Guiding Spirit [Part 1]

Jiang Mu, who climbed in from the pipe, made several turns and turns in it, and then he didn't know how many meters he went down, and finally got out through a small gap. What was there was dark inside? He couldn't see it, but fortunately, his feet were on solid ground, he? I was somewhat relieved.

The ground here is not level, there are no bricks at all? It's land, with potholes, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the front?

Jiang Mu touched the pocket of his clothes and took it out. Before Xiao Wenke stuffed them with candles and a lighter, the thin air was not within their consideration, and the lighter clicked twice. The candle was lit, and the red exterior was lit with faint candle flames, and the flame flickered, barely illuminating the road.

He walked forward for a while and found that there were many small grid-like rooms on both sides of the corridor. Each room had a heavy iron door with a small window on the door.

It looks like an underground prison, full of oppressive order.

They? Walked and inspected most of the rooms at this time? The doors were open, and the room was empty and cold, but there was nothing inside.And the ghosts in twos and threes were locked in the few rooms that didn't open the doors. The ghosts stood there in a dazed state, neither making noise nor making noise, and their erratic appearance was more obedient than real prisoners.

He touched the big door and the wall. It was cold to the touch, and there was a strong seal on it. The undulating power showed the profound Taoism behind the scenes.

This is a kind of spell that has never been seen before, with strange patterns and unknown functions.

His right hand was still covering it, and suddenly a very faint green fire ignited in the palm to cut off the seal. Jiang Mu frowned slightly, then closed his hand and raised the candle to continue to illuminate the surroundings.

The seal is a bit troublesome, he? Need to find the main formation here.

There are many passages here, like a spider web, extending in all directions, and because it is isolated from the world deep underground, it will inevitably make people feel hazy after a long time.But luckily Jiang Mu didn't feel this way, he was just a little bit sorry he didn't ask Xiao Wenke for two candles, and the candles gradually became shorter as the time passed.

The deeper he went, the deeper and darker he went, and the damp and cold air couldn't stop him, and he experienced a lot of twists and turns. He murmured while searching, that the combination of technology and mysticism is troublesome.

After about half an hour, Jiang Mu stopped at the door of a very inconspicuous hut lined up in a row of houses.

The fluctuation of that strange force is here!

The door is not locked, because there is another seal on it, stronger?.

This time he didn't take the trouble to tear off the iron chain around his waist and slammed it towards the gate with a "swish". The door swung twice but couldn't hold on.

"Boom", collapsed.

In fact, it's not impossible for him to break the doors before, but there are too many houses in this underground prison. After they break down one by one, the people above may have died.

Jiang Mu entered, and there was a very old weasel in the lower right corner of the room, with gray hair and very dull color, sitting on a lotus-shaped altar, which looked like a human being.

He stared at the end and found that the weasel was still alive.

It is definitely not a decent way to use monsters to imitate gods and Buddhas to sit in the seal, because this kind of operation is easy to be backlashed or even condemned by God, but he? Thinking about the behavior of the latter on the island is not surprising, he? It is no exaggeration for the sins they committed to be reborn forever.

"who are you?"

In the dim room under the faint light of the candlelight, an extremely tired and old voice suddenly came. Jiang Mu glanced at the things on the altar and did not speak.

The weasel suddenly opened its eyes, and those small, bean-sized eyes were full of indescribable vicissitudes. It looked him up and down, and blurted out: "Take me away, and I'll help you break the formation." .”

Jiang Mu still didn't answer these words, he? He raised the candle as if he was ignoring it and observing the situation in the room carefully, but in fact he? was also observing it.

The limbs were nailed to the altar with tiny nails, and behind him was a long black needle piercing through the spine. It was unknown how long it had been locked up here, and it had lost the ability to move.

"If you want to save those people above." Seeing that Jiang Mu didn't respond, Weasel whispered again. There was no threat in the words but full of helplessness and powerlessness.

Jiang Mu looked at it and suddenly changed the subject: "You said those people above, are they worth saving?"

Suddenly, the weasel raised his head and there was an inexplicable meaning in his small eyes, "What do you mean?"

He shook his head without explaining, quickly made a seal with his hands, and in an instant, a dazzling green fire shot out from the palm of his hand and shot straight at the altar where the weasel was.

The fire burned quickly and burned the altar clean, but it was strange that the fire seemed to be psychic and carefully avoided the weasel, and then it was extinguished within a few breaths.

The seal on the altar was just broken, which shocked the weasel.

"My name is……"

"What's your name? It doesn't matter, and it won't do you any good if I remember your name." Jiang Mu walked over and pinched the nape of its neck and placed it on his shoulder, then turned his head and walked outside. After the seal of the main formation was broken, every iron door connected below lost its binding force. At this time, the ghosts who were still in the room were awake and stretching their ghost screams wantonly.

The weasel looked at him and said anxiously: "Although most of the ghosts have gone out, the ones staying below are the most difficult ones to deal with. You'd better leave quickly. I know a passage to get back to you." to the top."

Jiang Mu glanced at the limp little thing lying on his shoulder, and said, "You don't need to worry about this, I'm actually here for them."

Who will come for Li Gui?

Really Heavenly Master?

Before the weasel had time to say anything, the ghosts had broken through the door and surrounded them in the corridor almost in the blink of an eye. The gloomy gaze and the strong ghostly aura on his body made it a little terrified.

It is said in the world that weasels are the most evil. If you want them to say that there is nothing more evil than humans, they can't do things like cannibalism, killing souls and refining ghosts.

When its little head was thinking wildly, Jiang Mu pulled the iron chain in his hand without saying a word. The power was as strong as ever? As easy as a leek, he? Holding the yellowed letterhead in his left hand, he looked at the list and said lightly: "It's on the road."

Take away a ghost, and one name is missing from the list.

The weasel jerked around twice, its small eyes fixed on the letter, and it murmured: "...the spirit guide."

It was not difficult for Jiang Mu to deal with such things. He took away the remaining ghosts one by one, but before they could clean them up, there were strange roars in the deep darkness, the voices were shrill and piercing.

This voice is very familiar, and it is still a ghost.

"It turns out there are still ones out." Jiang Mu looked into the depths and said.

The weasel was on his shoulders, pretending to be dead and not saying a word, and he walked towards there lightly, grabbing the chain with one hand.

That place is not far away? In fact, he has already walked a long distance underground, and at this time the underground tunnel is approaching the end soon? He arrived at the door. I don’t know why? The door of this room is still closed Yes, through the small window Jiang Mu held up the remaining candle and looked inside.

The hut is very small, like a subdivided room, and eight people are locked inside, no, it should be said to be eight ghosts.

Six adults, one old man and one child.

Lu Shuang seemed out of place in the middle of a group of miserable ghosts with missing arms and legs. She was too calm, so calm that she looked a little dull. Affected by the broken seal, the ghosts' hostility had already become strong to a certain extent, but she was still like that Floating in a trance, the body? Body? Pure and transparent without a trace of yin.

Jiang Mu looked at the letterhead in his hand, and it really showed up again? It was the tenants who disappeared from 503.

503 people are here, this is not a good sign.

"You know him?" Weasel suddenly asked.

Jiang Mu shook his head and then nodded, his face was a bit complicated.

Weasel said again: "Then you should know what kind of people come to the island? People."

"I don't know, but I can roughly guess."

The weasel looked at the ferocious ghosts in the house and said, "These are all murdered people. Most of the people who came to the island are murderers."

When it said the word "murderer", it took a special look at Jiang Mu's expression, but the latter didn't change at all, and it presumably knew it a long time ago.

Weasels have been in the underground prison for ten or so years. During these ten or so years, the behind-the-scenes will send a group of such "tourists" every now and then, and basically all of them will be killed if there are no survivors.

"For sacrifice?" Jiang Mu suddenly asked.

As if he didn't expect him to guess so deeply, the weasel looked at him in surprise and nodded, "Yes, for a monster under the sea."

"what?"

"I don't know what that monster is. I heard it existed thousands of years ago."

"It's a big thing."

This made the weasel stop for a while and looked at Jiang Mu who was not moved by it. It blinked its small eyes and continued: "They want to wake them up, but this process requires a lot of blood, soul and energy. Realized negativity."

Jiang Mu thought: "In this day and age, it is very difficult to kill so many people quietly. Their organization is huge."

"It's not just huge? They? They also involve a lot of high-ranking officials in the government. You know, no matter what era, there will always be such people who help the evildoers and help them cover up for their own interests."

"It's just a small favor, it's deceptive." Jiang Mu said lightly while breaking the seal on the door, "Didn't the Celestial Master become an official decades ago? Didn't they find out?"

The weasel shook his head, "I don't know about this, and no one has found this place in ten years." It thought for a while, and then said: "No, when the priest wiped out the mess last time, I heard someone mention something like Someone is chasing it, it should have attracted the attention of the outside world, and the celestial masters are not always blind."

With a "click", the iron door opened.

The ghosts from 503 couldn't hold back and rushed forward. Jiang Mu turned sideways and swung the chain to bind them tightly. Lu Shuang, who was standing in the room, didn't make any movement. He waved at her. In an instant, Lu Shuang turned into a wisp of fine smoke and penetrated into their palms.

"Spirits?"

Jiang Mu nodded, "The soul is frightened, I didn't expect to follow the undead to such a far place."

"Where is the place where the sea monster was sealed?" He asked again in a low voice.

Weasel shook his head, "I haven't been there, it should still be underground."

"Still underground?" Jiang Mu just wanted to say something? Suddenly? He felt a group of spirit bodies coming from above? The breath suddenly hit the ground, "No, the ghosts who went out began to take revenge." He followed He ran towards the darkness with those auras, but within a few steps, suddenly the soft ground under his feet collapsed and he fell straight down.

Another pipe.

Things like climbing pipes? Once you are familiar with it. Now that you are already inside, they don't care about anything else. They use their whole body and mind to carefully identify the direction the spirits are going, and they don't know where they are going. How many meters, just when he was about to penetrate the bottom of the island, there was a faint light not far in front of him.

Jiang Mu squeezed out of the gap carefully, thanks to his thin body, otherwise, such a small gap, people would definitely be stuck there.

The bottom of the foot is still a solid ground, but it is different from the top. It is covered with a layer of clean and tidy floor tiles, and the sound of stepping on it is very loud. It's very big, deep and far away, and you can't see the inside. It's hard to imagine that this is the scene under the isolated island.

The place is still in the form of a tunnel, but it is much more spacious than the prison above. At every ten meters on both sides, a small candlestick protrudes from the wall, and the faint light in the candlestick barely illuminates the road.

The candle Xiao Wenke gave had long since burned out. After drilling in the pipe for so long, it was really reassuring to see the sudden light.

The two of them continued to walk underground, and after about an hour, the weasel patted Jiang Mu's shoulder suddenly and whispered, "There's someone in front of you."

Jiang Mu nodded slightly. It is not terrible to feel the breath of ghosts here, but if it is a human, it will be a bit difficult.

The candlestick ten meters to the front was rarely extinguished, and it was dark there, probably because he was in a bright place here. He couldn't see what was standing there, Jiang Mu looked at the bright side The candlestick that was on suddenly went out with a wave of the fire.

It's pitch black in both places now.

He? Doesn't move, and neither does anything in there.

Soon, after adapting to the dim brightness, the authentic situation gradually emerged in front of his eyes.Jiang Mu saw a human figure standing there vaguely, but that erratic form was not so much a human being as he suspected it was a lost ghost. His hand pinched lightly on the iron chain and moved quickly. Almost in an instant, he rushed towards the thing.

What happened? Nothing happened.

It was indeed not a person, and Jiang Mu didn't have any reaction to Jiang Mu who suddenly rushed over.

Jiang Mu pursed his lower lips and took out the lighter in his pocket. In fact, there were not many lighters left. They took several shots before they could light it. Under the light of the fire, they saw the ghost in front of them. It was a woman. His hair was disheveled, and he was wearing a stained dress. The color on the skirt was very dark, and the pieces seemed to have a strange smell. He thought it should be blood.

The female ghost's disheveled hair covered her face, but her limbs were exposed, and her pale skin was covered with traces of deep exposed bone wounds, making her look as if she had been pieced together.

Under Jiang Mu's scrutiny, the female ghost slowly raised her head. Her face was even worse. Her skin was gone, and a few pieces of flesh were missing. It's not hard to imagine what kind of torture she went through before she was alive, but she never went crazy, she just stood and drifted, as quiet as Lu Shuang.

Jiang Mu was actually a little surprised, because it is rare to see a ghost that does not show its power, especially this kind of tragic ghost. Thinking of the human breath he just noticed, he? Looked behind her. He? See Someone is lying there.

That is—Xiao Wenke? !