The fruit of killing life

Chapter 75 Escape!
Even if he was sacrificed to the [Tomb of the God of Xiaoshen] as a "pill head", he only felt angry, not the deep-seated hatred like now.

Cousin, parents, grandpa, grandma, myself, the misfortunes of all of them essentially started from this "sly wedding".

Whether it is the social atmosphere at this time, or from the heart:
If you don't take revenge, you will be a son of man in vain!
Looking down at the girl in the coffin, the skin on Wang Yuan's body shrank by itself, turning into a mask again and peeling off from his face.

It also allowed him to return to his original appearance from the "Stealing Beam Cat" Cui Tong.

Only the tail and ears belonging to the white tiger are still preserved.

Now is not the time when I was playing with Tao Xianniang, and I don't want to touch my cousin through the skin of "Cui Tong".

Gently lifted the red gauze hijab on Huang Wu's head.

He brushed the black hair scattered around her pale cheeks, gently helped her put it behind her ears, and tried to brush away the lingering fear in the girl's brow.

"Cousin, don't be afraid anymore.

You are a treasure that the whole family must take care of even if they risk their lives, and it is also a continuation of the lives of the elders.

I will take you home now, and I will not let you continue to lie alone in this cold grave.

As long as there is no corpse, [Tomb of Xiaoshen] will naturally not be able to easily track down the 'dantou', and your soul can also leave the mirror, and go wherever you want in the future. "

He stretched out his hand and gently embraced the girl in Luan's wedding gown.

For the first time, I felt that it was not a bad thing for my cousin to lose most of her memories, after all, there was the most gloomy and desperate part of her life.

I also made up my mind never to tell her what she had experienced before she was alive.

When Huang Wu was picked up, the upper body of the corpse leaned back slightly, and the bloodless lips parted a little.

In an instant, a ray of green light emerged from the mouth, completely covering the original night pearl in the tomb.

Wang Yuan noticed the strangeness immediately.

Through the lips, one can vaguely see that it seems to be a green jade bead, with dark lines growing inside, forming a blue phoenix about to fly.

"This seems to be a buried 'jade'?"

In this era, when funerals are held, things are usually put in the mouth of the deceased, commonly known as "tongue pressing", also known as "jade", which is also a part of the funeral system.

Generally, according to social class and poor, rich, noble, and cheap, the things in the mouth will be different, such as rice shells, copper coins, pearls and jade, etc.

It will also be carved into different shapes, symbolizing different meanings.

After the death of general kings, princes, royal relatives, and nobles, most of the tongue-pressing objects are pearls and jade, carved into: jade cicadas, jade beads, jade fish, jade pipes, jade cows, jade pigs and so on.

Although small households do not have pearls and jade, rice shells and copper coins are also indispensable.

Traditionally, it is believed that gold and jade in the mouth can prevent the dead soul from starving in the underworld, and prevent the corpse from decaying.

Among the princes and aristocrats, the most commonly used thing to depress the tongue is "jade cicada". They believe that cicadas come out of the ground, and the dead have jade cicadas in their mouths, which means that the cicadas are resurrected and the soul is immortal.

Of course, some of them are effective, and some are not, it all depends on whether they are real natural treasures, or have paid a lot of money to ask warlocks to bless them.

It would be better if the layout is specially arranged.

For example, the original owner of the "Suzaku Bureau", and King Yili who has transformed into the 【Xiaoshen Tomb】.

Wang Yuan originally thought that it was because of the special arrangement of the "ghost house" that his cousin's body did not rot after more than ten years.

Even the skin is still full of elasticity, as if asleep.

Now it seems that the "jade pen" that my cousin used back then may not be an ordinary product in itself.

It is very likely that it is a relic of the original concubine.

And in this kind of "ghost dwelling" that was originally used to raise ghosts, she has been dependent on Huang Wu's corpse for more than ten years, and she may have become a treasure of high quality.

It's a pity that Wang Yuan is just a wild way, and he is not good at ghost magic, so he can't see more mysteries.

He didn't care either, now his cousin's body was the most precious treasure in his eyes.

Just adjusted her position a little so that the contents of her mouth would not fall out.

Snapped!
The tiger tail on the back of the buttocks flicked a loud whip, and gave a soft chirp:
"Mr. Yimuwu, open the way, let's jump out of the tomb."

"Follow the order!"

Although in the underground palace that is very close to the underworld, I dare not jump too far at once, but if the direction is vertically upward, I can be a little bolder.

However, at this time.

Clap la la.
A wall on the side of the tomb of the "outside chef" seemed to be weathered, and quickly disintegrated a large hole that was as high as a person.

A voice that seemed familiar but was too high-pitched came out of the cave.

"I smelled it, and I knew there must be a baby here!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of footsteps that seemed to be walking on tiptoes was getting closer and closer.

At the same time, Wang Yuan's wrist hurt, and the four finger prints that had never disappeared unexpectedly appeared even when there was no bloody moonlight.

The wonderful Taoism that seems to come from the [Book of Heaven] echoed in my ears:

"The sky is clear and the earth is at peace, eternal life is guaranteed, ghosts and gods will destroy themselves, demons and ghosts will hide, and those who dare to violate it will be escorted to Jiuming"

"Yin and Yang are out of order, complaining extremely, and those who are shaken by you will be called out for their crimes"

This shows that the "knowledge" of the same source is approaching, and it is very strong!

However, before the owner of the voice appeared.

Woo-!
The dark wind howled in the tomb, and five ghost phantoms with their shoulders draped across Wang Yuan's body flashed away. Mr. Ichimogo lifted his tiger and ran away.

Although it sounds familiar, since the goal of going to the grave has been achieved, why would you want to let others die?
Regardless of whether he is talking about a person or a ghost, even if the most familiar Tao Xianniang is about to finish, Wang Yuan can run away without hesitation.

At worst, think of other ways to get close to Ge Daoye to find out the secret of the heavenly book.

After blinking.

tread!
Stepping through the dark wind with one foot, Wang Yuan has seen the light of the outside world again.

Mountain mist mixed with billowing water vapor rushed towards the face, finally diluting the strong corpse smell lingering in the nose.

"Is this the hillside where the five bandits almost made themselves alive because they didn't respect 'eat, sleep, sleep'?

The underground palace actually extended here. "

at this time.

The dark clouds in the sky were lower than before going down to the tomb, and there were finally traces of electric snakes moving in the clouds, as if a hearty heavy rain was about to fall.

He was about to urge "Mr. Yimuwu" to continue the transfer.

A loud bang suddenly exploded in his ears.

Wang Yuan thought it was thunder from the sky.

It wasn't until he felt the violent vibration under his feet that he realized that the hillside behind him was flying towards him like an angry dragon carrying endless sand, stones and broken wood.

A flash of lightning struck Wang Yuan's brain.

"This is [Mountain Coffin Magic]!"

That person before was "Pangolin" Fan Zhang? !

The evil wind picked up again, although it was a little hasty, but the five ghosts still carried Wang Yuan and ran for nearly a hundred meters, narrowly avoiding the huge collapsed mountain.

As soon as Wang Yuan stood still, he saw a strange figure already waiting in front of him.

He still had the same muddy robe on his body, with an iron handle protruding from the animal skin pocket on his back.

But his mouth is protruding, his ears are pointed, his eyes are narrowed to the size of mung beans, his toes are raised high, and his head is lowered deeply, just like a big mouse walking upright.

If scales grow again, it will perfectly match his nickname of "Pangolin".

And I don't know what I just gnawed, and my mouth is full of blood.

In Wang Yuan's eyes.

There is also a little old man wearing a [Gongzheng] official robe and a bun, lying quietly on Fan Zhang's back, stretching out his withered claws to tightly wrap around his neck.

He was tilting his head and showing a weird smile to himself, which made people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

Fan Zhang obviously didn't realize that something was wrong with him.

Just staring at Huang Wu and the "Blue Phoenix Jade Bead" in her mouth, she stretched out a limb that was also alienated. I don't know if it should be called a hand or a claw, and said coldly:
"Hand it over! Give me the treasure in the tomb!"

It seems that he has never thought about why Wang Yuan, a strange face with tiger ears and tails, appeared in the accompanying tomb of [Gongzheng].

　Hey guys, Happy Dragon Boat Festival!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)