In the Wang Ancestral Hall.

The light on the altar seemed to be suppressed by something invisible. It was dim and dim within three feet and was about to be completely extinguished at any time.

At the junction of light and darkness, a stiff figure stood there quietly like a sculpture.

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

Wang Yuan, whose whole body was gripped by nightmares, tried hard to suppress the beating of his heart like a drum in his chest and forced himself to calm down.

Through the dim light, he could barely make out what seemed to be a woman with disheveled hair.

He lowered his head and stood in front of the altar without saying a word, which was very close to him.

Under the tattered clothes, her body was covered with patches of gray-green rust that looked like fish scales.

Moreover, messy and knotted hair, rotten and moldy clothes, shoes with exposed toes... there was water dripping all over the body.

But outside the gate of the ancestral hall, although the night was thick and thick, like the smelly ink that was constantly rolling, there was not even a drop of rain on the ground.

What's even weirder is that except for this woman's feet, there are no footprints visible inside or outside the ancestral hall, as if she had been standing here from the beginning.

Seeing Wang Yuan here, he couldn't help but extinguish the last trace of luck in his heart and shouted silently:

"How could you be so unlucky that it's your first time to play a 'corpse' and encounter such a small probability event?

No, that’s not right, this is not the kind of ordinary [female object] that only confuses, frightens, and is afraid of cinnabar and peach wood magic weapons, but a genuine... [weird]!"

hiss!

All kinds of terrifying legends could not help but surge in his mind. Wang Yuan suppressed the trembling and quickly scanned the increasingly darkened ancestral hall with the only eyeball in his body that could still move.

When encountering [strangeness], if it were a time traveler who had just arrived, or the original "idiot", he could almost directly declare: there is no hope of saving, just wait to die.

But he felt that he might still be able to save it.

In these years, Wang Yuan has maintained a foolish persona in order to survive in the hands of his relatives.

But as long as you are conscious, you must seize every opportunity to learn all kinds of knowledge about this mysterious world and enrich yourself with the capital to settle down.

After all, the Prince of Daling is also the guardian of the mausoleum on Beimang Mountain. Even though he is half of the Yinmen family, his understanding of the heresies and legends is far better than ordinary people.

Wang Yuan knew that in this magical world, there were not only monsters, spirits, ghosts, and monsters active, but they were all within the scope of ordinary people's understanding and could communicate and even use tricks to control them.

As a tomb-keeper and a direct descendant of the Wang family, he had seen a lot of them with his own eyes on the Beimang Mountain next door, so he was not too scared.

In addition, there is a terrifying existence that really kills people - [Weird]!

Something out of the ordinary is called "strange", something strange and chaotic is called "weird".

They are like bugs inserted into this world, making it difficult for mortals to communicate, understand, and resist.

It is said that the particularly powerful ones among them are just like the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning that exist in nature. They cannot be completely killed no matter what method is used!

There are many such cases in the files collected by Wang:

[The third year of Yong'an·Xuanpingfang Oil Seller]

In Xuanpingfang, the capital, there is a young oil seller who only sells lard at night markets. The lard he sells is not only cheap but also delicious.

But all the people in the capital who had eaten his lard disappeared one after another within a month.

By the time the government found them in an oil mill, they had all died violently. Their bodies were intact, but no trace of fat could be found.

[Eighth year of Jianming Dynasty·Human trees in Xang Er Mountain]

This year there were often woodcutters on Xanthium Mountain, hunters disappeared, no one was alive or dead, and the residents down the mountain were panic-stricken.

It wasn't until a traveling monk who knew some strange arts passed by this mountain and strayed into a wild village deep in the forest that he discovered that there was a big tree covered with human heads growing in the village.

Under the tree, there are hundreds of headless people fishing, woodworking and farming, just like they were in life.

The traveling monk fled for his life, and soon after his return he became a madman. Three days later, he chopped off his own head with a hatchet and planted it in the soil.

When the officials heard the news and went to look for the Nomura, the "human tree" had already disappeared.

[The 14th year of Jianming Dynasty·Dayan Treasure Ship]

In Yunhe County, Dengzhou Prefecture, a maritime merchant named Zheng Bangjie happened to encounter a returning Dayan treasure ship when he led his team to sea. He was invited to board the treasure ship to admire the rare treasures brought back from overseas.

The accompanying merchants were dazzled and wanted to buy it. Half a month later, they all returned with treasures, including precious stones, jade, coral trees, and fancy clocks... which caused a sensation in the state capital.

But just two months later, they all died at home.

After investigation: Maritime merchants paid not only gold and silver coins for selling treasures, but also the rest of their lives...

A blessing in misfortune.

Although these [weird things] are terrifying, they seem to be subject to certain restrictions. They cannot kill people arbitrarily without any reason. Most of them have rules to follow when harming people.

Theoretically, as long as this pattern can be found, even ordinary people may survive in their hands.

Wang Yuan quickly scanned the [weird] and increasingly dark ancestral hall up and down, trying to find the glimmer of hope before the other party launched an attack.

suddenly.

He noticed that this [strange person] did not look at him from beginning to end after it appeared, but instead kept staring at a tribute on the altar.

Then Wang Yuan's eyes fell on the altar at his feet, and his expression suddenly changed.

"This is..."

He has been sitting here for a day, so he knows exactly what is on the altar.

In addition to the sacrificial incense candles, fruits, and pig heads, there were only two books left.

The first is "Spring and Autumn Gongyang's Interpretation" which is a must-read for all Confucian scholars in Dayan, and the second is a military book "The Thirty-Six Books of the Military Classics Volume 8".

This is a reminder to the ancestors that the Wang family has been passing down the family through literature and martial arts for the past two hundred years.

This happens every year, so it's not surprising.

But this time.

As if feeling the aura of [Weird] on his body, the "Spring and Autumn Gongyang Exegesis" seemed to have come to life, slowly squirming and transforming into something else.

The original paper quietly turned into burnt yellow leather, which seemed to have uncleaned meridians and blood vessels, which made people have a very bad association.

The words "Spring and Autumn Gongyang Execution" gradually turned into red and black as if written in blood..."The Corpse Account Sutra"!

There was no need to open it at all, just staring at it, Wang Yuan seemed to have many illusions in his mind.

A strong corpse smell seemed to penetrate directly into the brain along the eyes.

There are sounds of wooden fish in my ears, shrill cries, and the ravings of a madman, which together form a confusing scripture:

"The king of fat and swollen corpses, take a hundred and six shots from the bottom; look at the four old eyes, green teeth and pale tongue; wind drinks all over the body, ghosts, eaters and demons swallow..."

"It's the life and death that gather and disperse in one breath. There's no life and no death, but people are planning to call it life and death.

There are those who stand dead, those who sit dead, those who lie down, those who are sick, and those who take medicine for death; there are the signs of new death, the signs of fat swelling, the signs of blood smearing...waiting for death, there is no difference between A and B..."

Seeing the "Corpse Book", which seemed to be copied from human skin, a thunder exploded in Wang Yuan's brain.

"No wonder, using an evil [weird object] that records strange knowledge as bait, it's so cruel! It's so cruel!"

The reason why he encountered [strangeness] was obviously not because Wang Yuan himself was really so unlucky.

But Wang Yunhu and the others, who secretly planned all this, did not place their hopes on illusory luck at all.

Once the plan was made, he took action decisively and pushed Wang Yuan hard from behind, who was already standing on the edge of the cliff.

The already somewhat dangerous "Corpse Sacrifice Ritual" coupled with this "Corpse Book" is no longer a trick, but a direct trick!

What's more important is that Wang's Wen and Wu heirs who guard the mausoleum have no inheritance of magic at all, and Wang Yunhu most likely colludes with outsiders. This is a warlock's method!

Wang Yuan's eyes flickered.

I can't help but be extremely suspicious. If you engage in such [witchcraft] that can even kill noble people just for the sake of this mere thousand acres of land, are you really not afraid of having your home confiscated and annihilated?

What is the difference between using this method to deal with a "fool" and using a cannon to kill mosquitoes?

But before he could continue to think deeply.

Bang——! Bang! Bang!

Suddenly there was the sound of banging, one slow and two fast, in the distance.

"Heaven, earth and human beings, the most blessed and prosperous, midnight, midnight!"

The lyrics of Three Watchmen have just finished.

The fishy smell of countless rotten fish soaked in the river suddenly exploded in Wang Yuan's nose.

[Weird] One of the common conditions for killing people.

——Yin and Yang Conference, water and fire are in harmony; in the middle of the night, wild monsters kill people!

I saw [Weird], who had been staring at the Corpse Book without moving, suddenly raised his head.

The messy black hair was parted to both sides, revealing a terrifying face with half of the flesh rotting and swelling, and half of it covered with fish scales.

It's like a corpse that has been soaked in the water for countless years, or like a fish demon that has gone awry.

She stared at her eyes like dead fish and asked Wang Yuan pitifully:

"Brother, do you think I look like a human or a fish?"

There seems to be expectation hidden in the pupils as small as pinpoints.

At the same time, Wang Yuan also found that he had regained control of his head.

But he didn't rush to answer. He gritted his teeth and stared at that terrifying and strange face.

He knew that these were all [weird] tricks.

If you answer like a fish, the other party will definitely become angry and use force directly.

But if you answer like a human being, you will never end well.

Referring to other incident files over the years, 80% of the time, [Strange] will use this promise to drain all his luck and blessings, and die in a ridiculous way within a few days.

It seems that no matter what the answer is, it is death. It is just the difference between early death and late death.

When Wang Yuan's mind was spinning, the female spy spoke again:

"Brother, do you think I look like a human or a fish?"

Although the tone was no different from before, the temperature in the ancestral hall dropped a few points again.

Wang Yuan knew that if he didn't answer, the other party might take action directly.

But he also knows that he must not be timid at this time. Once his courage is gone, his energy and blood will be weak, and the opponent will immediately take advantage of him.

So he had a stern expression on his face, and with the [weird] expectant eyes in his eyes, he shouted loudly:

“Are you more like a human or a fish?

To me, you look like a... 148cm tall Sanwushuang ponytail who cries for a long time even after being punched——!!!"

As soon as the words fell, the female spy took a step back involuntarily as if she had been punched hard, and her figure suddenly became seven inches shorter.

"Ugh?"

There was confusion in the eyes of her two dead fishes. She could understand each of these words, but when they were connected together, she couldn't understand them at all.

For a while, I couldn't even tell whether he should be killed or not.

But before she could react, the invisible power that originally possessed Wang Yuan's body had suddenly been shattered.

Without hesitation, he jumped off the altar and ran away.

A moment of cleverness can't offset the huge gap in strength between the two sides. The top priority now is to drag down those bullies guarding the outside and make them their scapegoats.

Only by feeding this [weirdness] can you possibly save your life.

Whoosh!

With lightning speed, Wang Yuan had never run so fast in his life. In just five steps, he successfully rushed out of the ancestral hall gate.

Seeing that life is close at hand.

"Come on..."

Unfortunately, Wang Yuan, who encountered a strange thing for the first time, still underestimated the power of a [weird].

As soon as the shout came out, his feet were suddenly entangled in the algae-like hair behind him, and his whole body was dragged back to the ancestral hall by a huge force, and was slapped on the ground with a "snap".

The door of the ancestral hall that represented hope in front of him also suddenly closed.

next moment.

Countless long hairs were swimming fast on the ground like snakes, trying to penetrate Wang Yuan's body from seven orifices, nine pores, or even billions of pores, eating him clean from the inside out.

Obviously, the answer is wrong!

And this time, not only Wang Yuan's body, but also his mind will be gradually frozen:

"It won't even take a day for me to fully regain my consciousness. Is this going to be the end of me?!"

"God, Buddha, Taoist Lord, Bodhisattva, Allah, Heaven, Ancestor, Heavenly Master, Zhong Kui, Taoist Master Yimei...Help!"

No surprise.

Wang Yuan's traditional performance of holding on to N people at once was a shameful failure.

However.

At the moment when the ends of those hairs were about to pierce the skin and penetrate into his body.

Wow...

In the deepest part of Wang Yuan's consciousness, a book with the words "Little Book of Life and Death" written in golden ancient seal on the cover suddenly turned from virtual to real, and its brilliance skyrocketed.
Chapter completed!