My practice with the fairy

Chapter 253 The One I Love Is Her Mark

A very thin sound resounded on the roof tiles, but Jing Yue and the eldest lady still heard it. In front of the two corpses, in the silent night, they seemed quite horrified.

The two did not choose to stalemate, but chose to take the initiative.

With a bang, the long spear in Jing Yue's hand shot out like a dragon, piercing through the floor, a stir!
The roof tiles of the attic were torn apart like paper from the walls.

Almost at the same time, something jumped from the top of the building to the nearby rock, letting out a deep roar.

In the dimness, the first thing Jing Yue and the young lady saw was a pair of big copper bell-like eyes.

I saw that its face was covered with texture, its hair was flamboyant, and its texture was the same as moiré.

lion?

The first thing that came to Jing Yue's mind when he saw this thing.

It's just that it's not the kind of lion seen in the zoo in the previous life, but the kind of lion in the dragon and lion dance.

These folk customs, after all, have prototypes.

When Jing Yue saw the lion dance in his previous life, he wondered whether this kind of lion existed a long time ago, but it disappeared later, so there is this image of the lion dance.

The scientific and archaeological scene of the previous life can't be further studied, but he can be sure that this kind of lion still exists in this world.

To be honest, the lion dance represents auspiciousness, and it usually looks festive and lively, but when such a lion is in front of the two of them, it seems a little scary.

Yes, its eyes are big, and the gaze seems to have substance, which makes the heart beat faster.

Those textures on the face, with the mildew growing in the middle, looked full of decay.

When a gust of wind blew, a strong stench wafted over, and the expressions of Jing Yue and the eldest lady became more serious.

The festive lion dance represents auspiciousness and joy, but what the lion in front of me brings is decadence and coldness.

In the next moment, this meaning reached the extreme in an instant, so that both Jing Yue and the eldest lady's scalps became numb.

The flesh of the lion's body split open many times, and those holes were brightly colored, like mouths wriggling, making dull sounds.

Looking from here, it seems that countless people have fallen into the quagmire, leaving only one mouth to breathe.

"Roar!"

The lion jumped up and rushed over.

At the beginning, it seemed that the speed was very ordinary. With a flick of the spear in Jing Yue's hand, he was about to disembowel him, but in the next moment, his expression changed, and Hunyuan ice swept out of his body, enveloping himself.

There was a swish, like a flash of lightning.

The tail of the lion dance swept over abruptly, fast and fierce, and powerful.

With a bang, like spring thunder falling to the ground, in the eyes of the eldest lady, the ice sculpture that Jing Yue turned into was blown out, and fell into the mountain wall with a bang.

"A Duan!"

The eldest lady just wanted to go there, but the lion suddenly set her sights on her.

The eldest lady reacted very quickly, and her body rolled on the ground nimbly.

There was a bang, and a clear gully appeared where she was standing just now, and the broken wood was almost blown into fluff.

The meaty tail fell to the ground with a clear crackling sound, as if it really contained the power of lightning.

The next moment, the lion dance roared fiercely, and its entire tail was stuck on the ground, so that its body stood up like a human being.

Looking from here, one can clearly see the split "mouths" under the abdomen, Qiqi made a dull sound.

The little white flower in the eldest lady's hand swung fiercely, and several crystal lines of sword symbols shot out, sweeping towards the lion.

As a result, in the next instant, the snow-white sword talisman became blurred, and what came from it was a cloud of black color that swept over.

This mass of ink is exactly the "saliva" coming out of the mouth of the opponent's abdomen!
For a moment, the air became distorted and deformed, and the black seemed to be full of endless danger.

At this time, the eldest lady's back was already attached to the mountain wall, and the mass of black ink grew very rapidly from small to large. It was obviously the size of dough in one moment, but in the next moment it swelled up, like a black cloud, completely blocking her way.

She could only sweep the sword and choose to resist, but at this moment, a cold light lit up and lay in front of her.

The whistling wind whirled and flew out, and I saw Jing Yue holding a long spear, and the body of the gun revolved around him, preventing his whole body like a seal, and at the same time, it stirred up the black cloud.

A sound resembling a crane's chirping sounded, and the spinning gun shadow was like a pair of outstretched silver wings, tearing the ink completely apart.

This is Jing Yue's favorite white crane spreading its wings.

However, he also felt the difficulty in fighting against this mass of ink.

This thing looks like a cloud, but it is actually very viscous. When the spear enters it, it seems that countless hands are pulling you, trying to disarm you.

And his body immediately brought out a strange tremor, which was resolved with the strength of Beng Zi Jue.

Seeing this, the lion leaped back, spitting out strings of black juice from the mouth behind it.

These juices turned into sharp swords in an instant, attacking Jing Yue.

Seeing this, Jing Yue pointed his spear on the ground, leaned his body, and made a gesture of maple fire piercing his heart and feet, like a nimble swimming fish, darting past these black swords.

Before his feet landed, a cold light suddenly lit up.

The long sword at his waist came out of its sheath with a buzzing sound, and brought out a "one character sword talisman" by the way.

Swish swish!
Jing Yue stabbed seven swords in a row, and drew out seven one-character sword symbols, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Of course, the sword talisman he learned from the eldest lady is not limited to the "one-word sword talisman", but for so long, this sword talisman is still his favorite and most convenient to use.

It was the first sword talisman taught to him by the eldest lady, so it was like first love, which made people never forget it.

The one-character sword talisman used alone actually has quite a few limitations. It is basically equivalent to displaying a more condensed mid-to-long-distance sword energy, but this thing can't stand Jing Yuekuai.

Because of the handiness, the two couldn't breathe, and the eighteen one-character sword symbols pierced through like a net.

Where the sword talisman passed, the air distorted, making a buzzing sound.

The lion dance suddenly realized that it was difficult to dodge, so he roared and patted it with his paws.

With a snap, the thick claws hit the sword talisman, making a muffled sound.

Because of the rough skin and thick flesh, these sword talismans can only roughly break through its skin, and cannot cause a deeper attack, but after all, its movements become stunned.

At this time, Jing Yue was standing on the edge of the attic, holding the butt of the gun, and the entire spear had been dragged behind him.

"Roar!"

Jing Yue stepped forward, the muscles and bones of his body were connected into a line in an instant, and he dragged the spear behind him and smashed it out!
In the process of smashing forward, the body of the gun suddenly accelerated, turning into an afterimage, and the whole body of the gun was bent like a crescent moon.

And the smoke and dust all around flowed like flowing water along with the air, which shows the horror of this smash.

The lion dancer also noticed this, his hair stood upright, his pupils shrank, but his sword talisman held him back, and he couldn't dodge Jing Yue's charged blow.

It could only bow its body, and raised its thick claws in a panic.

With a bang, the gun body and the lion's claw met. The thick and hard lion's claw broke and collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seen from here, Jing Yue, standing on the edge of the attic and flying to throw the gun, looks like Kuafu who chases the sun, and Hou Yi who shoots the sun, looking majestic.

Immediately afterwards, the body of the roaring gun hit the lion's head hard.

The head also dented and sank, and blood splashed, but to Jing Yue's slight surprise, it didn't explode completely.

The moment the gun head smashed the opponent's head with a crescent-like gun body, it was like hitting some kind of extremely solid gold, and even brilliant sparks burst out.

However, although the lion's head didn't burst completely, its whole body sank into the mountain next to the attic, and then with a bang, half of the attic where Jing Yue was standing collapsed.

The mountain collapsed, the rocks rolled down, and a big hole appeared in the lion's head, which made the eyes like copper bells slant.

It struggled to get out of trouble, but in the smoke and dust, a shadow fell down with a sound.

With a loud bang, the black long gun smashed down with a whistling sound, and the body of the gun trembled into a phantom.

The lion wanted to fight back, but he couldn't control his body at all. He could only follow the gully on the mountain and continue to sink, and then Jing Yue's spear violently smashed down again.

The ten guns smashed down vigorously, with a terrifying force of the collapse word.

The lion's huge head finally exploded into a flower, revealing a dark, broken neck.

Jing Yue insisted on throwing the opponent from the height of the third floor of the attic to the second floor of the basement.

He gasped for breath, only thought that this dog lion was really powerful, it made him sweat, so he tore open the front of his clothes.

So now Jing Yue doesn't look like a weak scholar, just like that on the battlefield, it is purely a vigorous existence like a meat grinder.

Ever since she put those sword talismans, the eldest lady has never intervened.

Because Jing Yue's style of play is really domineering.

Seeing that domineering marksmanship, the eldest lady couldn't help but think of that woman.

After all, she left too deep a mark on him.

In this situation, the eldest lady actually felt a little sour.

But she quickly realized that she felt that the flying vinegar was inexplicable. After all, there was such a terrible corpse in front of her eyes, and they still didn't know what unknown danger was hidden in the Tibetan Sea Temple.

Jing Yue made too much noise just now, if there are other "people" in the temple, they will definitely find out.

What about sneaking?

After Jing Yue smashed the lion's head to explode, he still didn't dare to be careless, and quickly shot a few more shots on the headshot corpse. After confirming that the other party was completely dead, he was relieved.

At this time, he couldn't help but have a very absurd idea in his head, that is, does he count as hunting rare animals?

There should not be many prototype lions of this kind of lion dance. After all, he has been in this world for so many years, and he has never heard of this kind of lion.

The eldest lady has never heard of it.

Like the two monks before, flowers bloomed on the dead lion.

Those flowers just came out of the "mouth" of this lion. At first glance, it looks like a person holding flowers in his mouth.

Holding a flower in one's mouth is quite a romantic gesture, but if it is placed here, it will not be beautiful if it is connected to a lion, and it can even be said to be very scary.

Jing Yue looked around, and after confirming that nothing was approaching, he couldn't help but wondered: "This lion also practiced the longevity method?"

Yes, otherwise it would be hard to explain the flowers growing on it.

At this time, the eldest lady suddenly picked up the gravel that had just fallen from the mountain with her sword, and said, "What is this?"

Jing Yue walked over to take a look, and suddenly found that it looked like an iron book.

However, the iron book has been distorted and deformed, and it is covered with gun marks.

"I smashed it?" Jing Yue hesitated.

He couldn't help but recall the sound of metal clashing when he smashed the lion's head.

Is this the one that was smashed just now?

In other words, this iron book was embedded in this lion's head before?

Did the lion do it himself, or someone else?

If it was the latter, he felt nothing but malice.

At this time, the eldest lady came over with the previous oil lamp.

Jing Yue leaned over to look at the smelly iron book, and found that it was badly damaged by himself, but some words could be vaguely seen.

Looking at these words, Jing Yue was already sure of one point. The text engraved on it was the scriptures of "Luo Jia Dharma Interpretation", which was the same as the scriptures studied by the two monks before.

This lion really has cultivated longevity because of it?

No wonder he didn't feel any auspiciousness from the other party, only evil and cold.

Because the longevity method of this Zanghai Temple is weird, even the Tsering Bodhisattva enshrined in the main hall.

The absurd picture of the monk and the lion, which was supposed to be an auspicious beast, studying this strange longevity method could not help appearing in the minds of the two of them.

If it is true as stated in the "Luojia Dharma Interpretation", then the two monks and the lion should have seen Tsering Bodhisattva in their dreams, so they obtained this longevity law.
But what made Jing Yue and the eldest lady happy was that they made such a big commotion, and there was still no movement around them. Does that mean that there are no living things in the entire Zanghai Temple?
Anyway, they don't want to see anything anymore.

Jing Yue could almost guess that the monks in Zanghai Temple disappeared overnight and stopped walking outside, probably it was related to this secret method of longevity.

After resting for a while, the two decided to find Zanghaihua.

This place is really evil, it is really not worth staying longer.

After the attic is another mountain path, all the way down, and along the way, you can see various statues carved on the snow-covered mountain walls.

These statues are not Tsering Bodhisattva, but more like the product of the fusion of Tibetan Buddhism and Central Buddhism.

At this time, the two heard the sound of water.

Misty mist appeared on the road ahead.

The two water spirits confirmed that it was a hot spring just by breathing lightly.

The water mist brought out by this hot spring, and there should be a hot spring below.

Sure enough, through the misty mist, a hot spring appeared in the sight of the two of them.

Because of the fog, it was unclear how wide the hot spring was.

The two continued to walk, and then stopped at the same time.

Because at this time, both Jing Yue and the eldest lady heard the sound of chanting from the mist on the right.

Anyone else?
(End of this chapter)