horror confession

"Yang Li bought a weight loss product in an online celebrity live broadcast room a few days ago."

Sheng Shi recalled what he saw with Yang Li's eyes just now, and said: "After taking it, she lost 7 catties in just three days. It was a few bottles of translucent liquid drinks, the taste was very astringent, like drinking A bottle of pure water mixed with a lot of dust."

"I'm sure that the water must have been mixed with the ashes of the burning spell, which is the same thing that Bassong gave Ming Fei to drink at that time."

Lu Jinghong nodded thoughtfully: "It means that we guessed right before, the murderer used women's beauty-loving nature to confuse them."

Sheng Shizhao: "I just took a look at the information on the courier when Yang Li received it. The address is Chen Jingu Village, on the outskirts of the capital."

In order to protect Yang Li's safety, they split into two groups.

Sheng Shizhao and Lu Jinghong went to Jingu Village to find an internet celebrity selling diet pills, while Shi Songxue took Yang Li back to Jinqiao Hutong to prevent her from being sucked into life and taking away her soul.

Jingu Village is located on the outskirts of the capital, not too far away, and it took nearly two hours to drive there.

I learned from the enthusiastic taxi driver that this village has a history of hundreds of years and is one of the first batch of famous historical and cultural villages in China, especially the ancient temple located in the center of the village, which is said to have been built by an emperor himself. .

Although Jinjia Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, few tourists choose to come here for vacation.

The reason given by the driver was that because the village was too crowded at night, it was rumored that it was often haunted.

After a section of tortuous and winding mountain road, the taxi finally drove to the top of the mountain.

"Look, the village at the foot of the mountain is Jinjia Village." The driver turned the steering wheel and said, "Do you want me to wait for you outside the village? Otherwise, it will be difficult for you to get a bus back to Beijing there."

"Thank you, no need." Sheng Shizhao smiled loudly and looked down through the car window.

The buildings in the whole village are all made of gray and white stones, and it can be seen that they are indeed of a certain age.

But the strange thing is that the orientation of each house is facing east and west. Such an orientation is usually difficult to receive sunlight, and it is difficult to gather the yang energy in the house.

What's even more unbelievable is that it can be clearly seen from a high place that these houses are arranged in a big "Kun" hexagram.

Cities and villages built according to the Eight Diagrams are not uncommon, but the "Kun Hexagram" is the only pure Yin hexagram among the 64 hexagrams, so building in this way will only gather more Yin Qi.

"There is something wrong with this village." Sheng Shizhao hissed in Lu Jinghong's ear, "From the point of view of Feng Shui, this place is more suitable for building a mausoleum, but the emperor built a temple here, there must be something tricky about it. "

Lu Jinghong nodded: "Obviously, the temple in the middle has been absorbing the yang energy of the surrounding houses. I guess the one enshrined inside must not be a righteous god."

The way down the mountain is faster than the way up.When stepping out of the car, the enthusiastic driver rolled down the window and asked, "Do you really need me to wait for you here? The last bus will leave soon."

"No need." Sheng Shizhao waved his hand: "Someone will pick us up later."

"That's good." The driver gave up and raised his hand to read his watch. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, so he kindly reminded: "There is only one bus in and out of this village. If your friends don't come, you must take it before six o'clock." Get on the last bus."

"understood."

Sheng Shizhao waved goodbye to the enthusiastic driver.

Looking around, the ancient temple in the center of the village is particularly prominent. It was built as high as a three-story building. Even if it is a hundred meters away, you can faintly smell the smell of burning incense sticks.

A patio was built at the entrance of the village, and beside the well sat an old man in his sixties shaking a cattail fan and dozing off.

After discussing with Lu Jinghong, Sheng Shizhao decided to find a small Internet celebrity who sells diet pills first, and then go to the ancient temple to find out.

The two walked up to the old man and saw him staring blankly at the ground, so they bent down and asked softly, "Old man, do you know that there is an internet celebrity living in your village?"

The old man's complexion was sallow, and he looked lifeless. Seeing Sheng Shizhao and two standing in front of him, he didn't say anything or nod.

"Old man?"

Sheng Shizhao shook his hand in front of the old man, as if to call back some of his sanity.

The old man's eyes suddenly lit up, his smile spread across his face quickly, his right hand was gathered by his ear, as if he didn't hear what he just said clearly. "What did you say? Louder, I didn't catch you."

Sheng Shizhao got closer, and raised his volume slightly: "Where does that Internet celebrity in your village live?"

The old man changed his indifference just now, yawned nonchalantly, and answered hoarsely with a smile: "Oh, Internet celebrity. I know, you are talking about Xiaohong. The weight-loss medicine she sells is very good. There are many people who travel far and wide. I came here all the way to buy her medicine! You guys, walk along this alley until you find Room 23."

Sheng Shizhao took a quick look at the old man, but didn't see anything unusual.After thanking him, he walked in the direction he pointed out just now.

After the two gradually drifted away, the old man's expression became hollow again, like a deflated balloon, all the joints of his body were misaligned, and every joint was connected with filaments invisible to the naked eye, only the person behind him Only when you hold those thin lines can you stand up again.

Fei Yanchu led Xue Tao out of the woods not far away.

"Sheng Shizhao, you will definitely die this time."

He looked at the direction where Sheng Shizhao and the two left, turned the spider silk bracelet on his wrist, and sneered.

The whole Jinjiazhuang was quiet.It was obviously dinner time, but all the doors and windows were closed, not only was there no trace of cooking, not even a single person could be seen.

"Are you hungry?" Sheng Shizhao took out a bag of peach cakes made by a time-honored brand in Beijing from his backpack as if by magic, broke off a small piece and fed it to Lu Jinghong's mouth.

Lu Jinghong raised his eyebrows, and obediently ate it: "When did you buy it?"

"Before you got up in the morning." Sheng Shizhao made a smirk, and leaned into Lu Jinghong's ear and said, "I know you were tired last night, and you can't be empty today, otherwise what will happen when you go back tonight?" Have energy?"

Lu Jinghong's ears turned red from embarrassment, and he pinched Sheng Shizhao's ears, "Sleep in separate beds tonight!"

"No!" Sheng Shizhao retorted forcefully: "Who said last night that I want it every day from now on?"

"you......"

These words made Lu Jinghong's face turn red to the base of his neck.

With that said, the two stopped in front of the door of Room 23.

The door is not locked, just push it open.The courtyard was covered with withered and yellow fallen leaves, and there was no sign of anyone cleaning it. There was also a spider web visible to the naked eye hanging outside the main hall door.

"The old man isn't lying, is he?" Sheng Shizhao muttered and swept away the spider web with his palm.

"Squeak—" The door of the main hall was pushed open, and a long-haired girl in a pink dress was in sight, sitting in front of the dressing table with her back to them, facing the mobile phone holder as if preparing to broadcast live.

"It's Xiaohong!"

He once watched Honghong's live broadcast with Yang Li's eyes, with long hair in a shawl, and always wore a pink dress during the live broadcast.

"Hey."

Sheng Shizhao stretched out his hand and patted Hong Hong's shoulder. Just as he was about to find out, he saw that Hong Hong was like a piece of tinfoil. The moment he felt the temperature of his fingertips, sparks spread and he died. .

Sheng Shizhao's pupils shrank, and he bent down and rubbed the ashes on the ground with his fingertips. "It's a paper piercer!"

"We fell for it." Lu Jinghong said in a deep voice, turned around and ran into the courtyard, opened the door of the east side room, and saw a dozen or so paper-wrapped people exactly like Honghong.

Sheng Shizhao rushed over immediately, and stared at this scene, stunned.

He originally thought that Hong Hong was at most the same as Wang Lei's mother, a living puppet manipulated by the murderer, but he never expected that it was actually a paper-stitched person.

But it is worth mentioning that these paper figurines are made of unknown materials, and they are all so lifelike that they look just like real people.

Lu Jinghong said coldly: "I have read about a kind of sorcery in ancient books. The caster uses human skin to paste the outside of the paper doll, and at night there will be ghosts attached to it. It looks exactly like a real person and will not reveal itself A hint of ghost."

Sheng Shizhao intuited that the entire village was probably full of paper dolls, no wonder he didn't even look at anyone along the way just now.

In order to find out the truth, the two came to the temple in the middle of the village without stopping.

Strangely, although there was no one in the temple, the incense was very hot, and there was still a stick of high incense that was only half burnt in the incense cauldron.

The temple occupies a large area, but there is no Dharma Guardian God. It seems that just like what Lu Jinghong said, the one enshrined in it is not a righteous god at all.

The moment he stepped into the main hall and saw the statue, Sheng Shizhao was stunned.

I saw that the two-meter-high statue was holding the Chixiao Sword in its hand. This person was the national teacher in the previous life-Jin Mingjin.

The smoke trails floating in mid-air gathered in front of his eyes, blocking his vision, and the cigarettes rushed into his nostrils, blurring his vision.

When the smoke dispersed again, Sheng Shizhao found that he had returned to his previous life.

This time, he was actually in the body of his former disciple - Bi Jie.

It was still the day when the National Teacher made a big fuss in the Nuo Master's Mansion, Sheng Shi summoned twelve jadeites to open the twelve palaces of the zodiac, and borrowed the power of the stars to wake up all the people in the city who had been infected by the gu.

The body of the national teacher gradually disintegrated under the starlight.

He was supposed to die, but just as his body was about to disappear, Bi Jie who was standing in the corner secretly took out the other half of the seven-star lamp, and quietly chanted a spell in the direction of the national teacher's body.

After the spell fell, a wisp of almost invisible remnant soul was collected into the seven-star lamp.

While everyone was in a panic, Bi Jie sneaked out of Nuo Shi's mansion and sent the seven-star lantern into the palace.

In order to preserve the remnant soul of the national teacher, the royal family specially chose a very dark place outside the city to build this temple, and at the same time, some people in the city moved to this place and named it Jinjia Village.

At this moment, rustling sounds came from outside the temple, Sheng Shizhao turned around and saw that a black paper-stitched man had gathered at the door at some point.

They have different expressions, men, women, old and young, and they surrounded the open space in front of the temple.

Sheng Shizhao quickly made a handprint with both hands, and covered himself and Lu Jinghong in place with the Vajra Deep Tantra.

But the golden light just closed, and was instantly split open by a sharp knife wind.

It is Akasaka Sword.

Sheng Shizhao's eyes froze, and the jadeite bracelet slid down to his palm, ready to go.

But before he could make a move, the Scarlet Heaven Sword was already on Lu Jinghong's neck.

A black shadow gradually emerged from behind Lu Jinghong, and finally Jin Jinming's sinister face appeared. "Sheng Shizhao, I didn't expect that hundreds of years have passed, and we will meet again by fate."

"Leave Jinghong alone, if there is anything, come directly to me." Sheng Shizhao warned in a trembling voice, "If you dare to touch him, I will immediately make you immortal forever."

Jin Jinming seemed to have heard some big joke, raised his neck and laughed "haha" a few times, and said in a sarcastic tone: "Let him go? He killed me with puppetry hundreds of years ago. Always remember. Today I will make him pay a hundred times and a thousand times!"

As he said that, the blade approached a little closer, and several drops of blood trickled down on Lu Jinghong's neck.

"Jinghong!"

Looking at Sheng Shizhao's anxious appearance, Jin Jinming laughed again with satisfaction, "However, it is not impossible to let him go. As long as you hand over the jade bracelet and sacrifice your body to me."