Kong Xuyang sat on a long bench with a sullen face, his cheeks twitching slightly, while Yang Zhi, who was standing next to him, patted his back to calm him down.
Bai Liu sat calmly on the bench opposite Kong Xuyang. Seeing Kong Xuyang so angry, he smiled at him very friendly.
Kong Xuyang was so angry that he nearly flew off the spot. He glared at Bai Liu to show his intimidation. He hammered his knee hard, but unexpectedly, he had a knee jerk reflex and kicked Bai Liu coquettishly.
Bai Liu smiled again: "My fellow countryman, you are so cute. You are still playing this."
Yang Zhi turned his head and bit his lower lip tightly to prevent himself from laughing out loud.
Kong Xuyang: “…”
It doesn’t matter, life passes quickly.
Bai Liu considerately changed the subject: "My fellow countryman, you are willing to trade with me, and you didn't kill my teammates. You are an honest person. Then I won't cheat you. You can definitely give me what I want to trade with you."
When Kong Xuyang heard Bai Liu call him a "honest person", his face twitched twice, and then he asked cautiously: "What is it?"
"I just want you to chat with me for a while." Bai Liu looked at Kong Xuyang with a smile on his face. "Although I am a stranger in Yinshan Village, I don't seem to remember anything. I hope you can guide me."
Kong Xuyang's eyebrows were twisted into knots: "You went through so much trouble just to let me take you?"
Bai Liu nodded seriously: "I'm unfamiliar with the place, and I'm scared to walk alone."
Kong Xuyang glanced at Mu Sicheng, who was huddled beside the statue, far away from the coffin and still shivering, and then slowly shifted his gaze back to the urn that Bai Liu used as a footrest.
Kong Xuyang: “…”
What do you mean by afraid? Bai Liu, can you turn around and look at your teammates' performance before giving me a perfunctory answer?
Bai Liu didn't seem to worry at all that Kong Xuyang would abandon him. After reaching a simple verbal agreement, he began to chat with the other party with a smile: "What are you doing back in the village this time, Brother Kong and Brother Yang?"
Yang Zhi, Kong Xuyang: "..."
Just calling me brother is really not shy.
Yang Zhi looked at Kong Xuyang for instructions, and after getting his approval, he explained mysteriously, "We are back to do a cultural relic business."
Bai Liu suddenly realized: "Oh, Brother Yang and Brother Kong are back to rob graves?"
Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhiqi were stunned.
That's right, the roles they play are two tomb robbers. The main purpose of their return this time is to steal a funerary object in the main tomb chamber of the excavated ancient tomb. This is also a side quest of their identity.
Kong Xuyang had not originally intended to hide Bai Liu's identity, because the tomb they were going to was right below Bai Liu's ancestral home, and without the guidance of Bai Liu, their "descendant", they could not enter.
Bai Liu fell into deep thought.
The lyrics sung by the bride in the coffin just now mentioned three types of people who would never be able to leave Yinshan Village alive.
One type is those who do not respect their predecessors, which obviously refers to the supernatural anchor Mu Sicheng.
One type is the incompetent thieves, and unsurprisingly, they are Yang Zhi and Kong Xuyang.
There is another type of people who forget their hometown and their roots.
Bai Liu lowered his eyes and looked at the "Maoshan Evil Magic Manuscript" in his arms - this was talking about him.
The ancestors of Yinshan Village revered Taoism and believed in Taoist priests. They were very devout in their belief. However, Bai Liu actually came up with a sorcery and used it to borrow money from the underworld to pay off his debts. He was completely unfaithful, unrighteous and unfilial.
Judging from the current situation, his identity should be the most dangerous and the riskiest.
But the higher the risk, the greater the reward. Although Bai Liu doesn't remember anything, he does not reject this identity and is happy to continue according to the setting of this identity.
For example, guard the first seven days well.
Bai Liu looked at the shrine facing him. The photo placed on it was a black and white photo of an old lady with a kind face holding his shoulders.
In the black and white photo, Bai Liu has a strange smile on her face.
The next morning.
When Bai Liu woke up, he and Mu Sicheng were the only ones in the temple. Kong Xuyang and Yang Zhi had disappeared somewhere. Bai Liu woke up Mu Sicheng who was still sleeping, walked to the door of the temple, looked down, and froze.
Mu Sicheng followed Bai Liu to the temple gate with sleepy eyes, looked down, and was completely awakened by shock: "Fuck, what is this!"
The wreaths placed in the temple were in disarray and scattered on the ground, as if someone had picked them up and smashed them to pieces. The ground was littered with shredded white paper flowers.
But these are not the most terrifying things. The most terrifying things are the densely packed and neatly arranged rows of small footprints at the entrance of the temple.
The footprints were only half the size of a child's palm, triangular in shape, with only the front soles of the feet. It looked like a group of people were tiptoeing back and forth in front of the temple door in a certain pattern, as if they wanted to come in but were unable to enter, and were finally forced to leave.
Bai Liu looked at the footprints for a while, then lowered his head and followed the departing footprints out.
"Hey!" Mu Sicheng got anxious when he saw Bai Liu leave. He looked at the strange footprints with fear for a few times, and finally stamped his feet and gritted his teeth and followed him, "Aren't you afraid either?"
Bai Liu walked forward as if he had heard nothing.
These groups of footprints circled the temple, as if trying to find the entrance to the temple. After circling several times, they returned empty-handed and finally went into the village.
Mu Sicheng held up his camera and took pictures. He rubbed his arms and stared at these strange footprints with trembling teeth.
These footprints looked like a group of people walking together on tiptoe, with their steps almost the same. The distance between each footprint looked the same to the naked eye, until they reached the main road in the village, where this regular and dense string of footprints began to disperse.
These footprints went one by one from the main road into the houses in the village, and then disappeared in front of the doors, as if they were going home.
Mu Sicheng was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he got here, but Bai Liu soon gave him the final blow.
Bai Liu followed the footprints to the door. The footprints disappeared on the mud ground in front of the door. Bai Liu squatted down and turned over the wood debris covering the mud ground. Mu Sicheng clearly saw a scene that made his blood run cold where the footprints disappeared.
The heel of the tiptoeing footprint suddenly touched the ground, turning it into a complete footprint. Two hand prints also appeared, and the five fingers of these two hand prints were inverted.
It seemed that here, the "person" who returned home put down his heels and put his hands on the ground, and began to crawl into the house using all fours in a twisted manner.
Mu Sicheng's hair stood on end: "What the hell is this?"
Bai Liu stood up and looked at the door that had a faint gap. "Go in and take a look, and you'll know."
After saying that, Bai Liu pushed open the door.
The old wooden door made a distant creaking sound and then slowly opened.
The house was filled with dust. Although it was daytime, the light was still very dim and only the outlines of some furniture could be vaguely seen. Bai Liu turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone and walked inside.
Mu Sicheng swallowed his saliva, held up the camera with trembling hands and walked in.
As soon as I walked into the house, I understood why it was dark inside. The whole house was closed, with only two translucent tiles on the ceiling acting as skylights to let in light. An old hanging electric lamp was hung from the beam, and the wires were covered with spider webs.
There is a stove with firewood piled in the corner. On the stove is a large rusty iron pot and on the edge are several chipped ceramic jars, which seem to be used for seasonings.
Mu Sicheng tried to turn on the light, but failed. He brushed off the dust in the air, coughed and said to Bai Liu who was walking in front of him: "I don't know how long people have lived here, but the lights are not turned on."
"That's not necessarily true." Bai Liu raised the flashlight and shone it toward the wall. "Didn't we just follow someone in? Maybe it lives here."
Mu Sicheng's scalp tingled: "Don't joke about this..."
His voice stopped abruptly as he looked at the wall illuminated by Bai Liu's flashlight.
The light just now was too dim, and Mu Sicheng had been looking at the camera screen, so he didn't notice that the entire house, on the ground, on the walls, and even on the beams, were covered with the same four-limb mud hand and foot prints that they had just seen outside the house.
The wall that Bai Liu was illuminating now was covered with muddy handprints and footprints, which had painted the surface of the wall gray-yellow. If you didn't look carefully, you would think that this wall was just a mud wall.
But after a closer look...
These handprints and footprints were so distorted that it looked as if a person's arms and feet were chopped off, covered in mud and printed on the wall. Mu Sicheng simply couldn't imagine these limbs growing on the same person.
Bai Liu acted as if he didn't see the hand and footprints, and continued walking inside calmly with the flashlight in hand.
Mu Sicheng almost didn't want to follow, but he didn't dare to go out alone, so he had to follow.
Passing through a main room with a few burnt candles lit in the corner, Bai Liu and the others arrived at the bedroom of the room.
The bedroom had two lofted wooden beds with mosquito nets hanging around them, facing an FM TV that was at least twenty years old, and next to it was an electric fan covered with spider webs.
Mu Sicheng didn't dare to look around. He kept his eyes fixed on the small screen of the camera. The only person photographed on the small screen was Bai Liu.
Bai Liu lifted the mosquito net hanging on the wooden bed. He stepped on the edge of the bed and stuck his head in to take a look. His figure was half-hidden by the white gauze mosquito net.
Mu Sicheng watched intently and then he suddenly cried out in fear.
Bai Liu turned around and asked: "What's wrong?"
Mu Sicheng's face turned pale with fright. He pointed tremblingly at the bed that Bai Liu had stuck her head into: "Just now, a tilted head stuck out from under the bed!"
Bai Liu knelt on the ground and looked under the bed without hesitation.
Mu Sicheng practically pulled Bai Liu to stop her from looking under the bed, his voice almost cracked with fear: "What are you still looking at? Let's go out first! Would I lie to you? There really is a miserable head sticking out of its head and looking at you with a crooked look!"
Bai Liu pulled Mu Sicheng over, held his chin and asked him to look under the bed. He said calmly, "Look for yourself to see if there is a head."
Mu Sicheng closed his eyes at first, then carefully opened one eye after a while and said in realization, "No, it's gone."
"But I really saw it just now!" Mu Sicheng held up the camera and handed it to Bai Liu.
Bai Liu said calmly: "If you really saw it, it's not under the bed now, so it should be on the bed most likely."
Mu Sicheng was playing the video in reverse when he suddenly seemed to realize something and his face froze. He carefully handed the camera to Bai Liu and without making a sound, he moved the finger that was pressing the reverse button to the selfie button.
The camera switched from taking photos to taking selfies, and the screen's angle of view changed, revealing the heads of Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng.
But that's not all, a third head appears on the screen.
A pale, tilted head was sticking out from the bed, with both hands holding the edge of the bed. Then, through the cover of the mosquito net, he and Bai Liu and the others looked under the bed.