Chapter 7: Jizo
I saw Ye Wuliang coming with a fist, and a punch hit the vital point.
Ye Wuliang turned around with lightning speed and pulled the sawdust of the broken table, and cut the neck of the shopkeeper, and the head of the shopkeeper fell in an instant.
And Ye Wuliang vomited blood from his mouth, obviously using his last strength.
Lying on another table, sometimes leaning against the wall, sometimes leaning against the pillar and walking towards the tavern.
Walk to the back door of the tavern and push it open.
Staggered along, the more I walked, the more panicked I felt, there was no house in front of me, and I only felt that the yin qi was permeated.
As far as the eye could see, the road on both sides became narrower and narrower, and gradually became two walls, from which strange stones protruded.
The blood from the wound of the night unscrupulous did not stop, and the more he walked, he felt that something was wrong.
Looking back, the scene frightened Ye Wuliang, and saw that Ye Wuliang's blood was floating in the air drop by drop, slowly seeping into the wall, and gathering on the strange rocks.
The stone was as terrifying as a freshly skinned human head.
I saw a faint stone gate at the end, and the stone gate connected the walls on both sides, like a city gate.
The night unscrupulous stopped, the heart went forward or backward, and after thinking slightly, he still took a step forward,
Gradually, I walked to the stone gate, looked up and forgot about it, only to see a plaque on the stone door, which read the words "Jizo Temple".
Ye Wuliang paused, but pushed the door open.
Dragging his heavy body towards the Jizo brake, he only felt trembling and exhausted, and he just wanted to fall asleep.
But the desire to survive made him insist, and when he looked up, he saw that the temple was actually enshrined in the Jizo King Bodhisattva.
He didn't understand how there could be such a temple, but he thought that it was important to save his life.
So he hid behind the statue of King Jizo Bodhisattva.
Realizing that he was bleeding profusely, he applied incense ash from the offering table to his wound and irritated himself with pain.
The beads of sweat on his face rolled down one by one, gritting his teeth, bleeding, and he only felt that his body could not support it.
Holding the statue with his hands, he slid down and slid onto the base of the statue.
Suddenly, a door seemed to open under Ye Wuliang, and Ye Wuliang casually fell in, and the secret door suddenly closed.
Hades and the others came to the tavern and saw the shopkeeper in a different place.
Several people were extremely angry.
"When you see that kid, you must make him a murderous corpse,"
The dry ghost hand glared and said:
"Third brother, look, there are blood stains on the ground, let's follow the blood stains to find it,"
The judge of the seven ghosts who spoke, Ye Wuliang was beaten down by him with the judge's seal.
The man was fat, like an executioner, but not as scary as an executioner.
His eyes were large, he was wearing a beast skin vest, he was wearing a belt, he had a big belly, and he had the judge's seal on his waist, and his face was kind, not like a fierce person, but he was a little happy.
Okay, just follow the bloodstains to find it, that kid is seriously injured, and he will definitely not be able to run far.
Several people followed the bloodstains to the temple,
"That kid has entered the Jizo Temple, I really don't know whether he is alive or dead,"
Dry ghost hand:
Several people entered the temple and followed the bloodstains to the back of the statue.
"Haha, that kid really entered the tunnel,"
Thousand Ghost Hand continued:
"So what do we do now?"
I saw the ghost judge weakly ask:
Just listen to Hades:
"Withdraw, since he entered the tunnel, it is impossible for him to come out alive,"
Then the thousand ghost hands said to the men:
"Sa. ”
Ye Wuliang fell into the tunnel and was thrown to the ground fiercely, which was originally seriously injured, but after this fall, the injury was even more serious.
Ye Wuliang propped up his body, climbed to the corner of the wall, sat down against the wall, and looked around, it was pitch black.
I just felt that the surroundings were wet, like water was dripping down.
And there was no sound except the sound of dripping water, and there was something strange in the air.
Ye Wuliang only felt that the injured part of his body was extremely painful, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, and the silence was terrifying.
But he didn't dare to let out a loud breath, only to hear his own heartbeat mixed with dripping.
Ye Wuliang stood up against the wall, leaning against the wall and walking inside, covered in black.
I couldn't see anything in front of me, leaning against the wall, pinching my legs, and moving forward step by step.
The palm of your hand touches the wall, it feels sticky, like a very thick liquid, put your hand in front of your eyes and smell it.
Those liquids exuded a faint fishy smell, and Ye Wu's conscience tightened, and he couldn't help but slow down, a little scared in his heart, and thought:
"It's a death to retreat, it's not good to let those people catch me, it's not good to make me a murderer, and it's a death at best,"
Ye Wuliang gave himself courage and walked inside.
I only felt that the fishy smell was getting heavier and heavier, and I couldn't help but cover my nose at night.
The air became damp, and the sound of my own heartbeat and dripping water was heard.
Suddenly, I only felt my feet slip and fell to the ground, Ye Wuliang was just about to turn around and get up, but before he could get up,
I only felt that something was rubbing against him, and I didn't dare to come out of the unscrupulous atmosphere at night, so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat, but I didn't lose my senses, and then I held the soul flute in my hand, and waited quietly for the movement.
When it was cloudy, the thing slid by Ye Wuliang again, and Ye Wuliang twitched casually, stabbing at the thing with all his strength.
I only felt that the thing was moving fast, slid by in an instant, it was pitch black, I couldn't see what it was, Ye Wuliang tightened his nerves, I only felt that my heart beat faster, and I suddenly felt helpless.
Ye Wuliang was so frightened that he didn't dare to move forward, so he stopped here, and suddenly the thing rubbed against the wall next to Ye Wuliang.
Ye Wuliang jumped up, this is a move made by Ye Wuliang under extreme tension, and rode on the thing.
The thing moved extremely fast, and Ye Wuliang lay on the back of the thing, only feeling in a trance, with nowhere to grasp it.
He pulled out the Imperial Soul Xiao and stabbed the thing in the back with all his might.
Suddenly, the thing shook in pain and screamed like a tiger's roar.
It made people scared in their hearts, screaming and running in at a high speed, and Ye Wuliang only felt that his limbs were weak.
Tightly grasping the soul flute that pierced into the back, he moved forward quickly, and there was gradually light in front of him.
The thing moved towards the place where there was light, and suddenly the thing bowed its back, and threw Ye Wuliang out of the way, slamming into the stone wall.
Ye Wuliang only felt that his bones were about to fall apart.
There was a pain in my heart, blood came out of my mouth, and I spit on the ground, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that it was a huge python.
The python was bloody, like fire, and had a pair of tentacles at the head of the snake.
It was like a dragon's tentacles, perched on a huge tree.
Around the Night Ring, there was a circular space, and a circular light shot down from it, shining on the ground.
Just in front of the tree, the tree was bright and clear, and it was red like a flame, and there was fruit on the tree.
The fruit was crystal clear and blood-colored.
There was blood flowing from the trunk, and the blood poured out of the ground, upside down, and poured into the fruit.
Ye Wuliang was stunned by the scene in front of him, and he couldn't believe it for a while, but he knew that this was what the master called the Dragon Rank Fire Tree. house