Chapter 77 The Gaze from Behind the Stone Gate, Bronze Flying Snake
At this moment, the fat man gloated with a wicked smile, hugged Uncle Ming's shoulders, and said with a grin.
"Hey, Uncle Ming, this time we are like grasshoppers tied to the same rope. We can't get away, and you can't get away. We can't separate even if we want to."
"How can I sing while boiling eggs for my relatives? Oh, by the way, this is not a family, it's better than a family. Guess what, that's how it is..."
And I was prepared to do so. The shocked Uncle Ming almost couldn't stand upright when he heard this, and he beat his chest and stamped his feet with a mournful face.
"Brother Hu, I really didn't expect it to be like this. I worked like a cow and a horse, and worked hard all my life like a dog. I didn't expect that I would end up like a dog when I died, and became a sacrifice of snake bones."< br>
As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at Axiang, with rare true feelings in his eyes.
"Oh, I'll forget it. Poor Ah Xiang is so old. I can't help her biological parents. I can't close my eyes even if I die."
Seeing Uncle Ming like this It seemed that Hu Bayi couldn't bear it and said directly.
"Uncle Ming, don't give up on yourself first. Now that we have seen these human skin murals and found a way to crack them, it means that our lives should not be cut off."
"That's right, Uncle Ming, don't you often talk to old men and get mad at teenagers? Now you've given up. Look at me, Fatty. I have never been afraid of anyone while carrying a curse on my back."
Fatty Wang said , and pulled Uncle Ming along to exaggerate the horror of the red spot curse, so frightened that the other party almost fainted.
At this moment, Shirley Yang couldn't help but look at Chen Ze. She knew very well that the other person knew more about the Demon Kingdom than she did, so she couldn't help but ask.
"Chen Ze, in your opinion, how can we really break the erythema curse now?"
See this scene.
Chen Ze stared at the sacrificial scene in the mural and said in a deep voice.
“Right now, we just need to find the real ruins of Evil Luohai City and hold the opposite ceremony at the deepest altar.”
“Use Muchen Beads to close the “Transformation of the Realm”, this The curse will then end."
"I think this curse of the ghost cave is probably a virus transmitted through the eyes, a virus that only exists in the "imaginary number space". , cutting off the connection between them is the most direct and effective way."
After the words fell, Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang's eyes lit up and they nodded.
"Yes, as long as we find the altar, we will be able to eliminate the curse."
As soon as Uncle Ming heard that there was hope for salvation, he immediately became energetic and asked eagerly.
"Mr. Chen, how can we find the real altar of the Demon Kingdom? As the saying goes, every inch of time is worth an inch of gold, we can't wait any longer."
"Uncle Ming, to put it bluntly, you are If you are afraid of death, you should learn from Fatty and me and carry forward the fearless revolutionary spirit. A thorough materialist has no fear!"
However, before he could finish his words, I heard that he could talk to me. Ah Xiang, who foresaw the danger, covered her forehead in pain, pulled Chen Ze's clothes and said.
"Chen Ze, I seem to feel that there are many terrifying voices screaming in my ears around me... and they seem to be asking for help..."
"Let me... let them go, let them go... "
As soon as these words came out, there was a sound like nails scratching the wall in the already weird temple, coming from all directions.
It seems that the next moment, the human skin murals on the walls will break free from the shackles of the bronze nails and rush towards the people in the temple.
However, the walls of this bronze hall seem to have some kind of special attraction, which firmly fixes these human skins on the walls, making it impossible to break free.
Seeing this terrifying scene, Chen Ze's eyes darkened slightly and he made a decision immediately.
"Quickly vacate the hall, I'll take the lead!"
Now that the key information of the human skin mural has been deciphered, there is no need to stay here.
After the words fell, Hu Bayi, Uncle Ming and the others pushed open the stone door and ran towards the cave house outside.
And this moment.
Chen Ze raised his eyes to indicate that Zhang Qiling also jumped out of the stone gate.
Just when he was about to use the bone spirit cold fire to burn everything.
Under his golden eyes, he saw ghosts struggling in pain on the wall, imprisoned here for thousands of years, unable to reincarnate.
These human skin murals are not the projection of the ghost mother's memory, but part of them that the Samsara Sect later found from the ruins and made part of them using ordinary girls. It can be said to be extremely cruel. In a daze, he seemed to have heard countless sad wailings just like A Xiang.
Thinking of this, Chen Ze's eyes moved slightly, and the strange fire in his hand quietly went out.
In the palm of the left hand, the demon-suppressing spiritual tower of Master Padmasambhava that was obtained before slowly emerged, which has the effect of saving the dead.
This moment.
With the influx of innate power in his hands, the eight-phase demon-suppressing spiritual tower with lotus slowly emitted streams of white light, covering every human skin mural.
Click——
Click——
Click——
The sound of broken bronze nails continued to be heard, and the words and patterns on the human skin murals slowly turned into nothingness like wind and sand.
Finally, under the Buddhist light of the Demon-Suppressing Spirit Pagoda, the human skins gradually turned into rays of fluorescence and dissipated in the main hall.
After doing this, Chen Ze put away the Demon Suppressing Spirit Tower without stopping, and immediately walked out of the stone gate.
Just as Chen Ze rushed out of the stone gate, Fatty Wang immediately came up to him and said with a smile.
"Master Chen, you have finally come out. I thought you were in danger."
However, just as he was talking, Chen Ze's eyes moved and he heard a snap behind him. There was a click and a crisp sound.
It seemed like the sound of some kind of metal falling to the ground.
So, when he looked back, his eyes couldn't help but condense slightly.
In front of the stone door at the back, there was a strange bronze vessel lying quietly, somewhat like a flying snake with wings.
At this moment, under the gaze of his golden eyes.
But in the gaps between the stone doors, there seemed to be vague figures staring at him.
However, because of the Qianlong suit, he didn’t dare to approach him, so he threw a strange bronze flying snake out.
Chen Ze could not help but bow down, pick up the strange bronze vessel, and look up.
The figures behind the stone gate have disappeared, as if nothing had ever existed.
Behind the stone door of the ancient temple, there was a faint sound of wind, passing through the stone door, passing by the group of people, and blowing to the world outside the Honeycomb Cave.
The light that has been lit for thousands of years shines on Chen Ze's angular face, half illuminated and half hidden in shadow.
His face is calm, his eyebrows are stretched, and his eyes are like springs at the bottom of the valley.
Perhaps the resentful spirits imprisoned for thousands of years in the human skin murals have really gone with the wind and entered reincarnation again.
As he thought, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the bronze flying snake that seemed to be given by the ghost in human skin.
At the same moment, even Hu Bayi and others behind him felt that there seemed to be figures floating around, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
In fact, they have fought so many times that even if they don’t believe in ghosts, they still understand that nothing in this world seems to absolutely not exist.
Fat Wang felt a chill creeping into his neck, and couldn't help but shudder. He looked around and said.
"Old Hu, why do I feel like a dark wind suddenly blew? Could it be that there is another old female ghost?!"
"Shut your crow's mouth and hope for something better!"
Hu Bayi said, but his eyes were curiously looking at the bronze flying snake in Chen Ze's hand. It looked old and glowing. Cold metallic luster.
At the same time, Shirley Yang also walked over, looking at the flying snake with her clear eyes, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed, and she seemed to think of something.
(End of this chapter)