A very thin sound sounded on the roof of the roof tiles, but Jing Yue and the eldest lady still heard it, in front of these two corpses, in this silent night, it looked quite terrifying.

The two did not choose to stalemate, but chose to take the initiative.

With a bang, the spear in Jing Yue's hand came out like a dragon, straight through the floor, stirring!

The roof tiles of the attic were torn apart like paper along the walls.

Almost at the same time, something jumped from the roof of the building to the nearby rock, and let out a low roar.

In the dimness, the first thing Jing Yue and the eldest lady saw was a pair of big eyes like copper bells.

I saw that its face was covered with textures, its hair was flamboyant, and the texture was the same as that of the moire.

Lion?

The first time he saw this thing, Jing Yue's mind was this thing.

It's just not the kind of lion you saw in the zoo in your previous life, but the kind of lion you saw during the dragon and lion dance.

These folk folk customs have archetypes after all.

When Jing Yue saw the lion dance in his previous life, he wondered if this kind of lion existed a long time ago, but it disappeared later, so he had the image of this lion dance.

The scientific archaeology of the previous life could not delve into it further, but he was sure that there were still such lions in this world.

To be honest, the lion dance represents auspiciousness, and it usually looks festive and lively, but when such a lion pestle is really in front of the two, it looks a little scary.

Yes, it has big eyes, and its gaze seems to have substance, which makes people's hearts beat faster.

Those textures on the face, with mildew spots in the middle, look full of rotten smell.

A gust of wind blew, and a strong fishy smell drifted over, and Jing Yue and the eldest lady's expressions became more serious.

The festive lion dance represents auspiciousness and festivity, but the lion in front of you brings decay and coldness.

In the next moment, this meaning reached the extreme in an instant, so that Jing Yue and the eldest lady's scalps were tingling.

The flesh of the lion's body was torn open at once, and those openings were bright colors, like a mouth wriggling and making a dull sound.

From here, it looks like countless people are stuck in that quagmire, and only one mouth is left to gasp.

"Roar!"

The lion leaped and pounced.

At first, the speed seemed to be very ordinary, and the spear in Jing Yue's hand shook, and he was about to disembowel it, but in the next moment, his expression changed, and the mixed yuan in his body swept out violently, enveloping himself.

It sounded like a bolt of lightning.

The tail of the lion dance swept coldly, fast and fierce, and the momentum sank.

There was an explosion, like spring thunder falling to the ground, and in the eyes of the eldest lady, the ice sculpture that Jing Yue turned into was pulled out and fell into the mountain wall with a bang.

"Ahh

The eldest lady had just thought about it, but the lion had already set his eyes on her.

The eldest lady reacted very quickly, and her body rolled on the ground.

There was a pop, and a clear ravine appeared where she had just stood, and the broken wood was almost blown to pieces.

The tail of the flesh flicked to the ground with a clear snapping sound, as if it really contained the power of thunder and lightning.

In the next moment, the lion dancer roared violently, and its whole tail was clubbed to the ground, so that its body stood up like a human.

From here, you can clearly see the cracked "mouths" under the abdomen, all of which make a dull sound.

The little white flower in the eldest lady's hand waved violently, and several crystal sword rune lines shot out and swept towards the lion.

As a result, in the next moment, the snow-white sword rune became a blur, and a cloud of ink swept in from it.

This mass of ink is the "saliva" coming out of the mouth of the other party's abdomen!

For a moment, the air became distorted and deformed, and the ink seemed to be full of endless dangers.

At this time, the eldest lady's back was already attached to the mountain wall, and the ink color came very quickly from small to large

Fierce, obviously it was the size of dough one moment, but the next moment it swelled up, like a dark cloud, completely blocking her way.

She could only raise her sword and sweep it, choosing to resist hard, but at this time, a cold light lit up and crossed in front of her.

The whistling wind swirled and flew out, only to see Jing Yue holding a spear, the body of which revolved around him, guarding his body as if sealed, and at the same time, stirring the ink together.

A sound similar to a crane's chirp sounded, and the swirling gun shadow suddenly tore the ink completely like a pair of stretched silver wings.

This is Jingyue's favorite white crane with bright wings.

However, he also felt the difficulty of fighting this black group.

It looked like a cloud, but it was actually very sticky, and the spear entered it as if a myriad of hands were pulling at you, trying to remove your weapon.

And his body immediately brought out a strange tremor, which was dissolved with the strength of the Broken Word Technique.

Seeing this, the lion jumped back, and the mouth behind it snapped and spat out strings of black juice.

These juices turned into sharp swords in an instant, and they attacked Jing Yue.

Seeing this, Jing Yue put his spear on the ground a little, leaned over, and made a gesture of maple fire piercing his heart, like a nimble swimming fish, and rushed past these ink-colored swords.

Before his feet hit the ground, a cold light suddenly lit up.

The long sword at his waist buzzed out of its sheath, and by the way, it brought out a "one-word sword talisman".

Whew!

Jing Yue stabbed seven swords in a row, and seven one-word sword talismans were drawn out, like flowing water.

Of course, the sword talisman he learned from the eldest lady was more than the "one-word sword talisman", but for so long, his favorite and most convenient use was still this sword talisman.

It was the first sword talisman that the eldest lady taught him, so it was like a first love, which made people unforgettable.

The one-word sword talisman is actually quite limited when it is cast alone, it is basically equivalent to casting a more condensed medium and long-distance sword qi, but this thing can't stand Jing Yue's speed.

Because of their handiness, the two of them couldn't breathe, and the eighteen one-word sword talismans stabbed through like a net.

The sword talisman passed, and the air twisted, bringing out a humming sound.

The lion dancer suddenly realized that it was difficult to dodge, so he roared and slapped it with his paws.

With a snap, the thick claws struck the sword talisman with a muffled sound.

Because of the rough skin and thick flesh, these sword talismans can only break through its skin superficially, and cannot cause attacks that go deeper inside, but after all, its movements become one after another.

At this time, Jing Yue stood at the edge of the attic, holding the tail of the gun, and the entire spear had been dragged behind him.

"Roar!"

Jing Yue stepped forward, and the muscles and bones of his body were connected in an instant, dragging the spear behind him and smashing it out!

In the process of smashing forward, the body of the gun suddenly accelerated, turning into an afterimage, and the entire body of the gun was like a crescent moon, bent violently.

And the smoke and dust around it and the air also flowed like flowing water, which showed the horror of this smash.

The lion dancer also noticed this, its hair stood solemnly, and its pupils contracted, but its sword talisman dragged its position, and it couldn't dodge Jing Yue's charged blow.

It could only bow its body and raise its thick claws in a panic.

With a bang, the body of the gun and the lion's claw met, and the thick and hard lion's claw had broken and collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood was smashed into a blood mist by the gun's strength before it could fly out, and everything seemed to be devastated.

From here, Jing Yue, who stood on the edge of the attic and flew to smash this shot, was like a day by day Kuafu, and Hou Yi who shot the sun looked magnificent.

Immediately after, the whistling spear slammed into the lion's head.

The skull also sunk and sank, and blood splashed, but to Jing Yue's surprise, it didn't completely burst.

The moment the spear head smashed the opponent's head with a spear body like a crescent moon, it was like smashing on some kind of incomparably solid golden shu, and even bloomed with brilliant sparks.

However, although the lion's head did not completely burst, the whole body

fell straight into the mountain next to the attic, and then with a bang, half of the attic where Jing Yue was standing collapsed.

The mountain cracked, the stones rolled down, and a large pit appeared in the lion's head, and the brass bell-like eyes were slanted.

It struggled to get out of it, but a shadow fell from the smoke and dust.

There was a bang, and the black spear whistled and smashed down, and the body of the gun shook into a cloud of phantoms.

The lion wanted to fight back, but his body was not controlled at all, so he could only continue to sink with the ravine on the mountain, and then Jing Yue's spear smashed down violently.

Ten shots smashed down with great force, with a terrifying force of word breaking.

The lion's massive head finally burst into flowers, revealing a black, severed neck.

Jing Yue smashed the other party from the height of the third floor of the attic to the second floor underground.

He gasped for breath, only to think that this dog and lion were really powerful, and made him sweat, so he ripped open his clothes.

So where is Jingyue still a little weak scholar now, just put it on the battlefield like that, it is purely a fierce existence like a meat grinder.

Since she released those sword talismans, the eldest lady has not intervened.

Because Jing Yue's style of play is really domineering.

Looking at the domineering marksmanship, the eldest lady couldn't help but think of that woman.

After all, she left too deep a mark on him.

In this situation, the eldest lady actually felt a little sour.

However, she quickly reacted, and she felt that this flying vinegar was inexplicable, after all, there was the corpse of such a terrible thing in front of her, and they didn't know what unknown danger was hidden in this Tibetan Sea Temple.

The movement that Jing Yue just made was too big, if there were other "people" in the temple, he would definitely find out.

What about the sneak that you say?

After Jing Yue smashed the lion's head and exploded, he still didn't dare to be careless, and quickly made up a few shots on the headshot corpse, and only after confirming that the other party was dead, did he put his mind at ease.

At this time, he couldn't help but have a very absurd idea in his head, that is, did he count as hunting rare animals?

There should not be many prototype lions for this lion dance, after all, he has been in this world for so many years and has never heard of such a lion.

The eldest lady has not heard of it either.

Like the two monks before him, the dead lion blossomed.

It was from the "mouth" of this lion that the flowers emerged, and at first glance they looked like people holding flowers with their mouths.

It is quite a romantic posture to hold flowers with a mouth, but if you put it here, it will not be beautiful when it is connected to the lion, and it can even be said to be very scary.

Jing Yue looked around and confirmed that nothing was approaching, and couldn't help but wonder, "This lion has also cultivated the method of immortality?"

Yes, otherwise it's hard to explain these flowers that grow on it.

At this time, the eldest lady suddenly picked up the gravel that had just slipped down from the mountain with her sword, and said, "What is this?"

Jing Yue walked over to take a look, and suddenly found that it looked like an iron book.

However, the iron book was twisted and deformed, and it was covered with gunshot marks.

"That's what I smashed?" Jing Yue hesitated.

He couldn't help but recall the sound of metal crashing as he smashed the lion's head.

Could it be that this is what was just smashed?

In other words, this iron book was previously embedded in this lion's head?

Did the lion do it himself, or was it someone else?

If it was the latter, he felt only a burst of malice.

At this time, the eldest lady had already walked over with the oil lamp from before.

Jing Yue leaned over to look at the stinky iron book, and found that this thing was badly damaged by himself, but some words could be vaguely seen.

Looking at these words, Jing Yue was already sure of one thing, what was engraved on it was the scriptures of the "Luojia Fa Interpretation", which were the same as the scriptures that the two monks had studied before.

This lion really cultivated immortality because of this?

No wonder

He didn't feel any auspiciousness in the other party, only felt evil and cold.

Because the immortality method of this Tibetan Sea Temple is weird, even the Tsering Bodhisattva enshrined in the main hall is the same.

The two of them couldn't help but think of the absurd image of the monk and the lion who was supposed to be a beast studying this strange immortal method together.

If it is really as stated in the "Loga Dharma", then these two monks and this lion should have seen Tsering Bodhisattva in their dreams, so they obtained this method of immortality......

However, what made Jing Yue and the eldest lady happy was that they made such a big move, and there was still no movement around, does that mean that there are no living creatures in the entire Zanghai Temple?

They didn't want to see anything anymore, anyway.

Jing Yue could almost guess that the monk of Zanghai Temple disappeared overnight and no longer walked outside, I am afraid it is related to this secret method of immortality.

After resting for a while, the two decided to go find the Tibetan Sea Flower.

This place is really evil, and it is really not worth staying long.

The attic is followed by a mountain trail that leads down to a snow-covered mountain wall with statues of various gods.

These statues are not Tsering Bodhisattvas, but more like the product of the fusion of Tibetan Buddhism and Middle-earth Buddhism.

At this time, the two of them heard the sound of water.

A misty mist appeared on the road ahead.

The two water spirits only took a light breath and determined that it was a hot spring.

The mist from this hot spring, and there should be a hot spring underneath.

Sure enough, through this misty mist, a pool of hot springs appeared in the sight of the two.

Because of the fog, it is not clear how wide the hot spring is.

The two continued on their way, then stopped at the same time.

Because at this time, Jing Yue and the eldest lady both heard the sound of chanting coming from the mist on the right side.

Anyone else?