Chapter 51 The jealous Nuwa
When the escort escorted the statue of Nuwa to the foot of the mountain, it was already late at night.
They did not dare to stop and stepped onto the mountain road without stopping. They could see more than forty escorts with nervous faces and fear in their eyes.
There was also an old stonemason accompanying him, who was responsible for the final finishing touches.
Statues of gods are very fragile and will most likely disappear once completely completed, so the last step of carving is usually done at the destination.
"Huh."
Wang Baotou spit out a puff of white frost and couldn't help but said: "None of the mountains have been so cold before. Could this be a mass grave?"
"Indeed, my stomach hurts from the cold."
“What a shame, it’s hard to make money and eat shit!”
The other escorts also felt the same way, with their limbs feeling numb.
"I can't say it! I can't say it!"
The old stonemason turned pale with fright and hurriedly said: "Nuwa will hear it. Filthy words can easily disturb the gods!!"
Only then did the escort leader Wang realize what he was doing, and he kept saying, "Nuwa, please calm down."
They remembered the origin of the statue of Nuwa. Although people had always been killed when carving the statue, hundreds of people had never died in half a month.
Forty-five statues of Nuwa have just been completed, and there are already a lot of strange things happening in the town.
The old stonemason said softly: "According to the rules of festivals over the years, the first statue of Nuwa is the most spiritual and the one that can't hear dirty words. Don't talk too much."
All the escorts looked at the statue of Nuwa in unison. The moonlight filtered through the white cloth. No matter from any angle, the statue of Nuwa seemed to be looking back at them.
Wang Biaotou swallowed his saliva and whipped his horse several times to speed up.
The mountains were low, and the Wuguang Temple soon loomed in the distance, but strangely, biting fog had already shrouded the surroundings.
At the same time, their rustling sounds sounded.
"Something's wrong."
Bouncer Wang is well-informed and has encountered more than one evil spirit in his many years of travelling. Otherwise, he would not have been able to take on such a dangerous job.
The escorts were a little nervous and tried to hold up torches to light the way forward.
"There should be one or two evil spirits targeting the convoy. With our Yang Qi, we can suppress them and we can successfully reach the top of the mountain by bypassing the evil spirits."
Wang Biaotou looked pained and took out a crumpled talisman.
The magic talisman was placed on his forehead. He bit his index finger and pointed it at the talisman. His pupils suddenly turned white, and the monsters hiding in the dark came into view.
"Huh?"
Bouncer Wang's head froze in place, unspeakable fear welling up in his heart.
He raised his eyes and looked around.
There were densely packed evil spirits surrounding the convoy, and in the trees in front of them alone, there were thirty or forty ghost heads hanging from the branches.
"Wang Biaotou, have you seen the evil spirit clearly..."
"Stop talking!"
There was no trace of blood on Wang Biaotou's face. He turned around and asked the old stonemason, "Old Chen, can the statue of Nuwa deter evil spirits?"
"It's possible, but if you carve your eyes in advance, it will kill the creatures."
A group of ghosts had already blocked the way back, waiting for the sun to dim before they swarmed forward.
"I don't care about that much anymore. If I continue walking, I'm afraid... I won't survive the Wuguang Temple."
"Then I will immediately open my eyes. You must remember not to look directly at Nuwa. Hey, it is really disrespectful to have a ritual that requires sacrifice."
The old stonemason didn't waste any words. He knelt down and knelt several times before lifting up the white cloth.
Empress Nuwa is lifelike, wearing a gorgeous gauze. Against the moonlight, she does not look like a human being, except for her eyes, which are slightly cloudy.
The old stonemason stared at it in confusion for a few breaths, then took out his chisel to carve the eye.
Boom.
The chisel struck the corner of the idol's eye.
Everyone was no longer afraid, staring at the statue of Nuwa infatuatedly, and even felt a little... jealous of the old stonemason responsible for carving it.
The evil spirits also became quiet, and the atmosphere was extremely strange and anxious.
Boom boom.
The right eye of the statue of Nuwa is filled with light, revealing a mother's love for her children, which even dispels most of the coldness around her.
Bouncer Wang couldn't help but walked slowly towards the statue of Nuwa. The bodyguard behind him drew his sword, his expression became ferocious, the jealousy in his heart was growing, and he wanted to monopolize the mother's love.
puff.
Bouncer Wang was stabbed several times in the head and fell to the ground muttering the word "mother" in his mouth.
The group of ghosts were even more straightforward, fighting each other crazily.
Whether human or ghost.
With just one glance, he established an abnormal mother-child relationship with the statue of Nuwa.
The bodyguards who did not look directly at the statue fled in panic. If they continued to stay where they were, they would also become members of the cannibalists.
The carriage was stained with blood, and the old stonemason was still staring blankly.
"Damn it, what kind of evil thing is this?"
Yang He pushed aside the grass and hurried over. Seeing such a scene was so horrifying that even the four horses bitten off the windpipes of their companions.
He himself was almost influenced by the statue of Nuwa and wanted to crush the old stonemason to death.
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"No, if I let the statue of Nuwa be completed halfway up the mountain, I'm afraid I will definitely die. I have to send the carriage to Wuguang Temple."
Yang He did not dare to interrupt the old stonemason. The latter's eyes were filled with blood and tears, and the sun fire was about to go out.
engraving?
Why does it feel like the statue is swallowing Yang Shou?
【Spiritual vision: 118.8 points】
The spiritual vision has skyrocketed, and Yang He's world of allusions has returned to its original state this time.
"Try it!"
Yang He called out the ghost hand, and then the pupil ghost attached to the palm of the ghost hand.
The ghost hand received the blessing of a large amount of yin energy, turned into more than two meters, and directly pushed the carriage to the top of the mountain by himself.
The two ghosts never looked directly at the statue of Nuwa, so they managed not to lose control.
"Not bad, I didn't expect Hitomi to be so comprehensive."
Yang He lacked the protection of the two ghosts and relied on the transformation of corpses to resist the influence of the Nuwa statue. He followed the carriage while constantly collecting ghost corpses.
He tied the cuffs and collar of his robe and used it as a cloth bag to pick through.
"If you die, die, and then wait until you earn enough money!"
Unknowingly, Yang He was already carrying more than ten kilograms of various kinds of vaginal objects.
When the carriage arrived at the gate of Wuguang Temple, the right eye of the statue of Nuwa had already taken shape, and the old stonemason's hands were bloody and almost crazy.
"Empress Nuwa, you are the mother of mankind and the source of everything in the world..."
The old mason murmured to himself, like a fanatic who was sacrificing his life.
Yang He looked at Wuguang Temple and saw skinned corpses standing inside. The main door of the temple had been opened, and wailing could not be heard.
The living immortal sits on the lotus throne in the center of the main hall.
Two-thirds of the skin fell off, revealing the Buddha's body with a majestic appearance.
Yang He frowned.
The living immortal no longer avoided sight, and was only half a step away from the ghost.
Yang He could even see that the living immortal was taking his time and was not in a hurry to kill everyone, wanting them to witness him becoming an immortal.
The living immortal paused, and his head with twelve faces of living beings turned.
roar! ! !
The moment the living immortal saw the statue of Nuwa, it revealed its fangs and sharp teeth, and then disappeared out of thin air. It was obvious that it was aware of the threat posed by the statue of Nuwa.
"Senior Brother Yang, come quickly!"
Taoist Master Qingfeng stood in front of the main hall door and called repeatedly.
If Yang He hid in the palace at this time, he would probably survive.
However, he is indeed a little tired of living now. A lot of life has passed away after being transformed into a corpse for a long time. The Taoist boy's hair is gray and his foundation has been damaged.
"You have to die once, otherwise how can you understand the rules of the resurrection of permanent characters."
Yang He shook his head, took back the two ghosts and retreated half a meter away to wait.
Boom, boom, boom.
The old stonemason kept hammering, and Nuwa's eyes became brighter and brighter.
(End of chapter)