Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Chapter 294 Blood Spirit Cave ([-])
The singer was replaced by a clear male voice: "Junior brother, I haven't seen me for many years - withered bones buried under the green mountains -"

Zhou Jingzhi was shocked when she heard the sound: "What..."

Yan Qing hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Jingzhi, and immediately put a Qingxin Seal on Zhou Jingzhi's forehead: "Uncle, Master, these are all lies. Master is tone-deaf. It's difficult to sing a country tune, but he can't sing like this." Gentle tone, Uncle Master! It’s those monsters who tricked us into going up there, Uncle Master, please think twice!"

Yan Qing dragged his hands to hold onto Zhou Jingzhi's arms like a monkey, barely wrapping his legs around Zhou Jingzhi's body.

I don't know if his tugging had an effect or if the half-hearted Qingxin Seal had an effect. The faint redness in Zhou Jingzhi's eyes gradually dissipated. He took two deep breaths to calm down his emotions: "What is up there?"

Yan Qing shook his head. Even if he could see it, he didn't want to see it, let alone know what those things were: "The notice said that you can't watch the performance, so we came down with our eyes closed."

Zhou Jingzhi had no time to respond to Yan Qing, and suddenly raised her head to look in the direction of the sound. I wonder if it was his imagination, but the sound seemed to be much closer than before...

Not only Zhou Jingzhi, but the other monks also raised their heads and looked at the place where the sound came from, which was indeed closer.

In just a few breaths, the voice moved quickly, even faster than Zhou Jingzhi in his heyday. I was afraid that they would be facing these actors head-on in a few moments.

The house leaked and it rained all night. Zhou Jingzhi's restriction could only stop these animals and people for a moment. At this time, the restriction was already shaky. It would only last for a moment at most, and it would no longer be able to stop these animals and people.

Now it can be said that we are in a dilemma. In front of us are these unconscious animals and people waiting for a feast, and in the back are these opera singers chasing us. We really don’t know where to go, and we are on a thin line between life and death.

"What shall we do?"

Finally, someone asked the question that all the monks were most concerned about. All the remaining monks focused their eyes on Zhou Jingzhi, Sun Laogui and Zhang Ying, waiting for them to come up with a charter.

what to do……?Normally, these evil spirits wouldn't be anything to be afraid of, and they would just have to force their way out, but that's not possible now.

No one knows how many more days they will stay in this ghost place. This spiritual stone cannot be used carelessly. The demon cultivator and ghost cultivator do not even have spiritual stones. Now they can only be regarded as a burden and cannot be of much help.

I'm afraid the only way to survive is to break through.

“Senior brother—I haven’t seen you in a hundred years—I wonder if senior brother is doing well now—”

"I still remember that I was in the same family back then - in the blink of an eye, only senior brother was left alone in this world - senior brother - would you like to go with us -"

"Have senior brothers avenged us? Junior brothers and sisters are looking forward to senior brothers going with us every day-"

This time, these actors changed their target to Old Ghost Sun. The male voice was shrill and strange, and there was so much resentment in every line of the lyrics that it made people's hair stand on end.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and even the monks had no time to react. Judging from the direction of the sound, it was probably less than a hundred meters away from them. As long as they turned around, they could meet them face to face and say hello to them head-on. , as a kind-hearted person reunites them with their relatives.

They couldn't think too much about the current situation. Zhou Jingzhi ordered very quickly: "I will open the way and Zhang Ying will cut off the rear!"

After saying that, Zhou Jingzhi wanted to open the restriction.

"Brother Liu Hai, you are my husband——"

Suddenly, there was a voice behind him that was so out of tune that the original tune could not be heard at all.

The female opera singer's voice was so heartbreaking that even Xue Wen took a few seconds to realize that it was Ji Mingzhao's voice.

This song actually sounded like... bangs chopping wood.

Those who didn’t know better thought it was the New Year pig killing.

She was just desperate at this critical moment. If this recipe worked, they would no longer be afraid of these monsters. If it failed...

With the speed of these actors, they will definitely not be able to escape, so why not give it a try!
Give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle.The monks subconsciously wanted to turn back.

"Don't look back!" Ji Mingzhao shouted.

"Sister Hu, please come with me -" Xue Wen continued. Although it was not accurate, at least he could hear some of the tones.

Ji Mingzhao didn't expect that there would be a chorus. He glanced at Xue Wen in surprise, and then quickly continued singing: "Brother Liu Hai, lead the way—"

As soon as Ji Mingzhao finished speaking, he felt his body sink. He looked down and saw that he had already put on a red costume. The color of the red costume was so dazzling that it looked like a wedding suit.

Soon, Xue Wen also felt his body sink. He looked down and saw that he and Ji Mingzhao seemed to be in wedding clothes.

The two of them looked at each other, not caring about much, and shouted almost at the top of their lungs to the monks who had already fought their way forward: "Quick! Sing a few lines! Anything will do!"

At this time, most of the monks were using fists and kicks. Agu was a physical practitioner. He took the lead and placed his palms on the front of the antelope in front of him: "Ah!" Go away, you ugly thing!

Zhou Jingzhi's boxing and kicking skills were not bad either. He had learned from being a cook during his early travels. At this time, his hands turned into knives and plunged into the belly of the buffalo in front of him. With his hands moving, he directly cut the buffalo in half.

Soon, an out-of-tune ditty came from the front.

Agu couldn't understand what the monks were humming, but she was young and curious, so she followed Zhou Jingzhi, who was closest to her, to hum the erotic songs he heard from somewhere. Such songs are widely circulated. , even Zhou Jingzhi himself didn’t know where he heard it. When he heard Ji Mingzhao rap a few lines, this was the first thing that came to his mind, and he hummed it subconsciously.

After two sentences, a small piece of clothing appeared on Agu's small body.

Zhou Jingzhi felt that she had spoiled the child and quickly covered Agu's mouth: "...you can't sing randomly."

When Ji heard the out-of-tune ditty, she was finally relieved. She was not the only one who couldn't sing correctly, and no one could make fun of anyone.

After a few breaths, all the monks put on their opera robes and looked at the animals and people who were still rushing forward in front of them. They seemed to be stunned for a moment. Then, without even having time to let out a scream, they melted to the ground like a pool of water. After a few breaths, Afterwards, there was no trace.

When the monks saw this, they couldn't help but panic. If they failed
Yan Qing collapsed on the ground panting from exhaustion. His face was pale and his body's spiritual energy was exhausted. He didn't care that they were still in the cave made of flesh. The texture of muscles was visible under his buttocks: "No. ...If this continues...I will die here..."

Not only Yan Qing thinks this, but every monk also has this idea in their mind at this time. If there is no way to get out, even if you escape this time and the next time, I am afraid that you will die in this ghost place in the end...

Yun Run couldn't see the atmosphere going down, so he quickly added: "Fellow Daoist Yan, the ground here is dirty, you'd better get up first."

Yan Qing held her face and waved her hands feebly: "This costume is not mine, let it get dirty..."

　Recently... Douzi has been a little busy, and there are no updates on some personal matters. It should be normal in the future.

　　I would like to apologize to you all!sorry!

　　small theater:
　　Ji Mingzhao: Although I can’t sing the tune accurately, you can’t sing it either. No one can laugh at anyone else.

　　Yan Qing: Junior sister, you can’t say that. Although we can’t sing accurately, it’s definitely not as bad as yours.

　　Xu Guangbai: Yes.

　　Zhou Jingzhi: Yes.

　　Agu: Ah. (right.)
　　Qingxi: ...Yes.

　　Ji Mingzhao:……………………

　　
　
(End of this chapter)