Carrying the coffin board of the senior sister

Unexpectedly, it would be such a dreamy development. She was caught off guard and choked on a few sips of water, and she sank to the bottom of the pool.

The water in the ground was cool, Fang Yiyi's body touched the cold rocks before he realized it, struggling to rise up, a string of bubbles gushed out from the unsettled surface of the pool.

Three seconds later, Fang Yi also jumped out.

The surroundings were pitch black, with no light at all, and Fang Yi couldn't see, so he groped ashore with both hands.

She found a fairly flat place, and sat down halfway, ignoring the water on her clothes, and hurriedly took out her phone.

The mobile phone is not waterproof, it has been turned off, Fang Yiyi closed her eyes, sad emotions flooded in, it was several times colder than the pool water, almost submerged her, and it became difficult to breathe.

"What should I do..." Fang Yiyi muttered to himself, holding the phone with both hands, and kept pressing the power button on the edge, but no matter how hard he pressed, the phone didn't respond at all.

Fang Yi also tried for a long time, her hands were sore, she sat with her knees wrapped around her calves, showing a self-protective posture, buried her face in her arms, and began to sob and cry.

The previous composure was deceiving, because he could barely suppress his fear because he could see Li Ting. Now that the phone cannot be turned on, Fang Yiyi suddenly lost his backbone. The surrounding environment is not like something in the world. cried out.

Fang Yiyi cried very loudly, his fingertips clasped to his knees were trembling, he was out of breath, and he didn't stop crying until he hiccupped.

After all, this is just a way to relieve emotions, and going on like this is not the answer.

Fang Yiyi knew in her heart that for so many years, she had always been alone and had to rely on herself for everything, but sometimes her emotions were too strong and affected her rationality.

Then simply let it go, it doesn't matter anyway.

She groped forward while sobbing, thinking that she must protect her eyes in the future, the feeling of being blind is too much, and she might have to drive west, and Li Ting stared.

But in this way, Li Ting has no reason to abandon her. After all, everyone is a ghost, and she can follow Li Ting wherever he goes...

Fang Yiyi didn't pay attention when he was walking, he was thinking wildly, thinking about a lot of things, and when he came back to his senses, he found strangely that he didn't want to cry anymore.

Suddenly, on the uneven stone wall, Fang Yiyi's fingertips touched a thin and deep grain. The edge of the grain was sharper than the smooth surface, and it was a bit thorny.

She was stunned for a moment, her heart moved, she covered it with her palm, and groped carefully along the edge of the lines.

The lines are complicated, one stroke after another, following the rules, like ancient Chinese characters carved by humans.

Fang Yiyi was startled, and a faint joy filled his heart.

She knew that she had found it.

The holy place of practice that the predecessors flocked to, naturally cannot be just a small place like a cave.

I hope that this great Taoist sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years, can help her find a way to restore Li Ting's freedom.

Thinking of this, Fang Yiyi slowly moved forward along the stone wall, groping along the chiseled lines with his hands.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yiyi felt a pain in her fingertips, presumably Wen Ke suddenly became sharp and cut her defenseless fingers.

Out of a nervous reflex, Fang Yiyi quickly withdrew her hand. In the darkness she couldn't see, the warm blood flowed down the gully of the wall, and just rolled into a lamp made of old porcelain placed below. In the kerosene lamp.

The wick spontaneously combusts in blood.

The big light illuminates the cave, and the light is dim, but the eyes that have adapted to the darkness are just right, not dazzling, but can see the surroundings clearly.

Fang Yiyi was in a cave about ten paces long. She was standing in the aisle that was as wide as two people. Starting from the words she had touched just now, densely packed stone carvings covered the entire visible stone surface.

The glyphs have deep grooves, neat handwriting, and different sizes. At first glance, it looks like they were cut out of a dictionary and pasted on. There is no pattern at all, and people feel dizzy when they look at it.

Fang Yi also collected his mind, glanced around, and fixed his gaze on the center of the cave.

There is a stone platform like an altar. The whole stone platform, including the steps and railings, is carefully carved from white marble. In the middle of the stone platform, there is a human head.

The epidermis of the human head is well preserved, some are swollen and whitish, but it is not festered. With eyes closed and facing Fang Yiyi's direction, the hardest skull is cut off and replaced by a dark puddle of solidified objects similar to lamp oil. In the center of the booth, a used cotton wick stands securely on it.

Fang Yiyi didn't panic too much, there was no trace of yin here, and even if there was a corpse, it was only a literal meaning, and there was no possibility of corpse transformation. Moreover, this seemingly terrifying thing in front of her was once in " I saw it in "Ghosts and Supernatural Encyclopedia Part [-]". This is called a human head lamp. After death, the head is cut off flat, the brain is dug out, and preserved by special methods. The corpse is refined into lamp oil, which is poured into the skull with the brain removed. , can burn for thousands of years.

The human head lamp itself is also a sacred feng shui instrument, which has outstanding effects in storing wind and absorbing energy. Generally, high-ranking officials and dignitaries with conditions like to put one in their tombs.

Never expected that the Maoshan Sect actually had such a thing.

Fang Yiyi was in the dark before, except for the feeling of grievance and hesitation, he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear, compared to this man with the headlights on.

But headlights are said to be eternal, so why did they go out?

Fang Yi also felt strange, she looked carefully at the head lamp, and then at the small oil lamp like a bean, and found that the wax and oil were all the same color.

It's like corpse oil.

After thinking about it, Fang Yiyi bent down, carefully picked up the oil lamp, and slowly walked towards the human head lamp.

The weak flame of the small oil lamp swayed and swayed with the movement, and the reflection Fang Yiyi flicked his teeth and claws on the shadow on the wall, flickering and flickering.

The specially treated human head, the skin is soaked and swollen, white and bluish, which is the familiar death color of the corpse, only the eyelids and eyelashes are distinct, and they are quietly closed, revealing the peaceful state of the end of life .

Holding the oil lamp dish in both hands, Fang Yiyi carefully approached the cotton wicks, and the two cotton wicks ignited as soon as they were touched, and the cave suddenly became much brighter.

As if the task had been completed, the small oil lamp spontaneously went out at the moment when the head lamp was lit.

Vision suddenly born!

The text emits golden light, reflecting the shadow of nothingness from the wall, hovering clockwise in mid-air, at the position where the headlight is directly facing, the text engraved on the ceiling of the cave, there is a faint blue light bending across, the writing fades, only A few singular points are left to form the star map of the Big Dipper.

For a moment, the entire cave became empty, the golden light mixed with blue and white light complemented each other, and the traditional ancient characters hovered around.

Fang Yiyi stared at this scene obsessively, with surprise and joy in his amber eyes.

So that's the case... Fang Yiyi suddenly felt a sense of self-confidence, she was convinced that what she wanted was hidden here.