The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 251 A fish-eyed smile
On the tree on the left, all the people hanging were men. They all had a noose around their necks, and the other end of the noose was tied to the branch.

It looked like they had hanged themselves collectively.

Although their faces were a little dark and gray, their facial expressions were all peaceful, showing no fear or discomfort at all.

The strangest thing is that all of them have their eyes open.

There is no light in the cloudy eyeballs.

The people hanging on the branches looked down at the people coming from top to bottom with their dead fish eyes.

Just like the farmers sitting around the village during the off-season, they suddenly became silent and stared at you who had just returned to the village.

But instead of sitting on stones or millstones by the roadside at the end of the village, they were all hanging from trees.

Their expressions were neither happy nor sad, and they seemed to have no emotional color. However, looking from the bottom up, they looked indescribably weird, making people feel shuddering from the bottom of their hearts.

On another tree, all the people hanging were women.

They were dressed in colorful clothes and had nooses around their necks. They were hanging from the tree and looking down at the visitors with their dead fish eyes.

Suddenly, a mountain breeze blew by, and the people hanging on the tree swayed lightly in the wind. In a daze, the expressions on the faces of the men and women on the tree seemed to have suddenly changed.

They seemed to be laughing.

A fish-eyed smile.

Lu Qian suddenly felt his arm tighten, but Ji Siyu, who was holding his arm, suddenly clenched his fist and grabbed the flesh of his arm fiercely.

Lu Qian did not turn around to look, but he also knew that Ji Siyu must have been extremely nervous at this moment.

Not to mention her, even Lu Qian, although he is used to seeing all kinds of ghosts and ghosts, but in the shadow of this mountain, seeing the smiling faces swaying in the wind and looming in the dim light, he felt... Feeling chilly all over.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe only a moment.

Wang Zirong suddenly coughed slightly and said, "This...should be the mountain god's home."

Lu Qian turned around and looked at Wang Zirong.

At this time, Wang Zirong looked very unnatural. She pointed at the people hanging on the tree and said to Lu Qian: "These are just human skins, bodies filled with grass. Well, this mountain god has collected all kinds of people." A hobby of keeping leather at home.”

Lu Qian asked, "Have you never been to the mountain god's house?"

Wang Zirong shook his head and continued: "But I know he has this hobby. I only know that his home is deep in this mountain, and I don't know the details. However, I didn't expect that he would actually set up his home in Liangyin Mountain. In the underworld.”

Lu Qian nodded and said, "Let's go then."

The entrance to this mountain col is about seven or eight feet wide. After entering the house, it becomes even darker inside.

The inside of the col is slightly wider, and it goes straight into it for more than ten feet, and then it reaches the end.

At the end, there is an upright mountain wall. The mountain wall is upward, but it slopes outward, forming a natural dome.

In front of the mountain wall, there is a large wooden house.

There is a winding road from the entrance of the mountain col to the door of the big wooden house.

On both sides of the road, there are white wax poles nearly two feet long standing on the ground.

On the smooth white wax pole, there is a person wearing it.

The white wax rod penetrates through the person's tail throat and out of the mouth, so that the person wearing the white wax rod has to tilt his head back and open his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Lu Qian remembered a kind of torture called "looking at the sky".

On both sides of the road, there is a white wax pole.The one hanging on the left is a man, and the one hanging on the right is a woman.

Along the road, every ten feet, there is a similar white wax pole standing on the ground.

There are two neat rows of people, like welcome guests in front of a restaurant.

However, these greeters all held their heads high, which was a bit arrogant.

The large wooden house at the end of the road had a row of windows, but the lights were dark inside and the two doors were closed.

When they walked to the door, Lu Qian and Wang Zirong looked at each other.

Wang Zirong looked at Lu Qian, took a deep breath, took a step forward, and shouted to the door: "Uncle Shan, I am Zirong, are you at home?"

After saying this, Wang Zirong stood in front of the door, waiting.

After waiting for a while, there was no response from the door.

When Wang Zirong saw this, she turned back to Lu Qian and asked with her eyes: "What should I do?"

Lu Qian nodded to her and motioned for her to retreat.

After Wang Zirong retreated, Lu Qian took out a yellow scarf and put it on the ground.

After the yellow scarf warrior landed, he strode forward, stretched out his big hand of cattail leaf fan, and pushed towards the wooden door.

The wooden door opened in response.

In the room, it was pitch black.

Lu Qian turned back to Zuo Qiuling and Ji Siyu and said, "You guys wait outside."

Zuo Qiuling nodded.

Ji Siyu was obviously unhappy and pouted, but when she saw Lu Qian's serious face, she didn't dare to act coquettishly. She twisted her body, let go of Lu Qian's arm, and stepped back.Lu Qian took out another moon-cutting door and placed it in front of him.

The yellow scarf warrior took Jian Yuemen and entered the wooden house.

The light from the moon-shaped door illuminates the wooden house brightly.

The entrance is a hall, which is very spacious. There are not many furnitures in it, but they are all exquisite mahogany tables and chairs.

On the back gable facing the door, a row of people stood solemnly.

Looking from outside the door, there was a row of men standing neatly.

There was also no expression on their faces, they just stared at the door with a pair of dead fish eyes.

Lu Qian was not unfamiliar with this scene.

Obviously, these are last people with human skin.

The yellow scarf warrior walked around the room and found nothing unusual.

Seeing this, Lu Qian and Wang Zirong looked at each other, and the two of them walked through the door.

Inside the door is indeed a spacious living room.

In the living room, in addition to mahogany tables and chairs, there are also some exquisite flower shelves, bookshelves and other items.

On these shelves, celadon, potted plants, antiques, curios and other items are placed.

The potted plants here are also crisp and green, but they are species that Lu Qian has never seen before.

In this place with extremely heavy Yin Qi, it is obvious that plants planted in the Yang world cannot grow.

The back gable of the living room was full of people, all in a neat row, all men.

There is a small door on the left and right walls, leading to other rooms.

Lu Qian and the other two glanced around the living room a few times, finding nothing else, and then walked towards the small door on the left.

Still with the yellow scarf warrior in front, he went in with the moon-cutting gate.

The door was very small, and the yellow scarf warrior was short and bent, so he could barely squeeze in by turning sideways.

After the inside of the door is illuminated by the moon-cut door, a delicate screen can be seen at a glance, blocking the view.

Lu Qian stood outside the door and waited for a while, but saw no movement inside, and then walked in.

Inside the door is a row of landscape screens that separate the room into two rooms, the inner and the outer.

The outside room is a small living room, which is much smaller than the living room outside, but more exquisite.

On the inner wall, there is also a row of people standing, but these last people are all women.

Lu Qian looked at the scene in front of him and thought of the scene when he first met the mountain god. He thought to himself: "This mountain god really knows how to enjoy himself. No wonder he likes money so much. It's impossible to buy so many possessions without money."

They are majestic gods, so naturally they cannot steal or rob. That would be too godless.

However, if they want money, there are many ways.

The tugong of Huliucheng is also very arrogant and lives a very extravagant life.

When these gods come to the human world, they don’t bless the world with peace. Instead, do they come here to enjoy life?
No wonder I lost my incense.

When Lu Qian first traveled through time, he never believed that there were gods in this world until he saw the mountain god.

How can a place where gods exist turn the world into a mess and filled with ghosts and evil spirits?

However, to this day, he has no choice but to believe that there is a complete system of gods in this world.

What is ridiculous is that the mountain god of Liangyin Mountain has placed his home in the underworld of Liangyin Mountain.

God hides among ghosts.

So the relationship between this mountain god and the Moon Worship Sect is naturally not that simple.

Lu Qian was thinking as he walked around the screen and entered the inner room.

The back room is the bedroom, with a very large and exquisite bed placed under the wall.

On one side of the bed, against the wall, stood a row of people.

These people are also women with human skin.

These women are all young and beautiful, wearing exquisite clothes, even their faces are painted and rosy, and they don't even look like dead people.

It's just that their eyes, although most of them are very big, but their round eyeballs still look like dead fish eyes.

The contrast between dead fish eyes and delicate facial makeup looks very strange.

Seeing this scene, Lu Qian felt a little funny. The mountain god actually had all these things in the room where he slept. What kind of weirdness is this?
Perhaps because these women's makeup was neater, Lu Qian couldn't help but take a second look.

His gaze swept across the faces of the women in the row, and when he reached the end of his gaze, he suddenly stopped.

Lu Qian stared at that place, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his expression suddenly changed.

Among this row of women, one of the people standing was surprisingly Ji Siyu!

(End of this chapter)