Don't look at me, I've been quite capable lately, but I'm really not an opponent against the two old fritters of Long Live the Corpse and Xiao Zhong Kui. If they climb up the chains, they'll probably have to take me away again.

So I hurriedly rummaged through the package and found a multi-purpose saber from inside.

This chain was left by Deng Bochuan back then, and every seven or eight meters, a rock cone was fixed on the rock wall to bear the weight of the iron chain. Some of these cones have been loosened over the course of more than 40 years, but some of them have become stronger by fitting closely into the crevices of the rock.

I climbed more than 20 meters, spotted a loose rock cone, pried it off with a multi-purpose saber, and shook it slightly, and the rock cone fell under the cliff along with the loose iron chain.

As I climbed up, I pried open the cone of rock that held the iron chains in place, without which the vertical wall would have slowed them down anyway.

There was a long howl from the bottom of the cliff, and then he shouted: "Yu Buren! You can't run! ”

His voice was so loud that it was estimated that the entire Headless City had heard it. But I pried open the iron chains, turned around and scolded: "Long live the corpse!" I've had enough of you! If you kind of you, you will climb up and chase me! ”

Long live the corpse laughed: "Okay! ”

After he finished saying this, he grabbed the protrusion of the rock wall with both hands, and his body jumped up like a big bird. His feet were smooth and powerless, but his hands were like eagle claws, clasping the cracks in the rocks, which were better than rock cones.

I was stunned, I must know that this cliff has gone straight up and down, not to mention, after thousands of years of wind and rain, it has long been as smooth as a mirror, and there is no place to borrow strength. Even Deng Bochuan had to use rock climbing equipment to make such an iron chain.

And this old fellow, who has lived for hundreds of years, was able to climb up with the help of strength only by relying on the gap left by the rock cone, and the speed was quite fast.

I didn't panic, I took out two paper figures from my bag with my backhand, I grabbed the iron chain with one hand, and then bit the tip of my tongue, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the two paper figures, and threw them down.

These two paper figures are the treasures of the Yin and Yang store, a small flat head, Danfeng eyes, and a vivid iron rod in his hand.

The other is long hair, double eyelids, and an unconcealable hanger between his eyebrows. The weapon in his hand is a single knife, and on top of the single knife, there is a looming ghost text flowing.

This is a paper figure made of an exorcist specially invited by Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua. The paper is made of ordinary white paper, but on the white paper are portraits of Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua. It is also based on the essence and blood of Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua, and integrates it into the paper to make a paper figure.

The exorcist of the paper man is also a ruthless character, his name is Zhang Paper, he is Zhang Wufor's cousin, although it is the inheritance of the soul suppressor, but it is not the path of the soul suppressor, but a means similar to manipulating a puppet.

Don't look at it as just two paper figures, but this thing is made based on my two bosses, and it is usually enough to deter ghosts from approaching in the store. In addition, there are small tricks such as the round light technique on the paper figure, and even if it is against a living person at a critical time, it will have a miraculous effect.

Later, Lao Zhang and Lao He knew that it was not peaceful recently, so they brought these two paper figures out, and then gave them to me easily, hoping that I could use this thing at the most critical time.

However, it is said that one of the two paper figures is holding a tantric iron rod, and the other is holding a demon knife to suppress ghosts, and they flutter down with the wind of the plateau. It happened that the corpse was using both hands and feet, climbing up along the crack in the rock, and when he looked up, he happened to see Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua falling from the sky, and the tantric iron rod and demon knife in his hand smashed down on the head.

If you want to say that the corpse is really scared, originally, Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua are well-known in the circle for being able to fight, for so many years, except for the dog skin plaster in the 100,000 mountains that once chased them and fled in embarrassment, there is really no problem that they can't solve.

Although the corpse has lived for hundreds of years, it is really sad to meet the two bosses of my family.

Because the craftsmanship of Zhang Tie Paper is too high, the round light technique on it has not even seen through the corpse. At that moment, he thought that Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua were hiding on it to ambush him, so he screamed in fright on the spot, and with force in his hand, he turned a corner.

This turn happened to avoid the slashing of the tantric iron rod and the demon knife to suppress the ghost, only to hear the soft sound of "ding ......", and the tantric iron rod made of paper and the demon knife to suppress the ghost actually made a crisp impact sound with the rock.

Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua were slashed, their bodies were raised a few inches as if they were nothing, and they were slashed down with a stick and a knife on their heads. The angles of these two strikes are very tricky, and the timing is also very good, just at the moment when the corpse is fixed on the rock wall.

Long live the corpse this time, there is no way to avoid it, and he roars angrily: "Look for death!" ”

His huge belly straightened, and a gilded bronze mirror was pulled out from under his belly. He held the mirror in front of him, only to hear the two crisp sounds of the bell, and the demon knife and the tantric iron rod smashed on the mirror again.

It's strange to say, the two paper figures are light and fluttering, basically not half a weight, but after this knife was smashed down, it was as if it had really been cut twice, not only did the gilded bronze mirror leave two scars, but even the corpse couldn't withstand the combined blow of the two, and the body fell down involuntarily.

If this were an ordinary person, it would definitely fall directly from the cliff and fall into meat sauce. But long live the corpse is long live the corpse after all, he grabbed the gilded bronze mirror in one hand to protect his head, but the other hand was forced into the crack in the rock, forcibly stopping the body from falling.

It was easy to take a breath, but the wind was whistling above his head, and when he looked up, Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua, who were expressionless, were slashing at the head with a knife and a stick.

Long live the corpse scolded angrily: "It's endless!" ”

At that moment, the gilded bronze mirror blocked again, but the third slash failed to block it, and the gilded copper essence was cut in half by the tantric iron rod and the demon knife demon with a bang.

I heard the voice and glanced down, and saw that the corpse's body was falling rapidly, and then fell directly to the bottom of the cliff with a thud. And the two paper figures of Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua also fluttered, falling down like paper.

The two paper figures were completely scrapped, but I took advantage of the opportunity to climb the cliff quickly. After prying off the iron chains, the two ducks suddenly added a duck, and the girl ran away.

After running a few steps, I saw some equipment left by Deng Bochuan, including drinking water, food, and some explosives and firearms. I stopped to check and saw that the guns and tools had long since been mottled by the wind and corroded, and the food and water were mostly useless.

Only the explosives were sealed well, or the electronic detonator was completely destroyed. I dismantled the electronic detonator, stuffed two handfuls in my bag, and threw the rest of the tatters into the valley before running down the hillside.

Running all the way in the middle of the night, I don't know where I've been. Anyway, I think the farther away from Headless City is better. It was only at dawn that I found a small stream, drank a few sips of water, and filled the kettle to the brim of it, ready to get something to eat.

I was tired and hungry all night, and even my iron body was a little unbearable. Fortunately, my physical fitness has improved significantly in recent times, and I can withstand it.

Last night, the headless city was in chaos, the corpse man and the headless man basically got a lose-lose injury, the corpse was split three times in a row by the two paper people, and fell from the cliff more than ten meters high, it is estimated that even if you don't die, you have to take off a layer of skin.

In this way, it is unlikely that the headless man and the corpse will chase after him. In addition, I was really tired, so I simply found a sunken hillside, ate something, and then covered my clothes and prepared to sleep.

Sleeping in the wilderness was not as casual as sleeping at home, and I had piled up a lot of stones where I slept, so that if a wild beast or a man of bad intentions approached, they would fall to the ground and wake me up.

He took out of his bag and sprinkled sulfur powder and other things on the ground to prevent poisonous insects from crawling over and biting people, and then he rolled up his clothes and lay on the ground.

Because I was so tired, I slept in the dark. When I woke up, I heard a bell ringing around me in a daze, and I woke up in an instant.

The surrounding rocks were still neatly stacked, indicating that no beasts or anything like that had come out. It's just that it's approaching dusk now, and the sun is blood-red, which has a sense of the end of the world.

I listened with my ears sideways, and realized that the sound of the bells was not a hallucination, but a real thing. So he stood up and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

At this look, I found that under the sunset, there were more than a dozen men, women and children walking there, kneeling down and moving forward along the river.

At first, I thought I had met Tibetans who had kowtowed, after all, there were many believers who had gone to Kailash over the years. But I soon realized that something was wrong, because when the Tibetans kowtowed, they were lying on the ground and bowing respectfully to the front.

And these more than a dozen men, women, and children knelt on the ground first, but their bodies leaned back.

This posture is actually a test of people's waist strength, after all, it takes a lot of effort to lean back and straighten up again. And the leader of the hand also holds a long flag with a long tail in his hand, the long flag is white, flying fiercely in the wind, and the long tail is painted with a pattern similar to a poisonous snake, and at the end of the tail, there is a series of small bells jingling.

The bell that woke me up was made by this thing.

Except for the leader holding a strange flag, the rest of the men, women, and children all knelt on the ground, then leaned back, and then stood up again and continued to walk. After walking seven steps, kneel down again and lean back again.

The group didn't say a word, just silently knelt forward, leaned back, and repeatedly, without saying a word.

Zhang Wuren said that in the wilderness and inaccessible places, there are often some ancient beliefs or rules, some of which are expressions of good intentions, and some of which are evil beliefs made at the cost of human life.

Exorcists walk the world, and if they encounter this kind of thing, they will be kind, and everyone must abide by the local rules. If it's an evil faith that kills people, you have to be nosy.

In fact, I am also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river now, and it is difficult to protect myself. But when I saw the old man holding the long flag, I immediately felt a shock in my heart, this guy is definitely weird!

The group was full of men, women, and children, and in addition to the old man who walked in front and held a long flag, there were women, children, and scrawny men. The costumes they wore were also very strange, not like Han costumes, and even less like Tibetans.

If you distinguish it carefully, it looks like the fancy clothes of some ethnic minorities over there in Tianzhu. What made me wonder was the old man holding the long flag, his eyes were deep-set, and his two eyeballs seemed to have been gouged out alive, but instead they were two small white and tender hands, still rotating flexibly in the eye sockets.

The strangest thing is that in the palm of the little hand, there is still an eyeball in each of them!