Qingyue Temple

Chu Han let the soldiers with Yuan Pei's face press him in front of the wizard. The wizard had strange totem symbols painted on his face, and the demon knife in his hand was bright. He cut off so many people's heads without bleeding.

The wizard laughed when he saw Chu Han, stretched out his skinny hand like a chicken paw, and brushed it behind Chu Han's ear.

The feeling of being crawled by insects made Chu Han goosebumps all over his body with nausea. Before Chu Han could struggle, the wizard had already grabbed his hair and pulled his neck forward, like a murderer. Like when chickens butcher ducks.

The sorcerer touched Chu Han's head and neck, and said with a strange smile: "It's such a good head, dedicated to my god, it will surely make my god happy." Then, he used the demon knife that cut the head without bleeding, and held it against Chu Han. Han's neck.

Help! Help!

Yuan Pei, don't lie to me!

Seeing that the knife was about to be slashed, Chu Han couldn't hold on to his tough posture anymore, and almost knelt down to the wizard and begged for mercy.

At this time, Fang Shanshui, who was holding down Chu Han, suddenly raised his head and slapped the wizard!

The wizard's chest was hit, and a palm print was sunken, and suddenly his body collapsed, as if there was an air leak. He looked back at Fang Shanshui, and his face twisted violently!

But before the wizard made any big moves, Fang Shanshui stuck a soul-suppressing talisman on the wizard's forehead, and the furious wizard suddenly stopped, closed his eyes and fell silent.

Fang Shanshui quickly changed positions with the wizard, and kicked the wizard under the altar. The surrounding soldiers and civilians, who were not daring to look up, didn't seem to notice anything unusual, just waiting for the wizard's next instruction.

Fang Shanshui winked at Yuan Pei, Chu Han, and Li Ronghao who had just been fished out of the tripod by Fang Shanshui, telling them to hide aside.

Fang Shanshui suddenly said in a strange voice: "Next."

Yuan Pei and the others hurriedly hid behind the altar. After Fang Shanshui made a sound, the soldiers below moved as if they had heard the wizard's order.

A woman with the face of a female An Zi was pressed onto the altar by soldiers and handed over to Fang Shanshui.

Chu Han and Li Ronghao, who were hiding by the altar, looked at Yuan Pei. Yuan Pei knew that they had many questions to ask, but now was not the time to ask them, so he just booed them and motioned to keep quiet. Chu Han and Li Ronghao also understood. covering his mouth.

Fang Shanshui pretended to swing a knife, and tapped An Zi's acupuncture points on the back of his head a few times, An Zi immediately opened his eyes.Seeing Fang Shanshui, a knife-wielding young man wearing a mask, An Zi immediately wanted to scream when she realized something was wrong, but Chu Han covered her mouth, An Zi's soul trembled, until she saw the director's staring face, she was quiet down.

Fang Shanshui calmly pushed the soldier kneeling on the ground, and continued: "Next."

Seeing that the soldiers turned around without any abnormality, and the next pair of soldiers came up with another crew member, Chu Han was overjoyed, thinking that if this continued, all his crew members could be rescued from the shackles of these ghosts.

However, at this moment, Chu Han suddenly saw a person looking at him on Fang Ding next to him.

——No, not a person, but a human head!

A person's head was hanging on the edge of the tripod, looking down, his green eyes were facing Chu Han and the others.

Chu Han was taken aback, and hurried to drag Yuan Pei and others, and at the same time called Fang Shanshui: "Master! You have a head!"

Fang Shanshui looked up and found that the dangling human head was the face of the wizard just now. Fang Shanshui looked under the altar, and the wizard he had just hidden under had turned into another face. someone.

Chu Han took a closer look, lifted the soul talisman that blocked his face, and immediately said anxiously: "This is my assistant! The wizard ran away!"

Suddenly, Fang Shanshui realized something was wrong, and wanted Chu Han to put the talisman paper back: "Don't move..."

It's too late.

After Chu Han lifted the soul-suppressing talisman on the assistant's face, within a moment, the soul-suppressing talisman spontaneously ignited.

After the talisman paper spontaneously ignited, the assistant's eyes suddenly opened, and his entire face twisted instantly, as if a piece of skin was being torn off from his face.

Chu Han backed away in horror, and when Fang Shanshui wanted to suppress him, his distorted face suddenly let out a strange howl!

【Ah--! 】

A phantom flew out like lightning, and the wizard's distorted face was finally torn off, turning back into the face of Assistant Shaanxi.

The Shaanxi assistant passed out, but the altar of the pyramid under Fang Shanshui's and others' feet vibrated amid the screams of the wizard before he left.

Moreover, this shock began to become more and more serious.

Suddenly, the soldiers and civilians who were waiting to beheaded became panicked:

"Master Wizard!"

"The gods are furious."

"Catch them, they ruined the sacrifice!"

At this time, the altar seemed to become a living creature. On the bone steps on all sides of the pyramid, black, thin and withered hands suddenly stretched out one after another. Headless and footless corpses crawled from the different space under the steps. out.

These corpses have no heads, but a big bloody mouth opened from the navel, and no legs, but they are suspended in the air like ghosts.

And the soldiers and civilians around them, who looked like ordinary people, also turned pale, their eyes dimmed, and they became like zombies, looking numbly at the people in the altar.

Surrounded on all sides.

Seeing that they were exposed, Yuan Pei grabbed Fang Shanshui's hand and was a little apprehensive: "Fang Fang, what should I do?"

Chu Han, Li Ronghao and other three people who had just been woken up also held each other's hands in fear, huddled together, and looked at the scene like a zombie siege in front of them with some despair.

The figure master on Fang Shanshui's shoulders didn't seem to understand what it was doing. It sat quietly with its arms around Fang Shanshui's neck and watched, as if it saw a pile of rice with legs, and walked up to it one by one. ...It doesn't look very tasty.

Fang Shanshui quickly checked the talisman paper in his pocket, and then at the endless stream of ghosts around him.

Too much.

Except that it can't be cleaned.

How to do it?

Fang Shanshui touched his cheek, and suddenly took off the mask on his face.

The moment the mask was lifted, the hustle and bustle around fell silent.

The soldiers on the steps, and the people in ancient costumes suppressed by the soldiers, looked at Fang Shanshui's face, and they all froze, as if for a moment, they didn't know where they came from or where they were going.

【what--! 】

Countless screams rang out, and the soldiers and civilians were shaken, as if double images appeared on their bodies, and then these double images howled and scrambled away.

Those headless corpses hanging on the stairs, as the ghosts flew away, also fell on the bone steps like dumplings, and disappeared without a trace like an illusion.

what happened?

Chu Han and the others were dumbfounded.

Yuan Pei, who was hiding behind Fang Shanshui, was wondering why there was so much thunder and rain, so he raised his head and glanced at Fang Shanshui's face for no apparent reason.

If it was looking at Fang Shanshui's face in the clear sky, Yuan Pei probably wouldn't be so scared, but under the light of the phosphorus fire, looking at Fang Shanshui's face, Yuan Pei couldn't even tell whether the evil spirits were the gray shadows that were scared away , or his friend Fang Shanshui.

Yuan Pei's questioning voice was weak, as if floating in another world: "Fang Fang, what's the matter with your face?"

Fang Shanshui simply replied: "Hour burns."

Chu Han twisted his neck stiffly, avoiding to look at Fang Shanshui's face, he felt that so many ghosts did not scare him out, so he must not faint in front of Fang Shanshui at the last moment!Chu Han held back his fear and changed the topic: "Why are those ghosts running away?"

Li Ronghao was courageous enough, shaking like chaff all over, he still tried his best to flatter Fang Shanshui: "Uncle, you are very, very, cool!"

As for the other people who had just been rescued, they have fainted from fright again.

Holding the mask, Fang Shanshui supported the figurine on his shoulder that was also looking at his face. Seeing the people around him fainting from fright and trembling, Fang Shanshui said in his heart that it was probably due to the evil spirit of this ghost domain. Well, the power of my face seems to have grown a lot?

Fang Shanshui glanced at Yuan Pei and the other three who were still trembling, and explained without any embarrassment: "People are too frightened, and they still have their souls to suppress them, but most of them just pass out; The soul is scattered, which is an internal injury. So they are afraid of me, much more than you are afraid of me. In our business, being ugly is very advantageous."

Having said that, Fang Shanshui is still a little proud.The master had said at the beginning that he was born to be a corpse hunter, and with just his face, he was able to avoid the taboos of gods and ghosts and run amok without hindrance.

Yuan Pei and the others listened in bewilderment, with expressions of confusion on their faces.

Fang Shanshui felt his face itch a bit, and at first glance, it was the figurine master's little hand curiously touching the hard scab on his face. Fang Shanshui pinched his little hand aside with his fingertips, and put the mask back on.

Fang Shanshui, who put on the mask, instantly turned back into a handsome and handsome young man, with the breath of spring wind and rain, which immediately nourished the hearts of all the frightened people, and the three of Yuan Pei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fang Shanshui: "Hurry up and find someone, find them all and leave here."

"Oh!" Chu Han and Yuan Pei hurried to wake up the people lying on the ground around them, regardless of the panic just now.

Just now, after Fang Shanshui took off the mask, those soldiers and ancient people disappeared, separated, and after the illusion of the ancients was erased, they revealed their real bodies.

Thirty or forty people, lying on the ground, looked quite spectacular.

They were all possessed by the people who were waiting to be beheaded just now. If they hadn't been woken up, they would have been beheaded one by one like this.

Woke up those colleagues who were still chaotic one by one, and soon, everyone in the crew was there, and none of them was lost.

"Heaven wakes up and the earth is bright, the universe is back to normal. Edict!" The talisman paper in Fang Shansai's hand ignited, and countless talisman ashes fell down. A path was formed, as if different spaces were mistakenly intertwined.

The road leads out of a cave on the left and continues to the altar here.

The ghost domain here is too stubborn, Fang Shanshui can only barely make a way out, and cannot destroy the ghost domain.

Fang Shanshui greeted everyone: "Go, leave this road!"

The crew was still a little dazed, but they also knew that the situation was very serious. After hearing what Fang Shanshui said, they immediately walked towards the path that appeared under Chu Han's leadership.

Yuan Pei also walked on the road that appeared suddenly. Seeing that Fang Shanshui did not follow, but instead ran towards the center of the altar, he couldn't help but worry: "Fang Fang, why are you running there? Come here quickly!"

"You go first." Fang Shanshui ran to the bronze tripod in the center of the altar, and while responding, slapped the sacrificial tripod hard with his hands!

There was a loud hum, and the tripod was shaken.

A spider web-like crack appeared on the altar in an instant.

Yuan Pei was shocked: "Fang Fang, what are you doing? If this altar collapses, how can you come here!"

Fang Shanshui let them go: "You go to the cave, I can jump over later."

As he said that, Fang Shanshui stepped on the ears of the tripod, jumped onto the sacrificial tripod with his strength, and slapped it down again.

hum...

In the center of the huge earthquake on the body of the tripod, there was a continuous sound of crossing and rubbing, and the cracks on the altar spread in all directions in an instant, spreading to the step and bone ladder, and the tripod with human head sank, and it sank suddenly with a bang. Half a meter deep.

Countless human heads howled in the shock of the sacrificial cauldron. Slowly, these fresh human heads seemed to have just been cut off. They seemed to be corroded by the dust of history, and gradually turned back to hollow skulls. Howl again.

It's just that after these skulls returned to their original shape, a still fresh human head submerged in them stood out.

Fang Hao's head was buried in countless gray and white skulls, and he yelled at Fang Shanshui: "Help me! I'm Fang Hao, and I'm the lead actor of "The Lost Soul of Qin Tomb", please help me!"

Fang Hao's cry stopped Fang Shanshui who was about to clap his hands again and leave.

Fang Shanshui: "You are the lead actor, so that person just now was..."

Fang Shanshui turned his head and looked at the crew over there. They had already walked into the cave.

Fang Hao shouted excitedly: "That's a ghost! That's a ghost! He changed my head, snatched my body, and just turned around and smiled at me when he left! But you can't hear my voice! Help! help me!"

Wipe across!

The crack spread again, and the sacrificial tripod sank another three points.

Time is running out.

In Fang Hao's despairing eyes, Fang Shanshui suddenly took a leap and jumped into the cauldron. The figurine of the master was thrown out. After tumbling around, he caught Fang Shanshui's hair in time, and followed Fang Shanshui's hair in the air with no expression on his face. throw away.

Fang Shanshui seemed to have just touched the water, after stepping on a skull next to Fang Hao, he used his strength to jump again. During the jump, Fang Shanshui picked up Fang Hao's head, and then smoothly landed on the edge of the other side of the sacrificial tripod .

"It's so cool! You're so handsome! My God, you are my belief from now on!" Fang Hao realized that he had already stepped out of the terrifying sea of ​​skulls in a blink of an eye, and was about to cry out of joy. He looked at Fang Shanshui with the eyes of a savior , thank you non-stop.

"Be quiet." Fang Shanshui seemed to hear something.

Suddenly, with a crash, a skinny hand stretched out from the gray skull, suddenly grabbed Fang Shanshui's feet, dragged Fang Shanshui back into the cauldron, and fell on countless skulls.

"Ah!" Seeing that he fell back to hell again, Fang Hao screamed miserably.