Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 77 Underground Palace
Sensing the breath of "The Sutra of the Underworld", Luluo suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed hysterically, and said to herself:
"Sister Jiaoyue, you have deceived me so much. It turns out that the scriptures are in the ground, and there are more than one. I have already sensed the pure energy of this holy ancestor, and there will be no fakes."

"Oh, that's not all, there is actually the power of Huang Quan's will, God help me!"

The embossed face on Luluo's cheek seemed to have sensed the same aura, and she stopped struggling, and her expression became a little bewildered and hesitant.

Luluo's laughter faded away.

She devoured the bright moon, and gradually got all her memories, pondering:

"It turns out that Youquan Sanren really blew himself up and died, but why is the seventh "Huangquan Zhenjing" he stole underground? Jiaoyue stayed here for several months, it is impossible not to find it. And, why is the fourth volume The scriptures are also here? Could it be that the Fourth Elder is here?"

She immediately sneered and said:

"Hehe, I'm really worrying. What do I want to do so much? Now I can't find any place to find them. I didn't expect that there are two scriptures hidden in Bianliang City of Song Dynasty. Now I can get more than half of the scriptures in one go. At that time, even if the Great Elder came here in person, he would not be able to do anything to me. Sooner or later, I, Luluo, will be able to collect eight scriptures and achieve great success. Go to the magic power!"

She leaned back excitedly and screamed, ecstatic.

With a turn of the body, he floated away from the entrance of the cave, his movements were extremely fast, and his shape was like a ghost.

……

Time passed little by little.

More than an hour later, in the depths of Wuyou Cave, Bai Yunsheng and Lu Zhen led the police officers to a huge square.

There were a lot of blood stains on everyone's weapons, clothes, and boots, obviously after repeated hard battles.

Xin Ziqiu changed into new clothes, held the giant sword in his hand, and had an undisguised expression of anger on his face, which was so gloomy that it almost dripped water.

They came all the way, according to the map given by Lu Tianyuan, they found several dens in Wuyou Cave, and rescued hundreds of women and children. They were all properly placed in one place and guarded by special personnel.

The tragedies seen along the way were far beyond Xin Ziqiu's imagination.

Most of the women they rescued had been ruined to the point of death, and they were not in human form. Even if they could be sent back to the ground, many of them would not live for many days.

As for the children, regardless of gender, all of them are skinny, skinny, foolish, and they smell disgusting.

Xin Ziqiu had never seen such a scene of purgatory on earth, and he gritted his teeth, furious beyond measure.

The tragedies he saw and heard, lingering, aroused the wild hostility deep in his heart.

Along the way, the Juque Sword in his hand showed no mercy, beheading countless bandits.

At this time, his face, hands, and newly changed clothes were all covered with bloodstains and minced flesh, and he was holding an epee like a god of death.

It's a pity that no amount of killing and blood can quench his endless anger towards Xiaoyaolou.

……

Bai Yunsheng looked around in this square, pointed at Yuchangjian and said:
"Go over there, over there is the core area of ​​Xiaoyaolou sub-rudder..."

As soon as the words were finished, a group of people came from the corridor on the other side of the square, they were vague and unclear.

After a series of bloody battles, everyone was a bit like a soldier. Hearing the sound of panic, they thought that the enemy was coming again, and they all clenched their weapons tightly, ready to fight at any time.

Xin Ziqiu's inner strength is profound, his eyes and ears are clear, he saw the person coming first, and shouted loudly:
"Everyone, don't be nervous, it's Uncle Zhan and Fourth Uncle Jiang!"

Everyone took a closer look, and it turned out that the people who came were from Kaifeng Mansion, and they were all overjoyed.

Since the two groups entered the ground, after half a day of fighting on their own, they finally merged into one.

Bai Yunsheng hurried forward and saluted Jiang Ping:

"Fourth Uncle, Uncle Zhan, you are here."

Jiang Ping glanced at them, frowned and asked:
"Where are Ai Hu and Han Tianjin?"

Bai Yunsheng sighed and said:
"It's hard to say. We met many powerful enemies on the way, and even saw Ge Shiquan, the old devil of the Xueshamen. Aihu and Tianjin were injured a little, but their lives were safe, thanks to Brother Xiaoqiu."

Talking briefly about the things along the way.

After hearing what he said, Jiang Ping was very surprised:
"Strange thing, we hardly encountered any decent resistance here. Why did you encounter so many things? Even Ge Shiquan showed up? This old devil is extremely skilled in martial arts, and he was actually killed by Xiaoqiu? This... how can that be?"

Xin Ziqiu coughed lightly, how do you say this?
Hearing the sound, Jiang Ping smiled and said:

"Xiaoqiu, don't be surprised. Your fourth uncle is like this, and he doesn't choose what to say. But you have made a great contribution this time. Ge Shiquan once helped the king of Xiangyang plot a rebellion. He was a criminal who was offered a huge reward by the court. I have never been caught. Now that you have killed him, Mr. Bao must be happy to hear that. I never thought that you are so young and have such high martial arts."

Seeing that their team was safe and well, Xin Ziqiu felt a little better in depression, and said to Jiang Ping:
"It's just a fluke. In terms of real ability, I'm still far behind. By the way, fourth uncle, we got the topographic map here, and Brother Bai is about to lead people to clear the core area of ​​the sub-rudder."

Jiang Ping was overjoyed, he stabbed Fenshui Emei in his hand, and shouted:
"Good job! If that's the case, then old and young men, let's work hard to completely level this damn place!"

All the soldiers joined forces, their morale was greatly boosted, and according to the plan, they shuttled all the way in this underground cave and rushed to kill them.

……

Wuyou Cave has a vast area, like Bianliang City on the scenic spot, where the roads are twists and turns, making it very difficult to navigate.

There are so many forks here, I don't know how many, people pass through the corridors sometimes, and get into the caves at other times, if there is no map to guide, it is difficult for ordinary people to identify the direction.

Even with a map, Jiang Ping carefully marked the stone wall with a dagger at every fork in order not to get lost.

However, since the two teams merged into one, it has been surprisingly smooth along the way.

Although everyone also encountered stubborn resistance from some small groups of forces, under the leadership of Zhan Zhao, Xu Liang, Xin Ziqiu and other experts, they wiped out these guerrilla bandits with little effort.

Another half an hour passed, and it was almost noon. Everyone in the Kaifeng Mansion hadn't slept all night, and they were all extremely tired. Only Xin Ziqiu now has profound internal energy, and after undergoing the treatment of the mother-in-law world last night, he is still in good spirits.

The others were amazed to see that he was still brisk on his feet and full of energy despite repeated fierce battles.

Suddenly, the eyes of everyone suddenly opened up, and a large open space appeared. At the end, there was an iron gate with rust spots on it. It was obviously an old thing that had been left for a long time, and it was unknown from which dynasty. .

There are copper rings embedded on the iron door, just like that.

Holding the torch in one hand and the fish gut sword in the other, Bai Yunsheng led the way, pulled the door knocker and turned it lightly, and the iron door creaked open in response.

Everyone walked in, and saw a vast hall inside, which was cleaned very cleanly. There were dozens of houses piled up in a continuous row around it. There were all kinds of utensils and utensils inside. It was obvious that someone had lived here for a long time.

In the center of the main hall, there is a clay statue of a chiseled gold god with three heads and six arms, and three faces with very different expressions.

One misery, one joy, one peace.

This statue is standing on a black lotus flower, and each of its six arms is holding a magic weapon.

Xin Ziqiu stared at the statue in a daze.

This shape, he had seen last night, was exactly the pattern on the mysterious small cauldron used by Youquan Sanren to hold ceremonies.

Does Xiaoyao Building have any connection with Youquan Sanren?

Just when he was in a daze, Xu Liang patted his shoulder and said:

"Xiaoqiu, what are you looking at?"

Xin Ziqiu shrugged and said:
"It's nothing, I just think this idol is a bit evil."

Xu Liang smiled and said:

"You probably don't know yet, but Xiaoyaolou has always been managed by the Lotus Sect. The Lotus Sect is a faction of the Somo cult. This statue is the so-called 'Sumo God of Freedom' enshrined by their Somo followers." The Lotus School claims to be transformed by the black lotus under the seat of the evil god of Somo, and is the messenger of Somo, leading all living beings to their so-called "Heaven of Freedom". Well, anyway, all in all, they are all evil things. Don't think too much about it."

After hearing this, Xin Ziqiu felt the same way, no wonder Jia Zhong was able to quickly contact Xiaoyaolou and kidnap a martial arts master. It turned out that the Youquan Sanren of the Lotus School and Xiaoyaolou were inextricably linked.

Just as he was thinking, Bai Yunsheng's voice suddenly came from another corner of the hall:
"Come and see!"

Xin Ziqiu and Xu Liang rushed over after hearing the words, and saw dozens of corpses lying here and there in a palace room of the main hall, all of them were women.

The oldest of these people was only in his early thirties, and there were more than a dozen young girls who were pierced to death by a sword at close range.

This is a premeditated, execution-style massacre.

Xu Liang has rich experience and quick thinking. He stepped forward to touch the temperature of the corpse, and found that he was not stiff yet. It was obvious that he had just died not long ago. He immediately reacted:

"These are probably women who were kidnapped from the Xiaoyao Building, and they haven't had time to deal with them. They got the news of the government's entry and were eager to evacuate. They didn't have time to take these people away, and they didn't want to keep them to reveal the terrain of the Xiaoyao Building, so they killed them all. This group of bastards, even teenage children, really deserve to be hacked into pieces, it makes me so angry!"

His white eyebrows stood upright, and his purple-black face became like charcoal due to anger, and he clenched his fists with both hands, rattling.

Xin Ziqiu didn't expect this kind of result, he said in a daze:
"So, are these girls harmed because of our arrival?"

What he thought in his heart was that if they hadn't come to clear Wuyou Cave, maybe these women would not have been killed.

Jiang Ping comforted from the side:

"Xiaoqiu, you are a kind and righteous boy, but you can't think of things that way. Those who killed them with their own hands were the gangsters from Xiaoyaolou, and it has nothing to do with others. There are too many injustices in this world, you can't just rely on yourself body."

"And even if we don't come, how will the fate of these women be better? Those who are lucky may be sold to a brothel and become slaves for life, and those who are unlucky may be reduced to Wuyoudong and become slaves A tool to vent, life would be worse than death, just like those we just rescued."

"What we can do right now is not to feel sorry for ourselves, but to avenge these poor people, wipe out Xiaoyaolou, and bring the culprit to justice."

Xin Ziqiu nodded. He was not pedantic, so he naturally understood what Jiang Ping said.

But after all, he was only a 16-year-old young man. The first time he saw such a tragedy, the shock in his heart could not be added.

……

Jiang Ping judged that this palace was a large stronghold of Xiaoyao Building. Calculated by the number of rooms in the house, at least a hundred or so people were hiding, but now they are all empty.

He quickly ordered:
"Search for me. There must be a place like a tunnel for these gangsters to escape, and it may be connected to other Xiaoyaolou strongholds. Dig three feet and find it for me."

The people got the order, even though they were exhausted, they still tried their best to search around, but this hall is too big, just relying on the dozens of people in Kaifeng Mansion, to find any clues, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Fortunately, Jiang Ping had already left a mark along the road, and in a short time, the Dali Temple and the inspection department in charge of the capital's security would lead a large force to help deal with the aftermath.

This time, several major yamen in the capital made up their minds to rectify Wuyou Cave.

None of these matters had much to do with Xin Ziqiu. He was not a professional, so he couldn't help, so he simply sat down on a stone pier by himself, and gently wiped the giant sword with his sleeve.

This sword obtained from the Whirling World is really extraordinary. Although it is only a replica, it still shines blue and does not stain the slightest blood under the constant fierce battle.

Not only that, but after being fed with fresh human blood, the sword seemed to be even colder, revealing a hint of ferocity.

Xin Ziqiu couldn't put it down because of this sword, and made up his mind to practice the sword well so that he could live up to the magic weapon.

Just as he was sitting idle, he suddenly saw a black shadow flashing past the entrance of the hall, sprinting past like a civet cat.

"who!"

Xin Ziqiu picked up the sword vigilantly, rushed out, and chased in the direction of the shadow.

In the corridor, it was pitch black, but Xin Ziqiu's inner strength was quite solid, his hearing and eyes were clear, and he could see a tall and thin man in green robes galloping several feet away at a glance.

Xin Ziqiu chased after him, relying on the abundant internal force of his second innate infinite kung fu, he ran wildly, only heard the whistling wind in his ears, and he was pulled into the distance in an instant.

It's just that the corridor is full of turns and forks, and it's extremely difficult to walk. It's not like a flat road, but the green-robed man is very familiar with the terrain, jumping up and down, and constantly picking up paths. Always hard to catch up.

The two of them ran back and forth in Wuyou Cave for about a stick of incense, and came to a flat ground. The green-robed man stopped abruptly, turned around, lit the torch, and looked at Xin Ziqiu coldly.

With the help of the light of the fire, Xin Ziqiu saw who was coming, and was startled.

I saw that the green robed man was as skinny as a bamboo pole, with shriveled cheeks and sunken eye sockets, like a zombie skeleton.

It was the elder of Yaoxiangu, Kang Wenping, who died that day in the ruined temple in the outskirts of the country by an arrow piercing his throat.

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(End of this chapter)