Chapter 298 This thing bites!
Fang Geyu looked at the orderly Yinmu Zhentu in all directions, and suddenly there was a hint of narrowness in his eyes.
"What a coincidence, Ying Xiu, the son of Ying Ji, happens to be in this deserted house now. He is a poor scholar. If you tell him about the Devil May Cry Pearl, he will probably owe you a day. It's a big favor, maybe it won't be difficult to break the spell that pierces your black heart."
Ji Ting was startled, but there was more sadness in his eyes.
He shook his head and said: "Because of the night when my little sister's soul was wandering, I knew that most of the mortals in this world and the Taoist cultivators are selfish people. Even if he saves It’s a matter of raising my hand, but I would rather believe in my benefactor.”
Balian glanced at it and said calmly: "I love you."
The eight yin trees surrounding the heavy stone millstone were easy to remove, and Balian pulled them out one by one with his bare hands.
The earth loosened and three parts were buried.
The heavy stone millstone has a rectangular shape. When it is shaking like this, it really looks like an iron coffin has been buried in the earth, which adds to the weirdness.
The millstone is pitch black, as if it were poured with iron juice. The color exudes a cold and dark flavor. The surface seems to have been eroded by the years, leaving mottled and old traces. The wind blows on the ground and blows on the face. It's the smell of blood mixed with rust.
Bailian squatted on the ground and groped for a moment. The millstone did not have any mechanism or connecting gap that could be opened.
Although the iron paint on the rough surface of the millstone has been eroded away by wind and rain for unknown ages, the pattern of a black sun drawn in the center can still be vaguely discerned.
The upper and lower sides of the pattern are respectively engraved with the fangs and mouths of the Green Oni and the Red Oni.
He calmly withdrew his eyes from the patterns, looking completely unconcerned.
My fingers were inserted into the earth, trying to lift the millstone.
Not moving at all.
It’s like growing on the ground.
Bailian frowned, adjusted his posture while squatting, and got lucky again.
The ground shook slightly, but the grindstone still did not change at all.
Fang Geyu's eyes stayed on Bailian's face. She suddenly spoke up, slightly worried: "Don't waste your efforts, you... you are not well yet."
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Balian patted the dirt between his fingers, stood up and coughed lightly.
He looked down at his shoes, his pale face flushed slightly, and he stuttered: "I...I'm fine."
"But I feel that you are here "Reluctantly."
He doesn't get annoyed often, let alone being cared about again and again, but at this moment, he always feels that he has been looked down upon by Fang Geyu.
I am not a frail lady, so I just got kicked a few times, right?
reluctantly?
No.
When Fang Geyu left him and ran away alone, he was not sad at all.
"My benefactor, it's this mouth. If you bite it and won't let go, it's really fatal."
Ji Ting, who was anxious to take his sister away from this land of right and wrong, suddenly let out a cry exclaimed.
Fang Geyu was lost in thought when he suddenly heard this sentence from him, and there was a sense of panic and guilt on his face for no reason.
She subconsciously retorted sharply: "What kind of mouth, no! No bite, no parting, obviously let go!"
Ji Ting was stunned for a while, stupidly. Pointing to the ink stone: "Fang...Miss Fang has also been bitten by the stone-mouthed statue above?"
At this moment, Balian's expression was indescribably wonderful. Only then did Fang Geyu react, and said with shame and anger: "You are going to die! You suddenly made a sound! If you don't want your tongue, tell me, and I will cut it and serve it as a meal for the dog!"
In front of you, Miss Fang, you have to ask for permission in writing before you can even speak.
Ji Ting felt unspeakably aggrieved and thought to himself, was he wrong in discovering the clues?
Bailian coughed lightly again, realizing that he coughed a lot tonight. He glanced at Fang Geyu, and then realized that she was glaring at him at Jiting.
With a guilty conscience, Bai Lian hurriedly took over Ji Ting's topic and said, "Ji Ting, what did you mean by what you just said?"
Ji Ting squatted on the ground, looking at the grinder. The stone looked like it was afraid to touch each other, with lingering fear.
"Yougui Lang left me here that day. The mouth on it could swallow my blood, suck my body in hard, and bite my neck.
At that time, I really thought I was I was about to die, but then when I was struggling, my ankle was somehow scratched on another blue ghost's tooth.
The green ghost ate my flesh and blood, and the red ghost released me. , that is, that time, I could hear the grindstone "
He swallowed and said: "I heard Yu Guilang say that the source of that sound is the Devil Weeping Bead, because I resonated with the Devil Weeping Bead. The solution to the beads is of great help, so I stayed I still."
Fang Geyu heard the meaning of her words and frowned: "Based on your experience, it is possible that you have to feed blood to those two stone ghosts to suppress the corpse underneath. Take it out?”
Bailian said: "Since there is a connection between you, Ji Ting, and the Devil's Weeping Pearl, is it possible to open this millstone barrier with your blood?"
After Ji Ting heard this, he looked at her face. I was happy, but then I seemed to think of something again, and my whole body slowly froze like an eggplant beaten by frost.
“But Yougui Lang said that this Devil Weeping Bead is an arrogant bead. He only tastes human blood once and gets tired of it. If he feeds it the blood of the same person again, the bead will emit a raging fire. Yin fire, within ten miles, the living All ghosts are gone."
Bailian pondered for a moment and said: "If not, let me try to open this millstone."
Fang was still concerned about his injury just now. Ge Yu was silent now.
Ji Ting hurriedly waved his hands and said: "It's necessary. If something happens to my benefactor because of this matter, wouldn't it mean that Ji Ting will blame himself for the rest of his life?"
Bailian smiled casually: "What accident can happen? , since you can regain your freedom from these two ghosts, I can naturally do it, and there is no danger at all. What’s more, the deceased is the most important person and should return to peace as soon as possible."
There was a complex tangle in Ji Ting's eyes.
After a long time, he plopped down, knelt down and nodded at him again: "In this way, we will get rid of our benefactor!"
Without saying anything, Bai Lian slashed with the Qiushui Sword. The palm of his hand was pressed against the red ghost's fangs. As expected, there was a cracking pain in the palm of his hand, followed by a strange feeling of blood being drained away.
He tried to twitch his palm, but found that it was tightly welded to death, and he really couldn't twitch it away.
The blood flows into the dark sun pattern in the center. The bright red blood is like the most beautiful oil painting in the world, igniting the monotonous black and white colors.
It’s just the flow of blood that traces the outline of half of the black sun. No matter how much Bailian pours blood, he refuses to paint one more stroke.
Still half a sun.
"This..." Ji Ting opened his eyes wide and looked at Balian in disbelief: "How...how could this happen?"
Fang Geyu pointed at the fangs of the green ghost on the other side with the scabbard and said: "There is another one. It may take two people to work together to open it."
After saying that, she simply and neatly slashed her palm. , was sent under the fangs of the green ghost, and the palm of his hand was instantly clenched.
(End of this chapter)