I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Chapter 34
After collecting all the things, Baitao chased the stars and the moon, and ran non-stop for seven days.

The half way to Zhao Guo HD was smooth, neither encountered robbers nor attacked by wolves, tigers and leopards.

Just riding, Baitao actually walked into a valley guided by the map.

Although this valley is picturesque, with verdant vegetation, there are occasional chirps of apes, which makes people want to spit out a stomach full of ink.

However, the mountain road was really rugged, and the weeds grew as tall as a man, which seriously affected her running speed.

Baitao carefully looked at the map and compared it with each other.

There is nothing wrong with going here, if you don't go here, it will take two more days.

"do not care."

She thought to herself, turned off the horse directly, led the horse and walked forward through the thorns.

After walking for a while, there was a gust of wind blowing in the valley, and the surroundings were instantly plunged into darkness.

Baitao looked up and saw a giant tree growing on the cliff at some time.

It is more than ten feet tall, and its waist is as thick as eight or nine people encircle it. It seems to be a ladder connecting heaven and earth.

It was just a fairyland on earth, but now it is weird and frightening.

Baitao withdrew her gaze, clenched her dagger tightly and continued walking forward.

"Susu-"

I don't know what kind of cave the wind passed through, but it made a strange sound that seemed human but not human.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of bats passed over her head like a big net, and disappeared in an instant.

Baitao smelled something similar.

There is a monster.

Peel off the weeds, and there is a barren inn in front of you.

It seems to have been abandoned for many years, the twigs used to build it are rotten, devastated by cockroaches and weasels, and the handwriting on the door plaque is hard to read.

"Guest officer, do you want to stay at the hotel?"

A shop waiter emerged from the grass next to him. He was extremely thin and looked like he was supported by a few skeletons.

Talking like this, the blue veins on the neck are knotted and undulating, as if there are black insects crawling inside.

Baitao said, "Is it okay to find fault?"

The waiter made a "click" sound from his back, and he rolled his dead white eyes to look at the pony she was holding in her hand, "It's been running for a long time, the horse's shoe should be changed, the guest should give it a tip."

Fortunately, the horse was controlled by Baitao with charm, otherwise it would have been so frightened that its hooves could not fly into the air at this moment.

Baitao tugged at the reins, thought for a while, and said, "It would be great if you know how to change horseshoes, promise, here you are."

The rein was handed over, and the waiter took it with his rotten cotton-like palm, Baitao lowered his eyes and said, "Isn't your inn very lively on weekdays, your hands have worn out your bones."

"Ah, yes yes yes."

The shop clerk still lowered his head, and he directed towards the inn, "Let's take a rest inside."

"Squeak-"

The door of the inn was opened, made an overwhelmed sound, and fell down after shaking twice.

The splashed dust raised the old dark moisture, inhaled at the tip of the nose, and the nose could feel moldy from a long distance.

Baitao covered her nose.

Inside is the lobby of the inn. In the lobby, there are more than a dozen mummy villagers in ragged clothes, with mung bean-sized eyes, all looking over.

There is a young and beautiful proprietress standing inside with a wooden cabinet.

Her face was extremely fuzzy, as if it had been polished by something, and it was smooth. When she saw Baitao, she rolled her eyes twice, "Girl, come in and sit down."

"No, you're welcome, I don't want to be a guest."

The inside was too dirty, Baitao refused decisively.

Before the proprietress could say anything, the group of villagers stood up in groups. The corners of their clothes might not have been separated from the stool for a long time, and they were all stuck together. When they got up, they could still hear a "tearing" sound, tearing into tattered rags.

They are also very dry, their mouths are tightly closed, and the voice comes from the abdomen, and the shape of the teeth can be seen, like the fangs of a bat: "Girl, come in and sit!"

One person said: "If you want you to sit, you can sit, why are you dawdling?"

Another person: "Didn't you just come here to die, Blood Bat Valley is not so easy to enter."

"One came, and another, and another."

As they said that, their hands continued to grow and grow, pulling up and growing like branches, and pinching towards Baitao.

This was the first time Baitao encountered a bad demon in her life as a demon in a hundred years. She restrained her steps to retreat and forced herself to calm down.

"Swipe - brush -"

The danger was getting closer and closer, Baitao rolled away to avoid the sharp edge temporarily.

Although the visitor is not kind, but her three big tails are not vegetarian.

Baitao used her strength to soar into mid-air, turned her wrist over, swung the short sword in her hand, and swiped hard, cutting off all the tentacles of those approaching hands.

The stumps were all over the ground, still bouncing.

The proprietress was stunned for a moment, her eyes stared at Baitao, "I never expected that now that the demon clan is in decline, you still have such cultivation."

Baitao saw that her real body was a bat, and said sarcastically, "I never thought that the monster occupying an entire valley would be so weak."

The bat spirit laughed, and laughed again, with unspeakable complexity and interest, "That's fine, that's fine, then you can stay and be the fertilizer of my old lady's Blood Bat Valley!"

As she spoke, she laughed loudly on her back, making ear-piercing sounds that scratched her eardrums.

What is terrifying is that the severed limbs of the men in black keep growing, growing, growing, and growing!

They waved and swayed on the ground, reshaping and agitating, taking more human shapes.

"Kacha Kacha Kacha—" It seemed that some power was surging, and they all had the same human faces, like perfect replicas. The difference was that they had no clothes, and their bodies were covered with rough bark.

The bat spirit Jiejie said: "One life is two, two is three, three is all things, life after life, endless."

Baitao's heart skipped a beat.

Looking at this group of perverts who don't know what they are, she can't wait to pour out all the things that her elder brother poured into her head.

It's a pity that it's too late, and the battle of life and death cannot allow her to slack off.

Taking out her unprecedented state, Baitao tensed up bit by bit, like a bow drawn, ready to go at any time, "I'm not afraid of you."

"Tsk, as expected of the Tushan Fox Clan, it's just different from our bloodline."

The final voice of the bat is rising, making people feel as if they have fallen into an ice cave, "How about this, I will peel off your beautiful skin later, and I will show some mercy."

"Swipe - brush -"

The weird treant grew again, and its arms and hair covered Baitao like a spider's silk, making Baitao inescapable and inescapable.

Baitao gritted her teeth, the rabbit jumped up and down, facing the wind in the valley, jumped up and climbed onto the mountain wall.

"Boom—"

The tree hands gathered into a ball, formed a huge fist, and smashed hard against the mountain wall.

Behind Baitao, it was only a hair's breadth away, countless small cracks were filled in an instant, and a rock collapsed suddenly.

"Aren't you very arrogant just now? So what if my old lady's cultivation is regressed, let's see where you can escape to?"

The bat spirit stared at the fleeing Baitao with dark eyes, and said sternly, "Don't struggle, you will soon become my mother's dinner."

"Boom—"

The rock shattered again, and the dust raised up covered people's sight.

And the tree hand was able to attack Baitao accurately, Baitao's back stretched to the extreme, she stretched out her foot, touched the tree hand, and then spun in a strange arc.

The branches of the tree's hand were not that sensitive after all, and they were knotted abruptly.

so close.

Baitao's neck felt cold, and she took a moment to breathe.

But now that she’s in this situation, she’s about to gain the upper hand, “On the plate? You’re just a dead bat. I don’t want to eat you. You still want to eat foxes. Now it’s the Warring States period, isn’t it?” Your Spring and Autumn, do you still want to continue to dream of your Spring and Autumn Dream?"

The bat spirit had a sullen face: "You are still eloquent when you are about to die!"

"Then you killed me?"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Enraged by her, the bat spirit didn't have time to untie the entangled tree hands, and smacked at her with a menacing reality.

With a breath hanging in her throat, Baitao flew towards her, "There is someone behind you!"

"what?"

The bat spirit looked back sideways, and although he didn't turn his head all the way back, he still let Baitao take a break for a while.

Elder brother said that other monsters are stupid is still reasonable, she threw the short sword in her hand at the bat spirit.

Sensing the danger, the bat spirit shielded his face with his hands and fell aside, barely avoiding it.

"Zheng-"

The short sword pierced into the floor, and the cold light flickered, penetrating three points into the wood.

The bat spirit breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had escaped, but she didn't expect that her distraction caused the group of tree people to be temporarily out of her control.

Baitao disappeared on the mountain wall in the blink of an eye, the bat spirit ran out in a hurry, looked up, but didn't see a fox shadow of Baitao, her eyes were tearing, "Where is the person!"

"Pfft."

Suddenly, the point of the sword emerged from the chest of the bat spirit, and the point of the sword was still spinning.

"Puff, puff."

One after another, the flying blood flowers were driven, and the bat spirit looked down at his chest, bloody and bloody.

Her pupils lost focus, and she fell to the ground, and the group of treants disappeared together with her.

Lan Yuan hit.

The tip of the sword that drank the bat's blood was still ticking, and Baitao's brows had a sense of evil that he had never felt before.

Similarly, her heartbeat has never been so fast, and the feeling of hanging her life is so thrilling, but the time of self-mastery is also hearty.

Presumably, my brother saw her like this
Will be pleased.

At this moment, the wind in the valley was strong, and the withered and yellow leaves fluttered to the sky, as light as if they had no weight. Baitao felt that she was being eroded by strands of loneliness for no reason, and it really made her have nowhere to escape.

She was extremely cold and calm, like a flat lake.

Put the dagger into the sheath, whistled the horse to run over, and took out the bandage from it.

In the past, she would have cried and rolled in Brother Zheng's arms, screaming at Brother Zheng.

But now...

Now she is just carefully dealing with the scars from climbing on the mountain wall.

"Bangdang-"

There was a crashing sound inside, which made Baitao extremely alert, and she tightened the bandage several times: "Who's inside?"

Anyone else?
No, I didn't hear breathing just now, is it a demon?

Baitao drew out the dagger again, the tip of the sword hung down, and said coldly: "If you don't come out, don't blame me for having no eyes in the sword."

(End of this chapter)