However, the moment the mirror fell to the ground, the pale woman actually crawled out of the mirror. She let her long hair hang loose, dragged her body, and grabbed me with her equally pale hand!
There was also a series of gurgling, gurgling, creepy laughter.
I shouted Lao Jiang's name, asking him to save his life, but Lao Jiang, who was still talking just now, seemed to have disappeared from the world, and there was no trace at all.
He Lanxue, Yin Ling'er, Lin Jianye and others were also missing.
Everyone disappeared in this corridor. No matter how I shouted, there was only the witch crawling towards me!
Her stiff western limbs and creepy laughter were like a female ghost seeking her life.
I screamed and ran back, trying to get rid of this horrible thing, but I was horrified to find that more and more pale women fell down from the mural and crawled towards me with her!
Just when I was panicking, a pair of cold arms suddenly wrapped around my neck. I looked back and saw that half of a witch appeared in the mural behind me. She was wrapped around my body like a snake, and a coquettish face came close to me.
A bone-deep feeling of ice rose from the soles of my feet, chilling my whole heart. I used all my strength to kick her away, and finally jumped a few meters away, but I saw someone on the way. Crowded with witches one after another.
They stretched out their pale arms and surrounded me. I shouted loudly to them to stay away from me, but no one listened.
I want to escape, but I can't.
I could only be pressed down by countless witches, and I was so anxious that I almost cried!
Gradually, the delicate and beautiful faces of those witches began to drip down bit by bit like melted wax, revealing terrifying and ghastly skulls! However, their bodies still maintained the skin of girls, and they danced a weird dance around me, not to mention how disgusting it was.
Old Jiang, Old Jiang, where have you gone?
I was chanting Lao Jiang's name in my heart, still hoping that Lao Jiang would appear in time, and then at this moment, those pale and cold hands strangled my neck.
The pain of suffocation spread to my chest bit by bit, but these ghosts didn't intend to let me go.
They laughed in triumph, as if they were dragging me to hell to be buried with them.
Am I going to die?
There is no chance to break the curse of Lei Zhen. Aniang will spend the rest of her life like this in the dark underground. I don’t know why, I suddenly thought of Dahu again. Such a naughty fat cat, will it happen in the future? Someone takes care of you.
I really hope it can have one meaty song and one chubby song.
I closed my eyes in despair.
"break!"
However, at this critical moment, a strong and masculine man's voice boomed in the corridor. I opened my eyes in a daze and saw Lao Jiang's face.
At this moment, his eyes were shining in the west, a powerful aura erupted from his whole body, and his right hand pointed at the center of my eyebrows with a sword finger!
It was this finger that woke me up from despair.
I don’t know what kind of magical power Lao Jiang used, but the voice just now was like an invisible sword, shattering all the witches surrounding me into pieces.
At this time, the other witches could no longer laugh. They screamed and tried to crawl into the mural in fear.
But in front of Lao Jiang, they disintegrated one by one and turned into ashes.
what's the situation? I blinked, obviously calmed by Lao Jiang's hand.
After I came back to my senses, I looked left and right. The entire tomb corridor was quiet, and the murals on both sides were intact. Where was the female ghost? There is not a single person missing in the team.
Lao Jiang smiled and took back the hand that was touching my eyebrows and said, "How about it, little boy, is the beauty good-looking?"
Yin Ling'er pursed her lips: "It's really useless. You are the only one of the Western Qilin members who has been hit by this trick."
"Jinglan's performance is already very good, Ling'er, stop talking!" He Lanxue suddenly glared at Yin Ling'er, reminding her to think carefully about how she got down, and forget about the kindness of others, why would she have the nerve to add insult to injury? .
Fortunately, Lao Jiang didn't mock me anymore this time, but frowned and said, "You were hit by a spell just now and fell into the illusion created by the witch for you. Fortunately, you didn't die in the illusion, otherwise even I I can’t save you!”
I was shocked when I heard this. Could it be that if I died in the illusion, I would also die in reality? This is too terrible.
Lao Jiang explained: "Haha, if I don't want to change my apprentice just yet, you would have stayed with those witches forever..."
It turns out that Jin Shu was an extremely terrifying witchcraft during the Shang Dynasty. Once you fall into Jin Shu, your soul will be dragged into the illusion and never come out. To put it simply, it means losing one's soul. Once one loses one's soul, one will die in severe cases, or become dementia in the worst cases.
Lao Jiang's roar just now was meant to dispel the evil spirit, and that finger was meant to immobilize my soul!
In the Shang Dynasty, Jin Shu was often used to punish men and women who did not believe in ghosts and gods. Unexpectedly, it would be placed in the tomb passage, which is really hard to guard against.
When I heard this, I immediately touched my smart head, for fear of something going wrong.
Fortunately, I was not the only one in the team who was hit by the trick. Almost all the soldiers and archaeological team members fell into the spell. Just now, Lao Jiang was afraid that they would not be strong enough to wake up, so he chose to be the last one to save me.
"I'm just a bastard, you damn..."
It's okay not to say this. When I heard this and thought of the scene where the witches almost strangled me to death, I really wanted to punch Lao Jiang.
Lao Jiang was not angry, but took out a cigarette and lit it.
The experts present asked him how he performed the magic technique. How could those witches climb down from the murals so well?
Lao Jiang explained with a smile: "Do you know why the lights here are green? I suspect that special spices are put in them.
It can release a mind-bending smell to confuse us. "
"So when you first came in, you lit a cigarette but didn't take a few puffs. Why?" At this time, He Lanxue glanced at Lao Jiang.
"Yes! Ximei is very smart. I just wanted to use the smell of smoke to disperse the spices." Lao Jiang nodded: "I just didn't expect that the magic spell deployed in this tomb passage was extremely powerful, and my smoke could only weaken it. It’s just a few points.”
"But is there really such a thing as magic in this world?" History expert Bai Shui looked confused.
Lao Jiang squinted and smiled: "If you don't believe it, you can use a shovel to shovel all the murals here to see what's inside."
Several experts looked at each other with confusion on their faces: "Isn't this good? These murals are cultural relics. Just in case..."
"You have forgotten what our superiors told us. As an archaeologist, the most important thing is to rely on cultural relics to restore a period of history."
Qiu Xiuxiu had a clear view. She pulled out the shovel end of the engineering shovel behind her and threw it at the mural. Immediately, dirt flew to the west, and a strange white flute rolled out!
Qiu Xiuxiu just touched it and her face turned ugly, because the flute was indeed made of a child's hand bones.
And the most important thing is that it exactly corresponds to the witch playing the bone flute on the mural!
When several other experts saw this scene, they also joined the excavation industry. Soon they discovered that there were many skeletons embedded in the wall. Judging from the size of the pelvis, they all belonged to young women.
The postures of these young women are exactly the same as the dances in the murals. They are obviously the witches in the murals.
It is not difficult to see that after they were killed, they were deliberately placed in this special posture and embedded in the wall.
If they were really witches during their lifetime, it would not be surprising if they could use magic.
However, these archaeological experts are still very sentimental about cultural relics. They only destroyed one wall and left the other side intact, intending to leave it to the next generation for study.
After all, the Yin Ruins are so big that even if everyone returns victorious, they can only take away one or two cultural relics to prove that powerful era!
"Keep moving forward! This time I will clear the way."
Lao Jiang squinted his eyes, blew out a thick smoke ring, and walked ahead nonchalantly.
But we have only walked halfway through the long corridor in front of us. There seem to be more witches on the murals in the other half, and as the bronze lamps burn, the breathtaking smell in the tomb passage is slowly getting stronger.
Can Lao Jiang handle it alone?
All the archaeological team members present, even those who were soldiers, looked at each other in confusion.
After all, everyone has seen the terror of those witches...
But obviously we all underestimated Lao Jiang. As the sound of his leather shoes stepping on the ground became farther and farther away, one by one the witches slowly struggled to crawl out of the mural.
They let their long hair hang loose, showing their coquettish faces, and stretched their cold hands towards Lao Jiang's throat.
But Lao Jiang didn't even try to hide, he just took a puff of cigarette and blew out a thick smoke ring.
The smoke ring surrounded Lao Jiang, like a sharp weapon to exorcise ghosts, scattering all the arms that were stretched out!
ah!
One by one, the witches let out feeble howls in front of Lao Jiang, but Lao Jiang didn't even look at them.
Just like that, he smoked every step of the way, and whenever a witch appeared, they all turned into ashes...
We were almost stunned watching this series of operations. Is this the same old ginger who is stingy, wretched, and cheats people to death?
This is simply a god-like existence!
