Chapter 63: The Cylinder

"Quack—"

My fist clenched unconsciously with a crunch.

My anger is not about dignity or face, but from indifference, a self-righteous disregard.

At that moment, in Shen Ningmeng's eyes, I was just a clown jumping off the beam, but she was a goddess who was high up and despised or even ignored a vulgar character like me.

I only felt the anger in my heart surging upward, and I unconsciously took a step forward: "You say it again." ”

"Brother Li, calm down...... Protect Ningmeng! Cheng Ming saw that he couldn't stop me, so he simply gave an order.

When more than a dozen guns pointed at me at the same time, the other party's fingers also pressed the trigger, and the murderous aura of the mountains and seas pressed me in an instant with a strong sense of suffocation.

When I instinctively stretched my hand behind my back, Tan Yue suddenly stepped forward: "Shen Ningmeng has a problem." ”

Cheng Ming was stunned for a moment, and immediately subconsciously asked, "Won't it?" ”

I also snapped over. Although Shen Ningmeng is cold, he is not conceited, let alone aggressive, even if he is not used to my approach, he will choose to ignore it, instead of confronting me at this time.

When my gaze moved down slightly along Shen Ningmeng's face, I suddenly saw a cyan mark on the cuff of her left hand, which looked like a tattoo.

"Human Skin Talisman!"

My first reaction was that she had also been labeled with a human skin charm.

"Surround her ......"

Before I finished speaking, Shen Ningmeng had already dodged and pounced on Cheng Ming. Because we were facing off just now, I, Cheng Ming, and Tan Yue just stood in a zigzag shape, and he was the only one in Cheng Ming's direction, which was also the best way for Shen Ningmeng to break through.

Sure enough, when Cheng Ming saw Shen Ningmeng suddenly rushing in, he just subconsciously raised his hand, put the pistol back, leaned back, and simply made way for her.

"Stop!"

Tan Yue and I shot at the same time, one reaching out to grab each other's shoulders, and the other whipping around each other's ankles.

Just as the two of us were about to meet Shen Ningmeng, Cheng Ming suddenly rushed out from the diagonal bottom, hung his arms and met my eagle claw with his shoulder, and kicked Tan Yue's whip with one foot.

Worst!

Tan Yue's hand was quite measured, but Cheng Ming greeted me with his injured arm, if I grasped it with one claw, he would definitely be injured and injured, I had to change my tricks halfway, and I retracted my hand halfway.

In the blink of an eye, Tan Yue's whip had already wrapped around Cheng Ming's left leg, and the latter had an unstable footing, and the whole person fell directly to the ground. The soldiers who rushed up to support Cheng Ming next to me also blocked my way at once.

I turned around and yelled, "Ribs, bite her!" ”

The ribs that followed nearby suddenly pounced forward, opened his mouth and bit Shen Ningmeng's leg. The sharp wolf teeth only almost grazed Shen Ningmeng's calf, although they ripped off a piece of Shen Ningmeng's flesh, they failed to bite her calf, and watched the other party flee from his eyes into the distance.

"Stop that wolf!"

"Don't shoot......" After Cheng Ming, who was half-lying on the ground, shouted, I saw the soldier turn the muzzle, and immediately rushed to the soldier, reached out and grabbed the barrel, and suddenly raised the muzzle into the air, the other party also pulled the trigger, and the machine gun almost grazed the top of my head and spewed out a string of tongues of fire.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot...... Put the gun down! Cheng Ming didn't expect the soldiers to shoot, so he jumped up in fright and shouted angrily: "Who told you to shoot......"

"Shut up! Take your people back! After I yelled, I chased in the direction where Shen Ningmeng had fled.

Cheng Ming didn't listen to me, and only hesitated for a moment before leading someone to follow. Tan Yue ran behind me and shouted, "Cheng Ming, I warn you, no matter what happens for a while, you must listen to our command." Otherwise, if you kill Shen Ningmeng, you will be the culprit. ”

Cheng Ming chased forward without saying a word, God knows if he listened to Tan Yue's words.

How could a human skin charm suddenly appear on Shen Ningmeng's body?

First Xue Xiu'er, then Shen Ningmeng, they are all fleeing in the same direction, what is there over there?

One question after another flashed through my mind, but I didn't have time to think about anything else, so I had to chase it all the way.

I watched Shen Ningmeng jump out of the courtyard from the gap behind the deserted temple, and he also followed the ups and downs and stood outside the wall.

At this time, Shen Ningmeng had already stopped in front of a clay jar with spirit talismans.

Sitting on the cylinder? Tank burial?

Sitting in the jar is the ritual of the death of a high monk, or the featherement of a Taoist priest, and all of them use special burial jars. But the tank in front of me is not much different from the water tank used in the countryside, except that it is dark and larger.

It would be wrong to say that it was a tank burial. I've heard of jar burial, which is the custom of burying a body in a kind of pottery vessel. Most of the "urn coffins" used for burial are two urns butted and buckled, and there is a small hole at the bottom of the two urns, which means that it is convenient for the soul of the deceased to enter and exit.

The big vat in front of Shen Ningmeng was clasped on it by a basin-shaped vessel made of white iron, and even if there were holes on the top of the iron basin, it should have been suppressed by the spirit rune. Does that mean that ghosts are not allowed in?

What's more important is that the tank burial has existed a long time ago, earlier than the appearance of the tank, but the things of the tank burial all appeared in the Yellow River Valley, and there has never been this habit of burying people in the Northeast.

I couldn't help but gasp when I saw the vat. Regardless of whether the monk or the Taoist priest in the sitting tank is the existence of the ghosts and gods in the final suppression of the barren temple, it is not something we can afford to provoke.

At this moment, Shen Ningmeng reached out and grabbed the spirit talisman on the sitting tank.

"Stop her!"

Tan Yue and I rushed towards Shen Ningmeng almost in order, and it was too late for me to reach out and press her shoulder, so I could only take two steps sideways, raise my hand and shoot a walnut straight at the opponent's wrist. At the same time, Tan Yue's long whip also stopped and threw it at Shen Ningmeng.

The two of us made a move, although it was as fast as lightning, but it was still a step slower than Shen Ningmeng's palm. When I saw that the walnut was about to get close to the other party's wrist, Shen Ningmeng's fingertips had already grasped the spirit rune.

Even if my walnut can hurt the opponent's wrist, it won't stop her from tearing off the talisman. Forced to helpless, I raised my hand again, and sealed the cylinder with two knives in unison. This knife does not seek to kill the enemy, but just to buy a little time.

Between the lightning and flint, the iron walnut undoubtedly hit Shen Ningmeng's wrist, and the latter's gesture followed, but the fingertips ripped off the spirit rune. The two throwing knives also plunged into the gap between the two cylinders.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound like a golden symphony in the clay jar, as if two blades had collided in the jar. The violent vibration was between the whirling and agitating in the tank, as if it had condensed into an explosion, and the surrounding area of the tank also exploded at the same time.

"Let's go!"

Before my roar fell, Tan Yue's whip had already entangled Shen Ningmeng, and after dragging her to the ground, he immediately rushed over, grabbed the whip and wrapped it around her several times before carrying the person on his body.

I didn't even care about the flying knife, I turned around and ran away to protect Tan Yue.

It's not that I don't feel sorry for my flying knife, but leaving the knife at the mouth of the cylinder can also play a short-term suppressive effect, which can buy us a little time. Once I took the risk of retracting the flying knife, not only would I have to face unknown dangers immediately, but I would also have to take into account a Shen Ning dream......

After I rushed to Cheng Ming's side, I saw the other party standing there motionless, and I couldn't help but roar angrily: "You are stupid! Come on! ”

Cheng Ming carried a pistol and said with a smile: "Protect Ning Meng and leave quickly, my palace!" ”

I was furious: "You're crazy! It's not the time to want to be a hero......"

Cheng Ming said softly: "I don't want to be a hero, I can see that without the queen of the palace, none of us can get out." Don't waste time! ”

"!" I really want to beat him up now, but I have to admit that he is telling the truth: "Lao Tzu is with you!" Tan Yue, you and the ribs will go first with the people. ”

I turned around awe-inspiring and stood side by side with Cheng Ming: "Show your military badges and ranks!" ”

I heard the old walnut say that the stronger the national fortune, the more prosperous the military might. When the national fortune was at its peak, the general led the troops, and the gods and ghosts avoided it, even if there was no general, the military might could directly suppress the ghosts. When he was a bandit, there were grass kings everywhere, and the country's fortunes were weak, so there was no such thing as a great army, and the officers and soldiers were not as strong as the bandits when they entered the mountains.

As for the matter of letting the officers and soldiers suppress evil spirits, the old walnut has only heard of it, but has not seen it.

Now that I've been forced here, I just have to give it a try.