Tomb Raider: I have a coffin-opening crit compensation!

Chapter 102 The Mud Ghost and the Man in the Painting!

Hu Bayi lit a fire under his feet, and the scorching heat directly turned the muddy water under Fatty's body into dried and cracked clods.

Seeing this, Fang Ye took the opportunity to kick the dry and cracked mud under the fat man.

Under the powerful force, the mud that had already dried up was directly split into pieces and turned into pieces.

Fatty also took the opportunity to pull out his body and was pulled out of the quagmire.

"Damn, what the hell is this, it scared the fat man to death." The fat man cursed.

Fang Ye and Hu Ba looked at each other and laughed.

"Okay, don't complain. Fortunately, there is a rock under the entrance of the cave, not a quagmire. Otherwise, the three of us might still be fighting landlords in the quagmire." Fang Ye said with a smile.

"You guys follow me later, I'll dry the muddy water under my feet with flames first, so as not to sink." Hu Bayi said to Fang Ye and the others.

After speaking, he started the Minghuo Jing again, pouring the dark energy into the soles of his feet, and gave birth to hot flames, and walked forward step by step.

The place where Fatty was before was once again covered by muddy water because of the depression.

Hu Bayi walked forward step by step with the soles of his feet on fire. Under his feet, the muddy water was being dried continuously, forming a hard dirt road.

Fang Ye and Fatty followed Hu Bayi, walking forward step by step.

"Old Hu, go and see the shrines on the left and right." Fang Ye said.

After hearing this, Hu Bayi didn't answer, but walked towards the shrines on the left and right.

After a while, the three of them first came to the shrine on the right and carefully observed the shrine in front of them.

"Do you think these clay puppets look familiar?" Fang Ye looked carefully at the clay puppets placed on the shrine, always feeling familiar.

The fat man also came over to take a closer look, and said in surprise, "Look, do you think this is a woman who washed clothes with Xiu'e at the entrance of the village before?!"

Hearing this, Fang Ye immediately recalled the situation when he entered the village, and sure enough, it was indeed very similar.

Not only that one, but all the other little clay puppets can see many similar faces in it, and they have all seen it in Chengyang Village.

"Let's go to the other side to have a look," Fang Ye said.

When Hu Bayi heard this, he turned his head and walked towards the shrine on the left, and soon came to the shrine. The three of them carefully looked at the clay puppets in front of the shrine.

"These people seem to be villagers in Chengyang Village, and they have all met outside." Hu Bayi said in a deep voice, he had a bad feeling.

At this time, the fat man seemed to have discovered something, pointed to the clay puppets in the third row and said, "Look, these two clay puppets are Lao Zhang and Xiu'e!"

Fang Ye heard the sound and saw that the two clay puppets were indeed the old man and Xiu'e, and Xiu'e's clay puppets were still a little dry and cracked, as if they were seriously short of water.

"This is the extraction of the three souls and seven spirits of human beings into these clay puppets. It is simply inhumane!"

"After the ghost in the cave captured the villagers in Chengyang Village, they separated their bodies from the three souls and seven souls, cast their bodies with muddy water, and blended them with their three souls and seven souls, but they took a little aura from their souls. Take it out and seal it into their physical bodies, which is also the reason why those villagers lacked agility during the day and looked very sluggish."

"As for the clay puppets in front of me, they are the villagers' flesh bodies sealed with spiritual light. They were refined into the size of clay puppets and placed on the shrine. It seems that they are enshrining something with the essence of their flesh and blood."

Hu Bayi said angrily, in his opinion, this act of disregarding the names of the villagers is completely evil.

"In this case, why not refine the three souls and seven souls of the villagers into it?" The fat man was puzzled. Since they are all to be enshrined, why bother to make clay bodies for the souls of these villagers and let them live outside? Stay in the fake Chengyang Village.

"This is taking advantage of the situation." Fang Ye murmured softly.

Hu Bayi glanced at Fang Ye with some surprise, and explained to the fat man, "Yes, what the old Fang said is right, this is just taking advantage of the situation, the reason why the ghost wants to build another Chengyang Village outside is to pass through the golden road. The light curtain, reflecting the Chengyang Village outside, draws in the water evil spirit from the underground side of Chengyang Village in a steady stream, and merges with the earth evil spirit here."

"Leaving those villagers behind will not only enable Chengyang Village to communicate with the outside world with the help of the villagers' souls, but also provide a layer of cover on the bright side."

This method is really too insidious. The souls of living people are drawn out to sacrifice their bodies, and at the same time, the souls of villagers are used to communicate with the terrain.

After a long time, the body and soul of the villagers will be gradually worn away, and it will be difficult to even reincarnate.

"It's so ruthless, people only have those two things, and they are all used up." The fat man was also very upset when he heard that this method was too vicious.

Fang Ye didn't respond, but frowned, looking at the man in white in the picture scroll on the shrine.

"Look, did the person in the painting move?" Fang Ye said in a deep voice, he seemed to have seen the person in the painting move his arm slightly just now.

When Fatty and Hu Bayi heard this, they turned their attention to the scroll on the shrine.

Under the gaze of everyone, the hand of the person in the painting moved again, pointing to Hu Bayi.

"What is this, so evil?!" The fat man muttered.

Hu Bayi on the side is like a big enemy approaching, vigilant, how could this portrait suddenly point to him!
The next moment, Hu Bayi felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart, and suddenly a large amount of muddy water flew up from the quagmire on both sides, turning into sharp knives and flying towards Hu Bayi!

The person in the painting seems to have seen that Hu Bayi has the ability to restrain the mud ghost, and plans to kill Hu Bayi first.

It's a pity that Hu Bayi was vigilant early on. Seeing the muddy blades flying from both sides, he held the red-tasseled gun and kept sweeping across.

The person in the painting failed with one blow, and another blow came. A large number of long strips of mud tentacles rose from the quagmire on both sides, and kept attacking Hu Bayi.

Seeing this, Fang Ye and Fatty kept helping Hu Bayi to block those slimy tentacles.

Hu Bayi himself was holding a red-tasseled spear, waving it constantly, and at the same time, the open fire sutra was circulating in his body, and high-temperature flames ignited everywhere on his body.

As soon as those slimy tentacles touched Hu Bayi, they instantly hardened and shattered into scattered pieces.

After a while, the quagmire on both sides was almost emptied, but it still didn't cause any harm to Hu Bayi, only adding mud clods all over the ground.

After solving the crisis, several people looked at the picture scroll on the shrine, and saw that the person in the picture had quietly turned around, leaving only a back.

"Damn, what's going on here? It was put together by a painting?" The fat man is a little angry now. His dagger is very short, so he is often soaked in a lot of muddy water.

The fat man now was covered in muddy water, as if he had rolled in the mud.

Hu Bayi and Fang Ye's body is much better, but they are a little weak, especially Hu Bayi, who is obviously a little weak because of running the Minghuo Jing for a long time.

Because the quagmire on both sides no longer existed, Fang Ye walked straight to the shrine on the left, and slowly stretched his right hand towards the scroll.

"You say, how about we burn it?"

(End of this chapter)