Maoshan Taoist priests practice falsehood and become reality

Chapter 21 Three Uncles

Chapter 21 Two Senior Uncles
"Shh, stay calm."

Su Heng raised his eyes and saw a pale human head hanging where the lantern should have been.

The cut surface of the human head and neck is smooth, and it looks like it has been chopped off with a sharp knife. Most of the blood at the fracture has dried up, and the last drop that just spattered should have been.

It is easy to judge from the degree of dryness of the blood that the head should have been cut off recently.

"Look at the ground."

Xia Xiaoling's voice trembled.

When the flashlight shined, the wooden floor of the corridor on the second floor was smeared with blood, like a bloody road leading to hell.

Not fresh blood stains.

Su Heng looked solemn and walked a few steps forward, arriving at the door of the second master's uncle's room.

There was also a human head hanging in front of the door, but this head had obviously been hanging there for some time and was badly rotted. There were white maggots squirming in the eye sockets.

One of the fat maggots gave Xia Xiaoling unpleasant memories.

It was pitch dark inside the house. I leaned against the door and listened carefully, and I could vaguely hear the sound of chewing.

Second Master Uncle is still eating?

No, it is no longer certain whether the person eating the food is the second uncle.

"Dong dong."

Su Heng knocked on the door.

The sound of chewing stopped, and a vague greeting came from behind the door: "Who is it? It's time."

"It's me, Su Heng."

The footsteps behind the door came closer and closer.

"Squeak."

The door was opened.

The first thing the two saw was the face of Second Master Uncle Yuan Jinghong. His complexion was extremely pale under the moonlight. What made the pupils shrink was that his mouth was covered with blood and he was still chewing.

The whole person looks like a bloodthirsty devil.

Su Heng was almost about to take action.

Behind her, Xia Xiaoling stood on tiptoes and whispered softly:
"He's okay, he's human."

Su Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

The second uncle must have also fallen under the illusion.

Just crack it.

"Uncle Second Master, what happens next may be strange, but please cooperate."

Su Heng slapped the rat corpse out of Yuan Jinghong's hands in disgust. Just as he was about to put it to his face, he smelled a fishy smell.

Su Heng hesitated for a second, then pressed Yuan Jinghong's forehead with one hand, and then muttered something.

Yuan Jinghong was confused.

What is he reading?

Purifying mantra?
After reciting the mantra, Yuan Jinghong suddenly felt his head relax, and he had a wonderful experience of enlightenment.

But before he could feel it deeply, a strong fishy stench suddenly came out of his mouth.

A strong sense of nausea surged up instantly, and Yuan Jinghong knelt on the ground and vomited.

Xia Xiaoling patted his back thoughtfully and comforted:

"It's okay, just spit it out."

Su Heng looked at his palm thoughtfully.

It seems that reciting the Mind-Purifying Mantra does not necessarily have to have foreheads touching each other to be effective, skin-to-skin contact is enough.

"You watch first."

After giving the instructions, Su Heng went out and continued moving forward. Before he reached the door of Yuanjing Tree House, he heard a sound.

"I love you!"

"Wan'er, am I great?"

"I can come again!"

The movement that should have made people blush turned out to be extremely weird because only Yuan Jingshu was shouting from the beginning to the end.

Su Heng frowned.

Uncle Third Master ate a rat raw, but thought it was a barbecued bamboo rat. Uncle Second Master is exercising, but who will be accompanying him?

Su Heng knocked on the door of Third Master Uncle's room.

The movement in the house suddenly stopped.

"Who is it? It's late at night!"

"It's me, Su Heng."

"Why are you knocking on my door if you don't sleep at night? We'll talk about something tomorrow, I'll be busy right now!"

"Uncle Second Master called us over to have supper together."

"That guy started cooking again, right? How many times have I said, don't eat in the house, it will attract rats! I won't eat, you tell him... what, you want to eat? It's okay, I'm in good condition. So. Do you want to eat? Oh, okay, then go and open the door!"

The night was very quiet, and the soundproofing of the old house was poor, so you could basically hear the conversations inside clearly. Yuan Jingshu was obviously talking to him in the first half.

As for the second half, it is not difficult to infer from the context that he was talking to Lin Wan'er.

But Su Heng didn't hear Lin Wan'er's answer, Yuan Jingshu was still the only one talking to himself.

Someone came to open the door.

Listen to the footsteps, they are very light. People walking should be barefoot.

pat, pat.

The door opened.

It was not Yuan Jingshu who appeared at the door.

Judging from the tattered cheongsam, it should be Lin Wan'er.

But Su Heng couldn't be sure whether it was because the body in front of him had no head.

There is nothing above the neck, and even a cross-section of the spinal cord can be seen.

There is no doubt that this is a dead body. But it still came over, opened the door, and made a yawning gesture.

Su Heng clenched the dagger in his hand.

"What delicious food did Jinghong cook that kept you guys up half the night?"

Lin Wan'er opened her mouth to speak, but her voice came from behind.

Su Heng turned back suddenly.

Above the beam, a head hangs. The wind blew, and the head turned slightly to face him.

Although the face was old and decayed, Su Heng still recognized her as Lin Wan'er with the familiar beauty mark at the corner of her mouth.

The beauty in cheongsam who made Yuan Jingshu dream about her and was willing to give up everything and live in seclusion in the mountains.

The cloudy eyeballs on his head rotated left and right twice before he managed to straighten up, and his cracked lips opened and closed and said:
"It's strange. Why are you looking back? I'm obviously here. Huh? Can you see me? Ah, he can see me!"

Without using a spiritual mirror to judge, Su Heng knew it was an evil spirit.

The headless body behind him reached out to grab it, but was kicked into the room by Su Heng.

Then he suddenly jumped up and ripped off Lin Wan'er's head with one hand. Before the other party could react, he stabbed the dagger into his eye socket and pressed the switch.

"Fuck!"

The suddenly generated magnetic field tore apart the evil spirit's consciousness in an instant, and the high temperature burned the rotten flesh and emitted a burst of white smoke. Lin Wan'er let out a heart-rending cry and tried to struggle, but what awaited her was only the second knife that followed closely.

The wailing stopped suddenly, and the whole head fell silent instantly.

dead?
Before Su Heng had time to check further, he heard a frightened scream coming from the room.

"Wan'er? Wan'er! Kill... someone! Kill someone!"

Yuan Jingshu's scream tore apart the quiet night.

The other heads hanging high in the aisle were all trembling slightly at this moment, as if they were showing signs of waking up.

Su Heng rushed into the house immediately.

At this time, Yuan Jingshu was naked and had no clothes on, holding Lin Wan'er's body in his arms.

He pressed his hand on the corpse's chest, seeming to be trying to stop the woman's bleeding. Seeing Su Heng rushing in, Yuan Jingshu was angry and frightened.

But all he could do was shout at the top of his lungs:

"Murder!"

"Come on, kill someone!"

Xia Xiaoling heard the news and came to support. She first glanced at Su Heng with a puzzled expression.

When he was about to speak but stopped, he was reminded:

"Don't be in a daze. How about it? Is my uncle still a human being?"

Su Heng's tone was indifferent.

After reacting, Xia Xiaoling checked Qi Yuan Jingshu's status and gave a positive answer.

"Well, he's a human being."

It's good to be human.

"Uncle Master, listen to me..."

Su Heng stretched out his hand, but was pushed away.