Xie Nanshi once again took out a handkerchief from his arms and wrapped it around the bronze statue, then took it into his hand and looked at it.
This bronze statue is carved lifelike. The two sides of the bronze statue have similar facial features, but they are carved with completely different textures. The god's face is compassionate, while the ghost's face is ferocious.
With the invasion of strange ghosts and Taoist priests descending from the mountain, the world has become more diverse and folk beliefs have emerged in endlessly. Jie Nanshi cannot recognize them all, at least he has never seen this strange bronze statue before.
Du Anchen also curiously came over to take a look, but didn't see anything interesting. He asked curiously: "Do you think there is something wrong with this thing?"
"I don't know." Perhaps due to the recent cooperation, Xie Nanshi was a little less wary of Du Anchen, and rarely answered her seriously: "I just think..."
Before he finished speaking, he noticed something was wrong with the feel of his hand. With a slight exertion, the bronze statue split into two parts. It was not that it was violently split into two parts, but the shadow and body changed from one body to two completely independent parts.
In an instant, evil spirits filled the darkroom.
Xie Nanshi's face changed slightly, and he immediately ignored the mysophobia and tried to hold the bronze statue with both hands, forcing it to be unable to separate. However, the bronze statue broke free on its own.
The corners of the ghost statue's mouth were raised, and sinister laughter came from all directions, with a strange and ethereal sound. But the Buddha statue shed a tear, just like the tears shed by gods and Buddhas for the misfortune of the common people.
"What the hell!" Du Anchen was very shy about human corpses, but he didn't have the slightest fear of this strange thing. He raised his sword and chopped the ghost statue. It was obviously just a bronze statue that didn't look strong, but it was made of fine iron.
The sword made a clanging sound when struck, and not even a scratch was visible.
Xie Nanshi didn't say anything, but just stared at the statue of the god, and the compassionate look on his eyebrows didn't look abnormal at all. But...how could the bronze statue shed tears and move if there was no abnormality?
As if knowing that his disguise had been seen through, the eyes of the statue suddenly opened wide and Xie Nanshi's eyes met. The charm hidden in Xie Nanshi's fingertips suddenly shot out and stuck to the forehead of the statue.
The movement of the statue suddenly stopped, and the evil energy froze for a moment as if it was trapped. But within a moment, a sigh came from the dark room, and the voice seemed to come from the ancient gods, mocking like ants.
Ordinary mortals do not know what they can do.
"You mortals dare to kill gods?" At this moment, the statue seemed to really come to life, with the pressure of the gods in its voice. The talisman that was tightly attached to its forehead fell off in an instant. It was still entangled with Du Anchen.
The ghost statue was also laughing happily at this time, as if it was responding to the words of the god statue.
"Slay the God?" Jie Nanshi's mouth moved slightly, and he pointed his sword upwards, and the talisman paper that had still fallen off floated in the air.
"It's just an evil spirit, how can it be called a god? I just killed it, what can you do to me?" Xie Nanshi's voice was low and steady, as if he was stating a very simple thing, but there was a sword light in the talisman paper.
His gesture stabbed hard at the forehead of the statue.
"You dare!" The smile that the statue had been hanging on its lips was completely flattened at this moment. It glared at Jie Nanshi angrily, and a golden barrier lit up around it. However, the long sword condensed in the void had a devastating effect.
The force penetrated straight in, and the barrier cracked bit by bit under the sharp edge.
The divine power and sword energy turned the darkroom upside down, and scratches appeared on the surrounding walls. Du Anchen, who was inside, had to put away his sword energy to protect himself, and the ghost statue immediately melted back behind the statue.
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However, Jie Nanshi still stood there calmly, pointing his sword in the direction of the bronze statue. His robes fluttered, and he was hunting in the wind. If you ignore his pale complexion, his whole body was as straight as an unsheathed knife.
The famous sword shows its sharp edge.
"Cut!" Jie Nanshi pressed hard with the pale fingers of his right hand, and the sword light completely penetrated the bronze statue's defense, and slowly but tenaciously penetrated the bronze statue's head.
The bronze statue let out a rapid and piercing scream. It tried to run away, but was pinned to the spot by the sword, and it fell apart in an instant.
The darkroom became completely quiet, and the candlelights that had bottomed out flickered and were extinguished.
"Is the fight over now?" It was easier than she expected! In the darkness, Du Anchen ticked his nose and felt lonely.
She did not wait for Xie Nanshi's answer, but heard a series of fierce coughs. Du Anchen frowned: "Are you okay?"
A small flame of light appeared again in the darkness. Under the light, Jie Nanshi's straight back seemed to be bent a little, and he looked a little tired. He did not answer Du Anchen's question, but casually replied: "Let's go out first."
Du Anchen glanced at Xie Nanshi worriedly, but as time went by, the air underground became thinner and thinner, and she didn't know what was happening with the fire above. She took the lead and asked as she walked: "Who is the evil god?
What is it? Isn’t it a White Walker?”
"Other ghosts are not creatures of this world and have no roots here." Xie Nanshi's voice was clear and clear, and his speaking speed was still unhurried: "If you want to survive for a long time, you must find a carrier. Invading the human body is the most common way."
Du Anchen was stunned for a moment, paused slightly, and asked in surprise: "Is there any other way?"
"Become a ghost and god." Jie Nanshi raised his head slightly and looked at the secret door above: "Original ghosts are invisible things. They use mortals' belief and fear of ghosts and gods to become their new beliefs, and use believers to eat incense to strengthen themselves.
, and finally reshape the body. This body is its own and can best integrate its soul."
Du Anchen subconsciously clenched the hilt of his sword, and his throat became a little tight: "Why haven't I heard of it before... Since the energy of believers is needed, why..."
Xie Nanshi knew that she was referring to the dead incense candle shop owner, paused and said: "The faith of a living person is nourishment, but fear and soul are the faster ways to grow."
In other words, this weirdness is no longer satisfied with the beliefs of believers and is completely out of control...
Du Anchen was secretly shocked: "Then is it dead now?"
"This is just one of the incarnations. We need to find the rest as soon as possible and kill the main body to get rid of it completely." Xie Nanshi narrowed his eyes slightly. Just the incarnation of the statue has already made them so embarrassed. If
If the main body is there...
He looked down at his palm and realized that he was still too weak five years ago.
…
"At what time did you find the body of the deceased?"
Song Yu opened the game panel as he spoke. Although most of the functions were unusable, Song Yu discovered a new use for the system - in a world without modern paper and pen, typing can be used as a recording function. This is better than
Writing with a brush is much easier.
He is still in the courtyard, and except for the old lady who fainted from crying, everyone else is surrounding him.
"What time is it?" The thin and beautiful woman blinked her eyes innocently, and asked in a soft and pleasant voice, "What do you mean?"
Song Yu coughed: "What time is it?"
"Around Youshi." The woman said very categorically: "The master said he was going out in the evening. I will go to the master at that time to help him change clothes."
Wasn't that nearly two hours ago? Song Yu asked strangely, "Then why are you calling people now?"
The woman's cheeks turned red and she said with some embarrassment: "I was frightened and fainted after I opened the door... It was discovered by my servants."
"It's the little one." The servant who led them in front said carefully: "The little one first saw the third lady fainting outside the door, and then saw the master..." The man said, recalling the master's death.
His whole body trembled, and he couldn't say the next words.
Song Yu nodded, and then asked: "Before this, did you notice any abnormalities or abnormalities?"
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and no one answered for a while.
There seems to be something unusual.
Qi Huaiben came to see the situation. After all, such a big thing happened in this small town, and they came to see him. But he was a little tired at this time, and he was not very interested in the follow-up results. More
What's more, Mr. Xiao Song acted too arrogantly. He didn't even ask questions in the front hall. He sat in front of the deceased's door and started questioning him in the cold wind.
He didn't want to hear any more, so he raised his hands and said, "Sir Song, now that it's getting late, I'll take my leave now. If you need anything, you can always call someone to inform me. I will do my best."
Song Yu seemed to have just remembered that there was such a person, and said, "Mr. Qi is still here, go back quickly! The world is not safe now, do you want to find someone to send you?"
Song Yu turned around and remembered that Qiaoyi had been arranged to go out by him. Xie Nanshi and Du Anchen were not present at all, leaving only the old bookkeeper looking at him with an innocent face. Song Yu paused and said hesitantly: "If not
If you don't like it, can I ask the old master to accompany you?"
Qi Huai looked at the old master's thin and aging body and was speechless for a moment: "No need, my servants should be waiting outside the house by now."
Song Yu immediately waved his hand: "Please, Mr. Qi, please go slowly without seeing me off."
Qi Huai glanced at Song Yu silently, turned around and left with a puff of sleeves.
Song Yu turned his attention back to the old, weak, women and children present, and his voice became much softer: "So, there really was something unusual happening at home?"
"Husband, he invited a double-faced statue back a few months ago." A woman in the lead said hesitantly: "The statue looks a bit weird, but my husband seems to be possessed, burning incense and praying every day. He originally
Those who don’t believe in gods and Buddhas…”
Song Yu once asked, originally wondering if there would be a strange ghost in human skin in the Zhang family, but he didn't expect to find a double-faced statue.
The plot is too biased and is very unfriendly to script players who think they know the plot.
Song Yu sighed and jumped down from the stone: "Take me to see it."