Thriller Tour Group

Chapter 13 The Drunken Beauty of Xiangxi (13)



"Um?"

Wei Xun raised his eyebrows. He came to enjoy the excitement of the journey, not to be a tool tour guide. He felt very active in participating!

Just now, Wei Xun was comparing what Fatty Wang said with his own perception in reality.

I’ve heard that tomb robbing is divided into north and south. I haven’t heard of people chasing corpses and talking about things.

There is indeed a person named Li Yaya in Luoyang, but Ma Shiyi, who studied abroad, has never heard of him.

Just like during this trip, Wei Xun had never heard of Wuluoshan or Xiaolong Yizhuang. However, it is a true historical event that Luo Rongguang led his army to defend Dagukou, and it is also true that he was born in Gancheng County (Jishou), Hunan Province. of.

Is it an attraction compiled by the hotel based on history, or is there a hidden part of history that is unknown to ordinary people?

Wei Xun is very interested in these aspects of folklore. After pursuing excitement for so many years, Wei Xun's threshold has been very high. Pictures like those with bloody flesh and blood and sudden 'scares' in foreign horror movies are no longer stimulating. It's his turn.

Over the years, Wei Xun has been more interested in traditional folklore, the kind of folklore that makes Wei Xun more horrified the more he thinks about it.

When he got interested, he also wrote several folklore horror novels, enjoying the readers who were frightened by him and screamed, and the ending was very bad, so that the readers could feel the rich negative emotions of either anger or pleading.

I opened one book and then another, but Wei Xun wrote well and was quite famous in the niche horror circle.

But no matter how rich his imagination was, the horror novels he wrote could not make him feel more excited than his personal experience.

Travelers are so nice.

Wei Xun sighed again.

Thinking that they would be able to handle the corpses and drive them away in a short time, Wei Xun sometimes wanted to kick the passengers off and get in on his own.

"Later, later? Hahahahaha, fat man, I'm really doing my best in front of Ninth Brother. Ninth Brother is testing me."

The fat man who was chatting happily and pretending to be mysterious was so frightened that his face turned pale when Bingjiu asked him this question. His laughter was very embarrassing, as if he was caught by the class teacher while playing with his mobile phone during self-study class. I didn’t dare to beep too much, and my brain came out completely bald:

"Later on, the two factions separated. Ma Shiyi changed his surname to Lin, named after the word "dong" in the east, and called himself the Eastern Corps Exorcist. Lin Shiyi became the leader of the Eastern Corps Exorcist Corps. Later, the whole group moved to Hong Kong during the Republic of China. Went over there. Our family didn't recognize them, but outsiders later called our family the Western Corps Exorcist. The West of Xiangxi was not the West of the West. Lin Shiyi’s biological brother Ma Laosi.”

"The Eastern Corps has a team of two corpse exorcists. The former holds the talisman water and is called 'the one holding the water', and the latter holds the talisman and is called the 'talisman holding one'. This bowl of talisman water cannot be spilled before arriving at the destination. The paper must be intact. The Eastern style of exorcism emphasizes exorcism, but all Chinese who want to return to their roots will do it.”

"The Western school uses small Yin gongs and soul-catching bells, also called Chenzhou talismans, to drive away corpses. There are many ways to deal with corpses, so it's easier to drive away corpses. It doesn't have to be two people, one person can also drive away corpses. But they We also abide by the traditional rules and pay attention to three times and three times. "

"Those who were beheaded, those who were hanged, and those who died standing in cages can be expelled. They did not die voluntarily. They were full of resentment and had a strong obsession with returning home. In other words, their souls are still in the corpses. ”

"Those who died of illness, those who committed suicide by hanging themselves in rivers, and those who were struck by lightning and burned to death could not be driven away. The souls of those who died of illness were taken away by black and white. The little ghosts who drowned themselves in rivers and hung their necks found scapegoats. Their souls have been 'handover' and were The lightning strike is a big deal. It is a sinful person, and the body that was burned to death is incomplete. These cannot be driven away. "

"Ma Laosi was the Sikui of the Western School who drove away corpses back then."

Miao Fangfei was very smart and connected it with the legend of Xiaolong Yizhuang: "When they sent the martyrs home, they once settled in Xiaolong Yizhuang."

"Yes, this is Team Miao's memory."

The fat man gave a thumbs up cheerfully: "So I say, we should follow the Western path."

He pointed at the pile of things Miao Fangfei had dumped on the table: "Cinsha, Chenzhou Talisman, and colorful cloth strips are all used to make corpses. Captain Miao, that should be written in the manual."

"Yes."

Miao Fangfei nodded solemnly. She had just read the book "Old Craft: Preparing Corpses" at a glance.

"Everything in the manual that is needed for preparing corpses is included in the cloth bag."

Miao Fangfei said coldly, her expression not relaxed.

"These materials are full of yang energy, without any evil or resentment."

Xu Chen nodded. He was a rather elegant and handsome man. There was a faint green light in the depths of his pupils, and he looked a bit like a wolf.

[Resentment Perception (green title): You suffer from some kind of eye disease and can see inexplicable gray energy! Be careful, the more people know, the faster they will die~]

"I'm afraid there are variables in the preparation process."

They are all old travelers and have long since given up hope in the hotel's 'kindness'. For an ‘old craft’ experience like this dangerous journey, since the materials are not missing, it means that the danger is likely to be in the ‘experience process’.

It might be that the corpse is a fake corpse, it might be some other danger, or it might be...

"Hey, this is terrible, which body should I choose?"

The fat man shook his head in embarrassment, which cast a shadow on the hearts of the passengers.

Yes, there are about a dozen coffins in the main room and dozens of corpses in the yard.

Which corpses should they drive away?

Although the body placed in the coffin in the main room is more like the object of their craftsmanship. But picking the right target from dozens of rotting corpses is also a common method used by the hotel.

Experienced travelers never make decisions lightly. It is a decision related to life. No one will leave their life to "probably" or "possibly".

Wei Xun watched their serious discussion with interest and did not interrupt them. Of course, if the travelers knew that these batik cloth bags were taken by Wei Xun from the coffin in the main house after being woken up by the noise at 3 a.m., they might have narrowed their choices.

But the tour guide cannot tell the travelers this kind of information.

"Before 9 p.m., please bring your "corpse friends" and gather on the first floor of the lobby."

Wei Xun was conscientious and responsible. His words automatically changed to finding the "correct" corpse and handling it before 9 p.m. in the ears of the travelers.

It was 5:30 in the morning. From finding the corpse to handling the corpse, they only had half a day.

Everyone's face was not relaxed. They went to discuss and finally decided to split into two groups. Miao Fangfei and Zhao Hongtu, the two strongest people, went to check the group of corpses in the courtyard, while the others went to the main house to check the corpses in the coffins.

It was not obvious during the discussion, but the closeness of the tourists was reflected when they walked outside. Zhao Hongtu and other tourists gathered together, while Miao Fangfei, Shi Tao, and Lin Xi, the three "people from Bingjiu", walked closer.

Wei Xun did not look at the turbulent relationship between the tourists. He hummed a tune and returned to his room. He closed the door and stood in front of the mirror, and lifted up his upper body clothes.

[Yellow value 1]

"No changes?"

Wei Xun stared at his too pale and thin chest in the mirror, which was like a piece of paper. He looked left and right and could not see any other problems.

After returning from Shi Tao last night, Wei Xun simply used the new scenic spot experience ball to increase the exploration of the new scenic spot "Flying Fox Forest". He originally had 10% progress, and with 45%, it was just over half.

With more than half of the progress of opening up new attractions, Wei Xun received a bonus from the hotel.

... Only 100 points.

How stingy, hotel!

I don't know if it's because Wei Xun took a shortcut, the hotel's reward is particularly stingy.

Wei Xun complained while renewing his day, and the remaining points--

Shh, the dysmenorrhea is really exciting, but it's a pity that it only hurts for ten minutes each time.

Wei Xun, who believes in enjoying life in the moment, had a good time three times.

This is his current information--

[Guide information]

[Code: Bingjiu (only in this journey)]

[Rank: Silver Five Star (Bingjiu's rank) ten ten ten]

[Death countdown 25:14:21]

[Points: 55]

[Spiritual pollution value (SAN): 90]

That's right, when he went to the main house to pick up the batik cloth bag, the refreshed Wei Xun found that there were three huge plus signs after his rank, and in the last column, there was a new numerical item!

[Warning! Your death countdown has been below the safe value for more than 12 hours. The hotel is worried about your situation and has materialized your mental pollution value (SAN value) into a numerical value. Please pay attention at all times! 】

[When you are in a low death countdown state, or are fatally frightened, or are in a state of fear, your SAN value will decrease. During this process, you will have hallucinations, visions, madness, body alienation, etc. When the SAN value returns to zero, you will go completely crazy and become a monster! 】

[Please pay attention to your mental health, and don't over-pursue the power brought by the low death countdown! 】

Putting down his clothes, Wei Xun took off his hat and touched his forehead hair. There, he felt two small bumps. It looked like a swelling, but also like--

It was not fully grown, and the tender horn tip.

"I don't feel it." Wei Xun touched the horn tip on his forehead and looked at it from various angles. He couldn't see anything in the mirror, even if he pulled his hair apart, he couldn't see anything. This horn tip was not as noticeable as acne.

"A plus sign appears after the rank... The lower the death countdown, the stronger the combat power? Sure enough, a low death countdown also has a limit."

The SAN value appears, which is the hotel's warning to the tour guide who has always maintained a low death countdown.

However...

"Exciting!"

Wei Xun was very excited. He touched the horns on his forehead and then touched his buttocks: "Can I become a little dragon man?"

"Or a demon? Can I fly!"

Wei Xun forgot whether the monster he turned into in the nightmare had wings. He touched his whole body passionately. Finally, after confirming that there were no other changes except the horns on his forehead that were not as big as acne, he stopped his hands in disappointment.

"From last night to now, my SAN value has dropped by ten points."

Wei Xun muttered to himself, and at the same time-

'Hehe...'

'Hehehe...'

The ethereal and eerie laughter suddenly sounded in the room where only Wei Xun was, right behind him, and the mirror in front of Wei Xun suddenly reflected a highly rotten face full of maggots!


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