Volume 2: The Tomb of Kunlun Chapter 51: The concubine in the tomb, the organ is exhausted
"Linzi, do you really want to crush the master?" I shouted a word hoarsely but couldn't make a sound, and the pain made me feel cold and unable to move, let alone speak.
"It's not that he's trying to hurt you, and then you're probably jumping up in pain and hitting your head on the ground." The woman in black was still wearing the black veil, as if it was growing on her head, and she was steady at all times. I took out a roll of hemp rope from my pocket, and without saying a word, I tied my feet to death......
I am now sore and soft, and I can only be manipulated by others like a piece of soft mud, but I gave up the right to howl in a moment when the pain was a little less, just because, I can't make Yang Guozhong listen to the joke of me, if I have the opportunity, I will slash him!
That is the idea, I just endured it, I was drenched all over my body, my muscles were bursting up, and the woman in black looked at me uncomfortable and said: "You must know, if you don't have a relationship with the head of the family, no one cares about your life." But since you want to live, hold on to me! ”
Then, she slapped on my belly, and then I felt like the aftershocks of an advanced earthquake in my stomach, and I almost didn't throw up, but to be honest, I couldn't vomit anything.
"It's on, if you can't stand it, just wait to die." Without saying much, the woman in black unceremoniously pressed my head to the ground with her left hand, and then her right hand seemed to point a few acupuncture points, and then, it was even more unbearable and severe......
I gritted my teeth and competed with myself, even though the beads of sweat slid down my neck, like the scene when the sky was crying and the snow was dry, I suddenly felt that the muscles of my whole body twitched, as if my soul was slowly being stripped away.
This terrible pain lasted for nearly three minutes, but in the last moment, all the pain suddenly disappeared, and the sudden degree did not even affect the muscles in my body, but in less than a minute I slowly lost my strength and collapsed uncontrollably to the ground.
"What! No way! When pigs fly! You...... You actually ......" Yang Guozhong roared in front, hoarse and dry, like the last wail of a weeping owl.
"Hmph, do you think I've been hanging out all these years!" The woman in black jumped, and I saw that she was actually covering her abdomen with her hands, and for the first time she had a woman's unique movement, not a twisting posture, but a touch of ladylike brilliance.
The corners of her mouth twitched, and the thin jade-like lips under the black veil also moved, as if she was enduring something, I seemed to know something, I sat up with great effort, and was just about to say sorry, but in the end, I was awkward for a long time, and only said a seemingly perfunctory "thank you".
She snorted coldly, her attitude was even more ruthless than before, but I could only smile bitterly, she led the Gu worm to herself, Confucius said that the son should not do to others what he does not want, it is strange that she can be happy......
I was carried by Li Lin, and the old man and Wang Xing looked at me and didn't speak, but their eyes were a little unexpected, some were relieved, some worried, and some awe. Of course, I naturally knew that this awe was reserved for the woman in black.
"Dare to ask who ghost you are and why are you detained in this tomb?" Wang Xing asked towards Yongdaokou Zhengse.
Hey, I was lying on Li Lin's back, and I remembered what Yang Guozhong said, he was the mysterious ghost opposite...... Brother......
If I wasn't really bored, I could really shout out, but now I can only pat Li Lin on the shoulder and say in a deep voice: "Linzi, the one on the other side is likely to be Yang Yuhuan and Yang Guifei." ”
"Who? Who are you talking about? Li Lin's face was full of incredulity, "Yang Yuhuan? Obviously, he was suspicious, I could only nod on his back, to be honest, this Li Lin has a lot of meat on his back, soft and comfortable, but it smells of sweat and blood.
"Then what should I do, Brother Zhong?" Li Lin was very cooperative, biting his ears and talking to me the whole time, even if Wang Xing and them were less than a meter away from us, they still couldn't hear clearly.
"What else can I do, speak directly, whether she is dead or alive, it depends on whether she is right or evil." I tried to keep my voice as low as I could to keep my voice gentle, otherwise I wouldn't be able to hear clearly......
Li Lin nodded, cleared his throat, and said in a throat at the inky black Yongdaokou: "Yang Guifei, the villain is here to find the dragon's soul gall, and I have no intention of offending, if you are disturbed, please have a lot of them!" ”
"Now that he has been recognized, the mourning family has also appeared!" Yang Guifei's gentle voice came out, a little more gentle, but a little less hateful.
This time everyone should have heard Yang Guifei's voice, and Wang Xing, who was still a little unknown just now, once again raised their swords and swords, I hurriedly waved my hand, they hesitated, and then put down the weapon in their hands.
There was not the slightest movement on the side of the road, but Yang Guozhong slowly became agitated, as if some huge threat was slowly approaching, and his legs kept rubbing against the ground, as if he wanted to rub up, but in our eyes, it was like a clown playing tricks, and he couldn't help himself......
"Your Excellency is the new head of the Ghost Ink Sect?" Yang Guifei didn't show her figure, but she could be regarded as appearing, and it was a sentence that came up, and the echo was faint, and she couldn't tell where she was.
I knew it was pointing at me, hesitated for a moment, and then responded, "Yes, but it's not." "It seems contradictory, but I really don't have any other way.
Yang Guifei hesitated for a moment, and then said, "You two, step aside." "The two yin chauffeurs behind me were already in a hurry to run away, and when I heard this, I hurriedly turned into black clouds and drifted away.
I was speechless for a moment, glanced at the woman in black next to me, but found that she was also looking at me, her eyes were cold as usual, and with a wave of her left hand, she sent the soul bell to me.
"Yes, he is." The woman in black continued.
"What a new head, if he really goes against the way of heaven and does not die, it is really where the world is, and the dragon soul of Aijia Town is worth it for thousands of years." Speaking of this, Yang Guozhong became more and more restless......
"You can't give it to him, that's mine, mine!" Yang Guozhong roared hoarsely, weakly kicking his stiff and mechanical legs.
"Shut up!" The withered corpse hand choked his neck again, and after a while, he could only make a strange "cluck" cry as if he was dead, obscure and ugly, not to mention, I was quite cool to see this grandson being tortured into such a dog.
But just with such a single-handed operation, Yang Guifei is definitely not something that we can deal with.
"Boy, the dragon soul gall is not so easy to take, it is in this tomb, but whether you can find it depends on your ability." Yang Guifei calmed her tone and said lightly.
I patted Li Lin and motioned for him to let me down, no matter what, I should be in awe of the ghost, I don't look like this lying on my stomach, and I don't have a decent ......
Although he was still supported, he was finally able to stand up and speak, and he was not a little embarrassed. I took Li Lin's shoulder and looked around, retrieved the bright flashlight from Wang Xing, and looked at it again, but I still couldn't see what was the mechanism or anything.
I couldn't hold it on my face, but I still asked cheekily, "Guifei Niangniang, is this ...... In the next eye, can you ask the mother for some advice? ”
"Hmph, the world says that the secret technique of the Ghost Ink Sect is better than that of the Mo Family, and it looks like that's it." I didn't expect that this sentence would cause Yang Guifei's dissatisfaction, and she was a little cynical.
It is not difficult to see from this that this beautiful woman is actually very scheming, and she knocks on the side with words that seem to be agitated but not obvious, but we can't lose our temper and get angry, and if we don't have any ability, we can't sit on the throne of Xuanzong's favorite.
I pursed my chapped lips, I couldn't speak again, so I could only let Li Lin hold me in circles, look here and there, but when I got to the place where I couldn't see anything special, the tomb, the frost, the stones, the broken wood, the platform, everything was the same as before, etc., the platform......
"Turn around, Linzi." With Li Lin's strength, I turned around and asked Li Lin to kick a few pieces of broken wood away and observe the thousand-year-old stone platform.
This stone platform may be overlooked by many people, including me just now, but this change is too weak to be seen without looking closely. In fact, this change is obvious, it may be contradictory to say, but it is really obvious.
It is not appropriate to say too much gossip, the whole stone platform does not know why it is about five centimeters higher than before it came in, and there is one of them, the bottom shows a dragon pattern, very rough, as if it was painted temporarily, if it is not for the horns, I believe that it is a snake.
I bent down and almost didn't kneel down directly, but fortunately Li Lin pulled me from behind, I touched the dragon, there was no bumpy feeling, just like a natural formation, there is no mechanism, so where else can it be......
Or am I too simple, thinking that the mechanism is so simple, I blinked, sobered up my stuck-brain, often when there is no distraction, the ability to think will be fully displayed, for a while, "twelve heavenly soldiers", "zodiac", "dragon", "extension line" and a series of words barrage generally flashed in my mind.
Yes, I can't find it here, it doesn't mean that I can't find it on the extension line, it's really a ring, not so much a cornucopia as a work of art where conspiracy and mechanism coexist, even though this artwork is often dyed red by blood donations.
"Back." I struggled to stand up, the soles of my feet were already a little sore, and I even felt that my legs were a little swollen, and I dragged these two weak legs to the wall corresponding to the pattern.
I had walked for a few dozen steps, but the result was quite helpless, except for the cold and dusty ground, there were no mechanisms or further clues.
I shook my head, feeling that my brain was suddenly insufficient, I squatted down, not discouraged, but not wanting to give up, sighed, because my neck was very sore, so I tilted my head......