Chapter 302: Fantasy Nine Strings

So everything is going on calmly.

He was still hiding in a dark corner, Ning Yun wanted to make a sound to remind July, but instead remembered the instructions before July, no matter what happened

Things, whatever you see, don't bother yourself.

The aroma is thick, and the tomb is blurred.

Because he didn't make any movement, Ning Yun didn't say anything, just stared straight at him with his eyes.

The ritual of sacrifice began.

July opened his eyes slightly, got up and sat down calmly in front of the nine-string guqin.

With one hand on the strings, there was a faint chill from the fingertips.

The other hand is placed on the string on the side of the guqin, and the breath is held quietly.

The whole person fell into a state of mental trance.

A spell condensed in the ancient Wiccan language was spat lightly.

The suffocating atmosphere is indescribable, and the green smoke rising from the incense burner hovers at the top.

It gradually intertwines into a misty image of a woman.

Ning Yun noticed that the body in the shadow shook slightly, and a look suddenly flashed in his indifferent eyes.

Ning Yun thought to himself, since he didn't interrupt the girl's ritual process, he must have wanted to open the way to the ancient city of Shabu through this ritual, because he himself didn't have the ability to enter.

Sure enough, the person wrapped in black stopped moving, and continued to stand there like a sculpture.

The image of the green smoke is that of four eerie goddesses of the undead with their arms outstretched.

The shapes of these undead goddesses are beautiful and natural, and their appearance becomes clearer as July continues to urge witchcraft.

Their faces are warm and pleading, and the image of nobility and holiness in the clouds makes people feel that it is a blasphemy to look at them more.

They are multi-faceted bodies with complex emotions, containing the yin and evil sides, and they are indispensable goddesses for the large-scale sacrificial ceremonies of the Jiuli Wu clan.

Ning Yun secretly made up for a while and recognized the images of the four women.

July once talked about their existence, but skipped their origins in secrecy.

The incantation vocabulary organized by the ancient language, and no one in the world can understand its meaning, but July repeats it over and over again.

Finally, after nine times, the skull wall at the 90-degree angle on the front resonated.

As if in response to the frequency of witchcraft, dust piled up on the walls.

Two magical candelabras rise from the two corners of the wall.

The alabaster-carved candle lamps do not have any paint inside or out.

The candles in the candlestick are flameless and natural, and the faint green light spreads all over the temple.

The miserable green color hit the face of the goddess in July, and there was an indescribable weirdness.

It's so beautiful that you can't look at it directly, and your heart is full of fear.

A half-width colored influence outline appears faintly on the outer cover of the candlestick.

As the lights become brighter, two candlesticks are projected on a wall.

Interwoven into a painting of animal figures.

Animal paintings, which did not exist before, were revealed by the lighting of candles.

Ning Yun's heart was full of surprise, as far as the production process was concerned, the Guloulan period already had such an accomplished complex architectural technology and image overlapping technology, which was unbelievable.

The image on the wall is a monster with a red human face and a snake body.

A pair of soul-snatching eyes stared straight at the expressionless July.

The light in his eyes is so hot that he can't look at it directly.

The reddish snake body always gave Ning Yun an extremely demonic sense of discomfort.

Perhaps, more importantly. It is alive.

The figure in the shadows glanced calmly at the monster on the wall.

The indifferent eyes continued to stand there.

July's eyes suddenly froze, and he recognized the origin of this fierce beast!

Sure enough, it was the Eclipse Nine Yin, the fierce beasts of the primeval period, which really existed in the Sun Tomb.

How many years has it gone through here, and who has the ability to seal it here.

Is it alive?

The image on the wall suddenly turned hideous.

The treacherous eyes opened, and the fierce light was great.

Ning Yun's scalp was cold, and his skin and flesh trembled, like cold water that had been splashed on a winter day.

It is alive. Ning Yun stammered.

At the same time, July's naturally ethereal pupils suddenly changed, and strange pupils appeared, and they were also concentrating on staring directly at the eclipse nine yin on the wall.

It seemed to see the enemy it hadn't seen for a long time, and its eyes turned red, and it struggled to break free from the wall and rush towards July.

After several efforts, the wall was overwhelmed, and cracks appeared in the hard granite wall.

Under the crisis, Ning Yun was so nervous that he didn't dare to come out, his heart was entangled, and he glanced at Qiyue, his eyes were full of fear.

After all, she is a girl of less than twenty, and although Ning Yun has far more knowledge and experience than ordinary people, she can't resist this kind of fierce beast that is only seen in the scriptures.

At last she made up her mind to take a step, and as soon as she rushed out to block the relief, she felt an invisible coercion rushing towards her.

Layers of thick and surging heat slammed into her chest, and her body fluttered off the ground suddenly, and an invisible wall of qi in front of her bounced her back.

Fell into a pile of gold and silver sand behind him.

The dark shadow in the shadows cast a playful gaze, as if laughing at the little girl in front of him.

Invisible fiery cracks spread through the space, and the temperature was already creasurable at a rate that was already palpable.

Qiyue looked at Eclipse Jiuyin without fear, forcibly suppressed the fear and chaotic breath in his heart, and pressed his jade fingers on the strings calmly.

Looking closely, July's fingers were shaking, and he finally pursed his lips and gritted his teeth to pull away the first string, and a crisp and piercing guqin string sound "Zheng" sounded, with the location of July as the center, like water rippling in the hall.

At the same time, the struggle against the Eclipse Nine Yin on the wall became more and more intense, and the painful wails and screams tickled the hearts of everyone present.

The roaring note is only one syllable, and the sharp and piercing call is extremely uncomfortable.

Ning Yun spurted a mouthful of blood on the ground, her physical fitness determined that she could not withstand the impact of this note, and the chaotic blood qi in the center of her mind was churning.

"Girl, girl. I can't take it anymore, my body is ...... My body was so uncomfortable, it looked like it was going to explode. The staccato words were instantly drowned out by the intertwined sounds of the piano and the roar, and there was no response.

July also had a frowning and sad expression, struggling to contend with it, and every time the strings were plucked after one string, it seemed to be burning the essence of life with painstaking effort, which was extremely difficult.

The figure in the corner was wrapped in a black cloth and motionless, and it was impossible to see his expression clearly, and it didn't seem to be affected much.

July's lips were bitten with blood, and the light in the blood pupils instantly brightened to the extreme, and a pair of white jade hands held on to pluck the strings continuously.

With this change, the messy guqin timbre is played, and the sound quality is like being filtered by clean water, and the mellow string notes are continuously composed.

The strange and moving tune suddenly became a melody!

Ning Yun's face was much rudder, and the physical sensations were no longer as strong as before, and she could barely sit up half-on the ground, but the terrifying gaze on the wall always made her lower her head and dare not look directly.

"It's strange, what kind of tune is this girl playing, and why I have never seen her play it." This strange sound made Ning Yun's heart tremble more and more the more he listened to it, no less than the roar of Eclipse Jiuyin.

At this time, a dull male voice entered the ear, "It is the tone of seven rhythms and nine strings, the sound of nine strings, the tune can make time stagnate, and even distort space to travel through the past and the future." ”

Who, who's talking? Ning Yun's hair went numb again, and a cold air was generated from his heels and straight into the limbs and bones above his head.

She looked around, and the layout of the empty and unpopular side hall could be seen at a glance, where there were other people.

However, there was obviously a man's voice just now.

Finally, his gaze fell on the shadow of unknown origin in the left corner.

Ning Yun's doubts in his heart were even worse, and he thought: He must have been talking to me just now, even I didn't know that this was a kind of nine-string sound, why did this person know that it was a nine-string sound as soon as he heard it?

What is the role of the girl playing the nine-string note at this time? I didn't say it just now, can he peek into what is going on in his heart?

The more Ning Yun thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he had complicated feelings for that person, and his eyes locked on the other party with surprise and fear.

The roar from the wall faded a little, and when he came back to his senses to pay attention to the relief, Eclipse Jiuyin had become very weak, but a pair of claw-like limbs were scratching at the wall.

The melodious sound of the guqin fluctuates, and when the treble is high, it is like a mountain looking up, and a stream of water from the sky and clouds pours down, which makes people awe-inspired.

When it is low, it is like a small bridge flowing water.

The undulating sound slowly and rapidly hits every corner of the sound.

As the sound of the piano rises and falls, a stream of blood flows along the corners of her mouth, and thick liquid drips on the strings.

It adds a bit of mystery to the sound of this weird ancient song!

"Girl, are you alright, you can speak." Ning Yun had forgotten July's instructions, and in her mind, July was everything she relied on to exist in the world.

After a long time, the Nine Yin Void on the wall gradually dimmed, and the hideous face also tended to ease, and finally stopped struggling to resist.

A happy smile appeared on Ning Yun's cheeks, and he thought: It's almost over, maybe as soon as that fierce beast disappears, the situation will get better and better.

Before the smile of joy had dissipated, the shadow in the corner of the wall paused for a moment, and moved straight, stepping on the ground with a calm step, and walking towards where July was.

His full picture became clearer and clearer, a floor-sweeping black robe, and a turban wrapped around his head to cover his entire head, leaving only a pair of black holes.

He is huge, with a height of 1.9 meters under visual inspection, which gives people a strong sense of oppression from the bottom of the eyes.

Coupled with his bizarre appearance in the fully enclosed hall, all kinds of signs have to make people pay attention to fear.

There was no exit at all in the hall, so where did he suddenly come from?

couldn't help Ning Yun speculate more, he had already pressed over step by step.

Every step seemed to knock on Ning Yun's heartstrings, and she suddenly became alert, got up with a pout, and stared at each other inch by inch.