Chapter 327: Man-eating Python, Red Dust Tribulation Curse
The demonic aura was getting closer and closer, but it didn't rush directly.
The monster also seemed to have some wisdom, hiding in the dark and observing silently, slowly circling in circles.
Jiang Chen had just walked into the shadows where the torch could not shine, when suddenly a figure flashed in his eyes, Liu Qian appeared in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing?" β
"I ...... Make it easy. Jiang Chen didn't want to say more.
"Sneaky, there must be a conspiracy."
Jiang Chen found that the demonic qi had gone around to the other side, and seemed to be planning to make a move, so he ignored Liu Qian, moved and turned around, but saw Liu Qian take a step diagonally and stop in front of him again.
Jiang Chen's face changed slightly: "Miss Liu, what do you mean by this?" β
Xiao Mink stood at the end, winked at Jiang Chen, and stopped talking.
Liu Qian said awe-inspiringly: "What do you mean? You have to ask yourself. β
She threw a ball of things in her hand, Jiang Chen took it and saw that it was a ball of paper, spread it out and looked at it carefully, and there was a line of words written on it: The willows on the moon, not seen or scattered. Signed: Jiang Chen.
The font on the paper was exactly the same as Jiang Chen's previous handwriting, even if Jiang Chen himself, he couldn't tell the difference for a while.
Jiang Chen was taken aback, looked up and asked, "When did you receive it?" β
"Shen Shi." Liu Qian's throat seemed to have a piece of ice in her mouth, and her tone was cold.
Now that the romantic moment of the willows on the moon has long passed, it is almost midnight, and a noble lady like her has been released into a pigeon, so you can imagine how she feels, and her teeth are itchy with hatred.
Jiang Chen realized. No wonder Miss Liu looked at me very strangely today, I thought it was because of the grace of saving my life, it turned out to be because of this note...... But who wrote the note, and what was the person's intention?
Could it be one of these villagers?
No, Shen Shi himself hasn't met Qiao Toad's gang yet......
Jiang Chen thought about it for a while, Shen Shi, it was after his party met Lu Juxian in the camp. Could it be Lu Juxian's prank? But I don't know Lu Juxian, how can he imitate my handwriting? Could it be that he has used the "Time Travel" supernatural power......
Before he could think about it, Jiang Chen's eyelids jumped, and he felt a powerful demonic aura arrogantly pressing down on the camp, and blurted out, "It's not good-"
Liu Qian also noticed the change, and suddenly looked back, and saw a terrifying scene.
At this time, the meeting to reward the three armies was coming to an end, and everyone was still unsatisfied, and many people even sucked the oil on their fingers.
Exhausted, someone lay down on the spot, and after a while there was a sound of snoring.
Qiao Toad announced a rest, the military advisor arranged for everyone to return to the camp, and some of the remaining people cleaned up the mess, they heard a rapid sound in the air, looked back, and at the same time saw a terrible scene that they would never forget in their lives-
A black cloud shrouded it, and a huge python was added to the stone where General Qiao was standing, crushing the high stone to pieces.
The big python was thicker than the stone pillar, and it formed a hill when it was coiled up, exuding a strong fishy smell all over its body, and the tall python's head swayed slightly, and a pair of cold triangular eyes stared at everyone.
It had a bulge in its throat and was squirming slowly down its torso, as if it had just swallowed a good meal.
"Oh my God! General Joe, help! β
"General Qiao, hurry up and get rid of the demon!"
"Where's General Joe?"
When they panicked, people called General Qiao's name in unison, but they didn't see a response from the big savior for a long time.
In a chaotic shout, I don't know who said: "General Qiao was standing on that stone just now, could it beβ"
The python held its head high, did not spit out the letter, and stared at the ants silently, which seemed to be faintly accompanied by the sound of swallowing saliva.
Everyone saw that the bulge on the python's neck had slipped into the torso, and no longer squirmed, and suddenly came to their senses, their hearts and gallbladders were broken, crying for their fathers and mothers, and running in all directions.
No one can believe that the fourth master of Western Liaocheng, the hero of the world with great ambitions, and the people's General Engong Qiao has become a delicious meal for pythons.
Pity him for his unfulfilled ambitions!
But at this time, there was no time for General Qiao to grieve anymore. The python swallowed the food, and when he saw that these prepared supper snacks were running around, he flicked his tail angrily, and the stones burst and the sand flew away.
Xu Yuanshan, the military advisor who kept saying that he wanted to serve General Qiao to death just now, was the fastest, rushed too quickly and fell, and he didn't have time to get up and even rolled and climbed, and he rolled downhill with a grunt. However, he was originally a powerless scholar, and people did not count on him.
However, the attendant officer General Yang, as the second master in the team after General Qiao, someone called his name in the chaos, hoping that he would kill the demon and avenge General Qiao. However, General Yang has long since disappeared.
As the villagers fled, someone pointed to a stout figure in armor in front of them and said, "Isn't the person wearing a cloak in front of General Yang?" β
When the strong man in front heard this, he hurriedly tore off his red robe cloak and threw it into the grass.
Another humane: "General Yang is wearing a silver lion helmet, and he can be recognized at a glance." β
The strong man in front of him hurriedly turned under a large tree and ran to the path, and when he reappeared, his helmet was gone.
The villagers flocked to follow, and there were still people calling for friends: "Keep up with General Yang, he has two heavy swords on his back!" β
The strong man tore off the heavy sword behind his back, threw it into the ditch fiercely, and heard someone shout: "The fat man in front is General Yang, don't lose it, everyone!" β
The corner of the strong man's mouth twitched, this group of dogs still wants to force Lao Tzu to cut meat? He turned around in anger and roared, "Don't follow me! Scatter run, scatter run, understand? β
The villagers shouted happily: "Sure enough, it's General Yang!" β
"General Yang is here!"
"Everybody, keep up!"
Behind the grass, countless figures heard the news.
General Yang swallowed the scolding words back into his stomach, and hurriedly turned around and ran wildly.
Jiang Chen shot up, and the person jumped into the air, about to rush towards the giant python.
But at this moment, he felt an inexplicable palpitation for no reason, and his whole body stood on end, and his body was in mid-air, as if he was frozen and stiffened, like a frog targeted by a poisonous snake.
An unprecedented sense of crisis enveloped him, and he raised his head to the heavens, the source of which was the source of the void.
'Is there a peerless powerhouse staring at me?' β
The night was dark, without stars or moon.
In the depths of the chaotic firmament, Jiang Chen vaguely saw the shape of several tentacle-like mist.
As if he was left alone, while concentrating on guarding against the attack, the chaotic movements caused by the python under his feet were far away from him.
Jiang Chen's toes tapped on a small branch on the top of the tree, and when he concentrated on it, he found that the sense of crisis had quietly receded, as if the palpitations just now were just an illusion in his trance.
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Captain Zhang, the pioneer officer, rested relatively early.
He was in a good mood today after getting General Qiao's understanding, and he slept in a daze in the tent, when he suddenly heard the exclamations of the people outside and the screams of the military division, and many people were shouting General Qiao's name.
But what a steady and calm person Captain Zhang is, as the so-called Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his color remained unchanged, the noise of the outside world, the sound of heavy objects colliding, and the sound of the tent collapsing, all had nothing to do with Captain Zhang at this moment of sleep. In a trance, he faintly felt the heavens and the earth shake, and he swayed endlessly as if he was lying on a cradle.
After a long while, Captain Zhang opened his eyes, walked out with his clothes on, and asked lazily, "What's wrong?" β
No one responded.
Captain Zhang rubbed his eyes and found that the camp was in shambles, almost empty, and the two cronies standing guard at the door were nowhere to be found. To be exact, the entire camp, except for his small tent, was like a sand after the waves had destroyed it, and it was razed to a flat ground.
Du Shan and Ye Xingsoul stood in front of a giant python and beckoned to him: "Brother, come here and help." β
Captain Zhang shook his head a few times, suspecting that he was dreaming.
I heard Du Shan say again: "Hurry up, otherwise you General Qiao will die." β
Captain Zhang sighed with emotion: "Eh, what a big python! He trotted over and saw that the head of the python had been cut off. Du Shan ignored his stunned expression, stuffed him with a dagger, and beckoned him to move a knife at the python's stomach.
The three of them worked together to cut open the python's abdomen, and saw a person lying there upright, and it was General Qiao. His flesh was rotten, his upper teeth had bitten through his lower lip, and he was out of breath.
Captain Zhang saw Qiao Chan's miserable state, and his whole body was agitated, so he suddenly woke up, and fell to the ground with weak feet.
Dark sky, torches, blood.
Qiao Toad's corpse lay on the ground, and all kinds of heroic words in the day were still in his ears, and now he had become an unrecognizable corpse.
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Nine days away.
The black Floating Tower travels through the void.
In the floating pagoda, the monks bow their heads and chant sutras, and the bodhisattvas sit on the lotus platform.
The white-clothed and barefoot Jizo Venerable closed his eyes and meditated, and his divine thoughts connected the world.
After a long time, she received the message from the Wheel King, and her frowning brows stretched out with a faint sadness, revealing a bright smile. In the eyes of the few monks kneeling on the ground, the beautiful smiles were hideous and demonic, like a magic charm.
"Jiang Chen, you will soon be able to go to the Nine Shadows Abyss Prison to be your sister Guanyin!"
The body of the Futu Pagoda is slightly tilted, and in the stacked black tablets of life and death, dozens of names are faint and shining at the same time, and if you look closely, the names of Du Shan, Ye Xingsoul, Qiao Chan, Yang Ning and so on are impressive. It is the embodiment of the omen of death, which is equivalent to Yama's soul seduction, symbolizing irretrievable deathβwhen the Futu Tower descends into the world, it is the time when death is realized.
The only thing that needs to be considered is how to make the Futu Tower descend to the human realm silently.
Venerable Jizo pondered for a moment and chose a place to settle for the Three Realms. Passing through the ruins first, and then passing through two world jumps, you can directly descend to Jiang Chen's side. At that time, under the realm of the Law Realm of the Futu Tower, even if Jiang Chen had three heads and six arms, he could not escape the life-threatening blow of the Law of Death.
Gangfeng, Heavenly Fire, and Thunder gradually became sparse as the Futu Tower approached the human world.
Venerable Jizo raised his five fingers, and the cold breath of the dead wrapped outside the tower began to surge violently, turning into three huge pitch-black tentacles, connecting with the ruins.
The Futu Tower, wrapped in a black mist, passed through the passage little by little.
The monks clasped their hands together and recited the mantra silently, ready to go. As long as they descended on the human realm, they would be able to cooperate with the Jizo Venerable to launch a thunderous blow and send the living souls within a radius of several miles into reincarnation.
At this moment, a faint and ethereal wind music sounded in my ears, but I couldn't hear it clearly, I couldn't tell where it came from, and I couldn't tell its sound.
Venerable Jizo raised his eyebrows, opened his slender and charming eyes, and wondered, 'Who is it?' β
She was dual-minded, departing a wisp of divine thought to explore where the voice came from, and the spell that connected the two worlds in her mouth did not stop.
The body of the Futu Pagoda advanced slowly, and a third of the top had protruded into the passage of the two realms.
The wind music gradually became louder and clearer. It was the sound of a gentle flute, lovesick to the bones, a little bitter, if a lover whispered in his ear.
Venerable Jizo's mind was slightly in a trance, and the back outline of a man in white seemed to rise in front of him, turning slowly among the verdant bamboo forests, staring at himself in confusion, with a slight smile on his lips.
"Lord Buddha......" Venerable Jizo whispered these two words, and suddenly woke up.
The spell in her hand had stopped for some time, and the Futu Pagoda was stuck at the passage of the two realms, and the tower was only halfway through.
"Red Dust Curse"!
Venerable Jizo's fingers clenched violently: "Damn! β
Without the impetus of the Yin Spirit Death Qi, the Futu Tower could not advance or retreat, and even the black mist of the tentacles that wrapped the body of the tower was being swallowed by the natural healing power of the two worlds. The Futu Pagoda won't last long, and it will be cut into two sections from the middle by the boundary wall!
"Zhou Lingyu! It's you, a witch! The right arm of the Venerable Jizo was raised, the white sleeves were waved, and hundreds of millions of ghost-like fonts on the tablet on the tower body were lit up in response, and the black qi was churning, and they all rushed out of the tower.
The sound of the flute became louder and louder, as if it was blowing in the ears, and it was so vague that the listener unconsciously felt a nameless and anxious feeling.
The hands of the eight bhikshus trembled slightly, and all kinds of delusions involuntarily appeared in their minds, and the Sanskrit words in their mouths were incomprehensible.
Venerable Jizo's hands quickly sealed, her eyes contained the cold of midwinter, and she endured it without an immediate attack.
The top priority is to stabilize the Futu Tower first, mobilize more Yin Spirit Qi to protect the tower body, and avoid the end of the tower being destroyed and killed. The death of these useless bhikshus is nothing, but the hundreds of millions of tablets of life and death cannot be lost!
When she had no time to care, the red dust sound took advantage of the void and aroused the desire in her heart.
In a trance, the splendid red dust rolls in, thousands of beautiful dreams spread out in front of you, there is the power of the world, the wealth of the country, and the majesty of the world, or in the palace of Wanque to be crowned emperor, or in the Lingyun Peak enlightenment immortality, or with the beloved hand in hand strolling in the peach hill, all kinds of things, to name a few, are the most desired scene in the depths of the human heart.
Several of the monks could no longer hold on, lost their posture of sitting cross-legged, showed all kinds of ugly appearances, and rolled back and forth on the ground.
Venerable Jizo's mind also rose and fell with the sound of the flute, and she knew that she could no longer master the Futu Pagoda in her eagerness, and she must first defend against foreign enemies. Her eyes closed again, she turned to the source of the flute with an expressionless face, and stopped drinking: "Demon girl, you have committed all seven poisons, and you are riddled with evil, and it is impossible to escape!" β
The shouting sound was like a flood of bells, swinging away the yin and evil, and the soul lamp of the candlestick in front of him swayed violently.
However, the sound of the flute was melodious, without the slightest condensation, still wanting to lead the Buddha into the red dust.
Although Venerable Jizo was not afraid of the sound of red dust, the eight monks in the tower could not be as detached as her, and all kinds of desires were entangled into a heart-rending scream, which exploded in the floating tower.
The eight monks suddenly covered their heads, bleeding from their seven orifices, and fell to the ground with a puff.