Chapter 660: The Art of Drunken Life and Dream Death
"Big brother...... Eldest brother...... Wake up...... Wake up......"
Qinglong was like a soulless person, standing in place, his eyes were blank, the whole person looked like dementia, his eyes were blank and looking ahead, and he didn't react to the shouts of the white tiger at all.
The white tiger watched the green dragon suddenly turn into this, and looked at Qin Shi Huang, who was shrouded in the Five Emperors' money, and said angrily: "Abominable Qin corpse! What kind of evil method did you use, and what happened to my eldest brother! ”
Qin Shi Huang raised his head and laughed, "Hahaha...... It's really funny, you trapped me in the Five Emperors' Money, why do you blame me, by the way, what happened to your eldest brother Qinglong? If you don't let me out, I'll see it for you! ”
"Hmph, Qin corpse, you are scheming, do you think that if you don't admit it, I don't know that you did it?"
"Brother White Tiger, I am really wronged, your eldest brother has superb mana, but I am not good."
The white tiger didn't want to say more to Qin Shi Huang, and knew that this matter must have come from Qin Shi Huang's hand, and when he looked at Qinglong's unresponsive appearance, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he was simply out of order.
"Big brother must have fallen into the Dao of the Qin corpse, and now Xiao Zhi and Meng Meng are in the same formation with Fuxi and Nuwa, I am alone here, how can I save my eldest brother?"
Just when the white tiger was helpless, two points of light flashed out of the air, and then with two bangs, two people fell to the ground, and the white tiger looked at it, and the people who came turned out to be Hao Shuai and Xiaomei.
Xiaomei and Hao Shuai got up from the ground, pointed to the sky, looked at Qinglong, who was completely unresponsive, and said, "White Tiger, what's going on?" ”
"Hao Shuai, you're here, great."
"What the hell is going on?"
Now that Hao Shuai is here, the story of the White Tiger has been roughly explained, Hao Shuai looked at me and Cui Zhi in mid-air, and said in surprise: "I really didn't expect that you even invited Fuxi and Nuwa out." ”
"Okay, don't talk about this, come and see my eldest brother, Hao Shuai I know, although you are young, you have been the head of Maoshan for several years, and even the nine stubborn old men in Maoshan have succumbed to your hands, you are really a master of the younger generation."
"Okay, White Tiger, don't lift me up too much, besides, I'm about to blush."
Hao Shuai waved his hand lightly, embarrassed.
After speaking, Hao Shuai put away the smile on his face and stretched out his hand to dangle it in front of Qinglong's eyes, but Qinglong didn't even blink his eyes.
Next, Hao Shuai opened Qinglong's eyelids and took a look, hugged his hands, and thought for a long time: "White Tiger, maybe I know what's going on." ”
"What the hell happened to my eldest brother?"
"Your eldest brother Qinglong has been hit by a very old spell, called the "Drunken Dream and Death Technique". ”
"What is the art of drunken life and dream death?"
The white tiger asked after him.
Hao Shuai coughed twice, put his hands behind his back, and said: "Actually, I haven't seen this kind of spell, I just saw it in ancient books, this kind of spell will make people fall into their own dreams, and they will meet the person you miss the most in the dream, and there will be danger, but in general, this kind of dream is always a beautiful dream, which makes people drunk and dreaming of death, and does not want to wake up from the dream, but in this way, the body of the green dragon will become a soulless shell, and over time, the body of the green dragon will be corrupted, and the green dragon will sink forever in the dream, The most tragic thing about the art of drunken life and dream death is that his world does not belong to the yang world or the netherworld, but exists in his mind, so this spell can be said to be the most beautiful and evil spell. ”
When the white tiger heard this, his face turned white with fright, and he said: "What a beauty, it's simply too evil, my eldest brother fell into the drunken dream and death technique of the Qin corpse, if he doesn't come out for a long time, my eldest brother's body will be destroyed, not the same as death, how can this be called a beautiful spell!" ”
Hao Shuai shook his head and said: "It is said in ancient books that this kind of spell is good when used for benefits, for example, some people are separated from their lovers, they have no love in life, and they are bent on death, but death is not a way to get rid of it, only by using the technique of drunken life and dreaming of death, enter your own dream, and you will see the person you want to see, and the dream in it, although there will be danger, but for the most part, the ending is happy." ”
When Hao Shuai said this, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he said: "However, like the Qin corpse, if it is used on the Qinglong, this is evil." ”
"Hao Shuai, you're right, but you read the ancient book, is there any writing in this ancient book, how to crack this spell."
Hao Shuai looked at Baihu with an anxious look, touched his head, embarrassed, and said, "No." ”
"Damn, you've said so much nonsense, tell me no, I'll kill you!"
The white tiger kicked Hao Shuai angrily, and looked like he was about to fight, but at this moment, Xiaomei stood in front of Hao Shuai, crossed her waist, pointed at the white tiger's nose and scolded: "Who are you, dare to beat my husband, I don't want to live!" ”
"Yo hey, this girl has a really hot temper, Hao Shuai, you stinky boy, don't introduce me, who is this girl?"
Hao Shuai smiled, scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "It's my new girlfriend." ”
"Oh."
The white tiger glanced at Xiaomei, then squatted on the ground, biting a straw in his mouth, and sighed alone, and at this time, Hao Shuai suddenly said: "Oh, I remember, the ancient book says that this kind of spell does not have any Taoist method to solve, and the only primitive way is to rely on people outside to wake up the people in the spell, but this success rate is only one percent, and the most important thing is to rely on himself." ”
After hearing this, the white tiger finally understood, and then walked in front of Qinglong, glanced at the chaotic sky, and said with a complicated expression: "Big brother, do you remember, how did we meet back then...... Back then, the two of us were just two small demon beasts in the other world, and we were inconspicuous in the other world, and we were bullied every day...... One day, my eldest brother suddenly said to me that there is a place called Longhu Mountain in the yang world, and there is a Taoist named Zhang Daoling, who is superb in Taoism and different from the world...... Big brother, you said back then, we sneaked out of the other world and worshipped Zhang Daoling as a teacher......"
With tears in his eyes, the white tiger first met him and Qinglong, and went to Longhu Mountain to learn art, but he was driven out by Zhang Daoling, and the two knelt in front of Longhu Mountain for seven days and seven nights, not a drop of water, which moved Zhang Daoling, and then broke and accepted the two demon beasts as disciples.
Dream ---
Qinglong took Jiaojiao all the way to the bloodstain scene, and his mood became anxious.
Blood sacrifices, also known as red sacrifices or blood sacrifices, generally refer to the slaughter of animals such as cows, sheep, and horses as sacrifices to the gods, or the use of these animals to sacrifice and then slaughter.
There is also a type of blood sacrifice called the "Great Red Sacrifice", which refers to the killing of the living as a sacrifice to worship the gods.