After being reborn, he was entangled by the sha demon

Not only has it become bigger, but the strokes of the word "囍" that were only a few feet square just now have expanded to the entire stone wall.

The bloodstains in the gaps are also obvious.

At first, Fan Wujiu thought it was a worker who accidentally cut his hand while chiseling, but now that he looked carefully, he found another source, the handwriting was enlarged, and the mystery hidden in that horizontal line was revealed.

There is a small hole between the top two horizontal lines of the character "囍", from which dark red blood is gurgling out.The blood flowed down along the strokes, dyeing the entire large characters on the stone carving into a bloody appearance, which complemented the festive appearance of the cave.

"There's something behind the stone." Fan Wujiu made up his mind just by looking at it. He wanted to see who had the guts to tie him up and trap Xie Bi'an.Hiding behind a rock and not showing your face is a fart!

If you want to see what is behind the stone wall, you have to find a way to break the big stone and the stone characters engraved on it, which requires great strength.

"Master Xiao Xie, it's up to you." Fan Wujiu smiled and stepped back half a step, really giving up the world to Xie Bi'an to show off his skills—he was so looking forward to seeing Xie Bi'an's proud little face.

Xie Bi'an was entrusted by others, he took two steps forward generously, and made a serious look: "You just watch it."

He started to preach, Fan Wujiu replied with a smile: "Mr. Xie, let me just watch!"

Young Master Xie nodded lightly in response, then curled his fingers together, closed his eyes and recited the incantation he had pondered.

When Xie Bi'an chanted the mantra, his brows were slightly frowned, and his face was serious, as if he had encountered a difficulty and forgot the mantra he had just remembered in a hurry.

Seeing his frowning, Fan Wujiu sighed lightly, and cast a powerful spell, and the tiger sickle swung high and hit the stone wall.

There is a crack in the stone wall, and the gap is appearing in the middle of the two "Xi" characters.

"Master Xie is amazing!"

Xie Bi'an raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw Fan Wujiu standing in front of the broken stone wall, clapping his hands happily, as if he had seen some great supernatural power, and he was extremely serious, as if he really succeeded in casting a spell again, hitting The stone wall was broken.

But only Xie Bi'an knew the real situation.

He puckered his lips: "I didn't recite the mantra just now."

Just frowning, Fan Wujiu took it for granted that he was "in a hurry".

Having been exposed to this point, Fan Wujiu still pretended to be stupid: "Ah, I didn't even read the formulas, just using the formulas with my hands has such great power, Mr. Xie, if you don't learn it, you can do it once you learn it." Amazing! Amazing, amazing! Fan admires it!"

Xie Bi'an received this huge compliment, his face turned red and then turned pale, he refused to listen to his nonsense, snatched the just-used tiger scythe from the man, and copied it to the broken stone wall.

He raised the tiger sickle, unexpectedly he didn't even swing it, the black sickle moved directly with his hand.

The black cloud condensed, and Shali struck again, completely cutting the two halves of the stone wall that were barely connected, exposing half of the world behind.The gap is not big enough for one person to squeeze in, Xie Bi'an looked at it, and there is still a faint light coming through from the other end.

Xie Bi'an held the black scythe that had been swung by that man for thousands of years and turned his head, Fan Wujiu shook his hands as if returning 300 taels of silver: "I didn't do anything, thank you sir!"

Your sickle doesn't listen to you, but Xie Bi'an threw the tiger sickle casually with a dark face, and squeezed sideways into the crevice of the stone wall.

Fan Wujiu had no choice but to pick up the tiger sickle by himself, muttering "Thanks for your hard work, old man", then put away the brake weapon, and went in behind Xie Bi'an.

……

Behind the stone wall is a secret room.

The stone chamber is about two feet wide, and the walls are flat, which have been chiseled with care.

The light came in from a small window on the east wall of the stone chamber.The position of the small window is as high as a person, the light passes obliquely, and shines into the claustrophobic stone room, the floating dust is blown up by the wind leaking in from the cracks in the stones, the light and dust are intertwined and dance, like a waterfall of golden spring water.

It didn’t look real from a distance, Xie Bi’an squeezed into this small world and saw something else covered by the light—the window was opened in the right position, the light just fell on the center, and in the center of the stone room was a monument-like object half a person’s height.

The stone room is square, the stone walls are flat, and the small windows are opened just right, but the stele in the center seems a bit too simple.

Originally, Xie Bi'an thought that a stele in a house made of stone would not be too much, but this stele is not only simple, it doesn't touch the stone at all - it's just a piece of wood, rotten old wood that has been eaten by insects.

The so-called inscription is nothing more than a piece of dead wood.On the bark of the rotten wood, scratches and bloodstains intertwine, and a word was scrawled on it: white.

White, western color also.This may be a surname, or a first name, or even a color that represents death.

"Bai..." Xie Bi'an murmured and stretched out his hand to touch it, but Fan Wujiu immediately blocked it without even picking up a finger. Seeing that Young Master Xie touched the word "Bai" on the blood book.

The blood on the rotten wood swam as if alive, and climbed up Xie Bi'an's fingers, staining the back of Mr. Xie's white hands with bright red blood, and tended to cling to the arm deep in the sleeve robe.

And Xie Bi'an's bloody hand had begun to visibly turn black.

Fan Wujiu quickly grabbed his wrist with his eyes, and pushed back the dark evil energy that flowed with the blood on Xie Bi'an's fingertips.

Xie Bi'an's face changed drastically, his brows were slightly wrinkled, as if he was enduring great pain.

At the same time, there was a shocking noise from the flat stone wall.The gravel and dust were shaken away with the sound, and on the stone wall, a different kind of stone carving picture appeared.

……

"Who knew that your hands are so fast, I hurried to stop you but didn't stop, you just started." Fan Wujiu sat by the bed, slapped Xie Bian's hand while scolding, and punished him like a slap His recklessness thousands of years ago.

Xie Bian shrank his head into the quilt, and it took him a long time to poke his head out with a blushing face, gasping for breath: "...Am I really that reckless?"

"It's not just reckless, it's crazy as hell, you don't listen to anything, you just fight against me, but I can't say no to you, fool, what should I do with you?"

The palm is not enough, Fan Wujiu said hello to the forehead again, with loud gestures and small gestures, it turned into a light slap on Xie Bian's head, and even snorted the child's hair.

"That was in the past, it's not like this now..." Xie Bian still wanted to quibble, remembering what he did a few days ago, halfway through speaking, he felt guilty again.

Sure enough, it doesn't matter if he doesn't say it, as soon as he said it, Lao Fan squeezed his face again and settled the old score: "What's more, whoever wants money will start to die as soon as he enters evil, hugging, pulling, and kissing don't last long." memory……"

The more he spoke the more vigorously, Fan Wujiu still put on a straight face, the hooligan words he said in his mouth were so serious that he didn't even smile.

Xie Bian was taken aback, as if he was really taken aback.

"Stop talking, I know I was wrong," Xie Bian stretched out a finger, and poked Lao Fan's strong forearm under the half-rolled cuff. Fan Wujiu tensed up because of anger, but the muscles on his arm were still soft. Yes, it will spring back when you touch it.Xie Bian couldn't hold back, and poked it twice more, "Then, after I touched the blood, what happened right after, there were left and right, did he just leave?"

Change the subject.

Seeing that he was in trouble, Xie Bian thought in his heart that he couldn't let this topic continue, so he simply talked about him, showing his guilt to the fullest.

"You should listen to a bedtime story!" Old Fan was angry and happy, and gave Xie Bian a chestnut right away.

"Ah."

"A bedtime story is a bedtime story."

Fan Wujiu compromised and was about to start speaking, but suddenly he remembered something, and he felt a little bad: "Then you listen to the bedtime story in sleep, and I have to sleep to tell it, but this... your room, where do I sleep? "

Xie Bian blinked, knowing that he couldn't escape, he took the initiative to shrink back into the bed, and patted the empty half of the pillow.

"here."

……

The blood stained on the stele could not retreat away from the rotten wood, and Fan Wujiu's hand grabbed Xie Bi'an's wrist again, so all the evil spirits of unknown origin gathered at Xie Bi'an's fingertips.

"Be patient." Fan Wujiu glared at Xie Bi'an, pinched his hand and held his hand, holding the tiger sickle in the other hand, with a vicious mouth, but very carefully scratched Xie Bi'an's finger on the sickle.

The flesh was cut by the scythe, and the blood of unknown origin from the rotten wood was forced out along with the outflowing blood. Before falling to the ground, the Lihuo sacrificed by Fan Wujiu evaporated, leaving no trace of smoke.

After draining the blood, Fan Wujiu rubbed Xie Bi'an's fingers in the palm of his hand, using spiritual energy to heal and warm up the wounded person.

"If you're not afraid of death, just keep playing. Anyway, it's not me who hurts. It's you!" After the healing, Fan Wujiu pinched Xie Bi'an's knuckles hard, and he only stopped until the flesh of his newly grown fingers turned pale.

Xie Bi'an didn't even feel any pain, Fan Wujiu had already cleaned up everything, and turned his back neatly to ignore him.

"Do you know what this is? Just touch it with your hands. If you like touching things so much, you might as well touch me..."

Fan Wujiu pretended not to see anyone, and turned into a broken mouth completely, rambling non-stop, regardless of whether Xie Bian could hear or not, talking to himself like venting anger.

There was anger over there, but Xie Bi'an was a little unmoved and lost in thought.Pointing to the blood stains on the rotten wood and the abnormality on the four walls, he asked, "What is this?"

"Blood evil." Fan Wu saved his temper, but still answered him.

After a person dies, obsession and fear become evil spirits, the dead are masters, and fear becomes evil spirits.The evil realm exists independently of the human world, and it cannot be entered unless it is a coincidence.

One of the opportunities is the blood of the departed.

This is the case with the bright red above the rotten wood.The black air mixed with the blood is probably the evil thoughts left by the evil master. Xie Bi'an was cursed by the evil master when he touched the rotten wood. If Fan Wujiu hadn't stopped him in time, Young Master Xie would have been swallowed alive by this evil thoughts long ago.

And the one who is attracted by this evil thought and blood energy is the blood evil.

When Fan Wujiu traveled the world collecting souls of the dead and catching evil spirits, he rarely encountered a situation where he needed to slay demons and get rid of evil spirits. He was not afraid, but Xie Bian was the first time to enter evil spirits.

He brought people here to hang out and relax, but it turned out that walking around Shali was nothing.Fan Wujiu was restless, half was angry with Xie Bi'an, and half was angry with himself.

But Jindu came in, the blood flowed, and the evil thoughts were burned, and he had to take Xie Bi'an out first if he got angry again, and if there was anything, he had to go back to Wuwang City to settle the score.

"We're in Shali now, you're not allowed to touch or touch, just follow me, and you can't leave me three steps away."

Fan Wujiu rolled up his half-torn sleeve, and put on the tiger scythe again to get ready, without even looking at Xie Bi'an.

Since the opening of the evil realm, there has been no other change except for the evil thoughts and the four walls.The evil thoughts have been eliminated, and the next step to enter the evil spirit is on the wall.

Fan Wujiu looked to the left.

Above the stone wall, the rock is steep.A rhododendron blooming for the first time is shyly competing for spring among the rocks.

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The author has something to say:

This unit is a story told by Lao Fan. It focuses on Xie Bian's role and the gangster's role. When watching it, you can substitute Lao Fan's tone of coaxing the children.

I went to the fire exhibition today to prepare for the next book, it will definitely work!

There will be a power outage in the lab tomorrow, and I'm trying to update. (It may not be until this paper is finished that I will have the energy to save the manuscript and update it on a regular basis. The current goal is to keep updating! Thank you everyone, make some red envelopes and send them to comment!)