Chapter 1373: Casting Living Beings

Everyone understood that it seemed that these people had already prepared for their funeral. Their guess last night was not wrong. The general was testing them. If they could survive, it would prove that they were really capable, and they would be killed next. Recommended to the Marquis of Zhennan, if you open the door this morning and see a lake full of water on the ground and a few chewed corpses, then just collect the corpses for them.

Judging from the general's smooth steps, it was obvious that this was not the first time that this happened, and everyone became increasingly curious about the Marquis of Zhennan behind the general.

When he went upstairs and saw Gao Yanqing's body, the general showed a sad expression and did not forget to comfort the remaining people. "Masters, please rest assured. After all, this incident also happened in our Luo'an City. This master's funeral is We will take care of it, and his family will receive a handsome reward."

In such a world, Jiang Cheng and others don't care about rewards at all. They only think about how to survive, but they still have to say what needs to be said. After all, the plot has to advance. Zhang Qizheng raised his hand to the general and said, "My brother is also a Poor people, we are not familiar with the place here, so I’ll leave the funeral arrangements to the General.”

"It's your job."

After the general answered, he immediately glanced at the soldier behind him. An elderly soldier with a beard came over. He first bent down and carefully inspected the remaining half of the body.

Jiang Cheng noticed that the other party's attention stayed on the huge wound on the body and on the face for the longest time. There were several beauty incense plants near the wound. After a while, this person didn't seem to find any special clues. Several The soldiers stepped forward, wrapped half of the body in the quilt on the bed, and then carried it away.

The quilt was completely soaked by the lake water, and water was still dripping along the way. The fat man looked at the remaining water stains on the ground, and suddenly felt very sick.

The water had a thick texture and continued to exude a stale smell.

Later, several teams of soldiers who had previously arranged to inspect the entire courtyard also reported back. Just as Jiang Cheng and others thought, except for the room where the dead person was found to have water damage, everything else in the courtyard was normal.

After hearing this, the general's tense expression relaxed a lot, and then he nodded to everyone and said in a firm tone: "If something like this happens, we will definitely not dare to let the masters continue to live in this courtyard. If it’s convenient for you, masters, please follow me to the Marquis’ Mansion to meet with the Marquis now.”

Although the words were polite, they did not give Jiang Cheng and others a second choice. After hearing the words, the fat man took a deep breath. The next plot seemed familiar to him. It seemed that the plot map was about to advance to the Hou Mansion.

There was no doubt that they agreed. After the general arranged the affairs here, the group headed to the Hou Mansion under the leadership of the general. This time, their treatment was much better than before. Not only were they surrounded by soldiers to protect them, but they also arranged He bought some horses for them to ride on, and the group marched toward the Hou Mansion in a mighty manner.

The team was marching on the road, which was very eye-catching. Jiang Cheng noticed that the equipment used by these horses was also engraved with strange patterns, and he had seen this pattern before, on the furoshiki. It was the exclusive symbol of the Hou Mansion.

Wherever they went along the way, pedestrians and businesses around them all gave way. Their eyes looking at Jiang Cheng and others were filled with complex emotions, including awe, fear, and a subtle emotion that even Jiang Cheng couldn't figure out. Being treated like this Both eyes were staring at each other, and the fat man suddenly felt inexplicably nervous. It felt like... he was seeing them off.

No, it’s for the funeral.

To everyone's surprise, the famous Zhennan Hou Mansion is not located in the center of the city, but is located in a remote place. It takes a full stick of incense to walk from the previous courtyard to this place. time.

As early as when they were still some distance away from the Hou Mansion, the general asked everyone to dismount, and the group walked instead.

It was broad daylight, and the lavish front door of the Hou Mansion was closed tightly. There was no one outside the door. Perhaps it was because of the light. The fat man looked at the front door of the Hou Mansion. After looking at it for a long time, he only felt a gloomy ghostly aura.

The general walking at the front turned his head and explained, "Masters, the Marquis prefers peace and quiet, and he doesn't care about ostentation. We entered the mansion through a side door."

"It all depends on the general's arrangement." Everyone responded.

The group of people turned a corner and walked into a secluded alley. Not long after entering, everyone felt an indescribable discomfort at the same time. The walls on both sides were painted vermilion, and they were so high that the sky was squeezed into There was a gap, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet. Everyone pursed their lips and said nothing, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

The fat man looked left and right, staring at the vermilion walls on both sides. This wall was so red that it made people unable to take their eyes away, as if it was like a bottomless pool that was about to swallow people up. There was a faint ringing in the ears. The laughter was the laughter of a child, one after another, distant and near, erratic, but at the same time very crisp, crisp and even a little weird.

Until someone stretched out his hand to block his eyes, the fat man who came back to his senses suddenly found that he had walked to the wall unknowingly, sticking his head out in a weird posture, facing the wall, so close that he was almost touching. Go up.

"What...what's going on?" The fat man suddenly felt a chill and immediately backed away.

The person blocking his sight was naturally Jiang Cheng, and when the fat man retreated, he accidentally bumped into Tang Qisheng. Tang Qisheng supported him and whispered, "Don't look at the walls on both sides. There is something wrong with this wall. Dead people are mixed in the paint on the wall." Blood."

Zhu Jie stared at the fat man, especially his pupils, as if he was confirming something. After a moment, he nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, we found it in time, otherwise it would be troublesome if we were distracted."

After a brief hesitation, the group continued to move forward. The general walking in the front walked alone in the narrow passage, as if he didn't care about what happened behind him.

These strange things together strengthened everyone's determination to explore the Zhennan Marquis Mansion. Yao Shunyu turned his head to look at Tang Qisheng. The other party's performance just now must have seen the mystery inside the wall. "Mr. Tang, you just said that the paint on the wall was mixed with dead blood. What does it mean?"

Tang Qisheng hesitated for a moment and shook his head. "What I said may not be accurate. I have to ask him for details. Tang Qisheng looked at the fat man and asked in a serious tone: "What did you see just now?"

"No, I didn't see anything, but I heard... heard a burst of laughter, it was the laughter of children, very crisp, no... no mistake! "Recalling the scene just now, the fat man trembled in his heart. How could he not know that he almost got into trouble just now.

"There was only laughter. Did you see the child's face or head?" Zhang Qizhen, who was walking at the end, suddenly said: "For example, a child's head was hanging on the wall?"

Just listening to Zhang Qizhen's description, the fat man felt that he was not well. What kind of underworld scene was this, a child's head was hanging on the wall?

"No, no, just... only laughter." The fat man corrected hurriedly.

Tang Qisheng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it, "That's not a big problem. It seems that my guess is right. It's not that kind of thing. It's just that the vermilion paint on the wall is mixed with the resentful blood of the dead children. No wonder it's so red. "

"This wall was built too high, and the road in the middle rarely sees sunlight. Over time, evil will naturally breed. The resentful spirits of those dead children will not disperse, and will seduce people with weak wills on the road. You just got into trouble. "

Hearing Tang Qisheng's nonchalant tone, the fat man felt unwell. He was an eyewitness and naturally knew the weirdness of it. From what Tang Qisheng said, he seemed to be quite relieved that it was just the resentful spirits of some dead children, not those things.

Those things... what the hell are they?

Seeing the fat man's confusion, Li Bai, who had not spoken for a long time, said slowly: "Don't be afraid, they are worried about casting living souls. The so-called casting of living souls is somewhat similar to driving living piles. Both are to cast living people into buildings, and use the flesh and blood of living people to bless the buildings to achieve a certain effect. The biggest difference between the two is that driving living piles is generally used in water, building bridges across rivers, etc., while casting living souls is different. Most of them are used in homes. The specific process is to pull living people into the foundation, or directly cast them into the wall. There is such a saying that the heavier the resentment and the more fearful these people are before they die, the better the effect of casting living souls. At the least, it can protect the building for a hundred years, and the better the effect, it can even help the owner's family to avoid evil spirits. "

"It is said that if you want to distinguish whether this family is a life-casting family, there are a few points to refer to. The life-casting family's house is very cool in summer. It is not the kind of coolness with wind, but just sitting there, motionless, it is very cool. Another point is that the house building is not rotten or moth-eaten, not invaded by insects and ants, and even mosquitoes cannot be seen. "

Li Bai explained in detail. The fat man suddenly realized at this time that this is already a high-end game. There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers among the teammates. If it were not for the doctor, he would not even be qualified to participate in this game.

Now he has not entered the Zhennan Marquis Mansion, but the alley outside has almost made the fat man fall into the trap. Everyone is not optimistic about the situation in the mansion.

Finally, the general who was walking in the front stopped. A side door appeared on the side of the wall. The side door was divided into two doors, left and right, and it was pitch black. The general stood in front of the door and stretched out his hand to knock on the door. His movements were one by one, and he actually felt stiff.

Judging from the sound of knocking on the door, this old wooden door is made of very solid materials, and the sound it makes is very strong. The sound is very solid.

The fat man stared at the door, and felt that it was strange no matter how he looked at it. The two door panels gave him a bad premonition, as if an accident would happen after the door was opened, and... and there was a row of holes on the edge of the door.

The holes were not big, nor were they very obvious. You had to be very careful to see them. From top to bottom, they were arranged in a row. Before the fat man could think about it, with a "creak--" sound, the door opened.

The person who opened the door was a woman. The woman was wearing a green Luo skirt and looked like an ordinary woman. Judging from her dress, she should be a maid in the Marquis's mansion, but the woman's face was expressionless, and there was also a faint unnatural whiteness, "General Yuwen, the Marquis is waiting for you inside. "The maid's voice was very flat, without any emotion.

General Yuwen... This was also the first time that everyone knew the name of this general.

There was also a man standing behind the woman. The man had a beard, was broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, and was wearing a short suit with bare arms. The exposed muscles looked full of strength.

Jiang Cheng and his companions keenly noticed that whether it was the clothes on the maid or the short suit on the bare-chested man, the patterns unique to the mansion were displayed in a prominent position, which seemed to have become a means of showing off one's identity.

The man did not speak either. His leopard eyes swept over General Yuwen and stared at Jiang Cheng and others, as if he wanted to drill two holes in them. Fortunately, Jiang Cheng and others were also experienced in many battles and had seen all kinds of scenes. They were not frightened by the man and still maintained an expressionless look.

Later, the maid and the man made way, and General Yuwen was the first to step into the mansion, followed by Jiang Cheng and others.

The space inside was very large. The group of people walked through the corridors and came to a secluded courtyard. Along the way, Jiang Cheng and others looked around, trying to write down the topography of the Hou Mansion, but soon gave up because It was really too complicated here, one layer inside another, and many places were almost the same. Fatty even suspected that General Yuwen was leading them in circles just to stun them and prevent them from remembering what was going on in the Hou Mansion. The real road.

Stopping in front of a courtyard, General Yuwen stopped and turned around and said, "Masters, please take a rest here. I have to go inside to report to the Marquis. The Marquis has been resting for a while."

Later, General Yuwen lowered his voice and continued: "By the way, I want to remind all the masters that during the waiting period, all masters should try not to move around. There have been some things in the house recently, and the situation is relatively complicated. Once let go, It would be bad if the others misunderstood.”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for anyone in Jiangcheng to react, he walked into the courtyard alone. After turning around a few times, the person disappeared.

After General Yuwen left, the fat man really breathed a sigh of relief. This man was standing next to him, which made him very nervous. "Damn, what is this man talking about? He also specifically told us not to walk around, but why did I listen?" Do you mean to instigate us? Do you think..."

But when the fat man turned around, he suddenly found that Zhang Qizheng and others in Jiangcheng had completely ignored him. Their expressions were very bad, especially Zhu Jie's face, which was extremely gloomy.

Zhu Jie stared at a few people, his eyes swept across Jiang Cheng's face one by one, as if he was confirming something. After a while, even his breathing became faster, "Stop hiding it, you can see it too." Yes, right?"

"Yes." Zhang Qizheng glanced at the other courtyard and nodded calmly, "There was something wrong with the door we came in just now. It was not an ordinary door panel, but a coffin. That door was made of a coffin, and it was sunk. The black cellar coffin has been in the water for a long time, and the holes on the edge of the door were left by the nails that were driven into the coffin.”