Chapter 141 Red and White Devils
Liuchixiang is deserted, and the grayish-blue floor tiles create a huge visual impact with the red and white on both sides.
Ye Xingzhou kept his eyes looking forward, keeping his breath and taking steps forward.
It's like walking on a catwalk, she's almost doing a cat walk.
It was obvious to the naked eye that he could walk out of the distance of only a hundred meters, but Ye Xingzhou just couldn't reach the end.
The sounds of the suonas from the two mansions, one happy and one sad, came together to create a particularly loud noise.
Ye Xingzhou's ears were almost deafened by the noise.
He stopped immediately, lowered his head and took out earplugs from his storage bag to plug his ears.
The sound became a little weaker, and my ears were finally quiet.
Ye Xingzhou suddenly felt a few sticky and hungry gazes glued to his back. The feeling that could not be ignored made him break out in a cold sweat.
Something was watching him.
Ye Xingzhou slowed down his pace and observed his surroundings with his peripheral vision.
Suddenly, there was a series of tapping footsteps behind me.
As cheerful as children jumping and skipping, Ye Xingzhou seemed to hear several children laughing in a trance.
The mixture of children's laughter and suona sounds creates a spooky scene.
This time, the illusion created by the lonely grave is more difficult than the butcher's just now. The psychological warfare and physical attacks are completely on a different level.
Ye Xingzhou calmed himself down and quickened his pace. The footsteps behind him also quickened, always maintaining a distance that was neither too far nor too close.
The conflict between red and white is truly sinister.
In the ghost market again, Ye Xingzhou did not act rashly for the time being, nor did he look back.
There is no end to the Six-Foot Lane.
It was not until he passed by the mansion again that he noticed something new in the light beside Ye Xingzhou.
He stopped and the footsteps behind him disappeared.
The gates of the mansions on both sides were still closed, with only the red and white lanterns hanging in front of the doors flickering with candlelight.
Ye Xingzhou stopped where he was and turned his gaze to the funeral residence.
On the left and right sides of the red-painted gate, there were two paper-made children guarding, one hand hanging by the side, the other hand behind the back, their faces were deathly pale, their cheeks were as red as blood, only their eyes were empty and white without pupils.
Ye Xingzhou's scalp felt hairy.
When he left just now, there were no paper figures.
Although the paper figure did not have eyes, Ye Xingzhou was very sure that those extremely hungry eyes that seemed to want to eat him up were from the paper figure.
The paper-made man's body was completely following Ye Xingzhou.
It's eerie and creepy, giving people goosebumps for no reason.
Ye Xingzhou looked towards the Hong Xishi Mansion again.
There were also two happy children in front of the mansion, wearing red coats, with one hand behind their backs, standing with a bow and extending their hands to welcome guests, which was more lively than the funeral.
They were also made of paper, without eyes. Unlike the mournful faces at funerals, these two happy children had their mouths wide open, their lips red, and their smiles were weird and bloody.
While Ye Xingzhou was observing, the sound of suona coming from the mansion suddenly stopped.
Ye Xingzhou took out his earplugs, and the scene was eerily quiet.
I felt inexplicably short of breath.
There is a paper-made child on the left and a double happiness child on the right.
Ye Xingzhou was stuck in the middle of the Six-Foot Lane.
He could have successfully passed the butcher stall by observing carefully, but when it came to the red and white evil spirits, Ye Xingzhou's mind was confused for a moment.
Even though Ye Xingzhou had maintained a very calm mentality, he was still subtly affected by experiencing such a strange and cautious environment.
The end that cannot be reached, the red and white evil spirits, and the sudden footsteps behind you.
The red light of the red lanterns and the cold light of the white lanterns are intertwined.
In the dim light, the paper-made figure stood quietly.
Every frame tests one's psychological endurance.
Ye Xingzhou pinched the corner of his clothes and wiped the cold sweat from his palms.
It was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard. In the quiet environment, a clear click was heard from the door of Xishi Mansion.
With his five senses stretched to the limit, Ye Xingzhou's heartbeat soared.
The sound of the heartbeat is clearly audible.
Ye Xingzhou looked towards the source of the sound, and in front of the tightly closed lacquered wooden door, a pair of red embroidered shoes suddenly appeared.
My heart was hanging in the air and I was completely dead.
Ye Xingzhou closed his eyes tightly and adjusted his breathing.
Chinese horror, no exaggeration.
At this moment, Ye Xingzhou would rather fight a zombie that suddenly rushed out of the scene than endure the mental torture.
When your heart rate soars and your brain buzzes, it greatly affects your thinking ability and makes it easy to make wrong judgments.
The more panicked and confused you are, the more likely you are to make problematic decisions.
Ever since Ye Xingzhou became restless due to the sound of suona, he made a mistake in his decision.
Obviously, Ye Xingzhou could have chosen to directly close his five senses at the beginning, but because of the stimulation from the outside world, his thoughts were interrupted and he suffered more visual and mental shock.
Fortunately, it is not too late. Now that the external interference has been cut off, Ye Xingzhou's breathing gradually returns to normal.
The moment they closed their eyes, the four paper figures' heads turned 180 degrees and stared straight at Ye Xingzhou.
The laughter became sharper and sharper, and they began to move their stiff bodies, approaching Ye Xingzhou step by step.
Those empty eyes were filled with hunger and greed for flesh and blood.
The sound of paper rubbing against each other was rough and particularly irritating to the ears.
The red embroidered shoes lay there quietly.
Ye Xingzhou's mind gradually became clear, and his chaotic thoughts began to become organized.
Offer sacrifices at funerals and send money for happy events.
There are actually clues in front of the doors of funerals and weddings.
When Ye Xingzhou observed the paper boys, he found that one of their hands was hidden behind their backs.
The hand hidden behind the back may be pointing somewhere, which may be a breakthrough.
Ye Xingzhou decided to take a gamble.
When I opened my eyes, the white face of a paper man hit me in the face.
"screw you."
Ye Xingzhou slapped the paper mannequin's head, and it flew off, revealing the bamboo frame inside.
Some of the blood-stained bamboo frames vaguely resembled the internal organs of living people.
The head of the paper man being carried by Da Fei seemed to have consciousness and rolled towards Ye Xingzhou's position.
Even the embroidered shoes have appeared, and who knows, there might be another evil ghost about to show up.
The red happy boy is obviously more active than the white paper boy.
Ye Xingzhou flashed to the front of the happy mansion.
Hong Xitong caught up and tried to stop him, but Ye Xingzhou took out a talisman and exploded it.
In the corner, there is an empty bowl.
Just as he guessed.
Ye Xingzhou took out a piece of silver and threw it into the bowl, and the red boy was burned to ashes by the flames.
With this precedent, the funeral became much simpler. Ye Xingzhou threw in half a steamed bun.
He won't be nice to something that wants to kill him.
The illusion faded.
Putting aside the psychological pressure, the solution to the Red and White Evils is actually not much different from the butcher's stall.
Ye Xingzhou won this game of psychological pressure.
Another lonely grave appeared.
In front of the lonely grave, there are two bowls, one red and one white.
Ye Xingzhou wiped the sweat from his forehead and spat at the lonely grave.
These two things eat people.
The two lonely graves are also filled with resentment.
Ye Xingzhou looked at the two adjacent graves and an idea came to his mind.
He picked up the bones in front of the butcher's grave and threw them into the bowl, and then threw the silver coins and steamed buns in the bowl in front of the butcher's grave.
Since he loves to harm people so much, he will let the two graves fight each other.
If I don't vent my anger, I will feel guilty about the shock I just had.
He has become a ghost but is still engaging in psychological warfare. He is so dishonest when he is alive and he will be hated even after he dies.
Ye Xingzhou cursed for a long time, venting the resentment in his heart.
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