Chapter 42: What Exactly Is the Tower of Hell?
"Smack!"
Under Qi Xuance's scrutinizing gaze, Bai Zi fell steadily, and the dark double-rider corpse next to the chessboard finally stretched his brows, and at the same time, he also turned his head to look over.
It was a pair of unusually peaceful eyes, so much so that it softened its hard face, without the slightest stiffness like a stone carving, like a majestic and kind uncle next door.
"Sit down. β
He smiled and said the same thing as Kinugawa.
Qi Xuance ignored the two of them, and looked at the layout of the room with narrow eyes, the carpet, the old table clock, the small wooden table and the pot of green plants, all of which were exactly the same, and even the newspapers on the walls were rotten.
The only difference is that on the side of the old wall, there is a half-painted spear stuck, and it looks like it should be the weapon of the dark double horseman, but it has been stabbed into the wall for some reason.
After a while, Qi Xuance suddenly smiled, this place is like Pingjiang Lane, but it is by no means Pingjiang Lane, because there is no son in the old wall.
Dead things can be copied, but the unique aura of blood beasts can't be copied.
"You can sit down and watch slowly, don't rush. β
Oninugawa's chess skills seem to be much higher, and a black piece in his hand makes the dark double horseman on the opposite side think hard.
Qi Xuance once again set his eyes on the face of this handsome middle-aged uncle, thinking about this journey, the anger in his heart couldn't be suppressed.
"What are you sitting on, in order to find you Lao Tzu has been angry and suffered all the way, you bastard still have the heart to play chess?"
He almost pointed at his nose and scolded the other party, with a little finger, an invisible chain rolled up the chessboard between the two, snapped, shattered, and the black and white scattered to the ground.
Qi Xuance's words and deeds were sloppy and horizontal, but the Ghost Nu Chuan and the Dark Twin Horse Corpses laughed together.
Their smiles came from the bottom of their hearts, and the folds on their faces were squeezed out, like the expressions of two elders after seeing the farce of a child.
Ghost Nuchuan took a sip of fragrant tea, smiled and sighed: "No way, Go is the most complicated human game in my memory, and it is the only one that is most suitable for this world." β
Why Go is the most suitable for this world, Guinu Chuan did not explain further, and Qi Xuance didn't care about the evil fire, because his pair of narrow and bloody eyes stared at the black and white chess pieces on the black carpet.
The chessboard shattered, and the Go pieces were scattered all over the ground.
however
The shattered sawdust of the chessboard flew back to the tea table little by little, like moths to a fire, and the chessboard was restored to its integrity as if it were being played upside down.
The chess pieces all over the ground rose one by one, as if giving birth to invisible wings, and each fell back to its original position.
In the blink of an eye,
The chessboard is also the chessboard, and the chess pieces on it are even more accurate.
"Smack!"
The dark two-horseman who was thinking hard fell and everything was so harmonious, as if the chessboard had never been damaged.
This scene surprised Qi Xuance, and his eyes full of anger also brightened.
Amazing, really magical.
Although this room is not a real Pingjiang Alley, it is by no means an illusion, but a real stable space, and more importantly, in the process of restoring the chessboard, Qi Xuance did not notice the slightest fluctuation.
It's simply impossible.
Because whether it is the power of the Charm of the Holy Land of Pingjiang Lane, or the power of the secret realm of the Holy Land of Shiva, or the power of magic in the Holy Land of the Holy See in the West, or the power of forging the body of the Holy Land of the African Chieftain. Although the powers of the four holy lands are different, when they can be used, they will inevitably cause air fluctuations.
This is true even for hellish creatures, because supernatural forces are inherently related to nature.
But at this moment, the chessboard between the two of them was obviously beyond Qi Xuance's cognition, under the black line square, the chessboard was smooth and bright as new, as if the shattering just now was just his fantasy.
"Curious?" Ghost Nu Chuan casually dropped a son and smiled: "I will be curious when I first see this scene, me, him, we are all like this." β
The dark double horseman also shook his head with a wry smile: "Yes, I still remember that I didn't believe Brother Chuan'er's words at that time, and almost demolished the entire building, now that I think about it, it's really ridiculous." β
The two sang and harmonized, but the surprise in Qi Xuance's eyes disappeared little by little.
Curiosity must be curious, but Qi Xuance really doesn't want to follow the rhythm of the two hell subspecies, which will make him very unhappy!
Therefore, he, the unqualified owner of Pingjiang Lane, scolded directly!
"As soon as Lao Tzu came in, you two goods were chattering and greasy and crooked, what are you sitting and curious, putting on a look of virtue that we have mysteries you want to hear or not......
"The question isβis it for small talk that I'm trying to climb up layer by layer?
The two of them who were fighting against each other spitted hard, and Qi Xuance said hatefully: "You two don't have any good goods, I can't get used to anyone, but your life is better." He pointed to the Ghost River, "Because you know the old man of my family, you can live." β
After he said that, he looked at the dark double rider corpse, "You are different, you look like a dog now, you look kind, but you can't keep any bad water in your stomach, take a step back and say, even if you change your evil and return to the right, but you can't stand it and have a fellow brother to pinch it, therefore, you have to die." β
Qi Xuance's words in this vernacular are extremely serious and unstingy, that is, arrogant and unreasonable.
Ghost Nu Chuan and the dark double horse corpse glanced at each other, and before they could speak, they suddenly heard a "boom", the wall on the second floor exploded, and a black horse with a gun broke straight in, and said coldly: "Brother, go!" Needless to say, this black horse is the other half of the dark double horse corpse.
Rubble flew over the heavy old walls, and the sunlight from outside poured in.
however
The next moment,
The room suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
The large amount of gravel and cement that splashed into the air suddenly stopped, and even the invisible sunlight was locked by some force, distorting in space, showing an illusory brightness.
The dark twin horsemen who broke in to save their brother were stuck in the wall, riding a headless human mount, armed with a quaint lacquered spear, and was full of lifeless breath, but it was useless...... Such a powerful subspecies of hell was pitifully trapped in the old wall and could not move.
What's even more pitiful is that;
The broken masonry of the old wall began to recover, and countless pieces of broken stone slowly flew back......
It was a terrible scene.
Because the miserable dark knighted corpse was sandwiched between the sharp stone and the old wall.
I don't know what kind of terrifying power the broken stone block has been endowed with, and the powerful creature ranked first in the mid-level Hell subspecies has turned into a sandwich meat floss alive.
Right away
Qi Xuance heard the sound of bones and flesh being crushed and shattered, and the piercing sound kept creaking as the pieces of rubble were backfilled.
In the cracks of the rubble of the old wall, which had not yet been fully restored, a large amount of fishy black blood began to overflow, flowing down the wall one by one.