Chapter 334: Yinshan Village

Kong Xuyang was delighted, but on his face he was surprised, "What are you doing with this book?"

"Used to seek wealth." Bai Liu said faintly.

Bai Liu unfolds the book and several slips of paper, large and small, slip out, which he bends over and picks up and pats, lining them up on the page without slowing down.

These notes are all IOUs, the amount owed on them ranges from a few thousand to hundreds of thousands of dollars, and the date of repayment on each note is heavily marked with a red circle and two exclamation points, which can be seen in the person's fear and eagerness to pay.

Bai Liu rubbed his chin in seeming realization, "I seem to owe someone a lot of money."

Kong Xuyang looked over and laughed contemptuously, saying that he was a poor man.

Bai Liu got a persona that really fits him. He's a hobo in and out of the game, and he's short on money.

Bai Liu plays the role of a junior high school dropout, has been in the social gangsters, crime in two or three times in the police station, because of the generous acquaintance of a lot of people, but also because of the generous debt a lot of money.

By this time the man owed a lot of money, and the lender started to bite him, saying that if he couldn't pay, he would break his legs and make him crawl on the ground for the rest of his life.

The man was scared, desperate for medical help, looking for an evil Taoist he knew, said there is no way for me to make a fortune.

The Taoist said that if you are really short of money, you can find a place of extreme Yin to borrow money, the heavier the Yin energy, the more money you will get.

This fool heard this, just happened to meet the archaeological team to notify him to return to his hometown, he thought, ecstatic - there is a place in the world than his old home dug out of the ancient tombs, but also dirty and eerie Yin Qi is heavier than that?

Wouldn't he be rich if he borrowed from the netherworld in a place like this!

But fearing that something would happen to him after he borrowed the ill-gotten gains, the man still kept an eye out and carefully asked the Taoist if something would happen to him if I borrowed the money in this way.

This evil Taoist heard him to go back to his hometown to borrow Yin wealth, told him, borrowing the ancestors of the Yin wealth is just a lack of virtue, but no big deal, you will fall a little bit of bad luck, but there will be no blood, you are, after all, the descendants of this village.

But this Taoist probably did not expect that this person's village is actually Yinshan Village, a small village with weird funeral customs.

Generally speaking, the descendants of the ancestors to borrow the ancestors of the Yin wealth is not a big deal, the ancestors even if you are angry with you do not compete, that is also waiting for you to die down to hell only to come to settle scores with you to teach you this unfilial descendants, in your lifetime is not easy to do, after all, you are also regarded as their blood relatives, they also count on you to burn incense sacrifices.

But what if your ancestors never made it to hell at all, and are stuck wandering around this little countryside day and night with a grudge?

It's hard to say what would happen if you borrowed yin money from them at this time.

Kong Xuyang withdrew his unsuspecting gaze on Bai Liu, changed to a worried face, hesitantly said, "Evil magic to seek money, hurt heaven and earth, will be retributed ...... not good, right?"

Bai Liu's eyes still fell on the writing, did not look at Kong Xuyang, calmly rhetorical question: "this world can quickly seek wealth are not all hurtful?"

Kong Xuyang was stunned and subconsciously retorted, "How?"

Bai Liu finally gave up with the afterglow lightly swept him a glance: "If there is a kind of evil magic can let you open a company can indulge in oppression of employees and they will not resist, speculation in advance of the direction of the stock market can be cut a wide range of stockholders, loan sharks as long as an advertisement, you can make the compulsion of other people, so that other people can not help but to dump their families and money to borrow your usurious loans at extremely high rates of interest. "

"Even when you play a game to beat a tournament, you can use evil magic to kill a competitive opponent first, and still leave no traces, and finally win and get the prize money."

"You can accumulate a great deal of money by this, but according to you, isn't it all hurtful and unjust gained by utilizing evil arts?"

"Then isn't it true that anyone who does this should be retributed?"

Kong Xuyang was startled by Bai Liu's casual glance.

These things Kong Xuyang all have done, and are the use of game points to exchange props to do, did not leave any traces, Bai Liu how would know?

Hasn't he forgotten all about it!

Kong Xuyang looked at Yang Zhi in disbelief, and Yang Zhi patted his belly to indicate that he was really digesting Bai Liu's memories, and only then did Kong Xuyang reluctantly sit down again: "What were you talking about, Bai Liu? ......"

Bai Liu withdrew his gaze with a pale expression, "I was fantasizing about what I myself might do if I got my hands on the evil spells, and these are the fastest ways to get money."

"This kind of ill-gotten wealth is something I want badly."

Kong Xuyang pretended to be amused and patted Bai Liu's shoulder, "You're joking again Bai Liu, you just said that you'll get retribution for doing these things."

Bai Liu slanted his eyes at Kong Xuyang, "No, I don't think that would be retribution."

"All injurious money is only legal and illegal; the illegal does get retribution, but the legal does not."

Kong Xuyang tried his best to squeeze out a smile, "And lawful and injurious money?"

Bai Liu held up the book in his hand with a sincere gaze, "I was just thinking about how the law will protect the rights of the living, so it's illegal to exploit the living for money by any means, but it seems like it's legal to exploit the dead for money that isn't included in the legal considerations."

"So borrowing shady money is a legal act."

Kong Xuyang: "......"

He felt as if something was wrong, but couldn't put his finger on it.

Bai Liu flipped through the "Maoshan evil arts handbook", there are a few pages were turned to the folds, it seems to be the time to flip through, one of the pages also made detailed notes.

At the head of the row on this page are written three big words, "Make a Shady Fortune".

Mu Sicheng, who was standing behind Bai Liu, quickly accepted his status as a psychic anchor, and has now dedicatedly picked up his camera and started to take pictures all over the place. Seeing that Bai Liu was looking down at the book, he curiously came closer with his camera and read it out while looking at it:

"...... "Fat Yin Cai", wow this is still in traditional Chinese, so hard to recognize, let me see what it says ......"

"Find a new earth burial grave with a tombstone, name and gender, buried no more than a hundred days, pass on the preparation of meals ...... choose three animals and wine (cows, sheep, and pigs), five decadal days, five yin hours (5:00 p.m. to 7:00 p.m.), and carry a piece of longevity gold ...... etc. Travel to do the practice."

"First, light four incense sticks, one sticking into the back of the earth court, the three incense sticks in the right hand facing the west drawing in the air, worshiping the day and night yin and yang wandering gods, and next you have to recite the incantation-"

Mu Sicheng gradually became mesmerized and his tone became trance-like:

"Thundering orders, urgent as a star and fire, the ten directions and three worlds are heard remotely in an instant, the wheel year is on duty, the wheel day is on duty, the recipient of the work of the Cao, day and night, the yin and yang wandering gods, the spirit of the five directions--"

The temple's incense glowed brightly and dimly, and a shadowy wind whistled through the hall, emitting a peculiar, almost feminine echo of laughter.

The statue of the Three Pristine Ones behind Mu Sicheng's back shifted from a dignified countenance to a furious glare, holding up a duster and grinning, as if it were about to hurl insults at Mu Sicheng, the Taoist disciple who had practiced his evil arts right in front of him, and hit him hard.

The crisp ringing of the bell and the sound of the wind came.

The red threads crossed over the coffin swayed, driving the bells at the four corners to start swaying, and the three candles of the three joss sticks lit by He Daniu in front of the idol swayed twice in the ghastly wind and went out.

The lights inside the temple dimmed, leaving only a bit of yellowish light from the hanging electric lamps swinging overhead to hit the idols, and both the idols and the people became repulsive to look at in such blurred light.

The seven old men with kind faces on the black and white photos placed in the temporary niches directly opposite the seven coffins also became inexplicably eerie, staring straight at the four people in the lobby in the photos, and the originally friendly smiles on their faces became eerie.

Mu Sicheng came to his senses with a jolt as he met the eyes of the old man in the black-and-white photograph facing him.

He subconsciously looked at Bai Liu, who shook his head flatly at him, "It's fine, sooner or later I'll have to recite this incantation, it's good to see the effect beforehand."

Mu Sicheng inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Liu's eyes swept through the hall, which had become considerably dimmer in brightness, and suddenly his gaze stopped, resting on a certain two coffins.

Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi were already standing far away from each other, their faces tense.

This game is full of little traps and pits even after playing it once, and just now that Mu Sicheng suddenly recited a spell, and if he hadn't dodged quickly, he caused them all to almost fall into a trap!

These two coffins directly opposite the niche placed in the black and white photographs of the old man kind eyebrows, smile and friendly, at first glance is a good person face, but people feel cold at the back is that these two originally should be a single person of the remains of the photo, in the chaos just now, actually unconsciously turned into a two-person photo.

In these two black-and-white photographs, the two old men, one holding Mu Sicheng, who is holding up the camera and seems to have not yet regained his senses, and the other holding Bai Liu, who is calm, with corpse spots and pimples on his face, and his fingernails turning black and blue, are looking out of the photographs with a gleeful and strange look on their faces.

Bai Liu's eyes pause for a moment at the hand on the old man's shoulder before withdrawing his gaze from the photo and looking at the yellow talismans on the two coffins.

The vermillion on the yellow talisman was dull and the edges were visibly torn, so it didn't look like it would last much longer.

Bai Liu turned to Mu Sicheng: "Take off your shirt."

Mu Sicheng was confused, but subconsciously took it off.

Bai Liu's eyes stopped at Mu Sicheng's shoulder - there was a freshly pinched, black and red fingerprint.

Mu Sicheng leaned back in shock at the sight of the fingerprint.

Bai Liu touched his shoulder, he now also felt some hidden pain in this place, he unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, turned his head to look, and sure enough, in his own shoulder is which also found an indented fingerprint.

It didn't even hurt much because it was so cold.

Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng: "You were just filming the whole time, weren't you? Show me."

Mu Sicheng handed over the camera.

Bai Liu stares intently at the palm-sized screen of his camera, pressing the back button on the camera, his eyes searching for something in the constantly receding image.

Mu Sicheng leaned over, a little afraid to look at the camera screen, and asked Bai Liu, "What are you looking for?"

Bai Liu's finger on the back button finally stopped as he pressed play, "Find something that verifies my suspicions."

The image from the camera began to play normally, and Bai Liu watched with rapt attention.

Mu Sicheng gulped and looked over as well.

The lights flicker in the shaky camera frame, Mu Sicheng can hear himself chanting the mantra to the end of the trance, followed by the harsh sound of the wind blowing out in gusts, and the moment the incense lit in front of the idol is extinguished, the whole picture goes dark and then brightens up again.

Between the darkness and the light, something seemed to appear from the side of Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng for a moment, and then quickly disappeared.

Bai Liu played the place backward and slowed it down once more, and this time Mu Sicheng finally saw what had appeared, and his blood ran cold.

The screen reflected two completely soaked and distorted maggot-covered faces covered in green flotsam, which turned into green and black fingernails pinched on Bai Liu's shoulders.

Then the two old men stared grimly into the flickering camera, leaning over Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng's shoulders and letting out eerie laughs, their blistered flesh cracking as they laughed, revealing whitened strands of flesh inside.

The next second the dim light of the electric lamp came on, and the two faces pasted behind their ears disappeared.

Bai Liu hands the camera to Mu Sicheng, who is already disoriented from the shock, and turns toward the coffin, staring at the yellow amulet on it for a second or two and reaching out, as if to lift it.

Kong Xuyang stopped in a stern voice, "What are you doing! This talisman is the An Fury Mantra that suppresses corpses! If you tear it up, the corpse in the coffin won't be able to be suppressed! Something will happen to everyone!"

Bai Liu didn't care what Kong Xuyang was saying and lifted the yellow talisman without hesitation.

The yellow talisman was flipped over and there was actually a charm drawn on the back!

Bai Liu flipped through his own copy of the Maoshan Evil Arts Handbook, rummaged through it a few times, and quickly found the corresponding talisman for the spell at the back of this.

"[Shade Corpse Charm]." Bai Liu said faintly, "Sure enough, on the surface this one is indeed the [An Anguish Spell], but it has already been tampered with, and another evil talisman [Shade Corpse Talisman] that these drowned corpses turned into Yin corpses was drawn on the back to increase the anguish, and the [Shade Corpse Talisman] on the back is facing the coffin, and is the one that serves the strongest purpose."

"Putting up this talisman won't do any suppression at all, it will only make these corpses turn into Yin corpses faster and come out to plague the earth."

Mu Sicheng was shocked, "How did you know there was something wrong with this talisman?!"

Bai Liu looked at him, "Because everything inside can run out and take a picture with us, this talisman didn't have any suppressing effect."

Bai Liu said, walked forward, raised his hand and dryly tore all the talismans of the seven coffins.

There was a gale, the hanging bell rang sharply, and the lids on the seven coffins kept shaking, as if they were about to topple over the red thread at any moment.

Bai Liu The edge of this coffin in front of him violently stretched out a hand with greenish-black nails and slowly pushed open the mouth of the coffin.