[The thirty-eighth time, he finally remembered to ask me if it hurt.
In order to investigate the disappearance of his mentor, Shen Qingrang mistakenly entered the Xuantan altar in western Hunan, put on a Nuo mask, and was dragged into the "Twelve Beast Nuo"——
The ghost marriage of a child and a mouse, the ugly cow field sacrifice, the evil tiger and the ghost... Each world is a Chinese-style horror death situation, and each world has rules: don't look back when you hear the suona, the cow's eyes are like a field when it sees a person, and the tiger's hair gradually grows when it helps the tiger eat people.
He met Xie Wujiu. The man always wears half a Nuo mask on his face, his right hand is faded and mottled like old paper, and the number "Sanshiqi" is engraved on his waist.
He taught him to step on the Kyushu, sing the opposite, and use the rules to break the rules. He shielded him from evil spirits, cut his voice, and blocked the eyes of ghosts with his faded fingertips.
Every time it passed a boundary, Shen Qing let an extra bamboo bone grow, and Xie Wu Jiu faded an inch of paper color.
Until a certain realm, Shen Qing let the mirror pattern appear on his heart, remembering three hundred years ago——
He was buried alive as a sacrifice, and Xie Wujiu was the paper man buried with him. He was stabbed thirty-seven times and died in his place thirty-seven times.
In this world, he doesn't want to be a Nuo god. He wanted the paper man to ferry him over again.
