After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Ye Li had almost no warmth when facing everyone except Yan Shixun.

Even the priests of Haiyun Temple, he didn't have so many words, he just briefly explained the situation of the Shadow Puppet Museum.

But this is another scene that no one has seen before.

Even if the guests were present at this time and heard what Ye Li said, they would be surprised to find that this was different from what they had experienced and seen.

It was like, only Ye Li stood in a position higher than the person behind the scenes manipulating the shadow puppets, and saw everything in the most real way.

The spectators sitting under the stage, the shadow puppet being manipulated behind the curtain, the craftsman manipulating the shadow puppet, and... Standing on top of the craftsman, Yeli overlooking all this happened.

In Ye Li's view, the entire shadow puppet museum is a stage for shadow puppetry. Yan Shixun's departure triggered certain conditions that made the curtain be lifted, revealing everything hidden behind the shadow puppet curtain.

Both the guests and Yan Shixun seem to have switched positions with the shadow puppet characters. They staged a shadow puppet show, but the shadow puppet, which was originally held by the craftsman, became a spectator instead, watching the panic of the guests. Laugh heartily.

There was no one in the courtyard, and everyone's breath disappeared.

However, in every shadow under the eaves and corridors, there are always shaking, hiding laughter one after another.

At the same time, Ye Li also discovered the influence of this place on himself.

Neither strangers nor evil spirits can peek at the real body of ghosts and gods, otherwise they will not be able to bear the power and influence, and will only be wiped out in ashes.

Therefore, when Ye Li walks in the world, he will erase his image from the minds of strangers and evil spirits.

No one can always remember his existence.

Except for Yan Shixun, even the people in the program group and Zhang Wubing who are often in contact with him, they just forget it time and time again, and remember it again and again when they see him again and again.

In addition, Yeli's original image was also hidden under the uniform.

When he stood with Yan Shixun, the staff members who had heard the rumor would often exclaim that the outfits of a couple match well.

Even if he is alone, he is no different from a modern urban youth.

Rather than a statue that should be enshrined on a high altar.

But now, Ye Li seemed to have just left Fengdu.

His shadow speaks for itself.

Ye Li lowered his eyelashes slightly, his cold eyes swept across the shadow on the ground, and suddenly retreated in the dark, and returned to the corridor as if everything just now was an illusion.

There is no abyss of evil spirits, and there is no group of ghosts crying to escape.

In the quiet courtyard, there are only small laughter coming from an unknown corner, so light that it seems to be an illusion.

"Sister-in-law, are you saying that Junior Brother Yan and the others may have been dragged into another dimension..."

Rubbing his chin, Wang Daochang habitually followed Ye Li's footsteps and walked towards the courtyard of the third party, while falling into deep thought.

"Where would it be, a painting? Or something else."

"You are also not in the original world."

Ye Li's deep voice calmly said: "From the time you entered the scope of the building, you have stepped out of the world. Shi Xun and the others are in a deeper space."

Daoist Wang was stunned: "Ah?"

He glanced at Daoist Ma next to him, and suddenly realized something.

——If what Ye Li said was true, then it wasn't something wrong with the Daoist leader who stayed outside.

It was them who had the accident.

I'm afraid that Taoist leader will see the two of them disappear out of thin air, just like they watched everyone in the program group.

The two figured out what was going on, but it was a one-way street, and after stepping out of the world and being cut off from the outside world, they didn't even have a chance to tell the truth.

Daoist Ma sighed helplessly, feeling quite tricky.

Few exorcists are willing to travel to the Southwest.

Even if someone invites a ghost exorcist to come here to solve the ghost matter, even if it seems to be the same difficult thing, the asking price is far higher than the price in other regions.

The masters are discolored when they hear the Southwest.

There are several recognized dangerous places for ghost exorcist circles.

Snow mountains to the north, deserts to the northwest, Kunlun in the center, dense forests to the southeast, and... the entire southwest region.

These places, or the places where ghosts and gods enshrined gods and sanctified them, were originally connected with heaven and earth, and there are still remnants of divine power, which belong to the four directions of gods.

Or, just like the southeast, Gu worms come and go, which is hard to guard against.

But the southwest region is another dimension of difficulty.

——According to the rumors, the southwest is the city of ghosts.

Because of the drought and no rain all year round, the terrain is dangerous and the conditions are difficult, so in the past, there were not many people living here.

And there are also legends handed down, saying that when sleeping in the wild in the middle of the night, you can often hear a group of ghosts whimpering, and the cold wind is biting.

But later, this legend was put on the screen, and the rumor was successfully dispelled by "Approaching Science".

The so-called ghost sound is just because of the drought that made the rock sand petrified to form holes, and the wind blows through it at night, and the sound of the wind is like a ghost crying at first glance.

For the public, this is just a misunderstanding caused by ignorance and lack of knowledge in the past. After explaining the principle clearly, they just laugh and treat it as an anecdote to talk to friends in the future.

But for exorcists, they have never dared to let down their guard in the Southwest.

People who have really entered the Dharma door, or those who are really capable of eating food in the underworld, or those who are born with yin and yang eyes and can directly see ghosts without relying on spells, they can clearly feel it when they are in the southwest region. The eerie aura coming from below the ground.

Those ghosts who lost their way and were not guided by errands, even if they were in a daze, they all instinctively walked to the southwest region, as if following the ancient legends, thinking that this is the final destination of all the dead.

However, there is no longer any place for them here.

As a result, more and more ghosts stayed here for thousands of years.

They gradually forgot everything before they were alive, even their own names and actions, but they still stubbornly stayed here, whimpering and crying because of their homelessness.

The ghost aura in the southwestern region is far stronger than in other regions, and even the heavens and the earth seem to acquiesce to this and ignore it.

Therefore, when the exorcist is in the Southwest, even spells and all exorcisms are less effective.

——For ghosts, the southwest is their home field.

The ghost exorcists in the away game naturally have a disadvantage.

Ghost exorcists often get twice the result with half the effort, and it takes far more effort than other regions to successfully exorcise ghosts.

As time goes by, more and more people are unwilling to go southwest.

And all schools and factions will also warn the disciples who have not yet graduated from the master, if they don't have that ability, don't even think about eating in the Southwest.

Otherwise, be careful not to eat the food, but put your life on it instead.

Because of this, the things that have been backlogged in the southwest region are often handed over to Haiyunguan.

Other masters don't like this kind of thankless work, but there are always people living here, and there are people who need help. , In order to save life, I took it on.

For example, Daoist Wang, when he just left his teacher, he was often taken to the southwest by other older masters and uncles.

One is because of the shortage of manpower, and the other is to allow Wang Daochang to get trained and grow quickly.

——To put it nicely, it is called "growth", which means that young people should get exercise.

The truth is that the difficulties to be faced here far exceed those of other places.

Daoist Ma felt a headache when he heard the young man who went to Guannei say that the ebony statue came from the southwest region.

This young man, among other things, has really high vision.

If the Taoist leader wants to see it, he must look at the most powerful ones, if he wants to provoke ghosts, he must provoke the biggest ones, and he can't even look down on the smaller ones.

And no matter how mentally prepared he was, Daoist Ma still didn't expect that the difficulty of the trip to the southwest had already begun from the moment he got off the highway.

"Dare to touch a corpse when you see a corpse in the old ghost domain, and dare to take a god statue..."

Daoist Ma shook his head, and his unfinished thoughts made him mutter in a low voice, and then he looked at Daoist Wang: "It can be regarded as good news in another sense. It was us who had the accident, not the one who stayed. At least , we don't have to worry about him."

Daoist Ma: Do not die as a fellow Taoist if you are poor.

Daoist Wang showed a smile on his face, and just about to answer, he found Ye Li looking over.

"Old Ghostland."

Ye Li asked Ma Daochang in a deep voice: "Why do you call it that? What is the statue?"

Daoist Ma blinked suspiciously: "Fellow Daoist, don't you know? Generally, the sect will tell the disciples when they leave the teacher, and they will also tell the disciples what happened in the southwest region before, so as to prevent the disciples from carelessly causing accidents in the southwest region."

He felt strange.

For a long time, he and other Taoist priests regarded Yan Shixun's lover as the descendant of some hidden sect.Although some people speculated whether it would be the patriarch of the sect, they were skeptical about this guess because of Ye Li's too young appearance and figure.

But, no matter how much you can hide from the world, no matter how successful you are in cultivating the Tao to prolong your life, you can't live for thousands of years, right?

That is far from the limit that normal ascetics can achieve, and has entered the category of immortals.

The rumors that have been circulating for thousands of years, and even the narratives that become clearer and more detailed as they go forward, Ye Li should not have heard of them at all, right?

Why does Ye Li look so ignorant now?

Daoist Ma was puzzled for a moment, but he still told the truth, and because of Yan Shixun's relationship, he told Ye Li with concern: "Since such a thing has happened here, you should be more careful. This place is no different than other areas, it is... "

"A place that even Feng would not set foot in."

Ye Li raised his eyes and stared at the sky dully, his sharp gaze seemed to penetrate the clouds and the setting sun, looking straight at the avenue.

If Zhang Wubing hadn't set foot in the southwest region during this filming, Yeli would not have set foot in the southwest region.

After the battle thousands of years ago, he was covered in blood and left without looking back, and he never looked back.

The ghosts here have always been managed by the underworld, and Feng has never set foot there.

"Feng, Fengdu?"

Daoist Wang next to him was astonished, looked Ye Li up and down in amazement, and praised happily: "It seems that the inheritance of my sister-in-law is very complete. Now many young Taoist priests don't know the existence of Fengdu."

"To tell you the truth, I haven't seen a ghost in Fengdu for a long time, haha."

Daoist Wang scratched his head, feeling quite nostalgic: "When I was young, I saw people from Fengdu once, just that one time, and I never saw them again. My master said back then that Fengdu is more ruthless than the underworld. If there is a harsh existence, if the underworld cannot handle the case, Zifeng will take action."

"When my master was young, he liked to use Fengdu to scare ghosts. As long as he said that he would send ghosts to Fengdu prison, they would frighten their shit out of fear. No matter how vicious the ghosts were, they would cry and cooperate."

Daoist Wang laughed loudly: "Actually, how could my master invite the ghost messengers in Fengdu? Even the underworld messengers or city god warriors have to be bribed with a lot of money and incense, so they can barely agree. The situation will only appear due to the accident. Not to mention Fengdu, which is far more mysterious than these two places..."

As he was talking, Daoist Wang suddenly seemed to remember something, his words froze suddenly, and he looked at Ye Li in astonishment.

"Sister-in-law, you..."

Wang Daochang looked at Ye Li hesitantly, as if he had noticed something but was not sure.

The three of them had reached the third courtyard where Yan Shixun disappeared.

Aware of Daoist Wang's gaze, Ye Li looked back indifferently, without any fluctuation on his stern face, and let Daoist Wang scrutinize him.

After all, he was a Taoist priest who strongly and clearly supported his marriage with Shi Xun, so he was still willing to tolerate these small things, and did not take looking directly at him as an offense.

Daoist Ma watched the confrontation between the two, his heart unconsciously lifted to his throat, and he looked nervously at Daoist Wang, inexplicably afraid that Daoist Wang would say something wrong.

Although he didn't know exactly what would happen, but the survival instinct from his soul told him that if he said something wrong or did something he shouldn't do in front of Yan Shixun's lover... he would usher in something far more terrifying than death matter.

But Daoist Wang thought for a moment before hesitatingly said: "No wonder I felt inexplicably familiar from just now. I only realized when I mentioned the statue. Sister-in-law, you seem to be a bit like the statue."

Ebony idol?

Daoist Ma cheered up, and hurriedly looked towards Yeli.

When facing Ye Li face to face, Ma Daochang felt a headache like a needle prick, and his soul was scorched by the flames so painfully.

Ye Li raised his eyelashes, and the shadows under his feet spread, enveloping Daoist Ma quietly.

Daoist Ma was able to breathe now, and felt much better than before.

He didn't know that it was Ye Li who took the reward of facing ghosts and gods, otherwise he would die here.

And he didn't bother to think so much now, he just quickly compared Ye Li's face with the ebony statue.

Maybe it was because of Wang Daochang's words that he had a preconceived idea, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was alike.

Especially the gloomy and sharp breath.

But Ye Li looks very different from the statue.

The god statue was covered with a strong ghostly aura. I don't know how many years have passed, but the ghostly aura has become stronger and stronger. The edges and corners have never been rounded by the wind and rain. On the contrary, every line is extremely sharp.

Cutting with a knife and chiseling with an ax is better.

Moreover, the ebony statue is wearing armor and carrying a knife on its waist, like a general who has just stepped down from the battlefield. The long knife in his hand has harvested countless lives and brought death.

But Ye Li, who was in front of the two Taoist priests, had long dark hair hanging down his shoulders, and his old-fashioned robes were dragging to the floor.

Although it is different from the modern attire, it is like the old emperor, majestic with the laziness of controlling everything, and there is no strong enemy who can make him give everything.

Although Yeli's own aura is as cold as a ghost coming to the world, it also carries an orthodox aura, and has a heavy aura that is completely different from ghosts and evils.

Daoist Ma carefully identified it, and finally shook his head in disappointment but thankfully: "Daoist Wang, you must have read it wrong."

"Since the ebony statue can suppress many evil spirits in Baizhi Lake, it means that the statue is either a ghost or a god enshrined somewhere, or it is far more dangerous than those evil spirits that are shocked."

"Those evil spirits are not good things that can be influenced. Just because the three children moved the sacrificial sacrificial vessel, they were so vengeful that they were killed one by one by what looked like a sacrificial vessel, and their relatives watched helplessly. Their deaths cannot be saved... This is not the way ordinary ghosts would do."

"Speaking of it, what happened in the village near Baizhi Lake may even be related to those evil spirits. But even so, they have all been suppressed by the ebony statues for many years. If it weren't for those young people who accidentally took the statues, It may continue to guard, and nothing will happen."

Daoist Ma laughed and said: "From this point of view, we can see that the ebony statue is so sinister. How can it be the same existence as Junior Brother Yan's lover?"

After Wang Daochang was said so, he also felt that Ma Daochang's words were quite reasonable.

After all, people are always unable to maintain their own thinking, and it is easy to be taken away by others.

Ordinary people are like this, like to copy what others say, and use other people's conclusions to pretend to be their own ideas. The more they think about it, the more they feel that what others say is reasonable and correct.

And Wang Daochang is not exempt from vulgarity.

In particular, the one who said this was still Ma Daochang, whom he trusted and had good friends with.

However, he still tried to struggle.

"Sister-in-law, I think you dressed up like this, did you perform rituals to save Junior Brother Yan?"

Wang Daochang looked at Ye Li's unusual image and asked, "Is the deity enshrined in your sect related to ghosts, gods, and earth treasures? Maybe you have seen similar images of gods, or have any clues?"

Ye Li took a few glances at Wang Daozhang, then looked away, and pushed open the door of the room that was close at hand without saying a word.

Since Shi Xun lost his breath when he accompanied Zhang Wubing to turn off the CD player, the incident that triggered the sudden change in the Shadow Puppet Museum is probably related to the CD player.

Moreover, according to what Zhang Wubing said at that time, the CD played was the video data of the shadow puppetry recorded back then.

It seems that the evil spirits are hiding behind the shadow puppets.

And the way to find Shi Xun is also in the shadow puppetry.

Wang Daochang was waiting for Ye Li's answer with full expectation, and then he saw the other party passing by him, and ignored him.

Daoist Wang: QAQ?Am I saying the wrong thing?

"Sister-in-law..."

Wang Daochang trotted forward a few steps, trying to call Ye Li to stop.

But Daoist Ma grabbed his arm and dragged him back.

"No matter how good the relationship is, even a family can't say anything."

Daoist Ma said helplessly: "You must say that a living person is similar to a god. If people don't get angry, they have cultivated themselves. You still ask so many questions... The statue is probably related to ghosts and gods or the gods of the Southwest. How could people have seen it before?" ? He is not from the Southwest."

Daoist Wang scratched his head embarrassingly: "I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry, I'm really wrong."

But Ye Li, who was walking in front, listened to the conversation between the two of them.

His hand that had been stretched towards the TV paused slightly, his sharp brows and eyes were gloomy like the night.

In the shadowy ghost abyss under the feet, a group of ghosts trembled. None of the ghosts dared to escape upwards.

Ye Li didn't care about the reaction of the ghosts, and was only immersed in his own memories.

Had he seen anything like it?

seen.

Where?who is it?

On the battlefield thousands of years ago, the corpses of soldiers were piled up like a mountain, and the blood flowed on the oars, and the ground was soaked with blood three feet after three feet.

Only the last general, holding a long knife, stood up among the dead bodies.

There is murderous intent in the brows and eyes, and angry interrogation in the chest, wanting to compete with the world to test the sword, to fight for right and wrong morality.

For the dead soldiers, seek justice in heaven and earth.

Ye Li's thick and slender eyelashes trembled like crow feathers. The voice of dialogue and concerned tone from behind him, as well as the opera drums that gradually sounded after the TV in front of him was turned on, merged into one, bringing him back from the past. Pulled back to the world from the bloody dead memory.

However, why was the image of the general thousands of years ago carved into a statue and used to guard the White Paper Lake?

Ye Li frowned, wondering if someone had seen him at that time, leaving such an image to spread.

But apart from this ebony statue, there have been no other words or pictures handed down. Before that, Ye Li didn't know that there was such a statue.

While Ye Li was thinking about memories casually, the TV drama in front of him gradually showed the shadow puppets recorded in the CD.

But after Ye Li saw a certain shadow in it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was shocked with anger.

It's Yan Shixun!

Yan Shixun and Zhang Wubing unexpectedly appeared in the shadow play.

They are no longer real people, but have become shadow puppet figures, with obvious brushstrokes of craftsmen, and their shadows are projected on the screen.

But even so, Ye Li had already known Yan Shixun deeply in the long time of getting along and focusing on it. Even if Yan Shixun changed his appearance, he was still recognized by him at a glance.

Not to mention the idiot who was dragged by Yan Shixun, who was obviously crying and trying to hug his thigh.

Yan Shixun dragged Zhang Wubing and ran quickly from the village.

Behind them, there are still many shadow puppets in the form of ghosts being manipulated to chase them, and in the village around them, one figure after another appears at the window of the village that is lit at night.

The eyes of those villagers were empty, and their mouths were crescented, as if they were excited about this hunt.

But farther away from the shadow puppets, where the moon should have been above the village, was replaced by the shadow of a god statue.

The ghosts and gods are condescending, watching everything, the long knife in their hands is stained with blood, and the armor on their bodies is cold and sharp.

Ye Li looked at the shadow of the statue through the curtain.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Li realized why he couldn't detect Yan Shixun's aura——

What he faces and fights against is himself from thousands of years ago!

It is the power of the ebony statue that shields all evil spirits from escaping to the human world.

Yan Shixun and others were dragged into the filth and ghosts, and when they reappeared, it was a shadow puppet show behind the curtain.

Their identities have been replaced, and they are shadow puppets at this time.

For the ebony statue, the shadow puppets are evil spirits, and they are to be isolated in another world.

Therefore, Yan Shixun and others were isolated behind the curtain, and the outside world lost their perception of them.

And Yeli...

——When I play a game with the mirror, which one wins and which loses between me and myself in the mirror?

Ye Li's pale lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, and the light in his eyes was as bright as a blade unsheathed. The black mist overflowed from under his feet and swept across the entire courtyard, covering the sky and the sun, and isolating the golden-red sunset.

In every shadow, there are fierce ghosts roaring and dancing wildly, howling like a ghost town.

The two Taoist priests looked around in shock, and their eyes finally fell on the tall figure looming in the black mist and concealed again.

Ye Li's black long hair was blown by the strong wind and floated in the air, and the horns of his robe were violently fluttered, while the surrounding ghosts guarded and surrendered, as if they were serving their master.

He stared at the shadow play on the screen, and his anger kept rising.

How dare, how dare you use me from thousands of years ago to hurt my lover...

The unforgivable sin——!

With a loud bang, the TV screen was overwhelmed and shattered, and the cracks quickly spread to every inch of the screen.

……

Before Yan Shixun jumped out of the theater gate, he guessed what was outside the theater.

After falling into the abyss for a long time, he finally realized that he was stepping on solid ground.

The darkness in front of him was gradually dispelled by the blood-colored light.

When Yan Shixun saw his surroundings clearly, a little astonishment appeared on his face.

——After jumping out of the theater and jumping into the abyss, he landed in the theater again.

Only this time, he was standing on the stone steps in front of the theater, and behind him was the tightly closed gate of the theater.

Red lanterns hang high on both sides of the theater gate, reflecting a small piece of land outside the gate bright red.

The red candle lit in the lantern gradually melted, and the wax accumulated and flowed, dripping along the lantern and falling on the stone steps, like human blood.

Zhang Wubing was so frightened by such a weird scene that he quickly grabbed Yan Shixun's sleeve, but Yan Shixun just glanced at the lantern and then looked away indifferently, but instead saw the scene not far away by candlelight .

This theater was actually built in the middle of the lake.

Surrounded by a dark lake with an invisible bottom, it is impossible to see how deep the lake is, nor what exists under the water surface.

There is not even a ripple on the calm water, as if even the wind has disappeared.

"Yan, Brother Yan."

Zhang Wubing was dumbfounded, and asked tremblingly: "It's all water, how do we get there? I don't see a boat, should we swim over?"

When Zhang Wubing asked this question, he was still a little apprehensive, for fear that Yan Shixun would answer that he really wanted to swim. After all, it was already winter, and the lake was freezing cold. If he was not facing a life-and-death crisis, he really didn't want to swim.

Not to mention how uncomfortable winter swimming is, at this temperature, it is easy to suffer from cramps and drown.

Yan Shixun glanced at Zhang Wubing with a half-smile: "What are you doing down here? Feed the fish?"

When Zhang Wubing muttered and didn't know how to answer, Yan Shixun had already raised his hand and took off the red lantern next to him.

The candlelight flickered, illuminating the surface of the water, and something seemed to flash past below.

Yan Shixun squinted his eyes, the guess in his heart was half confirmed.

As soon as he let go, the red lantern was thrown into the lake.

"Paji!" With a sound, the lake water was turbulent.

Zhang Wubing was about to ask in astonishment, when he suddenly found water splashing around the lantern, as if a group of big fish below smelled the smell of bait, they quickly gathered from the bottom of the lake.

However, the few seconds of light before the candle was extinguished by the water allowed the two of them to see the true face of the "big fish".

Where are the fish? They are clearly mutilated corpses!

Those corpses had been soaked in water for an unknown amount of time. The flesh and blood all over their bodies had already rotted, and the flesh on their faces seemed to have been torn and bitten by other corpses. Pieces and pieces fell off, and the bones below could be seen.

The ferocious ghost's face was full of greed and desire, and he rushed towards the only light under the dark water, opening his bloody mouth to swallow that ball of light into his stomach.

However, in the next second, the candlelight was wetted by water and extinguished, and everything returned to darkness.

The unwilling roar of the evil spirit came from the lake, the water surface was continuously splashed, and the stench of blood also rolled out.

Zhang Wubing was terrified when he saw it, and he grabbed Yan Shixun's clothes tightly to hide.

It was Yan Shixun, with a smile on his lips, and a satisfied look in his eyes when he looked down.

This was his purpose from the beginning, to use greed to make visible what was under the lake.

When watching the shadow puppetry on the CD before, Yan Shixun found that the shadow puppetry has a clear pros and cons. The greed and ferocity of the villagers contrasted so strongly with the helplessness of the women.

And the woman who appeared behind the curtain in the theater is also like the woman in the shadow puppet show on the CD.

That being the case, is the abyss they fell into outside the theater the resentment in women's hearts?

The objects of her resentment and anger, those villagers, the greatest evil and the greatest weakness are greed.

And under Yan Shixun's attempt, sure enough.

Before he entered the theater behind him, he had tried out the things at the bottom of the lake and their identities.

——I'm afraid it's the villagers who persecuted women in the shadow play.

A slight smile appeared on Yan Shixun's lips, and then he turned around in satisfaction, took out a handkerchief and wrapped it around his hand, and then stretched out his hand to push open the door behind him.

Different from the dilapidated and desolate ones he had seen before, the theater in front of him now, with a bright red lacquer gate and a ferocious roar of a bronze tiger on the doorknob, looked like a wealthy family in the past, with an extraordinary aura.

If you sniff carefully, you can also smell the smell of paint coming from the gate.

However, there was a bloody smell in it, and the red paint on the door was also uneven, with bumps like minced meat, covered in red.

It is as if what is used to paint the door is not paint.

but the flesh and blood of sinners.

Although Yan Shixun knew it well, he didn't have the hobby to touch the flesh and blood of dead people meaninglessly. He just glanced at it with disgust, and then his palm fell on the copper handle.

The heavy door hinge sounded muffled, and the scene hidden behind the door slowly appeared in front of the two of them.

Red light radiated from the door inch by inch, enveloping the two of them.

But in the theater and under the stands, there were dead bodies lying on the ground.

Tables and chairs fell sideways, and some dead bodies were lying on the benches. They were dying with wooden sticks inserted from the back, as if they were killed from behind while fleeing in a hurry.

There was chaos everywhere.

Even the curtain was splattered with blood, only the candlelight was still burning, and under the bright light, one could see the shadow puppets randomly thrown on the stage.

The shadow puppet that was originally made by a craftsman, carefully tanned and poured with painstaking efforts, was discarded at will like this at this time, and the craftsman who manipulated the shadow puppet has disappeared.

No, they died offstage.

Yan Shixun's eyes fell, and he saw several middle-aged people in formal attire among the dead bodies, quite folk-style, and the direction in which they fled and fell was also from the stage.

He stood at the gate, had a panoramic view of everything, and after a while, he stepped over the threshold with his long legs and walked into the theater.

Just like the group death before, it was permanently fixed at this moment.

And when they walked in, everything had just happened.

The blood has not yet solidified, the dead body is still warm, and even the blood spots on the curtain are still dripping slowly.

Yan Shixun stepped over the dead body under his feet and walked straight to the stage.

"Brother Yan, this, this, this! Can we really do it if we come in?"

Zhang Wubing trembled with fear every step he took, as soon as he lowered his head and accidentally met the dead eyes of the corpse on the ground, he was frightened and quickly turned his head away, not daring to look.

"How about we go find a boat or something?"

Zhang Wubing cautiously suggested, and it was rare for him to be wise: "Since the theater is built in the middle of the lake, they must prepare a way to leave in advance. There should be a boat near here. Let's find one that can do it and leave from here. "

"Although the lake outside looks scary, I always feel that it looks more dangerous here." Zhang Wubing even cried with a voice.

Yan Shixun turned to look sideways, and asked him with a light smile, "Then what if the boat is bitten through in the middle of the lake? Are you going to be fish food?"

The teeth of those dead bodies just now were very sharp.

Zhang Wubing didn't expect this, and when Yan Shixun said it, he immediately shut up angrily, and realized that there were too many uncertainties and dangers in the way of leaving from the lake.

"Don't worry, even if you look for a boat, there may not be one."

Yan Shixun jumped onto the stage and said casually: "The boat will only appear when you really want to find it. Have you forgotten how we got here? It's not reality, so just abandon your original idea. "

It's like a shadow play.

Only the props needed by the shadow puppets will appear, otherwise they will not appear on the screen.

They appeared here after falling for a long time, apparently having nothing to do with reality.

And the theater that looks even more weird and dangerous...isn't it another bluffing illusion?

The truth of the past that ghosts don't want to mention is hidden where people dare not go.

Yan Shixun has already realized that all the unusual things here are probably related to that woman.

And since the massacre in front of her was in the depths of the woman's soul, it meant that her obsession and resentment could only be found here.

How to leave from the ghost's territory?

Either kill the ghost, or release its obsession.

Yan Shixun didn't have the habit of disrupting cause and effect at will before seeing the truth, so naturally there was only one last way left.

After he walked into the screen, the shadow was reflected on the screen.

Also saw something that sat at the far end of the curtain.

The carved wooden figure lowered its eyes and smiled.

It seems that a big revenge has been avenged.