32. Mausoleum lamp

32. Mausoleum lamp

The second master and I were back to back like this. After half an hour, the second master said.

"It's okay. Go back to sleep."

I'll go and prick him. Can I still fall asleep?

The second master lay down and couldn't sleep at all. He closed his eyes and his eyelids were moving mechanically. He was thinking about things.

The voice kept talking. Suddenly, I was so excited that I understood a sentence. A voice was saying that the gravekeeper was coming. I heard this correctly. I sat up at once, and the second master's eyes opened, and obviously heard it.

He also sat up and looked at the shadows, which were messy and had a headache. They were shaking, moving and talking.

I suddenly remembered something. The long light does not go out all year round, but it is actually extinguished, which is really a little evil.

The long light went out again, and the human shadow disappeared. I know that the long light should not be for the purpose I want, but to control the use of the human shadow, the shadow...

Thinking of this, I stood up and walked to the lamp. The wick was in the middle of a basin-like oil vessel. I suddenly saw countless carved villains around this basin-like vessel, with a clear difference between men and women.

The second master came over and I showed it to him.

"It's these little people who make trouble, but it's strange that they can become shadows and talk."

We were talking when those hands moved again, and their teeth and claws were scary.

The second master and I understood what was going on. No one was as scared as at the beginning, and even we ignored those hands.

The second master and I are studying these villains. The oil lamp magnifies the villain on the wall of the basin to a normal human shadow and can speak, which is also a miracle. We are thinking about it with the second master! One person took a picture of me, and I settled down at that time. Because the second master stood in a parallel position on my left side, and I could see his movements. I saw the second master's two hands, but there was another one on my shoulder. I was sure that the second master did not have three hands.

The second master also felt something was wrong. He looked at me and set it there. Looking at it again, he jumped away.

"Hand."

The second master shouted, and his hand was on my shoulder and he didn't take it away.

"Come and help me, don't stand there and shout."

I said second master.

The second master stood still. He looked left and right at those hands, as if to prevent the other hand from resting on his shoulder.

I saw that the second master didn't help me. I reached out and grabbed the hand on my shoulder, then pulled it down and was ready to throw it. This hand actually grabbed my hand and didn't let go. The second master came to help me and couldn't open it.

"What does this mean?"

"It doesn't matter. It's quite strange, but I caught you."

The second master looked at this hand and shook his head.

I looked at this hand, which was definitely a woman's hand, soft and delicate. However, it is very powerful.

Suddenly, this hand was working hard in one direction, as if pulling me. I followed and walked to the oil lamp and stopped. The hand actually released, and then pointed to the little man in the oil lamp and did not move.

The second master looked at it.

"What do you mean?"

The second master shook his head. When the hand saw that we didn't respond, he clicked a little villain. That little man is no different from other little people. We can't understand it.

The hand seemed to be a little anxious and ordered two more.

I stretched out my hand, and the second master stared at me.

"If you don't figure it out, you have to move and want to die?"

I trembling. The second master looked at the villain, who actually moved and danced.

The second master looked at it for a while and said.

"Demented dance, this kind of dance has been lost for nearly a thousand years. I don't know how powerful it is. However, the soul of the person who heard it was lost, and his eyes were straight and stupid. No one could find this soul.

"Isn't it so powerful?"

"I don't know, I just saw it in the book."

"What should I do now?"

"Stop her."

I stretched out to catch the dancing little man and caught it in my hand. She was struggling, and my heart beat wildly.

The hand came over, snatched the little man, and then returned to the wall and became a sculpture.

I was stunned there.

"I understand that those hands on the wall are here for the soul. They are working hard on this place. These people's shadows will run a dementor dance."

I understand, too.

"What should I do now?"

"Don't mess around. We just regard it as an organ. Don't do bad things with good intentions. You may lose your life."

The second master looked at it and didn't do anything.

We didn't see the doorway at all until the oil lamps lit up again and the shadows of those people appeared again. This time, they were not chaotic or talking. They became a team, very neat.

"It's broken."

The second master is hairy.

"What's wrong?"

"Did I say it's an organ! They are going to dance the dementor. You just helped the hand get the villain among them, and they retaliated against us.

"What should I do?"

The second master looked at me and said.

"You stand in the triangle over there. Don't move around. No matter what happens, don't move. I'll deal with them."

The second master stood opposite the square team. There were hundreds of people there, and the second master was alone. I don't know what he can do.

The second master bent down as if he were going to fight. He stared.

Suddenly, it moved over there, and it moved like a person, and my scare came down.

The second master also moved, and the movement over there was slow, and the second master moved like a rainstorm, so wild that he was about to go crazy. I think the second master is either crazy or has something wrong with his head.

The movement over there is also getting faster.

The second master actually took off his clothes and jumped naked. I'm sure the second master is crazy.

I dare not move and look at them.

The second master's movements are dazzling, and there are no repeated movements. The other side is neat and uniform. No matter how fast the rhythm is, there has never been chaos.

The dance they dance is completely different. There is a kind of feminine beauty, while the second master's side is wild and fierce, a shocking beauty.

Suddenly, the dance stopped, and they and the second master almost stopped together.

"Gaga..."

The second master laughed, which was creepy, especially at this time.

The second master's smile told me that he was normal and knew that he had won.

Those people stood there and didn't move.

"Ky, we succeeded and actually played the dementor dance with me. No one can beat our new shocking dance, but we haven't danced for many years. It's a little strange, and I almost forgot a few movements."

"Is this the dance of our new puller?"

"Yes, it was created by the ancestors, and there are not many people who can do it now."

"What should I do now?"

"In the past, these shadows won't move. It's okay."

Just as we were about to go there, the thousand hands rushed out of the wall like flying, and the second master shouted and jumped aside.

"This speed is too fast. They are taking back their souls."

"Are you all right?"

"It's okay."

The thousand hands were in a mess, intertwined and torn. Half an hour later, it calmed down, and thousands of hands returned to the wall.

The second master walked to the wall. He stood in front of an old hand. It was really an old hand. The blue veins burst out, just like the thousand-year-old bark of leaves fell in winter.

"We helped you, and you should help us find the entrance."

The second master speaks and the opponent speaks. I don't think the second master is in good spirits.

The hand actually moved. It kept moving. It was sign language. I've seen deaf-mute people beat it. However, I don't understand that sign language is a universal language, but I can't. The second master looked at it seriously and stopped for a long time.

"I don't understand."

The second master said.

I'll go. You don't understand it. If you take it so seriously, I can still understand it for him! This guy can sometimes make you vomit blood.

"What should I do?"

"Look at it slowly."

"I don't understand. Do it again and try to make us understand."

The hand really moved again. This time I understood a little. The sign language he used is to compare our usual movements, which can no longer be called sign language.

We watched it several times and guessed it before we understood.

Light the oil lamp and block the villain above with something. It's so simple. The second master and I guessed for half an hour. I don't understand everything.

Let's go there and do it.

The second master looked at it. Anyway, I have to come to the places where I do it, and I have to go to the dangerous places.

When everything was done, the second master and I retreated. Suddenly, the oil lamp fried oil, and the oil flew out, and the oil that fell to the ground or other places were all on, and then went out in a moment.

The second master and I were shocked. The lamp was still on, but the fire was several times bigger.

"What's going on?"

I asked the second master.

"Look, this is just watching. If I understand, I don't have to stand here."

What the second master said makes sense.

We stood there and looked, and suddenly there was a "collapse" sound. The sound was louder, and more oil and fire flew out.

"If it goes on like this, why don't you light it here?"

"It's all stones, unless you light the two of us."

I realized this.

Suddenly, the lamp stamens were slowly getting smaller and smaller until the size of soybeans, they did not move.

"Second Master, it seems that this is going to go out."

"But it didn't die."

We waited for a while, and there was no change, so we walked over. The thing that blocked the villain was shaken off, and the villain was gone. I was stunned for a moment. The second master looked again and saw a door.

"Look here."

The second master pointed.

"It's a small door."

"Go in."

The second master is crazy. I'm afraid that this small door can only enter with one hand. It's impossible for people to enter.

"I can't get in. It's so big."

"Go in."

It's me again. I hesitated for a moment, gently opened the door, looked in, and couldn't see anything at all.

"Put your hand in and see if you can touch anything?"

I'll go.

As soon as the second master stared, I put my hand in, gritted my teeth and closed my eyes.

I really touched the thing. I pulled it out. It was wrapped in oilcloth. It was very light and handed it to the second master. He took it aside and opened it. It turned out to be a picture. It was not professional and very unprofessional.

The second master looked at it and pointed to a point above for a long time.

"This is the position. When you enter the Liling, it is estimated that it is not too far from the center of the mausoleum."

I don't understand. The picture is the same as that of a three-year-old child. I can't understand it.

"This is too unprofessional to understand."

"It is estimated that this picture was left by Jianling people, or masons, or other people, which is very unprofessional. However, he wants to tell us the entrance. Look at ten points on it. However, only one point is real, indicating that only this point can enter, and the other nine points are the entrance. However, I guess it's all organs. Any door you enter will kill us.

My sweat came down, one-ninth, which is really a death.

"Nine death and life passes, nine passes are dangerous, and no one can escape."

Nine death made me experience it here.

"Second Master, can't this go wrong?"

"I'm not sure about this, because this is very unprofessional, and I'm just guessing."

I stared at the second master.