Chapter 34 Mountain God Statue
“Senior Sister, Senior Sister.”
Nihua heard a voice shouting persistently in her ear as if through a barrier, Nihua felt her body It was very heavy, as if it was a shackle. After finally waking up from the confusion, Nihua felt that her body temperature was very abnormal.
Nihua felt cold for a while, hot for a while. Slowly, she only felt the burning heat of her body. There was a fragrance in her nose mixed with a bit of burning smell. Nihua opened her eyes. With my eyes, I discovered that the so-called barbecue is not an illusion.
Someone is roasting her with a fire...
The young man was dressed in a white robe and had a face as gentle as jade. His palms were glowing with fire. Amidst the scorching warmth and light, his eyebrows and eyes were stiffly cold, which was a bit strange and contradictory.
Ni Hua looked down at her wet body. It seemed that she had really fallen into the water.
After Xi Yan met Ni Hua in the secret realm, Xi Yan was almost inseparable from Ni Hua. After Ni Hua disappeared, Xi Yan was the first to find her.
When he found Ni Hua, Ni Hua's body was floating in the water, as if he had died long ago.
After Xi Yan picked up Nihua, he touched Nihua’s warm breath with his hand. At that moment, he suddenly forgot his movements and what he was doing. He even blamed him for a moment. I came too late.
He sat there blankly, feeling... very sudden.
Xi Yan spent a quarter of an hour thinking, but in fact his mind was empty and he thought of nothing. Then, he remembered what Nihua asked him not long ago, and he decided to help her collect the body.
Xi Yan dug a hole in the courtyard. When hesitating about how to bury her, it suddenly occurred to him that he should take his senior sister back to the sect for burial. So he hesitated for a moment, and when he filled in the hole again, he noticed that his senior sister was shaking.
Xi Yan blinked slowly and touched Nihua's nose again. There was no breath, no soul breath, and his body was cold.
Senior sister, is this a fake corpse?
Because Nihua's soul drifted to another world, the body left in the body was left unattended. After falling into the water, it was the effect of the weak connection with the other world. Nihua did not have any spiritual power to protect his body. The body has been shivering under the influence of the cold water, but due to being soaked in the water for too long, it has become stiff again.
Xi Yan accepted Nihua's state of the living dead without much effort. He studied it for a while and thought that the senior sister was cold, so he used warm fire to roast her.
After all, it is a half-baked spell. Xi Yan even grilled Nihua's hair at first, but practice makes perfect. After using it a few times, he was able to grill Nihua at the same temperature as a barbecue.
Ni Hua squinted and felt his frighteningly hot body temperature. Fortunately, he was in the world of immortality!
Ni Hua looked helplessly at Xi Yan, who was controlling the flames seriously. He didn't even know when she woke up.
It was a good thing to keep her body at a certain temperature, but she felt that the temperature was too high, like the smell of barbecue when Ji Nihua was a child, and she touched several clumps of her hair that were burnt.
Ni Hua said with some helplessness and gritted teeth, "Junior brother! You did a good job, don't do it next time."
Xi Yan heard the voice, He pursed his lips and looked down at Ni, who had been lying dead for a long time. Hua, his voice was ordinary, "Senior sister, you're awake."
Xi Yan's tone was flat and could not tell how happy he was, but when he put the fire back, his fingertips trembled indescribably. It wasn't peaceful, after all he thought she was really dead.
Xi Yan looked at Ni Hua very seriously. Suddenly, his cheeks turned slightly red and he quietly turned his head away.
When Nihua was asleep, he looked at her as if she were a corpse and didn't think anything of it. When she woke up, her curves were exposed in her wet clothes that couldn't be dried.
"Where are the others." Nihua rubbed his temples and picked up his wet cassock, "How many days have I been in coma."
"Seven days. "Xi Yan took out a set of clothes from the storage ring, put them on Ni Hua, and spoke quickly.
It was precisely because of Qi Tian that Xi Yan almost thought he had become a ghost and returned to spirit. After all, there were seven theories in the world of immortality.
After Nihua failed to use the spell again, staring at the fire on his fingertips, the demon also had benefits. After the spiritual power was invalid, the demon still had his natal fire. Nihua tightened her clothes and fell into deep thought. She spent almost a year in the Secret Realm where she stayed to complete Hongying's copy. Not including the infinite scripts to return to, she only stayed in the other world for less than an hour, which meant that the flow of time on both sides was very different. Same.
Nihua lowered his head and looked at the blistered, rotten and bulging skin on his body. It must be that his soul drifted to another world and left his unattended body here for seven days. It is estimated that he will never come back, and his body They all have corpse spots.
Ni Hua looked at Xi Yan and tightly held a piece of his clothes, and asked him about the specific situation.
Xi Yan only said that after entering the courtyard, the fog rose and the surroundings were quiet. In the blink of an eye, the other people were gone. Because Xi Yan had an inner demon oath with her, he concluded that she was still here, but he didn't explain the second part of the sentence.
When Ni Hua got up, he found that something had fallen off his body, and there was an extra lamp in his arms.
Nihua bent down and picked up the lamp. There was a faint light inside, and it looked like there were many fireflies hidden inside. The shape of the lantern is a bit like a lotus and crane square lantern. On the blooming petals, a crane stands lifelike, as if it is spreading its wings and flying high, and the swaying lights are like an eternal existence.
Nihua frowned, thinking a lot in her mind. She looked carefully and saw that the four sides of the lamp were written on each side, "Evils and monsters."
This may be the inheritance left to her by Hongying, which is also the success award for her clearance. gift.
For some reason, she knew that the name of the lamp was Liuli Zhan. Nihua carefully put away the Liuli lamp. The two of them followed the possible weak induction to find the person. But after a while, the sky suddenly It got dark.
The courtyard is gone, the bright sunshine is gone, and there is only the haze of fog. As I walk forward, it seems that a strange mountain appears in front of me.
The gray clouds in the sky covered the mountains, and the entire sky seemed to be suppressed. Twisted and motionless monsters grew around the desolation, looking like a horror movie. Nihua and Xi Yan walked by Out of the woods, there is a road paved with fireflies ahead,
Walking along the road, you can see the distant mountains in the distance. After taking a few steps, you seem to have reached the foot of the mountains.
There is a temple at the foot of the mountain, and a road slowly extends. You can only go forward. Nihua looked a little lost, and her neck felt a little cold.
Looking from a distance, the mountain temple was already somewhat dilapidated. Holding the communication jade, Nihua marked the place where he had stayed before leaving. When he was about to explore the tomb of the god, Nihua told Si Changyun's soul breath means that Nihua can sense that the male protagonist is nearby, so this temple is a copy of the male protagonist.
Walking into the dilapidated mountain temple, the dilapidated head of the god fell off, and the paint on the statue was mottled. There was a dark wind outside, and she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt like there was a gaze watching her from behind. When she looked back, there was nothing.
It’s just that this god is a bit strange if you look closely. For example, there is a Xumizuo under the statue.
It turned dark all of a sudden, and the sound of midnight singing came from a distance. I heard a knock on the door outside. I turned around and saw two fresh corpses falling from the sky outside the temple. The corpses fell without making a sound, and their clothes were stained with blood. , vaguely saw that the sword next to the deceased was not an ordinary sword, and he didn't know which sect it belonged to.
Xi Yan took a step forward, and Nihua held his wrist. Nihua shook her head. She did not step out of the mountain temple, but half-leaned her body and kicked the two corpses at their feet. There were a lot of things scattered around, and coincidentally, their hands were very close to mine, as if they could pull out the storage rings in their hands just by reaching out. When someone dies, the light goes out, and she will most likely be the last person to collect their corpses. She has inherited this property, so there is nothing wrong with it. There is a fee for collecting the corpses.
Nihua knew after receiving the mark on the storage ring that they were from the first sect. She did not move and put the things back where they were. Xi Yan’s expression There are subtle changes.
People shiver in the cold air. When the cold wind blows, the severed statue of the god is crumbling. There is the sound of fighting outside. What’s worse is that at this time, any spiritual power of Nihua makes it impossible for him to tremble. Not coming out.
Nihua turned to look at Xi Yan. She was just about to pull him behind the statue. When she raised her eyes and looked at Xi Yan in front of her, for a moment, she seemed to see a scene from her previous life. Blood dripped down, but there was still no sound. Nihua Staring blankly into space.
Xi Yan's eyes narrowed down in confusion. Against the light, Ni Hua couldn't see his expression clearly. She could only feel that something strange and dangerous had happened to him, as if he was about to be killed in the next second. she.
A feeling of suffocation came over him. In the gloomy light, thick black blood flowed out of his body. She was obviously the one holding the sword, but all the bones in her body seemed to be broken. , her whole body fell down as if it had been corroded and festering.
The excessive pain caused her to withdraw her soul and come back to her senses. At the moment when the scene ended, Nihua saw the gods above, and the gods looked down at her. There was no trace of mercy in his eyes.
At that moment, Nihua had a premonition that the gods were looking for a sacrifice.
Ni Hua woke up and thought seriously, so if this so-called mountain god brought them here, he must be using them to worship the gods.
Ni Hua opened her eyes and looked at this mountain god again. She looked at the arms, feet and chest of the statue. They looked completely dissimilar, as if they had been spliced together, full of a sense of dissonance.
"Senior sister, what's wrong with you?" Xi Yan woke up faster than Ni Hua. Seeing Ni Hua staring at the statue like a demon, he looked at her worriedly.
“What did you see?” Ni Hua asked lightly.
Xi Yan lowered his head, "I saw some not-so-good things in the past..."
Nihua looked at him and suddenly noticed that his clothes were dyed red. She was a little surprised. "What's going on? When did you get injured?"
There is something evil about this secret realm. Xi Yan thought it was an illusion, as if he fell into some kind of void for an instant, returning to the days when he was struggling in Hongling Town. , he resisted and was seriously injured. After he woke up, he did not expect that this injury would be brought to real life.
When Xi Yan pulled away from the past, he also saw the god. The god spoke, and the god said to grant him a wish.
Ni Hua sneered after hearing this, no wonder Hongying Secret Realm is a big boss level. The male lead group was so dead, injured, crippled, crippled as soon as they entered. Even the male protagonist's own state of mind was affected. damage.
This does not look like the secret realm of the righteous people at all, but rather like the headquarters of some kind of demonic organization.
"Senior sister, if there are two of us, one of us will die." Before Xi Yan could finish speaking, Ni Hua felt a cold touch on her feet, and a creepy cold air came out of her bones. She felt horrified At the unknown danger,
Behind Nihua is a woman with a distorted face, and the female ghost sighs leisurely in Nihua's ear. "I finally found you."
The female ghost slowly touched Nihua to her wrist, and scratched her face with her long nails.
Ni Hua suddenly found that she could not move, as if her whole body was frozen. She did not dare to look back, but saw the female ghost handing her a bloody heart. "My heart is given to you."
The female ghost looked unusually familiar. Her posture was weird. She covered her entire face with her hair and then turned her entire head around.
Ni Hua saw the female ghost eager to feed the heart into her mouth, and Zu An's words came out, "I thank you..."
As the saying goes, every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. I didn't expect that this unknown ghost could still catch up after so long. Even if Nihua didn't believe in materialism now, sweat would inevitably flow from her head.
Ni Hua rolled her eyes, and Xi Yan fell to the ground without knowing when, being stepped on by the female ghost.
Ni Hua didn't speak, and the air was filled with black air. She opened her mouth and asked, "Senior, are there any grievances?" If there are grievances, she should not be blamed on a small character like her.
The female ghost didn’t seem to understand what Ni Hua was saying. She looked at her strangely for a while, then laughed heartbreakingly, “Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie~”
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The female ghost continued to laugh, and the sound of ping-pong-pong-pong came from outside, followed by bursts of heart-rending shouts and cries for help.
Outside the mountain temple is like a wild hell. Countless people and ghosts are burning and torn in the fire, while people far away from the sea of fire are killing each other.
"This is a sacrifice to the mountain god." Outside, a young man with white hair knelt at the door and respectfully sacrificed another person. In the survival game, it seems that only one person can survive. If you treat others as sacrifices, you can survive.
The white-haired young man did not finish his words. The moment he turned around, he was shot through the heart by an arrow, and his blood spattered at the door of the temple.
Ni Hua saw his soul floating in the sky above the temple, looking at him coldly, his stiff body "painting spirit" stayed next to the female ghost, looking at these people whose faces could not be seen clearly People continued to fight, but it could be distinguished from their simple clothes that they seemed to be living in the past, and these things had happened in the past.
Ni Hua heard that there were returning souls in the ancient battlefield, but he didn't expect that there were also souls here.
Fortunately, it is in the past, otherwise anyone who fell into the secret realm with any killing method would be dead.
Ni Hua felt the pain of being pulled on her body, and looked back at the female ghost manipulating her body, walking forward to the statue of the god, and knelt down, as if she was possessed by a book.
Nihua's whole body was cold, and she found that her soul was separated by a barrier. She could not get back to her painting spirit!
Ni Hua watched her body motionless as she knelt until dawn. At dawn, the ghost was gone, the people fighting outside were gone, and the whole world became quiet.
Ni Hua returned to her body and looked at the blood marks left by the female ghost when she left. She had a headache as to what the evil ghost that had been following her was. She tremblingly took out the sealing talisman from her hand and put it in the corner. A glass lamp inside.
Nihua was so blessed that she took out the lamp and suddenly found that the scene in front of her had changed.
The huge statue of the god shone with an unknown red light, and the aloof gods looked down. In front of the statue, there was a person imprisoned, and the dense red threads hung that person's body in dismemberment.
(End of this chapter)