Chapter 59

In terms of card time, Wen Jianyan is extremely experienced.

As soon as he finished his harsh words, the semi-transparent countdown was suspended above his head, and the countdown just came to zero.

【Countdown: 00:00】

He waved at the woman in front of him with a smile: "Goodbye."

The next second, the familiar, earth-spinning feeling came again.

When Wen Jianyan opened her eyes again, she found that she had returned to the beginning.

Chains and spells hung in the darkness, the room was quietly open, the room was empty, the ground and walls were all bare, and the stench of blood and rancidity permeated the air.

Su Cheng deliberately lowered his voice from behind: "...Someone is here!"

Wen Jianyan's eyes lit up: "Do as we said before!"

The two put on concealment robes and disappeared one after the other into the cold and deep corridor.

In fact, this is Wen Jianyan's first visit.

According to the clues obtained in his world, the remaining seven jars should be hidden in 1316. In this case, if there is any unusual movement here, Po Wen must be left alone.

Of course, if you can find any clues within 1316, it will be even better, but it doesn't matter if you can't find anything, as long as the woman is attracted, he will achieve it.

"Duh, duh, duh."

Shen, the sound of crutches hitting the ground sounded at the end of the corridor, and the woman with a hunched back slowly walked out from the depths of the shadows. She opened her eyes full of white shadows, and walked towards Fang Da 1316 not far away.

Wen Jianyan held her breath and stepped lightly.

Using the effect of the concealment robe, he quietly bypassed the woman's side, and then ran straight to the woman's room!

hurry up!

He bent down, picked the old lock with ease, and burrowed in quietly.

The light in the room was dim, and the air was filled with a rich burning fragrance. The statue of a tall and evil Bodhisattva stood in the center of the whole room, with various spells and instruments hanging on both sides, and the electronic candles flickered faintly with red light.

The room was filled with all kinds of strange magical instruments, and strange crooked lines were drawn on the ground and above.

Wen Jianyan rummaged through the cabinet quickly, hoping to find any useful clues.

Soon, he found a cut down briefing.

In one case, a serial murderer who murdered seven people in a row died violently on the day of his arrest.

Wen Jianyan threw the briefing away.

He stood in the center of the room, looking around the small room that was piled up in front of him, a shadow rarely passing over his forehead.

Looking for the East is Wen Jianyan's strength.

In particular, they are reluctant to "expose" and try to hide their secrets deeply.

Wen Jianyan understands this human psychology too well, so he can always find the location of the item accurately.

But...this time is different.

Because Wen Jianyan didn't find anything, but found too many Dongshi.

Baby skeletons, magic tools, strange containers with a bloody smell, strange insects and animals that have been dried in the sun, small sculptures with strange shapes...

It's almost like an evil sect exhibition hall.

In addition, Wen Jianyan also found paper, paste and dye, as well as several unfinished paper figures.

Every thing made his scalp tingle, but he didn't know what it was used for, let alone where to start.

At this moment, Su Cheng deliberately lowered his voice from outside: "...have you found anything?"

"……not yet."

Wen Jianyan stood still and replied in a low voice.

At this time, he suddenly realized something, his eyes paused slightly, and his eyes slowly fell on the statue of a bodhisattva as tall as one person.

Wen Jianyan was startled.

……maybe.

Su Cheng's anxious urging voice came from outside:

"Don't you have it yet? If we don't leave, the old lady is probably coming back!"

Wen Jianyan: "...immediately!"

As he answered, he walked quickly to the statue of the Bodhisattva, and carefully looked at the brass statue that exuded a strong evil spirit in front of him.

Brass is solid, how to hide the east, huh...

Wen Jianyan flexed his knuckles, raised his hand and tapped the base of the Bodhisattva statue.

hollow.

Wen Jianyan's eyes lit up instantly.

Hit the jackpot!

He stretched out his hand and wanted to lift the brass Bodhisattva statue, but the metal statue was too much. Wen Jianyan blushed and did not lift it up a few inches.

He had to let go and give up the attempt.

Su Cheng's voice sounded again. He seemed to hear a deep noise in the room, and the voice was even more uneasy than before: "...What are you doing? Hurry up, we should go!"

"……immediately!"

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth and roared back in a low voice.

When Wen Jianyan was looking for Dong in the room, Su Cheng stood looking at the wind as they said at the beginning, and his whole body was in a state of tension.

From time to time, he turned his head and looked at the depths of the corridors on both sides, for fear of seeing a familiar figure appearing at the end of the shadow.

"..."

After hearing Wen Jianyan's reply for the second time, Su Cheng took a deep breath slowly, suppressing the surging desire to beat people.

Pooh! If you do this right away, the horse will die of old age!

At the end of the corridor, there were shadows moving, and a hunched, slow-moving figure faintly appeared in the field of vision.

Su Cheng sucked in a breath and subconsciously pressed his back against the wall.

He can only pray now, and they move quietly and quickly, fleeing before being discovered by the other party.

Su Cheng probed into the room and urged in a low voice, "Quick, people are back!"

The urging words got stuck in his throat.

He stared at the room stunned, his eyes fixed on the statue, and he was slowly backing away Wen Jianyan, an ominous premonition suddenly surged in his heart: "You, you... What do you want to do?"

The young man did not answer, but stared intently at the tall Xie Bodhisattva statue in front of him, backed up, backed up, backed up—and then helped start!

He raised his leg and kicked the Buddha statue with one kick!

Simply neat, extremely rude.

The brass Bodhisattva statue collapsed, the metal and the ground collided with each other, making a deafening roar! Echoes in the dark and dead corridor.

"..."

Su Cheng was shocked and buzzed.

His expression was blank and stunned, unable to respond for a long time.

I can go to your mother to be quiet and quick.

It's so quiet!

At the end of the corridor, he was hunched, walking slowly, and his body suddenly paused, and then suddenly accelerated his pace at an incredible speed, like a rabbit out of a cage, rushing in this direction like a trot!

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"Hahahahahaha laughs me, I seem to have so many Antai communities, or I have never run so fast!"

"I can't laugh anymore! What's the fastest way to anger a cult/cultist? Kick over her idol!"

"Hahahahahahaha Wen Po: Little Bizi, wait for me!"

Wen Jianyan grabbed Dong in the groove of the base of the statue, and didn't have time to see what it was. Instead, he put Dong in his pocket and rushed out of the room as quickly as possible:

"I got me!"

He pulled Su Cheng, who was still sluggish, and screamed:

"Run, run! People are about to catch up!"

"..."

Su Cheng collapsed.

you are! We're done too!

Wen Jianyan dragged Su Chengcheng and ran into the distance, the whirring sound of wind poured into her ears, passing by the dark lacquered rooms on both sides of the corridor.

As he ran, he took out from his pocket the tattered paper he had just found in the groove of the base of the Bodhisattva statue, and carefully distinguished the writing on it under the dim light.

"So, what's going on with this copy!"

While running, Su Cheng looked at Wen Jianyan and asked in a raised voice.

Since they came out of the world, he has been unable to keep up with Wen Jianyan's train of thought. The other party obviously has more information than him, and the whole process of action was completely without hesitation. This time, Su Cheng finally found the opportunity to ask Wen Jianyan. this problem.

"Simply put, Mother Wen wants to seal off part of the evil spirits."

Wen Jianyan quickly glanced through the old pages in his hand: "To seal it, you need ten soul lock altars. The key to making it is desire and slaughterI guess, whoever desires so-called, as long as slaughter can satisfy desire."

"She found a puppet full of desires, brainwashed him with the teachings of sex, made him become a serial killer, succeeded in seven soul lock altars, formed a puppet and was caught in the middle, so the remaining three need to be The mother-in-law finds a way on her own."

Su Cheng was stunned:

"So she's eyeing the residents in this building?"

Wen Jianyan replied briefly, "Yes."

His eyes fell on the corner of the paper, and the date stayed for a moment:

"The power of evil spirits will reach its peak on July 15th, so Po Wen must make ten soul-locking altars tonight."

Su Cheng's face turned pale for a moment, and he filled out Wen Jianyan's words with fear: "But the last 1304 failed, and she paid attention to our anchor..."

"That's right."

Wen Jianyan put a new note into his pocket, and then took out the other object he took out from the base of the Bodhisattva.

When he saw what was happening in Dong, his pupils tightened and he almost forgot to breathe.

This is a fragment of a mirror.

Under the flickering lights, it seems to be faintly visible...

An erratic man's figure.

The dark runes covered the pale skin, and the facial features were blurred, as if there were only phantoms left, and the sound was deep in the mirror and fell asleep.

The familiarity made his fingertips feel cold and fearful.

The skin on the forearm started to get hot again.

Grass, the evil spirit is really you!

"!!!"

Wen Jianyan took a breath, and flipped the mirror upside down, as if it had been burnt, her fingertips shivered, and hurriedly put it back into her pocket.

Please, please, please, continue to sleep, continue to sleep!

Suddenly, Su Cheng stopped suddenly.

Wen Jianyan was stunned for a moment, then quickly stopped, looked up and looked forward.

In the corridor in front, several people were moving, and under the dim red light, the pale and smiling faces of paper figures appeared not far away, blocking their way.

"This paper man..." Su Cheng swallowed.

Wen Jianyan lowered her voice and gave an affirmative answer: "Yes, this paper figure is a puppet of a woman."

They were just created by Wen Po, and the pale monsters that made a gurgling noise in the sealed jar were the real ghosts in this dungeon.

The two slowly backed away, then turned sharply, and ran in the other direction.

However, before they ran out a few steps, they saw that a figure appeared in the depths of the corridor in the other direction.

Under the dark red light, the smiling paper figurine stared straight at the two humans in front of him. On the pale face, the two blushing looks especially strange and dazzling.

The two were blocked at the corner of the corridor.

Wen Jianyan yanked Su Cheng over, lowered her voice and whispered in the other's ear, "Wait a minute, watch my gestures, and recite the spell into the mirror."

Su Cheng: "?"

Ah? Isn't there the third soul-locking altar in the mirror! Do you want to go in and be chased by his anchor!

Before he had time to ask his question, he just slowly divided a path among the paper figures in front, and a rickety old woman slowly walked out from the back.

Su Cheng subconsciously closed his voice.

"Duh, duh, duh."

The sound of the crutches hitting the ground echoed in the corridor, and slowly approached the two of them. Every step was like a hammer on the heart of a man, making his heart clenched hard.

Soon, Po Wen's face appeared under the light.

She looked very different from before.

Madam Wen's wrinkled face trembled slightly, the corners of her mouth drooped, her cloudy eyes stared at Wen Jianyan, and she seemed to be a master of the world before. Only by eating meat and sleeping on the skin can you solve the great hatred in your heart.

Obviously, she has realized who is the culprit of the "chaotic" in her room.

"Young man, you have to pay for your actions."

Po Wen's voice was old and hoarse, echoing in the dark corridor, like a poisonous snake hissing.

"laugh."

The young man chuckled, he narrowed his amber eyes, with a slight smile on his lips, and took a slow step forward: "It seems that you haven't realized who I am yet."

Su Cheng watched in horror as Wen Jianyan took a step forward.

……what?

What? who are you?

Wen Jianyan rolled up his sleeves unhurriedly, exposing his arms, on his fair skin, black, with a spell-like pattern spreading his teeth and claws, which had completely covered the back of his hand and forearm, dark red. The light shone with a strange luster.

Seeing the lines, Po Wen's pupils instantly shrank, and she almost subconsciously took a step back.

"That's right, you want to seal the evil spirit, it is my only true God."

The young man's face did not change his color, and the depths of his amber eyes flashed with sincerity and enthusiasm, full of piety and passion like a mad believer, he smiled, and said in a fanatical tone: "I have found a way to put my father down. God wakes up, he will come tonight! Right here, right now!"

Granny Wen was stunned, her eyes flickered, and she looked at the young man in front of her with a sinister expression, as if weighing the truth of what he said.

As Wen Jianyan said this, he gestured to Su Cheng with the back of one hand behind his back:

Quick, it's now!

- Hurry up!