Xu Xuan's heart sank: "My life is over!" Zhang Zongyi, who was lying on the side, was even more frightened, his eyes rolled over, his screams were abruptly cut off, and he fainted.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a "bang", the golden gong shook, and the zombie's whole body suddenly stiffened.

The wind was blowing, and the mountains and forests suddenly sounded the sound of the tide-like "Nan no Amitabha" and the "aggressive" wooden fish.

The zombie's eyes rolled, and he staggered to his feet, grabbing his neck, twisting his whole body, his bones crunching endlessly, and he raised his head and let out a roar of pain.

Xu Xuan was surprised and surprised, but saw four monks holding Zen sticks, golden gongs, and wooden fish, slowly walking out from the south, south, west, and northwest, all dressed in crimson purple robes, young, and they were actually the few foreign monks they met in the post house during the day!

The zombie took a few crooked steps, curled up in a ball, and the bones twisted into an incredible shape as the wooden fish and the chanting violently trembled. Then there was a crisp "pop", and the skull suddenly snapped, flew up three feet from the neck bone, and rolled to the ground.

The skull spun and fell into the pit, its white and black eyes spinning and glaring at the monk viciously.

Just when Xu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the nightmare was about to end, the skull suddenly bared its teeth and let out an extremely terrible roar, and the headless skeleton more than ten feet away actually rushed up in response to the sound, and instantly pounced on the head of the young monk in the lead.

The monk had thick eyebrows and big eyes, righteous and awe-inspiring, in the moonlight, it seemed to be a round of faint Buddha light, holding a Zen staff in his right hand, and said: "Amitabha, the sea of suffering is boundless, cross the king." Go ahead. In his left hand, he threw a golden bowl and swirled in a dazzling glow.

"Boom!" The corpse of the zombie shone brightly, and it flew up more than ten feet in the air, and then twisted like a twisted flower, and suddenly turned into a golden light, which was put into the bowl.

At the same time, the skull that had fallen into the pit suddenly jumped to its feet, whirling through it like lightning, and rushed towards the southwest.

The young monk's eyes burst into light, and he said in a deep voice: "Faxian, Faxiang, it is showing us the way, and don't accept it." ”

All the monks should be together. The two monks flew through the air and took the lead in pursuit.

The young monk hesitated slightly, saluted Xu Xuanji, and said, "Donor, subdue demons and eliminate demons, the etiquette is not careful, and you are offended." Without reply, he turned and picked him up on his back, chasing after the fleeing skull. The remaining monk also carried the unconscious Zhang Zongyi on his back and followed closely behind.

The wind was whistling, and the monks were flying fast.

Xu Xuan was surprised and surprised, full of suspicion and wanted to ask, but it seemed that he was all blocked by the wind in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

In just a few moments, the monks were already in an open mountain forest.

The clouds were gloomy, and the moonlight shone through the huge thousand-year-old tree in front of him, shining on the broken walls of the old temple. The night owl screamed, and the shadows swirled.

A white wildcat heard the noise, raised its tail at the wall, bared its teeth at them, and then leaped into the veily mist and vanished.

Xu Xuan's heart jumped: "This should be the thousand-year-old Huai and Wuchen Nunnery!" "He has been here twice before, and it is eerie, especially after experiencing the scene of the horror just now, he feels that the grass and trees are all soldiers, and there are many ghosts.

The head of the zombie flew in front of the old temple and suddenly fell into the grass out of thin air.

The monks were about to step forward, and there was a small sound of rustling in the woods.

The young monk made a gesture, signaling everyone to bend down and not move, and then carried Xu Xuan behind his back to hide in the troubled times, and said like a mosquito: "Donor, there is a demon with a deep path here, and that zombie ghost is just her slave." If she is let go tonight, the people will be plagued. No matter what happens, you must not make a noise, lest you startle the snake. ”

Xu Xuan was just about to nod in agreement, when he heard a familiar voice and smiled like a silver bell: "Sister, this is it!" If it weren't for the barren mountain and ancient temple, it would not be easy to find a thousand-year-old locust from the ancient trees everywhere. ”

The two figures flashed, and Xiaoqing and the woman in white jumped down side by side. He was shocked and anxious, and before he could be reminded, the meridians had been blocked by the young monk who had been on guard, and he couldn't move.

Xiao Qing Gege smiled: "I don't know who came up with the name of this 'Dustless Nunnery'?" Now it is just ruined and broken, and cobwebs are everywhere. If it had been named 'Youchen Nunnery' or 'Broken Wall Nunnery', it might have been safe and sound, and it would have been as good as ever. Just like the 'Broken Bridge' we visit today, the name of the bridge is 'Broken Bridge', but it is continuous. That's about the things of the world. Whatever you ask, God won't give you; You don't ask for anything, but you come all of them......"

The woman in white held the long sword back, looked around left and right, as if she was alert, and said: "Xiaoqing, it's not too early, hurry up and bury the broken sword, and go back to Shushan." ”

"Got it." Xiaoqing grimaced, as if she was to blame her for being verbose.

She walked around the old locust tree a few times, "Huh", and said, "Sister, you see that there is new soil here, it seems that it has just been du......g up," and then she whispered, and said strangely: "Half of the tombstone is buried here...... 'The tomb of the nameless nun in the book of life and death outside the six realms of reincarnation'...... Oops, Dare is an old thief, phew! Bah! Bah! Bad luck! ”

The young monk's fingers tightened, as if he was a little angry.

Xu Xuan's heart jumped suddenly, and he secretly wondered: "Didn't they come here to repay their mother's wishes?" Why dig into the ground and bury the sword? I vaguely felt that these two people were by no means as simple as they thought before, but I still sweated for them, hoping that they would leave early.

Xiao Qing took out a green and faint iron sword from his sleeve and dug it up by the half of the tombstone. She moved very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, she dug a large pit that was four feet deep.

Seeing that she still didn't bury the broken sword, the woman in white urged repeatedly.

Xiaoqing shook her head and said, "Sister, although that devil is cunning and vicious, he will do what he says. Since it was said that burying the sword here, it can allow you and me to ascend to the immortal realm, there must be a reason......" The right hand suddenly shook, and the broken sword didn't know what hard thing it had touched, and it was blazing and humming.

The faces of the two changed together, Xiaoqing was surprised and delighted, and said, "Sister, what do you see here?" "When I looked down, the dust was flying, and the pit revealed a round tomb roof inlaid with bronze.

Xu Xuan saw it from afar, and he felt strange.

The people of the Great Song Dynasty were wealthy, and many people built tombs with solid rocks to prevent tomb robbery. But a tomb like this, which is tightly fitted with large curved bronze pieces, is it unprecedented, is it actually the tomb of a wealthy family in the previous dynasty? But why is there a tombstone of an unknown nun buried under a thousand-year-old locust tree?

The woman in white muttered, "Xiaoqing, there seems to be something wrong with this matter, let's go." If there is another catastrophe, there will be no shame to go back to Shushan to see Ge Xianren. ”

Xiaoqing smiled: "Sister, how can you be so timid? I've come and gone, I've dug and dug and I'm not going anywhere. Bi Ji Zhenqi stabbed the broken sword into the gap in the bronze tombstone, and there was a "bang" sound, and she knocked a big hole into the top of the tomb.

Suddenly, the white vapor was steaming, and the yin wind was blowing. The frost and snow all over her body condensed, and her teeth were so frozen that she could barely hold the broken sword. If it weren't for the woman in white who hugged her and retreated a few feet backwards, she was afraid that she would be frozen into an iceman in an instant.

The two were shocked and suspicious, and when the yin wind dissipated, they looked in, their faces changed again, and they shouted in unison.

The bronze burial chamber was densely packed with white bones!

Most of the skeletons were quite small, presumably children under the age of ten. Some were only six or seven years old, with twisted bodies, eyes widened, and mouths wide open, one can imagine the horror and horror on his face as he died.

Some are shriveled like wax figures, with crumpled skin wrapped in skulls, and you can vaguely see the churning wounds on their necks, as if they had been bitten by fangs, sucking the flesh of their bodies dry.

As far as the eye can see, at least sixty or seventy skulls can be seen, and as for those pressed underneath, it is difficult to count.

The two girls looked at each other, Rao is Xiaoqing was full of opportunities, and she couldn't help but be a little at a loss when she saw this situation. She froze down, caught a glimpse of a black coffin exposed from the pile of white bones, and her heart moved: "Could it be that the heavenly machine that the devil said is in this coffin?" He grabbed the edge of the coffin and pulled it out.

"Bang!"

The coffin flew up in the air and hit the root of the old locust tree heavily, shaking the leaves and making Xu Xuan's heart tremble, and his breathing was like a blockage.

Almost at the same time, I heard the young monk shouting thunderously: "Don't open the coffin!" The figure flickered, the golden gong was deafening, and the other three monks jumped out after him and threw themselves at the second daughter.

However, they were still half a beat slower after all.

The moment Xiaoqing pulled out the coffin, he had already used his strength to knock the coffin lid away.

In the coffin lay an incomparably beautiful naked female corpse, as if wrapped in a silk cocoon, illuminated by the bright moonlight, exquisitely convex, looming. What's even more strange is that the female corpse was holding an equally naked teenager in her arms, with several eye-catching ring scars on the top of her bare head, which was undoubtedly a little novice.

The monks shouted in unison, "Amitabha! They all turned their heads, not daring to face it.

Xu Xuan's blood and qi were strong, although the meridians were sealed, he was lying stiffly in the troubled times, and when he caught a glimpse of the naked female corpse, he still couldn't help but "buzz" in his head, and his blood rushed to the top, and his face was red. I always felt that although the female corpse was still alive and dead, the pair of silky eyes seemed to be closed, as if she was staring at herself enchantingly, and her eyes were like a magnet attached to iron, and she could not move away.

Even Xiaoqing was photographed by the bright color of the female corpse, and couldn't help but shake her mind, thinking, "I don't know who this woman is?" There is still such a charm when you are dead, and you don't know how to turn sentient beings upside down when you are alive! Before the thought could be overcome, the naked female corpse suddenly opened her eyes!