Chapter 115: Netherworld Ghost Palace

The moment the black cloth was torn off my face, I was a little excited, and I felt that I would be able to see the true face of this person immediately. But when the black cloth was torn off, I was slightly startled, and under the black cloth was a mask that seemed to grow on the flesh and skin, just like the colorful face of singing, still covering the face of the head handle.

I refused to give up, and at the same time I was surprised, I reached out and tried to tear off the mask again, but the mask really seemed to be painted on the face. I didn't have any chance to tear it off this time, the head's reaction and kung fu were very strong, her neck moved quickly, came out of the rope noose, grabbed my wrist, and in this moment of lightning, the moonlight above my head seemed to suddenly brighten, and I saw the head handle's eyes roll, revealing a pair of pupils.

Ancient Chinese legends, born with heavy pupils, those are saints, although I don't believe in this kind of legend, but the head of the head suddenly turned out of the heavy pupils still surprised me again, everything happened very quickly, I struggled, the head handle of the hands small but powerful, the heavy pupils in her eyes flickered, and instantly returned to normal, the corners of the mask's mouth curled.

"Chen Jinshui, I know you." The head boss whispered, and the voice was so low that only I could hear.

Does she recognize me? And know my name? Involuntarily, I was even more skeptical and curious about the identity of the leader, who could this be? But her voice was always a mix of neither male nor female, and she couldn't tell anything from the tone at all. After a brief moment of contact between me and the head, the big-headed Buddha behind him had already turned over and climbed up, his thick skin and thick flesh, shaking his strong body, roaring and pounced again.

I saw that the corners of the eyebrows of the face covered by the mask curved slightly, as if showing a smile, and then, the head turned over and jumped, pushing me aside, she and the big head Buddha had already fought each other, and they probably knew each other's strength, so they stopped entanglement, turned around and ran.

"I want to run!" The big-headed Buddha looked a little embarrassed, the clothes on his chest were burned, the heart hair was burned, and he chased after him, this is definitely a person who can't suffer a little loss, gritting his teeth, and he can't wait to tear the head in front of him alive after grabbing it.

The head is running in front, we are chasing behind, and the wind is blowing under the feet of the three forks, and the path at the fork is gradually coming to an end. I suddenly felt that something was wrong, the head of the thirty-six side door, what kind of identity is that? It is equivalent to half of the grass king on the Yellow River beach, she appeared in person, and then ran in front, no matter how you look at it, it seems to lead us to a certain place.

"Wait." I stopped the Buddha and said, "She seems to be leading us." ”

"Let her lead! Lao Tzu wants to see how capable she really is! The big-headed Buddha was not afraid at all, snorted coldly, and his tone was quite disdainful: "I can't beat Lao Tzu, turn around and run, it doesn't look like there's any difference!" ”

When the path came to an end, there was a thin layer of white mist floating in front of me, and the moonlight overhead was obscured by a dark cloud, and the wind blew the clouds, and in just a minute or two, the moonlight reappeared. But I must be God, and from that thin white mist, I saw a Buddhist gate hall that seemed to be wrapped in gold and silver.

clang

A majestic bell sounded as if floating out of this temple. How could there be such a huge ancient temple in this place?

Without waiting for me to think about anything, the head of the running in front of me did not hesitate, and rushed in from the gate of the ancient temple, the thin white mist swirled around, and there were only dots of oil lights in the ancient temple, but I couldn't see anything else. The footsteps of the big-headed Buddha slowed down, but did not stop, I looked at this ancient temple of Buddhism that suddenly appeared in front of me, and my heart trembled, this is clearly a trap.

"Stop chasing!" I stopped the Buddha again, saying, "It's definitely dangerous!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" The big-headed Buddha said while looking at it: "Lao Tzu of the Sword Mountain and the Sea of Fire has also broken through, will he be afraid of this bird place?" Walk! ”

I refused to go, knowing that there was danger, but I was not forced to do so, and I would not take risks if I could. But the big-headed Buddha didn't consult with me, so he ran inside with me and said, "You have spoiled your father!" I can't bear any hardship! Let Lao Tzu go in and break in! ”

The threshold of the ancient temple was a foot high, and the big-headed Buddha pulled me into it. Ordinary ancient temples, no matter how big or small, have a solemn and sacred atmosphere, but when I walked into this ancient temple of unknown origin, I felt a gloomy ghostly atmosphere, on both sides of the open space in front of the treasure hall, there were eight flickering oil lamps, and there was a black and white spirit flag erected at each of the four corners, a cold wind did not know where to drill out, and the oil lamps that blew jumped back and forth, and the body immediately felt a swishing chill.

As soon as I walked in, the moonlight seemed to be blinded, only the light of a few ghostly oil lamps was bright, and the smoke was filled, and some shadowy shadows were faintly flashing around, ghostly.

"Boy." The big-headed Buddha gritted his teeth and smiled: "Let's enter the nineteen ghost formations of the Yin Mountain Road, watch Lao Tzu smash their brains one by one here!" ”

"What a big breath"

As soon as the words of the big-headed Buddha fell, I don't know where a sound like a ghostly ghost house floated over. I can't help but chill, Yinshan Dao is the most powerful one of the thirty-six side doors, and it is also the one with the most tricks, the head of the thirty-six side doors controls the door, and the first to start is Yinshan Road and several other relatively large forces. I don't know what the Buddha is talking about, but if you listen to the name, you know that it is definitely not a good occasion.

"Come out for Lao Tzu!" The big-headed Buddha jumped out a few steps obliquely, stretched out his hand to break a spirit flag, tore off the black and white cloth on the flag, raised his hand, and shouted: "When Lao Tzu was pitted, Yinshan Road also had a share!" I haven't settled accounts with you yet, I've found it myself! Just right! ”

I hid behind the Buddha, and when I glanced at it, I suddenly saw that there were eight large vats with oil lights around the courtyard, as if something was bubbling up. His eyes immediately turned, and he immediately found that the flames in the eight large water tanks were being held up, and they were raised one by one. Gradually, a completely lifeless pale face, stained with sticky lamp oil, peeked out of the vat. The corpse was hidden in the oil tank, and the wick was lit on top of the corpse's head, like the legendary lantern.

Eight corpses slowly stood up from the eight vats, straight and motionless, their bodies stained with yellowing lamp oil, the flames continued to burn overhead, and an indescribable smell suddenly wafted out. As soon as I smelled it, I knew that this must be corpse oil, a jar full of lamp oil mixed with corpse oil, and the gods and immortals in the countryside of the river beach often use corpse oil when doing evil methods, which is very yin.

At the same time as the eight corpses stood up, the entire Buddhist hall seemed to be boiling, and several very thin ropes flew over their heads, and a shadow puppet slid over with his hands and feet, holding the kind of soul-attracting lamp made of skulls.

Knock knock

I heard the sound of drums, but on closer inspection, it looked like huge footsteps. Immediately afterwards, the walls on both sides of the compound were kicked open, and more than a dozen figures more than two meters tall rushed over with the kicked walls. The dozen or so figures with bald heads and golden bodies, like the bronze statues of Arhats in ancient temples, rushed towards the big-headed Buddha.

"That's all?" The big-headed Buddha danced with a stick thicker than his arm, and then took a step back, and his hands were rounded with all his strength, and the stick roared out, hitting the nearest Arhat.

The arhat, who was more than two meters tall, was kicked backwards by this stick, and if it was a person, this stick would definitely be killed directly. The Arhat was not shattered, but all the gold dust on its body fell off, revealing the wooden body and the iron sheet wrapped outside. This is definitely the craftsmanship of the living Luban family, the nose of the big-headed Buddha is crooked, many years ago, the side door besieged him, all kinds of exquisite utensils are almost provided by the living Luban family, the big-headed Buddha is bitter and hateful, as soon as he sees these wooden Arhats wrapped in iron sheets, the liver is full of fire, the body is bent, and the thick wooden stick in his hand is smashed on the crook of a wooden Arhat's leg, which is where the joints of the wooden man are located, and it is also the weakest place in the whole body, with a click, one of the legs of the wooden Arhat was knocked out, the body was crooked, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

rumble

The inside of the Daxiong Treasure Hall seemed to have exploded, and the sound of commotion was continuous, and six or seven very small wooden wheeled carts slid out of it with a few small coffins that were only about one meter long. There was a croaking sound overhead, and several large wild cats appeared from the corner, and then, six or seven old eagles covered in darkness flew down from the top of the ancient temple, suddenly flapping their wings, and slowly landed on the back of the wild cat. The wild cat, carrying a few old black eagles, jumped onto the wooden cart and quacked and meowed at the small coffin, which was more than a meter long.

"Okay! All kinds of ghosts come out! The big-headed Buddha was entangled with more than a dozen wooden Arhats, but he was still at ease, and said while fighting: "The side door is still dirty!" No living person dares to come out and fight with the Buddha? ”

Click

In the chaotic sound, several huge Shiba dog shadows rushed from the corners in all directions, the Shiba dog was extremely fierce, standing up to a man tall, and each Shiba dog rode a half-inch on its back. Half an inch of Ding carried a small bucket in his hand, and the smell was terrible.

Crash

Shiba dog ran wildly, faster than people, when he rushed past the big head Buddha, half an inch raised his hand and splashed the contents of the small bucket at us, the thing was faintly yellow, and the smell made people want to vomit out their intestines. A small bucket full of corpse water turned into corpse water after the corpse decomposed, I quickly jumped to dodge, and rushed towards a Shiba dog, at that time, my brain was empty, and I reflexively jumped up and kicked off the half inch on it.

Half an inch rolled on the ground a few times, and the corpse water in the small bucket was scattered all over the ground. I rushed over and kicked him into the corner. At this moment, a shadow flashed overhead, and another group of shadow puppeteers slid along the rope, holding a bamboo tube in their hands, and sprayed a piece of corpse water on us with their heads and faces. The corpse water is like raindrops, even the big-headed Buddha can't dodge, I even ran and flashed, and there were still a few drops splashed on my body, that thing may not kill people, but the drops on my body are indescribably disgusting.

The corpse was stained with water, and as soon as a few soul-attracting lights on it lit up, the small coffins in several wooden wheeled carts clicked open, and the big cat and the black owl fluttered and flashed to the side. I saw a few little people sitting in the small coffin, as if they had been dried up, holding a clump of hair and eating.