Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 126 Mist Chamber
In the dark and eerie stone chamber, a simple altar was built on the altar table.

Burning incense sticks and candles emit light smoke and candlelight.

A handful of glutinous rice and two peeled longans were placed as offerings, without any plates or bowls, but directly on the altar.

A strange statue of an evil god with three heads, six arms and five eyes stood quietly in the center of the altar.

Its ferocious movements are sacred, yet carry a strong sense of evil and spookiness.

It stared at Ran Qing. In the flickering candlelight and the dimming light, the evil god's smile seemed to come alive.

Ran Qing lowered his head and beat the small pocket drum in his hand.

dong dong dong-

There were three more dull drum sounds. Ran Qing dipped his right index finger on his bloody knee and smeared the blood on the statue in front of him.

His dark whispers echoed in the darkness, seeming to carry an eerie reverberation.

"...One drop of blood to honor heaven and earth, two pecks of aged rice to feast the immortals and gods."

dong dong dong-

Three more dull drum sounds were heard, and the incense and candles on the makeshift altar suddenly began to tremble in the cold wind.

The lights of the two flashlights in the stone chamber went out at the same time.

The bronze mirror, Ran Qing, Mo Li, Little Mianhua... almost everything in the stone chamber was submerged in darkness.

Even Ran Qing, who was sitting beside the altar, had half of his body disappeared into the shadows, as if swallowed by the endless darkness.

His profile was gloomy and strange under the flickering candlelight, and his lips continued to move.

But the sound he made gradually became cold and rough, and it was not Ran Qing's own voice at all.

It doesn't even sound like a living person could make a sound...

"Come and worship the moon when the sun sets. Please respectfully invite the immortal to sit down and dine in the hall!"

dong dong dong-

There were three more dull sounds, and Ran Qing took out a handful of incense ash from his canvas bag and sprinkled it directly onto the simple altar in front of him.

When the incense ash touched the burning candle flame, the dancing flame suddenly rose up.

A strange and sinister fog suddenly burst out from the air and instantly submerged Ran Qing in the stone chamber.

Ran Qing's eyes narrowed. He had already taken off the Nuo opera mask, but he could actually hear the roars of the evil masters behind the mask.

But the roars were still blocked by a thick layer of glass, and Ran Qing could not hear them clearly.

He sat cross-legged in the thick and gloomy fog, as if he had fallen into the underworld. The air was filled with a cold and biting gloomy aura.

Ran Qing could even vaguely feel something slowly moving in the fog.

The thing seemed huge, swimming in the mist, circling Ran Qing like a giant snake.

Ran Qing's hairs stood up instinctively.

When a creature encounters a powerful monster that it cannot resist, an ancient fear is awakened...

The evil god has arrived!

Ran Qing realized this, swallowed his saliva, and did not dare to stop beating the drum.

dong dong dong-

Three more drum beats rang out, and Ran Qing's voice, which had become hoarse and strange, slowly rang out in the fog.

The sneaky ritual continued.

"... all the neighbors are old guests, and the locust trees nod and ask about the future."

dong dong dong-

The dull and eerie sound of drums echoed in the fog.

In the mist, a pale human face seemed to appear and disappear.

It seems to be smiling, but between the eyebrows and eyes of the smiling face, there are three slender eyeballs piled up, like the three flower ornaments on the eyebrows of ancient women.

Ran Qing stared at the pale face and saw an extremely large, dark and strange head wriggling beneath it...

………………

In the dark and gloomy stone chamber, the long-lost dull drumbeats suddenly rang out.

As the dull sound of drums rang out, candlelight suddenly lit up in the originally dark stone chamber.

The direction of the altar, which had previously been completely dark, now lit up again with candlelight, as if a thick veil had been removed.

Even the two flashlights of Mo Li and Ran Qing were lit up again.

The pale light illuminated the dark stone chamber.

In the reflection of the bronze mirror, the three pairs of dead people's shoes stood quietly in the corner, motionless.

The distance between them and Ran Qing and the other two was only three steps.

The footsteps outside the dark stone room had long since disappeared.

Now the cave is dead silent, without any extraneous sounds.

The zombie seemed to be stationary outside the cave, and there was no sound of footsteps approaching.

Little Mianhua looked at Ran Qing, a little panicked.

"Ran Qing, is the deal done?" Xiaomianhua asked hopefully.

But when she looked at the wooden sculpture of the evil god on the altar, she found that the wooden sculpture of the evil god was motionless and did not change at all.

And the three pairs of dead people's shoes reflected in the bronze mirror actually took another step towards the three people after the light came on.

Now there are only two steps left.

These short two steps are almost right in front of you.

Little Mianhua was frightened by the approaching dead man's shoes, and her fur stood on end. She shrank back to Mo Li's feet in fear.

Mo Li had no time to care about the three pairs of dead shoes. She held the open mineral water bottle in one hand and glutinous rice in the other, staring at the direction of the cave entrance.

If the thousand-year-old corpse outside shows any unusual movement, she will immediately scatter glutinous rice and chicken blood.

But in the darkness outside the stone chamber, there was dead silence.

The thousand-year-old corpse seemed to have disappeared without a trace, and there was no movement at all.

Ran Qing, who was sitting in front of the altar, slowly turned his head and looked at Mo Li and Xiaomianhua.

Under the flickering candlelight, Ran Qing's face turned extremely pale and bloodless, as if all his energy had been sucked out.

He frowned as he recalled everything he had just experienced, but his mind felt blank, without any memory related to the evil god.

He only vaguely remembered that he and the Heretic God had reached a certain agreement with great difficulty...

Thinking of this, Ran Qing stood up, took the evil god statue from the altar, stuffed it into his canvas bag, and wanted to take the wood carving away.

The three pairs of dead people's shoes reflected in the bronze mirror froze in place and could not move at all the moment Ran Qing touched the statue.

Ran Qing looked at Mo Li and Xiaomianhua and said with a gloomy face.

“…We barely managed to reach an agreement.”

Although the price was a bit high, at least the deal was made.

But now, Ran Qing and the others are facing a huge trouble...

"That thousand-year-old corpse has already sneaked in," Ran Qing said to Mo Li, who was staring at the entrance of the cave as if facing a formidable enemy.

"During the few minutes I was praying to the gods, the ancient corpse had already sneaked into this stone chamber."

Ran Qing raised the flashlight in his hand, and the light swept across the dark stone chamber.

"One of the conditions given by the evil god is that we burn this mummy, but..."

Looking at the empty stone chamber except for the three people, Ran Qing's face looked a little ugly: "I can't see it now."

A thousand-year-old corpse with a physical body walked silently into the stone chamber and came to the three people.

But the three living people couldn't see it, and didn't even notice it.

Can this zombie become invisible?!

(End of this chapter)