Doe

Just as he was talking, the digging ahead suddenly stopped.On the first day of the junior high school, they made gestures to Shi Wunian. Their gestures obviously had special meanings.The original bright place disappeared into the darkness in an instant, and in the dark corridor, you can't see your fingers, only the thin light like a heart lock firefly remains.

"We have a situation here, we will talk about it later." Shi Wu read.

Something happened at this time!Baili Jueming felt as if he was on fire in his heart, and he couldn't listen to half of the secrets, as if holding back halfway through shit.

"No problem." Mu Pingwu said, "If you have spare energy, you can go to the bunker. The octagonal bronze mirror is still in the bunker. Listening to my dictation is worse than seeing it with your own eyes. Seniors may remember the past when they see it. "

"Are you serious?" Baili Jueming was still thinking about the bastard's lies about him.

"My grandson's life depends on seniors to save him, how dare I lie to him again?"

No matter how much he dared not play tricks again.Baili Jueming replied "OK", turned off the lock, and cut off contact.He put away the heart lock and rushed to the front of the team.On the first day of the new year, they dug a small hole the size of a palm, and the light of butter oil leaked out of the hole.It's normal that there is no light in this broken place, and it is not a good thing to have light.Standing in the round halo, Chu Yi made another gesture.Everyone's movements were extremely slow, tiptoeing, and landed silently.Baili Jueming understood that the first gesture meant "There is a situation, turn off the lights", and the second gesture was "There is a ghost, keep silent".

Shi Wu Nian stretched his waist and made a "please" gesture to Baili Jueming.

Baili Jueming was very satisfied with this kid who was respectful to him.Going to the hole and looking outside, there is a skinny woman sitting in the dark room, with her back to them, facing a huge mirror case.A female corpse is not something to be afraid of, it's just that the female corpse is moving.She was holding a handful of gold combs in her long and thin hands, and she was combing her hair one by one.

Shi Wunian took Baili Jueming's hand and wrote on his palm: "Mrs. Mu."

Baili Jueming's eyes widened, that was actually Mu Zhishen's old lady!Rumor has it that Mu Jingxian killed his wife to preach, but did Mrs. Mu turn into a demon?

In a hut covered in blood and mud, a woman sits there with a candle combing her hair. This creepy sight will scare ordinary people out of their wits. Fortunately, the people here are not ordinary people, let alone Baili Jueming and Shi Wunian None of the subordinates who Shi Wu read their names indiscriminately changed their faces.

It is the middle of the night. It is rumored that at this time, light a piece of red wax and comb your hair three times in front of the mirror, and the mirror will connect yin and yang, and ghosts will appear in the mirror.

What does a ghost want to see when he lights wax and combs his hair in the middle of the night?See if there are any other ghosts more beautiful than her?

Soon Baili Jueming knew the answer, because he saw the scene in the mirror——

The female ghost opened her black eyes and smiled eeriely at her own shadow.

Baili Jueming thought he was a terrifying ghost, but this woman's smirk was ten thousand times more terrifying than him.As soon as he saw that terrifying smile clearly, the candle was extinguished, and the inside and outside of the cave were plunged into darkness.No one acted rashly, Shi Wunian and his men kept absolute silence.The people from Shi Wu Nian came in once before, and their judgment of the situation was more accurate than Baili Cassia.It seems that this female ghost is not easy to mess with, and Baili Jueming didn't move.When his flame burns, he doesn't distinguish between friend and foe, they are all destroyed, and it is inconvenient to take action unless it is absolutely necessary.I had to wait and see what Shi Wunian planned to do next.

No one made a sound, and when everything was quiet, the subtle sounds were especially abrupt.Mrs. Mu was still combing her hair, and Baili Jueming could hear the comb teeth rubbing against her rough hair, making a soft rustle.After a while, the sound of combing hair finally stopped, followed by the sound of chairs rubbing against the ground, and the sound of a saw scratching the eardrums like a broken string, which made people's scalp numb.Mrs. Mu probably stood up and began to walk around the room, the sound of the soles of shoes rubbing against the blue bricks suddenly came and went.She seemed to be singing, whispering something, her voice hoarse and erratic.

Baili Jueming wasn't sure what she wanted to do, and many ghosts were starving, especially the ghosts that maintained the ghost realm.This kind of evil ghost is controlled by hunger and will continue to eat raw meat and blood, and the ghost mother will even eat the soul.He recalled Mrs. Mu's ferocious smile, why was she laughing like a ghost?The singing came against the wall, Baili Jueming tensed his back, and stopped Shi Wunian behind him.

The singing sound was getting closer and closer, Baili Jueming was getting closer to the hole in the wall, and the female ghost seemed to be singing in his ear.The tune sounded like a lullaby, as the hoarse voice approached, Baili Jueming gradually heard what she was singing.

"The moon is sharp, the wind is silent,

Deep child deep child eyes closed,

There is a face looking at you outside the window...

Ronger Ronger woke up in the middle of the night,

It hides at the bottom of the cradle...

The basket hangs on the roof beams,

The man-eating ghosts can't catch you..."

Baili Jueming: "..."

"Shen'er" must be Mu Zhishen, and "Rong'er" is Mu Zhishen's younger sister who died young—Mu Miaorong.

Can the siblings fall asleep listening to this thing?

Just thinking about it, the singing stopped abruptly.Everything around fell into silence again, if Shi Wunian was not behind him against his back, Baili Jueming would have thought that he was the only one left in this huge ghost domain.After waiting for a long time, Mrs. Mu's singing never appeared again, and there was no sound of footsteps.Everyone tried to light up the lanterns, and the gold bricks in the aisle shone brightly in the light of the candles.Baili Jueming's head also lit up, and the moment the flames burst out, a pair of black eye sockets appeared in front of his eyes.

The hairs all over his body suddenly sprouted, and he suddenly became like a hedgehog.The female ghost didn't leave at all, her face was stuck in the hole in the wall.Baili Jueming was facing the hole in the wall, only a slap away from her.Subconsciously wanting to put on a real fire, he slapped her face with hot palms.In the middle of the journey, Shi Wunian grabbed his wrist, and he didn't know which acupuncture point he pinched, the flame in his palm suddenly disappeared, and black smoke came out with a chichi.He covered Baili Cassia's mouth, and pulled his back against the mud wall.

Everyone else put down their lanterns, leaning against the mud wall and not daring to breathe.

Mrs. Mu's head broke through the bloody mud, with a comb still in her mouth.Immediately afterwards, two arms as thin as stalks bent, and finally, the whole body crawled in.The female ghost held her hands flat and groped forward.

Turns out she couldn't see.

Everyone carefully bent down to avoid her groping hands, and quietly walked around behind the female ghost.The female ghost found her way, took the comb out of her mouth, and began to sing that eerie lullaby again.She walked away slowly and disappeared into the depths of the bloody mud aisle, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Baili Jueming felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.Mrs. Mu felt very strange to him, he frowned, carefully recalling her appearance, what was wrong with her.

Shi Wunian gave a soft "tsk" sound, and asked his group of ghost servants, "Is she like this when you saw her last time?"

Chu Liu replied: "That's right, her mind is broken, she can't communicate, can't talk. We are afraid that he is Mu Langjun's mother, so we dare not do anything, we just avoid it."

Shi Wunian's eyes were very strange, as if he saw something very fresh.

"She is not a ghost, but a stranger." Shi Wunian said.

Everyone was startled suddenly, even his group of ghost servants who were calm before Mount Tai collapsed were all stunned.Baili Jueming finally realized that he thought Mrs. Mu was weird because she didn't rot at all!If it were an ordinary ghost, not the supernatural ghost mother, who didn't have a six-petal lotus heart, and stayed in the closed ghost domain for 16 years, his body would have rotted into dregs long ago. How could he be like this?She is thin because she is too thin, skinny and skinny.Her vocal cords are also intact, and she can speak clearly.She wasn't dead at all, she was alive.

"A living person?" Chu Liu couldn't figure it out, "How can a living person survive here?"

"If a living person wants to survive, they just need to keep eating and drinking water. There is a well in Mujiabao, and there must be enough water. If you don't pick food, snakes, insects, mice, ants, and even these blood slimes can be eaten." Teacher Wu Nianbao Holding her arm, she tapped her arm with her fingers, "She must not be a normal person, so she can live well in this kind of place."

"Since she's alive, why didn't she be arrested?" Baili Jueming asked, "Don't worry about what's going on in your head, she's Mu Zhishen's old lady after all."

"It's not that simple." Shi Wunian smiled wryly, "Once Mrs. Mu finds out, the ghost castle will change."

"Variety?"

The first day of the first day of the junior high school replied: "A lot of things come out, very tricky. Even if we abandon the physical body, we will get lost in the intricate ghost castle. The brother we are looking for is stuck here because he met Mrs. Mu."

"Then do you want to tell that kid Mu Zhishen?" Baili Jueming asked, "He came here to find his parents, right?"

It's so pitiful that my own mother has ended up in such a field.

Shi Wunian shook his head, "If we tell him, he will definitely die. Mu Pingwu keeps saying that he has already told the whole story, but this person is deceitful, and there may be other things to hide. Mu Zhishen is alive, and he just plays our trump card If you take him, you won't have to worry about Mu Pingwu not being honest with you."

"You man, didn't you say that Mu Zhishen is your friend, and you took him as a card so quickly?"

Shi Wunian tilted his head and smiled, "The child's actions are all for the convenience of the foster father, and the foster father is the last one to let me down. Compared with the foster father, the foster father is naturally more important than friends."

Baili Jueming: "..."

This person was very strange, he was so devoted to Baili Jueming from the very beginning.After much deliberation, the only thing they can remember about Baili Jueming is the inheritance of Baochenshan's martial arts, and the six-petal lotus heart in his chest that no one else can use except him.The six-petal lotus heart was brought back by Shi Wunian for him, so what this kid is coveting is his practice.

Many people from the Hundred Families of the Immortal Sect think that the inheritance of Baochen Mountain is a peerless thaumaturgy, and as long as they worship under Baili Jueming's sect, they will definitely be reborn and be on the way.So when he was in Baochen Mountain in the past, Jiangzuo's gang of pigs rushed to him to fill his disciples.If the apprentice fails, he is willing to be a concubine serving tea and water.

In fact, according to Baili Jueming's personal experience, what realm a person can reach depends on his talent.For example, he has a hundred miles of cassia, and his talent is outstanding, so he is invincible.Another example is Xunwei, who is weak and can be blown down by a gust of wind. Even if he becomes his apprentice of Baili Jueming, he is still an ordinary little vase.

In order to please him, Shi Wu read to him so much gold, but he could only read an empty promise to Shi Wu, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.Baili Jueming patted him on the shoulder and praised him: "Good boy, you are a dutiful son. I'll ask someone to set up an archway for you later."

"..." Shi Wunian had almost nothing to say, "The way foster father praises people...is really unique."

Baili Jueming turned around and got into the hole in the wall that Mrs. Mu made.The ghost attendant followed behind, carrying a lantern to patrol the hut.It was also an area that had been eroded, and most of the room was covered with creeper-like blood mud.The stench of mud and wood was sickening.Baili Jueming and all the ghost attendants stopped imitating breathing at the same time, only Shi Wunian couldn't help it, and his lips were drawn into a line.

Finally, there is a spacious place, put the lantern on the ground, and spread out the map to study.Although the blood and mud will move, the road explored by the ghost servant last time is not in vain.They left gold bricks at road junctions that could serve as road signs.Baili Cassia clicked his tongue, how rich he must be, and the road signs are all made of gold bricks.

Shi Wunian divided the ten-person team into two groups, one group of five people, one group went to look for Mu Zhishen, and the other group followed him and Baili Jueming to accompany Yuexuan.Although Banyuexuan was not far from their current location, there was a thick layer of blood mud between them, and there was no road, so they had to dig and dig. It would probably take a lot of work.

After the discussion, the people who went to find Mu Zhishen set off immediately, and the rest of the people rested in place and set off after half a stick of incense.Baili Jueming couldn't stay idle, walking around the room.There was a wooden horse on the ground, wrapped in bloody mud like a blood horse, staring at him with two dark eyes, with an indescribable horror.There were some dirty wooden toys scattered on the ground, and when they were picked up, they were stained with blood.There is a wall that is still intact inside, covered with yellow paper spells, and the runes are all painted with blood, which looks very gloomy at first glance.There is an ever-burning lamp in the corner, surrounded by engravings of Qingxinjue.It wasn't the first time I saw Changming Lantern and Qingxinjue Baili Jueming. I dug a tunnel and saw several along the way.Blood mud is afraid of fire, and these ever-burning lights have been preserved intact.

I just don't know what it is used for and who left it.

This looks like a child's house, with all the furniture very low, it is probably the dormitory of the young Mu Zhishen and his sister.After turning around, Baili Jueming found that the room was very strange.

It has no bed.

"Hang the basket on the roof beam,

The man-eating ghosts can't catch you..."

Baili Jueming suddenly remembered the nursery rhyme Mrs. Mu sang, and raised his face to look around.Sure enough, a small bed hung from a beam by four arm-thick iron chains, just above his head.All other wood was eroded by blood mud, but this little bed was unharmed.He climbed up the beam along the pillars, held up the lantern and looked at the bed.There are two clay puppets sleeping on it, one is wearing a green gauze skirt, the other is wearing a blue vest, probably a woman and a man.Baili Jueming used a light pole to draw out one of the dolls wearing a vest, held it in his hand and looked at it. The back of the doll had "Mu Zhishen" written on it.

In the Taoism of Xianmen, dolls are very taboo objects, because such things are usually related to cursing and lowering their heads.It was expected that Mu Zhishen's old lady would not curse her own child, but according to the content of the ballad, she seemed to want to protect Mu Zhishen.Put a doll hanging in the hammock... Baili Jueming thought about it, and suddenly realized that this doll is a stand-in, replacing Mu Zhishen to attract the attention of ghosts.Shaking the doll, the cavity was empty, as if there were a few hard stones inside.If I guess correctly, it should be Mu Zhishen's teeth that were replaced when he was a child.If there is Mu Zhishen's aura on the doll, the ghosts will take it as Mu Zhishen.

The other doll should be the substitute of Mu Zhishen's younger sister, Baili Jueming looked up, but found that the bed was empty, the doll was gone.

Hallucination?He clearly saw two dolls on it.

Maybe the baby Mu Zhishen fell while hooking it, he thought.Climb down along the beams and pillars, search for it, but there is no doll underneath.

"Ronger Ronger woke up in the middle of the night,

It's tucked away at the bottom of the cradle..."

Raising the wind lantern, the buttery light scorched the bottom of the small wooden bed, and Baili Jueming saw an ink dripping grimace drawn on it, the whole body was pitch black, with bared teeth and bared fangs.Sure enough, there was a correspondence. It seems that the shocking change in Mujiabao did have other secrets, and it was not what the outside world rumored at all.Baili Jueming carefully identified the ghost painted on the back of the bed board, but after looking at it for a long time, he couldn't figure out what it was.

Where did Mu Miaorong's doll go?Feeling uneasy, he took out a locust tree leaf and wiped his eyes, the scene in front of him suddenly became foggy.It was originally dark, but now it is even more unclear.He rubbed his eyes vigorously, wandered around, and finally found a row of small hidden footprints on the floor.

The knuckles are so big, it looks like the footprints of clay dolls, extending straight to the moon hole window.

These are ghost footprints, which can only be seen by Huai Ye rubbing his eyes.

"Shen'er, Shen'er, close your eyes,

There is a face looking at you outside the window..."

Footsteps plunged into the unfathomable darkness, Baili Jueming looked in the direction of the window, and somehow remembered the nursery rhyme sung by Mrs. Mu.Gently moving the wind lamp, the light slowly covered the moon hole window in the distance, and a pale face gradually became clear.Outside the window, in the halo, Mrs. Mu was holding a clay doll, looking at him coldly with eyes like blood pits.