Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

puff!

The sturdy man puffed up his cheeks and sprayed a stream of water mist at the ghost-head knife.

According to the execution procedure, after spraying the water mist, the knife will be used!

My heart instantly rose in my chest.

Although I know this is a dream.

But I'm not sure if having my head chopped off in a dream will have any impact on me in real life...

But now I am the fish on the chopping board.

I can't control this body at all, and I can't even make a sound.

I can only watch and wait for the ghost-head knife to fall.

The sturdy man held the knife handle with both hands and slowly raised the machete above his head.

But he didn't immediately swing the knife to chop off my head.

Instead, he turned his head and looked behind me, as if waiting for the order to behead him.

Well, executions are not something that can be carried out simply by the executioner saying so.

The beheading can only be carried out after the order from the supervising officer.

An embroidered shoe appeared at the edge of my vision.

Then came the swaying skirt.

This skirt looks familiar.

It's the same as the skirt of the woman who just dressed me.

Most of her body came into view.

Only the part above the neck is out of my sight.

"Ninety-ninth."

"Cut off this head, and everything will be complete."

Perfection means flawless.

I really can't connect perfection with beheading.

How can such evil deeds that take human lives be called perfect?!

And from what she said, ninety-eight heads had already been chopped off before me!

That’s ninety-eight lives!

Why did they kill so many people?!

jingle.

A bell slipped out from her hanging sleeve.

The bell fell into her palm and was then hooked by her nimble index finger.

As the wrist shook slightly, the bell made a crisp sound.

The sudden ringing of the bell made me tremble with fear.

I feel my soul vibrating with the ringing of the bell.

This bell is no ordinary thing!

I stared at the bell carefully.

It was a hexagonal bell with a rose-red hue and a hint of purple.

The shape is different from the common round bells and bell-shaped bells.

The material is also different from the common brass.

It looks like it's made of copper.

On the side of the bell facing me, a lifelike evil ghost was engraved.

The evil spirit seemed to be about to jump out of the bell.

His eyes were wide open and his bloody mouth was wide open, revealing a mouthful of fangs.

jingle!

Jingle Bell!

The bells rang rhythmically.

A low chanting sound was also heard.

As the Sanskrit was chanted, the evil ghost really came to life!

It swooped down from the bell and opened its mouth wide to devour my head.

At that moment, I suddenly felt a chill on my neck.

It felt like a cold wind was blowing on the back of my neck.

Before the pain reached my brain, my head had already fallen into the well.

Is this a brain transplant?!

As soon as the thought flashed through my mind, I saw a bloody ghost-head knife flash by.

A column of blood was gushing out of the headless neck.

At this time, severe pain was transmitted to the brain.

I opened my mouth in pain and screamed: "Ah!!!"

The moment the shout rang out.

The bloody ghost-head knife, the neck cavity gushing out blood, and the well wall all disappeared from my sight.

Then my eyes opened.

Staring at the seat and window in front of him with frightened eyes.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

I gasped and involuntarily raised my hand to touch my neck.

Carefully touch the neck front, back, left and right.

I was completely relieved only after I didn't find any holes.

The scene of having my head chopped off in the dream was really too scary.

So much so that when I woke up I was still worried that my head would move away.

Wow.

I threw the long bag in my arms to my feet.

I feel very uncomfortable when I think that it was this ghost-head knife that chopped off my head in my dream.

At this moment, I really regret bringing this knife.

Jingle Bell.

The sound of crisp bells was heard.

My whole body quickened as if by reflex.

Following the sound, I looked to the side.

But Huang Ziran saw a hexagonal bell hooked on his right index finger!

The side of the bell facing me had a pattern of a ferocious ghost pouncing outwards.

It’s exactly the same bell I saw in my dream!

What the hell is this? !

I suddenly looked up and stared into Huang Ziran's eyes.

"The one who rang the bell in my dream was you?!"

Huang Ziran's lips curled up into a faint smile.

"It's me, and it's not me."

I frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Don't try to be mysterious with me here!"

"You made me sleep with the Killing Blade!"

"Don't say my dream has nothing to do with you!"

Huang Ziran put away the bell.

He said slowly, "My ability is to create dreams."

"In Western psychology, it's hypnosis."

"Just now I was just guiding you into a dream."

"It allows you to see potentially useful information in your dreams."

"To ensure your safety in your dreams, I set a bell as a wake-up signal during hypnosis."

"So, of all the things you saw in your dream, only the bell was related to me."

I stared at Huang Ziran without blinking.

I wanted to tell from his eyes whether he was lying.

He looked at me naturally.

The clear eyes are full of openness.

He whispered, "Don't be resistant to me."

"It's really for your own good."

"The evil energy on the Killing Blade has formed a connection with the ghost in your Dantian."

"So both the Ghost-Headed Knife and the Sun-Moon Well appeared in your dream."

"Well, the dream of chopping off ninety-nine heads seems to be related to some kind of witchcraft ritual."

"Using the souls of the dead, they cast an evil spell in the Sun and Moon Well..."

The more Huang Ziran spoke, the more shocked I was.

He actually knew everything in my dream!

I shouted, "How do you know what I dreamed about?!"

Huang Ziran spread his hands: "You said all this yourself."

"Hypnosis not only allows you to dream, but also allows you to describe everything you see in your dream."

"This is also a part of hypnosis."

"Communicating with the subconscious mind of the hypnotized person through dreams."

"Don't be nervous, it won't hurt you."

"I didn't pry into your privacy."

Although he stressed that there was no intrusion into privacy.

But I still felt like he saw everything.

That feeling is very bad!

Huang Ziran continued, "The danger of the Sun and Moon Well may be beyond our previous expectations."

"So I plan to implement the Yellow Bird Plan."

I turned my head to look out the window and ignored what he said.

But his ears quietly pricked up.

Wait for him to continue.

But Huang Ziran said nothing more.

After waiting for a moment, I couldn't help but ask, "What is the Yellow Bird Plan?"

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

We are the oriole... Then who is the mantis? And who is the cicada?

I was just thinking about it when the driver suddenly turned the steering wheel sharply.

The 212 Jeep made a sharp turn on the asphalt road, rushed down the roadbed and rushed towards the irrigation ditch beside the road.

Bang!

laugh!

The car tilted into the irrigation ditch, and white smoke hissed out of the hood.

I was completely dizzy.

If I hadn't held on to the passenger seat tightly, I would have been thrown from the back seat to the front seat.

It may even hit the front windshield.

"Driver! How do you drive...hiss!"

I was complaining when I suddenly saw tears of blood in the driver's eyes!

Immediately afterwards, blood began to flow from his nostrils, ears, and corners of his mouth!

He tilted his head towards me.

Eyes filled with blood and tears stared at me.

A faint voice came out of his lips: "You are not far from death!"