Volume 1 Huangquan December 27th Chapter: One after another
Shanhai stood up, and Dai Luan ran in to give him. Before she could recover, she was talking intermittently, as if it was related to the Songyun family. He didn't speak, and carefully took the piece of paper. The letter was heated by the high temperature on the stove.
The firewood ash has been simmered thoroughly and turned into several pieces, with a little residual warmth, just like human skin. However, it has become very brittle, and paper scraps can fall off if you are not careful.
Under the weak light of the candlestick, he carefully placed them on the table and moved them gently with his fingers, trying to restore their original order. Shanhai could have used some magic to completely restore them to the way they were before they were burned, but it just needed
Tools, he didn't bother to prepare.
"It's a letter from home, sent by the Songyun family." Shanhai had difficulty identifying the broken words.
"Letter from home? Miss Songyun hasn't been dead for a long time. Why are there still letters exchanged? Is it written to Bai Gu's family?" After hearing this, Mu Wan couldn't help but think about it. The door was still open, and a cool breeze blew in.
It looks so cold in the summer night.
"It doesn't seem like it was written for my daughter."
The daughter is naturally Miss Songyun. But didn’t she already send letters to the deceased to the home where she once lived?
Unless, they thought she was still alive.
"Being cheated."
As if in line with Shan Hai's words, the door was suddenly slammed shut by the wind, making a loud clang. The three of them couldn't help but tremble. Then, the candlestick on the table went out in the windless room.
, as if someone had blown it away. Faced with the sudden darkness, they all panicked, but Shanhai quickly used magic to light up the lamp.
Ordinary people can perceive the existence of spiritual power through practice and enlightenment, and use it a little. But if you are not born with abundant spiritual power and are extremely talented, using it in this way will waste your life. People like Shan Hai are extremely talented.
As a person, this little spell will not harm him.
The light returned to the room again, even brighter than before. The door was closed tightly, and it took three people to open it. When they opened the door, they found that the yard seemed darker than ever. Those who usually
The lamps that were lit at night were also turned off. It seemed that the entire courtyard was on fire.
It's Zishi now, the Dragon Boat Festival, the most yang day of the year - that's how it should be.
The night watchman panicked and ran around in the dark in the yard. He seemed to have heard someone fall. Soon, there were jingling noises from other houses, one after another, and people were woken up. Logically speaking,
Everyone should be sleeping at this time, so why is there such a big movement? It seems that in addition to the lack of light, there are other strange things happening.
In this difficult night, chaos became the theme of the courtyard.
Shan Hai held up the lamp, and the three of them ran towards the old lady's main room. In the faint light, Dai Luan noticed that the entire courtyard had changed. All the pillars had sprouted long branches, and they were like monsters. They were showing their teeth and claws.
It seemed to be still, but as she ran, it seemed to be shaking. It felt like something lurking in this area had finally taken action. The whitewashed shell peeled off layer by layer, and in this darkness
Gradually revealing its original terrifying appearance.
At this time, she tripped over a branch extending from a low place and fell hard to the ground. The other two people stopped and Mu Wan helped her up, letting Shanhai go first. He hesitated, nodded, and protected her.
Deng continued to run forward. He could have jumped away quickly using Qinggong, but the flame was too fragile and it was difficult to maintain it.
Shan Hai turned around and saw that someone had relit the torches and lamps and was walking towards them. Then he felt relieved about the two people and quickened his pace.
The door to the main room was unlocked, so he pushed it open with some effort. There was no one in the room. The old lady must have gone out, so the door was open. But where could she go? Shan Hai thought for a moment,
He immediately realized that he should be at the young master's house. So he turned around and ran to the other side. He almost bumped into the maid and almost tripped several times on the way.
Compared to the entire spacious courtyard, this weak flame was insignificant, and huge darkness enveloped everything. And in the night, he vaguely felt that there was something darker and indescribable, wandering in the courtyard, looking for something. That
This force is very powerful, perhaps it is the so-called "fierce ghost" themselves.
Finally finding the place, he saw that the cook was also at the door. She couldn't open the door no matter what. He handed her the candlestick and tried to push it, but he felt that there was something blocking the door. So he stepped back two steps.
Step forward, step forward and kick the door open a crack. Sure enough, there is a small cabinet lying across the inside.
When he and the cook pushed the door open, they heard bursts of shouting inside, as if they were extremely afraid of something coming to the door, with trembling curses. It wasn't until they saw clearly who the person was that they relaxed a little.
The scene where the three of them huddled beside the bed was really funny.
"I advise you to speak clearly now. How do you explain the letter sent from the Songyun family? Who replied in the name of Miss Songyun? If you are still unwilling to tell the truth, we can only protect ourselves."
For the first time, Lin Shanhai's expression was so serious and cold. This face must have been something Dai Luan had never seen before.
As soon as they heard that he was leaving, those people panicked again. They were trembling and looking at each other. Just when no one knew how to speak, the cook was the first to shout:
"Taoist Priest! The old woman asked me to kill him. It has nothing to do with me! You must save me, save me!"
She fell to the ground, holding on to Shan Hai's trousers. The lampstand hit the ground, and the remaining lamp oil scattered, splashing lightly, and ignited a small flame, illuminating the whole room.
From top to bottom, it hit the cook coldly on the face. She was more like a ghost, clinging to the living people in the world and refusing to let go.
"Are you talking about Miss Songyun?" Shanhai asked sharply.
"No, it's not!" The young master suddenly crawled over, "This is really not the case!"
"Really? How many lives have been lost to your Baigu family?"
"snort"
What came from behind was Mu Wan's sneer. She and Dai Luan had already arrived here, followed by many servants holding torches. She had been listening here for a while and got a general idea. She then said
:
"You are talking about the head wife who left early, no wonder you love this daughter-in-law so much. In my opinion, you just see her as the same as you and you like her!"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Baigu's wife screamed, but couldn't find the words to refute.
But in fact, Lin Shanhai's mind is also very messed up.
How many lives are there here? Who is this evil ghost? Who does she want to harm and why? How should he deal with it? Is it pure malice? Is it caused by being forced by the living during his lifetime? The unjust souls who died in vain and the human lives in front of them,
Who is more important? And what is the truth?
Don't dare to think, don't want to think.
A gust of strange wind blew and extinguished everyone's torches. Suddenly, the courtyard fell into darkness again, and people made daring noises one after another. Under the weak moonlight, it was as if they were ghosts in the night.
It was this kind of wind that followed the open door and caused a fire on the ground to explode. As if it was given life, it moved up and down throughout the room, igniting everything that could burn. The interior seemed like
During the day, this made Mu Wan a little stunned for a moment, as if he had seen this scene not long ago.
where is it?
"Let's go, Shanhai!" Dai Luan shouted loudly. The wind seemed to have deliberately closed the door, but it was blocked by the horizontal cabinet and could not be closed. Mu Wan and Dai Luan were outside the door, constantly moving toward Shan Hai.
Wave.
"Let's go, Master Lin, how long are you going to spend on these liars?"
Mu Wan finally came to her senses. She stepped on the cabinet and tried to drag Shan Hai over. But he took a step back, looking a little hesitant. This move surprised her. She took another step forward, both feet on the
On the cabinet, he condescendingly pulled up the skirt of Lin Shanhai's clothes, but he remained unmoved.
"Are you crazy? If you think the lives of evil people are important, I won't care about you!"
"Let's go." Eight blank spells flashed between Shan Hai's fingers, "If they don't want to tell me, I will go and ask the ghost personally!"
"If you want to die, I won't stop you!"
As if angry, Mu Wan let go of his hand and took a step back. The fire in the room became stronger and dazzling, which caused the extremely unpleasant scene to constantly circle in Mu Wan's mind.
"Then take good care of Aluan."
His voice was not loud, but his words were clear. Mu Wan was stunned for a moment, then noticed that someone was about to rush over, so he stopped him. It was indeed Dai Luan. She didn't waste any words, and grabbed Dai Luan's arms to take her away.
At this time, she took off the mahogany sword from her waist and threw it towards the sea of fire. Shanhai still held the talisman between her fingertips and caught the sword.
At this time, the cabinet lost its force and bounced out of the door. The two girls dodged it, and it rolled down the steps and crashed into the panicked crowd. The crowd became even noisier and fled in all directions.
Mu Wan dragged Dai Luan and ran all the way, using an umbrella to cut off all the branches blocking the road. Dai Luan turned around and saw a huge black smoke hitting the closed door desperately. The ghost must have confirmed it.
direction, and the interior has been blocked by mountains and seas.
——Use spells.
He shook the blank spells up and down, and neatly fit them along the crack of the door. Then, mysterious words appeared on the spells - they were written directly by Shan Hai using his mind. Likewise, life span will be shortened.
move.
While running, Mu Wan was thinking in her mind. There were mugwort and calamus hanging on the door. Even though dirty things couldn't get in, those who got in couldn't get out. She also turned around and looked at the house surrounded by the sea of fire, with a lingering look in her eyes.
