Chapter 355: Going to the Tiger Mountain

The black wooden sign was only the size of a palm, and was shaped like an old token. There were many strange symbols carved on it. I only recognized a few square small seal characters in the middle, which were a person's birth date.

The strange thing was that there was a transparent hole in the place where the birth date was carved. Blood was constantly flowing in the hole, giving people the feeling that this small wooden sign had life. My knife clearly stabbed the fake Qingzhu, but in the end it left a mark on the small wooden sign.

Brother Yaozi frowned and squatted down to pick up the small wooden sign, but saw that the small wooden sign suddenly struggled violently, trembling in his hands, and emitting bursts of shrill screams. The strange symbols on the wooden sign moved with it, gradually forming the shape of a human face. It looked like a man, wailing in pain...

All this was very short-lived. In the blink of an eye, the symbols gradually faded, and the human face disappeared into thin air. The wooden sign no longer bleeds, and only a wisp of black air drifts out from the small hole, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Wan Niang stared at the wooden sign for a moment and sighed, "There is a person inside, and now his soul has been scattered."

"The cellar sign."

Brother Yaozi said in a deep voice, "After all, it is a substitute."

I sneered, "It's normal. Lao Bai also said that most of the thieves are low-class people who can only hide behind to harm people. They are weak and pitiful. How could such a thing take risks personally? But after killing her substitute, she must be very uncomfortable at this time, right?"

Having said that, I have to admit in my heart that this thief has some skills.

There are many substitutes in this world. The servants of our ritual officials and the paper figures under the hands of paper craftsmen are strange and numerous. The cellar sign is one of the most sophisticated ones.

The most important thing about this substitute sign is a piece of pure cellar wood.

On the Loess Plateau, people in northern Shaanxi would dig a kind of stone cave on the cliff. It is very narrow and can only accommodate one or two people. It is usually used to avoid soldiers and bandits. The name of this stone cave is called a "窨子".

Since the name of the "窨子木" contains the word "窨子", it is because it has the same effect, but only ghosts can experience this wonderfulness.

This is a carbon-colored tree that grows in dark places all year round. Because the surrounding area is extremely yin, the negative pole produces the positive pole, so this thing itself restrains ghosts.

It is said that for ghosts, the interior of the "窨子木" is connected in all directions, and they are all caves similar to "窨子", which are connected to each other to form a maze that cannot be broken out. Rather than restraining ghosts, it is more appropriate to say that this thing imprisons ghosts.

In the past, when we ritual officials buried people, if the deceased had already turned into a corpse before being buried, we would pick up the wood of the cellar to make a coffin, throw the dead person in it, nail the coffin with seven-inch nails, and send it into the grave with gongs and drums. It is unknown whether the dead person will be buried in peace, but it can't come out anyway, and the living will be at peace.

Although the cellar plaque is not as grand as the cellar coffin, it is no different in function. It can lock up ghosts. Some sorcerers use it as a substitute for themselves, engraving their birth date and some symbols related to black witchcraft on the outside of the cellar plaque. This process is called "imitation skin and bone painting", which is similar to women dressing up. The ghost in the cellar plaque is painted to look like themselves. The last step is to use a drop of one's own blood to sacrifice and refine the cellar plaque, so that the cellar plaque can be controlled at will.

This kind of substitute is hard to tell with the naked eye, it is quite clever. I killed the vase card, and ruined a drop of Yaji's blood. She must be mentally hurt and not very comfortable. To put it simply, her head must be buzzing now, as if someone swung a sledgehammer and hit her hard on the back of the head.

Brother Yaozi weighed the cellar card in his hand, turned around and looked at me and asked: "When it comes to playing tricks, I can't catch up with you. Since you have been pretending to be nice to her for a long time, I guess you already have an idea of ​​what to do next?"

"You also said that this bastard's target is me and Xiaozhi, so it's not a surprise that she was discovered by Qingzhu before. I guess Qingzhu fell into her trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain and was lured away long ago, so that she could free up her hands to deal with us. One wrong move will lead to falling behind. Now we can't rely on Qingzhu, we have to rely on ourselves."

I thought for a moment and said: "There is an old saying that goes, knowing that there is a tiger in the mountain, we will go to the tiger mountain. Since we already know that she has used means to kill the prisoners, let's break her means. Today I really have to lie on thorns to climb the mountain."

Brother Yaozi's eyes flashed, and asked: "Are you worried about my uncle?"

I sighed and nodded silently. One thing was certain. Everything Brother Yaozi knew was known to that thief. My master was mentioned in the story he made up. I couldn't guarantee that he would not go to Zhenwu Temple in desperation!

A half-step heavenly master who was in seclusion was even more fragile than an ordinary person. The consequences would be disastrous if he was disturbed.

Although this possibility was very small, the Taoist quiet place, blessed by the ancestors, and evil spirits generally dared not go there, but as long as there was a one in ten thousand possibility, I would not dare to gamble and must rush back overnight!

"I know a place!"

Brother Yaozi said softly, "This place may help your plan."

I was far less familiar with the mountain roads near Zhenwu Temple than Brother Yaozi. So far, the places where I had been active were the front and back mountains of Zhenwu Temple. In this case, it was right to listen to Brother Yaozi. I immediately packed my things, let Xiaozhi ride on Dahuang, and waved to let Brother Yaozi lead the way.

The Killing Pass is not far from us. Soon, we can see the valley in the mountains. Facing the moonlight, looking from afar, it is like a big dragon lying dormant on the mountain, winding upward.

However, Brother Yaozi did not stop here, but took us to the west directly. Soon, he stopped on a towering mountain.

At this time, the Killing Pass is right under our feet, but the valley is filled with thick fog, and we can't see what's going on inside at a glance.

I know that this is the great formation of Qimen Dunjia still working. If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the water formation in the five elements formation. The water formation in the dry valley can stimulate the earth's energy and produce fog, which is actually a kind of Feng Shui change.

"My uncle told me about this place."

Brother Yaozi sighed and said, "The founder of Zhenwu Temple helped the Song army fight against Jin here. He once stood here. Because the valley is a maze, it is impossible to get a glimpse of clues from other places. Only here is a gap in the formation. You can see the situation in the formation clearly here. He is like a banished immortal. He made countless Jin soldiers die here while chatting and laughing!"

Old Bai muttered, "But I can't see anything here!"

"Willow leaves can improve eyesight!"

I smiled and said, "If you want to see through the Feng Shui blindness, try wiping it with willow leaves!"

Old Bai immediately did as he was told, picked two willow leaves from the side to wipe his eyes, and then looked at the situation below. He couldn't help but shudder...