Distorting mirror travels through the supernatural event book

Ji Yue took a step forward, raised his hand and lightly tapped Yun Xianzi's celestial cap, and then drew two random lines on the back of his neck, watching Qiao Leting waiting for two big bright eyes to look at him , patted his head and said to him: "Go back and teach you."

Qiao Leting laughed, squatted down in front of Yun Xianzi, and carefully looked at Master Yun Xianzi in front of him by the light of the candle on the altar table. This master looked about 40 years old, but his actual age should be older He was a little bigger, with almost no blood on his face, described as thin, with high raised cheekbones on both sides of his cheeks, his hands were flat on his knees, and the veins on the back of his hands were also raised, compared to what Qiao Leting saw last time Sometimes I lose at least twenty pounds.

Yun Xianzi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he let out a low, inaudible hum, as if he was about to wake up, Qiao Leting staggered back a little, and stared at Yun Xianzi without blinking.

Yun Xianzi finally woke up slowly. In his memory, he brought several other masters of exorcising ghosts to the easternmost room on the third floor. The housekeeper said that it was a Buddhist hall. It was built by the lady. After the lady died, the Buddhist hall was sealed up, and no one ever entered it again.

Yun Xianzi asked the housekeeper which gods and Buddhas were enshrined in it, but the housekeeper couldn't tell. He told his wife and Mr. Jin that no one went in to see it.

Yun Xianzi suspected that something was causing trouble inside, so he asked the housekeeper to open the Buddhist hall, and he led the crowd in. Unlike the dilapidated, old, decayed, and dusty hall he imagined, this Buddhist hall is brand new It seemed that someone came to clean it every day. The red candles on both sides of the altar were burning silently, and the aloe incense from the incense burner lingered around the noses of several people.

And what is enshrined in this Buddhist hall is not the Western Buddhas they imagined, but a goddess standing on a white lotus. Yun Xianzi has never seen this goddess in all the books he has read. The portrait The goddess on the screen is very well drawn, with a faint smile on the corner of her lips, lowered eyebrows, looking at everyone.

There was no trace of dust on the portrait, as if someone came to wipe it from time to time. The masters of exorcising ghosts looked at each other, feeling a little timid in their hearts.

Yun Xianzi glanced at the housekeeper suspiciously. He suspected that the housekeeper had lied, but the housekeeper was also pale at this moment, and it seemed that he didn't know the situation in the room.Just when Mr. Yun wanted to ask the housekeeper a few more words, the housekeeper answered a phone call, saying that Mr. Jin was ill and asked him to go back to take care of him, so he had no choice but to drive back to the city and hand over all the matters here to Yun. first son.

After the butler left, several masters surrounded Yun Xianzi and asked him what to do next. Yun Xianzi raised his head and carefully looked at the goddess statue hanging on the altar table. Evil, he frowned and walked forward, reaching out his hand to take down the goddess statue.

And the door of the Buddhist hall behind them was quietly closed when they were not paying attention, and Yun Xianzi's fingers were just about to touch the goddess statue when a cool breeze blew behind him, and the candlelight on the altar suddenly When it was extinguished, the entire Buddhist hall was plunged into darkness, only sporadic lights were shining from the agarwood incense in the incense burner.

Yun Xianzi was in a bad mood, and took out two talisman papers from his arms to defend himself, but the other master ghost hunters yelled one after another.

"Who touched my ass!"

"Who grabbed my hand?"

"Why are you choking my neck! Let go!"

"Who strangled you"

"what--"

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At this time, a hand was put on Yun Xianzi's shoulder, and Yun Xianzi took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and then he saw a long-haired female ghost lying on his back with the light of the mobile phone screen. It was so festered that the original facial features could not be seen at all, and the eyeballs with black juice drooped from the eye sockets, almost falling onto Yun Xianzi's shoulders.

Although Yun Xianzi used to help people cook some ghosts and so on, he couldn't help but feel nauseous after seeing this scene. He took out the prepared talisman paper from his pocket and covered the female ghost's head, listening to the female ghost's screams With a cry, it fell off his shoulders.

Immediately afterwards, Yun Xianzi saw a bloody ghost lying on the body of all the ghost-hunting masters in front of him. Those masters kept wailing, but they had no ability at all. Yun Xianzi's talisman removed the ghost from his body.

Yun Xianzi pushed open the door of the Buddhist hall, and walked downstairs with a group of people behind him. They met many evil spirits and fierce ghosts along the way, and Yun Xianzi was the only one who could beat them. For a long time, he still couldn't get out of the Jin family's house, and everyone around him disappeared one by one, and he was the only one left, but he couldn't slack off at all, because if he was not careful, his life would be lost .

And now that Yun Xianzi woke up, he was still staying in that Buddhist hall, that is to say, he had never left here, so what about the others?

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and looked at Qiao Leting and Ji Yue in front of him. These two Yun Xianzi still had a little impression, as if they were the anchor of some live broadcast platform, "You...why are you here too?"

Probably because he sat here for too long, Yun Xianzi's voice was hoarse, as if he was about to cough up blood.

"Come and have a look, find something." Qiao Leting replied, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I can't die for the time being, thank you all." Yun Xianzi propped his hands on the ground as if he wanted to stand up from the futon, Qiao Leting saw that it was really difficult for him to get up, so he took the initiative to help Yun Xianzi up from the ground .

Everything that Yun Xianzi experienced in the Buddhist hall before was just an illusion, and those illusions will consume the energy of these people little by little. Leather, make a personal leather lantern.

Yun Xianzi looked around, and gradually had a bad feeling in his heart, he asked Qiao Leting: "Where are the others?"

"..." Qiao Leting couldn't bear it, but he still had to tell the truth, "You may be the only one left here."

Yun Xianzi was taken aback, although he had expected such a result, he was still a little sad when he heard Qiao Leting say it himself. He thought he could save them, but in the end he was almost involved.

Qiao Leting didn't have time to comfort the old man's wounded heart. He raised his head and looked at the Thangka of the Goddess hanging on it again. The Goddess's expression seemed to have changed. Qiao Leting stepped forward and narrowed his eyes. Touch that huge Thangka.

"Be careful." Seeing Qiao Leting's movements, Yun Xianzi quickly reminded him.

If Ji Yue had said this, Qiao Leting would have taken back his claws, but Yun Xianzi's words would not have such a deterrent effect, he turned his head and smiled at Yun Xianzi, "It's okay."

The moment Qiao Leting's fingers touched Thangka, the expression on his face changed. What he touched was not paper or cloth, but it was like human skin, a little slippery and warm .

"This is..." Qiao Leting withdrew his hand, looked at Ji Yue, and asked, "Human skin Thangka?"

Ji Yue nodded, human skin Thangka is the Thangka pattern drawn on the human skin, and then the person is fixed on a wooden post, and a small hole is opened in the head, and mercury is poured into it, and the weight of the mercury will be reduced. It is the separation of human skin from flesh and blood to obtain a complete human skin.

"Human skin thangka?" Yun Xianzi also yelled, he had never thought that such an evil thing was enshrined in the Jin family's Buddhist hall.

If the housekeeper didn't lie, this human skin thangka must have something to do with Mr. Jin's first wife, and the strange things that have happened to the Jin family recently are probably also related to this thangka.

In fact, Qiao Leting didn't want to take care of these things. He came here with only one mission, to kill that Mrs. Jin, but if he wanted to kill her, he had to find her first. Where should he find her?

It seemed that Ji Yue really didn't intend to help this time. Qiao Leting took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the thangka on the altar table, and then imported the photo into the search engine. There are dozens of pictures of similar goddesses popping up as soon as he clicked on the search button. He flipped through them one by one and compared them with the original pictures one by one. Qiao Leting was about to click on the original website to have a look, when Yun Xianzi behind him suddenly spoke again, "Young fellow daoist, why don't we go out and look again?"

Qiao Leting thought for a while, this place is really not a good place. Although he is not afraid of those evil spirits and ghosts now, after all, one more thing is worse than one less thing. It is better to avoid it. The other decorations were also photographed one by one, and then they turned around and followed Ji Yue and Yun Xianzi out of the Buddhist hall.

When he closed the door, he stretched his head and took another look inside. The corner of the goddess' mouth in the portrait raised a very weird smile. Qiao Leting didn't want to make trouble, so he closed the door heavily with a bang.

After leaving the Buddhist hall, the temperature around him rose a lot, so Qiao Leting went to the stairs and clicked on the website to look up the origin of these two pictures of goddesses.

The blogger who posted the pictures said in the article that he saw these two pictures of goddesses in a dilapidated small temple when he went to Tibet to support teaching. The villagers have inquired a thing or two, but those villagers seem to be very secretive about the goddess in the temple, and each of them is vague.

Dong dong dong, dong dong dong, just as they were walking, there were knocks on the door next to them, Qiao Leting stopped, and Yun Xianzi asked behind him, "Is there someone inside?"

"Go in and have a look." Probably because Ji Yue was following behind him, Qiao Leting was much more courageous than before. He turned around and pushed the door open. There was a bed, two wardrobes, and a rectangular table in the room. The desk, table, and floor were covered with dust, and it seemed that no one had been there for a long time.

Dong dong dong, dong dong dong, the sound was still ringing, as if beating on the hearts of everyone.

"This voice..." Yun Xianzi's complexion changed, with a slight livid color, and he said, "It seems to be coming from under the floor."