Chapter 33: Blood Lotus Blooms
"How so?" Mei Xin'er subconsciously reached out and touched it, and sure enough, the soul purse she hung on her waist opened her mouth at some point, and Mr. Xia's soul was nowhere to be found. Ξ©β‘Literature Fans Ξ©.%
Gao Yongtai said with a smile: "This kid is good, as for that girl, she still needs to be experienced, Brother Xia found two new secretaries, it won't be a special trip to make me happy, right?" β
Mr. Xia, who was leisurely floating in the air, sneered: "The old man is not in that mood. β
Gao Yongtai disagreed: "Gao has been sitting in this cave for nearly a hundred years and has figured out a lot of things, but what he didn't understand is, why did you spare no effort to help me back then?" Can you help me? β
Mr. Xia laughed sharply: "I just want you to become a demon and a demon, let you fight to the death with the pseudo-court, the more people you die, the happier I am!" β
"Pseudo-court?" Gao Yongtai frowned and said, "You are the White Lotus Demon?" β
"Hahahaha......" Mr. Xia laughed wildly: "Demon? You're a half-human, half-demon monster, and you actually say I'm a demon? It's funny, it's funny! β
Gao Yongtai said in a deep voice: "My Gao family's father and son turned against each other, and the brothers killed each other, all of which you planned?" β
"Not bad!" Mr. Xia said proudly, "From the day you tortured and killed my brother in the sect, you should have thought that one day you would be subjected to the crazy revenge of the Holy Sect. You like to torture people, and we'll find a way to torture you. We will not torture you, but we will put you to endless mental torture. β
The more Mr. Xia laughed, the more crazy he became: "I have lived in the humiliation of my wife and others for more than ten years, my son is someone else's wild seed, and my father's ****, is it better to live than to die?" Although you killed your wife and children, and killed your father and relatives, you had to live in more painful memories. Doesn't that taste good? β
"Bastard!" Gao Yongtai rushed to the crown angrily, and his head was full of silver like a flying demon snake, beating fiercely in the air, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.
"Why are you angry? Hahaha......" Mr. Xia laughed and said, "If you knew that all the people of the Gao clan that you were bent on defending were all broken into pieces and tortured to death by your loyal servant Gao Fu, wouldn't you be even more angry?" Don't get so angry, it's not going to be fun. β
Gao Yongtai grabbed the armrest of the seat and smashed it: "This is also what you designed?" "The Book of Blood Burial" is also from your handwriting? β
"It's not!" Mr. Xia shook a finger and said, "The Blood Burial Sutra is also a secret in the Holy Sect, even if the elders in the sect do not have certain merits, they can't refer to it, how can they give you this pseudo-court eagle dog to enjoy?" β
"It wasn't you! Who could that be? After Gao Yongtai whispered to himself, his voice suddenly rose: "You have been by my side for so long, and you have never coveted the "Blood Burial Sutra"? β
"Nope. Absolutely nothing! The Holy Sect has an immortal holy book like the Lotus Sutra, so how can it care about those things that are sideways. Taking a step back, if we get the Blood Burial Sutra back, it will inevitably cause discord among the elders in the sect, and this result is not what we want. Mr. Xia joked: "However, this does not prevent us from helping you cultivate the Blood Burial Sutra, create a torture table, and bury Jiaohe secretly, the higher your achievements, the more severe the trauma to the pseudo-court, and the more chance the Holy Sect will have to reap the benefits of the fisherman." β
After Gao Yongtai fell silent again, he said slowly: "I want to ask you a question at the end. β
"But it doesn't hurt to say it." Mr. Xia knew that Gao Yongtai had already made a murderous move, but he didn't care: "No matter what you ask today, I will tell you the truth."
Gao Yongtai said in a condensed voice: "Is there a dragon in the town?" β
"Nope!" Mr. Xia said happily: "Do you think that a spiritual creature like Jiaolong, which moves and makes wind and rain, will appear casually?" Even if it appeared in Zhenshui, how could it be easily captured with a little trap path? β
Mr. Xia took the trouble to explain: "Actually, there are quite a few loopholes in the plan we lured you into. Two of the most obvious are these. First, the Zhenshui River has existed for an unknown number of years, if there is really a feng shui dragon's lair, how can no one appear? Second, what do you think a dragon is? Is it a little snake in the grass? Will it allow you to build a castle above your head casually? β
Gao Yongtai's eyes were full of bloodstains, and his face sank like water: "What happened when the dragon returned to the nest that night?" β
"It's simple!" Mr. Xia was still stimulating Gao Yongtai's nerves: "With a little knowledge of geography and water patterns, a little weather prediction, and a little Holy Sect illusion, Jiaolong will naturally be able to return to the nest." β
"You can die!" The joints around Gao Yongtai's body exploded in strings, and the murderous aura that burst out of his body was enough to make people tremble.
"Don't rush to kill me just yet." Mr. Xia said unhurriedly: "Today, I just sent it to the door for you to kill, you don't have to be in a hurry." If you kill me now, you'll never get out. β
"What did you say?" Gao Yongtai's voice was full of surprise and anger, but more of it was a panic of gaining and losing.
Mr. Xia's words were a little sarcastic: "You've been sitting here for so long, haven't you thought about why you can't get out?" β
Gao Yongtai sat back slowly, pretending to be calm: "I want to hear it in detail." β
"Because it's not time for you to go out." Mr. Xia said sarcastically: "I have already said that you and the Pseudo-Court are both enemies of the Holy Sect, and the more people you die, the happier we will be." If you don't succeed in your magic work, how can we be willing to let you out. β
Gao Yongtai suddenly came to his senses and said, "You sat on the prison city? β
"You're not too stupid!" Mr. Xia took out a posture of teaching the juniors and said: "You are a master of organs, but you are still a layman in Taoism, and you don't even see my blatant trick in front of you?" Oh, no wonder, you're stupid! The prison city that you worked so hard to build ended up becoming your own prison cell, so you must not feel good in your heart, right? β
Xie Bangui, who had been quietly listening to the conversation between the two, suddenly spoke: "You deliberately brought us here?" What is your purpose? β
Mr. Xia pointed at Xie Bangui and laughed, "Look, this little ghost is smarter than you." β
Mr. Xia said: "That's right, starting from Gaojiaji, every step of you is in my calculations." The old man knew that the people from the secret office would find out about Gao's family sooner or later, so he kept waiting there. All I have to do is give you an idea to bring more people to the camp. I didn't expect you to give me such a big surprise and attract 3,000 horsemen. Not bad, not bad. With these 3,000 lives, I don't have to wait for anyone else to come. β
Mr. Xia looked at Xie Bangui playfully, but unfortunately he didn't see the expressions of remorse, panic, or despair on Xie Bangui's face.
Xie Bangui said indifferently: "You are so sure that the ghouls in the prison city can leave three thousand horse guards." β
"Absolutely." This time, the person who spoke was replaced by Gao Yongtai.
A ghost floating out of Gao Yongtai's sleeve was like a small snake coiled on Gao Yongtai's fingers. Gao Yongtai played with the ghost in his hand and said with a smile: "With this Liang Xi, everything about you is under my control, do you think I can leave those three thousand Xiao cavalry guards?" β
"Liang senior!" Mei Xin'er couldn't help but shed tears in her exclamation: "Let him go......"
Xie Bangui pressed the excited Mei Xin'er: "Know yourself and know your opponent, you do have a chance to win." β
"There's more than just a chance to win!" Mr. Xia said proudly: "The qi and blood of three thousand people are poured into the big array in the city, and the yin qi of the eight directions will gather in the city, and the power of the torture platform will be doubled, and the evil ghosts will be born, and the lives will be ruined, and the entire Lianzhou will become a ghost domain." The imperial court will definitely send a large army to levy it, and the chaos will inevitably create an opportunity for the Holy Sect to rise up. β
Xie Bangui sneered: "Are you so sure that Gao Yongtai will be used by you?" β
"Put away your little tricks!" Mr. Xia smiled contemptuously: "Without me, Gao Yongtai would always be out of prison city, and he could only obediently be a ghost who could not see the light of day." Under the temptation of 'becoming a generation of ghost kings', he knew that he had fallen into my calculations, and knew that I was his enemy. It's also going to be used by me, don't you say? β
Gao Yongtai snorted coldly and closed his eyes silently.
Mr. Xia was interested: "Brother Yongtai, now that the fight is raging outside, although you can't see it, don't you want to hear it?" β
"I'm listening!" Gao Yongtai didn't know what spell he used, the roar of the sword breaking the wind in the prison city, and the screams of the soldiers before they were dying, all came into the ground clearly.
Xie Bangui could clearly hear the thousands of people fighting for their lives above his head, the footsteps of you chasing me, the bounce of the head falling, the muffled sound of the corpse falling down, and the ticking of blood falling to the ground, pouring into his ears from all directions, although the scene was still the scene in front of him, it was like being in the middle of the battlefield from the ear. The heart unconsciously tightened again and again with the swing of the blade.
Gao Yongtai seemed to be drinking pure wine, smoked and immortal, intoxicated by the tragic killing sound.
Suddenly, the sound of flowers blooming overshadowed the earth-shattering battle.
A bowl of large lotus flowers hung upside down on the top of the cave and slowly opened, the red blood color spread from the roots of the lotus, and every time the petals were dyed red, the lotus flower opened with it, and the whole lotus flower also grew a little bit.
Mr. Xia smiled and said, "A thousand armies have fallen, and the blood lotus is in full bloom. When the blood lotus is fully opened, that is, when the senior brother is baptized by the blood soul, the senior brother will wait to be the ghost king with peace of mind! β
Gao Yongtai stood up openly, looked up at the blood lotus trembling and stretched out his hands, as if to grasp it in his hands.
"Don't get excited!" The contempt in Mr. Xia's eyes is undoubtedly revealed: "Restraining impulses and restraining ** are the basic qualities of superiors......"
Before Mr. Xia finished speaking, an earth-shattering loud noise suddenly came from above the cave, and the snow lotus on the rock wall trembled twice, and countless cracks burst out.
Mr. Xia was shocked: "Blood lotus? What's going on? β
Xie Bangui said calmly: "That's the secret master greeting you!" β
Mr. Xia exclaimed, "Do you still have a follow-up move?" β
"Of course!" Xie Bangui quietly moved half a step: "The real general offensive has just begun, I don't know if the two of you are still interested in listening to the fight outside, I think it must be extremely exciting." β
Gao Yongtai's figure rose up, and he was about to pounce, but Mr. Xia stretched out his hand and said, "Wait, I have something to ask." β
Mr. Xia stared at Xie Bangui and asked in a deep voice, "When did you arrange the centaurs?" β
"It's not me, it's Lao Liu, and I don't want to move other secretaries. Do you want to ask, when did I see your flaws? Xie Bangui smiled: "Since you appeared, I began to doubt you, you know everything about Gao Yongtai, how could he let you go so easily?" There is only one answer, and that is that he destroyed your body, but your soul escaped. Thinking about it again, you have to be prepared in advance to escape. β