dragon hunter
Chapter 199
Chapter 199 Dilemma
I have only seen records of human skin figurines in the dilapidated Buddhist scriptures, but now that I see the real thing, it can still be said to be moving, and I feel very nervous.
"Master has made a rule that if you want to go to worship him, no matter how many people there are, you must leave a sacrifice, otherwise the way will be blocked." The crooked figure made a hollow sound from his body.
My scalp was numb, looking at the guy bound by iron chains, I thought to myself that old man Sima and his group are really cruel and ruthless, and they are not soft on their own people.
At the same time, I feel that the guy lying in this mausoleum is also a pervert. Most people are afraid of being dug up after death, and it is too late to kill the guy who invades the mausoleum. I have never seen such a strange rule.
The Seventeenth Master didn't say a word, holding the fish intestine sword in his hand, stabbing like the human skin figurine, his movements were fast and sharp.
I cooperated and threw out a few pieces of talisman paper, holding the Gouyu sword tightly, intending to support him at any time, only the idiot would leave a sacrifice for him.
Suddenly, I thought of that girl Li Xiaolei, and my eyes quickly scanned the stone room.
Fortunately, the skins on the back look very old, so that girl should have escaped unharmed.
"Sister Yin, don't be afraid, Brother Fatty will protect you." Fatty Wang said from behind.
I glanced back hastily, and saw that the coward was trembling non-stop, and the girl beside him was still not calm, and it was thanks to him that he could brag.
Knowing that coward, he has such a dead character, I didn't have time to pay attention to him, and paid attention to the battle between the Seventeenth Master and the human skin figurines.
The Fish Intestine Sword is extremely fierce. This legendary weapon with a long history is said to be able to kill all kinds of evil spirits. The human skin figurine seems to be extremely afraid and keeps avoiding it.
The seventeenth master's aura at this moment is like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, and he is completely different from before. No wonder he dared to confront old man Sima alone.
I squinted my eyes slightly, raised my arms slightly, and the two figures in front of me were too entangled, so I didn't dare to throw the hook jade sword rashly.
The iron chains rattled beside him, and the bound figure yelled, as if begging for help, but unfortunately no one paid attention to him.
Seventeenth Lord suddenly let out a muffled snort, and took half a step back, the fierce attack came to a halt.
I don't know what happened, I threw the hook jade sword like a conditioned reflex, to stop the evil spirit from continuing to pursue.
"Be careful, this thing is very evil, it will disturb people's mind with illusions." The Seventeenth Master said in a slightly tired voice.
My Fate Palace is protected by golden soul flames, and I have a certain resistance to illusions. Seeing that the Seventeenth Lord seemed to have suffered a little loss, I immediately threw a few pieces of talisman paper and pushed it up.
The emerald green hooked jade sword collided with the peeling bronze knife, and a gap appeared in the bronze knife, and the evil spirit trembled all over, as if it was also affected.
I recalled the Gouyu Sword and wrestled with that evil spirit, throwing a burning talisman from time to time to distract him.
There was a strange sound coming from the opposite wall. All my attention was focused on that evil spirit, and I had no time to pay attention to other things.
"Oh my god, those human skins stuffed with weeds by the wall seem to come back to life." Fatty Wang said with a trembling voice.
My heart tightened, my movements were half a beat slow, the tip of my nose was slightly cold, and the skinning bronze knife was just a hair away, and it disfigured me.
"Don't be distracted, I have everything to do with me." Master Seventeen's steady voice came from behind.
I didn't dare to be careless anymore, and secretly cursed Fatty Wang for revealing more than enough, and tried to use the Gouyu sword to cut off the skinning bronze knife, because I found that the weak point of that evil spirit seemed to be on the knife.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure passing by, and then, from the opposite corner, there was the sound of fighting.
"Fatty Wang, your sister, don't stand and watch the show." I struggled to cope.
The evil spirit moved extremely fast, and occasionally its body would be split into two. I knew that one of them was an illusion, but I dared not be careless, and I was almost in danger several times.
But every time I was at a disadvantage, I would stare at the skinning bronze knife and chase after it. The evil spirit also had scruples, so I couldn't do anything about it for a while.
"His sister, Sima's grandsons are cunning enough. This guy is so difficult to deal with. If they try to force their way in, they might lose more than one person." I thought to myself.
After fighting with evil spirits for a long time, I found that this guy is very good at melee combat, that weird illusion, the more people there are, the more powerful it is, no wonder Sima and the others will abandon their own people.
Fatty Wang chanted a mantra from behind. This guy was too lazy to work. He would only use locust tree to replace his life when he came and went.
I tensed up and tried my best to deal with the evil in front of me, and I didn't even dare to pay attention to what was going on with the Seventeenth Lord.
"Death!" Fatty Wang yelled, and the sound of the wooden sign breaking.
I stared at Xie Chong on the other side, but was disappointed to find that the other party had nothing to do, and he didn't even stop his movements.
I secretly cursed Fatty Wang for being a parallel importer, and felt a little worried because I found that my physical strength was gradually failing to keep up.
Yin Xian'er muttered a spell behind her, and the sound of footsteps approached this way. I don't know what the hell this girl is doing, and I don't have time to remind her, so I can only worry in my heart.
A bare hand stretched over my shoulder, and a handful of purple plant seeds floated towards the opposite side.
The purple plant seeds were very miraculous, when they touched the evil creature, they immediately took root and sprouted, and sprouted stalks, binding the opponent's body.
I seized the opportunity and slashed hard at the peeling bronze knife. With a crisp sound, the bronze knife broke into two pieces.
A cloud of black mist sprang out from the broken bronze knife, trying to escape, but I threw a piece of talisman paper and beat me to pieces.
The evil spirit seemed to have been sucked out of his soul, and he fell to the ground without moving.
I looked at the thin vines that were still growing on Xie Chong's body, and then I remembered that Yin Xian'er was also from the witch family.
People in the Wumen are good at communicating with the spirits of all things. Some are proficient in dealing with ghost spirits, while others focus on communicating with the spirits of plants and trees. Yin Xian'er obviously belongs to the latter.
After solving the biggest threat, I breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly looked over to the Seventeenth Lord, and saw that the battle over there was also coming to an end.
I rushed over to help, three times and two times, and dealt with the resurrected human skin figurines, we leaned against the wall to breathe.
Seventeenth Master went to the back passage, picked up the snakeskin bag over there, and tied the snakeskin bag behind his waist with a rope.
After a short rest, we continued to explore. As for the unlucky guy who was tied up by the iron chain, no one paid attention to it from the beginning to the end.
In front of it was a square passageway, pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers. The Seventeenth Lord lit a black candle again.
I don't know what mechanism is in the tomb passage, we walked very cautiously along the way, and the speed was not fast.
In fact, it is said that we should be safe with the old man Sima and the others exploring the way ahead, but this mausoleum is very strange, so be careful, you will never go wrong.
As I was walking, Fatty Wang exclaimed from behind. I turned around suddenly, only to find that this thing was gone.
"He fell." Yin Xian'er turned on the flashlight, pointed to a pothole in the ground, and said nervously.
I ran over and saw that the pit was more than three meters deep. Fatty Wang was standing underneath, jumping up and down and calling for help.
I lay down on the ground and stretched out my arms, intending to pull this thing up, when suddenly there was a mechanism sound inside.
"Help me quickly, the stone walls on both sides are constantly tightening." Fatty Wang shouted in panic.
It was only then that I discovered that there was an arm-thick iron chain on each side of the pit, and as the iron chain tightened, the stone walls on both sides slowly squeezed inward.
The distance between the stone walls on both sides is very narrow. Fatty Wang is oversized, and the room for movement is constantly being squeezed.
In order to prevent being squeezed into a meatloaf, Fatty Wang used his hands and feet together to press against the opposite stone wall, and leaned his back against the other side of the stone wall.
I lay there, stretching out my arms in vain, my mouth was bubbling with anxiety, this guy couldn't protect himself, there was no time to grab my hand.
Yin Xian'er ran over and shone the flashlight down, also staring blankly.
Beads of sweat oozed from Fatty Wang's forehead and slid down to the tip of his nose. The guy's hands and feet were shaking, but the stone wall was still getting tighter and tighter.
Anxiety flashed in my eyes, and I pressed my feet against a stone wall. The huge squeezing force made my calves tremble.
The sound of panting like a cow's breathing came from below, and Fatty Wang's face turned red, and he groaned, looking extremely uncomfortable.
A vigorous figure rushed over. Seventeenth Master raised the fish intestine sword in his hand and swung it down vigorously. A deep gap appeared on the iron chain.
A gleam of hope rose in my eyes. If I can cut off the iron chain in time, Fatty Wang will still be saved. Now it is a race against time.
"Fatty, hold on, be patient for a while longer." I encouraged Fatty Wang loudly.
In order to delay the time as much as possible, I put my hands and feet against the stone walls on both sides to prevent Fatty Wang from being squeezed into meatloaf before the chain was cut off.
Master Seventeen didn't say a word, and kept using the fish intestine sword to swing the iron chain, and the gap was constantly widening.
I calculated the progress. Fatty Wang had great hope of being rescued, but the stone wall was still tightening, and the strong squeezing force made my back completely wet with sweat.
A cold laughter sounded from the other side of the passage, pouring into my heart like a basin of cold water.
"Who?" Yin Xianer asked nervously with a flashlight.
I looked sideways and saw a figure wearing a mask walking slowly towards this side with a sneer in his mouth.
"Mr. Sima has no plan, so he knew there would be mice following him. I came over to have a look, and I was really pleasantly surprised." The masked figure said in a gloating tone.
A haze flashed in my eyes. At the critical moment of rescuing Fatty Wang, an accident happened.
At this moment, the only spare man on our side is Yin Xian'er, but this girl is not good at fighting, so she can only deliver food.
I hesitated for a moment, and wanted to go over to stop the other party, but I saw Fatty Wang below, trembling violently, as if he was about to lose his strength. If my side relaxes, he will bear even more pressure.
The machine brackets creaked and creaked, and the stone walls on both sides left little room for Fatty Wang to breathe.
"Dang!" With a crisp sound, the iron chain on one side suddenly broke.
I was overjoyed in my heart, but the muffled noise still didn't stop, and the stone wall was still slowly tightening.
I suddenly remembered that there was an iron chain on the other side. Only by cutting off the two iron chains could Fatty Wang be saved.
It's a pity that the guy in the mask has already noticed that this side is abnormal, and ran towards this side quickly.
(End of this chapter)
I have only seen records of human skin figurines in the dilapidated Buddhist scriptures, but now that I see the real thing, it can still be said to be moving, and I feel very nervous.
"Master has made a rule that if you want to go to worship him, no matter how many people there are, you must leave a sacrifice, otherwise the way will be blocked." The crooked figure made a hollow sound from his body.
My scalp was numb, looking at the guy bound by iron chains, I thought to myself that old man Sima and his group are really cruel and ruthless, and they are not soft on their own people.
At the same time, I feel that the guy lying in this mausoleum is also a pervert. Most people are afraid of being dug up after death, and it is too late to kill the guy who invades the mausoleum. I have never seen such a strange rule.
The Seventeenth Master didn't say a word, holding the fish intestine sword in his hand, stabbing like the human skin figurine, his movements were fast and sharp.
I cooperated and threw out a few pieces of talisman paper, holding the Gouyu sword tightly, intending to support him at any time, only the idiot would leave a sacrifice for him.
Suddenly, I thought of that girl Li Xiaolei, and my eyes quickly scanned the stone room.
Fortunately, the skins on the back look very old, so that girl should have escaped unharmed.
"Sister Yin, don't be afraid, Brother Fatty will protect you." Fatty Wang said from behind.
I glanced back hastily, and saw that the coward was trembling non-stop, and the girl beside him was still not calm, and it was thanks to him that he could brag.
Knowing that coward, he has such a dead character, I didn't have time to pay attention to him, and paid attention to the battle between the Seventeenth Master and the human skin figurines.
The Fish Intestine Sword is extremely fierce. This legendary weapon with a long history is said to be able to kill all kinds of evil spirits. The human skin figurine seems to be extremely afraid and keeps avoiding it.
The seventeenth master's aura at this moment is like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, and he is completely different from before. No wonder he dared to confront old man Sima alone.
I squinted my eyes slightly, raised my arms slightly, and the two figures in front of me were too entangled, so I didn't dare to throw the hook jade sword rashly.
The iron chains rattled beside him, and the bound figure yelled, as if begging for help, but unfortunately no one paid attention to him.
Seventeenth Lord suddenly let out a muffled snort, and took half a step back, the fierce attack came to a halt.
I don't know what happened, I threw the hook jade sword like a conditioned reflex, to stop the evil spirit from continuing to pursue.
"Be careful, this thing is very evil, it will disturb people's mind with illusions." The Seventeenth Master said in a slightly tired voice.
My Fate Palace is protected by golden soul flames, and I have a certain resistance to illusions. Seeing that the Seventeenth Lord seemed to have suffered a little loss, I immediately threw a few pieces of talisman paper and pushed it up.
The emerald green hooked jade sword collided with the peeling bronze knife, and a gap appeared in the bronze knife, and the evil spirit trembled all over, as if it was also affected.
I recalled the Gouyu Sword and wrestled with that evil spirit, throwing a burning talisman from time to time to distract him.
There was a strange sound coming from the opposite wall. All my attention was focused on that evil spirit, and I had no time to pay attention to other things.
"Oh my god, those human skins stuffed with weeds by the wall seem to come back to life." Fatty Wang said with a trembling voice.
My heart tightened, my movements were half a beat slow, the tip of my nose was slightly cold, and the skinning bronze knife was just a hair away, and it disfigured me.
"Don't be distracted, I have everything to do with me." Master Seventeen's steady voice came from behind.
I didn't dare to be careless anymore, and secretly cursed Fatty Wang for revealing more than enough, and tried to use the Gouyu sword to cut off the skinning bronze knife, because I found that the weak point of that evil spirit seemed to be on the knife.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure passing by, and then, from the opposite corner, there was the sound of fighting.
"Fatty Wang, your sister, don't stand and watch the show." I struggled to cope.
The evil spirit moved extremely fast, and occasionally its body would be split into two. I knew that one of them was an illusion, but I dared not be careless, and I was almost in danger several times.
But every time I was at a disadvantage, I would stare at the skinning bronze knife and chase after it. The evil spirit also had scruples, so I couldn't do anything about it for a while.
"His sister, Sima's grandsons are cunning enough. This guy is so difficult to deal with. If they try to force their way in, they might lose more than one person." I thought to myself.
After fighting with evil spirits for a long time, I found that this guy is very good at melee combat, that weird illusion, the more people there are, the more powerful it is, no wonder Sima and the others will abandon their own people.
Fatty Wang chanted a mantra from behind. This guy was too lazy to work. He would only use locust tree to replace his life when he came and went.
I tensed up and tried my best to deal with the evil in front of me, and I didn't even dare to pay attention to what was going on with the Seventeenth Lord.
"Death!" Fatty Wang yelled, and the sound of the wooden sign breaking.
I stared at Xie Chong on the other side, but was disappointed to find that the other party had nothing to do, and he didn't even stop his movements.
I secretly cursed Fatty Wang for being a parallel importer, and felt a little worried because I found that my physical strength was gradually failing to keep up.
Yin Xian'er muttered a spell behind her, and the sound of footsteps approached this way. I don't know what the hell this girl is doing, and I don't have time to remind her, so I can only worry in my heart.
A bare hand stretched over my shoulder, and a handful of purple plant seeds floated towards the opposite side.
The purple plant seeds were very miraculous, when they touched the evil creature, they immediately took root and sprouted, and sprouted stalks, binding the opponent's body.
I seized the opportunity and slashed hard at the peeling bronze knife. With a crisp sound, the bronze knife broke into two pieces.
A cloud of black mist sprang out from the broken bronze knife, trying to escape, but I threw a piece of talisman paper and beat me to pieces.
The evil spirit seemed to have been sucked out of his soul, and he fell to the ground without moving.
I looked at the thin vines that were still growing on Xie Chong's body, and then I remembered that Yin Xian'er was also from the witch family.
People in the Wumen are good at communicating with the spirits of all things. Some are proficient in dealing with ghost spirits, while others focus on communicating with the spirits of plants and trees. Yin Xian'er obviously belongs to the latter.
After solving the biggest threat, I breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly looked over to the Seventeenth Lord, and saw that the battle over there was also coming to an end.
I rushed over to help, three times and two times, and dealt with the resurrected human skin figurines, we leaned against the wall to breathe.
Seventeenth Master went to the back passage, picked up the snakeskin bag over there, and tied the snakeskin bag behind his waist with a rope.
After a short rest, we continued to explore. As for the unlucky guy who was tied up by the iron chain, no one paid attention to it from the beginning to the end.
In front of it was a square passageway, pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers. The Seventeenth Lord lit a black candle again.
I don't know what mechanism is in the tomb passage, we walked very cautiously along the way, and the speed was not fast.
In fact, it is said that we should be safe with the old man Sima and the others exploring the way ahead, but this mausoleum is very strange, so be careful, you will never go wrong.
As I was walking, Fatty Wang exclaimed from behind. I turned around suddenly, only to find that this thing was gone.
"He fell." Yin Xian'er turned on the flashlight, pointed to a pothole in the ground, and said nervously.
I ran over and saw that the pit was more than three meters deep. Fatty Wang was standing underneath, jumping up and down and calling for help.
I lay down on the ground and stretched out my arms, intending to pull this thing up, when suddenly there was a mechanism sound inside.
"Help me quickly, the stone walls on both sides are constantly tightening." Fatty Wang shouted in panic.
It was only then that I discovered that there was an arm-thick iron chain on each side of the pit, and as the iron chain tightened, the stone walls on both sides slowly squeezed inward.
The distance between the stone walls on both sides is very narrow. Fatty Wang is oversized, and the room for movement is constantly being squeezed.
In order to prevent being squeezed into a meatloaf, Fatty Wang used his hands and feet together to press against the opposite stone wall, and leaned his back against the other side of the stone wall.
I lay there, stretching out my arms in vain, my mouth was bubbling with anxiety, this guy couldn't protect himself, there was no time to grab my hand.
Yin Xian'er ran over and shone the flashlight down, also staring blankly.
Beads of sweat oozed from Fatty Wang's forehead and slid down to the tip of his nose. The guy's hands and feet were shaking, but the stone wall was still getting tighter and tighter.
Anxiety flashed in my eyes, and I pressed my feet against a stone wall. The huge squeezing force made my calves tremble.
The sound of panting like a cow's breathing came from below, and Fatty Wang's face turned red, and he groaned, looking extremely uncomfortable.
A vigorous figure rushed over. Seventeenth Master raised the fish intestine sword in his hand and swung it down vigorously. A deep gap appeared on the iron chain.
A gleam of hope rose in my eyes. If I can cut off the iron chain in time, Fatty Wang will still be saved. Now it is a race against time.
"Fatty, hold on, be patient for a while longer." I encouraged Fatty Wang loudly.
In order to delay the time as much as possible, I put my hands and feet against the stone walls on both sides to prevent Fatty Wang from being squeezed into meatloaf before the chain was cut off.
Master Seventeen didn't say a word, and kept using the fish intestine sword to swing the iron chain, and the gap was constantly widening.
I calculated the progress. Fatty Wang had great hope of being rescued, but the stone wall was still tightening, and the strong squeezing force made my back completely wet with sweat.
A cold laughter sounded from the other side of the passage, pouring into my heart like a basin of cold water.
"Who?" Yin Xianer asked nervously with a flashlight.
I looked sideways and saw a figure wearing a mask walking slowly towards this side with a sneer in his mouth.
"Mr. Sima has no plan, so he knew there would be mice following him. I came over to have a look, and I was really pleasantly surprised." The masked figure said in a gloating tone.
A haze flashed in my eyes. At the critical moment of rescuing Fatty Wang, an accident happened.
At this moment, the only spare man on our side is Yin Xian'er, but this girl is not good at fighting, so she can only deliver food.
I hesitated for a moment, and wanted to go over to stop the other party, but I saw Fatty Wang below, trembling violently, as if he was about to lose his strength. If my side relaxes, he will bear even more pressure.
The machine brackets creaked and creaked, and the stone walls on both sides left little room for Fatty Wang to breathe.
"Dang!" With a crisp sound, the iron chain on one side suddenly broke.
I was overjoyed in my heart, but the muffled noise still didn't stop, and the stone wall was still slowly tightening.
I suddenly remembered that there was an iron chain on the other side. Only by cutting off the two iron chains could Fatty Wang be saved.
It's a pity that the guy in the mask has already noticed that this side is abnormal, and ran towards this side quickly.
(End of this chapter)
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