Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 348 Soul Calling

  The female body in the photo has something extra on her hand.

   "It's a doll!" Qin Yin called.

  In the photo, there is an extra doll wearing a red cloth shirt.

   "But her hands are obviously empty..." The idiot pressed his eyebrows and looked serious, "Where did the baby go?"

  Jasmine squinted her eyes at this time, holding the candle and looking at the photo, "This doll...how does it look a bit like the one in my hand?"

  In the arms of Jasmine, she was holding the red rag doll that was stained with a little dust.

   "Ah..." Qiao Nian showed a suddenly realized expression and happily pointed to the female corpse and said, "Jasmine, this is you, and you are dead too."

  Subtext, finally I am not the only one who died.

"It seems that this is the room of the Master of All Things," Dao Chang looked around, "She was worshiping something before she was alive, and after she died, she brought the doll into the coffin...what would happen to the doll? ?"

  Jasmine did not listen to the words of the Taoist leader. After recognizing that the doll was her own in the photo, her eyes changed a little when she looked at the doll, and she used **** to pinch the hem of her clothes instead.

   "Let's put the photo in the frame first." Xiaolan poked his head and said.

  The leader agreed, turned his head and stuffed the photo along the gap at the top of the photo frame. The thin piece of paper flicked and slid into the photo frame.

  A few people quickly turned their heads.

   "Is there any movement, Baomu?"

   Baomu's ears moved, "Nothing...Xiaolan's stomach screamed, are you hungry?"

   Xiaolan awkwardly covered her stomach, "I was too nervous in the morning, I didn't eat any more...but I shouldn't be able to eat anymore now."

   "Strange, shouldn't a mechanism be opened?"

  Yes, but no.

  "The picture is misplaced?" Qin Yin stared at the camera.

  The leader pressed the shutter at the female corpse a few more times, and no more photos came out.

   "Only this one."

   "There must be other steps," Jasmine shook the doll's hand, "Let's look for it."

   "Jasmine," the fool looked at the doll, "Or...you put the doll in her arms?"

   "Makes sense!"

  Jasmine can throw away the doll at a sound, so she can conveniently land next to the coffin and hand the doll to the female corpse.

  The fool stretched out his arm and adjusted the position of the doll.

   "Well, that’s how it looks in the photo."

   Still nothing happened.

   "It's weird," Qin Yin folded his arms, "Did the central control forget to turn on the mechanism when it fell asleep."

  The leader picked up the walkie-talkie, "Hello, may I ask the clue for the next step..."

  "The clue is in the coffin, and the clue is in the coffin."

   "Guanzhong? Where? Oh, in the coffin."

  A few people threw back into the coffin again.

  Qiao Nian lay on the edge of the coffin, holding a candle and watching, suddenly shouting, "Look! There are pictures on the side of the coffin!"

  I really can’t tell if I don’t look closely, there are several groups of dark lines on the inner wall of the coffin.

  Five small candles leaned over.

  The first picture is very simple. It is a scribbled rectangle with a circle behind the square and a small circle inside the circle. The picture behind the circle can be vaguely seen as a person.

   "This square is a photo frame, right? The human form is... this female corpse?"

   "What about the round shape?" Qiao Nian scratched his chin.

  Qin Yin suddenly remembered something, and walked back to the counter in two steps, "It's this inkstone!"

  In the center of the circular inkstone is a small circle of ink ponds.

  "Photo frame, ink stand, female corpse..."

   Jasmine leaned out half of her body and pushed the npc who was playing her corpse inward, and a line of small red characters appeared under the pattern.

  "Some cool ink will call back the soul."

   "We want her to return to her soul!" Jasmine raised her head.

  "Be more precise," Qin Yin nodded, "It is to bring you back to your soul."

  "……"

  Qin Yin reached out his hand and dipped some ink, then asked back, "Where do I spot ink?"

   "There seems to be something dark on this villain's head," Baomu reached out and wiped it, but didn't erase it. "Sister Xiaoyin, you try to touch her forehead."

"okay!"

  Qin Yin stretched out his black hand towards the npc in the coffin, and a second before the finger touched her forehead, the npc suddenly twisted his head to the other side.

   "Huh? Miss sister, why don't you cooperate?"

  Qin Yin started from the other side as he spoke, but the NPC turned his face away again.

  The walkie-talkie rang, and inside was the helpless voice of the central control, "Just point the ink on the photo frame."

   Let go of our npc.

"Oh."

  The moment the ink dots were printed on the frame, there was a blast of earth, and all the creatures in the coffin finally sat up.

  Although everything happened just now, the atmosphere is a bit bad, but Xiaolan still takes a step back in fright.

   "Look! Jasmine!" Qin Yin pointed at the female corpse, "You cheated the corpse!"

  Jasmine showed an expression of eating people.

  The female body was sitting upright in the coffin, her head drooping on her chest, her messy hair covering her face, and the doll in her hands.

   "There is a letter here," Qiao Nian, who was standing behind the corpse, pointed to the back of the corpse, "it's stuck in her back."

   Jasmine pulled the letter over, but the female corpse still did not move.

  Everyone opened the envelope and read it.

  "In the first lunar month, at the time of the hai, the altar incense is extinguished and it is fierce.

   Estimated, this is the moment when I return to Yuan.

  The moment of death is the last calculation of all things. Everyone, ask for more blessings.

  The aura of the first life of all things can transform a lone soul. If everyone is really helpless, you can guide my lone soul into the big soul according to the method attached in the letter. Just a few words can also be used for other purposes. "

  There is also a line of red letters on the back of the letter.

   "The tambourine, bell and piano cup, the dream begins to appear around the coffin."

   "Hey--" Qin Yin sighed, "After recruiting the big soul, she still needs to recruit the small soul, and why can't she speak more clearly?"

   Baomu's eyes lit up, turned his head and squatted down, picked up a jingling thing from the ground, and shook it, "Is this a bell?"

  It was a **** bell, so black that it blended into the background, but the crisp sound would not deceive people.

   "Then let's find the other four things." The Taoist commanded.

  Things are hidden in the objects placed on both sides of the wall, and it is not difficult to find them. After a while, bells, small waist drums, old desk clocks, Yueqin and a broken bowl were placed beside the coffin.

   "We must enclose the coffin," Jasmine raised the bell, "just put it on this platform in the order of the poem..."

  Five objects were placed on the circular platform beside the coffin at the same time. Suddenly, there was a sound of bone rubbing in the coffin.

   "Gluck...gluck..."

  The female body moved.

   "Cough cough cough..." She let out three weak coughs.

   Xiaolan hid behind Qin Yin again.

   "Wenya...is Wenya?..."

  Her voice was hoarse as if it came from a broken tape recorder.

   Xiaolan shuddered.

  Qin Yin moved very quickly, and quickly pulled out Xiao Lan behind him.

   "It's Wenya, it's Wenya," Qin Yin also tweeted her, "What's your order?"

   "Wenya..." The female corpse tremblingly raised her right hand, as if she was about to touch Xiaolan, "You are finally here..."

  　 Thank you for your reward! Thank you for your reward! ()

  (End of this chapter)