The handsome man in the entertainment industry

Human figurines.

There was a real, deathly silence in the tomb.

Both Xiao Xiao and Bai's elder sister held their breath, staring at the straw man without blinking.

In the next second, they heard, as if the candle flame was extinguished, a very subtle and fleeting sound, a "sting" sound-accompanied by this very soft sound, the rough palm-sized palm made of straw Under the watchful eyes of two well-trained practitioners, a person turned into a handful of ashes in the blink of an eye!

"hiss!"

Bai Fengchu couldn't help but gasped.

The moment of turning into ashes was too fast, she admitted that she didn't see clearly what happened, but the handful of white ash that floated beside the figurines couldn't be faked, it really appeared in front of her eyes.

"……This is how the same thing?"

The older sister of the Bai family glanced at Xiao Xiao who was at the side out of the corner of her eye, as if she was afraid of disturbing something, she asked in a low voice involuntarily.

"Those humanoid terracotta figurines are probably reacting to people's anger..."

Before Xiao Xiao finished speaking, she suddenly raised a finger to her lips, making a silent gesture, "Shh, listen carefully."

Seeing his gesture, Bai Fengchu immediately shuddered, calmed down, and pointed her ears to distinguish carefully.

"Squeak..."

"Kalala..."

Intermittent slight sounds kept ringing, each sound was extremely soft, as if someone had cracked the shell of a boiled egg during breakfast, or some small insect had stepped on a dry leaf in the forest.

If it wasn't for Bai Fengchu's five-sense acuity practice since she was a child, and because of Xiao Xiao's reminder, she held her breath and listened carefully, she wasn't even sure if she might ignore these subtle voices.

However, she soon discovered the source of these small but strange sounds.

The light of the flashlight in Xiao Xiao's hand kept shining on the terracotta figurine that the Scarecrow met.

Although it was very dark inside the tomb, even the lighting effect of the tactical flashlight was really good, but under the strong contrast between the single light source and the complete darkness, the scattered humanoid terracotta figurines overlapped and blocked each other, so it was inevitable that there would be many shadows that were difficult to see clearly.

But at this time, with the continuous sound of "creaking and rubbing", a long and thin crack started from the back side of the clay figurine and extended to the center of its forehead—at the same time, a strong-colored The haze-like smoke escapes along the slits one by one, and it doesn't float into the air like real smoke, but only floats about ten or twenty centimeters, and then settles down. Sticking to the floor of the tomb, it spread out like ripples around.

The sound of clay cracking became louder and clearer, and then it became plural.

With the first figurine in human form as the center, wherever the wavy mist touches, the other figurines also split open one by one, and more mist gushes out, thicker and thicker, deeper and deeper. Soon, most of the entire coffin was flooded, and half of the tomb was filled.

"Fengchu, get out, hurry up!!"

Xiao Xiao yelled suddenly, with a tone of sternness and eagerness that Bai Fengchu had never heard since she knew him when she was a child.

But all the women who can be selected as the heirs of the ancestors of the Bai family are all people who have been born with heavenly eyes.

At this time, in the eyes of Bai Fengchu, the turbulent mist that was about to cover the coffin was actually a resentment that was so surging that it almost condensed into a jelly. The water of the Nai River, which can swallow hundreds of billions of souls, seems to be able to hear the howling of hundreds of ghosts.

Bai Fengchu's chest hurts from the yin pressure in the tomb that was too strong to be resisted by living people. Every time he took a breath, what he inhaled into his lungs was the pungent smell of blood. On the chest, from Xiao Xiao yelling to let her go out until now, but just a few seconds of being stunned has already made her eyes darken, her feet fluttering, and she is almost about to lose consciousness.

Not daring to delay any longer, she quickly took out a red pill and pressed it under her tongue, turned around and staggered a few steps forward, grabbed the rope ladder hanging down from the entrance passage with both hands, and left this terrifying tomb room full of yin.

"Its water is full of blood, filthy and filthy, and you can't get close to it. If you enter it, you will be drowned, and you will suffer from the poison of soup and fire, and the pain of cruel cracking...*"

Xiao Xiao smelled the blood in the tomb so thick that it was about to lose her sense of smell, she turned her head and watched Bai Fengchu climb up the rope ladder and disappeared into the entrance, and murmured to herself: "It turns out that Immortal Master Jiang arranged for this "death gate" A shrunken version of the Hell of the Naihe River...but, it fits very well with the word 'water'..."

There was a strange smile on the corner of his lips, which seemed to be full of sarcasm in the seven points of helplessness.

"We've reached this point, we can only fight..."

Saying that, Xiao Xiao threw down the flashlight and took out a small three-inch long dagger from her bosom. The blade was very narrow, less than a finger wide, showing a curved and flexible arc like a golden snake swimming, but the blade was extremely sharp , even in such a dark environment, there is still a chilly sharp light shining.

With a twist of his right fingertips, he held the snake-shaped dagger backwards, and the blade slashed deeply on the wrist of his left hand—suddenly, a torrent of blood rushed out along the cut wound, dripping at Xiao Xiao's feet .

"Although this place is too narrow, Hongluan can only make do with it..."

The blood flow quickly formed a shallow pool of blood in front of him, which merged with the bloody smell in the tomb, and at the same time, a red light rose from his forehead and expanded rapidly...

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Bai Fengchu climbed up the passage along the rope ladder, and as soon as she stretched out one hand, she was dragged up by the crowd waiting outside.

"Sister, what's going on inside?"

Bai Yiming took her hand and asked hastily.

"Bah, bah..."

Bai Fengchu frowned, spit out all the mud that she ate into her mouth in a hurry, looked up at her younger brother, and replied hoarsely: "Inside..."

She only had time to utter two words, and everyone saw at this moment, a thick blood-colored "water column", gushing out from the narrow exit of the passage, towards the stunned crowd around the entrance of the cave, circling Sprinkle down your face.

"Watch out!!!"

Among all the people, only Bai Fengchu reacted the fastest, and immediately threw her brother on the back, covering Bai Yiming as much as possible under her body.

She has just identified these "bloody water" with her own eyes, but she doesn't know what kind of cruel method was used, and how much effort was spent to refine the strong yin energy. Even healthy and strong guys may not be able to survive for two or three minutes. , her younger brother is the most sensitive to these things, and the bardo body is the most sensitive. If he is poured straight on, the three souls and seven souls will be separated from the body on the spot, and he will be pulled into this wave of blood. It is not surprising that his soul will be scattered.

Sure enough, one of the few people closest to the passage at this time, including Zhou Han who was standing next to Bai Yiming, was more or less drenched by the sudden red rain, and all of them screamed and fell down one by one. On the ground, the seven orifices were invaded by yin qi, blood came out from the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, tick-tocked his face, and he wailed endlessly, looking miserable and horrified.

Because Bai Fengchu was about to enter the tomb, she knew it would be very dangerous, and she was wearing magic tools and charms that could dispel evil spirits. When she was sprayed with blood, she was not as embarrassed as the others, but a layer of blood hissed out of her body. White smoke, and a Heaven and Earth Talisman on his neck was half burnt.

"……damn it!"

While Bai Fengchu was worried about Xiao Xiao in the tomb, at the same time she wanted to protect Bai Yiming below her, her fair and glamorous face that was as white as snow and as cold as frost unconsciously distorted.

"Yiming, take out the gold seal in the inner pocket of my coat, hurry up!"

She yelled at her twin brother, who was tightly guarded by her.

Hearing her yell, Bai Yiming didn't care about the nonsense of men and women being intimidated or not, so he stretched out a hand with great difficulty, and stretched out his sister's front, and sure enough, he took out a five-centimeter square from her pocket. , the sapphire texture of the owl-kiss plate is inlaid with a gold seal.

That is the Arctic Supervising Ghost Seal that their Bai family has passed down since the Qing Dynasty—the legendary seal used by Lord Polaris to monitor all ghosts, determine good and punish evil, and pass judgments.

As soon as the North Pole Prisoner Ghost Seal came out, the turbulent yin energy in the form of bloody water covering the two of them was immediately suppressed.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Bai Fengchu turned over and jumped up, copied the golden seal from his younger brother, held the seal with one hand, and pinched the seal with the other hand, and clasped it on the top of the kiss, and at the same time shouted at his younger brother: "Yiming, try to take the golden seal with you." Everyone else, stay away!"

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At the same time, a few kilometers away, the "Shan" tomb located at "Jingmen" is also in a very critical moment.

"Quick, quick, quick, everyone take two steps back, the formation can't be messed up, don't be messed up!!"

At this time, Master Wu'an completely lost his usual calm and dignified aura of an eminent monk. He dragged his half bloody arm and his monk's robe with half of the sleeves missing, and shouted hysterically towards a group of tall and strong young men behind him. road.

Ruan Mudeng stood at the corner of the young and strong team lined up with Sanskrit esoteric runes, and quickly followed the instructions of Master Wu'an, and stepped back two steps in a row.

"Xiaoyou Ruan, get ready, insert the demon pestle you took into the ground, the deeper the better!"

Wu Chi stood at the opposite corner between the swastika curse and his senior brother, also holding a magic subduing pestle in his hand, turned his head and shouted at Ruan Mudeng.

"Three, two, one!"

His eyes were wide open, like the angry eyes of a vajra, and his canthus was completely cracked. Following Wu Chi's order, the four demon pestles were nailed down at the four corners of the southeast, northwest, and deeply embedded in the four places on the side of the tomb with the word "mountain". In the hole...

Chapter 90, Nine, Past 14