Ghostly mysterious girl

Chapter 67 Tracing the Truth (6)

The lonely tomb without a tombstone is now overgrown with weeds, and the weeds have grown to half the height of a person. If the old woman hadn't pointed it out, Feng Shishi really wouldn't be able to tell that it was a tomb.

The old woman said, "This is the tomb."

Feng Shishi nodded, turned around and said to her: "It's none of your business, you can go down the mountain now."

"Okay."

The old woman seemed to have received some kind of pardon, with a joyful smile on her face, she turned and went down the mountain.

Feng Shishi looked at the heartless back of the old woman, sighed endlessly in his heart, turned his head and said to Yan Zhengting: "You put the stone down first."

"Hmm." Yan Zhengting put the stone on the ground, walked to her side, and asked her curiously, "What are you going to do next?"

Feng Shishi raised his right hand, and when he clenched it into a fist, her soul-attracting stick appeared in his palm. With a strong swing, a sword energy flashed out, and instantly chopped off the weeds on the lonely grave.

After chopping back and forth a few times, like cutting hair, the original appearance of the lonely grave was quickly revealed.

The solitary tomb is made of gray bricks, but there are only half of the bricks, and the other half has been destroyed. Judging from the signs of destruction, it is estimated that it was caused decades ago.

The construction of this tomb is also very strange. It doesn't look like a tomb, but it looks a bit like a pot lid.

Yan Zhengting asked her, "What are you looking at?"

Feng Shishi shook his head slightly, bit the soul-inducing stick in his mouth, quickly made several complicated gestures with both hands, squatted on the ground suddenly, and hit the ground with both palms forcefully.

A prototype white light formation suddenly appeared on the ground, and the formation only lasted for a few seconds before disappearing quickly.

This talisman is called the "Ghost Recognition Talisman of the Underworld", and its power can penetrate three meters underground to identify whether there is any dampness within these three meters.

Feng Shishi stood up slowly, his body swayed, and he almost couldn't stand up.

Yan Zhengting hurriedly supported her, and said anxiously, "Are you okay?"

Feng Shishi shook her head, but her complexion was not very good, not only her complexion was bad, but her expression was also very bad.

After a moment of silence, Feng Shishi raised his head to look at his monstrous face, and said in a low voice, "There are many things under this grave."

Yan Zhengting was taken aback for a moment, and asked her, "What is it?"

"It's the prey that fell into the trap. Some of them may have been trapped below for hundreds of years." Feng Shishi's voice was a little weak, and he suddenly let go of his support, and walked to the big rock.

Slowly raised the soul-attracting stick, then quickly inserted it, and the boulder was pierced and cracked in the blink of an eye.

Yan Zhengting's expression changed slightly, and he asked her, "What are you doing?"

Feng Shishi looked at the gravel on the ground and said in a low voice, "It's this rock that prevented those ghosts from reincarnating last night."

"You mean, the black shadow last night?"

Feng Shishi nodded, and her body couldn't help shaking again, but she supported her body with the soul-absorbing stick in time, so that she didn't fall down.

Explained: "Someone cast a spirit-calling spell here, as long as ghosts pass by here, they will be trapped by the spirit-calling spell. After a long time, they forget where they came from and where they are going. Naturally, this place becomes theirs. New home. The ghost messengers will ignore the places where there are spells, so these ghosts can't reincarnate, and there is no one to guide them to reincarnate, and this stone is the foundation of the incantation."

"It's so vicious." Yan Zhengting said with emotion, if he hadn't come to this kind of place with her, he really wouldn't have known such a vicious person existed in the world.

Feng Shishi sighed softly, looked back at him, and said, "I guess this spell is only for trapping that red-clothed female ghost, and the other ghosts should be innocent."

"That female ghost in red is also down there now?" Yan Zhengting couldn't help asking.

(End of this chapter)