Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 118: Nameless Evil God
The atmosphere inside the stone chamber seemed a bit depressing.

Mo Li looked at the new line of text, his pupils dilated slightly in shock.

"...The three people who enter this place in two years will die in place of my three siblings?"

Mo Li looked at Ran Qing in disbelief: "Did those three tomb robbers really find a scapegoat and escape?"

Reincarnation does not exist.

If the three tomb robbers left, there is only one possibility, that is, they were possessed by ghosts, took over the bodies of three living people, and walked out of this Taoist temple.

But... can a ghost replace a living person?
The so-called ghost possession is basically an evil spirit colliding with the soul of a living person and squeezing into the body, causing the living person to become crazy and do some incomprehensible strange things.

It can directly replace the soul and let a living person die in its place. It can then snatch the body of a living person and walk out... This is no longer a case of being possessed by a ghost.

Ran Qing remained silent and continued to flip through the pages.

The remaining pages were all blank, and no new text appeared until the last page.

That line of glaring and ugly calligraphy became the last characters in the book.

Mo Li murmured, "I was wondering where those embroidered shoes came from. Those three tomb robbers were all men...it turns out they've already found a scapegoat."

Ran Qing turned around and looked behind him. The corner of the cave blocked his view of the cave behind him, so he could not see the embroidered shoes.

But those strange embroidered shoes did follow them all the way...

Ran Qing frowned and asked, "Could it be that they have been dead for ten years and have really taken over the bodies of living people and left?"

Three old ghosts who had been dead for ten years stole the bodies of living people and walked out of the Taoist temple, smiling and basking in the sun as they walked towards the village at the foot of the mountain...

Even just imagining this scene makes my scalp tingle.

Mo Li looked at the iron box in the corner and whispered, "What should we do now? Should we just pry open the iron box?"

That iron box was the only anomaly in this underground stone chamber.

There are only a few things on the altar, and they are very intuitive.

But no one knows what is hidden in the metal box.

Ran Qing reached into the canvas bag and pulled out a handful of red string figurines.

With the injection of Yin power, all these little red rope figures came alive.

They babbled as they jumped from Ran Qing's hands to the ground and jumped towards the metal box in the corner.

More than thirty little red rope figures were jumping and babbling, which was inexplicably cute.

After they ran under the iron box, they jumped up directly and jumped onto the box one after another.

The old metal box covered with dust was not locked. The little people with red ropes crawled all over the box like ants, and then pushed the lid with all their strength.

Soon, with a strange creaking sound, the old iron box was opened by the little people with red ropes.

A strong, pungent, foul smell suddenly wafted out of the box.

Ran Qing placed his hands in the canvas bag, staring intently at the iron box. He wanted to ensure he could react immediately if anything unusual happened.

But when the box was opened, it was dark and quiet inside, and no dirty things jumped out.

The flashlight shone into the iron box, and a faint trace of paleness could be seen, squeezed and distorted...

Mo Li's face turned pale and he covered his throat as if he wanted to vomit.

Ran Qing took two steps forward and after seeing the situation in the box clearly, his expression changed.

Three bodies were squeezed into this old iron box.

The three adult bodies that were forced into the small space had been squeezed and twisted, with their limbs bent into horrible angles and their bones probably all broken.

Three hideous heads were crowded in the box, staring straight out.

This death was so tragic and horrifying that even Ran Qing could barely bear it. But what shocked Mo Li and Ran Qing the most was...

"Three bodies? Why three bodies?"

Mo Li murmured, "Shouldn't there be only two?"

Judging from the portrait in the coffin, one of the three tomb robbers should have turned into a ghost.

The ghost brutally killed the remaining two tomb robbers.

But now, all three bodies are stuffed in the coffins, and all three tomb robbers died such a miserable death...

Ran Qing frowned and said, "What's written in that book is [Three people who enter this place ten years later will die in place of my three brothers and sisters]."

"So there are indeed three tomb robbers who became ghosts after death."

"But the three tomb robbers are all dead...was there someone else who killed them?"

The little red rope figures on the box ran back and forth on the three squeezed and deformed corpses.

The three bodies that had been dead for more than ten years had not yet rotted.

But they did not have the evil aura that zombies should have. They were piled in the box like three rag dolls, without any movement.

Ran Qing pondered and turned to look at the altar: "This altar may be able to answer some questions."

Ran Qing still remembered that these three tomb robbers hid in Zangke to avoid disaster.

But now it seems that they were unable to escape the disaster and eventually died.

Their murderers stuffed them into metal boxes and left them to die miserably.

However, the tomb robbers relied on the power of offering sacrifices to evil gods and turned into ghosts after death, and now they have been entrenched in this abandoned Taoist temple.

Finally, two years ago, they killed three people who accidentally entered the tunnel and took their bodies to get out of the tunnel.

"This altar is probably the reason why they can take over the bodies of living people after they die."

When the three tomb robbers were alive, they frequently offered sacrifices to some kind of gods.

And they don’t even dare to offer sacrifices outside, but instead hide in this gloomy underground and set up an altar... Can the gods they worship not stand the sunlight?

Ran Qing and Mo Li exchanged guesses.

The girl looked at the empty altar and said, "It's a pity that the altar is empty. I can't tell what evil god is enshrined on it..."

——The three ghosts trapped in this tunnel must be looking for scapegoats with the help of the evil god’s power.

If we can find the real name of the evil god, perhaps we can decipher the death prophecy in the book.

Dealing with evil spirits and demons is the specialty of ghost walkers.

Ran Qing looked at the metal box filled with corpses and said, "This box hasn't been opened yet..."

Maybe there's something hidden in the box.

At least the three bodies had not been searched.

As he spoke, Ran Qing took out a pair of rubber gloves from his canvas bag and put them on under Mo Li's surprised gaze.

Then Ran Qing held his breath and walked to the iron box. He put one foot on the iron box to secure it, grabbed one of the corpse's arms with both hands, and struggled to pull the corpse out.

Mo Li was shocked by this scene: "Are you Doraemon? How come you can pull out all kinds of weird things from your bag?"

Ran Qing looked at her curiously: "What Doraemon?"

"It's just... uh..." Mo Li shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll read it to you later and you'll understand. It's too troublesome to explain."

(End of this chapter)