Putting away the withered and tangled blue-black silk thread, Zhang Wenfeng and Fox Girl walked forward side by side. The two communicated about the details of crossing the bridge, so that Zhang Guanzhu knew what measures to take to deal with it.
The donkey fell behind and continued to hunt for treasure with its nose. It did not go closer than two feet to the river to provoke the water lion ghost.
When it was too far away, it ran to catch up, then walked slowly and searched for a while, cuddling in the grass and hunting rabbits.
Only the donkey knows what it has swallowed into its stomach.
After walking for about half an hour, two people and one donkey came to the place where Xin Yue said the bridge was about to fall.
The river beach here is narrow and the mountains and rocks are rugged and steep.
The river wind is strong, the waves are crashing on the shore, and the wet smell is getting stronger and stronger.
Xin Yue took out a golden fox-headed headdress and put it on her head. Her expression was solemn, and her whole person had a more holy aura. She took out incense candles and paper money from her sleeves, placed them on the huge moss-covered rock, and took out three more with
The small copper tripods with double ears with lids were placed in a row, the lids were opened, incense candles were lit, and incense candles were inserted in front of the bronze tripod sacrifices, and a stack of paper money was burned.
Pull out the short blade, cut your fingertips and drip a few drops of blood into the bronze cauldron.
He bowed three times, stepped back, and prayed in the language of the fox demon tribe.
The river breeze whistled, and the fox's voice sounded strangely like a whimper, lingering and flickering in the candlelight, echoing high and low in the air.
Zhang Wenfeng noticed that Xin Yue burned a stick of incense, and the incense was red and black. He and Donkey looked at it ten feet away and smelled a slight smell in the incense mist. He had been exposed to burning incense for many years and smelled something wrong with the fragrance.
The donkey's nose was so good that he transmitted the message: "That incense is so weird, um, it smells like blood."
Zhang Wenfeng suddenly realized that what Xin Yue was burning was blood incense, an incense made from his own blood mixed with spices.
I heard Zhong Wenyong say before that the taboos of demon cultivators burning incense are very different from human rules. In addition to using blood as incense, they also use bones as incense. In order to communicate with the demon ancestors in the upper world, they even use tribal psychic monsters as incense. A few sticks
Fragrance is like a few lives.
Zhang Wenfeng initially listened to all kinds of weird secrets as stories.
The rocks under the feet suddenly shook, and a huge roar of water came from the underground river below. Water mist suddenly rose, and for a moment the luminous gems illuminated in front were obscured, leaving only a little light, and Xin Yue's figure disappeared.
Zhang Wenfeng noticed that the cold and cold air in this place had increased sharply, so he sent a message to the donkey and asked him to take a yang talisman and put it on the donkey's forehead.
After half a word, Xin Yue slowly walked out of the mist. She was wearing the animal-headed headdress that added to her beauty. She wiped a mysterious rune with blood on her white forehead. Her face was serious and she said softly: "
Please come with me."
She was holding a white gem in her hand, walking in the mist, and there seemed to be some kind of strange evil aura about her body.
Zhang Wenfeng gave the donkey a reassuring look, and followed the fox girl, stepping on the rugged rocks covered with moss, approaching the boulder with candles flickering and incense curling up. He followed the fox girl and jumped onto the boulder. Suddenly, a stone tower across the river appeared in front of him.
Bridge, what he stepped on was the huge pier connecting the stone bridge.
Water mist surged outside the three-foot-wide bridge, and various sounds came from the mist.
Beasts roared, ghosts howled, begged for help, people cried, etc. I don’t know how many ghosts and ghosts were suppressed under the bridge.
It's not as simple as Xin Yue said there is an invisible evil on the bridge.
Zhang Wenfeng is a supersend, a ghost hunter, and the judge of the Soul-Suppressing Palace in the Bronze Lamp. His understanding of ghost affairs in the underworld is almost unparalleled by anyone in the world. He can feel a little bit of the ghosts just by listening to the music and smelling the ghosts.
Clues.
He didn't know when he had this ability.
It seems to come naturally.
He had a calm expression on his face, but he was already sighing secretly in his heart. When the ancestors of the fox demon tribe built this bridge, the evil they caused with their wanton behavior was retributed to the younger generations. The three-tailed demon fox tribe was almost wiped out. It was not without reason.
Nothing in this world is perfect, and nothing lasts forever.
It's normal to have ups and downs, or to cut off the incense. The result of forcing yourself with evil methods is to suffer backlash.
At this level, the graceful walking woman in front of her would be difficult to break through. Xin Yue thought of the problem too simply. If she wanted to trap the bridge, not only would there be two bridge guardian spirits blocking her, but she would also encounter many strange things.
It's not that easy to get through!
If the three-tailed demon fox tribe is still there, maybe they can use countless fox demon lives to feed the evil ghosts and ghosts to get through.
A white candle appeared in Zhang Wenfeng's hand, he swayed and lit the candle, and sent a message to warn the donkey: "Don't step outside the candlelight, this bridge is very dangerous, be careful!"
It's not that he doesn't want to save the fox girl in front of him. At this moment, the fox girl has been surrounded by invisible ghosts, and even entered the illusion created by the ghosts without knowing it.
The light of his special candle could not shine on the fox girl at all. It was like there were two layers of heaven and earth between him and the fox girl.
A few steps away, a world of difference.
If the fox girl dies on the bridge, he is sure that he can escape unscathed, but how will he and the donkey get back?
The underground Yin River under the bridge is naturally formed, but it was imprisoned by extremely clever formations. Otherwise, after so many years, the sea has changed, not to mention the underground river has changed its course, and the rocks on the top have been flooded and collapsed a lot, right?
He couldn't think of a good way for a while, so he could only think about taking one step at a time.
If he rashly intervenes in the feud between the fox demon clan and the innocent souls, he has to consider whether the gain outweighs the loss?
These evil ghosts and innocent souls have been trapped here for who knows how many years. They are different from the ghosts formed by the obsession and remnant souls suppressed by the small bronze lamp. It is not that he can wash away the hostility and hatred by reciting the scriptures several times to save them.
He felt the overwhelming resentment and anger on and off the bridge, and the ghosts of the enemy conveyed the idea of not being reincarnated, their souls were scattered, and they wanted revenge even if they perished together.
Deep-seated cause and effect has been involved, and if he intervenes, it will be blamed on him.
Even if he had the intention to solve the problem and invited them to go to the underworld by opening the ghost gate, the ghosts would not accept his kindness. He only had three chances to open the ghost gate, which was rare.
Being a temporary ghost errand is also difficult.
The donkey immediately retracted its gaze and walked obediently with the viewer with a talisman on its forehead. Last year, during the night fight with the old ghost in Xihe Mountain, the viewer also lit a candle once. The situation was extremely critical at that time, which is vivid in his mind.
"Would you like to chew some medicinal herbs?"
The donkey still remembers the master's methods and sends a message to remind him.
"No, you fill your body with lightning and don't show it. Second-level ghosts won't dare to come near."
Zhang Wenfeng instructed the donkey to protect himself and chewed the medicine to prevent it from happening.
"Blood, there is blood...Master, the fox demon in front walked across the stone bridge and left a blood mark. What happened to her...?"
The donkey screamed in alarm. It couldn't understand whether the fox girl was performing some kind of ceremony or had an accident?
Zhang Wenfeng sent a message and shouted: "Be careful and don't think wildly!"
The donkey shut up obediently and did not dare to disturb the viewer's thoughts. It saw that the situation was critical. Could it be that the ghosts on the bridge were more ferocious than the ghosts in Guizailing? The viewer was actually helpless and had not started chanting sutras yet.
The fox girl who was walking seven or eight steps ahead held up the luminous gem in her hand. She was wearing a white robe that could withstand several attacks from the wolf demon. Suddenly, holes appeared, one, two, and three... without any tears.
The sound came out, and soon it became strangely dilapidated.
The fox girl seemed unaware and continued to walk forward. Pieces of rags fell and scattered along with the bloody footprints.
After the robe is taken off, there is a middle coat and undergarments.
The donkey looked at the fox girl in front of him who was slowly turning into a naked buttocks. It was so bright that it irritated his eyes.
What the hell happened to that fox girl?
The image of a human woman does not fit the donkey's aesthetic vision, and it has no idea no matter how naked it is.
It just feels that this is not good, very bad. In the words of the old cripple, it is called "indecent", a word with a lot of cultural ink.
It's strange, the male and female donkeys are always naked, even those words show through, why don't they think it's immoral?
On the contrary, I feel that it is natural and reasonable. Alas, human beings are just hypocritical.
Zhang Wenfeng stared at the fox girl's exposed flawless body. He didn't feel the fragrance, it was so beautiful, and he felt anxious. He used sound transmission several times to turn it into waves to communicate his thoughts with the wronged souls outside the bridge. The response he got was:
Fight until death, pay with blood.
Do these stubborn people have to force him to fight?
It is difficult to weigh the unbearable karma and evil retribution compared with the danger that may be trapped here.