infinite danger

Chapter 165 Containers

"Scream?" Yanyue's face became even colder: "When Zhizhayan insisted that we cut down the bamboo next to the grave, I thought it was weird, but now it seems that there is indeed a problem."

Bai Yi: "Then what should we do now, should the bamboo be chopped or not?"

Sheng Shu gritted his teeth and said, "Of course it has to be chopped, if you can't finish the task, you will die."

The novice girl looked at Sheng Shu's bleeding hand, worried: "Brother Sheng, stop the bleeding first, then we can talk."

Without further ado, Ji Siwei took a fruit knife and took a step forward, cut Sheng Shu's sleeves and tore them into strips of cloth, skillfully wrapped the wound around him, and pressed to stop the bleeding.

"Brother Huya, you are very proficient in first aid, but..." Yanyue looked at it and smiled: "The ones who save people usually cut their own clothes, right?"

Ji Siwei: "It's cold."

When the weather is cold, don't sacrifice yourself for others.

Sheng Shu sniffed from the cold, and sincerely thanked Ji Siwei, noticed the fruit knife in his hand, and asked curiously, "Where did you get this fruit knife?"

Ji Siwei turned the knife in his hand, and said solemnly: "My family sells fruit, and I was cutting fruit at a small stall before I came in the dungeon."

Yanyue took a look at him and joked, "The little prince of the fruit stand?"

Sheng Shu smiled wryly: "Stop teasing him, think about what to do with these few bamboos."

"What else can I do, just keep chopping." Yanyue reached out to him: "If you don't dare, let me do it, and give me the knife."

"Are you coming?" Sheng Shu hesitated, but still handed the knife to Yanyue: "Be careful, this bamboo is really evil."

Yanyue took the knife and was not in a hurry to cut bamboo. She glanced at the name on the tombstone and cleared her throat: "We were entrusted by the village head and Zhi Zhayan to cut bamboo for the [-]th day of sacrifice. Get ready, if you have any grievances, go to them instead of us."

Sheng Shu: "Is this useful?"

"I don't know, it depends on luck." Yanyue smiled, held the bamboo in one hand, and swung the knife neatly.

"Ah ah ah

The sharp screams almost rang close to her ears, and Yanyue burst into cold sweat instantly.

She stood up carefully, put down the chopped bamboo, checked her hands, and breathed a sigh of relief: "No injury, did you hear any sound just now?"

Bai Yi's face turned pale: "I heard a woman's scream."

"I'm not injured." Yanyue calmed down, looked at the tombstone and said in a deep voice, "The owner of the tomb seems to have agreed."

Zhou Qi also heard the screams, but he insisted that it was just a group hearing error: "What kind of metaphysics is this?"

Yanyue was too lazy to talk to him, and she chopped down the remaining three bamboos in one go. This time, she didn't hear the screams again.

In order to reduce the burden, Ji Siwei and Zhou Qi cut off the branches and leaves of the bamboo, and then tied the bamboo with thin and soft bamboo branches.

Sheng Shu felt that the wound was not serious, so he picked up the bamboo and put it on his shoulder: "Let's go."

Ji Siwei said: "You are injured, let me get it."

"No, it's just a few bamboos." Sheng Shu resolutely refused him, and walked ahead quickly.

The blood stained the cloth strips binding the wound red, printed on the bamboo, and disappeared in an instant, no one noticed.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Sheng Shu was so tired that his head was sweating profusely, his waist was bent more and more, and he gasped and said, "Why do I feel that these bamboos are getting heavier and heavier."

"Why are these little bamboos so heavy?"

Yanyue looked back and saw that his face was livid and his lips were black, she was shocked.

Looking over his shoulder, he saw that the cloth in his hand had been soaked in blood to a dark red color, and the eerie red blood streaks were running on the blue bamboo, like slender blood worms.

Yanyue showed a fearful expression, and said sharply: "Put down the bamboo in your hand!"

"I want to let go too, but the bamboo seems to be stuck to my hand!" Sheng Shu had already stopped, sweating profusely in anxiety, but he couldn't shake off the bamboo that was pressing on his shoulder.

The bamboo seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he was overwhelmed by the load. He knelt down on his knees, his head drooped, and he let out a low howl of suppressed pain.

The novice girl closest to Sheng Shu squatted down and put her hand on Sheng Shu's shoulder: "Brother Sheng, how are you doing?!"

Sheng Shu's hand holding the bamboo was pale and stiff, as if it had faded. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Yanyue, his eyes were bloodshot, his lips curled up, and he let out a strange chuckle.

Her demeanor and eyes looked like a woman's!

Seeing this scene, Yan Yue's scalp was about to explode, and she shouted at the novice girl: "Stay away from him!"

Before the novice girl could react, Sheng Shu sneered and slashed at her head with a knife.

The pupils shrank suddenly, the novice girl didn't dare to take the knife, she fell heavily on the ground, and instinctively raised her hand to protect her head.

"boom!"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground and the shrill scream sounded at the same time.

The novice girl's heart almost jumped out of her chest. She had lost consciousness and didn't even know if she had been cut. Before she could open her eyes, she was picked up by someone's arm.

"Cheer up!" A deep and pleasant voice rang in her ears, the novice girl opened her closed eyes, and saw that boy named Huya standing in front of her at some point.

She said tremblingly, "My legs...have no strength..."

"You're so timid, you're desperate to move forward!" Yan Yue ran over to support her, staring at her with huge eyes, and dragged her body back regardless of whether she had strength or not.

The novice girl turned her head to the side and saw Sheng Shu lying on the ground, the few bamboos stuck to his back, as if embedded in his skin, and sitting on the bamboos was a woman with long hair hanging down and her face invisible.

The woman didn't wear shoes, and there were several welts on her bluish-purple skin.

A gust of wind blew in the bamboo forest, and the thin and sharp bamboo leaves fell with the wind, and the woman's black hair was also floating slowly.

Huya threw out the fruit knife in his hand, and the phantom flashed, the woman's head rolled to the ground, her body turned into smoke and disappeared, the fruit knife spun around in the air, and returned to Huya's hand again.

The novice girl thought that Sheng Shu was saved, and the fear on her face eased a little.

However, the next moment, the fear in her eyes not only did not fade away, but deepened instead.

The woman on the bamboo appeared again!

"Hee hee..." The female ghost raised her head and looked at them with cold eyes.

The novice girl felt cold all over her body, bit her lower lip tightly, and managed to stay awake.

She watched Huya throw out the fruit knife again, the female ghost disappeared again, and then reappeared.

It seems to be caught in a strange loop.

Yanyue's expression changed, and she shouted at Ji Siwei: "Shengshu has triggered the death factor, and the female ghost will keep refreshing after being killed. You can't save him, go!"

Several taskers turned around and ran away.

Ji Siwei had also realized it, he recalled the fruit knife and followed behind them.

A thick layer of dry bamboo leaves was piled up on the ground, and hurried footsteps stepped on it, making a slight breaking sound.

Bai Yi asked unwillingly, "What about those few bamboos?"

Yanyue's expression was very sad: "Do you still want to get it? Do you want to die!"

They ran back for almost a kilometer before stopping, all out of breath and in a cold sweat.

The novice girl looked at the way they came, her eyes turned hot, and she said in a crying voice, "Did Brother Sheng already..."

Yanyue recovered quickly, and said without emotion: "Don't think about it, if you enter the drawer space, life and death are life and death."

Within a day, two taskers had accidents, both veterans.

No one can guarantee that the next accident will definitely not be their own.

Zhou Qi also saw the weird woman appearing out of nowhere just now, and Sanguan was completely ruined by surprise. He grabbed his hair in confusion, didn't participate in their conversation, and murmured to himself: "What is that?" ...what the hell is that..."

Bai Yi is also an old hand, and he was more concerned about the problem. He calmly asked Yanyue: "You also chopped bamboo, why are you okay?"

Yanyue thought for a moment and replied, "Maybe it's because I told the owner of the tomb about the reason in advance?"

"When Sheng Shu cut his hand, the blood was sucked in by the bamboo, and he has been targeted since then." Ji Siwei recalled the scene before the accident, and asked them: "Have you ever thought about why Zhizhayan must Do you want the bamboo by the grave?"

"I thought about it." Yanyue said frankly: "But I didn't think about it."

"When you cut the bamboo, you will hear screams, which may mean that the soul of the grave owner is enshrined in the bamboo." Ji Siwei said in a deep voice: "The paper Zha Yan looks like a paper maker, but he is actually making a container for these ghosts. "

"You mean..." Bai Yi almost lost his voice: "There is a ghost inside all the paper figurines in Zhizhayan's house?"

Ji Siwei praised him: "Smart."

"Thank you for your compliment." Bai Yi said so, but there was no joy on his face: "No wonder those paper figurines are so gloomy, no wonder something will happen if you touch them."

After thinking about this point clearly, in the hearts of everyone, Zhizha Yan's family was suddenly covered with a strange color.

Yanyue recalled the image of Ji Siju not afraid to kill a female ghost in danger, and asked him thoughtfully, "Rookie, what's the matter with your knife?"

Ji Siwei said without changing his expression: "I have cut too much fruit, and I only know how to do it with my hands."

The frozen atmosphere loosened a little because of this sentence.

Bai Yi complained: "Why didn't you say that you practiced Xiao Li's flying knife?"

Yanyue looked up at the dark sky and sighed: "Everything is back to the starting point, don't waste time, let's continue looking for the grave."

The novice girl grabbed her sleeves and was about to cry: "Are you still looking for it? What if we meet that female ghost again, we will all die."

"We already know how to avoid the death factor, and there will be no more accidents." Yanyue closed her eyes: "At least in this link, there will be no more accidents."

They didn't continue on the road where Sheng Shu's accident happened, they chose a random direction and broke into the bamboo forest.

After walking for another half an hour, Bai Yi suddenly pointed to the place downhill, and said excitedly, "Look, there are three tombs below, with bamboo growing on the sides. After cutting these, there will be enough!"

Below the slope is a flat land, above which there are three old graves, covered with withered and yellow bamboo leaves, and a few clumps of light and delicate bamboos growing beside them, if Bai Yi hadn't had sharp eyes, they would have missed it.

This time, they strictly informed the owner of the tomb before starting to cut the bamboo. After cutting all the bamboo around the tomb, no accident happened.

The mission workers finally breathed a sigh of relief, and worked together to deal with the branches and leaves on the bamboo, and divided them into three bundles, and the boys were responsible for dragging them down the mountain.

There was no road in the vast bamboo forest, and the footprints were soon covered by newly fallen leaves. They followed the marks Ji Siwei made when they came, and they returned to the original path smoothly.