In the 1970s, Jilin University published a book called "Popular Science of Fungi in the World". Because the book sold poorly, it only printed the front page. On page 142 of the book, there is a rubbing on it.
The form records a strange fungus, that thing is the old face of Huangbai. It is said to be used to summon spirits in the Shiwanda Mountain in Guangxi.
Soul-calling is something that is taboo among the people. It depends on the benevolent. Although I am not a professional Taoist or magician, I have seen some things with my own eyes. I will tell you about them when I have the opportunity.
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Speaking of which, Boss Sun said the word "call for souls" as soon as he opened his mouth. In addition, he was in the tomb now. Everyone who heard it would feel scared, and a mole would naturally do the same.
A mole took two steps back and glared at Boss Sun: "Boss, can you say something auspicious? Don't look at where you are now."
After saying that, everyone stayed away from the fungi on the wood.
At that time, I felt a little strange. The fragrance of nanmu was exuding in this tomb at first, but the wooden mountain made of yellow intestines by the craftsmen of the Western Zhou Dynasty was obviously cypress. The reason why cypress has not rotten for thousands of years is firstly because of its nature.
Wood has certain anti-corrosion properties, and the second is the anti-corrosion layer painted on it. With these two reasons, it can be explained that wood has not rotten for thousands of years.
But...where does the scent of nanmu come from?
Maybe the coffin of the tomb owner was made of nanmu? I'm not sure.
"Let's all search separately. Look for a place where the gaps between the wood are big enough for people to get in. That may be the path left by the craftsmen in the past." Mr. Sun looked at us with a torch and said.
The few people were separated for the time being, and each person was only about six or seven meters away from each other, so they could all see each other.
I held a torch and looked for it in the southwest corner of Mumu Mountain.
"Huh?" I rubbed my eyes vigorously.
I thought I was dazzled because just now I seemed to see a huddled black figure between the cracks in the wood.
He rubbed his eyes and took a closer look.
There is nothing but wood.
After all, I was still young and not very courageous, so I felt a little frightened and took two steps back involuntarily.
"Third brother, eldest brother," I called twice.
The torch only illuminated a small area in front of me, and the surrounding area was dark.
I called twice, but no one answered me.
Swallowing my saliva, I slowly turned back while holding the torch.
nobody.
A mole, Sun Lao Da, Sun Lao San.
All disappeared into thin air!
At this time, a cool breeze blew from nowhere, and my pupils opened wider and wider.
My lips trembled and I shouted: "Third brother! Big brother! Sister Hong!"
Still no one answered, not even an echo in this confined space.
It was dark all around.
The first reaction in my mind.
Did you encounter a ghost and hit the wall?
When I was a child, I heard the old people in the village often say that ghosts break walls to play tricks on people. If they wander around inside, they will fall to death and drown, and they will keep spinning in circles for the rest of their lives.
I was scared and a layer of cold sweat broke out on my forehead.
"Yunfeng, what are you doing there?" Suddenly, someone spoke to me from behind.
This familiar voice...I will never forget it.
It's the second brother.
"Second brother!" I turned around holding a torch.
There was nothing behind him, just darkness.
I took two steps back with a pale face. I reached out and took out the amulet given by Yao Yumen and held it tightly in my hand.
The amulet in the small Gawu box has the residue of my body temperature, and I feel a little warm when I hold it in my hand.
"Yunfeng! I'm here, come to me quickly," Sun Laoer's voice came again.
