Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

"It's out! It's out! Hey, it's out! It's all out!"

Ma Wenhai got up from the ground, holding the black rope in his hand, and let out bursts of heart-wrenching laughter.

Lin Yi had already rushed to the Xiandian ruins and glanced at the ground. His pupils suddenly shrank violently and veins popped out on his hands.

The reason why he reacted so strongly was because the rope Ma Wenhai was holding in his hand was the rope used by the Xixia people to tie the heads of the enemy during the war to record their military merits.

This is the dedication hall of Qini Darang. He made great military exploits during his lifetime, and his hands were stained with the blood of countless people.

On the black rope in front of you, you can see dozens of heads, large and small. The rope passes through the mandible and out of the mouth.

This kind of person who died on the battlefield without leaving his whole body was full of resentment.

The most important thing is that the bottom of the Xiandian ruins is extremely damp. When the heads were pulled out from the ground, they were all wet.

There is a saying in the art of touching gold:

Make a mound seal, touch a golden talisman, and protect yourself from ghosts by blowing a lamp; use a cellar coffin, a bronze coffin, and don't come near if the eight characters are not hard;

Vertical burial pits, box graves, moving mountains and unloading ridges to walk around; red clothes are fierce, smiling faces corpses, it is better to listen to ghosts cry than to laugh.

The red-clothed menace and smiling corpse mentioned here are already difficult to deal with.

But these are still mummified corpses. Once they encounter a wet corpse, they are still wet corpses without an owner. Once the corpse transformation is induced, it will be a headache.

Wang Qiang also rushed over at this time. When he saw the scene in front of him, he cursed loudly:

"Fuck!"

Then there was a flying kick with full force, knocking Ma Wenhai to the ground.

This guy was completely out of his mind now. Wang Qiang stepped on his face, his front teeth were broken, his nose was bleeding, blood was spraying from his mouth and he was grinning, pointing at the people in front of him and laughing.

"You all have to die, you all have to die, you all have to be buried with me, you all have to die!"

"You idiot, I'll send you to the West first!"

In anger, Wang Qiang picked up the tooth ax and struck at Ma Wenhai.

Unexpectedly, this guy suddenly rolled his eyes, foam began to pour out of his mouth, his whole body twitched and he suddenly fell to the ground.

Wang Qiang's ax struck the whole thing in the air.

"You're pretending to be dead, right? Are you pretending to be dead? You fucking get up!"

"Boom", he kicked towards Ma Wenhai with two feet.

The guy didn't react at all, and his body gradually became stiff.

Wang Qiang knelt down and stretched out his hand to touch, but found that he was no longer breathing.

"Dead! This guy died!"

"Old Wang, seal his seven orifices quickly!"

Lin Yi shouted and rushed towards Wang Qiang.

Hearing Lin Yi's cry, Qian Sheng immediately rushed to help, picked up the black mud on the ground and smeared it on Ma Wenhai's face.

Just as the two of them worked together to turn Ma Wenhai over and take off his pants to seal his rear orifice, a stream of turbid air overflowed from his rear orifice.

The stench made both of them shed tears.

"It's over!"

Lin Yi screamed secretly, and the sword in his hand was already unsheathed.

"What's going on? Why did this man die suddenly?"

Lao Feng stepped forward to ask about the situation.

"It would be better if he died. If he can't swallow this breath, it would be better if it was sealed in the body. Now that this resentment has leaked out, I'm afraid something bad will happen!"

Looking at Ma Wenhai's body again, he was lying straight on the ground, his hands close to his sides, and his fingers tense.

The toes were hooked upward, and the eyes were wide open, but only the whites of the eyes could be seen.

The mouth was covered with black mud, but the corners of the mouth were obviously turned up, revealing a strange smile. At this moment, bursts of "ta-da-ta-da" sounds could be heard in everyone's ears.

Looking back, I saw those wet and rotten human heads on black ropes, making a sound from the upper and lower teeth.

"Quickly open!"

Before Lin Yi finished speaking, the black rope on the ground suddenly rose into the air, and sticky, wet, rotten human heads all flew into the air and pounced towards them.

"Oh shit! What the hell is this?"

Lao Feng shouted and hurriedly hid behind Lin Yi.

Wang Qiang and Qian Sheng didn't care about Ma Wenhai now, and took out their weapons to prepare for battle.

These rotting heads flew into the air, pulling out more heads buried deep in the ground, including some mutilated corpses, all of which flew out from the ground at once.

They formed a circle, surrounding them in the middle.

In an instant, shouts of killing rang out in everyone's ears, as if they were suddenly on the battlefield. The stumps and heads in front of them seemed to have suddenly complemented the stumps and turned into soldiers wearing strong armor.

"Is this an illusion, Old Lin? Why do these things suddenly come to life?"

The four people were gathered together at this moment, standing back to back with their weapons in place, ready to fight at any time.

"These things were originally full of resentment, and they were buried in a humid environment. They became like this with Ma Wenhai's 'bad breath' just now.

I estimate that when this temple was originally designed, a trap was already planned, and we have caught up. "

"Good things don't happen to us, and nothing like this can go away."

At this moment, the rotting corpse above them suddenly launched an attack and pressed down on them.

"You know how to do that?"

"Know!"

The three people around him took out cinnabar and smeared it on their weapons.

Lin Yi raised his sword and chopped off three heads one after another.

As these rotting human heads fell to the ground, a pool of sticky yellow liquid was left in the middle.

Guo Wenbin and Hu Zi were completely blind at this moment.

Where have they seen such a scene?

There was no room for them to stay around Lin Yi and the others, so they could only quietly hide behind the man in sunglasses.

The strange thing is that these rotting corpses hanging in the air did not attack him, as if they completely ignored his existence.

Guo Wenbin's master and servant hid behind him, trying to hide behind a wall, but they were still safe.

"This guy in Sunglasses has become arrogant again. He's using some crooked methods, but nothing happened at all."

Wang Qiang shouted angrily.

"It is said that there is a certain pill in the pill refined by 'Guanshan Taibao'. As long as it is taken, it can suppress the yang energy in the body. The yang energy will sink and the yin energy will rise. If you take it with the sachet, you will be able to These 'unclean' things regard it as nothing."

Wang Qiang was immediately unhappy when he heard this.

"Why are our brothers working here for him? Who are you? Are you here to be the boss? Think of a way and let him do some work."

"There's nothing wrong with what Brother Qiang said, why should he just sit on the sidelines? Even if he brings a dog in, he can still bark twice to show off his power!"

When Lin Yi saw this, he came up with a plan. He pricked his fingertip with blood and flicked it toward the man in sunglasses.

A bit of blood fell on the red robe of the man in sunglasses, instantly blending with the color of the robe.

The rotting corpses flying in the air suddenly turned around and rushed towards the man in sunglasses.

(End of this chapter)