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MTL - The Founder of Diabolism-Chapter 22 Yangyang fifth 4
This noisy came from all directions.
Around the front, back, left and right, under the head and feet, like a whispering Wang Yang, knowing about Soso, hehe. There are men and women, old and young, big and small, Wei Wuzhen can even hear some sporadic words, but it is fleeting, so that he can not catch the exact words.
Because it is too noisy.
Wei Wuzhen continued to press the temple with one hand, and the other hand took out a wind evil sorrow that could be placed in the palm of the hand from the Qiankun bag. The fingers of the wind evil tremble trembled around the two windings, and the faster and faster, the more they started, the more they started to frantically turn!
It was already weird that the last time the Van Gogh went up the wind and the evil spirits could not point out the direction. But this time it actually rotates automatically, and does not stop for a moment, this situation is more incredible than the pointer does not move. Wei Wu's heart is more and more ominous, and the voice is shouting: "Jinling!"
The two had been walking in the stone for a while and did not see the traces of the living. Wei Wuzhen shouted a few times and did not see the answer. The first few stone rooms were empty, but after walking deep, there was suddenly a dark coffin in the center of the stone room.
This coffin is placed here, very awkward. But the coffin is dark and the shape is very beautiful. Wei Wuzhen patted it, the wood was solid, and the sound was loud, saying: "Well."
Blue forgets the machine and Wei Wuzhen stand on both sides of it, looking at one eye, and at the same time reaching out and opening the cover.
At the moment when the lid was opened, the noise around it suddenly multiplied, and the tide generally drowned Wei Wu’s hearing. It seems that they have been peeked at by countless pairs of eyes. The masters of these eyes are quietly monitoring and discussing their words and deeds. They see that they want to open the coffin and suddenly get excited. Wei Wuzhen envisioned dozens of possibilities, and prepared for the rancidity, the claws, the poisonous water, the poisonous smoke, the grievances, and so on. He hoped to see Jinling. However, nothing happened and nothing happened.
This turned out to be an empty air.
Wei Wuzhen was slightly surprised, and some disappointment Jin Ling was not trapped here. The blue forgetting machine is closer to the dust, and the dust is automatically sheathed a few inches, and the cold light is shining, illuminating the bottom of the coffin. He discovered that there is nothing in the coffin. It’s just that the things inside are much smaller than the bodies he expected, hiding in the deepest part of the bottom of the belly.
There is a long knife lying in the coffin.
This knife has no sheath, and the handle is like gold. It looks heavy and has a heavy weight. The blade is slender, the blade is bright, and it is placed on a layer of red cloth at the bottom of the skull. It reflects the color of the bleeding, and the forest is killing. The air.
The corpse is not placed in the coffin, but a knife is placed. This piece of stone fort on the road ridge is really nowhere, not strange, step by step reveals a strange. The two men closed the lid and went on. There was a coffin in each stone room. They looked at the wooden land and were different from each other. Each coffin was placed with a long knife.
Until the last one, there is still no trace of Jinling. Wei Wuzhen closed the lid, and his heart was slightly restless. Blue forgot to see him frowning and walking around, putting the guqin on the coffin, slightly sinking, raising his hand, a string of strings rushing out from the fingers.
He only played for a short period of time, and his right hand was evacuated from the top of the body, staring at the strings that were still shaking.
Suddenly, the strings shook and spontaneously popped a tone.
Wei Wuwei said: ""Qing Ling"?"
"Qing Ling" is a famous song made by the ancestors of Gusu Lan. It is different from "Soul of the Spirit" and acts on the identity of the unidentified person without any medium. The singer asks the chord and asks the dead, and the echo of the deceased is transformed into a temperament by the "questioning spirit", which is reflected on the string. The strings spontaneously move, indicating that the soul of this stone castle has been invited by the Blue Forgot. Next, the two sides should answer one question in the piano.
Qin language is the secret technique of Gusu Lanshi. Although Wei Wuzhen is involved in a wide range, there is no way to go. He whispered: "Ask it where it is, who built it."
Blue forgets the machine to master the spirit of the piano, no need to think, the letter is the two or three sounds. After a while, the strings were automatically bounced twice. Wei Wuzhen asked: "What does it say?"
Blue forgets the machine: "I don't know."
Wei Wuzhen: "Ah?"
Blue forgot to slow down and said: "It says, 'I don't know.'"
"..." Wei Wuzhen looked at him and suddenly remembered a conversation about "anyway" related to a certain number of years ago. He touched his nose. The boss was boring. He thought: "Blue Zhan is too promising, and he has learned to tell jokes." ”
When I couldn’t ask, Blue forgot to play again. The strings should be repeated, or the two sounds just now. Wei Wuzhen heard that the answer was "I don't know" and asked: "What did you ask it?"
Blue forgets the machine: "Why die."
Wei Wuwei said: "If you are inadvertently murdered, you may not know why you died. You might as well ask if you know who killed it."
Blue forgets to pick up the strings. However, the echo is still two times - "I don't know."
As a soul that has been shackled here, I don’t know where it is. I don’t know why I died. I don’t know who killed it. Wei Wuzhen is also the first to encounter such a dead person who knows nothing about it. "Then change again. You ask if it is male or female. This will not know it."
He was jealous, and the blue forgetting machine played according to words. After the hand was removed, another string was vigorously bombed. Blue forgot to translate: "Male."
Wei Wuwei said: "There is always something to know. Ask again, is there a fifteen-year-old boy coming here?"
Answer: "Yes."
Wei Wuzhen also asked: "Where is he now?"
The strings were paused and the response was given. The blue forgot to listen, but it was a slight glimpse. Wei Wuwei said: "What? What did he say?"
Blue forgot to slow down: "He said, ‘is here.’
Wei Wu is a dumb. "Here" refers to this stone fort, but they only found a pass, did not see Jinling. Wei Wuwei said: "He can't lie?"
Blue forgets the machine: "I am, can't."
Also, the questioner is a light-filled monarch, and the spirit can't lie naturally, and can only answer truthfully. Wei Wuzhen rummaged through the stone room to see what was missing from him. Blue forgot to think for a moment, and then asked two paragraphs. After receiving the response, he looked slightly changed. When Wei Wuxi saw it, he asked: "What have you asked?"
Blue forgets the machine: "Years of age, who is here."
These two questions are all about testing the identity of Lingling. Wei Wuxi knows that he must have got an unusual answer: "How?"
Blue forgets the machine: "16 years old, Lanling people."
Wei Wu's face also suddenly changed.
The soul of "Qing Ling" invited is actually Jinling? !
He was busy listening and listening, and the overwhelming noise seemed to be faintly heard by Jin Ling’s faint screams, but he could not hear it.
Blue forgets to continue to ask, Wei Wuxi knows that he must be inquiring about the specific location, staring at the strings, waiting for Jin Ling's answer.
This response was long, and the blue forgot to listen to it, slightly frowning, said: "He let you, stand in the same place, face southwest, listen to the string. Ring it, go forward. When the piano stops, He is in front of you."
Wei Wuyi did not speak and turned to the southwest. There were seven strings coming from behind, and he walked seven steps forward. However, the front is always empty.
The sound of the piano is still going on, but the interval is getting longer and longer, and he is getting slower and slower. Another step, two steps, three steps... until six steps, the sound of the piano, finally silenced, no longer sounds.
There was only one wall in front of him.
The wall is made of gray-white stone bricks, and the blocks are seamless. Wei Wuzhen turned and said: "...he is in the wall?!"
After the dust was taken out of the sheath, the four blue rays passed over, and the wall was pulled out of a well-shaped shape. The two men stepped forward and removed the bricks. After removing a few stone bricks, a large piece of black soil came out.
It turned out that the wall of this stone fort was made of double-layered, two layers of solid stone bricks filled with dirt. Wei Wuzhen red-handed a large piece of clods, in the middle of the dark soil, he was cut out of a closed-faced face.
It is the missing Jinling!
Jin Ling’s face was originally not in the soil. As soon as it came out, the air suddenly poured into the nose and rushed to inhale. Wei Wuzhen saw that he was still alive, and a heart was finally put down. Jin Ling Fang is really a lifeline, otherwise it will not be caught by "Qing Ling" to capture his soul. Fortunately, he has not been buried in the wall for a long time, otherwise he will be alive and suffocate and die.
The two were busy digging him out of the wall. Who knows that the radish was pulled out of the mud, and the moment that Jin Ling was unearthed, the long sword on his back traced another thing.
A white boned arm!
Blue forgets to put Jin Lingping on the ground and explore his pulse. Wei Wuzhen took the scabbard to avoid the dust, and poked the planer in the soil along the white bone. In a short time, a complete cockroach is present.
Like the Jinling, this cockroach was buried in the wall in a standing position. The pale bones and the dark earth were contrasting and glaring. Wei Wuxi turned over in the soil, and took off a few bricks on the side. After some stirring, he found a bone shelf nearby.
This one, it is not rotten thoroughly, there are still flesh and blood attached to the bones, the skull is covered with black hair and unkempt long hair, the broken clothes are water red, can be seen as a woman. She is not standing, the skeleton is bent over. The reason for bending over is because there is a bone on her leg that is squatting.
Wei Wuzhen no longer digs down, he stepped back a few steps, and the noise in his ears was raging like a tide.
He is almost certain. I am afraid that the thick walls of the entire stone fort are filled with the bones of people with different postures.
Overhead, sole, southeast, northwest; standing, sitting, lying, squatting...
What is this? !