Chapter 127： Mercury corpse

Success, little fat man, Xiao Jiacuo and the little monk are all together;

Su Bai now has some people who don’t know whether this is a fat man’s memory spiritual world or other people’s, or are they intertwined?

So, can you see yourself when you are young?

Looking around, Su Bai could not see himself. This made him feel a little disappointed, because he thought that if Gyatso was brought up by his grandfather, if he was to appear when he was a child, he should be his mother holding his own hand. Let's go.

When the eyes of the three children looked at each other, Su Bai suddenly felt that his body began to become lighter and lighter, so light that he was somewhat unimaginable. Su Bai felt that he was floating and getting higher and higher.

Below, the eyes of the three children have been staring at themselves. They are all raising their heads, as if they are still talking and communicating, but Su Bai can't hear it.

When Su Bai floated into the clouds, he saw a gentle and intellectual woman holding a well-dressed little boy on the bridge below.

Su Bai’s lips slammed, the name, still did not shout,

For so many years, Su Bai did not expect that she had seen her picture recently, but she was still in this place.

Above the clouds, thick fog shrouded.

Soon, the wooden bridge appeared at the foot of Su Bai, on both sides, it was a wooden bridge railing;

Su Bai’s mind is still the picture of the woman holding the little boy. The inner agitation has not subsided for a long time, but it is still instinctively going forward. This time, I have not walked a few hundred meters before, but I have not crossed the bridge. After two or three steps, I walked off the bridge.

In front, it was the doorway of the Qingwa Taoist Temple. Su Bai held one hand on the rock wall and rubbed his hand on his chest. He bit his teeth and kept breathing deeply. The moisture in his eyes was forced by himself. Go back.

At this time, it is not suitable for sentimentality. Even in the real world, when it comes to the Ching Ming Festival, Su Bai will not drop a tear when he goes to his parents to worship the tombstone.

Chang Shu breathed and calmed down the emotions completely. Su Bai turned and saw the pier behind him. There was a word on the pier. Su Bai could not understand it. But when I look back at the bridge, some things are naturally clear. The bridge should be able to record some memories of the people passing through the bridge. It seems that the fat man, Gyatso and the monk have passed.

Are they now in the palace in front?

First there is the wordless tombstone, followed by the monster snake in the lotus pond, followed by the wooden bridge. This Taoist school in Fulong Mountain has fully demonstrated its unusuality.

In front of you, the most mysterious and most likely place for good things to exist is already in front of your own eyes. In the heart of Su Bai, more is not a hot thing for Taobao, but a deep uneasiness.

Uneasy emotions come from what you see and see along the way, especially the men and women on the pavilion.

Because this is how it looks, it is not like a scene of a so-called true Taoist school, it is more intimate than the Tantric.

Stepping forward, Su Bai is getting closer and closer to the door of the temple, but the inner anxiety is constantly rising.

The palm is attached to the door, the door is very large, and it has just been opened a while ago, and this trace remains.

Pushing open the door, a long-lasting rotten smell of breath;

Sure enough, this dojo is either abandoned or there is something unexpected.

"You came."

At this time, a very weak voice was introduced into Su Bai's ear.

The man was inside the door, leaning against the door, and when Su Bai came in, he leaned back less than five meters from Su Bai.

It is Gyatso.

At this time, Gyatso was even more miserable after the confrontation with Su Bai. The only one arm left was almost bent over, and it was weakly placed on the torso. The chest had a huge blood hole and kept going out. Flowing blood, even the beating of the heart, can be seen faintly.

His legs were worn together by a long gun, like a bamboo stick with two pieces of pork belly.

Su Bai walked over and squatted in front of Jiacuo.

"It's not dead, your life is terrible."

If you are so sentimental and comforting, Su Bai really can’t say that the routine of falling down the stone is really familiar.

Gyatso didn't bother to talk to Su Bai. He is now concentrating on his life. The average person has suffered such a serious injury. The two lives have already died, but Gyatso does not. This comes from The sorghum of the Tibetan land has a perseverance like a mountain.

At this time, death may actually be a relief.

A guy wearing a gold house was lying next to him, his helmet had been smashed, his head was blown up, but no blood spilled. Su Bai could see that this should be a so-called Taoist gold armor, but how It looks like a zombie with armor. It looks sacred outside, but it is dirty inside.

Su Bai extended his hand to remove the helmet, revealing a sly head, the head of the skull has been sunken, the inside is empty, but there is still mercury flowing out.

"Mercury corpse." Su Bai opened the way.

Gyatso nodded. "Yes, mercury corpse."

Mercury corpse, choose a person with great grievances to tie first, then open a hole from the back of the head, infused with mercury when people are alive, people suffer an unimaginable torture, even this Under the method, even if it is dead in the middle, the soul is still not free. It will definitely be kept in the body, and then fixed by some techniques. In the end, it will become a mercury corpse. Generally, this kind of corpse is only The ancient princes will appear in the tombs, which are regarded as guardians of tombs.

At that time, the Red-browed Army uprising dug up the tombs of Emperor Wu of Wu and Lu, and there were two mercury corpses in the tombs of Lu Wei, which made the Red-browed army lose a lot when they dig the tomb. In the end, the Red-browed army died to vent their anger. The brothers revenge, and the body of Lu Wei was brought out one by one to go to the ******. This is still the Taoist court. Su Bai snarled, "The mercury corpse is out, there will be no old zombie king inside is the Taoist real person himself." ”

"The location of the fox sense is here, the baby is in front, the distance is not far away." Gyatso said.

"The fat man and the monk have gone forward, and you have left you alone?"

"You don't have to be careful."

"Oh." Su Bai clap his hands and smiled. "I am here with you waiting for them to bring the child out and go together, or do you keep up?"

"You can stay here to protect me." Gyatso looked at Su Bai, "But I know, you won't do this."

"Don't say it is so straightforward. How can you happily slap the knife behind each other in the future?"

Su Bai took a small bottle from his arms and handed the bottle to Gyatso.

"This is the red pill that you got for me before, and you can make up the blood."

Su Bai grabbed a hand and sent it to the mouth of Jiacuo.

Gyatso is not polite, all swallowed.

"Reassure, I can't die until you come back."

Su Bai shook his head, put the small bottle next to Gyatso, and then continued to go inside.

The temple is very big. It is just an entrance. Going forward, there are many fairy sculptures.

These sculptures are not as rough as the statues that Su Bai had seen in the real world. The sculptures here are vivid.

Ten minutes later, Su Bai went to the exit position of this temple. There are many places in the temple and practice rooms. Su Bai did not go in. At this time, I still think about what to send out.

Out of the temple, in front of the cliff, on the edge of the cliff, there is a thatched cottage.

This is a complete end.

Su Bai has a hunch that the child should be in the thatched cottage.

However, the scene outside the thatched cottage is a bit cautious, and there are broken limbs everywhere. These bodies are zombies. They can make the zombies like this, enough to see the fierce battle here.

There was a knife stuck in the rock wall next to the thatched house. There was a man on the knife and the fat man was nailed to it.

He closed his eyes and was completely silent.

When Su Bai walked over, he almost thought that the fat man was dead, but the fat man seemed to have sensed the arrival of Su Bai. He actually opened his eyes slowly. He used to use the Taoist turtle.

"Not dead?" Su Bai asked.

"Come on," the fat man replied.

"If I were you, I would come out directly." Su Bai said.

"I am not you, and this knife has smothered my soul. If I walked out strongly, even if my body is not necrotic, my soul will be smashed first."

"Monk?"

"In the house."

Su Bai licked his lips. "How long has it been?"

"More than an hour." The fat man smiled. "You don't come, you don't care, we have planted anyway."

"I will try."

"Come with me early."

Su Bai walked past the fat man and walked to the front of the thatched cottage and pushed the door.

The pattern in the thatched cottage is simple and antique;

The monk is sitting at a table.

There is a picture hanging across the table.

In the painting is the old man whom Su Bai saw. The painting style of this painting is no different from that seen by Su Bai in the town inn before hanging on the wall. However, in this painting, at the foot of the old man, there is more. A playful boy looks very cute.

When Su Bai came in, the monk’s eyes did not turn around. He continued to hold his hands together and recited the scriptures, as if he was talking to the people in the paintings, but when Su Bai walked from behind, he saw the monks. The back position has been soaked, not sweat, but blood,

There are a few eagle standing silently on the chair behind the monk, and from time to time, a piece of meat from the back of the monk is swallowed into the belly.