Chapter 430: Compression of evil spirits
Fu Jian found that his body was very light.
He stood up and looked back, seeing that his body was still lying down.
Everything around him was hazy, and the surrounding rock walls seemed to be slowly moving. The curtain of the temple opened a corner, and it seemed as if some kind of sight fell on him through the curtain.
Fu Jian asked warily: "Who are you?"
"That's not important. What's important is what I just asked you."
The direction of the ethereal voice could not be discerned, but Fu Jian believed that the speaker was the statue in the temple.
“Of course I want to see my daughter, but I don’t believe you.”
“You’re already in this situation anyway, believe me once, how much worse can the situation get?”
"Then...just tell me."
Fu Jian agreed on the surface, but was sarcastic in his heart.
In this weird place, any small oversight can lead to death. How could he believe this guy with unknown origins?
And he is a businessman who has experienced ups and downs. This kind of person who hides his head and shows his tail, under the banner of doing your best, claiming that you can get huge benefits as long as you pay some price, is probably not holding it in his stomach. .
What the ethereal voice said to Fu Jian was exactly the same as to Huang Debiao. As long as he could kill one of Wu Xian, Xiong Gang and Gong Xiujuan, he would be allowed to leave the underground maze.
If you don’t want to kill anyone, you can just do the voice a small favor and let him leave.
The words contained a lot of content to sow discord, but Fu Jian was not moved.
Until the hazy cave, the shadow of a woman condensed. The woman looked a little strange, but her eyebrows looked a little like him, and a little like his wife.
This is his daughter!
“The invitation your daughter sent you is true. She is really hiding in the scenic spot, waiting for you to find her, but unfortunately, she was implicated here together with you.”
"I will not use your daughter to embarrass you. When the time is right, I will let your father and daughter meet."
Finished saying this.
The woman's shadow disappeared, and Fu Jian returned to his body.
……
Fu Jian opened his eyes.
The surroundings are very bright, and the light of the palace lanterns is still protecting them.
He stood up and picked up a handful of spider thorns. There were tears in the corners of his eyes. The clothes on his chest and back were all soaked with sweat, and his lips were bitten and bled.
Fu Jian is not Huang Debiao, he knows that this is probably a deception.
However, his daughter is his weakness.
Even if it was deception, even if...
He stood there, unable to make up his mind for a long time.
"What did he say to you?"
Wu Xian, who was curled up in Fat Hu's arms, sat up, holding a saw blade in his hand, looking at Fu Jian with curiosity on his face.
Fu Jian was startled and hurriedly hid the spider-leg thorns behind his back to cover up his panic.
"What...what are you talking about?"
"Tsk, I knew that voice would definitely cause trouble." Wu Xian helplessly spread his hands, "It's my fault too, just now It was too urgent and I didn’t have time to tell you.”
"I don't know what that voice said to you, but his words are not worthy of belief. The last person who believed him was the charred corpse in the haunted house you saw before, and his end was tragic."
Fu Jiansong Opening his hand, the spider-legged spines fell to the ground.
"When I heard that voice, I planned to tell you all the information I heard after I woke up. I really thought so, but...but..."
Wu Xian tilted his head and looked at the spider thorns on the ground: "But you were threatened, right?" Fu Jian's expression was shocked.
In fact, it wasn't that Wu Xian didn't have time to tell him, but that he didn't tell him on purpose.
That weird sound is another hidden danger in this underground cave.
He once talked with Huang Debiao and was able to control evil spirits to ambush Xia Caoqing. He had a close connection with the Black God in the temple. Wu Xian even suspected that the owner of the voice had been monitoring them.
But there is too little information about that voice.
Of the five people currently in the cave, only Fu Jian is a pure ordinary person. If that voice wants to cause trouble, it can only come to Fu Jian.
But if he had been informed in advance, the voice might not come to him, like Zhao Zixuan before, thus losing the channel to obtain important information.
So Wu Xian never mentioned the sound, and after falling asleep, he secretly paid attention to Fu Jian's movements.
Wu Xian believed that Fu Jian was a smart man and would not be easily fooled by the voice, but Fu Jian picked up the spider-leg thorn and was very confused before the attack.
Then there is a high possibility that he was threatened.
"It seems that I guessed it right. You entered the maze to find your daughter, so this threat is most likely related to your daughter..."
Fu Jian was silent for a long time.
Finally told Wu Xian everything he heard.
After Wu Xian listened, he asked meaningfully: "What is your daughter's name?"
Fu Jian forced a smile: "Her name is Fu Qianqian, I shouldn't give her She gave this name because her luck is so shallow..."
"Oh"
Wu Xian looked down, a flash of sadness flashed in his eyes, and stopped talking to Fu Jian.
Fu Jian sighed, went to the side alone and curled up and lay down. After telling the truth, he no longer had the idea of killing people, but he finally had a break with the others.
Wu Xian lay down again.
This is the fourth time the palace lanterns have been lit.
When he wakes up again, it will be the fourth day after entering this blessed land.
In the past three days, Wu Xian has taken care of the most basic survival needs, has strong and reliable teammates, and is becoming stronger and stronger.
If you continue at this pace, it is not difficult to survive seven days safely.
“If this blessed land does not suddenly increase in intensity, in the next four days, I should consider the quality of life.”
“Hey, you can’t think like that, this is a flag. !”
……
"Hey, wake up!"
"Something happened!"
Fu Jian woke up the others with a nervous voice.
Wu Xian opened his eyes.
The palace lantern is still on and the break is not over yet. Why is Fu Jian so nervous?
But when Wu Xian stood up and saw the situation clearly, his scalp suddenly felt numb and he swallowed his saliva.
The air is filled with a pungent fishy smell, and the sound of rushing water can be heard from everywhere. Those sounds are the sounds of blood falling on the ground!
There were densely packed small caves surrounding the large cave.
Now, almost a quarter of these small caves have all closed up and disappeared, leaving only gaps as thin as a finger.
Evil spirits may be hidden in every cave, and there may also be ordinary people who have been summoned. Now everything there is squeezed flat, the flesh is filled with the narrow gaps, and the blood flows into In the big cave!
The main color was red, mixed with various colors of dirty blood. Under the guidance of inexplicable power, they all poured into the temple next to the cave, as if they had entered a bottomless pit.
(End of this chapter)