Being strangled by a rope, I also thought about resisting, but neither the black sand nor the magic sword lost their sense at the moment and could not be summoned. And those black hairs burrowed into my body and imprisoned the vitality in my body, and I am not even as good as an ordinary person now. Zhuang Wuse's situation was no better than mine, I tried to look sideways at him, and found that his face was dark and purple, and it was a lack of oxygen in the brain. As the minutes ticked by, the rope tightened and tightened, and I felt my head swell, and my chest felt like it was about to burst. Then, all sorts of images began to come to mind. I seemed to see Tang Yaxi, she was smiling at me, her eyes were still so bright, still so moving, she was waving to me. I heard the old man say that people will hallucinate in their brains before they are dying, am I really going to die?

"Well, death doesn't taste good. Young man, don't be so tough. Well, this king will give you another chance. Choose, who lives and who dies? The man said, loosening the black hairs that were strangled around our necks. Zhuang Wuse and I fell to the ground, our chests rising and falling violently, panting for breath, and for the first time, I felt that it was a happy thing to be able to breathe heavily. Thinking back to what was reported on TV, some children have to die for something, which is really not worth it. What a lucky thing to be alive, how many people don't have this opportunity.

I shook my head and stood up in front of the man in the aisle. He said, "Kill me if you want to kill him, but please let him go."

"Oh? Are you so angry, you almost died just now. Death doesn't taste good. Why, do you want to taste death again? This king can remind you that it is a very foolish thing to die for a person who meets in the water. And, if you die, are you worthy of your loved ones? Then the man leaned into my ear and whispered, "Also, even if you choose to survive on your own, you don't have to worry about being condemned by others." Because there are only three of us in this place, this king will naturally not say it. Listen to the king, go and kill him, and if you kill him, the king will let you go. As he spoke, the man had an extra dagger in his hand, and he grabbed my right hand and placed it in the palm of my hand.

I stared at the dagger in my hand, my heart chilled, and at that moment just now, I seemed to be a little moved by what the old ghost said. Yes, what does he have to do with me, it's just a meeting in Pingshui. I still have my parents, I still have my relatives, and they will be very sad if I die here. I... I can't die. Grabbing the grip of the dagger, I slammed it hard. Then a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and stabbed the man. It's a pity that I'm not his opponent, this blow didn't succeed, and the dagger instantly turned into a black ghost when it touched the man, and it didn't hurt the man at all. Yes, although I was moved by what he said, I still didn't make the wrong choice in the end. If I really killed my brother for my own sake, then I will never be able to forgive myself in my life. It is better to live in self-condemnation and uneasy conscience for the rest of your life. Good people are like this, they may not be tempted for a while, but in the end they will make the right choice. "Justice may be late, but justice is never absent."

"Toast and don't eat and drink, you're really a hard bone, go die!" The man seemed to be enraged and waved at me. I felt a strong force attack, knocking me more than ten meters away and landing on the stone bridge. I was hit twice in a short period of time, and my eyes went black.

"Hehe, how is it, little lama, do you have the same choice as him?" The man waved his hand and took Zhuang Wuse on the ground.

"Give the knife to the little monk, and the little monk will tell you the choice of the little monk." Zhuang Wuse said weakly, because he only cultivates mana, and his physical fitness is too far behind me, so it is already very good to be able to speak now. (Tantric cultivation of mana, Taoist cultivation of vitality.) The mana is actually similar to Lin Lao's spiritual power, but it is very different. Yuanqi has also been introduced before, so I won't repeat it. ）

The man's face was amused, and he was curious about how the little lama in front of him would choose. So with one move, another dagger appeared out of thin air. The man handed the dagger to Zhuang Wuse, Zhuang Wuse took the dagger with one hand, made a Buddhist ritual with the other, and read: "Trumpet Qiannuo!" The Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell." Then he stuck the dagger in his heart, and at this time, I woke up from a brief coma, just in time to see the scene of Zhuang Wuse's suicide. Ignoring the sharp pain in my body, I hurriedly ran behind Zhuang Wuse and supported his body that fell backwards.

The corners of Zhuang Wuse's mouth kept gushing with blood, his eyes were wide open, and his body twitched from time to time. When I saw that he could not survive like this, my heart was filled with grief and indignation. Who wants you to do it! You little lama, the eldest brother said, I want to give birth to you, and I will die. Why did you sacrifice yourself to make me survive, even if I lived, what is the point?

"Colorless! You can't die colorless! "I looked at Zhuang Wuse, whose pupils were gradually dilating, and a wave of anger surged from the back to the back of the head, why, just because you are the ghost king, can you control our life and death? The vitality bound by the black hair was stimulated by this aura and suddenly began to operate. Placing Zhuang Wuse flat on the ground, I mobilized all the vitality that could be mobilized in my body, and I took Yu steps and rushed to the front of the man. Then put your hands together, bend your thumb, index finger, ring finger and little finger opposite each other, and your middle finger straight up, run your vitality, aim at its forehead, and shout: Certain!

The man didn't expect that under his control, I would be able to break through its ghostly shackles, and coupled with the contempt for me in my heart, I was actually fixed on the spot. I hurriedly took a few steps back, took out all the "Twelve Chen Palace Divine Charms" on my body and pasted them towards it, and activated all the power. Then he took off his coat again, bit his fingers and drew the "Twelve Chen Palace Divine Charm" rune on his coat. Because I'm in a state of rage right now, I'm drawing sigils much faster than usual. When the man untied the ghost seal, the talisman array was drawn.

"This king is more interested in you, boy, don't be stubborn. Now that the little lama is dead, there's no point in you tossing. As long as you stop now, this king will abide by the previous agreement and let you go back. As he spoke, the man's qi moved, and all the talismans I pasted were shaken off and turned into ashes.

"Hmph, sinister obstacle, don't think! Even if I die, I, Li Yan, will not bow my head like you. I'll fight with you today. I threw the coat in my hand at the man, then pointed my sword and said, "Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun magic, God destroys the enemy, and the Tao is Wanjun." Chi! "Activated the rune on the coat.

When the coat fell on the man's head, it emitted bursts of light, and twelve talismans shot out of the coat, lined up around the man, and imprinted towards him.

When the man saw the rune array, his face finally changed, and he said with some surprise: "The kid is so good at it, he can actually urge the rune array." Not bad, not bad. If you are deep enough, you will not be able to hurt this king with this set of talismans alone. Well, that's pretty good. However, today this king is teaching you a lesson. Remember, in the face of strength, all Taoism and Buddhism are made of paper. With that, the man turned into a dragon with long black beard, roared and shattered the talisman with a single blow, and then returned to his human form and landed in front of me. Reach out your finger and point to the center of my eyebrows. Before he could react, he was hit by it. I felt dizzy when I was hit by the man, and I fell to the ground without knowing it.

It took me a long time before I woke up from the silence. Am I dead? The memory only stays at the moment when the man made a move, and I don't remember the rest. I looked left and right, why is there still a presidential suite in the underworld? Looking at the wall again, the "Twelve Chengong Divine Charms" that I painted by myself are still well pasted there. I tried my best to remember what happened before, but it gradually blurred, but I vaguely remembered the ghost domain, Zhuang Wuxue, the ghost king of the king's mansion. Could it all be a dream? I shook my head and pinched myself, it hurt, it hurts, it hurts, the reality of his uncle. I'm not dead.

By the way, I suddenly remembered that I had left Zhuang Wuse's contact information. I hurriedly found my backpack and pulled out my phone. looked for the address book, and sure enough, the three words Zhuang Wuse were in the contact. It seems that what I experienced before was not a dream, and I didn't die. But recall, weren't we all killed by the ghost king in the end, how did I survive? When I was puzzled, my mobile phone rang, and when I picked it up, it was Zhuang Wuse calling! , my hand shook, and the phone fell to the ground. I saw him die in my arms, is this haunted? But on second thought, what the hell I'm afraid of, it's not that I haven't seen it, let alone this is my brother! So I picked up the phone, answered it, and asked in a trembling voice, "Hey, colorless, is that you?" ”

"Li Yan, it's a little monk, what's the matter, how long has it been since I knew the little monk? That's your fault. You must know that one day husband and wife, ahh Phew! It's still not right, one day is a brother, always a brother, there is no day. ”

I was stunned on the other end of the phone, this little lama is still talking like this when he is dead, is he resentful and unwilling to leave? So I said, "Colorless, don't worry, I will help you take revenge!" ”

"Bah, you can go with confidence, the little monk is not dead..."

When I heard Zhuang Wuse say this, I couldn't help but be overjoyed, and said excitedly: "It's good if you don't die, it's good if you don't die." Brother, my good brother, I will treat you to a great feast. "Just when I was happy, a jade pendant fell from the top of my head and smashed on my head. I picked up the jade pendant and held it in my hand, and a passage sounded in my heart, and I listened to it with a frown and pondered carefully.

Zhuang Wuse on the other end of the phone listened to me for a long time without speaking, so he asked, "Hey, Li Yan, are you listening, hey?" Feed! …”

As soon as the picture turned, the king should be in the ghost house. In front of the bridge, on the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

"Lord Wang, why did you choose these two children, can they afford to take on the big responsibility? What's more..."A woman in palace clothes stood sideways beside the man, and her appearance was also extremely beautiful, like a sinking fish and a goose.

The man stood quietly in the pavilion, looking at the lake, and said for a long time: "Tangerine, they are very similar to this king when he was young, aren't they?" After saying that, she said no more, and the woman looked at the man, but did not say anything more, walked up to the man, and snuggled up to the man's shoulder.