Chapter 122 The house on the top of the mountain

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I couldn't understand his strange tricks, but I could see that he was not dead.

It's just that his heart was taken out under his head. Otherwise, my kick just now would not have broken his spine, but would have trampled his heart.

However, now that his spine has been broken and he is truly paralyzed, it is impossible to run away with his body!

No matter how evil the spell is, without his body, can his head still fly?

There is no road at the foot of the mountain and it is full of thorns.

I jumped and walked quickly from a slightly flat place. There was no sense of following behind me, so I glanced back.

As soon as he saw it, Luo Hu's head left his body again, floating at a height of seven or eight meters.

The distance was too far and I couldn't see his expression clearly.

But I could clearly see that there were at least a dozen starving ghosts surrounding him below. His body was torn to pieces, and the scene of gnawing on him was extremely bloody.

I feel a chill in my heart, but my purpose of attracting starving ghosts with the Luo pot has been achieved!

Continuing to walk towards the mountain, at this moment, the chamber pot suddenly trembled.

Lao Gong's head hung steadily on the mouth of the chamber pot.

There were some cuts on his dry face, and he was recovering amidst the lingering gray air.

In addition, he looked extremely intoxicated and enjoyed himself. From the corner of his eye, he glanced inside the chamber pot from time to time, and his expression became even more ecstatic.

Although I am certain that Lao Gong did it because he was covetous of women with that head, but it can still be regarded as a favor to me.

Luo Hu is too difficult to deal with.

I would almost be consumed by him.

The three people in the ghost niche have different methods and moves, and it's even harder to explain their systems clearly!

Most of the emperors were from the Nine-Liu lineage, and the evil spirits were true, but they were the normal evil spirits in the dead man's life.

This ghost niche is just a mixed bag.

Zhang Gui is neither a human nor a ghost. He borrows corpses to bring back souls, and he feeds ghosts and eats ghosts.

Luo Hu is even more evil, his head can fly out, and each Buddha amulet drives different ghosts.

Zhao Xi uses his body to feed ghosts, as if he is at the greatest risk. If the ghosts are activated beyond a certain limit, their bodies will be eaten back.

In comparison, Zhang Gui's ghost seems to be more fierce. I have seen him once in a hotel before, but I have never seen him released at any time.

The ghosts in Luo Hu are the weakest, but they themselves are the strongest.

Although Zhao Xigui was numerous and powerful, the backlash was immediate.

As my thoughts continued to deduce and analyze, I moved away from the foot of the mountain and climbed halfway up the mountain.

The starving ghost didn't catch up for the time being.

However, my hanging heart has never dropped.

I have a human scent, and the dead man's makeup can deceive most ghosts, but it cannot deceive the starving ghosts. They must have seen me before, and after eating the Luo Pot, they will definitely come after me.

I have to find a way, otherwise I can only sit back and wait for death...

Also, this mountain is too far away from the old woman's yard...otherwise, I could hide in it.

At this moment, Lao Gong said suddenly and abruptly: "Go to the top of the mountain."

"The top of the mountain?" My pupils narrowed.

Originally I wanted to ask Lao Gong what was on the top of the mountain.

But I am worried about the situation like before. If the old Gong who asked me collapses on his own, it will be even worse for me.

I changed my direction slightly and instead of running around on the mountainside, I ran straight towards the top of the mountain.

I didn't dare to slow down, I was afraid that the starving ghost would catch up with me.

This mountain is actually not big. After ten minutes, I ran to the top of the mountain.

The thick bamboo forest grows wantonly, making the already dark and gloomy sky even more gloomy.

And at the top of the mountain, there is actually a mansion!

The walls are high and the tiles are large, the door is wide, and the peeled paint on the door plaque is still gold, which reads "Wu Mansion".

The brief information obtained from Huang Si did not mention this ancient house on the top of the mountain!

I lowered my head and glanced at Lao Gong. Lao Gong's dry face also showed confusion.

With my eyebrows furrowed, I only paused for two seconds and then quickly walked to the door of the house.

At first glance, I saw a row of talismans attached to the bottom of the plaque, but the talisman paper had become curled, dark, and useless.

There was a row of copper coins lying upside down on the threshold, and slightly above it, there was a broken cinnabar rope.

My eyes are thoughtful.

There is a layout to keep out ghosts here. Is it to keep the ghosts inside from coming out or the ghosts from outside coming in?

I couldn't understand it for a while.

However, there should be no starving ghosts here.

With such a big movement before, no starving ghost would miss the opportunity to eat flesh and blood.

Also, even if this place used to keep ghosts out and is now broken, ghosts must still be able to get in.

I thought very quickly, and quickly picked up the broken cinnabar rope, took out a piece of my own cinnabar rope, connected the two ends, and tied them into tight knots!

There was a soft buzzing sound, and all the fallen copper coins stood up!

My heart was pounding.

By some mistake, I made up part of the layout, which actually made the copper coins useful again! ?

I cautiously took out another row of peach wood nails, bit the tip of my tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted on the peach wood nails. Then I shook my hand, and the peach wood nails touched the outer edge of the copper coin, and each one pointed upward!

I raised my head again and glanced at the talisman hanging under the door plaque. I took out a handful of talisman of my own, stepped on the door frame diagonally, rushed up with my inertia, grabbed a piece of wood on the inside of the door plaque, and swept away the old talismans with my other hand. I put this talisman on it.

Throwing his body back, he landed within the threshold.

His right arm was shaking slightly. It was already seriously injured. From the previous fight and the force exerted now, more blood was soaked out.

Breathing heavily, I clearly felt that the breath around me had changed slightly.

The yin energy is no longer so strong...

This house is not simple!

It has the effect of blocking ghosts. I filled the gap and it had an immediate effect. It actually started to dispel the yin energy.

Although my charms and items may not be worth mentioning here, they should have a deterrent effect.

Turning my head, I looked inside the house.

There was a screen behind me, but it was broken, full of holes, and the holes were all inward, as if it had been smashed by something, or as if it had been broken by a seal...

After walking around the screen, I saw an antique courtyard.

The corridors on both sides have purple-red columns and exquisite railings.

In the center is a huge pool filled with lotus leaves.

It's just that the water in the pool is very dark, not because it's dirty, but because the yin energy is too strong, and those lotus leaves are even more dark.

I took a deep breath, stepped onto the corridor on the right, and hurried inside.

When passing the pool, I felt the water surface fluctuate from time to time, as if there were fish swimming.

Quickly walk to the end of the corridor.

What you see is a very tall house, the door is tightly closed, and it is filled with dead silence.

The wall is connected to the corridor, and at the end is a closed door. Through that door, you should be able to reach the living wing of the house.

The village where Lao Qintou and I lived also had houses with a similar layout, but they were far less spacious than here.

At this moment, Lao Gong stared blankly at the door of the hall, his head tilted, not knowing what he was thinking.

I narrowed my eyes slightly and walked towards the door of the hall.

When I got closer, I put my right hand on my waist, ready to grab the cocktail feathers at any time.

Without hesitation, his left hand covered the door and pushed in hard!