The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

Cen Jin retracted his feet, and the laughter disappeared instantly, as if hallucinating, but he knew it was not.

After a pause of two seconds, he took two steps forward, stood under the shadow of the Shendao Pillar, and listened intently. There were no children's laughter or the dark wind, and there was a strange dead silence all around.

Cen Jin watched the first Shinto pillar. There are two round stone pillars separated by two meters, facing each other on the left and right. The height of the pillar is two meters and the diameter is about [-] centimeters.There are vertical lines carved on the body of the column, strange runes are engraved on the stone slab carved on the head of the column, and the crouching beast on the slate is a vicious tomb-slayer beast.

The tomb town beast was shaped like a child, with elephant ears, long arms, and red claws. Its body was pitch black, and its fangs were biting half of the child's body. It looked very grotesque and evil.

The so-called Shinto pillars use stone pillars as symbols to open the way, implying that stepping over the Shinto pillars means walking the way of heaven and the road of the dead, leading to temples or mausoleums, which is the only way for the gods or the dead to return.

So in the test questions, "clear the way in front of the tomb, one step to the ghosts, one step to the realm of the gods" means this.

The problem is that the squatting beasts on the head of the Shinto pillar are generally auspicious, but here they are tomb-suppressing beasts.

Tomb-suppressing beasts are usually placed in mausoleums to suppress evil spirits and protect the owner of the tomb, and one tomb has one owner.

Only one tomb-suppressing beast can be placed in a mausoleum, otherwise they will kill each other and there will be no peace.

However, there are countless Shinto pillars and countless tomb-suppressing beasts here, which are weird and unreasonable. It feels like this warning area is like a large-scale mass burial ancient cemetery. Each Shinto pillar represents an ancient tomb. Ferocious foreign body.

Cen Jin stared at the recorded text on the slate. There were four lines in total. They were not the traditional characters he was familiar with, but the seal characters with rounder and more complicated strokes.

There is a big difference between the big seal script and modern traditional Chinese characters. Cen Jin even guessed the general meaning of the translation: this is a fertile land, and the people depend on it for survival, but there is a certain kind of evil in the forest that is very cruel. To suppress it, cast divine pillars and tomb-suppressing beasts , hoping to eradicate the harmful things.

But when every Shinto pillar is about to be completed, it will always collapse inexplicably. In order to solve this problem, we specially follow the practice of our ancestors, and finally return to a peaceful and healthy life.

The time when the pillar was erected was in March of the third year of the Republic of China.

"The ancestor's method... what method?"

The record describes the ins and outs of the ramming of the Shinto Pillar in a few words, but the "ancestor's practice" is vague and briefly mentioned.

Cen Jin recalled the title, and he didn't hope it was what he guessed.

He walked to the second Shinto pillar. The content of the stone slab was the same. The time spanned from the Republic of China to March of the 45th year of Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty, and then the third and fourth... until the No.13 Shinto pillar. In February, the content of the slate has changed.

"The prophet wisely said, let me tell you...what to send the boy? Put the pile in the center, pour lime on it. The people are fighting, and they are running around." Cen Jin frowned: "It means that a prophet told the local people that a certain person who pretends to be a ghost ...It may also be a foreign object pretending to be a god, and 'he' wants to choose boys and girls as sacrifices to help suppress evil spirits. People think it is a good thing, and they rush to give their children?"

The meaning is almost the same, except for some key pronouns that cannot be recognized or guessed, such as what Zongmu refers to, who the Prophet refers to, what image the "god" who picks the boy is... With his lack of knowledge, he still can't figure it out.

Counting from this Shinto pillar to the top, every Shinto pillar inscribed on the stone slab has this sentence "prophet's wisdom words", indicating that this is the "ancestor's practice" referred to in the inscriptions on the first twelve Shinto pillars and stone slabs.

Cen Jin stopped in the middle of the Shinto pillar promenade. There are exquisite Shinto pillars in front of him and behind him. If you don’t think deeply about the terrifying meaning behind them, this building can be called magnificent and has great historical research value.

Each Shinto pillar represents a certain dynasty, and dozens of Shinto pillars stand side by side like a long corridor of time.

One advance and one retreat is a hundred years.

If this Shinto column corridor is opened to the outside world, it will definitely cause a sensation in the archaeological world.

Cen Jin sighed. When he came here, he had almost mastered the information, and he was ready to break the situation and save himself.

Based on the analysis of the content of the stone slabs and the examination questions, people living in this land have suppressed ferocious evil spirits by tamping divine pillars and tomb-suppressing beasts since ancient times.

But the tamping process failed repeatedly, so a prophet appeared and told the people to sacrifice children, and finally the pillars succeeded.

However, there is a bad custom in the ancient industry of construction. If the project fails for no reason, it means that the land has been disturbed, and a living person needs to be sacrificed. Among them, children are innocent and pure, and they are the most suitable living sacrifices.

Commonly known as "living piles", it is spread all over Asia, and is also called "human pillars" or "living people lay the foundation". It is said that the piles originated from the lost second volume of "Book of Luban", of course, it is not known whether it is true or not.

There are more than [-] Shinto pillars in this corridor, and it is estimated that more than [-] children died from the bad habit of making piles, but it is not known which dynasty the earliest Shinto pillar originated from.

Cen Jin gripped the bone-chopping knife tightly, and while walking forward, he said silently in his heart: The time is long and the resentment is deep, no matter how you look at it, it is the most difficult to deal with.This warning area is called Crying Child, and everything is related to children. It is 100% humanoid.

Humanoid aliens can talk, think, communicate, and negotiate amicably. This is a good thing for mutual benefit. I hope the 'crying child' knows how to choose.

"Of course the chance of being killed is higher." Cen Jin whispered.

He straightened his neck and felt that his neck was very stiff and his back was heavy, as if something heavy was placed on his shoulders causing the back spine to be sore.

Counting to the No. 19 Shinto Pillar, Cen Jin was so exhausted that he was out of breath. A gust of overcast wind was blowing in his face. He was shivering from the cold. difficulty.

The forest is dense and everything is silent, and the Shinto pillars are like tombstones standing one after another. It seems that there are undead sitting on the tombstones, watching the human being silently, waiting for the opportunity to pull him into the grave to become a new member among them.

The already grotesque tomb-slayer beast became more hideous and frightening under the twilight.

The cold wind blows through my ears, and I can still hear the laughter wrapped in the wind.

It was a child's laughter, if there was nothing, from far to near, at first hearing it felt like it was right next to my ear.

"whee……"

A series of laughing sounds poured into the ears along with the dark wind. The laughter of a child can still be praised as cute and sweet, but the laughter of a group of children is harsh and noisy.

Especially this burst of laughter became sharper and louder. When Cen Jin counted to No.20, a Shinto pillar, the laughter went straight into his head, like crazy screams and sharp howls from a cassette radio , the piercing pain came from the eardrum, like a saw sawing through the brain back and forth.

Cen Jin was dripping with cold sweat from the pain, and his face was pale.

Darkness, loneliness, and coldness, extreme pain and resentment poured into the brain along with laughter, and the violent impact made Cen Jin hallucinate in an instant.

On the black mountain, a group of ancient people walked silently along the back of the mountain, either carrying construction materials or holding long strips of bamboo. After walking for a long time, they finally stopped in an open space, and everyone looked at the top of the mountain from a distance.

Cen Jin stood in the crowd in a daze, surrounded by adults, and beside him was a girl full of joy. The adults put him and the girl into the center of the two stone pillars on the left and right respectively. An old man knelt down and worshiped with Cen Jin. An old saying that he didn't understand murmured, and a group of people behind him fell to their knees, with fanatic expressions on their faces.

At the front is a middle-aged man with a goatee, whose face is not clear, wearing a relatively simple shaman sacrificial attire, and a brightly colored ghost mask on his head. The ghost mask has protruding eyes, and its shape seems to stand upright, and he wears bright bird feathers on his shoulders and waist .

He raised his hands in a gesture of praying to heaven, and recited strange old sayings in a gentle tone. Immediately, dark clouds rolled, strong winds blew up, and the sky shook. It seemed that the roar of an unknown giant tearing the ground was about to climb up from the abyss to the world.

The roar shook Cen Jin out of his wits, but the others at the scene didn't take it seriously, and even regarded the vision as a miracle, admiring the goatee prophet as if they were gods.

Seeing this, the children laughed out loud.

The adults were ecstatic, kneeling three times and knocking nine times.

Cen Jin felt absurd in his heart and wanted to escape, but he couldn't control his hands and feet, he clearly felt his throat vibrating and heard his own laughter.

Then two middle-aged men stepped forward, holding a wooden funnel, and inserted it into Cen Jin's mouth. Cen Jin knew what they wanted to do. His real self struggled and shouted frantically, but was trapped in a young body, which was curious. Excitedly looking forward to the next ceremony.

Because his parents told him that he was going to the fairyland, where everything is available, and he will be in bliss forever.

Another middle-aged man poured the muddy white lime mortar into the funnel, poured it into the mouth and throat along the mouth of the funnel, flowed through the esophagus, and entered the stomach, until the bucket of lime mortar was filled, and the internal organs were full of lime mortar , quickly solidified and hardened, quickly destroyed the functions of the intestines and viscera, turned a living person into a sculpture, and the terrible torture stopped.

Someone yelled, it was an old saying, Cen Jin understood it this time, and he was yelling: "The pile—"

No!He's not dead yet!

You have been deceived, we have been deceived, you have deceived us!

It hurts so much!

Cen Jin's consciousness was screaming. As early as when the lime mortar was poured into his throat, he and the girl opposite him were screaming in pain and struggling madly, but to no avail. How could a child be against a group of adults?

The thick lime mortar was poured on it, and the surrounding area was tightly sealed. After a long time, people receded like a tide, covered with dead silence, and they were forgotten here. For centuries and thousands of years, they became more and more painful and hated, until One day I suddenly opened my eyes——

"Cough cough!"

Cen Jin knelt on the ground, clutching his chest and coughing bitterly. The origin of Shinto pillars and piles of life was just as he had guessed. The 'evil spirits' they suppressed at first were things in the underground reservoir. Later, they were deceived by the prophet into thinking that Being a person is to send your children to the fairy world.

This bad habit lasted until the Republic of China, when the things in the underground reservoir entered an active period, polluting the resentment formed over the years in the corridor of the Shinto pillar, thus giving birth to a foreign object called 'crying child'.

Crying children, the accurate name should be resentful children, mainly composed of children's severe pain when they are poured into lime mortar, with the body of the child in the stone pillar as the carrier.

No wonder the foreign matter in such a thousand-year-old Shinto column that looks like a large mass tomb is only a second-level danger. It turned out that it was only polluted during the Republic of China.

Cen Jin's back suddenly felt cold, his eyes looked down, and he caught a glimpse of a pair of small blue-gray hands encircling his neck. Through the shining back of the bone-chopping knife, he saw a child crouching on the back of a crow-colored child. Both eyes are gray and white, and countless cracked black lines appear on the face, like broken porcelain dolls sticking together.

Cen Jin, who was crazily pursued by the forest ranger and two foreign objects in the cabin in the forest, said that he was quite pretty.

Yuan Tong: "Hee hee." Showing a mouthful of sharp black teeth.

Cen Jin slammed his face: "Don't laugh, your teeth are missing."

Resentment Tong: "?"

Cen Jin: "It's really beautiful to smile without showing your teeth."

Resentment Tong: "..."

It crawled forward, trying to lure Cen Jin to turn back, but Cen Jin's eyes were straight, which made it a little confused. People who met before would turn their heads back frequently in fright, break down and try to get rid of it.

Resent Tong was a little curious, he stretched his neck, his head was about to touch Cen Jin's cheek, he grabbed his neck firmly with both hands, and was about to climb up to the front for the human to look directly at it, he suddenly stopped, looked down, and saw that he was cutting with him. The reflection on the back of the bone knife is facing each other.

Cen Jin smiled awkwardly, "I'm a cook, do you believe it?"

Resent Tong was suddenly angry, and opened his mouth to scream: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

Cen Jin was almost unable to hold the bone-chopping knife steadily, and suffered from a severe headache. What made him terrified was that a blue-gray skinned resentment boy crawled out of every Shinto pillar, with a crying and laughing expression on his face, vicious and crazy stared at him like a hyena ready to pounce on him.

He remembered that "carry the doll, don't look back, 99 steps to the world" in the title is probably the situation now.

If you can barely make it to 99 steps with only one resentful child on your back, if a group of resentful children on both sides stare at you with resentful eyes and slowly gather around you as the center, it will really take a lot of courage to pass the level.

"I have no malicious intentions." Cen Jin thought about the pain and resentment, and the contaminated foreign body is a humanoid foreign body, while organizing speech to try to communicate: "I have also been poured with lime mortar, and I have tasted the same pain as you .”

The pain was bearable, but I almost choked to death.

When the examiners at the University of Michigan were crying about the science popularization, they actually missed such important information that it would pull people into the illusion of death. Logically speaking, this kind of mistake should not be made, or is this also part of the exam?

Cen Jin was a little puzzled, but he didn't know that other than him, no candidate in the security area had ever seen the illusion of death.

"I know you guys and I think we could be great partners. And I'm a nice guy with so much love that there's nowhere else to put it."

Revenant Tong stopped screaming, but the hand that was holding Cen Jin's neck quickly retracted.

Cen Jin, who was having difficulty breathing, spoke quickly: "I can help you get rid of the hut in the forest—that is, the one-eyed monster and the long-haired faceless woman who often poach you."

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Huangmao Sangpi: Those who send love, are you moved?