Chapter Seventy-Six: The White Horse in the Pool of Blood

The huge spherical space in the rocky mountain, the dim deep pit, the rich smell of blood, and the much colder temperature than the outside all made this cave seem weird. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Compared with Xiong Xiaobu's cave and this demon cave, it can only be regarded as a children's room full of stuffed animals.

Tang Sanzang's brows furrowed slightly, leaning against the wall, and walking along the two-foot-wide diagonal path towards the deep pit, he was still followed by the tiger-headed demon, who was supposed to take him to the so-called secret prison.

The strong smell of blood made Tang Sanzang feel a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but think of the blood-washed town and the people in the town who lost their hearts.

If those thousands of hearts were transported to this cave, the smell of blood would be like this.

"Quick...... Hurry up. The tiger head demon behind him stretched out his hand and pushed Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang, who was thinking about things, staggered, his complexion suddenly changed, and with a brush, his entire palm was inserted into the stone wall, firmly grasping the stone wall, looking down at the pitch-black pit, and let out a long breath.

Can you joke casually at such a high place in MDZZ! What to do if you fall! Tang Sanzang stretched out his hand to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead, moved his legs, which were a little weak, and glared back at the tiger-headed demon: "Move me again, and I'll throw you down." ”

The tiger-headed demon watched Tang Sanzang slowly take his hand out of the stone wall, the leather band on his hand broke again, and nodded like a child who had made a mistake.

Taking a long breath, Tang Sanzang looked ahead, and continued to walk down, a little fear of heights is not a big problem, who can become a big thing in ancient times, which one has no small problems, okay, anyway, he doesn't like high places at all at present.

There was an oil lamp lit on the Yuanshan trail across the road, just enough to illuminate the road, the style of the oil lamp was quite exquisite, but Tang Sanzang always felt that it looked a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Walking slowly down like this, the smell of blood in the air became more and more intense, and the tiger head demon did not dare to continue to move Tang Sanzang, until he was almost close to the bottom of the cave, a stone platform with a radius of five or six zhang appeared at the end of the path.

There are four brackets at the four corners of the stone platform, and the brazier on the bracket is lit with blue flames, and the cold blue light of the leap illuminates the stone platform, and the stone platform is carved with some strange traces, which are grooves that look like a formation.

"This ...... This way. The tiger-headed monster stretched out his hand and pointed to the side, motioning for Tang Sanzang to go inside from the path next to the stone platform.

"Inexplicable familiarity...... What the hell is this? Tang Sanzang looked at the irregular traces on the stone platform and muttered to himself, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Passing through the path next to the stone platform, there was another stone gate, and in front of the door stood two strong men with spears in their hands, with a cross-faced face and crossed spears, blocking Tang Sanzang and the tiger head demon.

The tiger-headed demon hurriedly stepped forward to explain, the two monsters should have also listened to Yin Wei's orders, looked at Tang Sanzang, and then opened the stone door and let Tang Sanzang and the tiger-headed demon in.

Behind the stone gate, there was no cave, Tang Sanzang walked in, but he couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose, the rich smell of blood almost turned into substance, although it had not yet turned into a rotten breath, it was enough to make any normal person nauseous.

Of course, except for the monsters, Tang Sanzang glanced at the tiger head demon beside him who was breathing in the rich smell of blood in the air with a look of enjoyment, and hesitated to kill this guy who was not on the line with one punch right now.

"Quick...... Come on. The tiger head demon didn't forget his task, and led Tang Sanzang to continue walking inside. After entering this cave, the expression on the tiger-headed demon's face became much more respectful, as if there was some great character in this cave, and even the voice of talking to Tang Sanzang was lowered a lot.

Tang Sanzang looked at the cave in this cave, this is a confined space with a radius of dozens of zhang, and many oil lamps were lit on the stone walls of the cave, lighting up the entire cave.

And in the center of this cave, there is a blood pool with a square circle of one zhang and one zhang, and the rich smell of blood is emanating from that blood pool.

The walls of the blood pool were white jade, about three feet above the ground, and it was unknown how deep the part was buried in the ground.

It is unknown how many people need to be killed to fill such a huge pool of blood, but fortunately, there is no scene of thousands of hearts soaking in the pool of blood, otherwise Tang Sanzang would not dare to guarantee that he would not vomit.

The blood pool was filled with bright red blood, which was even more bewitching against the white jade stones around it, and on a white jade platform in the center of the blood pool, there was a white horse lying on its stomach.

The white horse was covered in soft white hair, not a trace of miscellaneous hair could be seen, the lines were full and strong, even Tang Sanzang, a layman of Soma, could see that this was definitely a good horse.

The most peculiar thing is that there is a silver horn on the head of this white horse, which is lying in the pool of blood at this time, as if asleep, not dirty at all, but has a feeling of mud and not stained.

"Hey, this can't be the horse king that Wukong is looking for, right? Why is it in this pool of blood? Tang Sanzang's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered the group of wild horses he had encountered in the valley before, this white horse that looked like a unicorn might really be their horse king.

At this time, the tiger demon opened a stone door on the stone wall next to him and pointed inside, "Let's go in." ”

Tang Sanzang looked back at the white horse again, turned around and entered the stone room.

The tiger demon hurriedly closed the stone door, glanced at Tang Sanzang from the small hole opened in the stone door, and then breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had done something big, he pulled out a black chain out of nowhere, spared several laps on the handle of the stone gate, and then left lightly.

Tang Sanzang got used to the strong smell of blood in the air, and looked at this so-called secret prison, except for a little hay in the corner, there was nothing. The experience of going to prison for the first time was not good at all, and it was completely different from what I imagined.

The truth of the matter seems to be in front of us, the Yellow Wind Monster sent the Tiger Vanguard to kill people to collect blood, and then captured the White Horse King, as if he was preparing some kind of ritual.

This kind of ritual that has been contaminated with so many lives and blood is definitely not a serious ceremony, just after coming down all the way, Tang Sanzang has already memorized the route he left, killed the monsters in this cave, destroyed this cave, and rescued King Ma...... Thinking about it this way, it's really quite simple, he can solve it alone.

Lying on the stone door, he looked outside from the small hole above, and just when Tang Sanzang was thinking about whether to kick the stone door or break it with one punch, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

Tang Sanzang moved a little to the side, looking at the figure walking towards the blood pool, he couldn't help but show a look of surprise.