Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 33
into the night.

The huge Huang Mansion was already empty.

Li Daoxuan sat in the gazebo in the courtyard, with his sword on his knees, and an oil-paper umbrella beside him, quietly looking at the night sky.

After an unknown amount of time, he took off the gourd of the Three Realms around his waist, pulled out the gourd plug, and took a sip.

Naturally, what he drank was not the pool water in Longshou Mountain, but the high-quality fruit wine bought by Mr. Huang, which was the only thing he could satisfy his appetite now.

"Sister Yu, do you think that ghost dares to attack me tonight?"

Li Daoxuan said suddenly.

The oil-paper umbrella quietly leaned against him, motionless.

"It seems that I dare not. If that is the case, then I will simply create a chance for her!"

After finishing speaking, Li Daoxuan took a sip of fine wine, then got up and left the gazebo, and walked into the room where the old Taoist lived before, and he didn't care about someone dying here, so he lay on the bed at will.

With the quilt covered, he began to sleep soundly.

Time passed by little by little, and it was midnight in a blink of an eye, and the yin was the heaviest.

Li Daoxuan sat up suddenly, with a trace of helplessness in his eyes, the ghost seemed to be really scared, and it didn't appear until now.

"Hehe, don't call yourself a ghost, call yourself a coward."

Li Daoxuan taunted loudly, but there was no sound and silence.

Seeing that the ridicule was useless, Li Daoxuan thought about going to the eldest lady's bedroom to take another look. He always felt that the other party had concealed some very important information.

It's still the house smeared with black dog blood and chicken blood.

Pushing open the door, the smell inside is much better. Today, Mr. Huang asked his servants to clean it up, and it was much cleaner.

Li Daoxuan looked around and suddenly found a problem.

There seems to be no mirror in this room?
This used to be the room of the eldest lady. Rouge, gouache, silk and satin are all available, but there is no bronze mirror.

Master Huang attaches great importance to Da Furen, so why would he be reluctant to buy a bronze mirror for her?
Therefore, it is very likely that the Da Furen asked to remove the bronze mirror.

Why is she so afraid of looking in the mirror?

Li Daoxuan's gaze finally stayed under the bed where the eldest lady hid during the day.

He squatted down, got under the bed, raised his Dharma eyes, and stared at every corner carefully.

Suddenly, his gaze stopped on a wall, where there were some gaps, which didn't fit perfectly with the surroundings.

Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand to buckle, and sure enough, he easily removed the brick and stone, revealing the secret hole inside.

The space is not big, and only a black sandalwood box was placed, with an iron lock on it. What's even more weird is that the box was tightly wrapped with ink fountain strings. Li Daoxuan sniffed it, and it seemed that there was a smell of black dog blood on it.

Ink fountain bullets are also frequently used by Taoist priests in subduing demons, and they have a good effect on ghosts and zombies.

There is indeed a problem!
Li Daoxuan didn't hesitate, he pulled out the Yuchang sword at his waist, easily cut off the bullet thread of the ink fountain, and cut off the iron lock with another sword.

When I opened the box, a musty smell hit my face.

Li Daoxuan was taken aback when he saw the contents clearly. It was a doll, which should be a woman, and it was full of silver needles.

The art of disgust!

Li Daoxuan heard from his master that the technique of disgusting victory is a kind of witchcraft, which appeared in the Qin and Han Dynasties. This kind of magic is very insidious. It is impossible to guard against it by taking the opponent's personal things to cast a curse.

Peeling open the inside of the doll, Li Daoxuan saw a lot of dry hair and a piece of yellow paper with the birth date written on it.

Suddenly Li Daoxuan felt an itchy neck, as if a strand of hair had fallen on his neck.

"Miss Yu, don't make trouble—"

Li Daoxuan's voice stopped abruptly, a chill came to his heart, and within a moment, goose bumps appeared all over his body.

How could Sister Yu take the initiative to come to him?

Turning his head a little stiffly, with Li Daoxuan's courage, he almost went into cardiac arrest.

One head hangs under the bed, with long hair scattered, as if lying on the bed and looking down, those pupils full of blood are staring straight at Li Daoxuan.

That female ghost reappeared!

Li Daoxuan's heart was beating fast, like beating a drum, and just about to speak, the ghost's long hair suddenly grew longer, curling towards the puppet in Li Daoxuan's hand.

Clang!
A cold light flashed, and the sword screamed like a dragon.

The long hair was cut off in an instant, turning into smoke and dissipating. Li Daoxuan directly cut off the wooden bed with the Fish Intestine Sword, turned over and jumped out.

Seeing Li Daoxuan holding a sword, the female ghost took a deep look at the puppet in his hand, then turned around and ran away.

Obviously, the experience during the day made her fear Li Daoxuan, and the reason why she showed up just now was also because of that doll.

"Want to run?"

Li Daoxuan picked up the oil-paper umbrella by the wall, used the magic technique of shrinking the ground, and chased after the opponent.

After a while, he chased into a room.

It's remote, dilapidated, full of cobwebs and dust, and it seems that no one has lived in it for a long time.

After the female ghost entered the room, she disappeared.

Li Daoxuan walked around, and finally his eyes stopped in front of a bronze mirror, which was covered with a layer of yellow cloth and covered with dust.

Li Daoxuan put down the oiled paper umbrella, then lifted the yellow cloth with both hands, revealing the clean mirror inside.

He looked at the bronze mirror, and under the hazy moonlight, he could faintly see a figure doing the same movements as him.

Li Daoxuan raised his left hand, the person in the mirror also raised his left hand, he raised his right hand, and the person inside also raised his right hand.

It looks perfectly normal.

But Li Daoxuan showed a sneer, and said: "Hehe, you are so stupid, I raised my left hand, you should raise your right hand."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly pulled out the Yuchang Sword and stabbed at the bronze mirror!

At this moment, Li Daoxuan finally knew why there was no bronze mirror in the lady's room, and also understood how this ghost escaped his Five Thunder Talisman.

This is a very rare ghost that can travel through the space in the mirror!

Master once said that these are called mirror ghosts, and they are very difficult to deal with. They are born with the supernatural power of escaping into the mirror, and can avoid many spells, including the Five Thunder Talisman.

Li Daoxuan's sword stopped at the moment it was about to stab the mirror, because two pale hands reached out from the mirror and grabbed his wrist.

In order to lure the female ghost out, he deliberately did not use the amulet, and it was difficult to break free at the moment.

Then Li Daoxuan felt a great force coming, pulling him in, and his whole body was submerged in the mirror.

The mirror surface rippled slightly like water waves, and then returned to calm.

A figure appeared in front of the mirror, it was the female ghost dressed in white with loose long hair, and in the mirror, there was a faint figure of a man who kept beating...

The female ghost looked at the mirror coldly.

However, she didn't notice that a blue oil-paper umbrella was quietly opened at some point, and the blood-red wedding dress floated behind her, also staring at her.

But in the bronze mirror, there is no shadow of the wedding dress at all.

An astonishing yin energy emerged, and it seemed that even the moonlight in the sky had dimmed a little. In the sky and the earth, it seemed that only the three thousand black silks flying and the gorgeous wedding dress dripping with blood were left.

This terrible yin energy made the female ghost terrified, she didn't dare to turn around, and threw herself directly at the mirror.

However, strands of black hair entangled her body, and she couldn't even cry out, because Chen Ziyu's hair had already stretched into her throat, into her eyes, into her ears...

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