I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 21 Planning

The wind was howling and the chill was biting.

Sang Que didn't remember how long he had fallen asleep. He was suddenly awakened by the sound of thunder.

In the dark abyss, thunder roared across the sky, and flaming feathers floated down. It was the underworld in the dream.

The thunder is the characteristic of the first layer of the Nine Netherworlds, the Wind and Thunder Prison, the fire feathers are the characteristics of the second layer, the Fire Shadow Prison, and the iron thorns around her are the characteristics of the third layer, the Vajra Prison.

The light in Sang Que's heart was a little brighter than last night, and she first checked the numbers under her feet.

One, one, eight...ten more levels.

If there is no heart lamp with sufficient strength to stabilize the soul, once it exceeds the 999th step of the third level, the person will lose control and go crazy.

At this rate, she can live for more than eighty days, or maybe even shorter. I hope that when she returns to the modern era she can accumulate the power of incense and vows and stabilize her soul as soon as possible.

The iron thorns around her were still growing slowly, and the slightest movement of the mulberry bird would pierce her body. She stood where she was and looked up the stairs.

"Yin Tong should be somewhere higher than me. How come I could see him so far away last time?"

Just as he was thinking about it, a blurry image appeared in Sangque's perception. It was Yin Tong standing in the flowing misty darkness, with the stairs under his feet seeming to appear and disappear, and the number was... ninety-one.

Sangque came prepared, so he was not at all panicked this time, and the light of his heart lamp was very stable.

"I don't know what your original name was. If you want, you can tell me. Since we are already tied together, can we try to cooperate instead of fighting each other to the death?"

"I know you are looking for the missing part of your body. I can help you, but I need you to help me first. I don't ask for much. As long as you help me unconditionally three times, within 24 hours... that is, within 12 hours, I will definitely help you get your things from the Taoist priest."

Yin Tong didn't move at all, still staring at Sang Que with his empty eye sockets, woodenly and calmly.

Sang Que frowned, "You should have discovered that every time you were locked in my body, I would suppress you. You can only get out if I release you on my own initiative. If you don't agree, you will be trapped here until I die."

"There is a talisman on the door of the room where the Taoist priest keeps his things. I don't know how many traps are inside, but I am alive. I am not afraid of dealing with evil spirits' traps. My life is in your best interest. You will have to deal with the Taoist priest in the end anyway, so isn't it good to have me as a helper?"

The fog around Yin Tong slowly surged.

Sang Que paused and said, "I can guarantee that if I can't get what you want after twelve hours, my life will belong to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold wind blew around, the mulberry bird heart lantern flickered, and a thick fog blinded the eyes.

The lamp burst into flames, Sang Que opened his eyes and found himself lying on the wooden table. The candle in the soul lamp had gone out by itself.

Her left arm felt a little stiff and cold. Sang Que looked at it in confusion and suddenly saw two words written in water on the table. They were crooked and irregular, and her own fingertips were wet.

"Guichou? A combination of heavenly stems and earthly branches? Is this a name?"

Sang Que didn't know if other evil spirits were like this, but the ghost boy Guichou was quite easy to talk to. Moreover, as a girl, she could read and write, which was rare in this world. He could also understand what she meant, so he was very smart.

What is her origin?
Putting aside his curiosity for the moment, Sang Que took the exorcism talisman and the bamboo tube containing the black dog's blood, stood up decisively, and walked out to the yard.

She would not fight an unprepared battle, and she also wanted to verify the usage of the evil-averting money, so she wanted to try out the power of Yin Tong once.

The night is as cool as water and the moonlight is dim.

The leaves rustled, the female corpse hanging on the tree swayed slowly, and the straw rope rubbed against the tree trunk, making a creepy creaking sound.

As soon as Sang Que stepped into the yard, the corpse began to sway and its toes slowly turned towards her.

Sang Que chanted the word "Guichou" in his mind. Under the influence of his thoughts, flowing gray evil mist began to appear around his body and quickly spread to the surroundings.

The smell of blood filled the air, and the stone mill in front was gradually covered with dark red stains. All sounds disappeared in the evil fog, and it was terrifyingly quiet.

The evil fog flowed past the female corpse, and the toes of the female corpse stopped as it turned towards Sangque, and then turned in the opposite direction.

When the evil fog spread to a range of five meters with Sangque as the center, Sangque felt as if it was pushing a huge rock.

The evil fog of Guichou was enough to surround half of the village, so how come it was only about five meters away from her?
The evil fog can cause hallucinations in people, and it has built-in ghost wall and shielding functions. Five meters is enough for her.

After running a few steps in the fog, although there was no teleportation effect like Yin Tong, her five senses were amplified a lot in the fog and her body was lighter.

If the opponent's five senses are blocked in the evil fog and he cannot detect her presence, then she can completely launch a sneak attack on the opponent by surprise.

Next... Sang Que slowly raised her head and once again faced the female corpse that had been hanging on the tree and had scared her several times.

Kou Yushan said that hanging is a very common evil spirit. Because of the extreme fear and constant oppression of evil spirits in this kind of world, people are bound to have thoughts of suicide, and hanging is an opportunity.

The hanging rope is not weak, but the killing method is simple and easy to avoid.

In the hazy fog, the female corpse under the hanging rope had her toes facing outwards and her back to Sangque. Even if she looked up, the hanging rope did not kill her according to the rules. She was trapped under the tree and could not escape.

There are hierarchical suppressions among evil spirits, and Guichou is obviously stronger than a hanging rope. Ming Zhang had told her this before, so she dared to look up at this moment.

Sang Que circled towards the female corpse, but the corpse kept turning and refused to look at Sang Que directly.

Seeing this, Sang Que rushed forward and finally saw the female corpse's face clearly, with a feeling of smiling and crying.

Sang Que raised her hand and grabbed the female corpse's ankle. A chill passed through her arm, and the corpse's limbs broke off and fell off like a puzzle toy, dispersing black smoke. In the end, only a dark red straw rope was left in her hand, with a knot at the bottom to put around her neck.

Limbs of corpses slowly appeared on the back of Sang Que's hands. His arms were stiff and cold and no longer flexible, but he was able to grab the hanging rope with his bare hands, which even a fruit knife could not cut.

"When you scared me before, you didn't expect today!"

Sang Que clenched her five fingers tightly, and the rope finally turned into ashes like paper ash, and merged into her body along with the surrounding black smoke.

Sang Que had a hallucination for a moment, and his vision seemed to have turned into another person. He looked at the knot around his neck with resentment and unwillingness in his heart.

"Why! Why do you want me to die! Why why why!"

His body fell down, the knot tightened and rubbed around his neck, and the feeling of suffocation came over him irresistibly. Sang Que was immersed in hallucinations, and he grabbed at his neck with both hands, trying to pull the rope down.

With her strong willpower, Sang Que gritted her teeth and told herself that she was Sang Que, not the resentful Liu Caifeng! !
The illusion shattered, and a bone-chilling coldness washed over his body inside and out, but Sang Que felt a burning sensation in his palms.

She raised her right hand, and the mark of the talisman money quickly revived in her palm like a prairie fire.

Sang Que's eyes flashed and he couldn't help laughing.

After being suppressed for so long, the anger in my heart finally came out!

The mark of the evil-averting coin in the palm is the side of the Bagua. After the power of the hanging rope poured in, one of the hexagrams quickly appeared, one long horizontal line, two short horizontal lines, and the last line stopped after a short horizontal line appeared.

My mother wrote metaphysical novels for a while, studied the Eight Diagrams and Qi Men Dun Jia every day, and watched various explanatory videos while eating, such as "Qian Three Connections, Kun Six Breaks". I got calluses on my ears from listening to Sang Que so much during that time.

She didn't remember much of the classical Chinese texts that she had to memorize for the college entrance examination, but she was quite familiar with this stuff.

The hexagram that appears in the talisman coins now is the Gen (gèn) hexagram, with a long horizontal line on the top and four short horizontal lines on the bottom.

The Gen Gua represents mountain. In Qi Men Dun Jia, the Gen Gua also corresponds to the 'Sheng Men'.

Sang Que boldly guessed that as long as the Gen Gua was fully revealed, she would be able to open the door to life and return home.

But now the third line of the Gen Gua is still missing a short horizontal line.

Sang Que didn't feel it was a pity. Even if the strength of a hanging rope could allow her to open the door and go home, she had to fulfill her promise to Guichou first, otherwise she would still die if she went back.

"It would be bad if this mark was discovered on the palm of your hand."

Sang Que murmured, and was about to think of a way to cover it up when she found that the mark on her palm was slowly disappearing, but she could still feel its presence.

The evil fog around had dissipated, and Sang Que quickly retreated back into the house. Just as he was about to go back to the east room to rest, he suddenly heard a "pop" sound behind him and something fell.

Sang Que turned his head and, as expected, it was the blood-stained book again.

After thinking for a moment, Sang Que gave up the idea of ​​touching the book. She dared to do it because she understood the rope.

This book made her feel extremely ominous and she had no idea what it was. It might be the root cause of Liu Jia Sanlang's disappearance and being forgotten.

Don’t commit suicide if you don’t have the resurrection coins.

Back in the east room, Sang Que pasted the two talismans on her body on the door and window respectively. Everything seemed hopeful and she could finally sleep a little peacefully.

going home tommorow!
(End of this chapter)