My finger was on the forehead of the large mink that was still in the air, and its forehead fur loosened and shifted like foam, cracking a gap, and the flesh meridians within the fur quickly broke off. As if conducting electricity, it quickly spread throughout its body, and the fierce gaze in its eyes instantly became dull and decadent.

Then I looked at the other minks jumping in the air, and there was a subtle explosion in their bodies, as if their flesh had been dismembered, and a mist of blood erupted from their throats, and their eyes were decadent. An invisible breath began on my body and traveled to the other side of the cave, passing over each mink.

My head hurt a little, my eyes were sore, and I lowered my hand that had been lifted into the air.

Everything that had slowed down came alive, and I heard all sorts of cacophony in my ears.

An Xiaowu turned his head to look at me, Ji Zizheng was holding a gun in his hand, and he was holding his head to protect himself. Because a large marten pounced on him on the other side, but strangely, the marten fell down with a bang on him, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were blank, as if he had been crushed by something.

And the mink in front of An Xiaowu also hit him, leaving blood stains on the clothes on his chest and falling at his feet.

They watched in horror as the herd of mink in front of them, which was supposed to pounce on them, all fell in an instant, and died on the ground without warning, and the group of black-pressed mink that followed by the leading mink also collapsed to the ground in an instant, motionless.

The calf-sized mink took a few steps back, a sharp squeak coming out of its mouth. It is supposed to be the king of these mink.

The mink king bared its fangs, its thick and powerful hind legs slammed to the ground, roaring and rushing towards me, I just raised my hand and grabbed it suddenly, five or six meters away, its huge body was pulled down by a huge force and hit the cave wall.

The mink king let out an angry and frantic cry, and once again it pounced on me, and when I stretched out my palm, it was immediately blocked by an invisible wall of qi, and it screamed.

The mink king's mouth is cracked. Two rows of horrific fangs were exposed. The hair on its neck stood up like steel needles, like the sound of metal clashing, and its front paws stuck into the ground like blades.

It stared at me with a bloody eye, and he slammed up from the ground, as fast as lightning, only to see a purple shadow hit me, and I tried to resist it with my own qi, but I only made it pause, and as a result, I was knocked away with great force, and his sharp claws left a bloody mark on my arm, which looked shocking.

I was knocked against the wall of the cave behind me, and I looked up at the top of the cave and realized that the space above my head was pitch black.

I could feel that this was the place where we fell from the old black lady's ruined temple into the hole. At this time, the top had collapsed, and I don't know what kind of force blocked the fall of the sand and the corpse.

And seeing the red and fierce light of the mink king rushing towards me again, opening his bloody mouth, my eyes were also red as blood.

The mink king screamed in the air, it was impossible to retreat, its eyes showed a frightened gaze, I jumped on his back, one arm strangled its neck, it hit the wall with me, I strangled his neck and did not let go, the mink king wanted to bite me but could not reach, could not tear me off with its sharp claws, it just jumped on the spot a few times, and was strangled to death by me in the struggle.

My eyes returned to normal, and I let go of the mink king, which was as big as a calf, and it lay on the ground, its eyes widened, and I could feel a breath similar to a spirit from its body.

An Xiaowu and the others looked at me with some horror and incredulity, they looked at the patches of corpses in the cave, and asked me: "Is this a Taoist technique?" ”

The power was terrifying, and I shook my head, not knowing why.

I asked, "How long has it been since we fell, and why are we still in this cave for years?" ”

"How many years?" Song Gang was a little surprised by my question. "We only fell in the cave for three hours at most, but even then we almost died at the hands of these minks." Bean Doctor Group No.

It turned out that after we fell from above the hole in the broken temple, I passed out due to the severity of my injuries.

When An Xiaowu and the others got up from the ground, they found that there was a hole under the black old lady's broken temple, and the most amazing thing was that there was a natural light in this cave, and they walked along the light, but they didn't see where the source of the light was after walking for a long time.

There are occasionally horrific paw prints on the walls of the cave on both sides of the cave, and it is not clear what animal has scratched them. At first, An Xiaowu and they wanted to wait for me to wake up before leaving, after all, I learned the aisle, and I would know more about these strange things than they did, but they heard what seemed to be a cat meow over their heads, and they thought it was a cat-faced old lady digging a hole to get in, so they put me on a dilapidated door panel, and Song Gang dragged me away, and the shotgun was handed over to Ji Zizheng.

They followed the cave to a hall, and in the center of the hall stood a pillar of heaven with an iron chain, and at the other end of the chain was a creature covered in dust, which seemed to be the remains of some kind of animal, but when they passed there, they did not know whether they had touched something, and the corpse suddenly came to life, and howled like a wolf above the pillar.

Then, countless minks swarmed down from the top of the pillar.

The mink is already fierce, and in the mountains, the larger martens usually dare to bite hyenas and even wild wolves, and there are incidents of humans being attacked by martens in many places.

But the mink is not an animal that goes out in groups, and Ji Zizheng and Song Gang both know this. When they saw a mink the size of a calf climbing down from the pillar, they turned their heads and ran.

Martens grow as big as calves and can tear even a tiger of average size, let alone them, and the shotguns in their hands are even more useless.

They fled all the way, killing many of the mink that pounced on them, but they were outnumbered, and finally they were cornered and returned to the starting point, and just when they thought they were going to die, I woke up.

I couldn't believe what they were saying.

"Three hours?" I muttered. "Why do I feel like I've fallen into a black hole of infinity for three years, with no sound and no light source?"

During those three years, I doubted the world, human nature, and myself countless times, and when I saw them at this time, no one could understand the feeling in my heart.

Ji Zizheng heard my words, frowned and said, "When the object is relatively stationary, it is actually moving. For example, if the box on the reels is moving, but the box is immobile for the reels, just as the earth is actually moving, and people can't feel its movement, you must have experienced some kind of special situation, in which the passage of time seems to be very slow, and this feeling will intensify infinitely, until the person goes crazy or commits suicide. ”

"In some special case, am I caught in a situation of enlightenment?" I listened to Ji Zizheng's words, and remembered that my master once told me that Taoist people will experience enlightenment several times in their lives, and the last time I saw my grandfather and myself in the dream of enlightenment, I saw butterflies and falling flowers.

Why can't I see it this time? And I was locked up in the dark for three years, and if I hadn't thought that there were too many people I wanted to see, I would have committed suicide by this time.

Ji Zizheng said: "I once read a report about this kind of situation, saying that a certain ** party caught the enemy's dead soldiers and wanted to get some information from their mouths, but no matter what methods they tried to make these dead soldiers submit. Flogging, branding, strangulation, stripping, execution, and even threats against their families could not make any of the dead speak. There are people in the world who are like this, they are not afraid of death, they are not afraid of pain, and they are not afraid of others threatening their lives and their families. Just when the military was helpless, a psychiatrist came up with a plan to lock the dead in a closed room without any sound or light source, with a few buckets of water, some food, and nothing else, closed for a month, and the psychiatrist said with certainty that the people would tell everything about it at that time. ”