10,000 watts of evening light, heavy eaves and evening fog, cloud gate lock mountain road. Qingming Golden Palace, Danxia Qi Building, Jade Flower Stop Night Candle.

Brightly colored happy characters are still pasted on the green windows, and the smoke of firecrackers still remains in the air. The morning breeze blew through the mottled stone steps, stirring up the shattered crimson everywhere, as if still indulging in the dreamy bubble of last night. On the high platform, the wax torch turned to ashes, and the pair of candles carved with dragons and phoenixes had already burned out the last trace of temperature.

The Huangquan Hall was dark and cold, and it was as silent as ever. The breath of the person behind the silver curtain was weak, but he still had a faint smile, and ridiculed the big man kneeling on the ground until his hair stood on end and cold sweat flowed

"This time the defense went wrong again. Che Dan, what kind of death do you prefer? ”

I'll wipe it, this basin is a little crooked, boss! You relied on me when you were stabbed by your own wife, so why didn't you remember to drag me when you "stabbed" your wife every night?

Someone's heart is bitter, but someone just doesn't say it. After all, Chi Yue is not dead now, and Huang Banshan is also poked next to him like a wooden stake, this old man is no more fuel-efficient than the sect master.

"The crimes of the subordinates deserve death, please punish the suzerain." From his novels to his big words, he has slipped into a mantra.

"Then this sect will choose a way for you to die." Chi Yue coughed and said, "From now on, Zhongzun Hu Che Dan will act as the sect master, and you will be responsible for the affairs of the sect. Huang Banshan is an elder, assisting from the side. ”

Hu Che Dan's jaw fell to the ground.

"This sect makes you happy to die, how about it?"

I'll forget you if you're always playing to death. Hu Chedan kowtowed and said: "The sect master must not, his subordinates are only shallow in learning, so let He Gaozun take over." ”

"Well, I also think it's more appropriate for the river not to get drunk." The other party stroked his chin and said.

Hu Che Dan: ""

"But that kid doesn't know where to go, and no one else can ask for it, so he has to look for you."

Hu Chedan stroked the injured little heart, and said with tears in his eyes: "The subordinates receive the order, and the subordinates must do their best, live up to the high expectations of the sect master, throw their heads and spill their blood for the ghost gate, do their best, and die." Sect Master, go with peace of mind, I have something to burn paper for you, and you have something to dream for me. ”

Chi Yue felt that if she didn't die, she would have to be angry with him.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Huang Banshan didn't have a good airway, "The sect master will retreat and heal from now on, the Huangquan Hall will be taken over by the old man, and the lake can find the old man if he has something." ”

Hu Chedan finally understood the meaning of the phrase "let you die happily". This acting suzerain is an empty title, the tasks have increased, the authority has been reduced, and the salary has not risen a dime. And once something happens during this period, he will be the first to fork out and top the pot

I rubbed it, and sure enough, the ginger was old and spicy, and I insisted on letting the river not get drunk when I knew it! Hu Chedan squatted at the bottom of the pit with tears in his eyes, choking on two pieces of old ginger and curling his beard.

"Chedan, don't despair, think of the good in everything. In case the Sect really can't wake up, aren't you the new sect master of the Ghost Sect? Chi Yue added lightly.

"Oh, yes, yes! Sect Master, you Hongfu Qi Heavenly God and Buddha protection, you will definitely be able to go out of the pass to reinvigorate the majesty, and unify the rivers and lakes for thousands of generations" Hu Chedan is a wild kowtow like a chicken pecking rice. My ancestor, you can't get out of bed, do you still have to die a routine?

"Alright, let's get out." The Sect Master finally had enough of playing, and bowed to the middle venerable, who only had half a breath left, to step down.

After sending away Hu Chedan, Huang Banshan □□ the silver needle on his chest, Chi Yue's face suddenly turned gray, and the whole person looked extremely tired.

"This person is lustful and flamboyant, and he is really not a good person."

Chi Yue sighed: "The sect master of the Ghost Sect may not be a good person, but he must be a capable person. In charge of the rise and fall of a sect and the command of demonic beings, either by force or intelligence, Hu Che Dan is by no means the best choice, but he is barely qualified. ”

"Yo, do you rely on force or intelligence?"

The other party stroked a strand of black sideburns and said, "This sect relies on charm." ”

Huang Banshan's hand holding the needle shook three times. Hold back.

"I said that wolf cubs, after using turtle breath*, will enter a state of suspended animation, breathing stagnates, and blood flow slowly, which can indeed reduce the burden on the heart and lungs. But if we can't get your wolf's heart to grow after a month, you really won't be able to come back. ”

"That's fine, I can bring a message to Master for Uncle Huang." Chi Yue smiled slightly, "Sue him, you raised his beloved Zijin Bamboo to death." ”

", who's going to stop the old man? I really want to stab this white-eyed wolf to death!

"That thing" Chi Yue's voice gradually lowered, like a lonely boat slowly sinking into the water, "I'll ask Uncle Huang." ”

"What's the matter? I forgot. ”

Chi Yue closed her eyes helplessly.

"Wait, wait, don't breathe. The old man remembered, but when did I promise you? Huang Banshan jumped up, blew his beard and glared, "That girl is innocent, I can guarantee that her death is not ugly!" ”

"Second Master"

"It's not okay to call the master mother!"

"Purple Golden Bamboo"

"Good, good, good. Damn, I promise, I promise?! The old man gambled in his heart, "Do you still rely on charm, the charm of being killed by a woman?" I don't know what you young people think. ”

Chi Yue felt that her limbs were becoming numb and cold, and her consciousness was gradually swallowed up by the tide-like darkness. In the middle of the day, he finally asked the last sentence.

"If one day Master betrays you, will you kill him?"

Huang Banshan was stunned in place, silent for a long time, until he was sure that the other party had faked his death, he replied word by word: "Even if Zhu Mo stabbed me, the old man would only worry about whether he hurt his hand." ”

Who's stupider than whom? Who's stupider than whom? Who is qualified to say whom?

Love will hurt, and love will not live. Destroy the heart and bones, and rest until death.

If anyone touches the most poisonous medicine in the world, no matter how smart a person is, he will become a fool. And the difference between a fool is just a self-conscious standing on the ground, and a willing to sleep in a dream

******

The Buddha said: Those who suffer from the infernal body will never die, and longevity is the great calamity in the infernal hell.

The dungeon of the Ghost Gate Sect is divided into eight layers, and it is rumored that it was set up by the patriarch of the Kai sect at the Eight Hells; It is also rumored that he used a superb fairy sword when he split the mountain to build a prison; It is also rumored that that sword cultivator had hunted him down for three hundred years

The cell where Yan Buli was located was at the lowest level of the dungeon: the Infernal Prison.

This is the place where the Ghost Sect detains heavy prisoners, and those who have committed serious crimes are not allowed to enter. Those who can enter this kind of special cell are either traitorous disciples or traitors. And Yan Buli was very honored to take both charges by himself.

So if he doesn't go to hell, who does?

A stone room with walls on all sides. There is no sun when you look up, and you think about your father and mother when you look down.

The dungeon was deep at the bottom of the mountain, damp and dark, and the air smelled of dead silence. The bride, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, leaned quietly in the cold corner, closed her eyes, and it was pitch black. When I opened my eyes, it was pitch black.

It's wax-saving.

There is no wind, no insects, not even cockroaches to chat with. Prick up your ears, the only sound you can hear is the heartbeat in your chest, and it beats extraordinarily perfunctory, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, with one and no one.

It's boring.

As an exposed undercover agent, Yan Buli knew what would happen to an assassin who failed to assassinate himself.

It's just that the taste of waiting for death is real*, and more importantly, he has also burdened Hua Wuxin. Since the two of them were detained separately, Yan Buli didn't know where the other party was, and he didn't even know if this buddy was still alive.

Of course, the owner of the flower building was alive, and he was being tortured at this time in the torture chamber on the seventh floor of the dungeon, which was upstairs from Yan Buli.

"Name?"

"Flowey."

"Where?"

"The end of the world has fallen into people."

"Gender?"

"Look at it."

Haifei raised his head and looked at it and regretted it: "Are you human?" "Nima, this is placenta semen, right?

"Is it that ugly? I've been drawing for a long time. Hua Wuxin was suddenly shocked, and he raised his hand and ripped his face off.

The flying leg of the sea was weak and almost sat on the ground: "Fuck, do you dare to tear off your mask?!" ”

"Squeak."

"It's late!"

Mo Zun is the weakest and most timid person among the four * Zun, especially in a place like the dungeon, where there are countless ghosts, he was already beating a drum in his heart, and after the fear of Hua Wuxin, he almost had a heart attack.

Jiang Mochou has always thought that this person is brave and unscrupulous, embarrassed and useful, and once specially sent a task in order to train his courage: guarding the tomb. As a result, I didn't expect that after living in the cemetery of the Ghost Sect for a year, Haifei became even more courageous. When he met people, he said that the cemetery was haunted, especially the former sect master Zhu Moran, and the grass on the master's grave always disappeared inexplicably

Huang Banshan was silent about this.

Wiping the sweat from his bald head, Haifei continued to ask, "Who instructed you to assassinate the sect master?" ”

"I came to Chiyue Old Demon for the people of the world, and everyone will be punished."

"Presumptuous! Palm! ”

The disciples on duty in the dungeon have always been good at dealing with this kind of hob meat, throwing people to the torture rack, and slapping them in the face after a few slaps. Hua Wuxin spat at the blood foam with Venus in his eyes, and smiled coldly: "It is difficult for the charm to last long, and the mantis and cockroaches have no graves." ”

Haifei beckoned, leaned into the cell leader's ear and whispered, "What are you talking about?" ”

"Lord Hui Mozun, my subordinates don't understand."

"Tsk, it looks like it's still a hard bone with thorns, can you gnaw on it?"

The other party smiled: "Don't worry, adults, villains are dogs, and they are the best at gnawing bones."

Hua Wuxin looked at the stick that was thicker than his arm, and he was really a little worried, he swallowed his saliva and said, "What, can you not slap your face?" ”

"Don't worry, it's useless for you to beg me to slap my face for a while."

Haifei always felt that it was a bit too bloody and violent, and persuaded him: "I said that you should recruit them all, why do you have to suffer early?" ”

"Hehe, I just like to see you hate me and can't put me on the same page."

Haifei turned his face helplessly, stroked his forehead, waved his hand and said, "Settle the level." ”

Yan Buli jerked his head up from the darkness, and he finally heard the movement above his head.

There was no way, it was someone who shouted too badly, almost penetrating the eighth layer of prison and going straight to the center of the earth.

"Flowey? Flower! He stood up in the dark and slapped the bars hard, "Is there anyone, is there anyone?" Fuck the dead guy out! ”

Haifei soon died with a torch.

He has always been afraid of Jiang Mochou, although this woman was locked in, she was still the mistress of the Ghost Sect. The sect master's attitude was ambiguous, and he neither said to kill nor let go, so if there was a little room for maneuver in this matter, he would not dare to offend this lady, lest he turn over and be found in the back of the account.

"What do you command, Madame?"

"Fly on the sea, listen, if Huahua has three long and two short, I will immediately crash and die here!" Yan Buli pointed to the stone wall behind him and said, "You'd better pray that the sect master won't think of me for the rest of your life, otherwise you'll just wait to go to the vegetable garden to add fertilizer and soil."

"My aunt, don't be impulsive." Haifei hurriedly waved his hand. Mom, one or two are harder than him, and I don't know who the prisoner is, so I can't do this job!

"Tell them to stop immediately, not to lynch again, and move Flowey to the cell next door to me."

"But this, this is not in accordance with the rules."

Yan Buli didn't say a word, turned his head and ran to the wall.

"it, don't don't! I promise, I promise! Haifei knelt directly.

Even if there was a 1 in 10,000 chance, he didn't dare to let this ancestor die here, otherwise with the temper of the sect master, this place would really become an infernal purgatory.

The ancestor stopped in front of the wall, Yan Buli snorted coldly with his back to someone, but there was a smile on the corner of his lips that could not be hidden.

Although it's just a test of the wind, but in this way, does Chi Yue really plan to let him go?