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Chapter 5 Substitution

chapter Five

substitute death

I feel unsure in my heart. This big iron cage half buried underground has shattered my courage. This is not just fear, but also more factors that can affect my psychology. I just hope that Uncle Lai can say hello to me in advance.

Here are some tips in case I see something I can't bear.

"I can't describe it. You can only see it for yourself. This is the most intuitive way." Uncle Lai didn't seem to be afraid of this. Maybe he had seen it many times and developed an immunity. He didn't answer me directly, so he just said a few words,

Then he approached the iron cage and shined a flashlight into it.

I felt like I was being hooked by Uncle Lai and walked forward step by step. I knew that it must be a very scary thing and would be shadowed after seeing it, but my curiosity was so strong that I couldn't control it, and I didn't give up until I saw it.

I didn't know what I was thinking, so I followed Uncle Lai and took a few steps forward amid contradictions and hesitations.

The basement I dug out by myself was not big. After a few steps, I walked to the side of the iron cage. I looked down through the gaps in the steel frame. At this moment, my brain suddenly stopped functioning. What I saw in front of me looked like

It was a spiritual atomic bomb with huge power, and it almost blew up my mind.

What did I see?

Under the illumination of the flashlight in Uncle Lai's hand, I saw a human-shaped thing imprisoned by several thick iron chains. It was imprisoned in the center of the iron cage and could not move at all. Not only was its body

It was imprisoned, and even its head, which could barely be called a head, was covered with a cage welded with iron bars.

Tragic! I can only describe it this way.

In order to let me see more clearly, Uncle Lai squatted down and put the flashlight directly into the cage. The light was very strong. The moaning sound was made by this human-shaped thing. I really don’t know whether I should call this thing

"Human". It has a trunk and limbs, and it is constantly and slowly squirming under the restraints of iron chains. The stench comes one after another, and I see that its lower body is almost rotten, with black and rotten flesh.

Wrapped in white bone fragments.

I was about to vomit. This had nothing to do with how brave I was, because everything I saw in front of me was very sad. The stench made my throat itchy.

"Did you see it?" Uncle Lai squatted on the ground and looked back at me: "I can guarantee that if you miss the opportunity, your friend will become like this after a while."

I tried my best to control my turbulent stomach. Before I could talk to Uncle Lai, the human-shaped thing in the big iron cage seemed to hear our conversation. It slowly turned its head and looked this way. Its face almost

It was rotten into a pot of porridge, and all I could distinguish were those eyes.

In this distance and light, it was impossible for me to see everything in its eyes clearly. But for some reason, when it turned its head, I always felt that there was also a crouching figure in its pupils with its back to me.

Ghost.

The same ghost shadow as in Zhang Qiao's eyes.

This thing saw the light and Uncle Lai and I. It tried desperately to break free from the iron chains wrapped around its limbs. To be honest, I was scared and quickly shrank back. I was afraid that it would suddenly break free from its imprisonment and suddenly

He rushed towards me. Uncle Lai probably felt that I couldn't stand it, so he pulled me back a few steps.

"Little boy." Uncle Lai shined a flashlight on my chest: "It's scary, isn't it?"

"Uncle Lai, aren't you and Qiu Chuji too inhumane?" I finally calmed down my rumbling stomach and swallowed. The smell was unacceptable to me, so I pinched my nose and said, "This person is

He is suffering, why not let him die through euthanasia? Do you think he can be saved?"

"He can't die." Uncle Lai said decisively: "If he dies, another person will die with him. Therefore, he must live, and we must do our best to keep him alive. It is good to live one more day."

of."

Uncle Lai's answer was actually very vague, but I seemed to understand something. The identity of this person who was tortured was unknown, but I guessed that he would definitely not be a friend of Uncle Lai and Taoist Qiu.

Moreover, during the brief silence between Uncle Lai and I, I noticed Uncle Lai's eyes twice. He was also looking at me, looking at me calmly. I also read something from Uncle Lai's eyes and actions.

Strange.

Why did he want me to see this inhuman person? He could have expressed such disgusting and terrifying things in words or other indirect ways, but he obviously wanted me to have nightmares for a month. He forced me to do so.

I watch this thing.

I can only say that he deliberately scared me. He wanted to use this very scary thing to scare me. For example, if I really want to go to a certain place, and Uncle Lai wants to stop me, he will tell me that that place is very scary and there will be

Get something to shock me. Because thinking of this, when I looked at Uncle Lai again, I felt that this kind and gentle middle-aged man was like an old fox in sheep's clothing. I smiled bitterly in my heart, hoping that an old fox would come.

To be honest, is this realistic?

"How to save Zhang Qiao?" I interrupted my train of thought. I could put other things aside first, but I didn't want any accident to happen to Zhang Qiao.

"Taoist Qiu will do this, let's go up first." Uncle Lai said to me: "You have to tell your friend and ask him not to be nervous. To tell you the truth, there is no way to completely lift the ghost curse so far, Qiu

All the Taoist priests can do is try their best to delay the onset of the curse."

"How long can it be postponed?"

"It varies from person to person, so it's hard to draw a conclusion. Maybe some people can postpone it for ten to eight years or even longer, and maybe some people can only postpone it for three to five months or even shorter." Uncle Lai patted his hands.

Hui: "Let's see what happens to his life."

As I climbed up the wooden ladder, I couldn't help but look back. The iron cage and the inhuman thing inside were all hidden in the darkness. I clearly remember what Uncle Lai said before.

Well, he said, of all the people who were cursed by ghosts and remained unharmed, it seems that my dad is the only one.

Suddenly, I realized that my geological father might be more complicated than I thought.

When I came up, Zhang Qiao had become much quieter and was sitting opposite Taoist Qiu, listening to what he said. Taoist Qiu knew that I must have seen something in the iron cage, so he turned around and smiled at me. I thought he was smiling very meanly, and I wanted to smoke him.

He, Uncle Lai, patted me from behind. I could only resist the urge to hit him, pull Zhang Qiao aside, and do some ideological work for him first.

"What that old guy said is very mysterious." Zhang Qiao shivered as he lit up his cigarette, as if he was frightened by Taoist Qiu: "Zheng Tong, my eyes..."

"That old guy actually has real talent and knowledge. He is a closed disciple of the previous generation of Celestial Masters in Longhu Mountain and the vice-chairman of the Religious Affairs Administration. He will treat your eyes without fail."

While I was talking to Zhang Qiao, Taoist Qiu and Uncle Lai had already started to make preparations. It was obviously not the first time for them to do this, and they were very familiar with the cooperation. Uncle Lai had all the ventilation windows in the small room inside.

It was covered with scrap newspapers and the room was almost airtight. After the room was finished, Taoist Qiu took a few of us out together. The old girl took off her clothes next to the fish pond, revealing her spareribs, and then brought a plate of very

The thick rope jumped into the fish pond.

"What is he going to do?"

"Get something."

"What to catch?"

"Things that save people." Uncle Lai explained briefly. He said that when the ghost curse first appeared, there was no way to delay it. It was an experience gained at the cost of many lives.

I was sitting by the fish pond listening to Uncle Lai's story, and my nerves were always tense. Suddenly, a head popped out of the water in front of me. I was startled, and I kicked it as if it was a conditioned reflex.

It wasn't until Taoist Qiu let out a scream that I realized the kick was wrong.

However, Taoist Qiu did not blame me. He gave us a piece of rope with a bloody nose and asked us to pull it. There must be something tied to the other end of the rope. It was heavy as hell. Fortunately, the thing was in the water and the buoyancy helped us. Lai and I

My uncle and Zhang Qiao pulled hard, and we slowly dragged the things in the water to the shore.

"That's it." Taoist Qiu stood up and patted the things we pulled up.

Once the thing was pulled out of the water, it became a lot heavier and could hardly be dragged. However, Taoist Qiu said that there was no need to pull it completely up. The current state was enough.

This seemed to be a large hollowed-out incense burner, made of copper, and was covered in green rust after being soaked in the water. There was probably something in the incense burner. When it was pulled out of the water, the things inside began to hit the incense burner, making a banging sound.

ring.

"Uncle Lai, what on earth is this?" I couldn't help it, but I didn't dare to look around anymore, lest I see a scary guy.

Uncle Lai pulled the rope and changed hands, thought for a moment, and said to me: "Do you know about substitution?"


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