Death text, also called Shui Shu.

This is a text that can communicate with ghosts and gods. In fact, it was created by a living man named Lu Duogong. It originally belonged to the Shui Tribe, but it is not a widely circulated text. Even among the Shui Tribe, only ghost masters understand it.

Some.

This kind of writing is unpredictable, and out of some kind of fear that it cannot be spoken to others, all dynasties have extremely avoided and suppressed it, so that two branches of commemorative writings gradually appeared.

One is called Baishu, which is actually a niche writing derived from Shuishu. It is similar to oracle bone inscriptions and has become a special text for weddings, funerals and divination of the Shui tribe. Nowadays, all the white scripts excavated by archeology are Baishu.

The other type is called the Black Book. From a secular perspective, the Black Book is completely shrouded in mystery. It is just a name mentioned in the story passed down by word of mouth.

In fact, the black book is the most essential part of the water book created by Lu Duogong. Only this part of the text has unpredictable power and can communicate with ghosts and gods. It is called the death text!!

The death texts are different from the characters in the world. The meaning of each character is very complicated. Sometimes a character may be just a sentence or even a paragraph. When two characters are combined and entangled with each other, they will express another meaning.

Completely different meanings.

Some people say that this kind of writing is similar to the nine-character mantra of Taoism. It itself contains some great ways, so it can span yin and yang, and the communication with ghosts and gods has a feeling that can only be understood.

After all, there is a separation between yin and yang. Not every yin person can be like Chang Yao, who can slap people with a mouth full of Beijing movies. When he gets angry, he can hold back a few words in Henan dialect and poke his spine and scold you - "The boss of the absolute family"

"Many types of Yin people with complicated causes cannot communicate with others. At this time, the only option is to die, and there are no taboos!

In order to allow my master to guide me better, I didn’t hide anything about the etiquette officer, so I wrote out the entire memorial text that I understood. After reading it, my master felt that the memorial text was a bit different from Lu Duogong’s funeral text.

Contact me, he has carefully guided me, and he has a foundation in ritual writing, so I have some talent for this.

It just so happens that this living concubine is an extremely resentful corpse with a body and a soul. She cannot speak human words, otherwise the resentment in words will be too great and cannot be tolerated in the world, so I have no choice but to communicate with her through condolence texts.

There are not many words. From the perspective of Chinese characters, there are only two words stacked up and down. The meaning is complicated. It is probably telling the other party that we have no malice, and even only goodwill to her, otherwise we will not take the initiative to break the relationship.

Open the door to the tomb and let her out. She came here just to find a friend of ours and kill the man named Pu Tianhu. I wonder if she still remembers this person, and this person is one of the culprits that brought her to this place.

, as for the look between Lao Bai and her, it was purely a misunderstanding. The yin and yang are separated, and they are not a good match. Why bother to have a sword fight in the end? Even if we lose, the man we get will only become a pair with her.

Resentful couple.

All in all, this is roughly what it means...

After I finished writing the death sentence, I felt like I was writing a talisman, with spiritual energy in my fingertips, and I wrote down the person's name, surname, and date of birth.

Yao Didi Zhu, this is the name of this girl. It sounds familiar to me. I vaguely remember it. It seems to be a character in Ling Shuchu's works. They are also from the Ming Dynasty, but they have been put in order, which is not without malicious speculation.

Didn't this girl's father like to hang out in teahouses and restaurants and listen to books? That's why he gave his daughter such a name.

There was a terrible wind in the tomb, and Yao Didizhu was already aroused. For some reason, when I raised the corner of my mouth, he happened to look at me, and then he was completely offended. He roared and stretched out his hand.

There was a wave of Mo Dao lying in front of him. When the black and green withered hand touched the Mo Dao, it made a soft "clang" sound, and with unparalleled strength, it was pulled and staggered back.

Then the other party bared his teeth and claws and rushed towards me. At this time, I just finished signing the payment. The yellow paper in my hand spontaneously ignited without fire. "Boom" suddenly turned into black ash all over the sky, and I was also frightened by the other party's sudden outburst.

I jumped, not daring to look down upon me at all, and quickly held my knife in front of me, just as I was about to resist, but the other party's hand stopped on the way to grab me, as if time had frozen.

The black and green face that looked paralyzed still showed no emotion, but its head was tilted, as if it was listening carefully to something.

After a moment, Yao Didizhu retracted his ghost claws and walked stiffly towards Lao Bai.

"Come on...no, don't come over!!"

Lao Bai almost said that he was bald again, and stepped back repeatedly. After being captured, he could no longer contain his fear of this living concubine, and actually hid behind Zhang Xinya, with a timid look on his fat face.

, which made Zhang Xinya look weird, probably as if she had eaten a dead fly.

Yao Didi Zhu must have received my letter, and then she calmed down, but... what kind of trouble is this?

Are you still unwilling to let Lao Bai go?

I was a little hesitant, instinctively wanting to stop the other party. Otherwise, with her strong poison, there would be no need to do anything else. If I licked Lao Bai's face just once, I'm afraid he would be paralyzed by the licks, and if he didn't save his life, he would die.

.

Yao Didizhu seemed to be aware of it and turned to look at me.

The knife I was about to raise retracted by some mistake, and I watched helplessly as Yao Didizhu staggered towards Lao Bai with a stiff body, leaving a series of black footprints on the ground.

Lao Bai was so frightened that he grabbed Zhang Xinya's sleeve tightly and screamed like a naughty old woman.

He was afraid, but being stared at by Yao Didi Zhu who was very close at hand, Zhang Xinya was also scared and subconsciously turned away.

At the moment of deviation, Yao Didizhu stretched out his hand like lightning, and I only saw an afterimage, completely different from its previous sluggish and stiff walking movements.

Snap!

A finger just touched Lao Bai's forehead.

Then, there is no more...

Yao Didizhu withdrew her hand and kept it there, but there was a black finger mark on Lao Bai's forehead.

The black finger marks spread out at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a puddle of black and blue in the blink of an eye.

This is obviously poisoning. Fortunately, the spread is not large and the body can slowly eliminate it.

Lao Bai was trembling and shivering uncontrollably, and cold sweat was pouring down his forehead. He was already covered in stinky sweat, but now he looked a bit like a drowned rat. He was panting heavily, but his uneasy eyes gradually calmed down.

.

"It's done!"

I have been observing all this carefully. After seeing this, I only felt that my legs were sore and weak. This was the sequelae of being overly nervous and then suddenly relaxing...

As the saying goes, to untie a bell, you must tie the bell. Lao Bai's mind was captured by Yao Didizhu. Now that he has returned it, he has listened to my advice.

I cupped my hands towards the other party and was about to bow to thank him. However, the other party suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the opposite side.

I raised my head in astonishment and took a look at where the other person was pointing, and immediately sat down...

Thank you so much!

The other party resolved the dispute with Lao Bai and turned his hand to the other side. What does that mean? Isn't he just asking for something in return?

You see, I listened to all the nonsense you said in your condolences and agreed to it. Is it your turn to do something next?

That’s what it means!!

The miserable and gloomy wind suddenly subsided, but I felt like I had fallen into an ice cave.

This makes it clear that we are not trying to make things difficult for the person on the other side, but that we should also let the person on the other side go!

What does she want to do?

Could it be that he felt that it would be difficult to defeat five of us one by one, so he took a roundabout way, released another one, and then killed us?

Even if this is not the case, what is a living concubine?

That is something extremely resentful!

Lock the soul with a shell and fill the corpse with mercury!!

Therefore, it is neither born nor dead nor destroyed, but eats hair and drinks blood, and cannot tolerate any living thing in its eyes!

When I communicated with my condolence, it was purely a matter of luck. If I met a reasonable person, it would be a blessing from God.

However, face is something you have to fight for after all. This time, God rewards you with face, but what about next time? Next time, will God reward you with face? What if, instead of not only refusing to reward you, but also giving you a slap in the face?

To release or not to release?

This is a problem!

"Let it go..."

Brother Yaozi also understood, and looked at Yao Didizhu who was standing there like a god of plague with a helpless look. The meaning is self-evident, it is hard to owe the love of ghosts and gods, people bought it, if we lift up our pants, we will not recognize anyone.

, that is to fight until death...

Brother Yaozi patted my shoulder and said helplessly: "Don't think too much. Did you see the hand he poked Lao Bai just now? The Taoist practice is too high. Even if Wushuang takes a step, he is still some distance away from this person. This

It's just that it's against the guests. Even though it's just a foil in this tomb, it's much more powerful than the owner of the tomb. We can't even beat him with one hand if we are stacked together. Just be honest and obedient!"

I nodded, feeling extremely bitter in my mouth, and walked towards the tomb door on the other side like an eggplant beaten by frost.

This door is similar to the door of Yao Didizhu's tomb. The iron door is full of holes due to corrosion, but... the living concubine inside is not clinging to the door.

In my opinion, this means that a biting dog does not show its teeth...

Looking up, I saw that the white jade sealing the tomb had turned black and was very badly broken, almost to the point of being broken open. It also showed how unruly the man inside was. He must have impacted the tomb layout countless times.

Only then did seven or eight of the Ziwei buckets inside be destroyed.

However, the name on the white jade made my heart move.

Yao Yuzhu?

I subconsciously looked back at Yao Didu, feeling a little strange. Isn't this the sister of Yao Didu?

A living person was fed mercury and turned into a living concubine. Is it possible that a first-class resentful corpse can still remember what happened during his lifetime?

Some evil ghosts are so blinded by hatred and resentment that they will not recognize any of their relatives, and even...the first people killed by them are their family members.

A living concubine is much more resentful than those evil ghosts. There is a difference between cloud and mud!
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