Chapter 123 Mural

Style: Romance Author: Chanting sutras to save oneselfWords: 1517Update Time: 24/01/21 17:14:34
"Didn't you say you could swallow him directly?"

I asked the woman in red.

The woman in red looked at me unhappily: "Didn't you understand how powerful I was just now? Who knew Wei Chunming could escape into these doorways? I estimate that Wei Chunming knows all the secret information in them, and he can feel comfortable in them shuttle."

"Let's go."

At this time, I didn't bother to talk to her anymore, but headed towards a door.

The woman in red looked at me confused and said, "You're not afraid of being trapped in it and dying."

"The talisman on the beads he took away was not a fire talisman." I said solemnly.

It is now certain that the altar in the main hall in front of us is not the real altar for sacrifices, and the bronze heads of the twelve zodiac animals are just used to confuse people.

And the real altar is probably hidden among these hundreds of doorways.

I took out the night sky beads that I spent a lot of effort to obtain as bait, just to see where Wei Chunming was really hiding.

"Good boy, can you follow him?"

The woman in red looked at me sideways.

"Hurry up and lead the way." She said again.

I took out another talisman, connected it with the talisman on the Night Sky Pearl, and started walking through the dark cave underground.

Sure enough, there are ditches and crisscrossing ditches inside, which is an extremely huge underground maze. Not only is it dark in front of the eyes, there is no light, and various dark passages are intertwined, making it dazzling.

Following the guidance of the smoke caused by the talisman, we soon came to a main hall.

It is the same main hall as before with the twelve zodiac bronze heads.

"This is the real altar hall!"

After lighting the oil lamps everywhere, the woman in red exclaimed.

But soon, she said: "Wei Chunming? Why isn't he here?"

"He is not a fool. He couldn't find the talisman on the Ye Tianzhu for a while. How can he still not find it?"

I said softly, then walked to the front and picked up the talisman I attached to the night sky bead.

Being able to follow this far has actually exceeded my expectations.

The woman in red nodded. She looked at the center of the main hall and saw that the altar was empty and there was nothing.

The previous altar had at least twelve bronze heads, but this place was completely empty.

After the woman in red pondered for a while, she said, "Wei Chunming probably took away the key things on the altar. He was afraid that we would destroy them."

Indeed, as the woman in red said, there were fingerprints on the altar not long ago, and the original items on it had been taken away by Wei Chunming.

So, what is the key thing in setting up this altar and allowing the sacrificial practice to truly take shape?

I didn't dwell too much on this, but looked at the surrounding walls.

There are colorful murals on the stone walls, which seem to be depicting one thing...

"This is a scene mural of the sacrificial practice in those days!"

The woman in red also saw the stone wall and whispered.

The first thing that caught the eye were countless tied up adults.

These are the living people used for sacrifice.

Beside the living people stood people wearing long robes with solemn faces. Some of them were holding whisks, some were holding feather fans, and some were holding swords.

These are the Feng Shui masters who assisted Wei Chunming in his sacrificial practices.

And further ahead, there are several special sacrifices, children.

Up to this point, the mural is almost the same as what the woman in red recorded on the stone tablet.

"I told you, I didn't lie to you before. Although the contents on the stone tablet were written by me, they are all accurate."

The woman in red said to me.

I remained silent and continued walking forward.

The scale of this mural is not small, and it surrounds the entire stone wall. The scene we see now is not the core of the sacrifice.

The murals in front of me only showed human sacrifices, child sacrifices, and Feng Shui masters.

As for Wei Chunming, who presided over the ceremony, and the center of the sacrifice, they were in the front.

Soon, the woman in red and I walked to the mural depicting the core of the sacrifice.

When the woman in red and I looked at the mural in front of us, we were both stunned.

"Look at the person above, how he looks exactly like the current Wei Chunming!"

The woman in red said in horror!

To be able to scare a fierce ghost to such an extent is enough to see how terrifying the scene in front of you is!

The murals here are entirely painted in a realistic style and even have paint on them.

And at the core of the sacrificial practice, the man standing at the front of everyone, holding a talisman in one hand and making magic formulas in the other, was Wei Chunming!

He looks exactly the same as Wei Chunming, the dead Bodhisattva who is now the director of Jingmen.

Didn’t we agree that only the memory would be retained?

Why do you still look the same?

This is complete immortality!