"I pushed this door just now, why didn't it move?" I couldn't help but wonder.
"The door has been sealed using magic. Of course you can't push it open."
With that said, Han Jiuchen stepped forward and stepped into the door, "Slow down and watch your step."
I hummed, shrank my neck, and forced myself to follow.
The passage is a little wider than one person, and there should be steps with a gentle slope at your feet.
Why do you say it should? It's because there is no light in the passage.
Although Han Jiuchen transformed a moth from talisman paper to explore the path and provide lighting, the light was limited, and the surrounding darkness was too thick, and the light could not diffuse at all.
Moreover, there is Han Jiuchen between Moth True Fire and me, and Han Jiuchen is wearing dark clothes, so I can hardly see his figure clearly, so now I basically have to touch the wall to walk.
In the darkness, only the sound of our footsteps, breathing and the flickering moth fire made me feel a little alive.
Since neither of us spoke, the long sound in my ears was footsteps.
His, mine, his, mine, da da da da...
As I walked, I remembered a ghost story I had read before.
The death-seeking ghost in the hospital walks step by step towards the patient in the middle of the night. The patient is lying on the bed, listening to the sound of click, click, click, and death is approaching step by step...
At this moment, the more I heard the intertwining footsteps of Han Jiuchen and I, the more scared I felt.
Once the fear spread, it was out of control. I couldn't help but start to panic, my legs became weak, and my steps became as heavy as my breathing.
At this time, Han Jiuchen in front suddenly stopped, and I accidentally bumped into his back.
Owl, my nose hurts!
I was about to complain, but I felt his warm palm take my hand away from the wall and hold it in his hand.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
He...he sensed that I was scared!
I felt so sweet in my heart, and being led by him obediently, I felt like the little deer in my heart started to jump around again!
After walking for a while, there was finally light ahead, and the passage gradually became wider.
I immediately stepped forward and stood side by side with Han Jiuchen, stretched out my hand and naturally took his arm.
Under the firelight, it could be vaguely seen that there were two simple doors at the end of the passage.
As we got closer, we discovered that the light source was two torches plugged into the wall.
I saw a pair of beast heads with particularly ferocious expressions on the door, holding a door knocker in its mouth.
At the same time, I clearly heard a whimpering sound like squeezing my neck, coming from the direction of the door.
I instantly got goosebumps. I leaned against Han Jiuchen and asked, "What... is this sound?"
"Ghosts cry." Han Jiuchen said.
When I heard this explanation, I shuddered and said, "Shall we... go in?"
Han Jiuchen did not answer immediately, but stood quietly not knowing what to think.
The voice inside the door seemed to be tired of crying. It paused for a moment and then turned into intermittent giggles.
"Is it a ghost laugh this time?" I looked up and asked him.
Han Jiuchen glanced at me, his expression seemed a little speechless.
I curled my lips and said, "The atmosphere is solemn. I was just kidding."
"It's not funny." He didn't give any face.
Next, the crying and laughter alternated repeatedly, which made people's hair stand on end.
I don’t know if this crying and laughing voice has some magical power that disturbs people’s emotions. I found that the longer I waited, the more irritable I became. It felt like my heart was blocked by something. I really wanted to find someone to have a fight with to vent my anger!
So I urged Han Jiuchen, "If you want to go in, hurry up. It doesn't matter if he is lucky or unlucky. If he dies early, he will be reborn early!"
As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I was frightened by myself - what happened to me? How could I say such things to Han Jiuchen!
Han Jiuchen also looked at me, his brows furrowed.
I guessed that he was angry and realized that he had made a mistake, so he lowered his head, bit his lip, and did not dare to look at him.
Han Jiuchen didn't get angry and called my name softly, "This voice can influence people's hearts. Don't take it too seriously. Just calm down."
He said that I have a soul in my body, and as long as I don't become impatient, I can get rid of these evil influences.
I hummed, let go of his arm, closed my eyes, and adjusted my breathing according to the method in the little book.
Suddenly, I heard a clang, like the sound of some porcelain clinking.
I opened my eyes and saw Han Jiuchen squatting in front of me, tinkering with something unknown to me.
Maybe it was the soul in my body that played a role. Now that my mind was clear, I actually opened my mind again - Why did he want to put away the bowls and chopsticks to eat first when he was hungry?
"Come here." Han Jiuchen asked me to squat next to him.
I walked over and squatted down next to him. I saw two small porcelain plates on the ground. He glanced at me and stretched out his hand to me.
While I handed my hand to him, I recalled that when we were in the ghost town, he also pulled me and bit me hard. Is he going to do it again this time?
I couldn't help but ask: "You want to bite again... Ouch!"
Before he finished speaking, he bit my middle finger again and it bled.
Han Jiuchen pinched his blood-covered fingers, squeezed out more blood, and handed it to the porcelain plate for smearing.
Han Jiuchen let go of my hand, and the fire light condensed on his fingertips again, touching my blood.
With a few crackling sounds, like the sound of fireworks being lit, a cluster of flames ignited above the blood stains in the two porcelain plates.
The most amazing thing is that even though there is no wick, these two small fireworks are actually brighter than Han Jiuchen's moths and the torches on the wall. They illuminate the situation in the basement clearly, and you can even see the surrounding area.
Cut off the walkway.
Judging from the width of the walkways, this basement was dug very randomly. Not to mention the walls are full of holes and sometimes wide and sometimes narrow.
The door in front of us, with enough light, I saw the runes carved on the door.
I definitely couldn't understand the runes, so I focused more on these two porcelain dish lamps that were lit by my blood.
I couldn't help but ask: "What... is going on? This is the first time I've seen someone light candles, but this person lights blood."
"The heart lamp, using the blood from the fingertips of people with a clear mind as a core, can clear away confusion. As long as the blood donor's mind is pure, the heart lamp will not go out." Han Jiuchen said while placing two porcelain plates on both sides.
Uneven walls.
"Oh!" Tsk, are you praising my purity of heart?
Hee hee hee, for a humble person like me, I naturally have to show a little shyness.
I pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Oh, you just know this kind of thing in your heart and don't say it out loud~"
Han Jiuchen glanced at me and didn't answer. He looked like you were continuing to pretend.
I glanced at him, secretly pursed my lips and smiled. I couldn't control my mouth when I was happy, "Why don't you use your own blood?"
This time, Han Jiuchen didn't even look at me. He started playing with the brush and cinnabar he took out from somewhere, and wrote runes in a semi-arc circle around the door.
Bah! I gave myself a slap in my heart, what a stupid question, he is not a human!
I quickly changed the subject: "You obviously didn't bring a toolbox, where did you hide all these things? Are you Fatty Lan..."
Han Jiuchen's subordinate paused and looked at me speechlessly, as if he wanted me to shut up.
I realized that I did talk too much today, so I quickly waved my hand for him to continue.
Just kidding, he is my life-saving talisman. If I disturb him and write something wrong, I will just cry and faint in the toilet!
After writing the runes on the ground, Han Jiuchen put away his pen, formed a circle with his thumbs and index fingers of his hands like he did outside, pressed them against the door, and said in a deep voice: "Crack!"
This was the second time I heard him say this word. I couldn't hold back the curiosity in my heart, so I asked him: "What do you mean by this crack?"
Han Jiuchen said that this is the Taoist mental formula, which is divided into splitting, concentration, destruction and crossing.
The Split Word Jue can tear open gaps;
The Ding Zi Jue can immobilize ghosts;
The Mie Zi Jue made his soul fly away;
The word crossing means transcendence.
I thought these four words were very powerful, so I quickly asked, "Can I use them?"
Han Jiuchen said that it is possible, but this mental method must be used in conjunction with one's own spiritual power to achieve real effects.
If an ordinary person just thinks about it, it can at best ward off some ordinary evil spirits.
I curled my lips, come on, this means that I don’t have spiritual power and it won’t be effective if I use it!
Han Jiuchen ignored me and focused on muttering a spell in a low voice toward the door. His voice was so low that even though I was standing next to him, I couldn't hear what he was chanting.
Han Jiuchen chanted for a while, then the tightly closed door suddenly started to make a noise, and gradually opened, and a cold wind whistling from the door with a pungent fishy smell.
The previous sounds of crying and laughing disappeared, replaced by the sad and ghostly screams.
The sound was very sharp, as if it did not reach the ears, but rushed directly into the brain.
Instantly, I felt my head was swollen and I was dizzy. It seemed like countless stars were surrounding me. It was like the dizziness experienced by an anemic person when he suddenly stands up after squatting for a long time.
"Han Jiuchen...my head is so dizzy..." I was swaying, and my feet felt like I was stepping on cotton.
Han Jiuchen directly hugged me into his arms, covered my ears, gently pressed his lips to my forehead, and muttered a few words, and my mind gradually became clearer.
Immediately afterwards, I heard countless bang-dong-dong sounds, like the sound of something hitting the wall. I listened carefully for a while and found that the source of the sound came from inside the door.
I immediately turned my gaze over and saw that the door had turned into a sea of yellow!
Groups of yellow ghosts squeezed each other, rushing left and right towards the door.
Those things were blocked at the door, as if there was an invisible wall at the door.
They couldn't break through but refused to stop. They bumped into each other one after another, making a non-stop sound.
I remembered that Han Jiuchen had drawn runes in front of the door before, and I thought those runes must have played a role.
But what Han Jiuchen said next instantly made my heart sink to the bottom.
"...There is no way to transcend." Han Jiuchen whispered.
"Ah?" When I heard what he said, my heart suddenly went cold and I was completely confused.