forbidden area

Chapter 239 Guzaku People
I took a deep breath, opened my mouth and said, "I'll do it myself."

"Okay." The woman's voice sounded again, and then she heard the sound of shoes stepping on the floor.

After the woman left, I quickly asked Huang Daxian, "What happened just now?"

"Didn't you notice that this ceremony is called blowing lanterns in the dark? If I'm not wrong, it must be related to blowing lanterns. There is a lantern hanging at your door. Do you think it's a coincidence?" Huang Daxian said.

When Huang Daxian said it, I suddenly realized something. I reached out and knocked on the table, and said, "Then what should we do now?"

"I don't know, but I personally suggest to keep playing with this ceremony. After all, you have a lot of trivial matters on your body now. Relying on this ceremony, you can also solve some troubles." Huang Daxian said.

After listening to Huang Daxian finished speaking, I also nodded, it is true, before I could say anything, Huang Daxian continued to say, "And I also feel that a breath has been locked on you, you don't want to play." No more."

"Ah?" I was taken aback by Huang Daxian's words, "When?"

"It seems that the old man asked you if you want to light the lamp, and after you agreed, the breath locked on." Huang Daxian said.

"You mean, the key point is the lamp?" I turned my head to look at the lamp hanging at the door, feeling a little uncertain.

"It should be. Go and bring that thing in. Seeing it flickering outside, and then being blown out by the wind, you will feel better." Huang Daxian said.

I nodded, got up and went out to take down the lamp. When I went out, I was a little panicked. After all, all the dirty things in this store were invisible. Maybe I saw something when I went out. Things, it’s not good to spill the lights!

Fortunately, there was nothing at the door. When I opened the door, there was only an oil lamp hanging there, crackling. I looked at the corridor, not only my room, but also the doors of other rooms. With oil lamps on, the flickering corridors give people a gloomy feeling.

And I don't know if it's my illusion, I always feel that in the depths of the corridor, there seems to be something staring at me all the time, it's that kind of curious gaze, which makes me feel a little hairy.

I looked at the place where my gaze was, I thought there was nothing there, but I didn't expect that when I turned my head, I saw a room in the row of rooms on the right with the door opened, and a child with a thick head and a thick head She poked out half of her head and looked at me curiously.

Those pitch-black eyes seemed to be able to directly hit my heart, making me freeze in place.

Realizing that I had noticed him, the child quickly retracted his head, and the door closed with a click.

"What the hell is that kid?" I asked quickly.

"It should be a human being. I didn't feel any yin in him. I guess he is a tenant living in this inn." Huang Daxian said.

I said oh, maybe I have seen a lot, I didn't take it too seriously, after all, even if it is really a ghost, I have seen a lot, I have seen thousands of blood corpses, Although this situation is weird now, it really shouldn't cause me too much psychological fluctuation. After all, the sea was once too difficult.

As a result, as soon as I finished thinking, the oil lamp in my hand made a crackling sound, and an oil painting exploded, and the fire shrank into a little grain of rice. I was so frightened that my heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.

But fortunately, the fire light came back slowly, so I breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that I can't pretend to be coercive in the future. If I pretend to be coercive, my life span will be scared off by ten years.

After I got the oil lamp back, I put it on the table, and the originally dim room began to brighten at this time, but this feeling of flickering is not as good as completely immersing myself in darkness.

At this time, Huang Daxian suddenly said, "Hey, this wick... is interesting."

"What?" I asked.

"We'll get ready in a while. After blowing out the lamp, we'll take out the wick. This is a good thing. It might save your life later!" Huang Daxian said.

"What's the use of this!" I asked, and calmed down to look at the wick. Not to mention, it really made me see something. I don't know what the wick is made of. Yes, the fire that burned out was not an ordinary fire, but the fire looked like a human face, to be precise, it looked like a hideous grimace, the burning flame seemed to be a grimace, and the roaring burning sound It was as if a ghost was roaring, and when I listened carefully, I felt chills in my heart.

"This should be the wick made from the human skin of the Guzaku people after drying, mixed with straw rope. This kind of wick has one advantage. The fire from the wick can warm and nourish the little devil. You know, in my In the [-]s, the human skin of the Guzaku people was nowhere to be found, and I never thought that such a rare thing would be used to light lamps in this place!" Huang Daxian took a deep breath and said.

Guzaku people?When I heard this name, my heart suddenly trembled, as if I remembered something, but when I thought about it carefully, I couldn't think of anything.

At this moment, I heard another cough coming from the corridor. It was from the old man. The cough and footsteps slowly approached, but every time I reached a place, I seemed to stop for a while. About two or three minutes later, there was a knock on the door of my room, "Guest officer, are you still there?"

"Yeah." My heart tightened, and I answered.

"There is a small event in the store tonight, is the guest interested in participating?" The old man said while coughing. I even wondered if he would just cough to death.

"What should I do? Do you want to agree?" I quickly asked Huang Daxian.

Huang Daxian thought for a while, and said, "Agreed, anyway, you can't escape this matter if you want to, and who knows what will happen after you refuse."

I nodded, took a deep breath, and said, "When will it start?"

"I'll count the number of people first, and I'll inform the guest officer later." The old man said.

"Then trouble the old man." I said politely. After all, according to what Huang Daxian said, the owner of this inn is obviously a powerful person, so even if the old man is not the owner of this inn, he should at least be an old man.

"It's okay." The old man said halfway, and then said, "Guest officer, is the brightness of this light okay?"

I looked at the crackling oil lamp on the table and said, "It's okay."

"That's good, that's good!" As the old man said, he left the door of the room with a sinister smile.

After the old man left, even I felt a very strong gaze locked on me, giving me a feeling that even if I wanted to run, I would never run away.

This look is like a needle stuck in my back, it makes people feel uncomfortable to death.

"It seems that you are being targeted!" Huang Daxian smiled bitterly, and then said, "But I have to say that this is a good fortune. I searched for this place many times, but I couldn't find it. I didn't expect you to come to Changsha this time, and found this place by mistake."

I chuckled and said, "There's nothing I can do about him being handsome."

"Go away, you should think about how to get out of this place. In my era, although some people came in and went out, I can tell you that very few people went out." Huang Daxian said.

I frowned. Since Huang Daxian said it was dangerous, it must be very dangerous. At this moment, I suddenly felt something in my palm.

There seemed to be something carved on the chair I was sitting on. I touched it carefully, and it seemed to be a row of characters.

I froze for a moment, picked up the oil lamp on the table, squatted down, and wanted to see what was written on the chair.

The light from the oil lamp soon shone on the chair. It was a row of strangely shaped ancient characters, but I only took one look and understood the meaning, "Wang Pan, you are finally here!"

Wang Pan?I was taken aback, this was reserved for me?
Just when I was thinking about what this meant, I suddenly found that under the dim light, there seemed to be something squatting under the table, with its eyes wide open...

staring at me.

(End of this chapter)