Everyone was happily celebrating, a gust of mountain wind blew, and the soaked body shivered in the autumn wind, maybe it was the loss of body temperature, maybe it was the excitement of excitement. Aiguo was dizzy for a while, Guan Hu supported Aiguo, "Brother Aiguo has to take care of himself when he goes home, your precious blood is the treasure of our village." ”

Guan Long also said to Aiguo, "Patriotic, your face is not very good, in two days, Erhu and I will go into the mountains to give you some game and come back to make up for your body."

A few torches ran out of gas, and the light dimmed.

Only then did I feel that everyone seemed to be prostrating, and the fingers, tiger mouth, and tendons of the arms were all not obeyed.

Although everyone was injured, fortunately, the victory was finally won, and it was worth it. But at this time, there was a sound behind them, and everyone turned their heads to look, and the blackened skin of the Shurakshasa on the wooden platform was cracking, cracking into thousands of small pieces, this scene stunned everyone, as if they were not breathing, looking at all this happening in front of them.

All this is all too familiar, in the deep dark hole, the scene of the resurrection of the stone statue is still in front of me, and it all repeats itself.

The charred black skin of the Shurakshasa all fell off, revealing the blue-white skin inside--------- Shurakshasa was reborn again.

There was also a very noisy sound coming from the black hole, and everyone turned their heads to look at the hole, and countless evil rakshasas shouted and pounced out of the hole, and as soon as they came out of the hole, they scattered and pounced all over the mountains.

But now the situation is obvious, there is no comparison at all, everyone is wounded, sore, and tired. His wet clothes were mixed with blood and stench, and even all his magic weapons were used up.

The six of them glanced at each other, and all of them looked at Master Mao.

Master Mao looked at everyone slowly, patriotic, pale, with bandages wrapped around his arms, and resolutely looked at Master Mao.

Guan Long, Guan Hu held the hunting knife in his hand, a little trembling, and his eyes were a little confused.

Twelve lowered his head and looked at his toes, and suddenly raised his head to look at Master Mao, as if he suddenly became indifferent.

Master Mao turned his head and raised his thunderbolt knife at the evil rakshasa who rushed over the mountains and fields, shouting "Kill ---"

Guan Long and Guan Hu glanced at each other, raised their hunting knives, and shouted "Kill ---"

Two lines of tears flowed in his patriotic eyes, and he raised the knife and Twelve, and Zhao Banxian shouted "Kill ---" together

Countless evil rakshasas stepped on the mountain, and the wooden platform made a huge noise, rushed over, and arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye.

"Kill ----"

Six men, six heroic men rushed into the horde of demons.

These countless evil rakshasas did not entangle with Master Mao and them, and four or five huge evil rakshasas rushed over grabbed the Shurakshasas on the ground and ran back to the entrance of the cave, and the countless evil rakshasas around them also retreated back to the entrance of the cave like a tide.

It took a long time for the six of them to be sure that those evil rakshasas had really returned.

Master Mao said to everyone, "Rest for a while, hold on until noon tomorrow, wait until the stone door inside is closed, we will seal the entrance of the cave again, patriotism, and then ask your father to blow up the rocks above the entrance of the cave and seal the cave."

"Okay, does Master Mao need to change the water bell again?" Aiguo looked at Master Mao and asked.

Master Mao looked at Aiguo lovingly, "The water bell is gone, you have to rely on your eyes, I will set up another formation in front of me in a while, you and Zhao Mu are staring at the entrance of the hole"

Aiguo nodded, "Okay" took his silver-plated knife and walked to the wooden platform, the injury on Zhao Banxian's hand felt less painful, and he picked up Guan Long's shotgun with both hands and stood side by side with Aiguo in front of the wooden platform, looking at the entrance of the cave.

Master Mao carried the thunderbolt knife with a yellow cloth satchel on his back and came behind Aiguo.

At this moment, two huge evil rakshasas suddenly burst out from the left under the wooden platform, and Master Mao didn't have time to react, when he saw two claws coming out of the back of the patriot.

Master Mao's heart ached violently, Aiguo and the evil rakshasa had fallen to the ground, and the remaining evil rakshasa turned his head and ran towards the entrance of the cave.

Master Mao, who was still in shock, suddenly felt a chill in his back, the cold hairs on his neck and the back of his head stood up, and as soon as he rolled on the spot, the two evil rakshasas behind him pounced in front.

The two evil rakshasas didn't look back, nor did they stay, they grabbed Zhao Banxian with both hands and ran towards the entrance of the cave, and the three evil rakshasas disappeared at the entrance of the cave at once.

Zhao Banxian's shout came from the cave, "Master----, Master--- ah" was silent, and I don't know if he was dead or fainted.

Master Mao got up and rushed to the entrance of the cave with a breath, chasing after him with a thunderbolt knife in his hand.

Guan Long and Guan Hu were sitting near the fire next to the altar, and only then did the three of them wake up from their panic, Guan Long picked up a hunting knife, grabbed a torch and lit it on the fire and rushed to the entrance of the cave.

Guan Hu inserted the hunting knife into the scabbard, picked up the remaining six or seven torches and chased after them.

Guan Long, who was running, passed by the patriotic corpse, and couldn't bear to look at the patriot, so he only cut off the head of the evil rakshasa who was rolling on the ground with a knife. Rushing to the entrance of the cave, Guan Long's eyes were moist, and he shouted and jumped into the deep black hole.

Guan Hu didn't speak, his whole body trembled, he picked up the torch and chased into the cave, and after a long life, he and Guan Long had the same heart, rescued Zhao Mu, and avenged the country.

Outside the cave, there was a hoarse cry of "Brother Patriot------- "That's the twelve crying bitterly, the whole mountain wind blew the leaves rattling, "boom" two thunders, the heavy rain fell again, and the torches on the wooden platform were all extinguished this time. Even the candle flame on Master Mao's altar was extinguished by the heavy rain.

It was dark all around, and Twelve was still kneeling beside the patriotic corpse and crying.

There was another thunderclap, and in the lightning something in front of him lit up, and Twelve saw that the patriot was still holding the silver-plated knife in his hand. He broke his patriotic fingers, held the knife in his hand, clenched his hands into fists and looked at the sky and shouted, "I, Shangguan Longwang, swear that I will kill all these evil ghosts to avenge you......"

Twelve stood up and rushed into the black hole, the previous battle had not made him feel so excited, he kept shouting "I'm going to kill them all, I'm going to kill them all, I'm going to kill them all......"

Twelve entered the dark hole, and a great stench came to his nose. It was dark in front of me, and I didn't take a torch before I came in, but fortunately, there was a little light from the stone door in front of me. Twelve held the stone gate and chased after the bright light, in front of Guan Hu holding a few torches in one hand and holding a torch in the other hand waiting for him.

Guan Hu still had tears on his face, and when he saw Twelve coming, he lit a torch and handed it to Twelve. Twelve took the torch and said nothing, and walked quickly towards the cave with Guan Hu.

Both of them were in mixed moods, and now they didn't have anything to say, and rushed in to avenge their patriotism.

After a quick walk, I could already see the stone door with three eyes engraved, and a little fire was exposed in the stone door, and under the illumination of my own torches, I could barely see that little light, and the two of them quickened their pace and hurried over. I didn't hear the sound of slashing, the two of them were very strange, so many evil rakshasas had to retreat in this narrow hole, it wouldn't be so fast. Walking through the stone door, Guan Long was the only one standing in front of the round hole leading to the ground. After the tide-like evil rakshasa retreated into the cave, he didn't see any of them, nor did he see Master Mao.

Guan Long looked back at Guan Hu and they had come in, so he put the torch into the hole as big as a round table and stepped in.

The cave was blowing cold wind outside, the fire of the torch was blowing back, Guan Long held the torch very forward, it seemed that there was air under the hole.

Guan Hu waited for Guan Long to walk more than a dozen steps, and then stepped in with a torch

Still in grief and indignation, Twelve stretched out his feet and stepped into the hole. When my feet hit the ground, I only felt that the ground in this hole was unusually smooth, and as soon as my feet slipped, I fell into it with my whole body.

The slope of this round hole is sloping, and it rolls down at twelve times, and this time the torch is thrown, the wound hurts, and it hits Guan Hu in front of him. Guan Hu also hit the ground, and the two of them rolled down like this, and there was a sigh of sighing in the cave, and there was an echo.

Guan Long hurriedly turned around in front, raised the torch with one hand, and reached over with the other hand to resist the two people who rolled down on it, but he didn't think that the bottom of the hole was very slippery, and there was nowhere to take root under his feet, his hand was against Guan Hu who rolled down, but he was also knocked over by this collision.

The three of them just got off like that.

Screams, screams of pain, scolding, the sound of bodies hitting the mountain wall, echoes, all kinds of sounds are mixed together.

Straight like this, the three of them stirred each other together before they stopped rolling and continued to roll.

This roll, squeezed the rain in the clothes directly into the wound, and there was a lot of pain, Guan Hu was almost out of breath by the scabbard hanging from his waist, he didn't want to move anything, and lay down to rest.

Guan Long's knife and torch also came out of his hand when he fell, and the wounds on the twelve hands were cracked open again, and he was a little confused, writhing in pain.

Now it was pitch black, and the three of them groped around.

Guan Long touched an unlit torch, and then touched the match in the bag, but he didn't know where he was fallen.

"Two Tigers,,,, Two Tigers"

"Hmm," Guan Hu replied in a daze.

"Do you still have the flint in your bag?"

Guan Hu groped and searched for it, and found that it was still in the bag,

replied to Guan Long with a sentence of "still there"

Guan Long said in the dark, "I touched a torch, you make a fire"

Guan Hu took out two flintstones, and then found a small cloth bag next to him, and in the cloth bag were several pieces of cotton wrapped in a layer of oiled paper.

Guan Hu touched the ground, it was not wet, so he opened the tarpaulin, tore the cotton and put it on the ground, two pieces of flint and steel hit it hard, and the sparks flashed at more than a dozen points, and there was a skull in front of the cotton. The two black whirring eye holes were staring straight at him, so frightened that Guan Hu's hands trembled, and the flint fell to the ground. Click, click, click, a flint stone rolled down the cave wall.

Guan Long also vaguely saw that Twelve had just sobered up a little at this time and asked what was wrong.

Guan Long didn't tell Twelve, lest he be afraid, if he was patriotic, he wouldn't tell Twelve, patriotic, patriot just died, we have to avenge him. Let him die blindly.

Guan Long thought about his patriotic and firm tone, and said to Twelve and Guan Hu, "This ground is smooth and the slope is quite large, let's slide down." ”

Guan Long and Twelve agreed "yes"

Guan Long put his legs together and slipped down, in a black cave, I don't know if there will be an evil rakshasa lying on his stomach, only he doesn't care about anything, the speed of sliding down is getting faster and faster, the three of them are always afraid of hitting their heads with something, and their bodies are tightly attached to the ground.

Guan Long grabbed the torch with two hands and stretched it out in front of him, and then simply lay down and let his body slide down, the three of them talked to each other in the dark cave to break the fear, but despite this, the three of them still felt that there was something around the darkness, so they had to ignore it and talk to each other, and Twelve sang loudly, "The wind is roaring, the horses are barking, the sheep are barking, and the cows are barking,......

That time, Twelve heard more than a dozen girls singing to defend the Yellow River in the town outside the mountain, and Twelve just saw that the girl went, and thought that this song was good, and when he returned to the mountain, he couldn't remember the words, so he remembered the first two sentences, and then he thought about the melody, and it became that the sheep were also barking, and the cow was also barking, Guan Long and Guan Hu had never heard this song, so they thought that this song was sung like this. Now in the cave, the three of them sang "the wind is roaring, the horses are barking, the sheep are barking, the cows are also barking...... and they don't seem to be very afraid, and the three of them are even more closed, coaxing themselves to sleep.

Twelve sang and sang, and two lines of tears welled up from the corners of his eyes. He didn't know that Guan Long and Guan Hu were also crying silently now.

The three of them were still sliding down, and the speed of the slide was fast, so they separated their feet, and their two hands also helped to support the ground, controlling the speed, and I don't know how long they slid down, they saw a little light in front of them, and the three of them came out of this dark round hole.

The light was the light emitted by a candle, and the three of them stayed in the dark for a long time, only seeing the candlelight, and slowly saw Master Mao holding a candle and looking at them.

It's so cold here, it feels like it's winter, especially for a few injured people, it's a bit unbearable. For the sake of patriotism, everyone endured it without squeaking, and Twelve was even more painful and frozen, with anger, and kept fighting with his upper and lower teeth.

The three of them stood up and walked towards Master Mao, and Guan Long, who was walking in front, was suddenly knocked down by something, and fell, only to see from the faint candlelight that it was a large pile of bones. Although there are many animal bones in the mountains, there are such a large number of human bones here, and the skull stares at it, and he still panics when he sees it.

Master Mao grabbed Guan Long's torch and lit it, Guan Hu behind him, Twelve also saw the bones, Twelve was not so afraid, and Guan Hu walked around the pile of bones and walked to Master Mao's side, although the light was much brighter than just now, but a torch still couldn't shine far, and there was still a deep darkness around the four of them.

Master Mao took out a small box from the big cloth bag, opened the lid and sprinkled something directly on the pile of bones, and then leaned the torch over, and the pile of bones suddenly ignited a yellow, blue, yellow and blue fire.

Master Mao saw that the three of them were trembling constantly, and said to the three of them, "You feel cold, it's not that it's too cold here, it's that the yin qi here is too heavy, it's much better if you bite your middle finger and smear some blood on your forehead."

The three of them did so, biting their middle fingers hard and wiping the blood on their foreheads, which was indeed much better.

In the firelight, the four of them saw that this was a vast space, the cave had to be twenty or thirty meters high, and the top of the cave was full of some large and small crystal pillars, like pieces of ice, some transparent, some foggy, these crystals refracted and transmitted the light of the fire, and the whole cave slowly had a little appearance.

It was still dark all around, and I didn't know how wide the hole was, but twenty meters in front of me, there was a wooden house.

Several people couldn't believe their eyes, and they saw a collapsed wooden house, indicating that the large cave was inhabited, or at least once inhabited.

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