Seeing Huang Qigu not moving outside, she saw vigilance and suspicion in her eyes, and suddenly, Liu Zigui knew that Huang Qigu might encounter the same situation as herself, affected by the illusion, and had doubts about what she saw and heard. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Huang Qigu, don't doubt it, I'm really there, come in and help me, it's a little weird here!" Liu Zigui shouted loudly, but Huang Qigu was unmoved, but squatted on the stone bridge, ready to watch a good show.

Liu Zigui is helpless in his heart, it is not easy to dispel the inner doubts of an existence, even if the facts are placed in front of him, he will only doubt the facts, and believe what he thinks in his heart, people always believe only themselves.

Liu Zigui gave up her plan to let Huang Qigu help, and only hoped that she would not attack herself as an outlier.

Liu Zigui took out all the evil charms on his body and hit them out with Vajra fingering, but the spells that were invincible before were useless at this moment, like waste paper, swallowed by dense red thin lines.

Liu Zigui had no way back, only to move forward bravely, bit his fingers and drew a Tai Chi on the palm of his hand, and shouted in his mouth: "Heaven and earth are endless, Qiankun borrows the law, extreme!" ”

At the critical moment, he used the palm thunder, after all, in Liu Zigui's impression, the thunder is to the steel to the yang, and all the evil things in the world are afraid of the thunder, but the palm thunder of the steel to the yang only made the red thin line stagnate for a while, and there was some confused rhythm.

Although Liu Zigui is not very experienced in combat, he has a keen sense of observation, good at seeing the seams, when he is confused, he stepped on the invisible wall behind him, and relayed his body over, his body rotated in the air, and the long sword in his hand also rotated, like a big windmill, whirring and turning, the sword was rising, the wind was whistling, and the storm was coming.

The red thin threads were messed up by Liu Zigui, and they became a mess, and they couldn't find a clue, they were all intertwined, they were all moving, and they all wanted to break free from each other's entanglement, but the more they wriggled, the tighter they were entangled, and finally twisted into a ball.

Liu Zigui took advantage of this gap, waved the long sword in his hand, put it on the beginning of the combination of the coffin lid and the sarcophagus, and read in his mouth: "Heaven and earth are yellow, the universe is desolate, all things have a way, only I am in charge, listen to my orders, in my name, give you the power, open!" ”

The long sword transformed by the talisman burst out with dazzling light, like the rising sun in the east, shining on the earth, covering all the light of the flame in the abyss, and the light of the bright moon was born in the light of the grains of rice, and became the master of the abyss for a while, and all the light surrendered under its light.

A vast force, erupting after the light, it came so suddenly, so quickly, without warning, without signs, but it was so natural, and natural is the way, this is the way that cultivators are striving for, although it is only a little shadow, but it is enough for people to worship the ground.

The huge force suddenly erupted, setting off a huge wave of qi, tumbling like a tide, the waves were monstrous, and the whole abyss suddenly shook at this moment, and many fine stones fell off the cliff face, and fell into the magma flow like rain, smashing out countless waves.

The lid of the sarcophagus was finally pushed open, and it slid forward along the lower body of the sarcophagus, hitting the petals and making a loud noise, but no one cared about this anymore, and their eyes were on the inside of the sarcophagus, wanting to see what it was!

Huang Qigu also came in, and such a big movement made her believe that the willow in front of her was real, but she had changed her appearance, no longer a weasel, but a young woman in her thirties.

Dressed in apricot-yellow clothes, long hair fluttering, thin eyebrows and fine eyes, pointed nose, melon seed face, white skin as snow, silky, exuding a unique charm belonging to mature women, this charm is not deliberately dressed up, it takes time, it needs connotation, it needs an ethereal temperament, it needs a super high mentality, etc., a lot of factors are mixed out of the temperament, this kind of temperament should not belong to the world, the appearance of the red world is just an accident, and it takes luck and merit to meet such an accident.

But no matter how charming Huang Qigu is, he can't let Liu Zigui take a second look, he knows in his heart that she is a weasel, and then he sees her so attractive, if he is tempted by her, what an awkward thing it is, and there is something more attractive in front of him.

There is a corpse lying in the sarcophagus, it is the corpse of an old man, a brocade dress is as bright as new, but the hands that are staggered on the abdomen are dry like a tree, as if the bark of a tree has been peeled off and exposed to the sun, and there is no moisture in sight.

Its gender can no longer be seen from the face of the corpse, maybe it is male, maybe it is female, the knife of time has left too much tightness on its body, and it has long blurred its gender.

Its hair was long, and it was red, and it snaked up the inner wall of the sarcophagus, and when it looked past, it was the thin red threads that were entwined!

It was not a corpse, it was alive, but its eyes were closed, and its chest did not rise or fall in the slightest, and it did not look like it was alive, but like rotten wood dressed in brocade.

"Huang Qigu!" Liu Zigui called out in a low voice.

Huang Qigu didn't know when there was an extra sword in her hand, she looked at the dry corpse in the sarcophagus with a solemn face, moved her steps lightly, stood next to Liu Zigui, and said softly: "This should be the legendary old lady, but the legend is wrong, she should have read the scriptures!" ”

Liu Zigui asked in surprise: "After reading the scriptures, will it become like this?" Are you sure it's an orthodox Buddhist scripture and not an evil book of the Devil's Way? ”

Liu Zigui expressed his doubts about the scriptures Huang Qigu said, or expressed doubts about Huang Qigu, he suspected that Huang Qigu had some ulterior secrets, and he needed to cooperate with himself, or he needed to contribute by himself, so he made up such a miraculous and ethereal scripture.

Huang Qigu saw the suspicion in Liu Zigui's eyes, and Liu Zigui did not hide his inner thoughts, and there was an estrangement between the two.

"I don't know if you ever learned such a poem when you were in school: Looking horizontally at the side of the ridge becomes a peak, the same mountain, different people look at it, but it has different results, not to mention the profound scriptures, everyone must have their own different opinions after reading it, isn't it?"

Liu Zigui nodded, suppressing the doubts in his heart, after all, there was a ruthless guy to solve in front of him.