Chapter 630 Yongji Wuji!

Ghost magic communicates with the desire ghost, which does not detect danger.

I gritted my teeth, sped up, and followed the dilapidated wooden ladder into the deep darkness.

After more than ten seconds, I stepped on the ground with my feet and glanced around. It was an abandoned warehouse.

The walls were painted white, and there was a huge iron water tank placed against the wall.

"The basement is usually painted with anti-mildew and moisture-proof paint, but here it is painted with white paint." I looked at the pale walls on both sides and felt like it looked like the face of an evil ghost.

Holding the baby's mummy by the neck, I asked the girl: "Do you know why the hospital is all white? Why are the walls and floors all painted with white paint?"

The girl ghost tilted her head, huddled her body, and did not respond for a long time.

"It's so difficult to communicate." I passed by the water tank. The top of the water tank was sealed with a layer of iron. There was a constant gurgling sound inside, just like the sound made by a person's stomach when he is hungry.

I wanted to climb up to the iron box and watch. The water tank has always been a place of curiosity for me, but as soon as I got close to the box, the ghost of the girl waved her hands desperately. She stood between me and the water tank, babbling, and her expression was a little ferocious.

"Is this water tank dangerous?" The water tank in the secret passage was sealed with an iron sheet. If you want to get in, you have to lift the iron sheet. I think the girl is resolute. Based on the idea that more is worse than less, Take back your outstretched hand and stay away from the water tank.

When the girl saw me leaving from the water tank, the expression on her face returned to normal, and she turned to lead the way.

"She stopped me because she was afraid that I would be in danger?" People are not necessarily good people, and ghosts are not necessarily evil. Even though the director judged the girl to be a ghost, I always felt it was not the case and couldn't tell. The reason may be because I practice yin and yang ghost arts, and I have a special intuition about the yin and evil of ghosts.

Her withered hair was scattered behind her and the girl was thin. She seemed to be very unaccustomed to walking on her legs, and her walking posture was awkward, like a baby that had just learned to walk.

"Congenital leukemia, she has been receiving treatment since birth, and has been recuperating in various hospitals. I'm afraid she won't even have the chance to learn to walk." There was a layer of yin in my palms, and I gently pressed the girl's shoulders. She was very Thin, as if there were only bones under the loose hospital gown.

Feeling someone touching her shoulder, the girl's eyes were blank. She looked back at me, as if she was confused or afraid of something. She immediately stopped and didn't dare to move.

"There is a difference between humans and ghosts after all." I retracted my hand and continued to pinch her neck, no longer thinking wildly.

The girl ghost and I walked to the door of the warehouse together and looked out. There were no signs on the corridor. I didn't know which floors were underground: "The wooden ladder is rotten and the entrance to the secret passage is not tiled. It is very rough. This road should be Later, someone dug it out on purpose. The end of the secret passage is the water tank. From this, it can be judged that the other party dug these secret passages in the hospital to raise corpses. "

I was thinking about the problem in my mind, so I didn't pay attention. When I almost reached the door, I saw that the ghost of the girl who was already standing in the corridor had stopped and kept shaking her head at me.

"What do you mean?" I stopped, hid in the shadows, clasped the body in my palms, and gathered my breath.

After a while, a faint white shadow ran across the corridor. It was an unusually tall white beast.

There were scattered bandages on its body, and its exposed skin was chapped and ugly, with inch-long white hair. Different from the monsters that had just crawled out of the water tank, it looked stronger and more ferocious.

The attitude of this white evil towards the girl's ghost was also very strange. It was entangled in corpse aura. It waved the girl aside and left in a hurry.

The girl ghost waited for Bai Ji to go away before standing up. She seemed to have encountered the encounter just now and was used to it.

I walked out of the warehouse when I saw her babbling at me.

"This girl just saved me?" Bai Ji passed by, and she warned in advance. If it weren't for her, I might have fought Bai Ji deep underground. I haven't found the person controlling the corpse yet, so it would be very unfavorable for me to take action at this time.

"She saved me to protect herself, because she was afraid that I would kill her and destroy her body, so she saved me?" No matter how you think about it, it is an undeniable fact that the girl saved my life, and my trust has been repaid.

The underground building of the third ward is very complex, and the layout of the building becomes weirder as you go down, looking like some kind of formation.

At regular intervals on the white-painted walls, you can still see strange characters, like some kind of lost talisman.

With the ghost of a girl leading the way, I gradually became more courageous. I took out my phone in the dark and captured the shape of the characters in the lens.

"Taoist Priest, are you still here? Do you recognize the talisman on the wall?"

With the mentality of giving it a try, I asked Director Wan, but to my surprise, I actually got a response.

In case the Taoist priest said: "This is the ancient Chinese character for '生'. You are uneducated and have no skills. You don't even understand the most basic Feng Shui. You can understand it even if you don't know it."

"Taoist Master, your words are getting more and more embarrassing." I grinned and did not care about these trivial matters like Taoist Master Wan. I walked a few steps away and took the next word into the camera: "Then what does this word mean? ?I have seen many similar ancient characters on the walls, all in pure white, and they are not conspicuous even if they are printed on a wall painted with white paint."

"You don't recognize such a simple character? This is the ancient Chinese character for '人'. "

"Aren't I not sure?" Looking carefully, the character in front of me is not much different from the modern character "人".

In case the Taoist priest said: "This place is a pit of thousands of corpses, the geomantic omen is dangerous. If no one seals it, it will affect a radius of ten miles. These words on the wall should be part of some kind of ancient magic formation. As for why it is white, I I’m not sure, maybe it’s because the person who set up the formation used glutinous rice to grind the ink to write it.”

"I see." When the hospital was moved, an expert must have been invited to do this. These characters should have been left behind at the time, but it was just that too much time had passed and they had gradually lost their effectiveness.

"Taoist Priest, you are very knowledgeable and knowledgeable. You know everything. Can you help me find out what the following words mean?"

I shamelessly asked for advice, and Chief Wan also helped me answer the questions one by one. I walked more than ten meters away. After reading the last word in the corridor, Chief Wan suddenly disappeared in the live broadcast room.

"Taoist Master, how are you doing? Where are you?"

The screen was full of complaints from water friends. I even used my superior eye to observe, but I still couldn’t find a long barrage.

I stopped where I was, and the girl ghost looked up at me blankly. It lasted like this for a minute or two before Wan Daochang reappeared in the live broadcast room.

In case the Taoist priest: "Boy! You have run into some bad luck!!"

"Bad luck?" In case the Taoist priest and Liu Banxian have different personalities, he rarely uses exclamation points when posting barrages. He has always looked calm and self-centered, but this time he made an exception.

I asked quickly, my eyes glued to the screen of my phone.

In case the Taoist Priest said: "Do you know what those few words together mean? All living people are ghosts, and they are buried in them. There will always be good luck and no evil!"

The arrangement and combination of ordinary Chinese characters actually created a different kind of momentum.

I took a breath: "Does this sentence have any special meaning?"

"Meaning? This sentence is the general outline of "The Burial Sutra"!" If the director did not shy away from other water friends, he sent out one barrage after another.

"A hundred years ago, the most wonderful book on Feng Shui, the Burial Sutra, was lost. From then on, the Feng Shui system in the world was completely missing. There are many people who understand yin and yang, astronomy, the five elements, and divination, but there are only a few who understand earth burial. Even I don't know. I just saw the incomplete rubbings in my early years. This sutra is of great importance! Since you have encountered it, this is fate! Don’t miss it!”

"Don't worry about it, just go back immediately and write down all the characters along the way!"

"The nine volumes of the green bag can be used to bury three lives and three lives! I didn't expect that the "Burial Sutra" would be hidden in such a place."

"Remember, don't leak the news that you have obtained the "Burial Sutra", otherwise it will attract prying eyes from all parties!"

I looked at Wan Wan's long barrage, smiled bitterly, and finally couldn't help but interrupt it: "You told it in front of tens of thousands of friends, how can I keep it a secret?"

After I said this, in case the director stopped swiping the screen, he only left one sentence.

"My little friend, you live in Jiangcheng? Well, I will pay you a visit in three days!"

Looking at the domineering message from Taoist Wan, the corner of my mouth twitched again. It's over. This Taoist broadcast my address live again.

"Although "The Burial Sutra" is precious, I have to survive tonight before I can take it out." At the strong request of Director Wan, I took a picture of the characters on the other side of the corridor.

"My husband is buried with a green dragon on the left, a white tiger on the right, a vermilion bird in the front, and a Xuanwu in the back. The Xuanwu bows his head, the Suzaku dances, the green dragon meanders, and the white tiger bends down. If the situation is reversed, the law will be destroyed." If the Taoist leader I was immersed in the study of "The Burial Scripture", and when I looked at the characters on the wall, I felt vaguely familiar. This was not the first time that I had this feeling.

"Where have you seen it before? There is also such a word under the No. 3 Bridge Crematorium. Later, I heard Yun Chuan say that the evil thing under the crematorium was sealed by their Qingtu Temple. Qingtu Temple..." My eyes suddenly opened wide. He put the phone directly into his pocket, hid in a corner by himself, and took out an ancient scripture from his pocket.

This is the secret Taoist code of Qingtu Temple. It is said that it records the specific locations of the evil objects that have been sealed in the corpse exorcism lineage in the past.

"Is this really the case?" I turned the first page, and a few familiar ancient characters came into my eyes.

"All living beings are ghosts. The Dharma buries them in it. From beginning to end, there will always be good luck and no evil!"

Comparing it with some ancient characters at the back, I became more and more shocked as I read it, and even the hand holding the book trembled.

"It turns out this book is the Burial Sutra!"

No one is innocent of the crime of harboring a jade. Now I finally know why Taoist Master Xianqing gave this scripture to me, who doesn’t know ancient Chinese characters, for safekeeping!