Chapter 503: The Entrance is a Thousand Plus More Chapter for Recommended Votes [Chapter 34]
Wushuang nodded and didn't say anything.
She looked at the main hall and walked inside.
This Hades temple has a courtyard though. But the construction is simple. Out of the courtyard of a large incense burner, is a large hall sitting south facing north.
Other than that, there is nothing more.
Inside the main hall, it was as quiet as ever.
I walked in side by side with Wushuang. I saw a clay statue of Hades enshrined in the middle of the main hall.
This statue wears a python robe and a jade belt, has a long beard, has a black face, stares at the eyes, and is looking ahead.
This appearance is a bit like Lord Yama on paper money.
Wushuang pointed to the clay statue and said, "This is Hades? β
I laughed and said, "This clay statue was definitely built by the villagers according to their own imagination." β
Wushuang said with some anger: "Where does this mud tire look like the king of Hades?" It's really amazing. β
We walked around the hall. There was nothing but the clay statues.
Where have all the villagers who knelt in the courtyard gone before? According to Lao Zhou, these villagers will not leave until the evening. Why can't we see it now?
Musou pointed to his feet and said, "If there isn't one above, then it should be below." β
I nodded.
The trace of Taoism in the underground has never been broken, and it seems that there is really something underneath.
I asked Wushuang, "Shall we go straight down?" β
Musou nodded.
I stomped my foot. The whole hall remained untouched.
I was a little surprised, and I stomped hard again, but nothing had changed here.
With that kick just now, I already contained extremely powerful Dao skills. But when he stepped on the ground, this technique sank into the sea and disappeared without a trace.
Wushuang looked at me in surprise, she naturally knew how powerful I was just now. It stands to reason that if this is empty, I can completely step on it.
Even if it's solid underneath, there should be a big hole. But here, it's still intact.
Wushuang thought for a moment and said, "Is there any prohibition set by the old Hades King here?" β
I nodded: "It's possible." But where are the villagers? Is there an entrance around here? β
The two of us began to fumble around in the main hall. From the candlestick, to the offering table, even the clay statue was removed.
There wasn't one inside the hall, so we found the outside.
Incense burner, futon......
Finally, the two of us met in front of the scum.
Wushuang pointed to a few shallow pits on the ground and said, "This big guy, it seems that someone has moved." β
I pushed hard, but I couldn't move at all.
Wushuang said: "How many catties does it have?" β
I said: "The weight is second, this guy has spirituality, and his strength is not much weaker than ours, and he doesn't want to move after the day, so it's useless to push." β
Wushuang pointed to the shallow pits on the ground and said, "If these shallow pits are made by it, then unless, it moves on its own." β
I nodded, took a breath, and slowly crouched down.
I patted him on the neck and said, "Brother, is the entrance under you?" β
There was no reaction, and it really looked like a stone statue.
But I haven't seen the ancient mosquitoes on the stele. I know this guy isn't as simple as it seems.
I inadvertently stroked the top of the scumbag's head. Finally, I felt a pair of his eyes⨠which had a different temperature from the rest of the eyes.
No matter how good the camouflage is, there are always flaws. No matter how invulnerable the body is, there is also a cover door.
I sat cross-legged in front of the. I said to Wushuang, "After a while, I will separate a wisp of soul and float to this." You are there to protect me, and don't let anyone disturb me. β
Wushuang nodded, and she said, "Be careful. β
I said yes. Then a wisp of soul was separated.
This soul is very small, even faint. If it detached from my body, it would be immediately out of my mind.
But I didn't let it get out of it. There is still a very subtle connection between my body and him.
My soul slowly attached itself to the eyes of the, and then forcibly invaded inside.
There is a saying for this kind of behavior, which is called ghost upper body.
However, it is probably the first time that a person's soul has entered the body of a stone carved from a stump.
At first, the stumbling eyes didn't react, but as my soul forced its way in, it finally couldn't stand it anymore and began to resist.
I secretly rejoice in my heart, it's good to have a reaction, it's good to have a reaction.
My soul was small, but it flowed like a spring into my eyes.
I didn't go much deeper before I was blocked by the spirit of the scum.
But I wasn't discouraged, because my real purpose wasn't to get into a ghost, but to have some connection with it.
I heard an indifferent voice, cold and stiff, like this stone. It asked, "What do you want to do?" β
I said, "I want you to get out of the way." β
He said coldly, "Impossible. β
There was a sudden realization in my tone: "If you say that, this entrance is really at your feet?" β
He felt that he had been fooled, and after that, he refused to speak again.
I threatened it, "If you don't get out of the way, I'll beat you to shreds." β
Although he had already made up his mind not to answer my words again, his self-conscious spring flowers still made him unable to help it, and he said arrogantly: "It's up to you? Unless the Hades King comes in person, my strength ......"
Halfway through his speech, he shut up.
I laughed and said, "It turns out that you really put it here by the Hades." β
I felt a little annoyed. Half of this annoyance is due to my cunning, and the other half is probably due to my own stupidity.
I said, "I know, you're not monolithic. Didn't you make way for another group of people today? I'm sure it's not the first time you've given way. Otherwise, the imprint there wouldn't be so messy. β
He didn't answer.
I sighed and said, "It seems that this is really a society where the strong are respected. The other party's strength is stronger than ours, so it can be like entering the house, and come in two or three times a day. If the two of us can't do it, we can't let your old man move his nest. β
He said lightly: "You are wrong. I gave way to them because they had tokens of Hades. And you, no. β
I asked, "A token of the old Hades?" What is it? β
He said lightly: "Blood." β
I was shocked: "Blood? Could it be the descendant of the old Hades? Her descendants ......"
Suddenly, I was shaken and asked, "Is it a little baby?" β
"Yes, it's a little baby, this little baby is amazing, although it only has a soul, but it has used the soul to transform the body, and the strength is ......."
I can't hear what I'm saying. My head was buzzing: "It's my child, it's my child......"
As if sensing my strangeness, the soul violently expelled me from him.
I screamed and fell to the ground. Then, the blood in his chest surged, and he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.
Wushuang hurriedly ran over, helped me up, and asked, "How are you?" This stone is so powerful? β
I waved my hand: "Nothing. It's not because of it. β
I vomited blood, breathing a lot easier, and then I said, "Our kids are down there." β
Wushuang was overjoyed, and then pointed to the stump and said, "What did it say?" β
I nodded: "It should be Wen Yu who took her and used her blood to enter below." This scumbag, only when he saw the bloodline of the old Hades, he was willing to let it go. β
Wushuang Daxi: "I can too." Then, without saying anything, she took out her peachwood sword and cut her finger.
Blood dripped little by little on the body, but the body did not move.
I looked at him suspiciously: "No, our children are all in." β
At this time, the stone-like scumbag slowly opened its mouth, and then an old voice came from its innermost part: "It is indeed the bloodline of the Hades, but it is useless. β
Wushuang was a little anxious and blurted out: "Why?" β
He said lightly: "You shouldn't be able to make soul locking rings anymore, right?" β