Chapter 683 Traveling to the Mountain (36)
The white bridge connects the two sides of the Santu River. On one side are Qian Xiaoyi and the others, and on the other side is an endless sea of red flowers, with countless coquettish flowers. The flowers on the other shore sway gently with the breeze under the moonlight, and I don't know where the end is.
After Suzuna followed Qian Xiaoyi's instructions and used the power of the mountain god to activate the magic circle, she looked at Qian Xiaoyi in surprise and said in surprise: "Mr. Qian... I clearly saw him Was he impaled by that zombie? But why...did I see it wrong? ?”
There was a smooth cut on Qian Xiaoyi’s chest T-shirt, as if it had been torn open by something sharp, but the skin inside was intact, making Suzuna doubt herself. Did you see an illusion just now? In fact, it was just cutting open the clothes.
"No, I saw it too, he was indeed stabbed." King Kong breathed a sigh of relief: "But no matter what method Mr. Qian used to offset the damage, as long as the person is okay, it will be fine."
The mountain god Nomi saw some clues. He blew his beard and glared: "Huh! That kid suddenly changed in an instant."
"Change?" Suzuna was a little confused.
The mountain god Neng replied: "Although I don't know how he did it, at that moment, he transformed from a human being into a being like ghosts and gods, and I can still feel the presence in his body just now. A very scary thing, not even weaker than that zombie."
"... Mr. Qian is really powerful," King Kong could only say.
Suzuna suddenly understood: "Well, since it's Mr. Qian, it's not surprising that he has some weird methods."
After all, the things he taught them were bizarre enough, and it wouldn't be against the law if he himself had even weirder techniques, as long as he didn't side with the enemy.
Over there, the zombie did not struggle immediately after being tied up. It stared at Qian Xiaoyi calmly and said: "It's really unexpected. You can even do such a thing. It seems that you and that Does it matter to the Chinese who imprisoned me in this body?”
“You don’t need to know that much, because I will send you back to hell soon” Qian Xiaoyi breathed a little heavily. He said, a few parasite-like black hairs drifted in his eyes, and something kept trying to get out of his body. Even if he successfully avoided fatal injuries just now, he still felt a little uncomfortable. Feel good.
"Really? I'm looking forward to it." The zombie turned to look at the surrounding buildings emerging from the ground and said, "But... just these things? If I read it correctly, these The thing... is paper, right?”
The white things coming out from both sides are nothing else. They are two neat rows of lamps, leading to the arch bridge behind Qian Xiaoyi, as if guiding the souls of the dead. , and the arch bridge is also extremely pale and colorless, like a part of an animation scene that was forgotten to be colored.
"Of course it's paper." Qian Xiaoyi sneered: "Otherwise, I can build you a new bridge?"
These are the paper bundles Qian Xiaoyi prepared. As a Taoist priest, he has to do rituals frequently. , so they are often familiar with the local paper-making shop, and the paper-making shop industry also has its own inheritance.
The paper tie made by those paper tie makers with inheritance are often more exquisite than ordinary paper tie. Sometimes they are even so exquisite that they can be transformed into corresponding things when placed in the ghost land. Not only It seems that they can also play corresponding functions, and even ghosts can't tell whether they are true or false.
But it's a pity that Qian Xiaoyi doesn't know any good paper makers here, so he can only do it by himself. But his skills are very average, which means that the guiding lights and even the "Naihe Bridge" that appear in the circle now appear in a frivolous and pale state, as if they will collapse immediately if he steps on them.
If it is If an experienced master makes these things, he won't be so perfunctory.
But there is no way, time is too short, just use it.
"In that case, you can try it." Zombie said to Qian Xiaoyi: "Why are you just standing there motionless?"
Qian Xiaoyi shrugged: "You will do it soon Got it." If the zombie's face wasn't so "stiff", maybe it could show a confused expression.
"If you think you can let me cross that bridge, you are wrong..." The zombie's body began to exert force, and the ink line on his body was stretched straight, It didn't take long for it to break free from this level of restraint, but at this time, it suddenly noticed something strange around it.
First, the two rows of paper soul-inducing lamps suddenly lit up without warning. They lit up one by one in the direction of the bridge in an orderly manner. The blue will-o'-wisps burned quietly in them, but they It's as if there is no temperature, and they cannot ignite themselves at all.
Some thin white mist slowly appeared around the zombies, causing the temperature to drop a lot.
King Kong on the side can even see the white breath he exhales.
The zombie turned around and saw translucent figures slowly crossing it, walking slowly along the road in the middle of the lamp supply, towards the paper bridge, and then disappeared into the flower field on the other side of the bridge. among.
"Transcendence...is it? So you had this idea." The zombie's tone suddenly turned gloomy, and its eyes looked in a certain direction. As Grandma Tao's master, it certainly knew what was going on. What.
In the courtyard of the temple, Weibo and a group of psychics began to recite scriptures for salvation, and the whole courtyard was buzzing.
In addition to offering sacrifices to the mountain gods, this ritual ceremony also has the purpose of transcending the dead and praying for the dead. Now, they are just continuing this practice. All the psychics and monks on Mount Osore have begun to use Weibo is the center, saving the souls who refuse to go back.
Every year, they do this, but now, they have concentrated their target on a small area, and the centermost one is the zombie.
The inexplicable traction caused the zombie to fall forward involuntarily, but soon it stabilized its body, looked at Qian Xiaoyi with some annoyance, and said: "Young man, don't think that this is the case. Just want to save me."
As he said this, several of the ink lines on his body snapped, and he saw that he was about to break free.
Ding Ling Ling~~~
Qian Xiaoyi took out a copper bell and held a yellow charm in the other hand. The crisp ringing interrupted the zombie's movements. Qian Xiaoyi smiled and said: "No Sorry, I am the expert in dealing with zombies."
He muttered something, held the magic spell, threw the yellow talisman forward, and shouted: "The Lord Taishan is as urgent as the law!"
The yellow talisman rose in the wind and quickly became huge. It flew towards the zombie and wrapped it up like a rice dumpling. It was tightly entangled, but the monster inside could still be seen. Struggling hard.
“Let’s go~” Qian Xiaoyi shouted in Chinese, while ringing a copper bell in his hand.
Huang Zongzi suddenly jumped forward following the ringing of the bell and Qian Xiaoyi's instructions.
“It works!” Qian Xiaoyi was extremely happy and sighed in his heart: “After coming here for so long, I finally met a professional counterpart!”
Every time he shook the bell, , the zombie wrapped in the talisman jumped and jumped towards the Naihe Bridge. It was about to jump onto the thin paper bridge. Suzuna and King Kong who were watching were even more nervous than Qian Xiaoyi, and their hearts were beating fast. jumped out of his throat.
(End of this chapter)