Holy Bone

Chapter 254 The monkey must die!
A dying monkey lying in a pit.

It was covered in blood and looked weakly in the direction of the human-dragon man.

Even though the human-dragon man possessed the strange recovery ability of his body, he was still shrunk by the suppression of the general captain, unable to pull out his hand to save it.

General Du Wei's vigor and inner vigor are so powerful that it is shocking.

This is definitely the martial arts master in the army.

wherever.

Leaving the sky full of true energy fists.

The human-dragon man's body was blasted time and time again, and the human-dragon man retreated steadily.

The monkey looked at the leather string murals on the cliff wall dying.

Those leather string murals are like skin shadows, peeled off from the rocks, eat the merits and virtues of Mr. Fengshui, and recite the incense of Mr. Fengshui, disappear at the gate of hell, let go of the millennium resentment.

The original siege.

Mr. Feng Shui's private house and the Beidou backing Fengshui bureau were easily destroyed.

original……

So many thousand-year-old leather skewers are their greatest help.

But now...

squeak!
The monkey was so angry that it sucked in a big mouthful of blood mixed with the dust in its mouth and nose, and coughed up blood and spat it out.

At this time, the seriously injured and dying monkey heard the sound of footsteps. Its eyes were weak and blurred, and it subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound of footsteps. At this time, it no longer had the hostility and expressionlessness it had earlier.

It hurt too badly.

Hearing footsteps at this time, he couldn't tell whether the footsteps were his own auditory hallucinations due to his serious injury... As a result, it saw a dull looking sword sharpening, holding a severed arm in his hand, coming from the cliff road. edge back.

The severed arm was still bleeding.

Cut the sword and walk towards Jin'an.

Seriously injured and delirious, the monkey seemed to hear a vague, blurry voice that drifted further and further away: "Master... the apprentice let the corpse-carrier escape..."

squeak-

Affecting the wound, the monkey spat out another mouthful of blood. This time the blood was mixed with pieces of internal organs. Its chest heaved violently, which seemed to represent its unwillingness and final despair.

It doesn't understand.

Why are these strong men willing to help Jin'an, why are they all willing to gather around Jin'an...

It looked up at the demon-like man standing by the side of the tunnel overlooking it.

It lay bruised and battered in the deep pit.

His eyes gradually dimmed.

Looking up at the man who is like a demon god.

"Mr. Yuan...and the master of the Wutong God Sect...will not let you go..."

The monkey's chest rose and fell more and more slowly, until finally he was out of breath. It was so heavily injured that it was already unconscious, and the resentment in its heart lingered for a long time.The monkey could not speak, and finally fell into this cold, dark ancient tomb without the temperature of the sun.

Monkeys are cunning and insidious by nature. To prevent the monkey from cheating, Jin An raised his foot and stomped on the monkey's forehead.

Boom!
The earth and rocks exploded, and a large earth pit was formed on the spot, and Jin An's foot fell into the air.

This monkey is really cunning by nature, playing tricks with him!
But Jin An seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and he didn't give the monkey a chance to escape at all. The monkey escaped quickly, and he shot faster.

Suddenly!

The monkey turned around and sneered at Jin An. The dragon on the platform gave birth to nine sons, the last corpse of a headless dragon after exploding eight corpse pills, suddenly turned around, and the headless body stared strangely at Jin An.

Boom!

The corpse pill exploded, and endless cold flames exploded from the corpse, sweeping towards the old Taoist priests, mourners, and sword-cutting people around Jin'an.

Ah!
The screams of the old Taoist priest and mourners stopped abruptly.

"You are courting death!"

Jin An shouted angrily.

……

……

This is a dark and narrow tunnel, cough, cough cough.

After the old Taoist recovered from his stunned fall, he groped in the dark for a while, and shouted the names of Jin'an, Jianjian, and the country witch in a disheveled manner.

But in this narrow tunnel where nothing can be seen, no one answered him.

The old Taoist covered his buttocks with one hand, groped the narrow aisle with the other hand in the dark, and walked with a limp: "Mother, the kick that cut the sword was really cruel, and I don't know how to take care of my old Taoist!" I don't know how to restrain my legs, I almost kicked the old Daoist's ass in two."

"It doesn't seem right..."

"Humans have two buttocks, right?"

It turned out that when the monkey detonated the corpse pill, Jian Jian's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. At that time, he had no time to find a cover, and Jian Jian kicked them all into the cracks of the platform one by one.

After repeated explosions of corpse pills and another battle, the platform was already crumbling and unstable, tearing open a lot of dark stone cracks.

So the sword cut directly kicked them all into the crack.

Who knew there was a narrow passage hidden under the crack.

The old Taoist limped and groped for a while in the dark, feeling, and suddenly he felt a cold palm in the dark.

The old Taoist shuddered, and Lightning withdrew his hand.

He almost didn't cry out in fright from the sudden cold little hand.

Fortunately, the old Taoist is also a bold person.

Otherwise, he would not be able to do deeds for others, a wandering Taoist priest who exorcises evil spirits.

The old Taoist subconsciously held his breath, kept a motionless posture, and waited for a while, seeing that there was no movement in the dark underground, so he dared to move the soles of his feet lightly, facing forward but quietly backing away.

After walking away for a certain distance, the old Taoist stepped on something. In the dark, he looked happy and lowered his head to touch it. It was indeed his big treasure, the Tai Chi gossip bag that was lost when he was kicked off by the sword just now.

The old Taoist picked up the Taiji gossip bag on the ground, and skillfully took out a candle from the bag.

When the candle was burning, the old Taoist used the candle as a temporary torch. He finally saw what the cold palm he touched just now was a woman's corpse.

But the woman's body had dried up, severely dehydrated and shriveled like a mummified corpse in the desert.

The mummy was tightly entwined by the roots of the tree and stuck to the cave wall.

When he saw the scene farther away with the help of the small flame of the candle, the old Taoist couldn't help but gasp, mother!

This is a man-made tomb passage.

The tomb road extends in all directions.

There are many forks.

And the walls, top, and feet of the tomb passage are covered with blood-colored tree roots. These scarlet, scarlet tree roots are as thick as vines in the smallest part, sticking together like human meridians and blood vessels. In the tomb.

This is a scarlet, blood-colored tomb.

And these scarlet roots entangled the densely packed corpses, tightly adhered to the top of the tomb passage and the wall, and were sucked dry of blood, turning into a mummified corpse with painful and distorted facial features, still maintaining the painful appearance of stretching out its hands and struggling in life.

There were no fewer than a dozen mummified corpses that the old Taoist priest saw with the aid of the faint candlelight.

These people were all living people who were pushed into the tomb as if they were buried and sacrificed while they were alive.

The old Taoist was shocked by the scene in front of him and stood still. Because he was so focused on watching, he didn't notice the person behind him.

"Old Daoist, these should be the roots of the soul-nourishing tree above that protrude into the ground. This tomb passage should be a sacrificial pit. The Lord of Teng Kingdom sacrificed a living person to the soul-nourishing tree, and then let the soul-nourishing tree feed him back."

"!"

The old Taoist was so frightened that his heart jumped out of his throat. Fortunately, he heard a familiar voice. When he turned around, he saw that it was Jin An. The old Taoist complained in shock why Jin An walked silently, and then asked Jin An in surprise. reunion.

"Little brother, what are you holding in your hand?" The old Taoist noticed that Jin An was holding something black in his hand.

Jin An raised his hand, and it was a monkey, but the monkey had been dead for a long time, its hands, feet, and tail drooped weakly, and its chest and frontal bones were severely deformed.

"Little brother, did you really kill this monkey?"

The old Taoist stared at Jin An with his mouth slightly open in surprise. He was indeed the little brother Niu Pi.

"Well, it is indeed dead this time, and just now it tried to get out of the body and escape, and even the soul was beaten to death by me, and even the chance of reincarnation was gone." Jin An said lightly, and then asked if he saw it Sharpen the sword, Mr. Feng Shui, the captain and the others?
Jin An didn't say anything else.

He killed the monkey this time, and finally had a way to sense Yin De.

Yinde five thousand.

The old Taoist first gave Jin An a thumbs up, saying that it is true that the devil is one foot tall and the road is one foot tall, and that the ferryman from the underworld is crushed to death by you, little brother.

As a result, just as the old Taoist finished speaking, footsteps were heard behind him, and it was Mr. Feng Shui who gathered with them.

"Young Master Jin'an, Daoist Chen, that's great, you're all fine!"

"Just now I saw the light of candles here, so I wondered if it could be Mr. Chen Daochang and Mr. Jin An, you are here. I remember that there were a lot of paper money for incense candles in Mr. Chen Daochang's Tai Chi gossip bag. As expected, I really met Mr. Jin An and Mr. Chen Daochang .”

"Thanks to Daoist Chen, you brought these incense candles to the tomb. Otherwise, the tomb passage is so big, we would not be able to meet so quickly."

Mr. Feng Shui's last sentence almost made the corner of the old Taoist's mouth turn up in praise, and he began to talk to Mr. Feng Shui about the rich experience he had accumulated in traveling all over the years.

This time it was indeed thanks to the old Taoist priest. Under the light of the faint flame of the incense candle in the old Taoist priest's hand, they found several extinguished torches one after another at the crash site.

When these torches were lit, the lights in the bloody tomb became much brighter.

And it was because of these torches that more people began to gather, mourners and country witches all surrounded from different forks one after another.

Jin An and the others were standing at the point where they fell, and they hadn't fallen for a long time, and they hadn't separated far, so when they saw the light of the torches, they came together quickly.

"Sister, I'm the most reliable veteran at critical moments, right? Hehe."

To be able to reunite with the country witch again, the old Taoist priest, holding a torch in his hand, pretended to be deep, and said to the country witch twisting his beard with a fairy-tale air.

Not to mention, the old Taoist is really a bit so thin-boned, with a taste of immortality.

But the mouth is old and not serious.

"Chen Daochang is really good, this time it is really thanks to Chen Daochang." The country witch said one thing, approving the meritorious deeds of the old Taoist this time.

A word from the country witch is better than ten words of praise from Mr. Feng Shui, and the old Taoist was so happy on the spot.

Jin An looked at the old Taoist priest and the country witch, shook his head, and discussed some spiritual issues with Mr. Feng Shui, while waiting on the spot for other people to come and meet after seeing the light of the torch.

Ke Yuemo waited for about a stick of incense, but before he could come, the three monks, Jianjian, General Duwei, and the abbot of Bailong Temple, who had disappeared from the team.

"Could it be that they were one step ahead of us and returned to the tomb of the Lord of the Teng Kingdom?" the old Taoist guessed.

Unexpectedly, Jin An shook his head: "The main tomb chamber was not far from collapsing after the corpse pill exploded and was destroyed successively. After the last corpse pill was detonated by the underworld ferryman just now, the platform on which the coffin was placed completely collapsed." , the only way out is buried, and now we have no way to go back the same way.”

"That's why I think that Jianjian and the captain should still be in the tomb passage of this sacrificial pit."

After hearing Jin An's words, the mourner brother really cried this time.

The younger brother of the mourner who had the most problems had an ugly expression on his face, crying rather than smiling: "Brother, we will be buried alive in this imperial tomb and we will not be able to get out."

The elder brother of the mourner comforted with a smile that was uglier than crying: "Don't talk about being discouraged. There are so many dead people here. Crying is the unique skill of our brothers. We use the mourning scriptures to cry to revive the dead in this tomb. Ask them if there is any dead in the tomb. There is no way out."

Jin An: "?"

Old Taoist: "?"

Mr. Feng Shui: "?"

After listening to the conversation between the two mourners, the old Taoist priest and Mr. Feng Shui quickly covered the mouths of the two brothers to prevent them from committing suicide.

The soul-cultivating tree stump in the Hualong Pond is so big, even if it is not ten thousand years old, it must be five or seven or eight thousand years old, right?The roots of such a big guy took root in the tomb passage, don't let people cry, on the contrary, the roots of the soul-cultivating wood were alarmed.

The space in the tomb passage is narrow, and they won't even have a place to run, so they will really be buried alive.

"You brothers, if you dare to cry in this tomb passage, be careful of the old Taoist, I will beat people in a hurry!" After the old Taoist warned, he and Mr. Feng Shui let go of the palms covering the mouth of the mourner.

Obviously no one believed the old Taoist's last words about beating someone up. The two mourners looked at the old Taoist's old arms and legs. The old Taoist probably couldn't even twist the two brothers' thighs.

However, the old Taoist priest has saved the mourning brother several times, and the two brothers still respect the old Taoist priest. Although they are not afraid of the old Taoist priest's hand-to-hand combat power, the two brothers still listen to the old Taoist priest's words, calm down, and calm down.

"Didn't you two realize that the tomb passage is so narrow, so many of us are not suffocated in the tomb passage, and so many torches can still burn normally, which means that the tomb passage is not sealed, there must be a way out or Change the vent."

The old Taoist was afraid that the mourning brothers would get overwhelmed and kneel down to cry, so he explained in detail.

Mr. Feng Shui also nodded at the right time: "We in the Feng Shui business are most sensitive to running water, wind points, burial air, and earth air."

"In this tomb passage, there is indeed a weak air current."

To test the airflow in the tomb passage, it is very simple, just quietly observe the direction of the torch flame, and soon, they found the direction where fresh air is blowing.

"Mr. Jin'an, the little brother Jianjian, General Duwei, and the three eminent monks of Bailong Temple are not ordinary people. If they are not nearby, they must be just like us, trying their best to find a way out of this imperial tomb in the tomb. I think we can continue to find the way, while leaving marks along the road, if they see the marks we left, they will definitely come to us."

"Young Master Jin'an, we can find the way out of the imperial mausoleum in advance. The structure of the main tomb has been damaged. If we stand here for a long time, the risk of the top of our head collapsing will be greater."

Jin An looked at the old Taoist priest, the country witch, the mourner brother, and finally Mr. Feng Shui. At this time, he had to make a choice.

These people trust him, so they will gather around him.

And he has the responsibility to take everyone out of this imperial tomb alive.

"Okay, according to Mr. Yiyi's words, we will leave marks along the road, hoping that Jian Jian, the captain, and the abbot of Bailong Temple can see the marks we left."

Bearing the burden of so many human lives, Jin An finally made a decision after waiting in place for a while.

Everyone began to look for a way out of the ancient tomb.

Before leaving, Jin An's palms burned and poisoned the internal energy, turning the monkey in his hand into flying ash. This bloody tomb is so weird, he didn't have time to take an extra monkey corpse with him on the way.

Thanks to Jin An's extravagant actions, they saved their lives on the next road.

(End of this chapter)