Lin Hai walked to the Soul Sealing Altar, touched the Soul Sealing Altar with both hands, and felt waves of chill seeping from his fingertips.
"Boy, a man should act decisively without hesitation or hesitation!" said the "man" in the jar.
Lin Hai still had some hesitation in his heart: "Well, you promise not to kill me when you come out?"
The "man" said: "When did this world become so bloody? You open and close your mouth to kill and kill! Well, not only will I not kill you, I will also tell you how to leave this hellish place!"
"Really? Can you help me get out of here?" Lin Hai was overjoyed. After all, how to get out of here was the biggest problem that faced Lin Hai. Outside was an abyss of ten thousand feet and a cliff of thousands of feet. There was no way up or down, even if
With a backpack full of gold, silver and jewelry, I didn’t even survive to go back and enjoy it.
"Of course! As long as you choose to believe me! You don't have to believe me. I will always be trapped in the jar, and you will be trapped here to death. You can weigh it yourself!" said the "man".
After thinking again and again, Lin Hai suddenly picked up the Soul Sealing Altar, raised the altar high above his head, shouted: "I choose to believe you! Ah -", and suddenly threw the altar to the ground.
Just with a bang, the Soul-Sealing Altar fell to the ground. Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the outside of the jar. Then these cracks quickly spread and expanded, covering the entire jar. Finally, there was a crisp crackling sound, and the Soul-Sealing Altar shattered on the ground.
Come on.
Lin Hai subconsciously took a step back and saw a white ghost slowly floating out of the jar.
Lin Hai held up a powerful flashlight and took a closer look.
That soul turned out to be an old man with a white beard and an immortal spirit. The old man was wearing a white robe, sitting cross-legged with his knees, floating faintly in the air more than one meter above the ground. The old man stretched his waist and sighed:
"It's so comfortable! The space inside the jar is too small. I have been trapped for more than a hundred years! Hey, boy, what's your name?"
Lin Hai composed himself, "My name is Lin Hai!"
The old man stroked his beard: "Lin Hai?! What a common name!"
"Are you...are you a human or a ghost?" Lin Hai bravely walked over and reached out to touch the old man with the white beard. Unexpectedly, his arm actually passed through the old man's body and the touch was empty.
Lin Hai looked at the old man blankly, and the old man said: "Didn't I tell you earlier? This is just my soul! You can't touch me!"
Lin Hai retracted his arm, "Okay! Let me introduce myself first! My name is Lin Hai. I am twenty-four years old. After graduating from university, I worked as the village women's director in Fenghuang Village! What about you?"
The old man's white eyebrows raised: "Village Women's Director?! Is that a very big official? Haha! Okay, let me also introduce myself. I am an Onmyoji of the Shushan sect, my name is 'Yimei'!"
"Shushan Sect?!" Lin Hai was slightly startled.
One eyebrow said: "By the way, I forgot to tell you, the Shushan sect is a mysterious sect in the Bashu region. It specializes in exorcising demons, exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts. It is known as the Onmyoji!"
Lin Haiqi said: "Since you are an Onmyoji, why did you come to the Tomb of King Daxi? Oh, are you here to steal treasures too?"
"Fart!" Yimei was so angry that his beard trembled: "I, Yimei, have lived an upright life, why would I come to steal treasures? You brat, you insult my reputation, I can't spare you!"
Lin Hai didn't expect that his casual words would make Yimei so unhappy. He was also afraid that Yimei would turn around and kill him, so he quickly apologized and said: "Taoist! Taoist! I'm sorry! I am a naughty boy, and I don't know the depth of my words.
I hope you’ll forgive me! I hope you’ll forgive me!”
"That's all!" Yi Mei shook his long sleeves and snorted coldly: "I came here to catch monsters back then!"
"Catch demons?!" Lin Hai asked doubtfully: "Then...then why are you in the Soul-Sealing Altar?"
"Hey! What a misfortune for the master!" Yi Mei sighed heavily: "After the tomb of King Daxi was built, many monsters appeared in the nearby mountains and rivers. Back then, my junior brother Yideng and I were ordered to come to catch the monsters. After investigation, it was found that it turned out that
The reason why evildoers are rampant here is actually because the tomb of King Daxi destroyed the Feng Shui pattern here..."
"Ah?!" Lin Haiqi said: "Isn't the Feng Shui of King Daxi's tomb very good? What do you call a dragon that absorbs water?"
"Humph!" Yimei snorted, pointing to the big brass pillar in the center of the cornucopia: "It's true that this place is a Feng Shui treasure land for dragons to absorb water! But that traitor Zhang Xianzhong is so hateful that he actually built this
The Tongtian Pillar absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and uses it to nourish his king's tomb, thereby seriously damaging the Feng Shui situation in the outside world, breaking the chaotic order here, causing evil spirits and beasts to flourish!"
