Chapter 1062: Tomb of Tusi King (18)

"It should be impossible to know him, unless you have seen him in your dream."

He didn't say anything, and Yi Ling just answered by himself: "Do tigers dream of worms? This makes no sense. You are not even a yellow tiger, and the color of the corn shoots doesn't match."

How could he possibly know a worm? An Xuefeng was quite speechless. However, An Xuefeng was actually very confused about this matter. He remembered that when he ventured to the main room to get lamp oil last night, he saw Yi Ling coiled around him when he entered the main room. The vicious worm raised its upper body alertly and stared at him. At that time, An Xuefeng thought there would be a fierce battle, but he didn't expect the worm to lie down on the ground again after looking at him for a while, and even tried to crawl in his direction, its tentacles swinging as if it was wagging its tail.

Although it looked scary overall, An Xuefeng felt like a husky that had become inexplicably intimate with a thief. Later, after Yi Ling suddenly woke up, An Xuefeng also thought about it. Could it be that Yi Ling expected that someone would come to steal the lamp oil and wanted to have fun, so he had promised in advance that the corn shoots would be released no matter who came?

But at that time, An Xuefeng still noticed that Yi Ling's face also had a rare expression of confusion, as if he had not expected that things would develop like this. But if he didn't mean it, then again, why did the corn shoots have this attitude towards him? So before knocking on the door, An Xuefeng had a sudden idea and winked at the corn shoots - although An Xuefeng couldn't find where the corn shoots' eyes were, when he looked over, the corn shoots turned around and looked at them too. He looked at him, then immediately read An Xuefeng's mind and opened the door.

...No, to say that a worm could read his mind is a very scary idea. However, Miao Fangfei said that she and her Gu insects are a master-servant contract in the soul. Even if she doesn't speak, her Gu insects can understand the orders in her heart. Sometimes she even just has a vague idea. , the Gu insect will know.

So Yi Ling actually wanted him to take away the lamp oil and wanted the worm to open the door for him, so did the corn shoots act?

...This is so narcissistic when I think about it, how could it be possible? An Xuefeng tilted his head. Yi Ling lay on his back and spoke close to his ear. His breathy voice made his ears itch unaccustomedly. However, Yi Ling did not realize this at all. He came closer and lowered his voice with great interest: "So, corn shoots are... Do you recognize the wild brother? The tiger is also called a big insect. It makes sense. In this case, there is a generation gap between us. At most, the corn shoot is my son. "

"Shall we just open the door and go in?"

An Xuefeng has now initially mastered the skills to deal with Yi Ling. He ignored Yi Ling's insect modeling on him and said directly: "Isn't this against the rules?"

"Of course it's against the rules. How can you just open the door bolt? This is cheating."

As expected, Yi Ling's attention was diverted, and he said with some regret: "According to the rules, the family should knock on the door. There is no sound from inside. Who would be anxious and confused, and look in through the crack in the door, and the result will be that the eyes of the person at the door - This is a classic startling scene, and it’s been avoided now. It’s really boring, but I guessed it, after all, my family always has good luck in this area.”

"Baby corn, knock on the door. I'll settle the score with you when I get back."

He complained for a long time, then said in a long voice casually, and at the end he threatened the worm: "You can only eat yourself today, and I have deducted all other meals. Please reflect on it."

"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."

The worm looked very sad and made a strange sobbing sound, but it still rolled up its tentacles and knocked on the door, which made An Xuefeng feel a little guilty inexplicably. But then he was interrupted by Yi Ling's movements. Yi Ling grabbed his poncho and hat and pulled him to the left like a rein. At the same time, he turned around and waved to Miao Fangfei and others, asking his family to come with him.

An Xuefeng carried Yi Ling and walked to the door, which was very close to the wall. From this position, even if the owner opened the door and looked outside, he would not see anyone at all. Unless he glanced left and right, was he trying to avoid the door? To avoid the 'master's' gaze through the crack in the door? An Xuefeng did know that when going to a hospital or crematorium, which is a place with strong yin energy, he should not stand directly in front of the elevator door when it opens, otherwise he would easily be hit in the face by the yin energy in the elevator.

It seems that there is some care here. An Xuefeng gestured to Wang Pengpai and the others with his hands behind his back, and acted accordingly. At the same time, Bai Feibai was asked to guard the back - they crowded into two rows along the wall, and the people at the back were too close to the darkness. In order to prevent the classic "the last person is captured by the darkness" and "the mole sneaks up on the tail of the team", it is more secure to trust one of your own people.

Someone came soon. Although he didn't hear the footsteps, An Xuefeng smelled some strong fishy smell, like thick slurry after crushed insects, with a weird and disgusting smell. Several silver-white tiger whiskers sprouted from his face, trembling slightly in the cold and humid air. An Xuefeng stood sideways at the front of the team with Yi Ling on his back, closest to the door. As soon as he touched his belt, he had a military thorn in his hand.

The cold, rough handle of the weapon pressed against the palm of his hand, and he could still feel the familiar weight through the leather of the tactical gloves. An Xuefeng's breathing slowed down, almost to the point of not breathing. He was highly focused, and his whole body became tense, as if A beast that ambush its prey. The light was blurry and even dimmer, and the corn shoots directly in front of the door had buried themselves in the soil, leaving no trace behind. The smell behind the door got closer and closer, but there was still no sound of footsteps.

Are this family really human?

A distracting thought flashed through his mind, and was quickly dismissed. An Xuefeng narrowed his eyes dangerously. The wall next to him didn't seem too high, only more than two meters, and it was easy for people to climb up, but Wang Pengpai, who was guarding behind him, didn't send a signal. The three of them performed their duties in their respective teams. An Xuefeng kept a close eye on the gate, Bai Feibai was on guard at the end of the team, and Wang Pengpai was responsible for filling in the gaps, such as whether there would be monsters climbing on the wall, or cracking open a huge mouth to swallow people.

This was a tacit understanding that was developed during the mission. An Xuefeng believed in his teammates, but he also knew that accidents could happen at any time in a highly tense situation. His ears had become tiger ears without knowing when, turning to monitor the sounds from all directions. This was the bottom line. An Xuefeng's eyes were fixed on the gate. The fishy smell quietly stopped behind the door and floated out through the cracks in the door. It was even more disgusting and unpleasant, making the damp wooden door covered with mottled moss even more muddy and disgusting, like melted mud, twisted and evil, making people uneasy and restless, wanting to end this disturbing change as soon as possible.

There was definitely no one behind the door.

An Xuefeng was sure.

Under the high pressure, he was as calm as a fighting machine. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. His intuition told An Xuefeng that some dangerous changes were happening and he couldn't wait any longer. If he kicked the door to break it and seized the opportunity, or stabbed the monster's eyeballs with a bayonet through the crack of the door, could he kill it?

An Xuefeng was thinking this way, and the next second his breathing stagnated and his pupils shrank suddenly! A tentacle covered with mud suddenly shot out from the mud like an arrow from a string, and stabbed through the vertical crack of the door!

Puff!

A light sound came, accompanied by an indistinct murmur of human voices, and the tentacles of the corn shoots quickly retracted, as if they were rolling up something. An Xuefeng was about to retreat alertly, but Yi Ling behind him held his shoulders and jumped lightly to the ground, kicking the door open with one foot: "Hahaha, you're scared!"

How could this happen! An Xuefeng's temples twitched, but he still took a step to Yi Ling's side, subconsciously turned sideways to protect him behind him, and stared at the person in the door vigilantly. In the dim light, the person who came to open the door was tall and thin, wearing white linen, and seemed to be covering his eyes with his head down. Anyone who was poked in the eyes would definitely be angry, let alone a monster.

But the strange thing was that An Xuefeng could smell that the strong evil fishy smell was actually reduced a lot. The person in front of him didn't smell so much like a monster, and he didn't seem to be angry. He just covered his eyes for a while and put his hands down, facing An Xuefeng and the others and said something. It sounded like a strong dialect. After saying a few words, seeing that An Xuefeng didn't seem to understand, the man suddenly realized and changed to a somewhat stiff Mandarin.

"Please come in, my father is about to be buried."

The man's voice was dry and hoarse, and he bowed stiffly to them and invited them in sideways. What's the situation now? An Xuefeng couldn't figure it out. But Yi Ling had already walked in with his sleeves gathered up. An Xuefeng gestured to Wang Pengpai and led the others into the yard.

The courtyard was not much brighter than the outside, with only a few faint lights like ghost fires, which made the house look more like a haunted house than a human residence. There was also a well in the courtyard, and the main hall was facing the well. There were two wreaths at the door of the main hall, with mourning couplets hanging on them. They had been wet by the rain, and the paper was stuck together in a dark color.

"Father died last night... and the paper money for his death had been burned."

The man stood by the well, coughed twice, and muttered: "The villagers refused to come at this time, and there is no ash to bury the body... Did you bring ash?"

As he spoke, the man turned his head and looked at everyone. An Xuefeng's back tensed, and the moment he saw the man's face, he suddenly felt a sense of danger and sounded the alarm. This man's eyes were actually two dark holes! Even the skin around his eyes was gone, leaving only dried red flesh like jerky, and some tiny black and red hard shells around his eyes, which looked scary. His skin was also abnormally gray, spreading all the way to his neck with bulging veins. When he spoke, the bulging blood vessels twitched, as if there were some bugs hidden under his skin.

What kind of monster is this? He has no eyes, so what did he use to peek through the crack in the door? ?

"No, how can you bring fire ash directly when it's raining? It will get wet."

When Yi Ling said this with a smile, the lights in the whole building suddenly went out in an instant! The darkness was like a swamp, and the sense of danger instantly rose to the point where An Xuefeng could react. The hall in front of him was more like a terrifying black hole that was about to swallow everyone. He took a step forward almost instinctively, holding a bayonet in his hand and ready to pierce the monster's head at any time, while his hand habitually reached out to Yi Ling to carry him on his back and lead the team to escape together.

But Yi Ling's cold fingers with moisture loosely grasped An Xuefeng's hand, making him pause for a moment. Then Yi Ling laughed and said, "So my family used a pottery jar to hold the ashes. It's very considerate, so that the believer can lie in the dry ashes."

...

"That's good. Thank you, Baishan Sect."

The man paused for a moment and said slowly. The sense of crisis subsided, and the faint light came on again. However, everyone was sweating coldly, as if they had walked back and forth between life and death. The palpitations could not be calmed for a long time, and when Yi Ling said something shocking again, his heart skipped a beat.

"The mountain god is with my family."

Yi Ling said seriously, and then without any preparation, he said in an imperative tone as a matter of course: "In order to promote our sect and publicize the purpose of Baishan, this funeral will be broadcast live. You must fully cooperate and bring out something decent."

Everyone: ! !

How can you live stream the funeral? You can just film it secretly, why do you have to say it out loud? ? Wang Yushu put on a mask of pain, feeling that his heart couldn't take it. Especially when that weirdo obviously didn't understand what live streaming was and showed a blank expression, Wang Yushu was pushed in front of the weirdo by Yi Ling.

"This is the family member in charge of the live streaming this time, let him explain it to you."

Author has something to say

The problematic local 'people' were written about when they entered the Tusi King's Tomb in the suburbs of Beijing~ Similar to the stone figurines, but now the pollution of the Tusi King's Tomb has been fully upgraded, and the monsters before have also been greatly strengthened in the new version!

Wu Laoliu: Mask of Pain

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