I conquer the hidden boss by brushing my face [Infinite Stream]

The size of the urn is three or four circles smaller than usual, and it should be a small model specially selected for placing under the pedal.

Shen Duxian took out the urn and placed it on the ground. After wiping off the dust on the surface with the shroud sheet, he found that there was no photo on it, and it was only locked with an old lock.

"Snapped--!"

When the death-threatening lightning fell, Xiao Qiao trembled.

Shen Duxian didn't hesitate either, he smashed the lock with brute force and opened the urn.

Unexpectedly, there was another layer of boxes inside, covered with dozens of talisman papers with strange patterns, only a little bit of black and red paint was exposed.

A box within a box, a coffin within a coffin.

The talisman paper is locked in an array, and there is no way to go to heaven.

This method is often used to suppress extreme evils, but at this moment it appears under the pedal of a bus.

It's tricky.

Seeing this, Shen Duxian frowned slightly, and after thinking for a few seconds, he returned to his original bed, took out a two-foot-two-inch mahogany sword from the luggage, scratched the talisman paper with the tip of the sword, and opened the box.

"Squeak~"

Accompanied by a tooth-piercing voice, the things hidden in the box were revealed to everyone.

The stench hit his face, Jiang Fuyue covered his mouth and nose and used his mobile phone to light up the light, and saw a whole box of black sticky dough, like dough made with ink and dough, after a long period of time, countless bacterial mold spots had formed.

"What is this? Moldy dough?"

Jiaojiao thought the same as him, and asked with a frown: "Is this the culprit? Let's just throw it out. Anyway, with the barrier in place, the dough should be easily wiped out."

Hearing this, Shen Duxian glared at her and snorted coldly: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, it will only expose your ignorance and stupidity."

"You understand, then why didn't you say it?" Jiaojiao saw that he was unhappy everywhere, and her tone was so bad that it seemed that she was about to fight at any time.

But at the moment, it seems that only Shen Duxian has a lot of research on supernatural and metaphysics. No matter how much Jiaojiao hates the other party, she will not be so stupid as to fight against the other party.

Holding up the phone to light it up, Jiang Fuyue asked, "What did you see?"

Shen Duxian shook his head and said: "I'm not sure yet, I'll look for it again." After finishing speaking, the peach wood sword was inserted into the black dough and stirred it.

Soon, the dough was stirred up and shattered into pieces, emitting a more intense smell in the box, which could be smelled even by the people at the rear of the car.

The smell of blood, internal organs, vomit, and dough mixed together to form a biochemical weapon comparable to gas bombs, which made everyone's noses almost fail, and their throats twitched, eager to add more bricks to the gas chamber.

Jiang Fuyue saw two pieces of paper appearing in the scattered dough powder.

The mahogany sword tip picked apart the paper, and found a piece of black talisman paper and a posthumous photo.

There are black dirt on the corners of the posthumous photo, but it does not block the appearance of a woman in her 40s.

The woman is not beautiful but has a quiet temperament, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of her mouth, looking at the camera as if she is looking at everyone present.

Jiang Fuyue glanced at it and found it familiar, so she took out the family photo in her pocket, and found that it turned out to be the woman in the photo of Lao Wang's family of three, that is, Lao Wang's wife!

So he quickly handed the photo to Shen Duxian for comparison: "Look, it's a person!"

Time passed extremely quickly in the tense atmosphere, and it seemed that the lightning just now hadn't disappeared before another thunderbolt came down.

With only 10 minutes left before death, Xiao Qiao couldn't help but tighten Jiang Fuyue's clothes, and secretly prepared life-saving props.

She couldn't really give her life to these three strangers.

Shen Duxian took the photo and compared it, nodded and said: "It is indeed a person... I know what it is, it is a curse."

He picked up the black talisman, and his voice was like deep winter ice: "The blood of the centipede is mixed with the ashes of the dead, and the magic talisman and the photo of the deceased are sealed off, and placed where thousands of people step on it... This is a very vicious spell, once it is activated All living creatures will be wiped out.”

Jiaojiao was speechless: "No wonder the dead are so regular."

Knowing what the murderer was, Jiang Fuyue squatted down, fixed her eyes on Shen Duxian: "How to break the curse?"

Shen Duxian said slowly: "Kill the person who cast the curse."

When the person who cast the curse dies, the curse will naturally fail.

But who cursed this?

The one who can find the ashes must be the closest person, either Lao Wang himself or their daughter.

However, Lao Wang died and his daughter was missing.

Where do they go to find the caster when they are locked in the car?

Jiang Fuyue asked: "Is there any other way?"

"one left."

At 1:26, there were still 4 minutes before Xiao Qiao's death.

Shen Duxian bit the tip of his tongue cleanly, and sprayed blood from the tip of his tongue on the sword.

The scarlet blood slowly slid down the smooth blade, and the ordinary mahogany sword actually exuded a fragrance under the eyes of everyone, sweeping away the foul smell in the carriage.

Then he raised his arms high and thrust the wooden sword hard into the spell and the ashes dough!

The pitch-black color climbed up the mahogany sword body as if possessing spirituality, and rushed towards his hands at high speed.

But how could Shen Duxian be touched by this filthy and evil black air?

He took out a piece of bright yellow talisman paper from his pocket, lightly flicked his wrist to ignite it, and a cluster of bright flames burst out.

Then the talisman paper attached to the sword was thrown into the air, and the flames of the talisman paper instantly engulfed the mahogany sword and the pitch black color.

"Ahhhh-!!!"

There was only a scream like a train whistle, and the black disappeared in the raging flames.

And the moment the flame disappeared, the barrier outside the window also disappeared, and the torrential rain from the outside poured into the car like a mad dog, blowing away all the strange smells and bringing people back to life!

"Crash! Crash!"

The curtains and bed sheets were blown open by the wind and rain, and the lightning and thunder finally came one after another.

1: 30.

"Boom--!"

Lightning strikes, but no one dies.

Shen Duxian succeeded!

When the crisis was lifted, everyone wept with joy.

"Great! There is no danger!"

"Thank God!"

"I shouldn't die!"

Everyone was overjoyed, but Jiaojiao suddenly shouted: "Don't be so fucking merry! The car is out of control!"

It turned out that the moment the curse disappeared, the mysterious power controlling the vehicle also disappeared. Fortunately, Jiaojiao was standing next to the driver's seat, and she found something wrong in time to hold the steering wheel. Otherwise, the tourist bus would overturn before the group of guys could even open their mouths.

At this moment, Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and turned the steering wheel, but because the vehicle had been maintaining a speed of 80 yards, the tires slipped on the rainy ground and quickly lost control, spinning quickly beside the direction!

"squeak--!!"

The ear-piercing vehicle friction sounded in everyone's ears, and the feeling of weightlessness followed.

Seeing this, Jiang Fuyue wanted to help, but was pulled by Shen Duxian behind her, and rolled into a soft mattress.

The vehicle was completely out of control, and Jiaojiao quickly pulled out the seat belt to fasten herself, protecting her head during the rollover.

The bus carrying more than a dozen people drifted a few laps on the road, rolling people and things into a ball like a mixer, and then flipping into the forest!

The vehicle was badly damaged and the engine soon caught fire.

In the chaos, people secretly used props and skills to protect themselves. In the horrific car accident, they only suffered a little trauma.

The fire burned under the rain, and the actors managed to get some luggage out, and quickly climbed out of the broken windows, panting in the mud.

Even Xiao Qiao brought out her cheap parents, dragged one in each hand, and dragged them slowly onto the road.

Jiang Fuyue climbed out of the carriage, and after counting the survivors before and after, she found that the old aunt hadn't come out.

However, just as he was about to go back to save others, the flame suddenly grew bigger.

Prayer warns: "Run!

A sense of crisis ran through his brain like an electric current, Jiang Fuyue quickly backed away, watching the bus explode in front of him, and the old aunt and her wife were buried in the vast rainy night.

"Hey."

Sighing, Jiang Fuyue turned and left.

Everyone returned to the highway with bruises and bruises, and discussed where to go after finding that all mobile phones had lost signal.

It was suggested to wait in place.But I don't know when the heavy rain will stop. Just being drenched in the rain will definitely cause serious illness, and if there is no signal, who can they wait for?

Someone offered to go back.But this road is deserted, there are almost no vehicles at ordinary times, and there are only forests without any facilities on the side of the road, so I don't know when I will be rescued when I look back.

At this moment, Father Qiao and Mother Qiao woke up. Father Qiao glanced at the road stele and said hoarsely, "I have traveled here before."

Qiao's father said that he had been here before and remembered the route. The place where they are now is only an hour's walk away from the nearest tourist village.

There is no unlimited carnival, no script, the actors can only find the main line to perform by themselves.

In the movie, it is natural to go wherever it is weird.

At this moment, the aborigines issued a reminder, and they agreed.

In the dark, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and everyone was drenched and shivering with cold.Those whose physical fitness has been strengthened many times are fine, but those who can be called "weak willows and strong winds" like the thin man have already started to catch a cold and have a fever, and their cheeks are flushed.

An actress kindly leaned over and supported him with the umbrella on the side of her backpack.

Although it is windy and rainy, it is better than nothing.

After thanking him repeatedly, the thin man got closer to the actress, wanting to gain some warmth.

Jiang Fuyue originally brought an umbrella, but when the car overturned, he was in the front of the car and his backpack was in the back. After climbing out, the car exploded again, so he could only be exposed to the rain like everyone else.

Jiaojiao "pata, pata" ran to him in the rain, covered her eyes and said to him, "Hey, I'm your girlfriend, aren't you going to take care of me?"

"How to take care of it?"

The rain wet Jiang Fuyue's black hair, and it stuck to his perfect cheeks, like poisonous snakes and thorns, surrounding the two light brown peerless treasures.

Unmoved by the beauty, Jiaojiao said with a smile, "For example, spread your coat to hide from the rain..." After she finished speaking, she realized that the other party was wearing a pullover sweater. If she wanted to protect herself from the rain, she had to get in.

"never mind……"

Knowing that this is not feasible, Jiaojiao took off her small suit jacket and put it on her head, and ran away again.

Shen Duxian leaned over and unfolded his denim jacket, and said to Jiang Fuyue with a serious face, "You can come here to hide from the rain." After speaking, he blinked playfully twice, quite coquettishly.

"..."

Jiang Fuyue silently refused, and silently put on the sweater hat and quickened her pace.

After walking for more than an hour in the heavy rain, they finally saw a light in front of them, and quickly rushed forward.

When more than a dozen people came to the entrance of the village, they saw a 80-[-]-year-old man squatting on the ground, digging something with a small hoe.

In the middle of the night, thunder and lightning, wind and rain.

An old man was wearing a thin plastic film and was digging with a hoe in a panic. It looked like a crime scene.

Hearing the sound of chaotic footsteps approaching, he stood up abruptly, raised his flashlight in a panic to shine a light on the person, and shouted loudly, "Who!"

"Master! Master, don't get excited!"

Father Qiao, who was the leader, quickly raised his hand and explained with his eyes widened in the heavy rain, "We are tourists! We are not bad people!"

"Tourists? There are no tourists who come here in the rain in the middle of the night! You are an old man, I am stupid!" The old man waved his hoe, trying to drive the intruders away: "Get out! Get out! Don't let me see you again !"

At this time, Jiaojiao came forward and said with a grievance on her face, "Grandpa, we had a car accident. It's dark and cold, and we still have many girls. It's too unsafe in the deep mountains and old forests. Your old man Show kindness, can you let us hide from the rain first? We will leave when the rain stops?"

Her hair and clothes were wet and sticking to her body, she looked very pitiful like a frail deer in the forest.

Xiao Qiao also walked over trembling with her arms folded: "Grandpa, please, it's really cold. If it freezes any longer, I'm sure to catch a cold. Here, look, our companion has caught a cold." She said With his eyes, he gestured to the thin man who was about to pass out from the burning.

After being begged in turn, the old man still softened his heart. He put away his hoe and sighed, "Forget it, come in."

As he spoke, he turned and led the way.

And after he left like this, everyone discovered that he was just hoeing the ground and was repairing the kennel.

The kennel is half a large water tank turned upside down on the ground, covered with a layer of plastic paper.

Due to the heavy wind and heavy rain, the plastic paper disappeared and the water tank was also displaced.

After the kennel was repaired, the dog walked back into the water tank, lay sickly on its stomach, and quietly watched a dozen strangers enter the house, neither yelling nor barking, and its tail dragged on the ground like it was broken.

Jiang Fuyue took a casual glance and found that the dog's eyes were red.

This reminded him of the saying of the older generation that dogs who have eaten human flesh have red eyes.This kind of dog eats human flesh once, and then eats it the second time, and the third time... Treating humans as prey.

After remembering this, Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes to see the lightning and thunder in the sky, and the slanting rain, and followed the others into the old man's house.

The house is not small, and the lobby is empty after entering the house, facing the door is a half-wall mirror and a cabinet for worshiping gods, and there is an Eight Immortals table and a few benches in the corner near the east wall.

The old man turned on the incandescent lamp dangling from the beams of the house, and said to everyone, "Wait here." Then he entered the east room and left several people in the lobby.

Several people wandered around in the lobby curiously, and finally cast their eyes on the largest wall mirror.

The mirror was very old-fashioned, with lotus flower stickers on the four sides and a layer of dust, which made a dozen people look ashamed.

Jiang Fuyue leaned forward to check the cabinet, and found a pile of sundries, a dilapidated incense burner and a handful of damp incense candles on it.

But he didn't see the Buddha statue, so he didn't know what the old man was worshiping.

"If you touch anything indiscriminately, get out!"

The old man's anger suddenly sounded behind everyone, and Jiang Fuyue turned her head to see that the other party was staring at an actor who was looking through a drawer.

The actor was caught straight, closed the drawer resentfully, touched his nose and apologized to the old man.

The old man accepted the apology with a straight face, threw a few pieces of cloth and two mats on the ground, his face darkened: "You guys sleep here, turn off the lights before going to bed, don't bother me." Then he turned and went into the room, "Bang "The door closed with a bang, and the door frame was shaken.

This old man has a bad temper.

Shaking their heads, more than a dozen people quickly spread the coarse cloth on the ground, and then put the straw mats together to form a floor spread.

Seeing that the same berth was finished, the actress quickly helped the emaciated man with a high fever to lie on it.

Looking at the mat on the concrete floor and the pale man on it, Jiang Fuyue thought it looked like an ancient corpse wrapped in a straw mat...

The actress touched the skinny man's hot forehead and anxiously asked if anyone had brought antipyretics.

It's a pity that no one took it with her. In the end, she bravely knocked on the door of the old man's room and asked for some medicine and water to feed the thin man.

Soon, everyone packed themselves up and lay down separately.

Qiao's father and Qiao's mother slept in the middle of the bunk, separating men and women.

Jiang Fuyue and Shen Duxian sat on the far side of the male side.

The incandescent lights go out, the camera and the sense of voyeurism disappear, and the show is over.

In the darkness, the two looked at each other, got up tacitly, and sneaked out of the lobby into the kitchen.

The wooden door was closed to block the sound from the kitchen.

Jiang Fuyue walked to the stove and spoke first: "How is my mother?"

"Auntie is very haggard..."

"Where is Brother Zi?"

"He completed his mission, left the movie with me and is recuperating in the hospital."

"That's good."

The air fell into silence, and the two stood in the dark kitchen without saying a word.

Lightning and thunder were still thundering outside the window, Shen Duxian leaned against the edge of Yantai and took out a pack of wet cigarettes from his trouser pocket, lighted it with difficulty, took a deep breath, and exhaled the choking smoke: "Anything else?"

"..."

Jiang Fuyue didn't answer, quietly looking at the flickering face under the orange light.

Inhale, exhale.

Shen Duxian asked again amidst the smog: "What happened at that time?"

This "at that time" naturally refers to the time in "Land of Tracing Light".

Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "I don't know. At that time, I was listening to Luna's Memories, and inexplicably opened the theater version... Then I was notified that I had died in reality."

Shen Duxian stopped smoking: "How to open the personal version?"

"do not know."

"Then, is it possible for you to come back?"

The corpses were burned to ashes and buried, and Shen Duxian didn't expect the other party to be resurrected.

After Jiang Fuyue heard this question, she was silent for a long time before slowly opening her mouth: "...I don't know."

do not know.

What a perfunctory answer.

Punch the air into silence again.

Jiang Fuyue looked at the flickering light spots and wanted to ask him what happened in "Ghost Shadows", but Shen Duxian snuffed out the cigarette before she could open her mouth, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Forget it and go back." Come on, have a good rest, the movie is still very long." After finishing speaking, he threw the cigarette butt into the firepit and turned to leave.

If it was someone else, Jiang Fuyue would have asked directly.

But facing Shen Duxian, he didn't want to.

He worried that if he opened his mouth, even this friend would be lost.

So he nodded and silently followed behind Shen Duxian.

On the way, the two of them met a dazed and thin man who came out to go to the toilet. After saying hello, the two of them went back to sleep.

The floor was surprisingly cold late at night, and Jiang Fuyue curled up into a ball hugging her wet clothes, and it took nearly an hour to fall asleep.

After everyone was asleep, Qi got out of the apartment, took a small heater invented by Apache, and lay on Jiang Fuyue's body to keep him warm.

A pure white cloak covered him and the heater's light.

In the middle of the night, when everyone was shivering, only Jiang Fuyue had a warm cloak and sweet dreams.

This night seemed to be very calm, the wind and rain were heavy outside the window, but it could not blow into the house for half a minute.

With the help of Qi, Jiang Fuyue had a dream of eating hot pot with relatives and friends in winter, and she was sweating from the heat.

But sitting next to the hot pot, he always felt strange sounds in his ears.

He put down his chopsticks and looked out of the dream window with doubts in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" The beautiful and sexy blond woman turned her head and asked, at the same time she took a chopstick of freshly boiled mutton and put it into his bowl.

This is exactly the image Qi created in his dream.

"There is a strange sound, did you hear it?" Jiang Fuyue looked at the dark window without blinking.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The strange voice was dull and slow, drifting from a distant place, passing through the lively hotpot party and getting into his ears, knocking every time made him panic.

A stern look flashed in Qi's eyes, he raised his hand to increase the reality of the dream, completely blocked the voice, and then pulled Jiang Fuyue to drink: "No, drink quickly, I will drink one and you will drink three."

"?"

"Don't force the moon to drink!" A milky voice sounded, and Jiang Fuyue turned her head, and saw a small dark figure sitting on her right hand, struggling to hold the hand that was praying for the wine.

It's zero!it woke up!

Joy welled up in her heart, Jiang Fuyue forgot the voice just now, hugged the little figure on her lap, and fed it bite by bite.

The dream is beautiful, but it will end eventually.

As soon as it was dawn, the roosters in the village couldn't wait to raise their heads and crow, one after another was more soul-stirring than the alarm clock ringing that comes with iOS.

Qi returned to the apartment with the heater before everyone woke up, and asked Apache: "Have you recorded the sound at night?"

"Hmm!" Apache, still looking like a musty ball, jumped onto the coffee table and turned on the special tape recorder.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

After shielding the thunderstorm, a strange voice came from the tape recorder. As Qi listened, his expression became strange.

Outside, everyone woke up.

The strange thing is that other people are wrapped in semi-dry clothes and sneezing from the cold, but Jiang Fuyue's clothes and hair are completely dry, and there is a thin layer of sweat on her skin.

Seeing this, Shen Duxian was very nervous: "Why are you sweating? Fever?"

"Don't worry, no."

Guessing it was praying for help, Jiang Fuyue was about to thank him when she heard the other party speak first: "Yue, something is wrong with this village."

"how?"

"There are drums."

"drum?"

"Yes, and it's not an ordinary drumbeat!"

Just as Qi was about to explain, he heard a soft knock on the door from outside.

The actors went to open the door, and saw a smiling old woman who said to them, "You are the tourists who came to stay last night, right? Are you from Kanghui Travel Agency? I am your coordinator in Jinming Village. You can call me Li Mother-in-law, by the way, where is your tour guide?"

Everyone looked at each other, and Jiaojiao took the initiative to explain: "It was raining heavily on the road, we had a car accident, and we were separated from the tour guide and the driver."

"Dispersed?"

Li Po was shocked: "Then I have to call the police."

After she finished speaking, she was just about to leave, but she suddenly remembered something, slapped her thigh and said: "Oh, I forgot! We have a guest house in Jinming Village, and the travel agency has already paid for it. You go to wash and change clothes. "

Granny Li looked normal, but Jiang Fuyue heard Qi's reminder: "Be careful with her."

At the same time, Shen Duxian whispered behind him: "She's wrong."

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感谢在2021-09-0920:35:36~2021-09-1021:01:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Butterfly Dream; 1 bottle of Yanjiang;

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