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Chapter 1906 suicide mural

After finally climbing up the steps, my heart that had been hanging around was finally relieved. I didn't even have time to breathe. I quickly pulled Han Laoliu and the others up with the first Xiaobailong in the first year of the Chu Dynasty.

Afterwards, our group was so tired that we leaned against the stone wall and gasped.

Even the little white dragon's forehead was sweating.

However, as soon as this guy's sweat appeared, it condensed into a white frost, and the air he was breathing was extremely cold, turning into white smoke, as if he was in the cold winter month.

Han Laoliu carefully took Miss Caiyun's scattered hair behind her, took out strong wine to make her breath, and the expression on her face gradually returned to normal.

After a long rest, we set off again.

But what surprised me this time was that Xiao Bailong actually proposed to let Miss Caiyun walk in the front, and even Han Laoliu did not object.

The one who followed Caiyun was naturally Han Laoliu, followed by Xiaobailong, and then me and Chuyi.

A group of five people followed the narrow steps for several turns. After walking about a hundred meters, a dark hole appeared in front of them.

Almost exactly the same as what we had passed before, the stone walls were covered with large and small gun holes.

It seems that it must have been a lot of institutions back then and it was very dangerous!

As we walked, some murals suddenly appeared on the stone wall.

The stone walls are clear gray, but the color of the murals is like blood, which is extremely dazzling under the light of flashlight.

The strokes are curved and unreasonable, and look like the last work left by a certain abstract painter of Picasso.

If you carefully identify it, it turned out to be a scene of suicide!

Some people took a long knife to cut their stomachs, some hanged themselves on a tree branch, were about to jump down, and some were tied to a big stone on their feet and wanted to jump into the river.

Although the lines depicted are very abstract, once the content of the painting is seen, the scene becomes clearer and clearer. It is even more realistic than the photos, making people feel creepy immediately!

Immediately afterwards, I found that the people on the murals looked very familiar, and seemed to have seen them somewhere.

Boss Bai, Xu Guangsheng, Liang Master...

Li Mazi, Yin Xinyue, Xiaofan...

"Stay!" Suddenly, a loud shout sounded in my ears.

At the same time, I felt a little boiling and hot in the middle of my eyebrows. I was shocked and woke up suddenly.

After looking again, Chu Yi pointed one hand at the middle of my eyebrows and the other hand tightly grasped my wrist.

But I was pinching an invisible needle on my wrist and was about to pierce my throat!

There was a talisman on Xiaobailong and Han Laoliu's heads, and they stood there motionlessly.

The little white dragon formed a knife with his palms, and a shiny ice blade condensed at the edge, which was less than three inches away from his neck.

Han Laoliu drew out the ancient sword, and the tip of the sword faced his heart, and thick green blood had already flowed out.

Miss Caiyun was a little panicked and grabbed the hilt of his sword tightly.

Is this an illusion? Even Xiaobailong and Han Laoliu were not spared.

"What's wrong?" I asked in shock.

"It's so dangerous!" When Chu Yi saw that he had controlled the situation, I woke up, and then wiped two cold sweats. He said with lingering fear: "This is the Japanese secret method of heart disordered confusion. When he sees this confusion, mortals will unconsciously be fascinated. If it weren't for the mantra that Master Yiqing taught me that worked, I'm afraid that we would all commit suicide without waiting for others to take action!"

As Chu Yi said, he bit his fingertips and lit the foreheads of Xiao Bailong and Han Laoliu, and kept muttering something, then shouted "Qi!"

The two of them suddenly fell into trouble and woke up. Like me, they knew nothing about what they were doing.

"It seems that this passage is indeed very dangerous. Our trip to the underground palace has just begun." Chu Yi said, and took out a few talismans and distributed them to us and said, "This is the Yellow Ni Guan Secret Talisman that Taoist Master Yiqing taught me to draw. Each of them drips a few drops of blood."

We took it in our hands without hesitation.

The little white dragon bit his fingertips, and drops of white blood that looked like milk fell on the talisman, and immediately turned into a piece of frost.

call!

The talisman paper shattered, and a black figure floated out from the little white dragon's head and disappeared immediately.

When Chuyi saw Han Laoliu looking at Miss Caiyun, he was reluctant to use it, and said, "These magic was stolen by the Onmyoji Master of the Amaterasu clan from the Tang Dynasty. These Yin and Yang Masters all swear to be loyal to the Amaterasu gods. They have already opened the altar to exclude Amaterasu's bloodline. In other words, these things have no effect on Caiyun at all, not to mention that she has been stolen now, and she can't even remember who she is, and she will not get into illusions."

"That's it!" Xiao Bailong said angrily: "You can just use it yourself. Can you still not give Cai Yun a picture on the first day of the Chu Dynasty?"

When Han Lao Liu heard this, he smiled awkwardly and dripped two drops of thick green blood on the paper talisman.

Similarly, a black shadow floated out from the top of his head and turned away.

I have never heard of the disordered and confusing marks, but I have seen these similar records in the "Yin Fu Jing".

This is called the ghost-born curse.

Among the major sects in the world, there is one sect that is quite extreme. From beginning to end, it wants to cultivate itself into a ghost. As a ghost, it is neither destroyed nor destroyed, nor enters the cycle of reincarnation, thereby achieving the state of immortality. Whenever it reaches the extreme of cultivation, it will be prepared and set up an altar to commit suicide.

The last picture they painted with blood on their own before their death was called the Ghost Life Curse.

In other words, from this moment on, another new ghost was born, and this is a celebration of his new life.

When others see such pictures, they will be fascinated by it and unconsciously want to imitate it.

However, the general ghost curse is only effective for ordinary people. Not to mention me, even the witch who is just beginning to enter the threshold can control himself and not be affected.

Thinking of this, it is not easy for a person who draws the ghost life curse. At least he has extremely high cultivation when he dies, and he is above me.

I looked at the mural in front of me and felt shocked-

The life and death contract, the ghost life curse, the Nine Yin Critical Killing Formation, these magical magic that disappeared as early as the Tang Dynasty in China actually appeared in the ancient Japanese tombs.

This shows how sharp the Onmyoji who followed Amaterasu's master back then was!

However, when the God Emperor Amaterasu was at its peak, the Nine Gate of China was not completely lonely, and there were still many people who mastered the top secret techniques. Due to the pursuit of the so-called righteous people, some people secretly crossed the east and fled to Japan.

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As Chu Yi said: You must not be careless in this trip to the underground palace! Otherwise, you may not even know how you die, and your soul will be gone.
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