Volume 1, Huangquan December, Chapter 88: Old Tradition
When Shanhai opened his eyes, his eyes were still dark.
He felt that his head was still heavy, and the sky must not have been bright, so it should still be night. The night was too cold, and it was not like the temperature on the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival. So Shan Hai got up and wanted to go to the cupboard to see if there was a quilt.
"Are you cold?" he asked Wuqi casually.
No one answered him.
He expected that Shi Wuqi was not awake, but he soon noticed something was wrong - it was too quiet, so quiet that he couldn't even hear anyone's breathing. It was as if he was the only living thing except himself.
The mountains and seas immediately ignited a flame at the fingertips. Wherever the fire spread, nothing was left, not even the mattress on which he slept.
Why is this?
After a brief moment of astonishment, Shanhai quickly calmed down and analyzed the current situation. He walked a few steps, and when he reached what he thought was far more than the room should have, he was sure that he must have encountered a ghost.
Cover your eyes.
There are many forms of ghosts covering their eyes, some of which make people see all kinds of hallucinations, such as their favorite things or the people they miss most. This trick is often used by ghosts or monsters. At best, it is to intimidate and tease, at worst, it is to intimidate and tease.
It would kill people. And the simplest thing was the situation he encountered at the moment - he couldn't see anything, as if he was in another space. What was fatal was not to tempt people, but to gradually fade away in the darkness and silence.
Destroy the human spirit.
There is no way to crack it, and it is even very simple, but the mountains and seas are so deep that there is no way to prepare materials to ward off evil spirits. In fact, he was a little surprised, because he thought that with his fate, it would be difficult to encounter such a thing.
.Now that it has happened, it is destined that the mastermind behind it is not easy to mess with. Under normal circumstances, the best way is not to move around casually - even if you run around everywhere, in the eyes of others, you are just standing still in a strange place.
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But he is not the type to sit still and wait for death, or in other words, he knows that he can only rely on himself now.
He sat back cross-legged on the ground again and began to wonder about the connection between the ghost covering his eyes and the monster Shi Wuqi encountered who was suspected of being a drowned daughter. Could she have done this? If so, things would become simpler.
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Shi Wuqi actually woke up half an hour earlier than him.
Like Shan Hai, he also woke up from the cold. But when he opened his eyes, he felt that the store was unusual. Driven by curiosity, he left the house and wandered around the store. He could feel that Miss Qi was next door.
There was no movement in the room. As for the other two people, he didn't pay attention. His attention was completely attracted by the current situation. The atmosphere in the entire store was really strange - as if a sinister trap was trying to trap them all here.
Shi Wuqi's eyesight was good at night, and he could see things roughly without lighting a lamp. When he was in the underground river in Xuanzhuang Town, he relied on this kind of eyesight to step on gravel in the rushing water. So he saw
, the decoration of the entire store seems to have turned into an old house that has been abandoned for many years. There is dust and cobwebs everywhere, and the walls have peeled off a lot, exposing the moss-covered bricks and stones. There are many holes in the paper doors and wooden windows, and the cold wind is blowing through them.
travel through.
Is this the true face of this store?
No, maybe not.
Shi Wuqi could tell that all these dilapidated and depressed scenes were illusions. Although he had no way to unravel the illusion, he knew very well that what he saw during the day was the real situation of the hotel. As for why he was so sure, he
It's hard to say, but this may be an innate intuition, just like when he sees Tartar or other people, he can tell that they are monsters at a glance.
The house is not quiet - many ghosts and goblins are having a carnival here, and they are real.
When passing by the wine cellar, he heard some brats having a noisy meeting inside. He did not interrupt, but continued walking. There was a beautiful woman on the mural waving to him, and he just smiled politely in response and turned around.
We left. Behind the beam door, by the fireside, there were real ghosts and monsters everywhere gathering together. None of them had any hostility toward Shi Wuqi, and even many little monsters even greeted him.
"Do you know of any woman here who is half a skeleton?"
Shi Wuqi asked a spontaneously burning candle on the wall.
The lampstand ghost that resided in it stretched out a long shadow hand and spread it on the wall. Shi Wuqi followed the direction of the finger and came to the third room two doors away.
Open the door, and there is a square indoor hot spring pool inside. This kind of room is prepared for distinguished guests.
The pool was filled with water, and the floor of the entire room was covered with water marks. Not only the floor, but also the doors, windows, walls and even the ceiling had moisture marks that were difficult to remove.
Ripples appeared in the center of the pool, and what emerged from it was a beautiful woman. When she raised her head from the pool, there was no bigger splash. She had a delicate face and was very beautiful. Judging from her outline alone, Shi Wu
Qi did know that that was the woman he met today.
She really is a drowned daughter.
Seeing the person coming, she quickly sank half of her body, revealing only a pair of resentful eyes, looking at him silently.
"Can you help me?" she said.
Her mouth did not leave the water, but there were no bubbles, and the sound reached Shi Wuqi's ears clearly.
"Why are you so sure?"
"Because you are the Lord of Bones."
"Yes. It's not difficult for me," Shi Wuqi responded, "I want to know what kind of spell this house is under and how to break it? Also, where did you and the other monsters and ghosts come from?"
He asked a series of questions, but the drowned daughter did not answer. She still looked at him quietly for a long time. After a long time, she slowly stood up from the water.
What is shown below the waist is really a white pelvis and leg bones.
"We are trapped here," she said calmly, "and no one can break the spell."
"Did the shopkeeper do it? Why did he do this?"
"He did it - it wasn't him. But for us to leave here, we need the child's consent."
"child?"
"child."
"You are"
"I died here, many years ago, in an accident." She was naked, with her long hair covering part of her skin, "but it was nothing. Many people died here, for various reasons, vendetta, love, suicide, and manslaughter."
The yin energy here is very strong, and it can often attract many things - things that people are afraid of."
"The so-called rumors that there are few ghosts in Cangyi City are because they all gather here?"
"Not necessarily. There are always a lot of people in this city, and they suppress us. On weekdays, there are many guests in the hotel, and we can't get out."
Shi Wuqi seemed to understand something.
"Ah, the accident at Taki Mansion has caused fewer people to come, so you are going to come out to cause trouble?"
The drowned girl shook her head, with some water splashing from her hair.
"I said, we are trapped here and there is no way to reincarnate. Because the child is also trapped."
Children, children again.
Shi Wuqi pondered for a moment. For a moment, he suddenly understood something.
"I know, thank you - I'll help you."
After saying that, he turned and walked out. Before leaving, many little monsters hiding in the darkness poked their heads out and looked at his leaving figure. They were indeed expecting something. Even the Hundred Skeleton Master didn't know.
Where does this kind of trust come from? Perhaps it has something to do with the existence of Miss Qi. She makes them feel that he is reliable.
Strangely enough, when Shi Wuqi grabbed Shan Hai's wrist, the ghostly eyes were broken in an instant.
This was too easy - there wasn't even any spells or rituals, it was just him touching himself. Shan Hai came back to his senses, looked at him, and hesitated to speak. Shi Wuqi didn't give him a chance to speak, he just asked him
:
"Are you awake? Have you seen Aluan and the others? When I brought Miss Qi back, I didn't see them in the room."
"Don't you sense them?"
Shi Wuqi shook his head.
"The yin energy here is too strong, I'm not sure."
"We have to find them. I think they are still safe. Ah Luan has a safe lock and a peach wood sword, and Mu Wan has a sachet with hidden leaves."
"It must be fine. But Shanhai, do you know that there is a place in the hotel that is inaccessible to people?"
Shan Hai felt that this question was a bit puzzling.
"A place like an inn, maybe a woodshed or a warehouse?"
"A place where no one goes."
"Attic? Usually this place is not convenient for getting things. Wait, are you wondering where you just went?"
"Let's go upstairs."
Shan Hai almost guessed what assumptions Shi Wuqi made. He didn't know where Shi Wuqi went when he encountered the ghost covering his eyes. If he had been in the room, he would have noticed something abnormal about him, but he didn't.
So he must have gone out to check something, and the disappearance of the two girls must have something to do with it. If they get into trouble, the initiator must trap someone who can crack it - such as him. As long as he covers his
Eyes, restrict his actions, and he can do whatever he wants.
Therefore, the power of this instigator must be limited. Otherwise, how could he be stopped?
But it doesn't make sense why Shi Wuqi wasn't stopped?
Can't or don't want to?
Although the hotel was large, it only had three floors. After Shi Wuqi and him came up, they looked up at the template below the roof. Although it was quiet now, he was sure there must be something hidden in it.
"Is the Bahuang Mirror in the baggage, or is it on you?"
Before he finished speaking, Shanhai took out the mirror from his clothes. He held the mirror in his hand and reflected the very hazy moonlight outside the window. A small light spot moved on the wooden ceiling. Not long after, the light spot suddenly appeared.
Disappeared in a certain area.
Without waiting for Shan Hai to say anything, Shi Wuqi opened the wooden plank and jumped up to the attic. In this way, Shan Hai no longer had the need to look for the ladder.
After he went up, he fell into the same silence as Shi Wuqi.
The two little girls faced each other, lighting a row of candles, and turning over the flower threads hand in hand. When they saw the two of them, one of them even said hello. And the one who said hello was the missing Aluan.
