Outside the door, a paper-made figure with two bamboo legs hanging down was leaning forward.
It seemed to want to get close to the crack in the door to see what the people in the house were doing.
It was at this moment that Chu Mu opened the door, grabbed the paper man's head with one hand, and dragged it into the house.
Bang.
Chu Mu closed the door with his foot.
【Wow, the little honey pot is very spicy. 】
[Is the cutie a sweet chili sauce? ]
[He's very brave. Doesn't he know that this white-headed thing is a ghost?]
[Middle-earth is an uncivilized land, and there are many stupid people, like this guy, who has a nice face but unfortunately no brains.]
[I agree. Provoking evil spirits in the ghost realm, I just want to say that even God can't save him.]
I watched the entire live broadcast from Piaopiao Country. Those evil forces beyond nature hate provocations from humans the most.
【The right thing to do is not to provoke them. 】
If Aisen and his men hadn't stolen the vampire's rose, Piaopiao Country wouldn't have fallen so quickly.
"Can you contact the people inside? Tell them the clues. I can't bear to see such a cute little sweetheart being killed by a ghost."
【……】
At this time, the foreign languages on the barrage had been miraculously transformed into Middle-Asia characters, but each barrage was followed by a blood-red IP address.
Weird and wonderful.
Netizens in Zhongzhou have finally recovered from the huge shock. Some of those with good receptive abilities have already rushed into the live broadcast room as soon as possible.
But no one posted any comments, they just stared at the screen with all kinds of ridicule and pessimism against the foreign IP.
Outside the ghost zone cordon, the thin old man with white hair has not closed his eyes for several days.
He stared at the live broadcast screen, and the black beads in his hand clicked.
"Master," a little boy in yellow clothes came running over, "the Yin-locking flags have been arranged."
"Okay." The old man responded solemnly, but his eyes did not leave the screen.
If the action team fails, he will initiate a sacrifice of 100,000 people as soon as the ghost domain becomes a reality.
Use 500,000 living people in Guidi to suppress the Yinhu ghost domain.
"Master," the little boy said with a worried look on his face, "the sins caused by the sacrifice of a hundred thousand people would be too great to be undone even with ten lifetimes of merit."
Whenever the formation is completed, the old man will have only one fate - to be dragged into the ground by the souls of 500,000 wronged dead, to be tortured and never to come out again.
"So what?" the old man looked up at the edge of the ghostly realm shrouded in black fog. "As long as I can protect a trace of the Central Continent bloodline, why should I fear death?"
The old man's eyes were firm, and his expression was full of generosity, as if to say, "If I don't go to hell, who will?"
A sudden surge of tragic heroism arose in the heart of the little boy in yellow. He stood with his master, looking towards the border of the ghost realm with a confused look.
…
Chu Mu pulled down the rope of the bed curtain and hung the paper man on the beam.
"Second Madam, please put on your makeup." The paper man's two bamboo legs swung back and forth, and his black eyes stared at Chu Mu intently.
Chu Mu said calmly, "I'm not ugly, why should I paint?"
"These are the rules of the house. If you don't follow them, you will be punished."
Chu Mu's eyebrows tightened. "Putting on makeup is the rule of this mansion, not the rule of the entire Thirteen Caves?"
The paper-made man swung back and forth: "That's the rule, that's the rule."
This is a deliberate avoidance of the answer.
Chu Mu had a guess in his mind, he took out the Seal of the King of Hell with one hand, and the live broadcast screen stopped.
He took out the talisman paper and slapped it at the paper man.
boom.
The flames engulfed the paper man, and after a short scream, the ghost consciousness attached to the paper man disappeared.
"Did you find anything?" Chi Xiusi seemed to have turned into the weak and sickly person he was before. He didn't stand for long before he found a stool and sat down.
"We've all been fooled." Chu Mu chuckled. "The ghost matchmaker deliberately emphasized that the four prohibitions are the rules of the Thirteen Caves. In fact, she is lying. There are no so-called prohibitions or rules here at all."
Chi Xiusi's eyes flickered slightly: "Are they bluffing?"
"Yes," Chu Mu had already guessed, "The rule of the first cave is that you cannot reveal your original identity, and the rules of the second cave have several more. They are playing psychological warfare with us."
The death of the female host in the First Cave was a wake-up call for everyone. Even Chu Mu had to be cautious and subconsciously felt that this ghost realm was very scary.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Baihua's assistant died in the second cave. Such a horrific death once again reinforced everyone's fear of this place.
"But if it's really that powerful, why would it go to such great lengths to force me to use gouache?
And if it’s the rules that are at work, why do we have to use paper figurines to force everyone to put on makeup?
If someone doesn't follow the rules, shouldn't we just kill them?"
Chi Xiusi nodded in agreement.
Chu Mu continued, "In the first cave, it only sent a ghost bride to deal with me. In the second cave, it brought the brazier and Xiao Fang. It kept going around with one goal in mind."
"Bind the God." Chi Xiusi clenched his fists.
"From the beginning to the end, this ghost domain was designed to deal with me, and it seemed to know very well that if it wanted to control me, it had to get me attacked first."
Chu Mu put away the Seal of the King of Hell. He was deceived into taking the risk to go to the underworld in another world to get the Seal of the King of Hell, just to block the Lord of the Ghost Realm whose strength was unknown.
The Yinhu Ghost Realm is definitely powerful, but it shouldn't be more powerful than him, a max-level boss.
What's more, there is Fan Ji who has awakened his power here.
After figuring out all these things, Chu Mu suddenly felt enlightened. He walked quickly to the main hall of the courtyard.
Everyone in the action team had a white face, and at first glance they looked more like ghosts than ghosts.
Xiao Zhou also applied the gouache. He looked at Chu Mu and Chi Xiusi's clean faces and was stunned: "Didn't those paper figurines chase you to apply the gouache?"
"Everyone, go wash up."
Chu Mu's words made everyone look at each other in surprise.
"There has never been such a rule," Chu Mu said solemnly, "Its purpose is to make you smear the gouache made from the ashes of this temple priest."
The crowd was silent for a moment.
"I don't believe it," a pale-faced man whose face couldn't be identified shook his head firmly. "There's no harm in applying it anyway, and this is all your speculation. We haven't even met the Second Cave Master, so how can you be so sure there's no such rule?"
His words were echoed by most people.
Chi Xiusi sneered: "What kind of good do you think the gouache that the ghost wants you to apply is?"
"Don't listen to him," a voice said, "Chu Mu is nothing but a charlatan. We encountered a ghost in the stilt house, and he had no idea what to do but run away."
The person who spoke was the young man who had previously asked Chu Mu to save the female host.
Baihu glared at him seriously: "What nonsense are you talking about? Shut up!"
"I'm not talking nonsense," the young man randomly pointed out a few names, "You all went to the stilt house together. Tell me, did Chu Mu take the lead and run away?"
The people whose names were called looked at each other and nodded: "It seems to be true..."
Chi Ruisi poked Chu Mu's lower back and laughed wickedly: "Look, pink turned black."
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