Survival Paradox [Infinite]

Wei Chi pushed aside a bunch of vines that were as thick as his wrist, slipped through the gap with difficulty, stepped on the flat ground, and caught Li Xiaofei, who had slipped down from his footing.

Miss Qing stood five steps away and waited for them.

Just walking along the way, she has been leading the way like this, appearing in front of them not too far away, and when they get closer, she will appear in front of the next one erratically.

She now shows her face with a red hijab. Fang Qingdi said that she can't see her face when she wears a green cheongsam. The front and back are all images of long curly hair. The only difference between the front and back is the chest and buttocks.

They walked in the woods for more than 40 minutes, always going deep.

Wei Chi felt the need for himself, this barren mountain was completely undeveloped, without him as a grown man, Li Xiaofei and Fang Qingdi alone would not be able to get here until dawn.

They waded through another creek, and Fang Qingdi slipped into the water. After frantically pulling the old man ashore, they found that Miss Qing was no longer moving.

She stood quietly in front of a huge locust tree, looking at the half-luxuriant and half-withered crown.

When Wei Chi and the others walked behind her, she turned her head slightly, glanced at them, and pointed to the root of the tree.

Wei Chi guessed: "This means...let us dig?"

Li Xiaofei answered on her behalf: "Yes."

Wei Chi went into the woods, found a few thicker sticks, gave each of Li Xiaofei and Fang Qingdi one, and the three started digging.

While digging, Miss Qing even touched Fang Qingdi, but Fang Qingdi didn't understand, so Li Xiaofei translated again: "There isn't one over there, come here a little more."

The tree sticks were really hard to use, and the efficiency of everyone digging the soil was very slow. After a while, Fang Qingdi was exhausted and sat down on a tree root to rest.

Wei Chi dug up a few sticks. He saw that Li Xiaofei was working hard, but the little girl had thin arms and legs, and her digging ability was limited, so he asked Li Xiaofei to find some more sticks nearby. Run out.

Li Xiaofei began to search within his line of sight.

The little paper man stood on Wei Chi's shoulder and touched Wei Chi's face: "Chi Chi! Come on!"

After nearly an hour, the dark sky was slightly brighter, and Wei Chi felt that the wooden stick had touched something hard. He lifted his spirits and began to lift the soil out with both hands. Li Xiaofei and Fang Qingdi, who had rested, also came to help , and quickly dug out the whole picture of that thing.

It was a huge coffin, dark red, and the corners were a little tattered, as if there were traces of insects.

This is a tomb.

"Oh-oh--" the little paper figurine rejoiced on Wei Chi's head, celebrating his success.

"That's not right." Fang Qing said.

Li Xiaofei asked: "What's wrong?"

"It's not right anywhere." Fang Qingdi pressed his sore waist and said solemnly, "The most basic conditions for choosing a site for a cemetery are-it should be in a place where fire dragons head in the mountains; keep away from filthy things, and avoid flying sand and stones ; stay away from the water surface, where there is running water, there will be wind, and the air will be dispersed by the wind, and it will be difficult to gather the air when there is wind; the most important thing is—” He pointed to the rotten corner of the coffin, “Remember that there is an uncle, tree roots can easily damage the coffin , let the sand insects and ants invade..."

He concluded: "This tomb sits on Xunsi facing Qianhai, the right goes out to the second side, and the left side falls to the left, facing the waterfall and running water, and there are ghost trees on it. In terms of building a tomb, it is really a very ominous place."

Wei Chi asked: "What kind of people usually build tombs in this kind of place?"

"It's hard to say." Fang Qingdi said, "Either the person who built the tomb has a deep hatred for the owner of the tomb, or the owner of the tomb has a sinful virtue and dare not enter reincarnation. He gathers evil here to deter evil, and fights evil with poison."

Li Xiaofei felt a little cold, folded her arms, and said, "This coffin looks...is it too big?"

Fang Qingdi said: "This is a joint burial coffin, it should be a joint burial for husband and wife."

Wei Chi turned around and asked, "Is this your tomb?"

While they were talking, the bride had been standing by the pit, not moving.

Wei Chi has already dug down nearly two meters. Looking at the bride from this angle, he can vaguely see her eye exposed through the gap. It is a slender peach eye, glowing with blood. Most of them are hidden under the red hijab, and her hatred and pain can also be seen.

"what--"

She once again let out the roar that she used to drive away the pig demon. The three of them faced the roar head-on, and their brains stopped for a moment. Popped half-inch nails—

Then, she was ejected.

There was a wall in the air that she couldn't get past, and she couldn't get near the coffin.

She stood up angrily and jumped up several times, but was bounced away without exception.

For the last time, she didn't stand up again, but sat on the ground and cried bitterly, her voice was low and hoarse, like thousands of people crying together underground.

Wei Chi covered her ears—this had limited defense against her directly shocking voice—and asked, "Open it?"

She stopped crying and looked up at him.

Li Xiaofei understood: "Open——"

Wei Chi went to the river to pick up a few sharp flat stones, and spent a while prying the edge of the coffin.

Then the three of them worked together to lift the crown.

Little paper man: "Ugh—"

A stale, damp stench emanated from the coffin, which made it almost impossible to move forward. Wei Chi's eyes were blinded by the smoke, and Li Xiaofei vomited directly.

Fang Qingdi seemed to be used to this kind of scene, and said "Oh!" without changing his face.

Indeed, two people were scalded in the coffin, a man and a woman, both wearing wedding clothes.

Because the feng shui here is really bad, even if you don't talk about feng shui, you can easily explain it with a scientific explanation-the tree roots destroyed the coffin, and the insects and ants began to destroy it from the cracks. It's already too horrible to look at. It's hard to say that the two protagonists are buried in the ground, and both of them have rotted into bones...

And the burial objects of these two seem... to be made of paper.

There is a layer of water at the bottom of the coffin, and the funerary objects have been turned into paper paste, and the original appearance can no longer be seen. The colorful places float on the water and hang on the corpses, making the remains of the two look quite uneasy. Like lying in a garbage dump.

Fang Qingdi said: "It's a dark marriage."

Wei Chi looked at him, Li Xiaofei got up and looked at him after vomiting.

"The costumes of the two of them seem to be of great value, but the burial objects are all paper. This is undoubtedly a dark marriage." Fang Qingdi pointed out, "This can also explain the reason for the location of this tomb-forced matching. Marriage in the dark is a thing that is extremely harmful to Yin and virtue. If you build a tomb here to gather Yin Qi for a few years, you will be able to deceive the ghosts in the underworld and re-enter the cycle of reincarnation... But for some reason, they are buried here for a few years. It has not been transferred, maybe there is something wrong with the people in Yangjian..."

Li Xiaofei saw the scene in the coffin, covered her mouth, suppressed the feeling of vomiting and said, "This is... this is... her."

She said: "The clothes...the clothes are the same...Look, this mandarin duck."

Wei Chi looked at the skirt of the hostess she was pointing at. After so many years of harsh underground environment, the clothes on her body were basically rotten. A bird and half of flowers came out, and he looked back, they were indeed the same as the hibiscus pheasant embroidered on Miss Qing's chest.

Fang Qingdi boasted: "Xiao Li, you have good eyesight."

Li Xiaofei smiled embarrassedly.

"Ah-"

Miss Qing yelled again, but not as loudly as before. She was still angry, but she recovered a little bit of reason and didn't want to hurt them.

She jumped up and made a big knocking movement. Wei Chi was afraid that she would throw her arm away from that posture.

Wei Chi had already seen it, and turned to Li Xiaofei directly, "What do you mean?"

Li Xiaofei lived up to expectations: "She asked us to smash him."

"Smash...who?" Wei Chi swallowed, pointing to the male corpse in the coffin, "Him?"

Miss Qing made another sound, and Li Xiaofei translated truthfully: "Yes."

Wei Chi looked at Li Xiaofei, then at Fang Qingdi, finally sighed resignedly, and went to pick up another big stone, put one leg on the edge of the coffin, and stepped into the corpse water of the coffin with the other, looking for the Direction, with eyes closed, drop down——

Suddenly, some liquid splashed all over him.

Li Xiaofei said: "Continue."

Wei Chi shook his head and continued to smash.

Miss Qing roared continuously, as if she was laughing wildly, but she had lost the ability to "laugh", so she could only make this sound that was more terrifying than crying.

Wei Chi's upper body was numb from the blow, and the man's bones were smashed to pieces beyond recognition.

He was covered in corpse water, bone chips, and paper paste, and he turned to look at Miss Qing in embarrassment.

Miss Qing was quiet for a while, then took two steps back, and made another sound, this time Wei Chi understood, she was crying.

"Ah, ah-"

The sound of her crying was weird, but Wei Chi felt her despair and grief, and a strange empathy surged in his heart.

The little paper man touched his face again: "Chi Chi, don't cry."

Li Xiaofei has been helping Wei Chi to turn on the flashlight, at this moment he pointed at a place and asked, "What is that?"

Wei Chi looked at it, and then moved it again, so as to see it more clearly. This movement made a little sound of iron chains.

Li Xiaofei: "They seem... to be connected."

One end of the chain was wrapped around the woman's wrist, and the other end was wrapped around the man's wrist. Unexpectedly, the woman's corpse was also smashed. Wei Chi didn't smash very carefully near the woman's corpse, leaving the man's hand behind.

Li Xiaofei turned to look at Miss Qing: "Miss Qing...are you locked up?"

She could only roughly understand Miss Qing's words, and she couldn't explain the meaning too complicated.

She got an affirmative answer.

"But isn't it all smashed?" Wei Chi kicked the man's hands away from the iron chain, and one end of the iron chain was free. He asked Miss Qing, "Is this okay?"

Miss Qing let out another cry of despair.

Li Xiaofei translated: "No, she can't go."

"If you guessed right..." Fang Qingdi said, "This iron lock locks the souls of two people."

Li Xiaofei: "Soul?"

Wei Chi heard the thorniness in Fang Qingdi's words: "Then how to unlock the lock on the soul?"

Fang Qingdi shook his head: "The old man is not good enough, there is no way."

Miss Qing cried again: "Ahh—"

Li Xiaofei: "She said that she only met us, and she couldn't wait any longer."

into silence.

After a long time, Fang Qingdi slowly raised his head, looked at her, and said, "Miss Qing... this old man has a kind of fire that can make people... lose their souls."

Miss Qing's body trembled, she looked at the old Taoist priest and stopped moving.

Li Xiaofei: "She said she would."

Fang Qingdi was still hesitant: "If that's the case, you won't be able to enter reincarnation... Can you think about it?"

Miss Qing was silent for a while, then let out two short low moans.

"Think it over." Li Xiaofei wiped away the tears on her face, and said, "She wants to be free."

"Hey." Fang Qingdi sighed, and said, "I'll break my heart when I see it, so I won't look back."

He took out a handful of charms and recited a long series of spells. Wei Chi felt that he looked ten years older in an instant, as if he was completely dry.

A moment later, a white flame ignited in the coffin, devouring the bones in the coffin.

"what--"

Miss Qing felt something, turned around, took two steps toward the stream, and faced east.

As the sun was about to rise, she slowly dissipated.