Day and night tour

Chapter 106: Using Humans as Bait
"I have already paid my respects to the hall, how can I know?"

After Zhou Xuan finished speaking, he turned around and found that Lu Mingkun was holding four eyeballs in his hands.

It turns out that during the conversation just now,
Lu Kunming swung his bamboo knife and randomly gouged out the left eyes of four people in the wall.

He moved his knife very decisively and was very familiar with the human body parts. It would be more accurate to say that the four eyeballs were "peeled off" rather than gouged out.

With lightning speed, the six external muscles holding the eye in the eye socket were delicately cut, and the incision had a round and delicate feeling.

The four eyes were now calmly held in Lv Mingkun's hands, and Zhou Xuan had the illusion that "Lv Mingkun was playing with walnuts".

For a moment he felt that Fifth Brother was a bloody artist.

"Look, Junior Brother, there is a crystal feeling behind these eyes. Only those who have worshipped in the incense hall will have such a strange change in their eyes."

"Fifth Senior Brother, your research on corpses seems to be a bit in-depth..." Zhou Xuan felt that Lu Kunming, who had never dissected the corpses of many evil people and gods, would definitely not be able to reach this level.

There are some things that you won’t be confident talking about unless you put them into practice.

Lü Mingkun was a little embarrassed and said, "I sew and examine corpses every day in Jingyu Hall, and I have learned a little bit of the tricks..."

"If, as you said, these people have all worshipped in the incense hall, then the matter is even more complicated..."

A female star sealed fifteen people who had worshipped in the incense hall into the wall at the same time. Is she still a female star?
It’s hard for my sister to do it, right?

Zhou Xuan raised his chin towards Lv Mingkun and asked tentatively: "You are a corpse whisperer. Can you use this corpse to know what happened when they died?"

"can!"

Is it really possible?
"It's been a long time since they died. It's not easy to use the corpse language to reconstruct the process before their death. Fortunately, the bodies are sealed in the wall and are well preserved. It should be possible to use the corpse language to reconstruct them.

However, there are too many people involved in the death, and my perception is not enough, so please use your perception to help me connect! "

"Easy!" Zhou Xuan agreed.

Lv Mingkun began to perform the introductory ritual of corpse speaking. He put two drops of corpse oil from the wine pot on the center of the eyebrows of each face, and then spread it evenly...

Zhou Xuan paced in the room. When he saw the face embedded in the wall, he thought of the blood well.

——The human faces on the wall of the well were engraved on the stones of the well wall.

"Junior brother, I'm ready. Connect all your perceptions to me."

After Lu Mingkun finished speaking, he sat cross-legged in the center of the basement and placed the open wine jug in front of him.

Zhou Xuan also sat down, released his perception, and tried hard to gather it into a line, then swam into the vest of his fifth senior brother.

“Hiss… No… No!”

Lv Mingkun's forehead was covered with cold sweat in an instant. Like a student who encountered a difficult problem, he quickly raised his right hand and said, "Quick... stop."

"what happened?"

Zhou Xuan asked.

"Your perception is too strong. I can't handle it."

When Zhou Xuan's perception connected with him, Lu Mingkun obviously felt that he couldn't bear it mentally. All kinds of strange thoughts rushed into his mind, and his brain felt like it was being hit by hundreds of bricks...

The perception of the Blood Well psychic was too terrifying. The Yin man who had been using four incense sticks was almost driven crazy by Zhou Xuan who had been using two incense sticks!

Lu Kunming finally understood why so many crazy great gods were unwilling to give up their research on the Blood Well Psychic.
Once we understand it and are able to mass-produce Blood Well Psychics, I am afraid that the order of the current major halls will undergo a drastic change.

Even if their ambitions were not that big, as long as they could understand the method of communicating with the blood well, the benefits to their own incense would be self-evident...

"Junior brother, you have to be more cautious. When I am listening to the corpses' voices, I cannot spare the energy to guard against your overflowing perception."

If he were to fight an enemy, he could devote some of his energy to fight against Zhou Xuan's powerful perception. Lu Mingkun believed that he could do it.
But the door was wide open, actively welcoming all of Zhou Xuan's perception, as the temple was too small to accommodate the giant Buddha.

"Then I will connect my senses with you little by little. If you feel uncomfortable, just give me your middle finger. I will see it and naturally stop connecting my senses with you."

"That's a good idea."

Lu Mingkun sat up straight again, closed his eyes, and started the corpse language.

Zhou Xuan first released a small amount of perception, and when he saw that Lu Mingkun didn't move, he gradually increased his perception.

Zhou Xuan didn't stop until Lu Mingkun hooked his middle finger. The overall perception he released was less than one-third of that in normal state.

But this one third is already Lu Kunming's limit.

He raised his arms, and the wine jug in front of him began to gurgle, emitting clouds of yellow mist.

The mist enveloped Lu Kunming, and purple spots began to appear on his skin.

The face inside the wall moved its mouth, as if muttering something. As the number of corpse spots on Lu Kunming increased, the speed at which the corpse muttered became faster and faster.

The mumbling sound entered Lu Kunming's ears. It was a strange language that Zhou Xuan could not understand.

But it didn’t matter that he didn’t understand. The sound was transformed into a picture in Lu Kunming’s mind, a picture that happened shortly before the fifteen people died.

Zhou Xuan's perception was connected with Lu Kunming, so he naturally saw those scenes...

[In the picture, in the basement]

A dozen men were waiting in the basement, all with relaxed expressions.

Some people began to ask: "When will the young master of the Zhou family come?"

"It should be here soon. Is that woman under control?"

"She's under control. She's upstairs. Lao Jia is watching her. She can't run away."

"You guys, have you installed the chains yet?"

"Okay, Brother Yu, look."

A pony boy pulled the sliding chain hanging from the ceiling up and down several times.

At the bottom of the chain, there are two hooks with sharp tips.

"Then wait, is the altar ready? Master Li has already said that there can't be any mistakes with the altar. If there are any mistakes, they will get out and screw us."

"How could that be wrong?"

The henchman walked around the altar twice.

It was called an altar, but in reality it was just two female corpses, around which twelve white candles were placed in a certain pattern.

The candle has not been lit yet and the wick is white.

Not long after, Zhou Xuan entered the basement and the men around him greeted him.

Brother Yu bowed to Zhou Xuan and said, "Young Boss, good luck to you."

After hearing this, Zhou Xuan got furious and slapped her in the face: "Jili, your mother's head, if I get that thing, I will be the boss, I will kill Zhou Lingyi!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Brother Yu took two steps back, but he lowered his head and showed a sinister and cruel smile.

"Where is Zhang Yihua?" Zhou Xuan asked after glancing around the room.

"Bring it down from upstairs right away." "You'd better hurry up. None of you actors are reliable! Such a big thing, and neither Li Jintang nor Li Lisheng came." Zhou Xuan was a little impatient.

at last,

The door of the basement was opened, and several thugs took Zhang Yihua into the basement.

Zhang Yihua no longer had the demeanor of a movie star. She was in a state of disarray. Her clothes were disheveled and half of her face was swollen. As soon as she entered the room, she spat at Zhou Xuan: "Even if you get that thing, you can't be the boss!"

"Fuck!" Zhou Xuan slapped him back, signaling the actor to start working.

The candle next to the female corpse on the ground was lit.

The actor hung the iron hook at the end of the pulley lock into Zhang Yihua's clavicle.

Two iron hooks pierced her scapula and hung her up.

"Actor, Zhou Xuan, you are a bunch of bastards!" Zhang Yihua cursed.

"You are a rotten bait, do you have the right to be so talkative?"

Zhou Xuan signaled the actors to hang the man down.

Zhang Yihua was originally hanging in the air. The pulley pulled her down and she rested her feet against the female corpse on the ground.

There were many profound Taoist symbols carved on the female corpse by the tip of the knife at the moment when she came into contact with Zhang Yihua.

A strange sound was heard in the room, like a strong stream of water hitting hard stones.

Blood began to flow from the floor around the female corpse.

The blood quickly formed a pool, and then two bloody hands emerged from the blood, hugged the female corpse, and pulled her into the blood.

Until the female corpse was completely pulled down into the blood, the blood also touched Zhang Yihua's feet, and the speed at which the blood flowed on the floor was accelerating.

An ancient, mottled well rose from the ground.

The mouth of the well was made of bluestone, and the well was filled with thick blood.

"Put it, put it, let it go!"

Seeing this, Zhou Xuan knew that it was the altar that opened the blood well, so he asked the actors to lower the chains and hang Zhang Yihua into the well.

The movie star became a poor bait and sank into the well.

Zhou Xuan stared closely at the changes in the chain.

At the beginning, the chain didn't show much movement except for a slight shake.

After three or four minutes, all the chains were shining, but there was still no movement.

Zhou Xuan walked anxiously in the basement.

suddenly,

The chains suddenly jingled.

"The fish is hooked."

Zhou Xuan exhaled and continued to stare at the iron chain. The movement of the chain became louder and louder, tossing up and down.

"Pull, pull, pull quickly, the fish has bitten the hook to death."

Zhou Xuan slapped his thigh with a crazy expression.

With the pull of the iron lock,

Zhang Yihua was pulled out of the blood well, her whole body covered in blood. There was a pregnant woman covered in blood, holding her legs with both hands and biting her abdomen frantically.

The pregnant woman had a big belly and a blood bag on her back, which was shaking with the sound of biting.

Zhou Xuan stepped forward and stretched out his hand to grab the big bag. As soon as he grabbed it, the bloody pregnant woman screamed wildly, gave up biting Zhang Yihua, and tried to protect the blood bag on her back.

But Zhou Xuan acted very skillfully. He took out a knife engraved with runes in his left hand and cut the blood bag with it.

A diary stained with blood appeared in his hands.

The actor Yu Ge took out the magic weapon given by the incense master, a Taoist bell, and shook it fiercely. The pregnant woman with blood was in so much pain that she could only scream, cover her ears, and fell back into the blood well.

There was another sound of iron chains, and Zhang Yihua was also hung back into the well.

The blood well fishing has been completed.

"Why is it a diary?"

Zhou Xuan took out the bag he had prepared in advance, put the diary in it, and turned to leave.

Xizi Yu Ge sneered and blocked the entrance to the basement, staring at Zhou Xuan: "I've got the things. Be obedient and hand them over. I'll let you go back alive, otherwise..."

"Who do you think you are? I am a close friend of Li Jintang."

"Haha, it was Master Li Xiang who told me to do this. Master Li also wants your thing."

Brother Yu approached Zhou Xuan.

Unexpectedly,

A heart-wrenching sound suddenly came from the blood well.

"If you take my things, none of you can escape... not even one of you can escape."

The sound became more and more tragic, and the blood in the blood well burst out like a mountain torrent. The bright blood covered the entire basement.

The entire basement became part of the blood well.

The wall turned into loose soil, and with a powerful suction force, it sucked in all the actors until they were all embedded in the wall.

As for Zhou Xuan, the suction of the blood well was not that strong. He was like a person walking in the mud. Although every step was difficult, at least he was moving forward.

Considering his position, he was originally close to the basement door, so after walking about ten steps, he was out of the basement.

After Zhou Xuan successfully escaped,
A sad cry was heard from the blood well, and then the blood receded.

The basement was empty.

All that was left was the rusty and severely corroded pulley lock, and the iron hook under the lock was missing.

The female corpse and traces of the altar were all destroyed.

……

"So this is how actors die?" Lu Kunming slowly opened his eyes.

Zhou Xuan thought more and even had a deeper sense of crisis...

ps: I will post two updates first, and there is another update that I am writing and will post a little later.

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