Spirit Walker Chapter 14

Candles, sculptures, corpses, and an antique lattice door, outside the door is a courtyard with undulating grass, a dumped bronze incense burner, a bluestone road and the bright moonlight.

There is desolation and strangeness in the dead silence.

"This place seems to be forever in the dark."

Zhang Yuanqing raised his palm to his mouth, and spat out the small blue pill in his mouth.

The method succeeded, I'm so witty... He happily put the pills in his pocket and gained a little confidence in his "future".

With them, in the face of red dancing shoes, there is hope of life-saving.

Then, he walked straight to the tribute table, thought for a moment, and reached out to hold the candlestick.

Suddenly, a message appeared in front of me:

【Name: Candles That Never Go Out】

【Type: Fuel】

[Function: Suppress evil, purify]

[Introduction: The props left by Sandaoshan Niangniang are said to be extracted from the fat of Changming beast, which has the effect of sedating evil and purifying. 】

[Note: Sometimes, purifying fear is not necessarily a good thing. Also, it cannot be moved. 】

Sure enough, props can only get information by touching them. And I didn't dare to touch the candle before, so I didn't know it was a prop until I read the information...  

"Purifying fear is not necessarily a good thing. According to Guan Ya's classification, candles are a kind of price, and the price of using them is to lose fear. But I'm very scared now, and I have no idea of ​​dying at all. Just stay in the main hall for now."

He sat cross-legged in front of the tribute table, thinking about what to do next.

"The goal of the next action is to explore the yard in the east, find out the dangers and laws hidden there, and then find ways to restrain and overcome. The exploration time cannot exceed 15 minutes, otherwise the resentful spirit will lie on its shoulders and die without a doubt."

"The blue pill is my trump card against the red dancing shoes, but it may not work, and once you face the red dancing shoes, it's either life or death... Let's explore the East Court first, and make a preliminary picture of the environment there. Understand, and then think about countermeasures.”

When the event came to an end, he was still somewhat afraid and withdrawn in his heart, and did not want to go out. It was a fluke that he survived last time, and it is still unknown whether he will survive this time.

The situation in the East Court is unknown, and it is impossible to judge the degree of danger. It is easy to try and die.

However, things in this world are never if you don't want to, so you don't have to.

Although there is no time limit for the task of exploring the ancient temple, in theory he can stay in the main hall forever, but the lack of a time limit means that if the task is not completed, he will probably never be able to get out.

After a long delay, the state of the body will decline due to hunger, sleepiness, thirst and other reasons.

When the time comes to explore, it will be a dead end.

"Stretching your head and shrinking your head is a knife, you can only fight!"

Zhang Yuanqing gritted his teeth and strode toward the outsider.

Wait, I should think about it again, it's very dangerous outside... He stepped out of the threshold with one foot, and suddenly retreated, he couldn't help but look back at the palace, nostalgic for the brilliance of this place.

Candlelight warms, dispels haze, purifies filth, and brings unparalleled courage and self-confidence to the heart.

It's not a big problem... Zhang Yuanqing went out confidently.

The moonlight was as bright as frost, Zhang Yuanqing walked along the left side of the main hall, stepping on the soft stone path, and came back to the desolate and dilapidated courtyard.

In the night without the chirping of insects and birds, the silence is frightening.

But the silence is also reassuring. He is most afraid of hearing the footsteps of "Da Da" when he goes out.

"Fifteen minutes, I only have fifteen minutes, I have to finish exploring the East Court before the resentment is haunted..."

He entered the easternmost room of the courtyard, and from the corpse leaning against the window, he rediscovered the bronze mirror and hid it in his pocket.

Then he carefully passed through the arched door and entered the east courtyard.

The East Courtyard is much larger than the Siheyuan Courtyard. What catches the eye is a deserted garden, with rockeries, pavilions, small ponds, and a large banyan tree. The trunk is thick, the branches are knotted, and the green leaves reflect the bright moonlight.

There is an ancient well under the banyan tree.

Glancing across the rockery pavilion, you can see a line-shaped ridge in the depths of the garden.

Zhang Yuanqing did not go straight to the building deep in the garden, but cautiously walked around the big banyan tree. According to the information, the tree was very dangerous, but after he walked around, there was no accident.

"Looking at the big banyan tree should also promote exploration..."

Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself, glanced at the dark ancient well, hesitated again and again, but he still didn't have the courage to rush over to take a look.

He has a strong psychological shadow on the ancient well in such horror stories.

Zhang Yuanqing bypassed the ancient well, walked rustling among the grass, and walked towards the building deep in the garden.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound under his feet, and he jumped up in fright.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a corpse buried in weeds, wrapped in an oxidized labor protection suit. Zhang Yuanqing leaned over to examine it. The skeleton of the corpse was well preserved.

It fell to the ground on its stomach, but its head was facing behind, which means that something had twisted its head 180 degrees before it died.

What did it do?

Zhang Yuanqing was quietly vigilant, got up, and was about to continue his exploration.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew over, and the grass in the garden undulated and rustled. The big banyan tree behind it seemed to come alive, shaking its branches and leaves in a twisted way.

"Zhang Yuanqing, Zhang Yuanqing..."

A shrill cry came from behind.

This voice drifted over with the wind, as if whispering in the ear, bringing a chill of chills.

Zhang Yuanqing, out of instinct, was about to turn around to be alert, and the information of the data flashed in his mind:

Do not look back!

"Zhang Yuanqing, Zhang Yuanqing..."

Seeing that he didn't respond, the voice seemed a little eager, and wanted him to turn his head quickly.

Of course Zhang Yuanqing didn't turn around. He stood there and didn't move. He quietly opened the zipper of the jacket pocket, took out the brass mirror, and slowly lifted it up to a position higher than his shoulders.

The brass mirror reflected the scene behind him in an indistinct way.

In the ancient well, a woman in white with disheveled hair drilled out. Her face had no facial features, and she was about to stare at Zhang Yuanqing with her pale flesh face.

Uncle Cao.... Zhang Yuanqing's face turned pale, and he ran forward with his head down.

"Zhang Yuanqing, Zhang Yuanqing..."

The voice called over and over again, eagerly, but could only helplessly watch him run farther and farther.

Soon, Zhang Yuanqing went around the rockery and came to the depths of the garden, where there was a large house with a straight-line roof, a foundation made of stones, and a wall made of loess.

The house here is more dilapidated than the courtyard, the roof tiles are sparse, and many holes are broken.

"The night wandering **** in the data has also been here. He only said don't turn back, but he didn't say that you can't go back. The call of the ghost in the well may only be aimed at the person who turns back. In this case, when I return later, I should not Dangerous..."

He took a deep breath in place, calmed the surging fear and horror, and focused on the present.

"Explore this house first."

This mansion has a total of three doors, representing three rooms.

He cautiously approached the room on the far left, stretched out his hand and pushed open the broken wooden door.

"Squeak~"

With the sound of the wooden door opening, Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly stepped back and assumed a defensive posture.

After a while, nothing happened.

Going into the house boldly, the moonlight shines in from the broken roof, he tries to open his eyes wide and let the pupils receive as much light as possible.

This is the kitchen and canteen. There are two earthen stoves built with blue bricks, pots and pans, water tanks, cabinets and other objects, which have long since decayed and accumulated dust.

There is no danger, I finally found the container... Zhang Yuanqing grabbed a gray gourd and couldn't help thinking:

"I heard that a boy's urine can destroy evil."

He considered whether to pick up a scoop of boy urine. After careful consideration, he reluctantly gave up the idea.

Although he has never dated girls, Zhang Yuanqing feels that he should not be considered a boy.

"I indulged you too much and gave you the opportunity to pretend again and again." He lowered his head and stared at his hands, a little distressed.

After some exploration, it was confirmed that the big house was a combination of kitchen and canteen. There was nothing special and no danger. Zhang Yuanqing took a rusty kitchen knife and a wooden stick, walked out of the house, and turned his attention to the last rectangle. Big house.

Unlike the kitchen, which doubles as a large dining hall, this house has four doors and is divided into four rooms.

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help clenching the wooden stick and kitchen knife in his hand. They may not be useful, but they can bring comfort to people.

He carefully inspected the first and second rooms. They belonged to the utility room, where old-style farm implements, furniture, and donation boxes were piled up.

It's worthless... Zhang Yuanqing turned to the third room. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

This is a weapons storehouse. There are swords, bows, daggers, knives and other weapons hanging on the wall. Many of the weapons have fallen to the ground because of the decay of the lanyards.

Next to the window are two rows of weapon racks, one of which is overturned, with clubs and spears scattered all over the place.

Beside the overturned weapon rack, there were two corpses.

Zhang Yuanqing was not surprised when he saw these weapons. The disciples in the temple were taught by the goddess of Sandao Mountain, and they were able to make corpse-suppressing charms. Obviously, they had the ability.

It's not surprising that you can dance well.

As usual, he went to check the corpse, looking for information from the seniors.

As soon as he approached the corpse, he couldn't help but cry out, "Huh", the two corpses lying on the ground were not skeletons, but two mummified corpses.

The skin is gray and wrinkled, clinging to the bones, and the belly is sunken.

"How come there are mummified corpses?"

Zhang Yuanqing frowned for a while. As a student of Songhai University, he has a wealth of knowledge.

There are two reasons for the formation of mummies, one is artificial embalming, and the other is natural formation.

The first type can be directly ruled out, while the second type is mostly formed in dry areas such as deserts.

The conditions in the temple were obviously not in line.

He carefully inspected the two mummified corpses. There were no fatal injuries on their bodies, and the bones were not broken by the red dancing shoes. However, there were two obvious holes in the flesh at the neck.

Like the sharp fangs of a beast biting out.

"What did they get sucked into? Hiss..."

Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, his whole body tense.

At this moment, he heard a "dong" from the next room, like a knock on a wooden door.

In an instant, his scalp exploded, and Zhang Yuanqing, like an astute wild deer, braced his neck and listened.

Chapter end