Chapter 113 Chapter 113

There is nothing else to do now, so we have to try our best.

Taylor thought so, and tightly grasped the bloody knife in his hand, rushed over, and used the knife in his hand to cut the thick rope again.

This time, it took a lot of effort to break the rope.

Li Qingshan fell from mid-air again. If he fell to the ground like last time, he would definitely need a long time to come back to his senses.

Taylor turned the knife in another direction and reached out to catch Li Qingshan. He was standing in a high position, and Li Qingshan was not light. In this way, both of them fell down, and even the bedside table next to them shook twice, as if it wanted to lie on the ground.

Because Taylor blocked him, Li Qingshan fell to the ground again, but this time was better than last time. He didn't get bruised and swollen. He was stunned for a while before coming to his senses.

He barely got up from the ground. His palms were scraped, his elbows were bruised, his clothes were in tatters, his forehead was a little swollen, and his eyes seemed to have been rubbed somewhere, and they were still painful.

After getting up, he sat against the bedside table next to him, took a breath, slowed down, rolled his eyes, and looked at Taylor beside him.

Taylor had just gotten up and smiled at him.

Li Qingshan muttered to himself in a hoarse voice: "We have burned the body. Logically, the marks on the neck should not affect us anymore. However, the rope that was strangled by my neck appeared twice.

Either we found the wrong body, or we found the wrong way to let the soul rest in peace. After all, the old servant said he didn't know and couldn't be sure that our method would work.

But I don't think a ghost that just died two days ago can be so powerful. It is very difficult to solve the problems left by such a ghost. The curse shouldn't be very troublesome, nor will it necessarily kill

us. After all, the two of us have encountered at least three crises, and we survived all three times. This is enough to prove that the danger brought by the strangulation marks does not necessarily kill us.

So what went wrong?

I tend to think that most of my previous guesses were correct, but there was one thing that I didn't think of at first.

The strangulation marks appeared on our necks, proving that we were cursed by the soul, and the strangulation marks disappeared from our necks, proving that the curse was lifted. If the appearance and disappearance of the curse can only prove whether the curse is effective on us, but does not mean whether the soul has rested?

If what we have done has made the soul rest or destroyed, does it mean that the curse will disappear after it breaks out once, and what we have to do is to find a solution during the spell and stop the curse, so that we will be safe?

If we don’t let the soul rest, the curse will continue to break out until we die?"

He suddenly turned around. He turned to Taylor and said, "Do you see any marks on my neck?"

Taylor looked carefully, shook his head and said, "No, the red marks from before have disappeared, but after you were strangled by the rope just now, new marks were left. The two marks overlapped, the first one disappeared, and the second one gradually deepened."

Li Qingshan touched his neck and nodded, saying, "That's it, you have just solved the outbreak of my curse, let's call it a curse."

Taylor nodded.

"What's the difference between the first and second times?" Li Qingshan murmured, "The first time it was just an ordinary table knife, but the second time the knife was stained with blood, and it was human blood, maybe that's the reason. Other blood may also be useful, but we won't know until we try it next time."

"I think we should rest now." Li Qingshan looked at Taylor and said.

"But," Taylor blinked, "the beds have been moved to the door, should we sleep there? Or should we move them back?"

Li Qingshan smiled and said, "It's too dangerous to sleep by the door. What if something happens? How about..."

He looked at Taylor.

Taylor stood up, patted his clothes, and smiled helplessly, "Then I'll move the beds back!"

Li Qingshan nodded, sat on the ground, and looked very obedient. He looked at him and said, "Then I'll sit here and watch. After you move over, we can rest!"

Taylor nodded and moved a bed by the door to the wall.

He patted his clothes, sat on the bed and sighed, "I'm tired too. How about sleeping on this bed? Otherwise, if we keep going on like this, I'm afraid we won't even have a pillow by dawn."

Li Qingshan thought about it, nodded and smiled, "You're right, let's do it!"

He stood up with the help of the bedside table next to him, took a step forward, and suddenly limped. He unzipped his trouser leg and saw that one of his knees was red and blue, slightly purple, and had a large swelling.

Li Qingshan put down his trouser legs, sighed and laughed, "The wound on my calf hasn't had time to scab over yet, and my knee hit it again. This time, my movement speed will be reduced twice!"

Taylor smiled, "No need to run tonight, go to bed early."

Li Qingshan nodded, limped over, threw himself on the bed, turned over with great difficulty, and heard his bones crackling. He pulled the fluffy and white quilt and said, "Fortunately, there is still a bed to sleep on!"

Taylor lay beside him and smiled, "It's good to have a bed."

Li Qingshan nodded, closed his eyes, and gradually fell asleep.

The next morning, Li Qingshan woke up after hearing some noises. He sat up from the bed and said, "If the tooth was taken out of the stove and stuffed into the mouth of an animal, and then served to the table, then the remaining part of the animal would be left on the plate and would not be served to the table again. It would be considered

leftovers. The used tableware should be sent back to the kitchen for cleaning, and the leftovers on the used tableware should be sent to the kitchen trash can and thrown away. Go check the kitchen trash can now, or wait for the leftovers to be removed." When the kitchen throws out the trash, the people in the kitchen push the trash can out, and I can go up to look for it.

If the tooth is not in the trash can, where should it be? Was it eaten by someone? But has anyone eaten teeth in the Arctic before? No matter how hungry you are, you know that teeth cannot be eaten, right?

Why am I looking for that thing? That's right! If the soul is hidden in the tooth, and the tooth is not destroyed, it means that the soul has not rested, and may be cursed again. So I want to destroy the tooth, but how should the tooth be destroyed? "

Li Qingshan frowned and fell into thought.

Taylor woke up, threw back the quilt, got out of bed and said, "Don't think about it for now, we'll deal with it later! What if the traces don't appear again?"

Li Qingshan sighed, got out of bed and said, "That's all I can think of for now."

Taylor straightened his clothes and smiled, "Is that so? Now let's look forward to today's breakfast!"

Li Qingshan nodded, sat on the edge of the bed and checked his knees and calves under his pants. Although his knees were swollen and purple and black, they felt better than yesterday. His calves were blood red, and the skin had not grown out yet. It looked shiny and seemed to be overflowing with water, and it felt like it was about to rot.

Li Qingshan felt that his eyes were pricked by a needle, and he quickly put down his pants legs, stood up and stomped his feet, trying to get rid of the feeling of ants crawling all over his body as soon as possible. Someone

in the corridor had already gotten up, and when he passed by here and saw the huge gap, he was startled and screamed in his throat.

When the people in other rooms who had not yet come out heard the sound, they immediately opened their doors and ran out. Some hurriedly put on their clothes, while others hurriedly put on their shoes. When they reached the corridor, they looked around and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong? What happened?"

The person who first discovered the hole in the door pointed at Li Qingshan and Taylor's room and said, "Look there!"

Everyone was shocked.

Li Qingshan and Taylor opened the door and walked out. The people outside were shocked to see that they were still alive.

Li Qingshan took a step outside, and the people around him were afraid of him and took a step back.

The crowd surrounded the two of them in the middle, just like they had surrounded the other corpses before, with terrified and repulsive eyes, slightly pale faces, and trembling bodies, but they did not dare to turn around and run, for fear of attracting attention and letting them attack them.

"Are you human or ghost?" Ruoji, who was hiding in the crowd, stared at them with wide eyes and asked tremblingly.

"Of course we are human," Li Qingshan sighed and laughed, "Do you think we are dead? There is no benefit for you to break through the truth of death. What if we start a killing spree?

Moreover, do living people have safety? You all saw what happened yesterday. You can't still be so naive to think that as long as you are alive, you won't be aggressive and nothing will happen, right?

Don't mess with us!"

Ruoji shut up and took two steps back.

The old servant came with his people. The crowd dispersed and looked at him. He looked around and found that there seemed to be no shortage of people. He showed a disappointed look on his face and said to them, "Today is the same as yesterday. You wash up first, and then do something for us. We will provide you with breakfast, lunch and dinner for free. If you have no problem, just follow me."

He was about to turn around. The others didn't say anything, and even couldn't wait to catch up with him.

Li Qingshan asked, "What are you going to do today?"

Everyone paused and slowly turned their heads to look at him. There was a trace of admiration hidden in their surprise, as if they were still a little scared. They quietly took a small step back again, as if they were afraid that someone's blood would splash on them.

The old servant replied coldly: "It's okay to tell you in advance. Today we are going to make a batch of clothes. You have to be models for us. We will use your body data to make the new clothes. You have to try them on."

"What kind of new clothes are they?" Li Qingshan asked with a smile, narrowing his eyes.

"Just performance clothes." The old servant said with a bad face.

The housekeeper led a group of people to a square place. The door was square, the room was square, the pillars were black, and the tiles were black. It looked like an opaque box. Even in broad daylight, it was very gloomy, with a chill coming up from the ground.

"Where is this?"

"Ancestral hall or a shrine?"

"It looks weird. Aren't you going to make clothes? Why are you here? This can't be a tailor shop? That's too funny! Hahaha..."

The crowd looked at each other. Those who were unwilling to accept the reality whispered and gradually retreated, as if they wanted to take the opportunity to escape. The servants behind the butler blocked the door and surrounded them in the middle. They had no way to run, so they could only stand there and stopped, but their bodies were shaking slightly, as if they were scared.

The butler walked in front and stood in front of the door. When he heard the panicked voices of the crowd, he slowly turned around, smiled, and said to them in a very friendly way: "Don't be afraid!"

Everyone was quiet for a moment, but soon, the fear became stronger than before. Some people could no longer control their teeth and made coughing sounds.

It sounded like a dry branch blown by the wind knocking on the window on a cold autumn night.

"This is not an ancestral hall," the housekeeper's smile deepened, "There is only a statue of our local god inside, which is a little different from the one outside, but we usually come here, it's very safe here, just a little dark and scary.

Don't worry, we are just going in to take a bite today, we don't need to stay long, after you follow me in, just stand at the door and wait for me, come to me one by one, and after you have taken all the bites, you can leave."

"Taking a bite of what? Why do you need to take a bite to make new performance costumes?" Li Qingshan asked with a smile.

"Because this performance is very important, we can't be careless, so we must take the seats in advance," the butler's smile dimmed. "If we don't take the seats, the inappropriate people will wear inappropriate clothes, which will ruin the performance, and no one in the village will be happy."

He repeated it again, very seriously, "We must take the seats!"

Everyone looked at each other, had nothing to say, and followed him in with their heads down.

The butler led everyone into the small box. The servants stood at the door, and the others stood by the threshold, as if they were going to run out as soon as they had the chance. Li Qingshan stood in the shadow by the door, close to the pillar, dark, his whole face was swallowed up, looking weird, gloomy and scary.

Taylor stood beside him, quietly and motionless, staring at the candlelight not far away and blinking.

He leaned close to Li Qingshan's ear and laughed softly, "Look at that fire, isn't it very bright? It flickers very brightly!"

He laughed again after he finished speaking, which sounded a little weird.

Li Qingshan nodded and said, "That's right."

Taylor was very happy, smiled, and returned to his original position.

The old housekeeper walked in the front. There was a black table with a large incense burner on it. There was a thick layer of incense ash in the burner, and three incense sticks were inserted on it. They were thin and long, rose-red, and the top was gray. There were red dots hidden under the gray, flashing like eyes peeping in the dark with bad intentions.

There were burning candles lined up next to them, red and thick. After burning for a while, the candle oil dripped from it, looking like a crooked hill.

In the shadow beside the table stood an old woman, bent over, wearing a black robe, a bright red dress underneath, black pants, and black shoes, looking eerie.

Next to him was a teenager, whose gender was unknown. He was dressed in servant's clothes and stood there with his head down. He seemed to be a servant who specialized in serving the old woman, or to be a watchman, or to be a gatekeeper.

The housekeeper lit three incense sticks, bowed to the statue covered with a black cloth in front of him, and then inserted the three incense sticks into the incense burner. With a smile on his face, he stood up and turned to the two people next to him.

The boy turned and disappeared into the darkness for a while. When he reappeared, he was holding a small red box in his hand. He handed the box to the old woman.

The old woman opened the box and took out the thing inside. It turned out to be something used for fortune-telling. It looked like the six yao, or it could be called the Holy Grail.

In short, the old woman held the things in her hands, put her hands together into a big circle, raised them in the middle of her face, closed her eyes, muttered something, then turned around and handed the things in her hands to the housekeeper.

The housekeeper took the things, looked at Li Qingshan and said, "Come and stand next to me."

Li Qingshan walked over.

The housekeeper waited for him to stand still before throwing the things in his hands away, then lowered his head and squinted his eyes to look at it. After looking at it, he seemed to have gotten a result that was not surprising. He picked up the things on the ground and threw them again. This time, he was quite surprised.

The butler looked at the things on the ground, then looked at Li Qingshan standing next to him, rubbed his eyes, as if he suspected that he had seen it wrong, put down his hand and looked again, and it was probably not wrong. The expression on his face was very complicated, as if he saw a gold ingot falling from the sky and falling into Li Qingshan's hands.

In short, he felt that Li Qingshan was unworthy.

Li Qingshan stood by and smiled.

Although he didn't understand, it didn't prevent him from feeling happy.

"You can go now. Go outside or wait at the door. It's up to you," the butler waved his hand, "Call the next person in."

Li Qingshan was ready to leave, and stood by and twisted his body to ask, "Can anyone be anybody?"

The butler nodded and said, "Anyone can be anybody!"

Li Qingshan nodded and left, patting Taylor's arm and saying, "Go ahead!"

Taylor nodded, and after walking over, the butler asked him to stop and threw it again. This time he looked at the things, and his expression was still very surprised, but better than the last time. He looked at Taylor with a smile and said, "You guys."

Then the butler waved his hand and let Taylor go, and told him to remember to call the next person. The others went up one by one, and came out one by one. The butler got the result, and finally walked out slowly, taking everyone out.

"Where are we going next?" Li Qingshan asked loudly.

"It's time to measure the clothes," the butler said without looking back, walking slowly in front, "I'll take you to the tailor shop, just cooperate with the tailoring! Don't be surprised!"

After walking for a while, he said, "If you annoy others and disturb their work, it's not a joke."

The voice was not loud, few people heard it, and few people took it to heart.

The butler led everyone out of the yard and onto the street. It was sunny and hot on the street, and they were sweating all over. But after walking for a while, the fog came out, and the sunlight was blurred, as if it was trapped in the fog and melted, leaving only a little hazy color, which was also unclear.

The further they walked, the thicker the fog became. When they reached the door of the tailor shop, the fog was so thick that they couldn't even see the door of the shop next door.

The butler knocked on the door outside the tailor shop. The sound was quite clear. After waiting for a while, a young man came out, bowed, and invited them in.

The butler sat at a table. Soon someone brought tea to the table. He drank it and pointed to the people next to him. The young man who opened the door looked at everyone and nodded.

"Everyone, please line up," the young man said to them with a smile, "Come one by one, we will measure your body and make clothes for you now."

Li Qingshan and Taylor stood at the front of the team.

The young man smiled at them, pointed to a room not far away and said, "Come with me, there is a dressing room and also a place to measure your body."

He said to the others, "Okay, I will call the next one, you can come in one by one."

The others nodded.

He waved to Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan followed him to the dressing room, he closed the door, and the room suddenly became dark. He turned on the light, which was on the desk. It was a green-topped light, and the light was very white, like a layer of pale foundation on the desk.

"Please stand in front of the mirror," the young man picked up the tape measure on the table, smiled and pointed to the position to Li Qingshan, "Stand there and don't move, you can close your eyes, I will call you after I measure you."

Li Qingshan nodded and stood in front of the mirror.

The young man came over with a ruler in his hand and stretched out his hand to measure Li Qingshan's waist. When he lowered his head, it was normal. But when he raised his head, a rotten face appeared in the mirror, bloody, covered with dirt, black, vaguely like ants crawling, and there seemed to be sticky liquid, I don't know if it was pus dissolved somewhere.

His two hands turned into pale bones, thin and long, as if they had just come out from underground, eerie, cold, grabbing people and dragging them underground.

The clothes were tattered, stained with blood, and discolored. I don't know how long ago they were, and they looked very dirty.

Li Qingshan was not frightened. He squinted his eyes and only felt that the person in the mirror had changed, but he did not look closely, so even if the picture was very scary, it did not affect him much.

The light here was too dim for him. He felt a little uncomfortable in his eyes. When he saw the changes in the mirror, he did not want to open his eyes to check carefully, so he simply closed his eyes. Somehow

, he felt a little itchy on his back, as if there were many soft and fluffy big bugs crawling on the clothes on his back. He moved his shoulder blades.

The young man behind him immediately pressed his hands on his shoulders, with a hint of anger in his gentleness: "Guest! Please don't move."

Li Qingshan closed his eyes and responded.

The young man slowly let go of him: "I believe we all want to finish this suit as soon as possible, please don't disturb my work anymore."