Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 125 Please God
The wooden statue looked a little strange under the pale light of the flashlight.

It seemed to be carved from old locust wood. The dark and solid wood carving was stained with a lot of dirt, emitting a faint earthy smell and a faint strange smell peculiar to locust wood, which was neither smelly nor stinky. Smelling this strange smell actually made one feel inexplicably drowsy.

The torso of the three-headed, six-armed deity is covered with cracks, and tadpole-shaped cinnabar incantations are spread all over the wood carvings, becoming one with the wood grain.

The pupils, formed by the remains of the tree knot, were dark and deep. Three narrow, crowded eyes were drawn vertically between the slender eyebrows.

In his grinning mouth, between his wooden fangs was a small piece of milky white ancient jade.

Just looking at this evil statue gives people an inexplicable creepy feeling.

It was like seeing some incomprehensible, sinister and terrifying existence.

Its broad grin seemed to mock the dying struggles of Ran Qing and the other two.

Ran Qing murmured, "Let's go! Let's open the altar!"

He grabbed the stone wall beside him and struggled to get up, not daring to rest at all.

But as soon as he stood up, his knees and ankles hurt so much that he grimaced and froze in place, gasping in pain.

Mo Li's flashlight fell on Ran Qing's left ankle and found that there was a large swelling with black and purple bruises.

She squatted down and rolled up the trouser leg of Ran Qing's bleeding right foot. Under the pale flashlight, she saw a bloody patch of flesh on Ran Qing's right knee, a mixture of mud, gravel, and flesh, which was a shocking sight.

The girl looked at Ran Qing and said, "Your injuries are too severe..."

She stood up and reached out to support Ran Qing.

Facing the girl's outstretched hand, Ran Qing instinctively felt some resistance. This kind of intimate contact between opposite sexes made the young man's sense of shame involuntarily emerge.

But in the end, he still suppressed his inner discomfort and let the girl support him.

The situation is urgent now, and this is not the time to worry about these things.

The two of them supported each other and walked towards the depths of the dark cave.

"We have to hurry, there are only ten minutes left..."

With the support of Mo Li, Ran Qing walked towards the depths of the cave, taking one step forward and one step back, feeling a little anxious.

He pointed the bronze mirror in his hand behind him, and in the reflection of the mirror, the three pairs of shoes caught up with him again.

The distance between them now is only six steps.

By the time Ran Qing and Mo Li walked into the dark stone chamber deep in the cave tunnel, the three pairs of shoes were only five steps away from them.

The road in this underground cave was difficult to walk on, and Ran Qing was injured, which delayed him even more.

After entering the stone chamber, Ran Qing directly grabbed the statue dug out from the ground and placed it forcefully on the mysterious altar in the dark stone chamber.

He felt a burning pain all over his body, but he had no time to take care of the wounds.

The altar, piled with blood-red wax, exudes a sinister and ominous atmosphere.

This altar is the most dangerous place in this underground stone chamber, and even in the entire abandoned Taoist temple.

Three tomb robbers worshipped the evil god here, and the evil god's power also overflowed from this altar.

Now, as the dirty, muddy statue of the evil god fell on the altar, the red color of the entire altar seemed to become deeper and more eerie.

Faintly, the three people standing in the stone chamber actually felt like they were being watched.

Ran Qing's hands fumbled in the canvas bag, taking out the things needed for praying to the gods and ghosts one by one.

Incense sticks, candles, a small drum made from the skin of a witch, a handful of glutinous rice as a makeshift offering, and two shrunken longans soaked in water...

Mo Li and Xiaomianhua stood on Ran Qing's left and right, ready to follow his instructions at any time.

The three pairs of invisible dead shoes were also standing coldly five steps away in the reflection of the mirror, as if they were staring at Ran Qing and the other two indifferently.

The stone chamber fell into a brief silence.

Ran Qing was already busy setting up the altar, so quickly that Mo Li and Xiao Mianhua didn't dare disturb him. But at that moment, a sharp noise suddenly emanated from the cave tunnel outside the stone chamber, along with the violent shaking of the statues as they struggled to pound the ground.

In the main hall outside, the headless statues seemed to have a new target and were smashing the ground frantically.

But soon, the sound of the ground pounding disappeared, and something entered the tunnel under the hall.

In the dark cave tunnel where Ran Qing and his friends came from, hurried footsteps were approaching.

That thing also knew that its whereabouts were exposed and had no intention of hiding it.

The stiff footsteps, completely different from those of a living person, echoed in the dark cave, extremely harsh.

Mo Li's expression suddenly changed.

"It's that thousand-year-old corpse! It's rushing in!"

At this time, in the gloomy and closed underground cave, there were not only three pairs of dead shoes waiting coldly to kill Ran Qing and the other two.

Even the thousand-year-old corpse that had been hiding in the darkness rushed in at this moment.

Ran Qing immediately took out a bag of glutinous rice and a mineral water bottle filled with blood from his canvas bag.

"This is rooster blood and glutinous rice dried in the sun."

Ran Qing was busy moving the simple altar on the altar table, and said to Mo Li without turning his head.

"If that zombie dares to come in, pour chicken blood and sticky rice on it."

"This bottle of chicken blood and glutinous rice were both refined by me using the Yin Altar. Even a thousand-year-old corpse can be stopped for a while!"

But it can only block...

It was a bit difficult for Ran Qing to kill this strange and powerful zombie.

"And the Seven Star Nail, take that too."

Among the evil magics of the ghost walkers, there is no way to quickly kill zombies.

To deal with this kind of powerful monster with a physical body, you can only fight it with your strength.

Aunt Liu's Yintan is full of soul fragrance, and she can suppress two blood corpses by herself.

But Ran Qing's strength was far inferior.

But the zombies might not come in...

Ran Qing looked at the crude altar built on the altar and took a deep breath.

The zombie was unable to destroy the statue of the evil god, otherwise he would not have hidden the statue back then.

It will definitely not come in to disturb until the negotiation between Ran Qing and the evil god comes to a conclusion.

If this thousand-year-old corpse also has ancient copper coins on it, then it should also have reason and clear consciousness, and would be more cunning and difficult to deal with.

But at the same time, it will also give Ran Qing space to survive in the cracks.

He quickly lit the incense and candles on the altar, threw out the ashes, and scattered a circle of red rope figurines around the altar.

Then, he ignored the approaching stiff footsteps outside, and the three pairs of dead shoes waiting nearby. He simply sat cross-legged on the ground, facing the cold and eerie statue of the evil god on the altar, and began to beat the small drum in his hand.

dong dong dong-

The small pocket drum made of witch skin was struck three times, making a strange and sinister sound.

In the dark stone chamber, the air temperature seemed to have dropped a little.

Ran Qing's cold whisper seemed to be heard faintly.

"…Wrapping your head with red cloth will attract mountain ghosts, and meeting old friends on the green-tiled grave."

(End of this chapter)