The little devil's question before leaving made Nangong Baiye feel agitated.
She held down her bangs with one hand, pulled the so-called Xixi relic with the other hand, and took a deep breath.
The unexpected dryness in her hands made her eyes light up.
It turns out that the opponent's strategy is not to attack in the east and attack in the west, but to cooperate inside and outside!
Thinking like this, Nangong Baiye suddenly stood up from his chair. As soon as he got downstairs, he met Qu Luo, who came to watch the show.
"Hey, she's a nice woman. I heard that you beat up that guy Murong Changfeng. He was a good beater. Who made him look more handsome than me? Well... uh, why are you holding my hand?" Qu Luo?
The one who was dragged was clever and smiled evilly: "Woman, you must have been secretly in love with me for a long time, but I thought about it and decided not to accept you. Hey, being too handsome is also a sin."
Nangong Baiye turned around while running, and smiled: "You can really shut up. I think you have a special physique and are very valuable."
"What's the special constitution?" Qu Luo didn't understand.
Nangong Baiye smiled and rolled his eyes: "You will know when the time comes..."
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"This is Uncle Xi's yard?" Qu Luofeng looked at the familiar thatched cottage in front of him in confusion: "What did you bring me here for?"
Nangong Baiye narrowed his eyes slightly: "Do you still remember that last night when we summoned spirits, Uncle Xi suddenly disappeared? The clothes he gave me were very dry, and there was a fragrance that hit my nostrils. It didn't look like someone had sent it to me.
When Xi died, he didn't leave anything behind, and when he said these words, Uncle Xi was looking up and to the left."
"Wait a minute, can you put it more simply?" Although Qu Luo was smart, he still didn't understand: "What does the matter of the relic have to do with where Uncle Xi is looking?"
Nangong Baiye kicked open the wooden door in front of him: "According to the psychology of human body language, people usually look to the upper left frequently when they feel guilty, which means that Uncle Xi is lying. He was not called away at all that day!"
Qu Luo was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Indeed, he should hate those who forced Xi Xi to death. There is no reason to prevent Xi Xi's revenge."
"Yeah." Nangong Baiye strolled in and looked at the dark thatched house. There was no old man inside. The door was originally locked, but Nangong Baiye's kick was enough to make it shake.
Qu Luo followed suit and walked around in a circle. When he walked into the back room, he was almost startled: "Then, what is that?"
A blood-stained cow's head was hung on the wall. Under the cow's head was a porcelain bowl with a corner missing. The chopsticks were pointed straight up.
Nangong Baiye stroked the porcelain bowl with his fingers: "No wonder we couldn't see Xi Xi's soul when we entered Yin Yang Road. Her soul was hidden. People have to take the last bite of food before leaving. The rules in prison,
The chopsticks are forked and the bowl is punched, originally to send someone to the underworld, but if a bull's head is placed to hold it down, the result is completely different. The seductress in the underworld thinks that Xi Xi is still alive, but in the earth she has expired.
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Qu Luo nodded while listening.
"Take off the cow's head, hold it in your arms, and come out with me." Nangong Baiye said calmly.
Qu Luo acted in his usual style and led the bull's head with one hand without paying attention.
Until the sky gradually darkens and midnight approaches.
Only then did he feel weird.
"Woman, how long do you want me to wait with it?"
Nangong Baiye lowered his head and looked at the compass spinning in his hand: "Come on, try calling Xi Xi's name."
"Is there any use in summoning the soul of someone who is neither a relative nor an acquaintance?" Qu Luo raised his eyebrows strangely. Don't bully him for not knowing anything. He has also robbed and ripped off graves!
Nangong Baiye smiled: "Of course it works."
It's just that I don't know who will be called, and even a one-in-ten chance is better than nothing.
"Okay." Qu Luo started to call softly one after another with the attitude of serving beautiful women.
"Xi'er..."
"Xi'er..."
"Xi'er..."
I don't know why, but every time he shouts, his voice feels a bit old and deep, as if the voice is not his own...
At Yin Feng Feng's house, he only felt a little cold on the back of his neck, as if someone was breathing next to his ear.
"Xi'er..."
Wait a minute, he obviously didn't scream, where did this sound come from!
Qu Luo opened his eyes, and saw dozens of white shadows swaying in front of him, their faces as pale as corpses that had just jumped out of the earth.
Then behind him is...
Qu Luo tilted his head slightly and saw a face pressed tightly against his. He could even see the resentment in her eyes!
The sweat on my palms suddenly started to flow out. People who have never experienced it have no idea how terrifying it is!
"As long as you still hold the bull's head in your hand, they can't hurt you. Remember not to look back." Nangong Baiye paused and added: "It's best not to look up."
But the more people were warned, the more they couldn't help but test it. Qu Luo also subconsciously raised his eyes, almost making his legs weak from fear. On the tree above his head, there were heads hanging one after another, each with a blank face.
They looked at him with an expression as if as soon as the bull head in his hand disappeared, they would rush over and pull him up!
"What the hell is this place!" Qu Luo cursed.
"Graveyard." Nangong Baiye held the yellow talisman in her hand and called out. Her whole body turned white. She quickly walked to the center of the group of swaying women, confirming one after another. Finally, at the fifth from the bottom, she saw
A small shadow arrived.
She seemed to be talking to herself, lowering her head and murmuring: "Things are not stolen, they are picked up. Things are not stolen, they are picked up..."
"Xi Xi." Nangong Baiye lowered his eyes and stood in front of her: "I believe you, you picked it up."
But Xiao Xixi seemed not to have heard her, and kept repeating her words, like a puppet under the law.
Nangong Baiye could even hear the sound of her head twisting back and forth. Every time she said something, the resentment here would subside, and the big tree with a human head seemed to be nourished by her, growing more and more lush.
Doesn't what she want others to believe in her?
So what does she want?
Nangong Baiye's eyebrows furrowed more and more tightly.
There is no time left!
The soul-reviving lamp in the underworld won’t last long!’
This was the last chance. If the resentment in Xiao Xixi's heart could not be overcome, almost everyone in the capital would come down to be buried with her.
Because the heads hanging on that tree were none other than those men and women who had humiliated Xi Xi with their words!
"Hey, woman!" Qu Luo's peach blossom eyes stared at the heads on the tree: "Their mouths keep moving, and they seem to be getting closer to me. What should I do?"
This is the viciousness of this curse. What the Weeping Heaven Curse says is that people's words are terrible. Words can sometimes eat people. Once the Weeping Heaven Curse is successful, those people will eat each other...In the Bible,
Call it evil retribution...
Nangong Baiye told himself not to be affected by these words, calm down and listen to what Xi Xi really wanted?
The Demon Girl once said: At that time, I just want someone to stand by my side and tell me what is right and wrong.