To say that Xiao Japan's vision is really good, he can immediately think of hiding in this Buddha-like room, there are two very important factors: first, this is the closest to us, only a dozen meters, and he can reach it in a flash; Second, the door of this room has been specially modified, and it is thicker than any door in the underground base, and it cannot be attacked for a while.

With a greeting from Kato Waraji, we rushed in, and then repelled all the attacks that followed, and the gate was locked.

The Japanese boy and I turned the steering wheel lock behind the door, while the old monk repeatedly stamped his hands on the 20-centimeter-thick metal door. The "swastika" seal that we were surprised by before, he hit it five times as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. Of course, he immediately sat down on the ground, his chest thumping like a bellows.

It turned out that we made the right choice, and Master Zenzo and his gang did not brute-force the metal door as they did with the storehouse door. We stood behind the door for more than a minute, but the people outside seemed to disappear, and there was no movement. This strange scene made us doubt in our hearts, and at the same time, we couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground limply.

Either way, we managed to dance on the tip of the knife once, and then survived again.

To be alive is to celebrate.

However, when I came back to my senses, I suddenly realized something: what was the use of us escaping into this room?

In such a dead end, although it is safe for the time being, what is the difference between it and being in a prison cell? After being busy for most of the day, but running from one cell to another, not only did he not have food, but he also forced Sakurang to make up his mind to kill us, what other point was there? I recall that when we escaped from prison, Yao Yuan was desperately reluctant to participate, at that time I only thought that his courage was frightened, but now it seems that he was prescient.

I took a breath and was about to ask what was going on, when there was a commotion next to me, and the reason was that everyone noticed that there was one less person in the room and one more thing.

The one who is less is naturally the one-armed Muay Thai master, he was hit in the chest by the spell spirit doll, and fell to the ground, at that time, no one was anxious about his life and death, just fighting, and then when he ran away, every second counted, where to take care of so much, but when the door was closed, the one-eyed man found that his good brother "Brother Yang Guo" did not return safely;

And the one more thing is the fluffy spell doll.

This fierce little thing is crouching at Xuerui's feet at the moment, like a Chihuahua, not daring to move.

The one-eyed man didn't dare to open the door and joke with everyone's lives, but he was very resentful of the culprit who killed his brother, and wanted to kill the spell doll to vent his anger. Hearing his shouting, I couldn't help but laugh in my heart: I don't know how this spell spirit doll was transformed into a pom-pom ball from a spirit ghost, but I can also think that if you want to kill it, you can only use the power of the spell to eliminate it. If there is no suppression by Xue Rui, with the brute strength of the one-eyed man, let alone revenge, I am afraid that I will not be able to beat this obedient and harmless spell spirit doll.

Facing the roar of the one-eyed man, Xue Rui only explained lightly: "I have temporarily subdued this ghost thing, if you want to get out, it is a big help, if you also want to get out, think about it first." Hearing Xue Rui's words, the one-eyed man's face changed several times, and he knelt on the ground weakly and cried loudly. I didn't know what he meant by Thai, or the story between him and the one-armed man, but I looked at it twice and then fell silent.

The current situation does not allow time to grieve.

However, trapped in this room, the future is bleak, and everyone is gloomy, even Kato Haraji, who has the most will to escape, is silent, holding the only remaining Shikigami apricot. This little brother lost two Shikami in the battle just now, one of which was even destroyed, judging from his act of naming his Shikshami, even if he behaved hard-heartedly, but he still had a lot of emotions for his Shikami.

The old monk Batong sat on the ground for a while, then leaned on the door and listened to the movement for a few minutes, then sat up and sighed, saying, "They are waiting outside." originally wanted to sneak out of the gang, but he didn't come up with a mole. At this moment, as soon as Sakurang's No. 3 person Shanzang and No. 5 person Li Xin appeared, there was really little hope - especially Li Xin, the old monk I could still fight with at my peak, and now I have all my strength to erod, and I have no basis but to sit and wait for death......"

I was so tired that I didn't want to move like a dog, but when I heard him sigh like this, I crawled to sit down next to him, and humbly asked Why do you seem to be afraid of Li Xin, more than Shanzang? Isn't that guy the number three person, it stands to reason that he should be a little more powerful.

The old monk was a little puzzled by my curiosity in such a predicament, so he obviously hesitated. However, he finally sighed and said, it seems that you do not know the situation here, and you have become a prisoner in a daze, and we are also fated to tell you these things, so that you will not be a fool who knows nothing at that time.

As he said this, he was in a state of great prosper, like a dying sick man, with a desire to die. I will answer my questions about Sakurang one by one.

Sakurang, which means omniscient in Chinese, is a secret sect of Theravada Buddhism and a secret organization of black witch monks on the border between Myanmar and Thailand. Its origins are not too early, it was first created in the mid-nineteenth century by a man called Guru Grand, but it was carried forward and completed in the hands of a dark witch monk called Kurachana. This canchana was a natural leader, and in a short period of time he expanded Sakurang into a powerful man, and in his most glorious years, Sakuran even had the strength to fight the great Chinauka.

However, the most important contribution to Sakurang's rise was made by a mysterious man from China. He was a genius decapitator who reformed many of the dark arts and laid the foundation for Sakurang to this day. No one knew his name, because he himself had told others that an outcast did not need a name, so people called him Mr. Xu.

Mr. Hsu is now Sakurang's number two person, and he disappeared with the leader of the Chinuka, His Holiness Boro, during the battle between Sakurang and Chinaka forty years ago. Although he is missing, so far, no one has been able to shake his position.

After Mr. Xu disappeared, Cangcha Na was injured again and closed to death, and Sakurang slowly disappeared from people's sight. However, all this began to change after Master Zenzang became the third person: in the glorious period, there were many Sakurang capable people, and there were great masters everywhere, but most of them died in the fire fight forty years ago, and with the fading of the patriarchs, new people emerged - Zenzang gradually gained the recognition of the patriarchs because of his flexible mind and powerful skills, and mastered the power of the sect, but his strength was not top-notch. The No. 4 person below him, Mai Shenchai, is a first-class martial arts master, and the most powerful is the No. 5 person, Li Xin, this woman is the most powerful genius wizard in this base camp......

Also the kinkiest one!

The old monk's explanation attracted everyone, and they were surprised by this mysterious organization, I frowned, looked at the old monk and asked: "I still want to know a little bit about the Tao of the Queen, you old man, how can you know the Tao so clearly?" ”

He grinned and smiled with relief: "Because...... I used to be a nominal member of the Dark Witch Alliance of Chinuka. ”

He seemed to be proud and proud of himself to be a member of the Alliance of Descending Masters that Xiao Liao called evil.

We didn't speak, everyone was stuck here, it didn't matter how big the score was, the key was how to get out? The old monk said that the No. 4 person is not here all the year round, but the No. 3 person Shanzang and the No. 5 person Li Xin, who is highly respected by him, are here, we are blocked in this mouse hole, and there are many masters outside, how can we break through?

Fortunately, this underground base is not equipped with hot weapons in order to take care of ordinary people's chaos (the peripheral members with knives and spears can't fight the Sakurang elite, but equipped with modern weapons, it is not necessarily), otherwise, we are afraid that our fate will be even worse.

The silence lasted for ten minutes, and Xue Rui, who had been standing against the wall, suddenly raised her head, her long eyelashes fluttering, and said that they were coming......

As soon as the words fell, a gloomy and compassionate wind blew against the ground, blowing the spiritual flags hanging above the Buddha hall and shaking for a while, and our attention was all focused on the door, the old monk frowned, and muttered Impossible? Impossible? I've hit these five Morichi Heavenly Spells, but I still can't stop them from invading? Is this the heavens that are going to kill us? No! No......

As he spoke, his hands were frequently sealed, and all the negativity just now was swept away, and his fighting spirit was high.

After all, he is a man who cherishes life.

I was staring nervously at the door when I suddenly felt something wrong, as if I was being stared at coldly. I turned my head sharply and was shocked to see that the British photographer, Will, was nowhere to be seen. I'm scared, escape room? Xue Rui's face was also extremely nervous, and even her Tianyan Tong didn't notice about it. However, what was even more strange was that the source of the coolness I felt was actually the one-eyed man.

I looked at the Muay Thai master, and he was stiff as he tore off his clothes and wrapped strips of cloth around his fists.

He was so careful that he was like a girl who was concentrating on embroidery.

Then he looked up, and I saw a bloodshot in his eyes. I suddenly remembered what Shelley had said to me: "It is a terrible place, where the righteous become filthy, the pure become dirty, and the good become vicious...... and at this moment, the one-eyed man swung his fist at me, only the head, fierce and vicious, and the fist wind came to my face.

This is a classic Muay Thai move: "Javanese spear throwing, Ino stabbing sword!" ”