It closely resembles the "soul-locking chain" described in the "Taoist Canon: Chapter on Suppressing Evil," and is winding its way closer along the tunnel.
I took a deep breath, tried not to think about those things, and kept walking forward.
As we rounded the third bend, fox-eye-shaped carvings indeed appeared on the stone wall.
As soon as I turned the corner, I heard the sound of claws scratching the ground behind me.
I held my breath and moved along the moss-covered stone wall.
Something caught on her trouser leg. Looking down, she saw white hair emerging from a crack in the wall, each strand wrapped with dark red thread.
After finally finding the tunnel exit, I peeked out and heard the sound of bells approaching from afar.
I lay prone in the grass and saw three disheveled women float by.
Half of a fox's tail peeked out from under their skirts, the bronze bells at the ends gleaming eerily.
One of them suddenly stopped, its neck twisting at an odd angle.
I hurriedly buried my head in the pile of decaying leaves, afraid of being discovered.
These two or three vixens are easy for me to deal with, but we're in their stronghold right now. If I recklessly go out and fight them to the death, I'll definitely be dead.
I didn't dare to get up until the sound of the bell had completely disappeared.
Using the moonlight to orient themselves, they discovered that the mountain path they had come from had completely changed.
The pine trees that were originally there have all turned into locust trees.
Each tree trunk was nailed with a bronze mirror, the mirror surface covered with a thick layer of bloodstains.
After finally finding a tent halfway up the mountain, Dazhu's snoring was still echoing.
Has this old guy been back for a while?
What about Xiaofei and that fat guy?
I looked at their tents but didn't see anyone; they were probably still enjoying themselves inside.
I just don't know how many more times they'll get to enjoy this.
But that's their fate.
I thought he wouldn't be here until dawn.
I lifted the tent flap in confusion and went inside, only to find a blue-and-white porcelain vase next to his pillow. Instead of flowers, three severed fingers were stuck in the mouth of the vase.
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