lu Yingjiu looked inside the house again, and after confirming that there was nothing missing, he said, "Let's go out."

He took Zhang Chengzhou's cell phone and various documents, called Jing Xian over and stuffed them into his four-dimensional backpack—the stuffing process was not very smooth, Mao Tuanzi bit off a few leftovers, and ate them with relish.

The three left the office.

After closing the door, Chen Xiaoling looked back, but she caught something out of the corner of her eye.

There was a black figure at the end of the corridor!

Her breath was stagnant, and she hurriedly patted the road to welcome the wine.Lu Yingjiu had already discovered it, and looked over, only to hear the black figure say in a hoarse voice: "Outsiders are not allowed to enter the office..."

"You're an employee and you're crazy!" Chen Xiaoling hid behind Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian, feeling extremely safe, shaking her head, "Now you still care about tourists?"

The figure stumbled and said again: "No, no, no entry into his office, no entry into the dean's office. Outsiders, no entry into the office..."

He tilted his head in thought for a few seconds.

Thick black mist gathered around him, and the wind blew——

Whoa!

Countless human faces flew out of the darkness, hovered in the air, and looked down at them.

It turned out to be those horrifying self-portraits again!They broke free from the picture frame in the hall and came chasing here!

Chen Xiaoling cursed secretly: "I just like these ghost things so much..."

Lu Yingjiu was holding the talisman paper in his hand, and was about to throw it out when the self-portrait started flying.

They folded, danced wildly in the air, and gathered together, as if they were woven together by an invisible hand.

Layers overlap and climb steadily.

They... form a brain-like object, which has all the necessary structures, brain sulcus, frontal lobe, temporal lobe... everything is missing, it is as high as two floors, facing them.The paper is still rubbing, as if the brain is wriggling. If they have a fear of giant objects, their hands and feet may already be weak by now.

But they don't.

"It's ugly." Jing Xian commented.

"Indeed." Lu Yingjiu agreed with him.

Chen Xiaoling: "...is this the point?"

The brain squirmed violently again.

Suddenly, a bright light came out of it.

Its brightness was like a large searchlight on a stage, or like a flashlight beam during a night patrol in a museum. With a "click", it focused on Chen Xiaoling with heat.

Before Chen Xiaoling could react, her eyes became hollow.

"Huh?" She murmured, "How many steps are there to the second floor? Why didn't I count them all?" She turned her head stiffly, her voice dry, "I, I'm going to go back and count them again. Can't go wrong."

OCD!

It's OCD again!

Liang Qiufeng must have used this method to force the tourist group to suffer from mental illness.Lu Yingjiu frowned, pasted a talisman and stepped forward to grab Chen Xiaoling's wrist.

When the light fell on him, he was also slightly dizzy, as if something was trying to tamper with his brain consciousness.

But the problem is not big, there is enough time for him to take Chen Xiaoling to a safe place.It was the heat brought by the light like an oven, which made him sweat suddenly on his forehead.

Just as he was about to take a step, suddenly there was darkness in front of him.

Looking back, Jing Xian stood in front of the two of them.His angle was chosen well, and his own long shadow was just able to block them all.

Without the light, Chen Xiaoling's eyes became clear all of a sudden, she covered her head and said, "Ah, my head... hiss, it hurts so much, what happened just now..."

Lu Yingjiu walked towards Jingxian quickly.

Rationally, he knows that Jing Xian cannot be threatened by a ghost of this level, but he is still anxious at this moment.

"Jing Xian, are you okay?" He asked.

"How can..." Jing Xian looked back at him, and suddenly frowned, "Ah, my head hurts so much!"

Lu Yingjiu:? ! !

He was in a state of panic—God knows how long it had been since he had been exorcising a ghost like this.He hurriedly took out the talisman paper and stuck it on Jing Xian's body, holding Jing Xian by the hand while sticking it, and took him behind him.

Unexpectedly, Jing Xian was not touched, but he was hugged instead.

Before Lu Yingjiu could react, he was kissed heavily on the face.

Lu Yingjiu:?

Jing Xian looked sincere: "I feel better after kissing you! Otherwise, let's kiss again!"

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He pushed Jing Xian away and poked him hard: "Did it strengthen your love brain??"

"Yes yes yes." Jing Xian was not ashamed, "Maybe this is also a kind of mental illness, you have to help me cure it." After speaking, he hugged his wife's slender waist again, contented.

Chen Xiaoling: "..." She just felt that her head was hurting even more.

Seeing this scene, Liang Qiufeng at the end of the corridor let out a deafening roar! !

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he yelled, furiously furious.

——At this moment, even though it was very inappropriate, Chen Xiaoling still felt empathy for him inexplicably.

"...Brother, I understand," she murmured, "I also want to kill this pair of dogs."