„Perhaps, is the ambush is good ahead of time, uses the witch medicine or some array activation, or many together approaches.” “也许,是提前埋伏好的,利用巫药或者某种阵法激活,或者很多人一起作法。” Mu Qingyu thinks, nodding, this possibility is biggest. 慕清雨一想,点点头,这种可能性最大。 „You think not to have, is whose strategic point we?” “你想过没有,是什么人要害我们？” After Ye Shaoyang inquiry, waited quite a while not to hear the reply, turned the head to look, actually discovered Mu Qingyu stared at a direction to be in a daze, turns the head to see, in one side of some place situated in cave, tomb was. 叶少阳提问之后,等了半天没听见回答,转头看去,却发现慕清雨盯着一个方向发呆,转头看到,在位于山洞一侧的某地,有一座坟墓似的所在。 On narrow under extravagant, the shape like the funnel, does not have the difference from the general tomb, only those who make Ye Shaoyang curious is, under the moonlight, the surroundings of this grave appears a spooky white light. 上窄下阔,形如漏斗,与一般的坟墓没有两样,唯一让叶少阳好奇的是,在月光下,这座坟的周围显出一片幽幽白光。 What's all this about? 这是怎么回事？ Nearby Ye Shaoyang arrives, bends down to look, indeed is a tomb, but is not: 叶少阳走到跟前,俯身一看,的确是一座坟墓,但又不是: This tomb is not the folk recipe, but piles with the bowl, layer by layer, the bowl mouth of each layer in the different directions, the tight buckle in the same place, fits together perfectly. 这坟墓不是土方,而是用碗堆起来的,一层一层,每一层的碗口都朝着不同的方向,紧紧扣在一起,严丝合缝。 The middle slit stuck completely the soil. 中间的缝隙糊满了泥土。 The grave mound is also a large bowl, buckles in the uppermost. 坟头也是一只大碗,扣在最上面。 Coffin that the bowl builds? 碗搭成的棺材？ How Ye Shaoyang sees finds it hard to believe. 叶少阳怎么看都觉得不可思议。 Mu Qingyu walks, shrinks in Ye Shaoyang behind, is looking at front this uniquely-shaped tomb, what is different from Ye Shaoyang, in her eye not curious, fears. 慕清雨走上来,缩在叶少阳身后,望着面前这个造型奇特的坟墓,与叶少阳不同的是,她的眼中没有好奇,只有恐惧。 „One, two, three, four, five and six...... seven! Seven bowl coffins, day!” “一、二、三、四、五、六……七！七层碗棺,天呐！” „Bowl coffin, what meaning is, with coffin that the bowl makes?” “碗棺,是什么意思,用碗做的棺材？” „The grave that western Hunan is in sole possession,” the Mu Qingyu sound trembles, „also called witch coffin, unexpectedly seven, inside was not corpse king is gu god!” “湘西独有的墓葬,”慕清雨声音发颤,“也叫巫棺,居然有七层,里面不是尸王就是蛊神！” Ye Shaoyang stares, just about to says anything, hears a clear sound: That side Wanguan, sways unexpectedly gently under the oneself nose. 叶少阳一愣,刚要说什么,就听见一阵清脆的响动:那一方碗棺,居然就在自己眼皮底下轻轻摇晃起来。 „Bowl coffin opens, must have the monster to be evil! Hurries, did not walk without enough time!” “碗棺打开,必有妖邪！赶紧走,再不走就来不及了！” Mu Qingyu makes an effort to pull the arm of Ye Shaoyang, must draw him to walk. 慕清雨用力扯叶少阳的胳膊,要拉他走。 Ye Shaoyang sees top the bowl coffin, the tobacco mosaic china bowl of that symbolic grave mound, revolves unceasingly, inside infiltrates hemorrhage one thing little, the ebullition braves the white clouds. 叶少阳看到在碗棺顶部,那个象征坟头的青花瓷碗,不断旋转起来,里面一点点渗出血一样的东西,沸腾冒着白气。 „Walks quickly, walks quickly!” Ye Shaoyang also wants to look at a clarity, cannot endure Mu Qingyu to implore urgently, looked that her look is very flustered, knows that is not the attire. “快走,快走！”叶少阳还想看个清楚,耐不住慕清雨苦苦哀求,看她神色十分慌张,知道不是装的。 He is not worried about in the bowl coffin to crawl anything to come actually, what he did not fear, when thinks that the scene also has Mu Qingyu and Wu Yao, selects carefully. 他倒是不担心碗棺里会爬出什么来,什么他也不怕,当想到现场还有慕清雨和吴瑶,还是小心点好。 Quickly shoulders Wu Yao on the shoulder, with the Mu Qingyu same place, dashes toward the mountain under. 急忙把吴瑶扛在肩膀上,跟着慕清雨一起,向着山下飞奔。 The clear sound keeps ringing, swaying of bowl coffin seems to be getting more and more intense, suddenly, all stop. 身后,清脆的声音响个不停,碗棺的摇晃似乎越来越激烈,猛然间,一切都停下来。 Ye Shaoyang could not bear then looked. 叶少阳忍不住回头看了一下。 In the grave mound that bowl tumbles, a hand, extends from the following gap, holds the border, crawls little. 坟头上那只碗滚落下来,一只手,从下面的缺口里伸出来,抓住边沿,一点点爬上来。 Mu Qingyu sees this scene, frightens at the scene half dead. 慕清雨看见这一幕,当场吓得半死。 „Ran without enough time, I meet the meeting!” Ye Shaoyang gives Mu Qingyu Wu Yao, turns around, runs toward the bowl coffin. “来不及跑了,我去会会！”叶少阳把吴瑶交给慕清雨,一转身,朝碗棺跑过去。 The blood gushes out from the bowl coffin unceasingly, has soaked a big ground, Ye Shaoyang has arrived at the edge, in must go in hesitant, only listens to one to cry out strangely. 鲜血不断从碗棺里涌出,已经浸湿了一大片地面,叶少阳走到边缘,正在犹豫要不要进去,只听一声怪叫。 a silhouette, opens top the bowl coffin, crawled. 一道人影,撑开碗棺顶部,爬了上来。 Is a long hair female, she comes out from the blood stain, the body does not have a blood stain, but is covering a thin as a cicada's wing thing, the tight post on the body, instead outlined had to exquisite the stature. 是一个长发女子,她从血污中出来,身上却没有一点血污,而是笼罩着一层薄如蝉翼的东西,紧紧贴在身上,反而勾勒出玲珑有致的身材。 She jumps down from the bowl coffin, rushes to front of Ye Shaoyang, in the mouth puts out a wisp of white silk thread suddenly, punctures toward the Ye Shaoyang mouth. 她从碗棺上跳下来,一口气冲到叶少阳面前,口中突然吐出一缕白色丝线,朝叶少阳嘴巴刺来。 Being sideways of Ye Shaoyang instinct evaded, unexpectedly that silk thread from the sky opens, is divided into more than ten, pocket falls, binds the Ye Shaoyang facial countenance, drills toward the mouth ear nose. 叶少阳本能的侧身避过,不料那丝线在空中张开,分成十几股,兜头落下,将叶少阳头脸裹住,往口耳鼻中钻去。 Ye Shaoyang pulls taut, the discovery is competitive, is unable to break off. 叶少阳一把扯住,却发现韧性十足,无法弄断。 Desperate, quickly takes out together spiritual talisman, swings against the wind, yin fire combustion. Is roasting to the oneself face on, this burns out the silk thread. 情急之中,急忙取出一道灵符,迎风一摇,阴火燃烧。对着自己脸上烤去,这才将丝线烧断。 The female retroceded several steps, partly is squatting with a strange posture, a quiet green eye high and low rotates, is sizing up Ye Shaoyang. 那女子后退了几步,用一个奇怪的姿势半蹲着,一双幽绿色的眼睛上下转动,打量着叶少阳。 Ye Shaoyang has not attacked eagerly, sized up the past toward her, immediately the whole body goosebumps had one: 叶少阳也没有急于进攻,朝她打量过去,顿时浑身鸡皮疙瘩起了一层: This female stature is excellent, but a face is actually horrible to look, is not ugly, but absolutely does not have the face, above was covered with the bloody scab, layer by layer, is flowing the liquid of olivine interaction, this looks, far more than disgusting. 这女子身材极好,但是一张脸却是惨不忍睹,不是丑,而是根本就没有脸,上面长满了血痂,一层又一层,流着黄绿相间的液体,这副尊容,何止一个恶心了得。 The key is her stature is so good, is joined to such a face, this being out of sorts feeling, makes people feel weird. 关键是她身材还那么好,配上这样一张脸,这种违和感,更加的让人感到怪诞。 What monster is this? Was a beautiful woman disfigured one's face? 这到底是什么怪物？还是一个美女被生生毁容了？ „Wuyan Ghostess! Big Brother Shaoyang, you are careful!” Mu Qingyu anxious said. “无盐鬼女！少阳哥,你小心啊！”慕清雨紧张的叫起来。 Finishes speaking, that Wuyan Ghostess attacks suddenly, in both hands shakes blood fog, throws toward Ye Shaoyang. 话音刚落,那无盐鬼女猛然出击,双手间抖起一片血雾,朝叶少阳扑来。 Ye Shaoyang puts out Taiyi Whisk, the defensive counter-attack, in the heart expresses admiration secretly: This Wuyan Ghostess, is not a ghost, has the entity corpse, the attack speed is extremely fast, particularly in the mouth meets the spinning, virtually impossible to guard against. 叶少阳拿出太乙拂尘,防守反击,心中暗暗称奇:这无盐鬼女,并不是鬼,有实体尸身,攻击速度极快,尤其是口中会吐丝,令人防不胜防。 „Taiyi flying spatial, whisk sweeps thousand dust, may this at once be so!” “太乙飞空度,拂尘扫千尘,急急如律令！” The arm shakes, the dust tail of Taiyi Whisk launches, like a great umbrella, lives in that Wuyan Ghostess cover. 手臂一抖,太乙拂尘的尘尾展开,如同一张巨伞,将那无盐鬼女罩住。 Ten thousand golden light, depart from the dust tail, hits to her. 万道金光,从尘尾中飞出,打向她身上。 Wuyan Ghostess called out pitifully, tumbled in the pool of blood. 无盐鬼女惨叫一声,跌倒在血泊中。 The pool of blood condenses instantaneously side her, holds her, a direction to the mountain rolls. 血泊瞬间凝聚在她身边,托着她,向山下一个方向滚去。 Ye Shaoyang is not certainly willing to put her to walk, launches the Soaring Step flying to pursue, intercepts in the woods finally, use Pixiu Seal, near hit spatially. 叶少阳当然不肯放她走,展开凌空步飞身追去,在树林里总算截住,祭出貔貅印,临空打了下去。 Pixiu Seal pounds in the Wuyan Ghostess top of the head, only listens to a pitiful yell, the pool of blood to be broken, Wuyan Ghostess lies to lie on the ground, the whole body shivers. 貔貅印砸在无盐鬼女头顶,只听一声惨叫,血泊被震碎,无盐鬼女趴在趴在地上,浑身颤抖起来。 The Ye Shaoyang flying rushes ahead, grasps Pixiu Seal, wants to pound again. 叶少阳飞身抢上,抓起貔貅印,想要再度砸下去。 Wuyan Ghostess both hands grasp the head, in the mouth send out the young female student's same scream. 无盐鬼女双手抱住头,口中发出小女生一样的尖叫。 Ye Shaoyang a little does not endure suddenly, Pixiu Seal hangs above her top of the head, has not fallen. 叶少阳突然有点不忍,貔貅印悬在她头顶上方,没有落下去。 Afterward in the heart surges to rebuke oneself: When oneself becomes such indecisive. 随后心中涌起一丝自责:自己什么时候变得这么优柔寡断。 The beautiful woman evildoer's disguise, the rouge skeleton, was more fearful than these appearance fierce ghosts. 美女画皮,红粉骷髅,本来就是要比那些面目狰狞的鬼怪更加可怕。 When next one cruel-hearted, holds up Pixiu Seal again, makes an effort to pound. 当下一狠心,再度举起貔貅印,用力砸下去。 Wuyan Ghostess is a scream. 无盐鬼女又是一声尖叫。 This Ye Shaoyang not tenderhearted. 这次叶少阳没有心软。 The Wuyan Ghostess opens the mouth blowout silk thread, divides to make several together, tries to support Pixiu Seal, finally was defeated the monster strength by Pixiu Seal, hits in the head. 无盐鬼女张口喷出一道丝线,分作数股,试图托住貔貅印,结果被貔貅印一击破了妖力,打在头上。 Wuyan Ghostess spouts a blood, pours in the pool of blood, on the face these bloody scabs explode, the dirty blood crossflow, is seemingly horrible to look. 无盐鬼女喷出一口血,倒在血泊中,脸上那些血痂爆开,污血横流,看上去惨不忍睹。 Ye Shaoyang knits the brows, sees her no longer to have the ability resistance, fishes out Spirit Extinguishing Nail, wants to nail tight directly, by never recurring trouble. 叶少阳皱了皱眉,见她不再有能力反抗,摸出灭灵钉,想要直接钉死,以绝后患。 „Big Brother Shaoyang......” “少阳哥……” Wuyan Ghostess raised the head suddenly, a pair of clear pupil, miserable is looking at Ye Shaoyang. 无盐鬼女突然抬起头,一双清亮的眸子,楚楚可怜的望着叶少阳。 Is...... the Tan Xiaohui sound!! 是……覃小慧的声音！！ The Ye Shaoyang whole body trembles, almost cannot halt, loses the sound said: „Xiaohui?!” 叶少阳浑身一颤,差点没能站住,失声道:“小慧？！”