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"Human blood is a spiritual thing. It is used to write and paint, and it can best convey the true feelings of the blood owner. Therefore, when many loyal ministers write letters, they will smash their fingertips and write blood books to express their sincerity."

"That's not going to be as vivid as cartoons, is it? If that's the case, our country doesn't have to work hard to catch up with the animation industry of Little Japan. Anyway, the blood banks of type A and type B are basically in a state of surplus. Wouldn't it be better to come out and make a film?"

Even though Liu Banxian'er has personally seen many spooky and frightening events, she still thinks Lu Han's statement is too unbelievable.

"The blood of ordinary people is not acceptable, but if it is a person with profound cultivation, it is another matter."

"Correct."

Zhang Shu nodded in agreement.

"Our old man said a similar thing before. There were many Jialan temples in Luoyang back then, but only one had the most incense. It was because the murals in their temples could move. One of the most famous ones was the celestial maiden scattered flowers. The Buddha sat under the bodhi tree. The sky is full of flowers and rain, so beautiful. It is said that those petals flying all over the sky are painted with the blood of an eminent monk in the temple."

"Wow, you've raised your posture."

Hu Gua nodded, and stood next to Liu Banxian'er, squinting his eyes at the moving little figures on the walls, and now he didn't care about guarding against him eating tofu.

Once you accept this setting, it is quite interesting to look at the flowing pictures on the wall. It is a bit like the feeling of the dynamic Qingming River Scene redrawn by the sound and light technology exhibited at the World Expo. The strong city style, a quiet and leisurely pastoral scenery.

But in this warm and peaceful atmosphere, there is always a feeling that something is wrong.

"There seems to be something wrong..."

Liu Banxian'er tilted her head and looked at it for a long time, then suddenly slapped her.

"Hey, let me tell you, as the saying goes, men plow and women weave, so why are women plowing the land in this painting?"

"What a bitch, man, your mouth should be clean!"

Prenatal education is very important, okay?What if our young master learns badly from you!Hu Gua thought bitterly, and twisted his waist hard.

Liu Banxian'er's words are not rough, but they really hit the point.

He is a person who is willing to pay attention to women. When he walks on the street on weekdays, his sneaky eyes are all about big girls and young wives. That's why he suddenly discovered the mechanism in the painting.

Everyone looked over according to his instructions, and sure enough, even the farmers who were plowing the fields, although they were dressed simply and could not be identified as male or female, their figures were exquisite and well-proportioned. Elegant and elegant.

"Wow, isn't this the daughter country mentioned in Journey to the West?"

"Shh, the screen is moving!"

On the outskirts of Xanadu, a large group of troops came to hide and kill, breaking the peaceful scene of farming and weaving. The villagers took up farm tools as weapons to rise up to resist, but due to differences in equipment and gender, they quickly fell into a disadvantage and were captured one after another.

The scene after that is almost the same as what Lu Han and the others saw. Except for those who were killed, most of the women in Xanadu were captured by this army and imprisoned in this water prison. Put on a kind of bright yellow bamboo shackles, torture torture.

The woman's blood and tears dripped from her cheeks and dripped onto the bamboo shackles, forming a sad and mournful blush. The guards in charge checked these shackles regularly, and once the dyeing was finished, the bamboo boards were removed from the woman's body. , and then put on another pair, go round and round, endless reincarnation, only death can get the ultimate relief.

"So that's what happened. These women were imprisoned in this place, and they were used as raw materials for making fan bones. Because they were tortured during their lifetime, they attached themselves to the fan after death, demanding their lives from those gold and stone players."

Zhang Shu's thoughts are meticulous, and he has already guessed some clues before he finished watching all the animation scrolls.

"They may be descendants of Mrs. Xiang."

Lu Han stared at the continuous torture on the wall. It was a living hell. No wonder this woman had to paint such a picture with all her blood, just to expose the crimes of these robbers one day. Unfortunately, after many years, Both the perpetrator and the victim have long been reduced to loess.

"Mrs. Xiang, E Huang Nv Ying?"

"Back then Ehuang and Nvying came here looking for the traces of Emperor Shun. After hearing the news of her husband's death, she cried blood and died. Only then did Xiangfei Bamboo come into existence. If this is not just a legend, but that these two concubines really have such abilities , then everything makes sense."

"You mean, these women are their descendants. They have lived here in seclusion for generations. Later, the Xiang concubine fancied Luoyang Zhigui, so she was implicated, and was found out about her whereabouts by a certain force. She was guilty of the crime, and finally did not escape the doom of genocide."

"Oh oh oh!"

Hu Gua was listening to the conversation between the two, his eyes straightened, and now he finally came back to his senses, nodded and said: "No wonder there was written in the cell just now 'I blame the Son of Heaven'! Ah, could it be These people belong to the court..."

"It's nothing to make a fuss about. Feudal dynasties throughout the history generally have an army that raises food and eliminates dissidents. Because the methods are shady, most of them only exist in the history of barnyard officials and unofficials, just like Cao Cao's Mojin Xiaowei and Yongzheng's blood drop It's the same." Zhang Shu said.

Lu Han nodded his head in agreement. He is worthy of being a child of the Zhang family outside the customs. Even if he has never been involved in these transactions, he has been exposed to them since he was a child, and he knows the way far better than others.

Zhang Shu seemed to be quite touched by what happened to the woman in the painting, so he stepped forward to take a closer look.

Lu Han stood behind him, looking at his back in a daze. He was not afraid of these things, but he was not without weaknesses. He agreed to him because...

"careful!"

All of a sudden, Lu Han noticed that the background of the mural was suddenly brighter. He instinctively felt an evil spirit, reached out and hugged Zhang Shu's waist, dragged him into his arms, jumped back, and stepped back. After several steps, he reached the rock wall behind him.

Boom!The mural actually caught fire.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Liu Banxian was also unambiguous, pulled the cute little fox, and pushed him out of the prison door, but his own buttocks were burned, screamed, and ran out clutching his crotch. Regardless of burying it cleanly, he jumped into the underground river and extinguished the evil fire on his body.

"Master, Uncle, are you all right?!"

Hu Gua was loyal to protect the lord, even though he was thrown out of the cell, he rushed in immediately.

"fine."

Seeing Zhang Shu in his arms, Lu Han shook his head at him, indicating that he was not injured, so he replied.

"Little Hu, you're not mean. My brother is a hero to save the beauty. His ass is on fire. You only know your boss and uncle, and you don't care about me at all."

"Alright, alright."

Hugua gave him a symbolic kick.

"Your plump buttocks, even if you sit on the fire and let it burn, it won't burn out in ten and a half months."

Lu Han looked at the female body in front of them that had been charred by the fire just now, nodded and said, "So that's what happened."

"what?"

"This woman may be a priest in the clan. The last message she conveyed was that these evil fates must be burned, so that their wronged souls can be relieved."

"Torch, you mean..."

"Before I came here, I had done some homework. In the past few years, I have won the cases of Concubine Hongxiang's Suffering Technique. There are a total of eleven cases including you. The first time was in the 90s of the last century, and I happened to be in the United States with Huo Jiayuan. It coincides with the time when the second room of the company started to do this business."

The Huo family resold Concubine Hongxiang to foreign Chinese communities and private museums specializing in collecting Chinese antiques. Although those fans had lost their grudges, they were angered by the fact that some people were making money wantonly through the fan bones dyed by the Xiang lady family with their lives. The resentful spirits in this water prison, that's why these supernatural incidents of evil spirits entangled people appeared.

"What do you think this priestess means?"

Zhang Shu saw that Lu Han's face was gradually stained with a murderous look. He felt that he was a little strange like that, so he struggled a little in his arms.

Lu Han suddenly found that he was still hugging Zhang Shu, his face flushed, he let go of his hand embarrassingly, his face returned to that honest expression, and he scratched his shaggy hair.

"Well, now that you know how to understand the Fa, let's talk about it with others. Our two families can be regarded as family friends. I don't think they will refuse to help with this."

Well said?

Zhang Shu raised his eyebrows and looked at Lu Han playfully.

He scolded the second young master of the Huo family just like he scolded his third grandson. He slapped him with a wave of his hand, and he knew what "talk about it well" meant.

Zhang Shu didn't expose him, he even thought his showing of weakness was a little cute.

"Well, then please."

……

A group of people escaped from the water hole behind the Emperor's Temple, and the sun was already shining outside. The first thing they did when they returned to the guest house was to sleep the most, except for Zhang Shu, of course.

He monopolized the bathroom for quite a long time, and he swam the way back by himself. He insisted not to let the broad beans continue to take risks. It was Zhang Shu who closed the door and released Lu Han, so the little thing didn't dare to be stubborn, and shrank back obediently.

Broad beans don't get sick, do they?After soaking in the hot bath for so long, it should be warm.

Zhang Shu felt a little hot, and supported the edge of the bathtub to stand up straight.

"...!"

He suddenly felt a little dizzy, and his body shook slightly a few times, but he couldn't maintain his balance.

At this moment, he felt a tightness on his arm, and when he looked down, a rotten claw with only a little flesh left was tightly clasped on his arm.

"Who!?"

Zhang Shu covered his abdomen with one hand and turned around vigilantly. There was no one behind him. He subconsciously looked down and saw a few wisps of woman's long hair remaining in the foam in the bathtub.

"...!"

Zhang Shu felt sick for a while, and stepped out of the bathtub with all his strength. Before he could reach the towel hanging behind the door, Lu Han broke in.