Buried ghosts, ghost marriage contracts

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"I can also..." I muttered these words, but the Taoist priest had lost his breath.

There's nothing I can do about him in this state.

I can't even figure out what happened to him. What could have caused that kind of sarcoma on his body?

I glanced at the Taoist priest's neck and saw that the tumor had flattened a bit and his face was withered...

I stretched out my hand to help the Taoist priest close his eyes and looked at the door that had been knocked open.

This Taoist priest with a sarcoma face came out from behind the door.

At this time, the door is open, and there is still a room inside.

The mixture of black and red looks extremely unusual.

Without hesitation, I walked into the room.

When I chose to enter the ancestral grave, I had no way out.

I don’t think the Zhang family will let me leave. After all, they have been expecting me to come here and they are waiting for me.

This room is basically the same as the one just now, with vermilion walls and antique-like doors.

There are only two doors here, but there are no other ornaments.

I hesitated between the two doors. It was a headache to not be able to see through the double eyes.

If you think about it carefully, this isn't entirely a bad thing.

I have been a little too dependent on the double pupil recently. I trust the double pupil at first glance, and the facts will be based on the double pupil.

Suddenly the double pupil could not be used, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

While hesitating, there was a knock on the door behind him.

After I heard it, something behind the door rang three times in a row, as if on purpose.

This operation seems to be a temptation,

I looked at the door, and something behind the door was still knocking rhythmically.

Boom...boom...boom.

Since it's doing this, I naturally can't stand it.

He decisively ran to the other side and pushed open the door.

This room has some changes compared to the previous two rooms.

The red light coming in from the window was even better. There was blood on the floor of the room and a piece of sarcoma.

The sarcoma lay on the ground in a bloody mess, twitching from time to time.

To this day I still can’t figure out where the red light outside the window comes from. After opening a room,

There is another door waiting for you, and the red light still shines through the window.

Fortunately, there is only one door in this room, which saves you the choice.

Continuing to push the door open, you will see another room as usual.

Suddenly a strong wind came from the side,

Silver light flashed across his eyes, and a hand with blood-stained sleeves stabbed him with a dagger.

My pupils narrowed to catch the attacker's movements. I stretched out my hand to grab the attacker's hand, and half of the mocking wind dragon pattern on my forearm revealed a strange part.

Tick ​​tock...The attacker's arm turned red instantly,

There were bloodstains on the surface of the skin, and blood gushed out from the cracks.

With a cry of pain, the attacker dropped the dagger and backed away.

I took advantage of the situation and attacked him with a knife.

He flexibly turned over and dodged, and my pupils followed him, locking onto his position.

He easily stepped forward and put the knife on his neck.

After his eyes moved away slightly, he regained consciousness and looked at me in shock: "Are you a human?"

I raised my eyebrows and asked, "Are you a human?".

The attacker was a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, wearing tactical pants and a vest.

He breathed a deep sigh of relief and looked shocked. He didn't ask any more questions.

Because he knew that he did not have this right at the moment, and with the knife on his neck, what he should do was explain his identity first.

"I am a first-level agent of the Supernatural Countermeasures Bureau, just call me Lao Liao."

"I have a gun and talisman bullets exclusive to the Supernatural Countermeasures Bureau on my waist, and my work ID is in my trouser pocket. The purpose of coming here is to ward off evil spirits."

He quickly introduced himself in two sentences,

After he told me his identity, I also wanted to express his identity.

So he said without blushing, "Jingchi, a disciple of Taoist Priest Chongming of Fulong Mountain, came here specifically to help the Four-Tonged Heavenly Master. This sword was entrusted by the Sanhua Heavenly Master to me to bring to the Four-Tonged Heavenly Master." Teacher's".

"I have seen Zheng Jin and Li Xugang outside. They failed to escape from the village and are now hiding in a place."

Lao Liao glanced hard at the bronze sword placed on his neck and praised:

"Excellent sword...except for Sanhua Tianshi, there are not many people who can have such skill."

"Did Zheng Jin and the others still fail to escape?".

This information and the lies were enough to make Lao Liao temporarily not suspicious of my identity.

I took the initiative to put down the knife, but my other hand was always ready to strike:

"When they left the village, they encountered blood mist, which also attracted humans and ghosts. Now they can only survive by hiding."

"Old Liao, you should be with Si

Master Tong and the others should be together, how come you are here? ".

"I came to the strange grave and found that it was dug up, so I guessed that you entered here, why are you alone?".

Old Liao sat down and fumbled out the bandage from his backpack to wrap himself:

"You shouldn't come here, and we shouldn't enter here either."

"We all overestimated ourselves. This place is not accessible to humans."

I pretended to be puzzled: "Not accessible to humans?".

Old Liao: "I came to Niuma Village with Si Tong and his group to subdue evil spirits. When we entered this village, strange things kept happening. First, there was an inexplicable blood mist, and then there were human ghosts that only Si Tong had seen."

"The human ghosts were repelled by Si Tong. We were determined to figure out everything and find out what happened in this village."

"We came to the grave, a blood-brown grave mound."

"When we saw this grave, all of us had a hunch that all the troubles and ominous things came from here."

"Just when we were surprised to find the evil spirit When the disaster started, blood mist floated out from the tomb, covering the place in just a few tens of seconds, blocking everyone's sight. The blood mist lasted for a few minutes. When the blood mist dissipated, some people died, including a Taoist priest from Fulong Mountain who was closest to the tomb and an agent from the Supernatural Countermeasures Bureau."

"They fell beside the tomb, and their death was as if they had seen something terrible, with fear written all over their faces."

"They died in the few minutes when the blood mist appeared, without any movement. The Heavenly Master noticed it but it was too late."

I continued to ask: "So you dug up the tomb? ".

Old Liao nodded: "All the troubles come from this tomb. Some of us are famous Taoist priests, some are respected experts in the Supernatural Countermeasures Bureau, and I am also a first-level agent. We can't be scared off by the death of a few people. Instead, it aroused our fighting spirit to subdue evil."

"Then we dug up the tomb and went down. There was a black coffin in the blood pool. We opened the black coffin and continued to go down. You know how to get here later."

"But after entering here and passing through the vermilion gate, I felt panic and regret for not knowing my own limitations."

I didn't hide my desire for knowledge in my eyes. The memory of the Taoist priest who committed suicide before kept reappearing in my mind.

Why did the Taoist priest who came in with the Four-eyed Heavenly Master become like that?

'What happened after entering?'