Chapter 1208 Cause and Effect

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action.

What Su Yi had to admit was that compared to Uncle Feng, his magic skills were inferior.

But this is also the reason why Su Yi invited Uncle Feng to come. If Uncle Feng doesn't know as much as he does, Su Yi will be disappointed.

While Uncle Feng was talking about the characteristics of the Shanzhou Game, he came to Huangshan Village with everyone.

Weeds taller than a human body, withered trees, and broken walls are everywhere.

The degree of desolation in Huangshan Village far exceeds everyone's imagination.

It stands to reason that such a deserted village is the favorite of some small animals, but the strange thing is that when everyone enters the village, they rarely find traces of small animals.

Ah Lian didn't understand and asked, and Uncle Feng answered: "In fact, animals are more spiritual than people. The evil spirit here is so strong that only some poisonous insects and the like will stay here. You should be careful when walking here. There might be snakes."

Alian turned pale with fright and hid behind Uncle Feng, not daring to run around again.

Su Yi looked around with a solemn expression.

In his vision, there were dead souls wandering everywhere.

These ghosts were all muddle-headed and had no self-awareness at all. They just wandered around the village and did not pose any threat to strangers.

"It's strange..." He frowned and looked at Uncle Feng.

Uncle Feng also frowned and said after hearing this: "You also noticed it, right? I also find it strange that most of these ghosts are ordinary discouraged ghosts. At most, they are just yellow page ghosts and do not pose any threat to people. Logically speaking, this mountain Their karma has long been burned away by the Zhou Bureau, so they should be very harmless and sneaky, but why do the ghosts here look so full of evil and resentment? "

"When I saved a girl before, I found that Chu Renmei's resentment had corroded a ghoul..." Su Yi told the story of how he met Biggie's father when he rescued Biggie, and finally said: "Ghosts infected by resentment..." It's obvious that the resentment on them does not belong to them, but the ghosts here... they have been trapped here for decades, where do they come from so much resentment? "

"There must be a reason." Uncle Feng couldn't figure out the reason this time. He just felt that this village was indeed very strange.

Everyone soon came to a dilapidated building, which was located in the middle of the village. Although the house was dilapidated, it looked very grand with the appearance of a tall family.

"Bu Family Ancestral Hall..." Alian made out the four big characters on the mottled plaque.

"I remembered that this is the ancestral hall of Huangshan Village, a place to worship ancestors." Uncle Li suddenly said, "Most of the people in this village are named Bu, and they belong to the same family. They built this ancestral hall in the middle of the village, specifically for A place to worship ancestors.”

"Go in and take a look!" Su Yi suggested.

Xiao Ming stepped forward and pushed open the door. The old and heavy wooden door made a heart-wrenching "squeak" sound.

After entering through the gate, there is a yard first. The yard is full of grass, and the original landform can no longer be seen clearly.

There is a stone road in the middle, which is also covered with weeds and moss, but fortunately it is still passable.

Across the courtyard, there are two more doors covered with vermilion paint and engraved with some rune patterns.

"Huo Chi Bureau (Red Flame Bureau)!" Su Yi and Uncle Jiu's expressions changed at the same time, and they both shouted in unison.

Then the two looked at each other and saw the horror and shock in each other's eyes.

"How could this kind of game appear in the family ancestral hall?" Su Yi looked puzzled, "Uncle Feng, if I remember correctly, it is recorded in "Maoshan Picture Chronicles" that this Red Flame Game itself is an extremely vicious This tomb game was invented by a Maoshan ancestor named Liu Chongde during the Ming Dynasty, but it was so vicious that even this senior Liu himself had never used it in his life. "

"Actually, it was used once, but it is harmful to Tianhe after all. I don't know which unlucky guy our ancestors used this game to torment." Uncle Feng stepped forward and touched the door in surprise, and even picked off a piece with his fingernail and threw it on the door. Taste it in your mouth.

"Hey...Uncle, why do you always want to try everything? Are you not afraid of catching infectious diseases?" Alian said with disgust.

Uncle Feng's expression froze, he coughed twice, spit out the wood residue in his mouth, turned back to Su Yi and said, "It smells spicy."

Su Yi frowned and thought about it, then said: "Wangmu?"

"I haven't seen it either, but it should be that way." Uncle Feng stroked the door with a complicated expression, "According to the records in our "Maoshan Illustrated Records", M. vinifera is a pure Yang wood with a spicy taste and is produced in Sichuan. The wood is hard. This wood has the effect of forging the soul and is good for cultivation. For travelers, it is an excellent material for refining the spirit, but it is extremely resistant to evil spirits, so it must not be used to make coffins or build temples, ancestral halls and other places where there are evil spirits. It is said that Zhuge Liang sat there. Wheelchairs are made of mulberry wood.”

Su Yi recalled the records in the book, sniffed, suddenly walked to the side, rubbed a piece of wall with his hand, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, then looked back at Uncle Feng with a solemn face.

"Really?" Uncle Feng asked.

Su Yi nodded slowly.

"That's really the Fire Game." Uncle Feng took a breath, "I've learned a lot, I've really learned a lot. In one day, not only did I see the rare Shanzhou Game, but I also saw this Fire Game... ...Two miracles that others may never see in their lifetime have actually happened to us.”

"Oh, uncle, what riddles are you playing?" Alian asked dissatisfied.

"Sir Huang, isn't this wall wrong?"

"Look at this wall, isn't it faintly dark red?" Su Yi pointed at the wall and said, "This should be the lime mixed with red saltpeter. Red saltpeter is a powder of saltpeter, which is yang. This thing has the same effect as cinnabar, but it is much more precious and rare than cinnabar. We usually don't use this kind of red saltpeter when we draw talismans, but I didn't expect that the outer wall of the entire ancestral hall was actually painted with lime mixed with red saltpeter."

"The Fire Bureau was originally to use mulberry wood as the coffin and red saltpeter as the outer coffin, but it was used here. The predecessor who set up this bureau used mulberry wood as the door and red saltpeter as the wall, and regarded the entire ancestral hall as a large tomb..." Uncle Feng exclaimed, "This person is really amazing, I didn't expect that Feng Shui can be played like this..."

"What kind of bureau is this, and what is it used for?" A Lian asked curiously.

"It's used to harm people!" Uncle Feng said seriously, "The soul of the tomb owner will be trapped in the tomb and unable to reincarnate, and will have to endure the torment of flames forever. This kind of tomb is actually a man-made purgatory. No matter whether the tomb owner was good or bad during his lifetime, whether he had done good deeds or not, he will experience eternal pain in this man-made purgatory after death."

"Isn't this too cruel?" Xiao Ming couldn't help but change color, "Doesn't this mean that the people worshipped in this ancestral hall have to endure this endless torture? Who set up this game? What is his purpose?"

"We have to go in and find the answer." Su Yi took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

After the door was opened, a stale and foul smell came to the face, and everyone couldn't help but frown and cover their noses.

"Corpse smell." Uncle Feng was very familiar with this smell, and couldn't help but said in a deep voice, "There should be many corpses here."

"Corpse?" Everyone looked at the clear Bu Family Ancestral Hall, and really couldn't see where the corpse could be placed, let alone many corpses.

This ancestral hall has only one room. The entire wall facing the door is a large wooden frame, on which dozens of tablets are enshrined.

The most conspicuous one, that is, the largest tablet placed in the middle, has the words written on it - the tablet of Chu Renmei from the Bumen!

"Chu Renmei!" Xiao Ming's face suddenly changed when he saw this name.

"Aunt Mei..." Uncle Li was also very excited. He didn't expect to see Chu Renmei's tablet here.

But this is very abnormal. Logically speaking, Chu Renmei was lynched and smashed to death by the Bu family. She didn't even have a coffin after death. How could she be enshrined in the ancestral hall of the Bu clan?

And it's in the middle and the top position?

And looking at the tablets below, they are not right either -

The tablet of the sinner Bu Wantian!

The tablet of the sinner Zhang Xiaosan!

The tablet of the sinner Tian Qi!

The tablet of the sinner Bu Qianqing...

All of them are tablets named "sinners"!

Moreover, there are many people with different surnames here, who are not the ancestors of the Bu family at all.

"Uncle, look at these names, do you recognize them all?" Su Yi guessed a little and asked in a deep voice.

"These... these people..." Uncle Li looked at the tablets one by one, shocked and frightened, "The names on these tablets are all the people who died that night!"

"One, two, three..." Ah Lian hurriedly pointed at the tablets to count how many there were.

If there were exactly sixty-six, it would mean that this ancestral hall only enshrined Chu Renmei and the sixty-six people it killed.

Maybe it was not an offering, but a confinement and torture!

"Don't count the tablets!" Su Yi and Uncle Feng spoke together and stopped Ah Lian's behavior.

Ah Lian shivered with fear and quickly retracted her fingers.

"Whether it's a tombstone, a tablet or a grave, don't point your fingers at it, let alone count it." Uncle Feng warned, "This is a taboo, and it's easy to be disgusted and hated by the ghosts."

"More than ten years ago, in the village next to us, there was a peddler who often went out early and came back late. Every time he returned to the village, he had to pass by a cemetery, so he would enter the village and go home after counting 17 graves. Until one time, he counted 18..."

"How could there be one more!" A Lian's eyes widened in horror.

"Because the extra one is his own grave!" Uncle Feng said, "He made those ghosts hate him, so the ghosts asked him to dig a grave for himself and buried himself alive in it."

Everyone was horrified.

Su Yi curled his lips and didn't say anything.

He also knew this story, but it was told to him by Chen You.

Coincidentally, Chen You said that this story also happened in the next door housing estate, but the protagonist became a cleaner.

Chen You also told Su Yi several such short stories. Su Yi felt that these stories were somewhat similar to fables such as "Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf" and "The Farmer and the Snake", which were all played by adults to scare children...

Su Yi carefully looked at these tablets and looked around the ancestral hall.

This ancestral hall faces east and west, with three three-foot-high stone piles in the north and south. The three stone piles in the south are engraved with "Yi, Wu, Wei", and the three wooden piles in the north are engraved with "Hai, Zi, Chou".

Uncle Feng also noticed the six stone piles and sighed: "Yi, Wu, Wei will meet the southern fire, and Hai, Zi, Chou will meet the northern fire. These two fires are also called the six earth fires. Such fierce fires burn the dead here all the time. No wonder they burn out so much resentment."

Su Yi touched the bottom of one of the tablets and said in a deep voice: "There are incense ash pressed under the tablets, based on the incense ash. Brother Feng, you are right. There are indeed many corpses here. If there are no accidents, there should be no More or less, exactly sixty-six."

As he spoke, he looked at the ground.

The layout of this ancestral hall is completely consistent with the Huo Chi Bureau. Another characteristic of the Huo Chi Bureau is that the bones must be in this game, otherwise it will be an empty city.

Therefore, the bones of these sixty-six people who were named sinners should be buried under the ground of this ancestral hall unless there is any accident!

No wonder the ancestral hall smells like corpses.

Xiao Ming said "Ah", looked around in fear, and said in a trembling voice: "They, they are coming out!"

Uncle Li and Alian suddenly became nervous, but they couldn't see anything.

In Su Yi and Uncle Feng's vision, a ghost figure suddenly appeared on every tablet in the ancestral hall.

These densely packed ghost figures were all without exception, their expressions were violently distorted by pain, and they let out painful and shrill wails and screams.

They struggled and tried to free themselves, but to no avail.

Su Yi and Uncle Feng looked at each other and saw solemnity in each other's eyes.

"Go out first?" Su Yi suggested.

"Okay." Uncle Feng nodded.

Several people exited the ancestral hall, and everyone involuntarily took a deep breath and exhaled a breath of foul air.

The strange scene in this ancestral hall cast a shadow on everyone's heart and brought invisible pressure to people.

"Brother Feng, the person who set up this fiery situation back then was probably also trying to save Chu Renmei," Su Yi said.

Although he is only half-experienced, he can comprehend everything he has learned and draw inferences from one instance to another. Therefore, he has already analyzed the Huo Chi situation thoroughly.

"This senior, who is so talented and brilliant, has set up this game not to harm anyone, but because he wants to do an earth-shattering ritual." Su Yi said, "First of all, use the charade of the mountain to burn the karma of the ghosts in the game. force; secondly, to The Fire Bureau reduced the grievances of these sixty-six dead souls, and also allowed Chu Renmei to vent his resentment. Once he succeeded, at a certain time, he could transform these sixty-seven dead souls in one fell swoop. It was really a great meritorious deed. …”

"That should be right." Uncle Feng nodded and agreed with Su Yi's conjecture, "It's a pity that this senior laid out the plan, but didn't know why he didn't come to end it, so that it was obviously a good ritual, but it was It turned into an evil method. The karma of the sixty-seven dead souls was burned out by the Fire and Mountain Bureau. That Chu Renmei should have no evil karma at all and can go directly to reincarnation. But I don’t know why it keeps doing it. Didn’t leave…”

"I know why. It's just a coincidence, fate has its way with people..." Su Yi sighed, "The reason why it didn't reincarnate is because the ancient seal kept it."

"Suyin?" Uncle Feng was startled and suddenly said: "No wonder, no wonder! She didn't leave, but the sixty-six undead here have resentments due to the endless burning. All these resentments will come back to Chu Renmei. Sixty-six ghosts have nearly a hundred years of grievances. It’s no wonder that a grievance has such great grievances!”