Infinite Puzzle City

Chapter 417: Dark Treasure
There are eight magic techniques in the Zhou family's Soul Crossing Sutra, namely, the technique of controlling ghosts, paper flower heart lanterns, five ghosts moving, the wrong path in the underworld, the underworld money to overcome disasters, the underworld treasure to communicate with the gods, the King of Hell knocking on the door, and the appearance of the Yin gods.

Unlike the lineage of corpse-sewers, the Zhou family's inheritance is almost complete, with nothing lost.

There are even many additional insights and derived techniques from the Zhou family's masters of all generations.

Although Xiao Ran has already learned the Eight Gates Technique, this is his first time to actually put it into practice. Today is a good opportunity for him to try them out one by one.

As he pushed out his hands, the surrounding corpses surged, and an invisible and irresistible force mixed with the corpses, causing the void in front of him to darken.

In a trance, both the second in command, Hang Sui and others heard a knock on the door.

"boom!!"

The knock on the door was like a stone hitting everyone's heart.

An inexplicable emotion surged in my heart, and my heartbeat seemed to stop along with the knock on the door.

The woman in front of him screamed and her body began to tremble violently.

Red evil surged, white evil churned, and in an instant, bursts of shrill screams in the void tried to cover up the knocking sounds.

Seeing this, Xiao Ran continued to push forward with his hands. As his hands pushed, corpse energy surged in front of him, and it seemed as if a door really appeared in front of him.

An invisible force slammed heavily on the door.

The second knock on the door was like a dull thunder exploding in everyone's ears.

Everything in front of my eyes suddenly became blurry, and I could only see a thick black gas inserted into the surging red and white smoke, stirring it into a turbid cloud of smoke.

The red and white energies in front of his eyes were like a serious illness, and large areas of red and white evil energy were blown away.

The woman in the sedan chair was shaking, and her delicate skin began to wither rapidly.

"Cool."

Seeing this, Xiao Ran felt secretly happy. The corpse pool + the magic of exorcism were already a perfect match. Now with the addition of the techniques in the [Soul Crossing Sutra], the power far exceeded his expectations.

The rolling corpses were like raging waves, and the King of Hell knocking at the door urged them to smash forward wave after wave.

Everyone was terrified, fearing that the next time they knocked on the door, their souls would fly out uncontrollably.

Only someone like Xiao Ran, who is proficient in two magic techniques and has a basic understanding of the art of exorcism, would dare to do this.

If someone from the Zhou family saw this scene, they would probably be scared to death.

The King of Hell Knocking on the Door is the most evil technique among the Zhou family's secret arts. The old man of the Zhou family seldom uses it because he cannot master it and it consumes too much energy.

More than one person in the Zhou family has made notes at the end of the "Soul Crossing Sutra", advising future generations not to use this method unless it is absolutely necessary.

Most people who use this technique will encounter bad luck, or even suffer from the loss of their own energy and spirit. In the mildest case, they will suffer a serious illness, and in the worst case, their lives will be in danger.

But now when Xiao Ran performed it, he didn't feel any burden at all.

There is the thick corpse qi in the corpse pool to consume, and it won’t be consumed on oneself anyway.

"Dream picture!"

The woman in the sedan chair suffered such a great loss unexpectedly. The resentment in her eyes grew deeper and deeper, and she opened her mouth and spit out a wisp of green smoke.

Green smoke blew by, and everyone's mind became hazy for a moment.

The hat on each person's head emitted an evil glow, as if another consciousness had entered their mind.

In a trance, when I opened my eyes again, I saw bright lights and wine in front of me, and people were toasting each other at the table.

"He Laosan, what are you standing there for? Go drink some wine."

Hang Sui heard someone calling him in a trance. He turned around and saw a middle-aged man raising a glass towards him.

"I... am not He Lao San?"

Hang Sui's eyes were blurry, but his mind was in a daze and he couldn't remember who he was.

"Don't just stand there, do it."

In a daze, He Laosan raised his glass and drank it all.

As he drank glass after glass of wine, Hang Sui could no longer tell who he was.

The atmosphere at the table became more and more lively. People kept toasting him and praising his son for his hard work in recent years and for having ranked first in the provincial examination. They said that their village might soon have a top scholar.

"son?"

Hang Sui became even more confused after hearing what he heard, but he couldn't remember anything and simply stopped thinking about it.

Just join in the drinking fun with everyone else at the table.

"The groom is here!!"

At this time, someone shouted outside, and a thin young man walked in surrounded by a crowd of people.

The young man was very frightened. He wore a bright red headscarf on his head and his eyelids were a little black and swollen, as if he had been beaten.

But the crowd turned a deaf ear to this and instead praised him: "Good, good, this groom is also a handsome man. Although he is a son-in-law, he is also a good candidate. With the support of the Li family, if he passes the imperial examination, our village will have a better life."

As everyone was talking, Hang Sui seemed to feel that the groom looked familiar, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember where he had seen him before.

"Here comes the dish, braised goose."

At this time, a large pot of braised goose meat was brought to the table. The goose was cooked shiny and exuded a strong aroma. As soon as it was served on the table, everyone couldn't wait to hold it and taste it.

"It smells so good, a sip of old wine and a bite of roast goose. I haven't tasted anything so good in years."

Hang Sui picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. The taste was indeed better than he expected.

The goose meat seemed to have been fried. The outer skin was very crispy, and the fat and meat inside were clearly layered. When you take a bite, the juice overflowed from it, and the fragrance was so strong that it made people drool.

Hang Sui had never tasted such delicious food before and couldn't help but eat a few more bites.

The more I eat the meat, the more delicious it becomes. But for some reason, I always feel that the aftertaste is a bit sour.

In a short while, all the goose meat on the table was eaten up.

While everyone was still savoring the meal, the second dish was already served.

"Roasted rabbit meat." There was a rabbit lying on the plate. Its head had not been processed and its eyes were bulging, but it was still alive.

But the body has been roasted thoroughly, the color is tempting, and it makes people's appetite increase.

"This is Chef Wang's unique skill. The rabbit is roasted, but its head is still alive. When you take a bite, the rabbit screams. It's amazing."

Everyone looked at the roasted rabbit on the plate and praised the chef's cooking skills.

Having just tasted goose meat, Hang Sui's mouth started to water when he saw the rabbit meat. He stood up and prepared to taste it.

But this roasted rabbit is not chopped up like a goose, it needs to be torn by hand. Everyone also took action, you take a leg, I take a piece of meat.

Every time a piece of meat was torn off, the rabbit on the plate made a sharp squeak that sounded like a mouse, and the cry was so terrible that it could be heard from the surrounding tables.

Hang Sui was slow to act, but he still managed to grab a front leg and took a look at it.

But I saw that the front leg was still broken, as if half of it had been chopped off by someone.

Looking at the chopped-off half of the front leg, Hang Sui somehow recalled a vague figure in his mind.

A young man with a broken hand.

As the image of the young man gradually became clear, the screams of the rabbit in my ears also began to change in tone.

"Master Hang, Master Hang! Don't forget what you promised me. Don't forget that you promised to send the money to my house..."

Hearing the shout, Hang Sui's body shuddered suddenly, and he tilted his head to glance cautiously at the table.

He saw a young man lying on the table. His body had been cut into pieces by everyone, leaving only a pile of bones and rotten flesh. Only his head was still intact. His eyes were bloodshot, staring straight at him.

"Sun...Sun Gouzi!!"

The moment this name appeared in Hang Sui's mind, he couldn't help shivering. He felt a chill going up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and suddenly the skin all over his body seemed to tighten.

With a loud "bang", the wine glass on the table was knocked over. Looking at the blood spilling out of it, Hang Sui's head buzzed and fear surged from the bottom of his heart. He screamed, stood up and ran out.

“Run, run!!!”

There was only one voice in Hang Sui's mind, "Run, run faster!", and his feet felt weak.

The red lights were shining brightly in the corridor in front of him, but in Hang Sui's eyes, hanging from the beams were all human limbs and arms.

Seeing this made Hang Sui feel a chill down his spine and was terrified to the extreme.

Seeing the main gate in front of him, Hang Sui's eyes showed joy.

But just as he rushed to the door, a group of people suddenly walked in from outside.

This group of people were wearing armor and military caps on their heads, so their faces could not be seen clearly.

Hang Sui was caught off guard and knocked to the ground by this group of people.

Before he could get up, he heard the group of people coldly say, "Those who harbor bandits are no different from bandits. Kill them all!"

"What?? I'm not...I'm not!"

Hang Sui raised his head in horror and tried to explain, but what answered him was a cold knife.

"puff!!"

A chill came from under my neck, and the intense chill began to envelop my consciousness.

"dying??"

Hang Sui's pupils gradually dilated and his vision began to blur, but at this moment, he heard a roar coming from the darkness.

"Wake up, it's not time for you to die yet!"

Following this sound, Hang Sui felt a force pulling him roughly, and then pulling him up.

As a strong feeling of weightlessness came over him, when Hang Sui suddenly opened his eyes, he found that he was still in that house.

In addition to him, others also woke up one after another.

Looking back, I saw Xiao Ran standing behind everyone, holding a paper lotus in his hand.

In the center of the lotus, there was a ball of black flame burning, and at the same time, the ribbons tied around their shoulders were also burning.

Oddly enough, the fire burned fiercely but produced no heat.

Instead, I felt myself getting colder and colder.

But no matter what, they finally survived. Thinking of the scene just now, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

"Thank you sir for saving my life."

Hang Sui realized that they were alive thanks to Xiao Ran's help, and hurriedly knelt on the ground to thank Xiao Ran.

"Thank you sir for saving my life."

The other escorts followed suit and bowed.

However, Xiao Ran's face at this moment showed a bit of melancholy, and he even glanced at Hang Yue and the others with a teasing look.

These people's deaths are not a pity, but their deaths are more valuable.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ran couldn't help but smile: "You don't have to thank me. It's only natural for me to save you."

At this point, Xiao Ran raised his head and looked at the red and white evil spirits in front of him. This thing was a bit more difficult to deal with than he thought.

But it's just difficult. Since the King of Hell knocking on the door can't deal with it, we can only try a more ruthless trick.

Xiao Ran took out a thick stack of Yin banknotes from the space and scattered them forward casually.

Large pieces of banknotes floated in the air like snowflakes.

Xiao Ran used his thumb nail to scratch his index finger lightly, leaving a bloody mark. Then he formed a seal with his fingers and crossed his hands, leaving only his index finger pointing upwards. The bright red blood on his fingertips burned like a flame.

With a flick of his finger, the silk scattered in front of him and landed on the scarves on the shoulders of Hang Sui and others.

Hang Sui and the others didn't know what Xiao Ran was going to do, but they heard his lips and teeth move slightly, and he uttered four words slowly: "Ming Bao Tong Shen"

(End of this chapter)