Bai Huo folded a few Ming coins and put them into his sleeve robe.
Su Qingyu reminded: "How dare you take this hell coin? There is red rain on it, be careful of contamination."
He stood under the tree, and then said: "This is the reward for carrying the coffin. It is safe within the limits allowed by the rules.
Miss Su, the red organization has huge expenses and supports many people. As a leader, I naturally have to be more diligent and frugal in managing my family. "
This was said with a bit of bitterness.
Every time Bai Huo goes out, he finds very little activity funding approved by the organization.
He has a higher level and has the right to give himself more batches, but he never does so. The rules are signed by himself and he will take the lead in abiding by them.
Su Qingyu caught a ghost coin floating in the air.
She flipped the Ming Coin back and forth, observed it, and said, "This Ming Coin is real. Pay attention to safety when you accept it. Try to choose those Ming Coins that are drier and less exposed to rain."
"I will."
Su Qingyu raised her hand again and ordered: "Yingluo, hold an umbrella for the single seedling of the Monkey God Tree."
"As you command, Master." Yingluo's right hand grew a green vine, then surrounded the tree stump, transforming into a huge and thick leaf, protecting the seedling underneath.
Red raindrops fell on the leaves, penetrating into the texture of the trees like blood, making a faint ticking sound.
"Kakaka...kakaka..."
Su Qingyu heard strange noises in the darkness.
"Is it enough...kakaka...help me carry the coffin...is it enough..."
In this overwhelming rain of blood, a person was covered in red sheets, his limbs were twisted, and his body joints were stiff, like a puppet that had been assembled incorrectly.
I don't know if the woman in red came here by smelling the smell, or if she found them because they collected the ghost coins.
The hands stretched out from the red cloth. They were the hands of a young woman. The wrists were white and the fingertips were long and swaying gently. Especially the nails, which were trimmed to a sharp shape, as if they could be pulled with a light touch. Next piece of meat.
"Kakaka...poor child, come back to mother's arms...kakaka..."
"Let mom hug you, let mom touch you...kakaka...good boy...come back soon..."
The rain formed a blood-red mist around the woman draped in red sheets, shrouding her in a hazy moisture.
"What is this?" Bai Huo was horrified.
"Eighty percent are the things in the coffin. They are so haunting that they can't even be thrown away." Su Qingyu recalled the rules, took out the bowl and chopsticks from the black backpack, and said to Bai Huo in a slightly faster tone: "The face on this corpse Covered with red cloth, one of us needs to knock the bowl in place and the other to escape.”
When they saw the rules, they prepared a bowl in everyone's bag.
Otherwise, there would be no porcelain bowl to be found in this wilderness.
"Bai Huo, let's work together. I'll knock the bowl first. While I'm knocking the bowl, you go search under the Monkey God Tree to see if there are any clues. If not, turn around and leave immediately.
After you have walked a certain distance, you are responsible for knocking the bowl, and I will walk in your direction again. The two of us will knock back and forth like this, and both of us can escape. "
"Do you believe me?"
Don't be suspicious when you employ people, don't use people when you are suspicious.
Su Qingyu asked, "Aren't you trustworthy?"
"It's worth it." Bai Huo nodded with a smile, "Miss Su is equally worth it to me."
"Go, there is something ominous in this rain, let's fight quickly to prevent long nights and endless dreams."
Su Qingyu began to tap the edge of the bowl rhythmically with chopsticks. A crisp tapping sound was heard. The red rain in the sky was pouring down, and the body covered in red cloth seemed to have lost its direction and just stood there without stopping. Wandering in circles, as if unable to get out.
There was thunder in the sky.
Whenever the thunder gets louder, Su Qingyu needs to knock the bowl louder.
Otherwise, the corpse wrapped in red cloth cannot be heard, and the knocking on the bowl will be ineffective.
Bai Huo took this opportunity to go to the foot of the Monkey God Tree.
Yingluo thoughtfully conjured up a head of lotus leaves for Su Qingyu and Bai Huo to hold on their heads to protect them from the rain.
And she liked the scarlet rain very much.
The rain fell on her body, nourishing the rotting flesh and blood in her body.
Bai Huo held the lotus leaf and came to the Monkey God Tree. He leaned down, his black monk's robe was stained with dirt. He stroked the edge of the tree stump with his hands, looking for the depression.
The red rainwater rushed to the ground, breaking away the surface soil. Bai Huo saw a small piece of white stuff exposed under the tree stump.
Su Qingyu was still tapping the bowl nervously.
She had to maintain her strength, not only to make the sound of knocking the bowl clearly audible, but not to use too much force and damage the porcelain bowl.
Bai Huo stood on the wet mud. He looked around and found a piece of discarded wood nearby. Then he bent down to dig the soil. The wet soil was sticky and exuded a foul smell. He didn't even frown, and he moved quickly. His eyes were deep and determined.
As he dug deeper, the bones of a monkey gradually emerged.
The skeleton was complete and seemed to have not completely rotted away. Wet black hair still remained on the bones. With the addition of mud and red rain, it looked like a pot of rotten bone soup.
When the bones were dug out, the small seedling on the stake of the Monkey God Tree suddenly withered, and then an identical seedling grew on the monkey's bones.
The seedling grew out of the monkey's eyes and took root deeply in the monkey's head.
The saplings of the Monkey God Tree were moved.
This tree is called the Monkey God Tree because the Monkey God is buried under the tree.
Now the monkey god has been dug out.
The monkey god tree will leave with the monkey god.
Bai Huo opened the package he was carrying, put the talisman inside on his body, then shook the package and threw away all the remaining miscellaneous and useless things.
He wrapped the monkey's bones in a package and exposed the monkey's head so that the seedlings could be exposed to the fresh air of the mountain and would not be suffocated to death.
After doing all this, Bai Huo waved his hand in Su Qingyu's direction.
Su Qingyu nodded towards him.
The two people started the next step in tacit understanding.
Bai Huo retreated holding the monkey's body.
The body covered in red cloth seemed a little restless.
The sound of thunder was louder than the last.
It was hard to tell whether it was really thundering and raining in the sky outside the dark woods, or whether there was some monster roaring above their heads.
The female corpse covered in red cloth kept twisting and groaning, as if calling for something.
Su Qingyu had controlled his strength very well, but the bowl in his hand seemed to have been under some pressure, and there were already signs of cracking.
Wu Xin put his skeletal hand on Su Qingyu's shoulder and reminded: "Master, the power in the body of the female corpse has strengthened. Please leave this place with me."
"Wait a minute, I'm waiting for Bai Huo to take over." Su Qingyu kept banging the bowl in place, her heart beating fast, and blood raining on her body, like cold palms touching her skin.
The thunder became more and more intense, as if the entire mountain forest was shaking.
The twisting movements of the corpse became more frantic, and the moans became more harsh.
"Kakaka..."
