Feng was still talking to himself, completely unaware of the noise coming closer and closer outside the house.
I don't know when the human voice has almost disappeared, only a small shadow stood in front of the window. They were not sure what it was, but it must be an uninvited guest. Before Feng could say the reason, the shadow suddenly flashed to a side.
Later, he disappeared from the window. Xie Zhe's eyes were fixed on the door. The night was very cold, but sweat slipped from his forehead.
He took out a piece of talisman, passed the others and went straight to the door, stretched out his hand and prepared to stick the paper talisman on it.
A knife pierced the fragile wooden door. At the same time, it pierced the talisman in Xie Zhe's hand. The tip of the knife passed between his two fingers and was aimed at his chest. With a crisp "click" sound, Ling Huan
He screamed and jumped up on the spot. He immediately stepped back and tried to dodge. The blade spun to the side, and then the owner of the knife kicked him up.
It was black outside the door.
This was the last scene they saw. They couldn't even see the figure of the man holding the knife clearly, and the three of them almost lost consciousness at the same time. Before closing his eyes, Xie Zhe turned around and saw the little boy's face, which turned into a blur.
of blank.
I don't know how much time has passed.
The first person to open his eyes was Han Chang. He climbed up from the hard ground and patted the soil on his body. He felt that his whole body was sore, and he must have been cooling on the ground all night. He quickly patted his left and right sides and lay down.
The people on the ground also sat up slowly. Ling Hu felt that
My whole body was extremely cold, and I couldn't stop shivering as soon as I regained consciousness. Fortunately, the early winter in this area is not too cold. Although it snowed yesterday, it was only a few or two grains. I mean, I'm sure it won't snow today.
Get up - not to mention that there was such a... fantasy last night.
The three of them relaxed for a while. When they opened their eyes, they realized that the little boy was gone. Everything seemed like a dream, and it would have been more like a dream if they had not stayed in this cabin. There was a dim light outside the window.
, it may have just dawned, but now is the coldest time. They stayed in the house for a long time, pacing back and forth, stamping their feet, and finally warmed their bodies.
Xie Zhe has been lingering at the door. There is indeed a mark of penetration on the door. He can't remember whether it was there when he first entered the door, or whether it was left after the "illusion" at night. That knife will really
Did he hurt himself? He wasn't sure, and of course he didn't dare to try again. The only thing Xie Zhe remembered clearly was...
"What's wrong?" Han Chang stood behind him, "What problem did you find?"
"No... I can't even remember what the intruder looked like yesterday. But judging from the silhouette of the body, it was probably a child. Maybe it was that little boy. Because when I turned around to look at him, he had no face. This
Illusion may not make the same person appear in the field of vision of both parties with the same identity."
"Maybe this is the characteristic of illusion. We have all experienced it. This magic is too powerful. But who is it..."
"That knife is very red." Finally, Xie Zhe said.
When the sun fully rose, they walked out of the hut. Following the path they had taken before, they quickly arrived at the place where they found Feng. He was still standing there, exactly the same as when they first met. His face had no emotion.
, there is no light in the eyes, just like the soul is dead but the body is still alive.
It's hard to imagine that he is just a teenager.
None of them approached rashly, nor did Feng look at them. Ling Huan asked Xie Zhe in a low voice:
"Is he...really alive?"
"Probably, we are not sure. No one can guarantee whether what we see after the illusion is lifted is..."
Is it a thin and withered skeleton?
"maple--"
Han Chang put his hands together and put them to his mouth to amplify the sound. The boy heard his voice, raised his head, and looked at him quietly. It seemed that he had not forgotten them, nor what happened yesterday. He was relatively
Independent of this illusion, at least the memory can remain in my mind - short-term memory.
Xie Zhe came to the conclusion from this: "He should still be alive. If he turned into a ghost, I'm afraid his obsession would be too deep and he wouldn't remember this."
Ye Lingquan echoed: "Well...he also said yesterday that we were not the first group of people to come."
Feng looked at them for a while. Seeing that the three of them stopped talking, he said softly:
"It's time for you to go."
"us……"
Ling Huan looked at him with some sadness. She felt that they couldn't just leave, but she didn't know what to do. The events of last night were still vivid in her mind, and the screams and shouts seemed to still be echoing in her ears. She looked back
Looking at the two people, Xie Zhe and Han Zhang were speechless, but they also knew that if they left like this... this child would be too pitiful.
"You can leave at dawn." Feng said calmly, "Those who try to escape at night will die. Only during the day are they temporarily safe."
Ye Lingquan asked him: "What about you? Aren't you... going to come with us?"
Feng didn't speak, didn't look at her, and just shook his head slightly. Ling Huan felt that he had really asked a stupid question. If he could leave, he would have left long ago, so why go through reincarnation with no end in sight.
Xie Zhe suddenly came over and stretched out his hand towards him.
"We'll find a way to get you out."
Feng's eyes were a little confused. He didn't know where this person had the confidence to break this meaningless cycle. He was silent for a while and said quietly:
"You're not the first person to do this either."
"Who knows if you don't try."
The little boy finally agreed, but he didn't seem to have any hope. He had probably gone through too much, and he called it a "futile struggle." Even when he said this, he looked mature, which made him look very mature.
People feel distressed.
Xie Zhe had his own way. He found a basin from the previous room. The basin was made of pottery, not very big, and could still be used. Then he asked Han Shang to fetch water from the well and pour it into it.
Put it in the middle of the table. Then he took out a needle - I don't know where he took it out. Maybe it was the "eating guy" that the Onmyoji always carries with him.
He pricked the middle finger of his left hand and let a drop of blood fall into the pottery basin. Then he handed the needle to Ling Huan.
"Uh... me, do I want it too?" She carefully took the needle.
"Yeah. It's easy for two people to fall into it. It's safest to have three or more people. Don't worry, nothing will happen. The woman got her right hand pierced."
"Ah, good..."
Although Ye Lingyu didn't understand what the so-called "trapped" meant, she chose to believe Xie Zhe. She easily punctured the thin skin and let the blood fall into the water. The blood quickly spread and mixed with Xie Zhe's blood.
Same. Just as Ling Huan was about to hand the needle to Han Zhang, Xie Zhe suddenly said sharply:
"Don't give it to him! Give it to Feng. Feng must be the last one."
"Why?" Han Chang raised his eyebrows, wondering if Xie Zhe was dissatisfied with him.
"Monsters cannot participate in this spell."
"You have a problem with me?"
"All participants in the ritual must be humans." Xie Zhe emphasized, "Monster blood will cause damage. You haven't even seen this spell, have you?"
Han Chang suddenly let out a strange laugh, perhaps expressing his dissatisfaction.
"You really overestimated me. I'm very ignorant. I'm so sorry."
"If you want to help, you have another task - look at us. The three of us must hold hands together for a while. If anyone is sleepy and seems to be falling asleep, wake him up immediately without hesitation. There is a stick here
Break the incense into three sections. When it is almost burned out, throw it into a bowl, and then use your hand stained with incense ashes to nod the head of the person closest to you. Three sections of incense will last for three people."
"...Okay." Han Chang crossed his arms and shrugged, "You guys start."
Feng didn't hesitate at all when pricking his hand. Even Ling Huan showed his teeth slightly when he did this. After all, the needle was quite painful. But the little boy was really strong and remained calm.
Dropping blood into the water, they sat around the small table as promised
A circle. Except for Zhongli Han who was standing on one side, there was a pottery basin with three drops of blood in the middle of the three people. Xie Zhe asked Feng to drink one-third of the water, but at this time, he hesitated slightly.
For a moment. Maybe among the people who said they wanted to help him in the past, no one had ever used this strange method.
Then Ling Huan drank the remaining half, and finally Xie Zhe drank it all. There was a little water hanging on the wall, and Xie Zhe put the needle in it. The needle was attached to the pelvic floor, and the tip of the needle pointed at the little boy.
The three of them held hands and closed their eyes. Then they followed Xie Zhe's instructions. Han Sheng walked slowly around them suspiciously and did not make any trouble. He rarely looked serious, and he probably wanted to see this.
How powerful Onmyoji is. Xie Zhe said that when he started, he lit one of the incense sticks with his fingertips, and the incense began to burn slowly. Its burning speed was obviously much slower than ordinary incense. In this small space
Inside, he had to hold up the incense and walk around them all the time.
The air was soon filled with curls of smoke. The smell of this incense was lighter than ordinary ones, but the taste was stronger. I don't know what it was made of.
"Just... keep holding hands?" Ling Huan closed his eyes and asked carefully, "What else needs to be done."
"Don't talk, just sit quietly. You may see something after a while, but it is all an illusion. Don't panic. Try not to open your eyes. If anyone does, the ceremony will be over. And you must never let go.
Hands—absolutely not!”
Xie Zhe emphasized repeatedly, and Ye Lingquan nodded. But she realized that everyone had their eyes closed, so there was no point in doing so. So she hummed again to show that she heard it. Then, everyone stopped talking.
After speaking, she felt her hands were a little sweaty. Of course, she couldn't let go.
Ling Hu comforted herself that she was just a little nervous. Xie Zhe's hand was much hotter than her own. Is the temperature of a man higher? She didn't know. But this was not the case with this child. His hand was as cold as a piece of iron after touching it for a long time.
It was as if she was getting frostbite. She squeezed her little hands tighter, hoping to warm them up.
Soon, a red light flashed in front of her eyes. Ye Lingquan was startled and almost opened her eyes, but she immediately remembered Xie Zhe's words and closed her eyes even tighter. Her breathing was a little rapid, and she tried hard
Let yourself calm down. The ceremony did not seem to be interrupted. The others must have strictly followed Xie Zhe's requirements.
Then... there was light gradually in front of her eyes, as if she had really opened her eyes. If her eyelids hadn't been so tight and sore, she might have misunderstood. In this light, some things showed vague outlines, but they became very clear.
Fast and elusive. Before she could see anything clearly, she suddenly felt someone press lightly on the top of her head. It must have been that one of the incense sticks had burned out.
Zhongli Hanzhang sprinkled a little bit of incense ash in his hand into the pottery basin in the middle. The needle suddenly turned to Ye Lingyu. He was slightly surprised.
