Chapter 293 Riding the Spirit of the Mountain Dragon

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Sweat soaked into his eyes.

I felt sour and uncomfortable, but the feeling of fear in my heart became more and more prevalent.

In my ears, the sound of the suona became much clearer.

This is not my imagination, I have figured it out now.

When I first came in with Blind Man Chen, I thought that the thing closing the door was trying to catch a turtle in an urn to deal with us.

There were so many of us, plus the wolf mastiff, I really didn’t feel scared.

But now the facts tell me that he closed the door just to lock us in.

This ghost was staring at the entrance of the narrow passage at first, and finally we all came out after we went to bunniang's grave. How could he be so simple?

His purpose is just to play the suona and wake up the corpse of the bun girl!

It's just that the inscription on the inscription was too old, and we were too anxious, so I didn't even think of going up to this level.

There was also sweat on Blind Chen's forehead.

The gray-white eyes stared straight at the corpse of the bun girl, without wandering at all.

His hands were bent into claw shapes and moving slightly, as if he was always preparing for a life-and-death struggle.

"If you want to leave, take the body with you." Blind Chen said in a low voice.

I also woke up a little bit. Zhang Jiugua's body was right in front of me. How could he just leave?

The opportunity is only this once!

Feng Bao had already taken out a pair of gloves and a waterproof mat from his backpack.

His expression was mixed with fear and nervousness, but the movements of his hands were not slow.

He spread the mat on the ground, put on his gloves and picked up Zhang Jiugua's body, put it in the mat and quickly wrapped it up.

During this period, I kept looking at the corpse of the bun girl and Zhang Jiugua.

Time obviously doesn't pass quickly, and every minute and every second is particularly painful.

There are even more changes in the body of the bun girl.

Her chin is covered with white air roots, which are the poisonous roots of the Corpse Head Mushroom.

Moreover, her skin no longer seemed so green and yellow, but instead had a breathtaking whiteness.

"Okay! Mr. Luo and Mr. Chen, let's go!" Feng Bao had completely wrapped Zhang Jiugua's body and carried it diagonally behind his back.

Zhang Jiugua still had his head exposed, and he still had that dead face with a smile on his face.

But I feel a little bit unspeakably depressed...

What is he laughing at?

Everyone died in the bun mother's grave, and she was still pressed under him. How could he laugh at such a way of death?

Blind Chen walked directly towards the narrow passage.

The wolf mastiff purred lowly, also reminding me.

I followed closely behind, Feng Bao also followed me, and the wolf mastiff followed at the end. It looked back at the corpse of the bun girl threateningly, and it was obviously also behind.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the narrow passage!

Mixed with the increasingly clear and desolate sound of suona, it is even more depressing.

We walked about half the distance.

Suddenly there was a dull thud, like something heavy falling to the ground.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of female laughter.

To be honest, this laughter made my legs weak and I almost knelt on the ground.

It was Blind Chen who suddenly held my shoulders and stabilized my body.

The speed of his feet was faster, and his breathing could not be restrained from becoming rapid.

Finally, the road ahead has been opened up a lot!

We are back to the deep hall just now!

The sound of the suona has become a mournful music, coming in from outside the gate, shrill and leisurely.

On the wooden Bagua shelf, the human skin swayed slightly, and the sound of wind chimes continued.

The oil lamps on the eight lamps actually had a hint of green floating on them, making them feel strangely full.

Inexplicably, I suddenly felt that my vision was blurry.

Blind Chen in front of him seemed to have a double image.

The wolf mastiff suddenly started barking fiercely and fiercely!

Feng Bao's body also swayed, and he said uneasily and fearfully: "Mr. Luo, Mr. Chen... do you feel dazzled? Why am I still a little dizzy?" He quickly took out the oxygen and took a breath.

He handed me the oxygen again, and I took a deep breath, but it didn't make any difference.

Feng Bao was right when he said he was dazzled. Not only was my eyes dazzled, my legs were shaking.

Several people were still walking towards the door, not slowing down, but I felt as if the door had become farther away...

"Hold your breath, don't inhale. There is a ghost in this deep hall. I don't know what is mixed with it. It has more charming eyes than Xu Baipi's yellow skin."

Blind Chen suddenly shouted in a low voice.

I shivered and felt clear for a moment, but immediately after, I became even more dizzy and weak, feeling like I would collapse at any moment.

But now, we have arrived at the gate!

Feng Bao suddenly grabbed the door handle, shouted loudly, and pulled back with all his strength!

Blind Chen also acted at the same time and opened another door.

I originally wanted to help, but I really didn't have any energy left.

There was a muffled squeak.

The door was actually pulled open!

I expected the door to be locked, or at least not that easy to open.

But under the actions of Blind Chen and Feng Bao, there was no obstacle!

There was a constant muffled creaking sound, and the rustling snowy wind blew into the deep hall.

I took a deep breath, and it seemed like all the ice shards were sucked into my lungs.

Suddenly, his head, which was groggy a moment ago, suddenly became awake again at this moment.

Blind Chen grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the hall.

But everything in my eyes made me feel even more chilling.

Even if it is daytime, even if the sun is shining brightly at this moment, it still makes me feel chilly from the bottom of my heart.

There were many "people" standing in the open space outside Ji Niang's house.

No, these cannot be described by humans...

Almost everyone's face was ashen, their eyes were closed tightly, and their cheeks were slightly sunken.

Without exception, these are corpses!

And these corpses were all wearing red burial clothes!

I could tell in an instant, weren't these the male corpses that the bun mother married?

Each corpse was exceptionally young, in their early twenties at most.

But their years are obviously not short.

I feel a chill in my heart. It seems that Ma Baoyi did not steal all the corpses.

What the stone tablet says is true, Bun Niang has men to retrieve these corpses!

What Ma Baoyi stole should be a male corpse from recent years.

There is an empty space in front of the open space, which gives people the feeling that it is missing.

If there were also male corpses standing there, it would be considered complete.

In front of all the male corpses, facing the gate of Bunniang's tomb, there were eight people surrounding them.

These eight people are all very young. They have sunken cheeks and a lot of hair on their heads.

Their eye sockets are also sunken, but they are open.

Among the eight people stood the "thing" that I had looked at at the entrance of the narrow passage.

At this moment, they all held suonas in their hands and played them near their mouths.

The mournful sorrow and music resounded continuously from the mountainside!

And they all raised their heads and looked at the back of Bun Niang's house, their expressions dull, dull, and a bit stiff, completely ignoring us!