The Eighteen Tombs Curse

  "I remember Li Jun also complained of a headache before he died, and his head eventually exploded. Xue Pinhan said calmly, but with a hint of worry that couldn't be concealed: "So it's not what we guessed earlier, that thing can only use people's evil thoughts to kill them. In fact, it can control anyone. It's just that some people will resist after being controlled and get a headache."

  Su Yingzhen said: "I saw that thing."

  "What's it like?" Dong Yiqi asked curiously.

  。

  "She's called Nu. It's the corpse in the ancient tomb." As she said this, Su Yingzhen couldn't help but glance around, a dark red shadow flickering at the corner of her eye, but when she looked again, there was nothing: "She seems to be following us."

  Everyone was busy looking around, and each one had a creepy feeling.

  "Is it a female ghost?" Dong Yi Qi pretended to shiver: "Then it's going to be tough, don't tell me she's wearing red clothes."

  Su Yingzhen nodded.

  Dong Yiqi made a painful expression: "The most evil of all ghosts, it's going to kill me!"

  "Neither of them was afraid, but you, a big man, are now shouting in fear. How embarrassing!" Shen Zhiyuan jumped out at the right time to belittle his image.

  "You know what, I'm really worried, the one who's been catching ghosts here is really not you"

  The two of them quarreled all the way, one sentence each. No one intervened, and even Su Yingzhen had already gotten used to it.

  At night, the criminal investigation team set up camp in Huaihua Village. Five people slept in a suite, and Su Yingzhen had a separate room.

  After a day of rushing around, Su Yingzhen was already exhausted and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. In her dream, she heard a very faint sound of the door opening, and she immediately opened her eyes alertly, her heart suddenly rising to her throat.

  "Ahh——" After a sound, a shadow on the floor slowly crept in from the doorway. It floated silently to her bedside. She was so frightened that she couldn't sleep anymore, wanting to shout but unable to make a sound, her eyes wide open like bronze bells, and her hand secretly pulled out a peach wood dagger from under the pillow.

  Unexpectedly, the ghost did not attack her, but instead gazed at her with a mournful expression. Suddenly, it let out a blood-curdling scream and its face rapidly decayed, revealing white bones underneath. One of its eyeballs dropped onto Su Yingzhen's face, staring at her with a resentful glare. She frantically tried to brush it off, but the eye stuck to her hand and wouldn't budge.

  Su Yingzhen was so frightened that her soul flew away, "Ah!" she cried out loud, sat up, turned on the bedside lamp, and it was just a dream! She covered her face in distress, not knowing how long such nightmares would haunt her, almost driving her crazy! The cold sweat on her face made her feel uncomfortable, wanting to go to the bathroom to wash her face, unintentionally seeing several shallow footprints on the floor that were difficult to erase.

  There is someone in the room.

  ！

  She hastily jumped off the bed and ran towards the door. As soon as her feet touched the ground, a pale hand suddenly stretched out from under the bed and tightly grasped her foot. Su Yingzhen was slammed to the ground with great force, before she could react, her throat was locked by a sharp claw, and she felt suffocated, unable to breathe.

  She stared at the person in horror, it was, a witch! Her face was heavily made up, her eyes gleaming with a blood-red light, and her face was twisted into a grotesque expression. Su Yingzhen struggled desperately, kicking over the bedside table. Xue Pinhán and the others rushed in upon hearing the noise and grabbed hold of the witch. His strength was astonishingly great, and several men could hardly pin her down.

  Su Yingzhen thrust the peach wood dagger towards her, and a faint cry of a woman's scream echoed in everyone's hearts. Su Yingzhen saw a black smoke rapidly drifting out of the window, and in the black smoke, a figure was vaguely visible, with eyes full of venomous resentment.

  A sense of foreboding rose in Su Yingzhen's heart, and she felt restless. She wandered to the window like a lost soul, where a bright moon was shrouded by dark clouds...

  Xue Pinhan's side, Shen Po suddenly woke up from a dream-like trance and asked the crowd in surprise: "How did I get here?"

  Old Yang explained to her, she stared straight ahead with both eyes: "Driving out demons all day, today it's called a ghost possession, it seems this is not an ordinary ghost, it may be a big deal!" After finishing speaking, he hastily left.

  "What's there to be afraid of? Didn't we just kill that female ghost?" Dong Yiqi said nonchalantly.

  "I didn't kill her, I let her run away." Su Yingzhen said listlessly, Xue Pinhan looked at her with worry and concern from behind.

  "Are you saying that dog blood is useless against her?" Shen Zhiyuan asked. When leaving the immortal woman's house, a sentence from the immortal woman reminded Su Yingzhen, and after returning, Su Yingzhen applied some dog blood to the dagger, hoping to deal with Huo, but the effect was not obvious.

  Su Yingzhen nodded.

  The room fell silent for a moment. After a while, Xue Pinhan said worriedly: "Now, the most dangerous one is Su Yingzhen. That female ghost seemed to have always wanted her dead."

  "The old lady at the clothing store handed the dagger to Zhenzhen alone, indicating that only she could kill her. The female ghost must have known this, so either she would destroy the peach wood dagger or kill Zhenzhen, making herself safe." Shen Zhīyuǎn sometimes analyzed the case with particular insight.

  "What's to be done? The use of the dagger has not been found yet." Old Yang said worriedly.

  Don't worry, when we get to the mountain, there will be a way

  Su Yingzhen smiled wryly, her face pale. Everyone knew in their hearts that she was comforting them.

  "Zhen Zhen, how did you realize that Shen Po was being controlled?" Dong Yi Qi couldn't figure this out no matter how hard he thought.

  "She said that if she had been found by the evil spirit, there was no reason for her to be alive. Since she is still alive, there can only be one possibility: she must have been controlled. Moreover, I dreamed of the evil spirit just now, and it looked very pitiful. It seems that she must have died unjustly, so the resentment is so great. And..." She stopped here.

  "Is there some bad premonition?" Xue Pinhan asked.

  Su Ying looked at him in surprise: "How did you know?"

  "Your face is so bad, even a fool can see it."

  "Qi was hurt by me, and when she left, her eyes were really scary. I think she will increase her revenge, shall we go to the ancient tomb tomorrow?" She looked at Xue Pinhan and he nodded.

  The next day, the group set off in their car towards the ancient tomb. Su Yingzhen was dozing off in her seat when suddenly the car took a sharp turn and crashed into a large tree by the side of the road. Su Yingzhen's head hit the back of the front seat hard, and the injured area immediately turned red. She felt annoyed and silently blamed Yang Shu for not driving carefully and causing her to bump her head.

  Lao Yang had already stormed out of the car in a rage, earlier a man riding an electric bike suddenly sped out from the side, he was trying to avoid him when the accident happened.

  The man who was riding the electric bike shouted and asked him to compensate as soon as he came down. Shen Zhiyuan heard it in the car, suddenly furious, jumped off the car and roared at him: "What compensation? You should compensate us! Riding so fast, are you going to reincarnate?"

  The man, although fallen, was not seriously injured. He took advantage of Old Yang's age and tried to extort money from him. When he saw Shen Zhiyuan scolding him, and seeing that he looked weak, he got angry and jumped up from the ground, grabbing Shen Zhiyuan's collar with one hand and glaring at him fiercely, saying: "Dare to curse me? You're tired of living, huh?" He threw a punch. Su Yingzhen originally wanted to get off the bus to see what was happening, but when she saw the two men about to fight, she quickly retreated back into the car, sticking her face to the window glass, excitedly and nervously watching the two men. The other two men on the bus sat there as if nothing had happened, without any intention of getting off to help. Old Yang also stood by with his arms crossed, observing from the side.

  Shen Zhiyuan seemed to be unable to withstand the wind, but his reaction was extremely swift. With one move, he seized and pinned down the attacking hand of that man. The man tried to pull it back with force, but couldn't get it out, and was shocked. Another fist came fiercely again. Before the punch arrived, Shen Zhiyuan had already turned around, putting the man on his back, bending his waist, and using force to bring the pinned arm forward. That man flew out from behind Shen Zhiyuan's back, letting out a miserable cry, and rolled down the mountain slope.

  An old woman who was doing Buddhist rituals was knocked down, and white spirit money scattered all over the ground.

  Su Yingzhen jumped out of the car in one swift motion, staring at everything before her in shock. Shen Zhiyuan thought she was frightened and comforted her, "He'll be fine, I didn't use too much force."

  She seemed not to have heard, staring intently at the place where the ceremony was being held. The area was in disarray, with white wax scattered all over the ground, some extinguished and others still burning. The burnt paper money fluttered wildly in the air, like a raging fire that could not be vented.

  Su Ying quickly walked up to the old lady and helped her up: "Who is holding a Buddhist ceremony for?"

  "Yesterday there was a huge car accident here, let's make offerings for those who died, lest they come back to harm people."

  "Just now I was also inexplicably accelerating, could it be those..." The man lying on the ground saw Shen Zhiyuan walking over and quickly shut his mouth, a look of shock and fear appearing on his face as he repeatedly moved his body backward.

  Su Yingzhen only then noticed that this road was where the long-distance bus had an accident yesterday, and while helping the old lady pick up things on the ground, she asked: "Why do they come out to harm people?"

  "Because of death with no intact corpse, resentment cannot be pacified."

  Su Yingzhen seemed to have an epiphany: "Then, can we redo it once?"

  The old lady lifted her face, smiled at her, and a chrysanthemum bloomed on her face, saying with a smile: "There's no need to redo this, it's all superstition. It's just for the living to see and feel at ease, it doesn't have much use, how can you believe in this, girl?"

  Dong Yi Qi urged in the car: "Don't dawdle, get on the bus quickly."

  Shen Zhiyuan pulled Su Yingru's sleeve, and the two walked towards the crushed car. Behind them, an old woman muttered to someone: "You're asking for trouble, be careful not to get caught by a ghost."

  Su Ying's heart skipped a beat.

  Before long, they arrived at the ancient tomb. As soon as Su Yingzhen got out of the car, she felt an inexplicable sense of oppression and her chest felt suffocated. She stared blankly at the sky above the ancient tomb, a clear sunny day, but the ancient tomb seemed to be shrouded in gloom...

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