I Became a God in a Horror Game: 352, Yinshan Village

Red lanterns are hung on the inner wall of the low tomb passage, and are shaken from side to side by the hot and humid wind blowing from inside. ‌Xu ‌The shadows of different heights shine on the wall like a shadow play.

The movements of these shadows are stiff and dull, and they seem to be talking with each other with their heads stretched out, and they find that the white willow has just heard the distant and vague words and footsteps, and changes position with the flickering of the light, heading towards the main body. Go to the cemetery.

On both sides of the entrance of the main tomb, under the light of the lantern, there are two bowed shadows respectfully standing on the left and right, as if they are welcoming the guests. The dark eyes of these two shadows are empty. The shadow's face turned around flexibly, as if looking at the ‌ at the entrance, or the shadow.

The shadow's lips slowly opened a gap, and the strange and sharp voice came from the wall again:

"There are two guests coming to congratulate you, please enter the main hall!"

But there are such shadows on the wall, but there is nothing in the tomb passage. Only the faint red light is shaking, and the light and dark are intertwined. It is constantly changing the shape of the movement and walking in, changing on the wall. Get more and more clear shadow.

After the two welcoming shadows at the entrance urged her twice, Bai Liu still didn't move, her crescent-shaped smiling eyes moved up and down, her smiling mouth retracted and disappeared. There were only two red hole-like halo eyes staring at Bai Liu.

The shadow's foot that was originally standing on the wall sank by half, and bent to the ground strangely, getting closer to the place where Bai Liu was standing, and its voice urged the third time :

"There are two guests, please come in."

Bai Liu lowered her eyes and walked in, followed closely by Mu Sicheng.

The two shadows guarding the entrance put their hands in their hands, bowed their bodies, turned their eyes and watched Bai Liu enter the tomb passage, and the mouth slowly opened a huge arc:

"The honored guest is here, the guest of honor welcomes the guest!"

As soon as Bai Liu walked into the tomb passage, the steps of the shadows on both sides of the tomb passage and the noisy conversation stopped instantly. He Mu Sicheng.

These shadows are small and have different shapes. There are women with hair buns, little girls with double braids, old hunchbacks with crutches, and middle-aged men in short mandarin jackets. The young men stood in the wall without saying a word, staring at Bai Liu as he walked slowly into the main tomb.

Mu Sicheng's scalp was numb, he leaned closer to Bai Liu, and asked in a low voice: "Are these shadows? Didn't you say that shadows only live and have shadows?"

"Living people can cast their shadows in the shade, but living people are not the only ones who can cast their shadows in the shade." Bai Liu walked into the main tomb without looking sideways.

"Shadow is a kind of image that is printed on the object by light after the three souls and seven souls gather together. The essence of the shadow is the same as that of us reflected in the mirror. Therefore, the people Both Taoism and Taoism say that ghosts have no shadows, and ghost marks cannot touch mirrors, because ghosts have incomplete three souls and seven souls.”

"There is form but no shadow, it is the transformation of the soul, and there is a shadow but invisible, it is the transformation of the soul."

Bai Liu glanced at the shadows on the wall from the corner of his eye: "These shadows should be the souls of those who died but were trapped here in Yinshan Village, which can never be surpassed."

Mu Sicheng looked around at these shadows, and shivered: "...So these shadows are just ghosts, compared to the ghosts of the dead bridge ghosts outside, it's nothing. Is it harmful?"

Bai Liu withdrew his gaze: ""Maoshan Sorcery" describes that [the soul of ‌ is good but the soul is evil, and the soul of ‌ is bright but the soul is stupid... the soul is there, then it is ‌‌; Not its ‌‌."

"The world moves the dead and the shadows, and the soul does it. Only the way of Tao can control the soul. (Note 1)"

Mu Sicheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "...What do you mean by that?"

Bai Liu simply explained: "It means that the soul is kind, the po is evil, the soul is alive, and the po is ignorant."

"There is a soul, this ghost can still be called a thing with human nature, but once the soul is completely dissipated, this ghost has no human nature at all, the most powerful ghost in the world They are all soul-like, and only those with profound Taoism can punish soul."

Mu Sicheng can't help complaining: "Isn't it?! As for those soul-like dead bridge ghost zombies outside, they are still kind and human?!"

Bai Liu replied calmly: "Compared with soul, it is true."

The red light of the lanterns in the tomb passage became more and more intense. At some point, Mu Sicheng noticed that the shadows on both sides began to move slowly, and their eyes illuminated by the red light did not move at all. Staring at Bai Liu, the pace of walking under his feet is unreal.

Shadow's mouths were split with small red gaps, and they were close to each other, whispering, their voices were very vague, as if they were listening to the neighbors whispering through a wall, secretive and noisy.

Mu Sicheng couldn't hear what they were saying at all, but it was definitely not a good thing, because the sight of these shadows looking at them made Mu Sicheng feel a lingering malice.

Just when Mu Sicheng looked at these shadows, the back of his neck felt cold, and he frowned and asked anxiously: "Are these shadows getting shorter and shorter?"

Bai Liu pulled Mu Sicheng a little, and let Mu Sicheng walk directly behind him.

"Pay attention to your feet." Bai Liu reminded lightly, "These souls are trapped in the wall as shadows, and they haven't attacked us now. They shouldn't be able to escape from the wall and actively attack us, but their shadows can touch us. Shadow."

Mu Sicheng lowered his head subconsciously, and was horrified to find that at some point, the feet of these shadows had slowly slipped from the wall to the ground, and they were getting closer and closer to their shadows.

No wonder he just saw these shadows getting shorter and shorter! !

The shadows on the wall seem to know that they have been found to be close to the plot, and they all burst into smiles, and the almost identical smiles and red lips appear on the shadows of different men, women, and old people at the same time, accompanied by The sound of laughter with different voices came from the wall.

Mu Sicheng was so frightened that he immediately started walking in a straight line behind Bai Liu, trying to keep his shadow in the center and away from these souls.

Bai Liu squinted at Mu Sicheng's shadow on the ground from the corner of his eye, and it was so faint that he could hardly see it.

There is no shadow, which means that Mu Sicheng's soul is about to be separated now, so he can't see the shadow.

And the Mu Sicheng here has a personality but no shadow, so the Mu Sicheng here is a soul, so what stays in Mu Sicheng's body is self-evident, ‌ Of course it is soul.

There is no soul, only vicious.

Things have become a little bit troublesome. Things like soul can only be subdued by righteous methods, but there is no righteous method for Bailiu, only evil methods.

We can only take one step forward and see one step ahead.

Bai Liu walked to the end of the tomb passage and pushed open a narrow faded red double wooden door.

The shadows on the wall looked at Bai Liu with the salivating eyes that made the scalp tense, and at the same time complimented each other and smiled and entered the wooden door.

Bai Liu led Mu Sicheng into the wooden door.

As soon as you enter the wooden door, the scene of the always low tomb suddenly becomes brighter. The height of the top of the tomb is several times higher than before. According to the imitation of the main hall of the old house, red candles, white candles and lanterns are lit everywhere, which can almost be called brightly lit.

The shadows that file in are wandering around on the wall. Various scenes of banqueting guests are drawn on the wall, talking with the shadows, and the sound of laughing and slapstick is appropriate. Of course, if these shadows are not straight Staring intently at Bai Liu, he would bless this lively banquet more sincerely.

Facing the wooden door, seven Eight Immortals Tables were placed in a certain order. The Eight Immortals Tables were covered with thick dust, but you could vaguely see the Qimen Eight Diagrams patterns on the Eight Immortals Tables. The legs of the Eight Immortals Tables were nailed to the ground with golden nails. up, unable to move.

The surroundings of the Eight Immortals Table are not tables, chairs and benches, but vertical coffins. These coffins have been opened, and there is only an empty coffin box left, which is scattered on the ground. The lids of the coffins were piled up casually, and the coffins were still wrapped with red thread.

The interior of the coffin was very decayed, and water was still dripping down. A bronze mirror was inlaid on the head, which was similar to the bride's coffin that Bai Liuzhi saw in the temple.

Bai Liu went up, he walked around these coffins, knelt down and carefully stroked the red line on the lid of the coffin: "There is no dust on the fracture, it was just torn off, the inside The corpse should not have gone far."

Then Bai Liu stood up, walked around these coffins one by one, and counted softly: "1, 2...33."

"There are only 33 empty coffins." Bai Liu looked around, "There are 16 empty coffins."

Mu Sicheng stood far away, and when he saw these coffins, he panicked and didn't want to approach them at all: "How do you know that there are 16 coffins?"

"This should be a formation with seven as the extreme number." Bai Liu pointed to the seven tables of the Eight Immortals, "The paper is the zombie who drove the corpse, the bridge ghost on the bridge, and the coffin we guard in the temple. There are seven of them, according to this rule, there should be seven coffins corresponding to each Eight Immortals table."

"It can be seen from the dust on the ground." Bai Liu motioned Mu Sicheng to look at the ground, "The dust on these places is not heavy, and there are traces of dragging. It should be that the coffin was originally placed of."

"These 16 coffins should have been transported by the ghosts we met on the road."

Bai Liuruo thought: "But these ghosts were originally formed because of the tomb owner, and they should only listen to one order from the tomb owner, and this formation should be It was arranged by the owner of the tomb after a hundred years."

"Why does the owner of the tomb want these ghosts to move the bride's coffins into the tomb after a hundred years, destroying the formation that he has painstakingly arranged for a hundred years?"

Bai Liu drooped his eyes and rubbed the dust on his hands: "It's only one step away, he can gather Yin Qi and train himself into a peerless corpse."