Chapter 212: Which is weaker and which is stronger
Qiqi's voice was deaf and audible, wisps of smoke echoed in the empty and dilapidated Dragon King Temple, I suppressed the excitement in my heart, and slowly walked towards the incense case - the mirror on the incense case was spotless, and when I approached the mirror, a looming face suddenly appeared in the mirror.
The face was blurry, like a cloud of smoke, locked in the mirror, writhing around. With the twisting of his face, Qiqi's voice floated out of the mirror one after another, and the voice was full of grievances, resentment, and crying, which made people's hearts break when they heard it.
"Brother help my brother"
The face was blurry for a while, clear for a while, I looked at it intently, and my heart was suddenly very tight, and the face in the mirror was clear for a moment, and I saw that it was Qiqi's face.
At this moment, I suddenly realized that the heavy pupil of the Holy Land would say that the real Qiqi was in a mirror. That's true, Qiqi's body was forcibly occupied, and she let the mirror lock it firmly. I don't know what it's like to be locked in a mirror, but just thinking about it sends chills down my heart.
"Qiqi, don't be afraid, I'm here!" I recognized that the real Qiqi was in the mirror, and I put everything aside and wanted to reach out and pick up the mirror, and I thought that since someone could lock Qiqi inside, someone must be able to release her.
"Near the water, meet again."
Before my hand could really touch the mirror on the offering table, a leisurely sound entered my ears. In the dark corner on the side of the statue, a person slowly walked out, I didn't know how many times I met her, I didn't need to look at her face, just by listening to the voice, I knew that she was the head of the thirty-six side doors.
"Get out!" When I saw the top pick, I knew that Qiqi had fallen to this point today, and it must have something to do with her, and the resentment in my heart could hardly be suppressed, and I shouted angrily in a low voice.
"I told you a long time ago that some things are predestined."
"Who are you!" I know that the head boss occupies Qiqi's body, and I hate it to death in my heart.
"I'm Qiqi." The voice of the head that is not yin and yang suddenly changed, and the voice was almost exactly the same as Qiqi's voice, and before I could refute, her voice changed again: "I am Yi Tian." ”
"Brother, she's not Qiqi, she's not" Qiqi's voice in the mirror was anxious, lest I miss my mind, and reminded me repeatedly.
"You gave up your body and went to Qiqi's body, aren't you afraid that one day after being driven away from Qiqi, you won't even have a way back!?" I finally fully understood that in a sense, Yi Tian is still alive, what she lost is just her own body, and the real Yi Tian is in Qiqi's body.
"Near the water, originally, I arrested this girl just to hold the people of the Seven Gates hostage, but then I learned one thing, and I felt that this matter was more important than discarding the body, so I could only do this." The head turned back into the kind of voice that was neither yin nor yang that made people sound irritated, and said, "Do you know why I led you to Lianlian Mountain today?" Don't you think it's a place that feels very familiar to you? ”
Heavy pupils peep at the heart, although Qiqi's body does not have heavy pupils, but the instinct of peeping at the heart, as if it has been completely mastered by Yi Tian, she poked at the place I am most confused about now, Lianhuan Mountain, this is a place that makes me feel very special, in my memory, I have never been here, but I always feel strangely familiar.
But I didn't want to think so much at this time, and without waiting for the head to continue speaking, I suddenly reached out and grabbed it, trying to take the mirror on the table. I was confident that my speed was not much slower than the top spot, and I had taken the lead, but as soon as my fingers touched the mirror, the whole person seemed to be sucked in by the mirror, and I could no longer withdraw my hand. The mirror seems to have a strong attraction, sucking in the three souls of the person, and the soul is taken away by the mirror as if it is about to be separated from the body. My brain was dizzy with this attraction.
At a glance of the chaotic afterglow, from the dark corner on the other side, a human figure appeared silently like a ghost, and vaguely, I saw that it seemed to be a very old blind man, and his eyelids were rolled to reveal a pair of gray and dull eyes. The blind man was as thin as a ghost, with a string of blood-red prayer beads coiled in one hand, and his fingers were twisting rapidly.
I couldn't seem to hold it anymore, my hands were glued to the mirror, and I always felt that a part of my body was going to come out of my body and be tucked into the mirror, which was a more dangerous crisis than death.
Suddenly, I felt my frontal bone suddenly begin to brighten, flashing with bright light, and the circle of slowly rotating things in my forehead like a whirlpool hit my mind. For a while, I saw a river with a long history, and I saw a mountain with a ring on top of each other. The river was turbulent, the sky was full of dark clouds, and it seemed like a bloody rain around it.
In that moment, I felt like my body was about to crack open, shattering into countless pieces, and my blurred vision seemed to see a shadow fall from the dark clouds and blood rain to the foot of the chain of mountains.
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At this time, a muffled sound interrupted my train of thought, my mind suddenly sobered up, the roof above the statue did not know who had pierced a big hole, the bricks and earth fell downward, followed by a straight ash rod from the hole in the roof stretched in, Changhong through the sun, fast and sharp, this blow even the door handle next to him did not dare to resist, dodged to the side, when the ash rod poked down, the figure of the father also fell from the roof into the temple, he shook his hand with a stick, extremely powerful, Push the old blind man who just appeared into a corner.
Before the blind man completely retreated, the roof was shaken down by a burst of crumbling dirt chips, and the low and sturdy Pang Gouzi also jumped into the temple from above, Pang Gouzi's temperament was similar to that of an old ghost, although he usually didn't talk much, but as soon as he moved, that kind of domineering and fierce almost collapsed the entire ruined temple.
The two men struck left and right, forcing the blind man and the side door handle out together, and the two ash rods were still undiminished, slamming against the wall, and the rotten wall could not withstand this thunderous blow, and collapsed with a bang.
"Son, be careful." Dad hoarsely voiced, backhand shook the ash rod, on the mirror lightly, he did not know how many years of hard work on this ash rod, nearly two meters long stick flexible like his own fingers, the mirror was picked open, I got free, backhand off the coat, wrapped the mirror.
"Qiqi, don't be afraid, don't be afraid" I took the mirror with me, I couldn't tell whether I should be happy or worried, Qiqi was finally recovered, but I couldn't get out in the mirror.
A wall was knocked down, Maitreya and Jin Dashao, who were guarding outside, broke in with their feet, Pang Gouzi got up, shouted lowly, and forced the blind man to the dead corner of the wall in one breath with a stick, the old blind man gave people a gloomy and erratic feeling, but his skills were not very strong.
"Die!" Pang Gouzi was as silent as his father, raised his hand and struck it, and the stick smashed directly into Huanglong, and he was already forced in front of the blind man.
Bang
A hole suddenly broke in the corner of the wall, and a hand reached in through the hole and grabbed the old blind man. The dilapidated Dragon King Temple could not withstand the heavy pressure of this continuous pressure, half of the room was crumbling, the wall skin the size of the basin was falling off piece by piece, and we were afraid of being pressed underneath, so we also jumped out of the hole.
"Didn't you just want to lure us in! We're already here! Dad held the stick with one hand, looking at the side door leader who had been forced not far away, his eyes were calm, and the edges and corners of his body had been smoothed out like Pang Gouzi after years of hardship.
"Come out, come out." Pang Gouzi took a breath and stood beside his father, the two men were as imposing as dragons.
At that moment, I finally knew that in the long years, why the thin Qimen has been able to thrive and survive to this day, and the backbone of the Qimen people has always been straight and will not be bent by anything. It's a belief, but it's also a spirit.
Around the foot of the Lianhuan Mountain, there was a dense crowd of figures, in addition to those puppets who were acting as minions, there were also many masters of the Holy Domain. This is a trap caused by a mirror, a huge trap, I always feel that Qimen is prepared and prepared, but I didn't expect that just because of a mirror, it will trigger such a large-scale siege.
At the same time as these Sanctuary and the people of the side gate appeared, on the other side of the foothills, more than a dozen Miao people of Jiuli appeared. Led by a man in his forties, different from other Jiuli Miao people who are good at witchcraft, this person has a stocky figure, and he looks like a person who has practiced kung fu hard, although he is in his early forties, but he has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a handsome face, and a demeanor and momentum that is different from ordinary people between his gestures.
"Jiuli, Miao is no different." This middle-aged Miao man with everyone's bearing walked in a tiger step, step by step, calmly walking from the other side of the mountain, his gaze was not as evil as those Miao witches who had been immersed in voodoo Gu art all year round, with a bright and frank light, faintly convincing.
"This is the son of the head of Jiuli." Tang Baichuan dragged the ash rod, slowly walked over from behind, and whispered: "It looks very difficult to deal with." ”
My heart suddenly moved, when I met Miao Yu before, she had a dispute with other Miao people in Jiuli, and from the conversation between the two sides, it can be analyzed that Miao Yu's identity is transcendent, and it is likely to be the granddaughter of a very important head figure in Jiuli, and that head figure is the head of Jiuli and the head of Jiuli Palace.
Thinking about it this way, this middle-aged Miao man who is so calm and convincing that he will be Miao Yu's father?
"There are too many people on the other side." I whispered to Maitreya, feeling unsteady in my heart, will I be involved in the seven doors because of this mirror trap?
"Rest assured, just wait and see." Maitreya was not afraid at all, although there were many strong enemies around, he still wore that honest smile and said: "Knowing that this is a trap, my father and they are still coming, I won't be afraid of these people." ”