Snake Tangled Three Dreams

Chapter 135
"Bottom of the bridge?" I turned my dagger and glanced outside the bridge railing, frowned at the darkness, "You mean, those severed hands came from the river?"

The bridge was built at the junction of the suburbs of Beijing and neighboring provinces. Under the bridge is a small river. Because the bridge deck is built so high, the sound of the water in the river can hardly be heard when standing on it.

Although I don't know the origin of those severed hands, but if it was something in the river, how could it come to such a high bridge?

"I can't be sure." Liu Wangzhi caught a glimpse of a paper man blocked by the light circle, pinched it up and threw it into the circle, "This bridge has a long history, and it is located on the edge of the city, so its location is a little bit tricky." , Problems can easily arise both on and off the bridge.”

"Is there a problem with the location?" I looked around, but unfortunately I couldn't see any way out, "What is this saying?"
"Have you heard of 'moat'?" Seeing me nodding, Liu Wangzhi continued, "The river surrounding the city border to protect the main city was called a moat in ancient times. With the changing times, you don't need to dig canals anymore. Defend the city, so those natural rivers at the city boundary, in a sense, become the so-called 'moats'."

"Since ancient times, the moat has been a place where yin and yang gather. The two directions in the northwest belong to yin, and the two places in the southeast belong to yang. Yin and yang flow together to form a balance line. The city within the protection line is well-regulated and free from evil spirits."

"But once the yin and yang of the moat are out of balance, the problem will first be around the river." Speaking of this, he paused and raised his eyelashes to look at me. "Have you observed, where is the bridge?"

I have never paid much attention to the sense of direction, and I also came with his car when I came here. I didn't expect him to suddenly ask me questions about directions.

I pondered in my mind for a while according to the route when I came here, and spit out two words uncertainly: "North?"

Liu Wangzhi didn't say right or wrong, but glanced at me rather indifferently, looked towards the side of the bridge, and continued in a low voice, "The location of this bridge is exactly in the middle between the west and the east, and it belongs to a dividing line between yin and yang. , if there is a bridge across the river, it is very likely to be affected by it and accidents will easily occur.

"So this tourist bus accident is obviously not accidental. It should be that there is something wrong with the bridge itself, or something is looking for a substitute on the bridge."

I was almost stunned by him, and after a short reaction, I finally grasped the point, and asked in amazement, "So those who lost their hands were also the ones who had accidents on the bridge before?" Thinking of something suddenly, I frowned suspiciously , "But they have already killed a whole carload of people, why are they still staying here?"

Liu Juzhi frowned slightly, staring at the paper figurines huddled together in the circle, and said in a deep voice: "You are right, if you want to find a substitute, so many people are enough for them to get away, but just now the ghosts crossing the bridge When those things are blocking, it means that they don't want to let the wandering spirits on the bridge leave."

"As for the reason, maybe it was a prank, or maybe..."

"Revenge." Before he finished speaking, I blurted out suddenly, "Maybe they can't leave by themselves, so they are venting their emotions. Through revenge, let these wandering spirits be trapped here like them?"

Liu Wangzhi Xu didn't expect my thoughts to turn so fast this time, he nodded expressionlessly, and slightly opened his thin lips: "I probably guessed what went wrong." He stretched out his hand to me, "Go , Come with me to look under the bridge."

Things have come to this point, of course I have no objection, but just as I put my hand in his, I suddenly realized that my behavior seemed too natural, and remembering that I had promised to keep a distance from him, I shrank my fingers , I kind of want to pull my hand back.

But this intention was quickly stifled, Liu Wangzhi sensed my thoughts, and when I curled up my fingers, he directly closed his palms, wrapping my hands in his cool palm.

"Don't move, wait for me first."

Unable to explain why my face was red, I staggered his gaze, pursed my lips and nodded.

Liu Wangzhi took me by the hand, hooked his fingertips towards the red sandalwood scattered on the ground with one hand, and three sticks of incense flew to his hand, and he handed it to me sideways: "Where is the lighter, light it."

"Oh." I reached into my clothes pocket with my free hand, took out his tin lighter, clicked, and lit the three incense sticks skillfully.

When the open flame of the incense head was extinguished, he waved his hand casually, and the three sticks of incense were inserted into the concrete floor in the middle of the light circle without hindrance.

The circle of light drawn by spiritual power can probably block off the hands and play a protective role. The paper figurines inside were all crowded together and leaning against each other. The enchanting red smoke leaned over, slowly let go of the panic and tension just now, hugged the red sandalwood and inhaled drunkenly.

I stood by and watched, and saw that the snake would also take the initiative to protect outsiders, and even lighted incense to comfort them. I suddenly felt that it was very novel, and suddenly, I felt that such Liu Wangzhi was inexplicably gentle.

It is the kind of tenderness that is warm and will not be revealed.

But this kind of thought only existed for three seconds, and when I bumped into the too indifferent look in his eyes when he turned his head, I quickly threw it to the back of my mind.

Liu Wangzhi saw me staring at him in a daze, gently pulled me into his arms, said without emotion: "Don't be distracted, let's go."

Before I came back to my senses, I only felt the wind in my ears, blurred my vision, and then my heels fell to the ground.

After standing still, I looked up and saw that the white light emitted by the street lamps was far above, and in front of me was the dark gurgling river and six thick concrete bridge pillars.

Liu Wangzhi let go of the hand around my waist, quickly squeezed his slender fingers, and then struck the seal and spiritual power respectively at the stone pillars supporting the bridge.

The golden spiritual power hit the concrete surface, and nothing happened to the stone pillars at the head and tail of the bridge. Then there was only a "buzz", and the two bridge pillars in the middle suddenly exploded with red light. The originally smooth cement pillars, in the dark The golden talisman gradually appeared circle by circle!

The golden talismans drawn with cinnabar are tightly wrapped around the two stone pillars like ropes, and the golden talismans and red mantras form a magical landscape on the river.

"What is this?!" I suddenly opened my eyes wide, unable to close my mouth in surprise.

Liu Wangzhi took a few steps forward, stopped by the water and looked at the stone pillars: "Sure enough, when this bridge was being built, it was piled up."

"Successful?" I followed his footsteps and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

Liu Wangzhi raised his eyes, and the red light on the stone pillar was reflected in his clear peach blossom eyes: "As I said before, the bridge here is on the boundary of yin and yang, and accidents are easy to happen when building the bridge, so we will definitely ask a Feng Shui master to guide us when we build it. And the only way to stabilize the peace of the bridge here is to sacrifice a living person, and the body will be directly integrated into the bridge piles, so that the bridge can be successfully cast."

So what he means is that someone in this bridge pillar was sealed in alive?And these golden talismans are used to calm the soul of Shizhu? !

Crazy, what kind of place is this? How can someone be so bold as to do such a thing? !

I was so shocked that I couldn't make a sound for a long time. At this moment, the red light on the bridge pillar began to become blurred and shaken, and then there were bleak and tragic cries. After listening carefully, it seemed that someone was still beating the cement. The wall is like a sound of desperate help when a person is trapped in a desperate situation...

(End of this chapter)