Chapter 353

The shadows of the seven Eight Immortals Tables are reflected on the six walls of the tomb, and forty-two shadows are reflected. Down, forward and backward, teasing each other, talking familiarly, as if an ordinary scene of guests at a country banquet.

These "guests" spy on Bai Liu from time to time, but it seems that there is something more terrifying here suppressing these shadows, making them stay obediently by their seats, not daring to leave their seats to chase Bai Liu's shadows. He could only look at Bai Liu longingly.

Bai Liu looked up at the main wall directly opposite the tomb passage. Two red candles that were burning to the bottom were burning at the two corners below the main wall. There were some burnt paper money and incense ash under the red candles.

The shadow of the Eight Immortals table reflected on this wall: the frontmost one is a bit strange, the south, west and north of this table are full, only two seats in the east are left empty, and no one is seated.

Mu Sicheng also discovered this vacancy: "...Who are these two positions for?"

"This is a wedding banquet." Bai Liu's eyes swept over the two candles, "The most central position of the main table facing east is reserved for the newlyweds."

"Newcomer?" Mu Sicheng frowned, he looked at the Eight Immortals table shadow on the wall, as if caught in some kind of memory, but couldn't remember, "Why do I feel that this position is so familiar……?"

Before Mu Sicheng finished speaking, a sharper voice came from far away, interrupting him: "—Please, welcome the guest of honour!"

All the voices of the shadows and conversations on the wall stopped.

As the main table, the Eight Immortals, two shadows appeared around the table at some point, and walked slowly towards the main table.

A figure with a dignified posture, covering his head and wearing a wedding gown that should be made of a flag, lowered his head and nodded, and sat on the main seat with slow steps.

The other shadow, wearing monkey earphones, tall and straight, wearing a trendy sportswear, casually leaned back on the seat, stretched out and embraced the back of the bride's seat, and faced Mu Si outside the wall. Cheng slowly pulled away an ear-cracking evil smile.

The moment the two shadows took their seats, the shadows bowed their heads obediently, no longer, or dared not look at Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng any more.

"Grass!" Mu Sicheng pointed at the wall with wide eyes, "This shadow is me, right?!"

Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng's faint and almost invisible figure clearly: "It's you."

Mu Sicheng looked at the shadow in disbelief: "Why is my shadow sitting on the main seat?"

"You should have paid homage here, so you are also one of the newcomers, and you are qualified to sit at the head of the main table." Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng who was sitting at the head of the table, "This shadow should be It's your soul, you need to fuse it back before your movie is completely independent."

Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng: "Otherwise, you're done playing."

Mu Sicheng asked back in astonishment: "What!?"

The eunuch-like shrill yell sounded again: "—Please, the guest of honour, the honored guest is alone!"

The two shadows who had just taken their seats stood up again, and Mu Sicheng's shadow turned back to look at Mu Sicheng, the smile on his face widened, red lips and black face, looking very pervasive.

It made a provocative gesture to Mu Sicheng to come with me, turned around and walked in.

The bride's shadow kept up with small steps, and it was obvious that she was not walking fast, but she stuck closely behind Mu Sicheng's shadow, her head covered with a veil resting on Mu Sicheng's back shoulder, every time she walked In one step, water dripped from the hijab, and his head drooped abnormally.

"Follow." Bai Liu followed the two shadows without hesitation.

Those two shadows moved extremely fast, and they walked past the back door of the tomb in the blink of an eye.

The back door opened automatically, and they looked back at Bai Liu and the others, as if to see if they had followed. After confirming that Bai Liu was coming, they disappeared behind the wooden door in an instant.

Bai Liu followed closely, and Mu Sicheng asked as he ran, "How do I fuse that shadow?"

"Find your body and get in." Bai Liu quickly trotted after the shadow without looking back, and at the same time clearly stated to Mu Sicheng, "You and it are the soul of [Mu Sicheng]'s body, Your carrier is the body, the soul is the absolute master, you will naturally be forced to inhale it when you enter it, and you can't fuse with it."

Mu Sicheng breathed a sigh of relief: "It sounds quite simple."

"It's not easy." Bai Liu retorted calmly, "This is the hardest thing."

Mu Sicheng asked in a daze, "Why, isn't it just a matter of finding the body?"

"It stands to reason that's the case." Bai Liu finally cast a glance at Mu Sicheng from the corner of his eye, and asked, "But do you know where your [spirit] hides your body?"

Mu Sicheng was startled again, and he reacted suddenly: "You mean it will hide my body with other ghosts in the main tomb?!"

"Yeah." Bai Liu nodded, "It knows that after you enter the body, it will be forced to inhale into your body to fuse with you, and then disappear, so it, as an [Evil Soul] that wants to be independent, will of course do everything possible to hinder you Find the body."

"One more thing, and although your [soul] should not have performed the three salutes with those brides, but your soul can be the host, then it is obviously the guest of honor here."

Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng: "This can only prove one thing, and that is that after you were stripped of your body, it stayed in your body and manipulated your body to complete the three ceremonies of heaven and earth, and married someone here. One or some ghost brides are already half the masters of this tomb."

"All the ghosts and evil spirits here obey its command, and it will only be more difficult for you to find your own body."

"As soon as twelve o'clock is past and the road to the underworld is closed, you can't go back to the underworld with a perfect body." Bai Liu glanced at the time of the computer, then turned to look at Mu Sicheng again, "Then what are you doing?" If you really become a ghost, your body and the soul left in it will also really become a zombie."

"It's almost ten o'clock now."

Mu Sicheng's face darkened: "There are still two hours."

Bai Liu looked at the bride's figure flashing past at the corner ahead: "But I don't think it's hopeless either."

Mu Sicheng tried his best to remain calm: "What do you mean?"

"If it is my [spirit] that wants to take away my body at this moment, I will most likely confirm with you the amount of money I will burn in the next Qingming Festival." Bai Liu can still be serious at this time just kidding.

"There's no need to struggle anymore, my [spirit] will lurk silently for two hours, and then wait for me to turn into a ghost and take my body."

Mu Sicheng still didn't understand, he clenched his fists tightly: "But my [spirit] didn't lurk, it appeared openly, because it felt that it was sure of itself?"

"No, I think it's not very smart." Bai Liu shook his head and denied, he touched his chin, "After all, it's your [spirit], and it lacks the ability to think in a human way, I think it's not. Stupid, but this may not be our breakthrough."

Mu Sicheng: "..."

Mu Sicheng was angry: "You and I are in business! Can you hurt me less!"

"I'm indeed doing business with you." Bai Liu patted Mu Sicheng's shoulder and explained in a leisurely manner, "Think about it, if you were your [spirit], after two hours ‌With a complete and powerful body, you will come out with drums and gongs to hang around, hold a wedding banquet to welcome your partner as the guest of honor, and invite him alone?"

Mu Sicheng frowned: "...No, why did he do that?"

"I'm asking you this, it's your [soul]." Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng quietly, "Under what circumstances would you do this?"

Mu Sicheng fell into deep thought, his brows became more and more knotted, and finally he started to pull his hair in anxiety: "...I can't think of many things..."

Bai Liu patted Mu Sicheng's tense back, and at the same time slowed down his tone and guided Mu Sicheng with words: "Then let me ask this question in a different way. If you do this, what do you think you are doing?"

"If I do this, it should be for the sake of pictures..." Mu Sicheng closed his eyes, took two deep breaths, "Show off, or for fun? I seem to have often done things like stealing other people's things and showing off in front of others before." thing……"

Mu Sicheng opened his eyes, his tone was low and confused: "... I seem to like to see other people's things under my eyelids, but I can't find anything that looks like I'm out of breath."

"Why do I like to do such bad things..."

"It's pretty nasty." Bai Liu commented honestly, and he smiled amusedly, "But I think it's a great thing for your childish nastyness to be placed in this place."

Mu Sicheng turned his head to look at Bai Liu.

Bai Liu smiled: "I probably know what [you] did."

The shadows of the bride and Mu Sicheng walked through a few corners and entered a side tomb room, followed by Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng.

This partial tomb room is lower and narrower than the previous hall. At first glance, it is configured as a bedroom. In the center is a huge carved mahogany bed with high feet. The bed is hung with a bright red gauze curtain, and the bed is covered with embroidered The silk and satin quilts of Mandarin Duck and Double Happiness were covered, and white lanterns were hung on the four bed warps.

There was a thick layer of dust on these things.

There were no shoes in front of the bed, but more than thirty kinds of wet footprints of different sizes were densely scattered around the bed. Most of these footprints were the footprints of small cloth shoes, and only one pair of them was the footprint of sneakers.

Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng questioningly, and Mu Sicheng nodded, mouthing: That's right, these footprints are my shoes.

The dark wind that came from nowhere lifted the heavy red gauze hanging on the big bed, revealing a pair of powder blue embroidered shoes standing on the edge of the mahogany bed.

The pair of embroidered shoes loomed by the bed, still dripping water.

Mu Sicheng was frightened by the pair of embroidered shoes standing by the bed and took a step back, but was held down by Bai Liu.

Bai Liu walked to the bed with a steady expression. He glanced down at the pair of embroidered shoes standing beside the bed, and then pushed aside the red gauze hanging on the wooden bed.

Mu Sicheng gasped in shock at what he saw.