Unlucky black cat

Chapter 242 Eight Hundred Bhikshunis

Phew, it's so hot.

How long do we have to go?

I feel like I'm starting to smoke.

Ha, I see the distortion in the air.

The ancient city filled with smoke and dust.

Jiang Sheng led the crowd for a whole morning, but still couldn't get out of a few streets.

The city is astonishingly large.

Only by being there can you fully appreciate it.

The restless marchers gradually lost their composure.

They murmured softly and whispered to each other.

It depends on Jiang Sheng’s hearing.

How could he not be aware of it.

Even if these movements are subtle, they are extremely clear to it.

Haha, so, are we crossing the desert?

A few optimistic people can occasionally make a joke.

...

But people who are already pessimistic don't want to talk at all.

The surrounding scenery is either loess or yellow sand.

Compared to the original streets.

The buildings on both sides of the road almost never change.

They had passed the whole morning, but seemed to be going in circles.

Can we really go out?

The sweltering heat makes people's minds no longer clear.

After all, this is the underworld.

The tiredness of the limbs was suspicious.

Woo...

Xu Shi finally broke her nerves, and a girl couldn't help crying.

She covered her mouth with her hands, trying to suppress her voice and suppressing the blush on her cheeks.

Don't worry, we'll get out of here.

Another girl comforted her nearby.

I understand, I'm just scared.

The crying girl nodded downward.

What are you afraid of? I think this hell is just like that.

A certain bold man grinned.

You see, it's been a day, and we haven't encountered any ghosts, except of course the Eight-Armed Immortal.

The man's words should have resonated with some rational people.

And the imagination of some escapees.

Then someone added something.

Indeed, do you think this is due to the exhaustion of spiritual energy?

Is it the theory of Jedi Heavenly Tong? It's possible.

So are we quite safe?

Safety is a ghost, I'm almost dying from the heat.

Well, what I mean is that compared to the situation of being surrounded by monsters and monsters, we are now the lucky ones among the misfortunes, right?

That's true.

Anyway, let's stick to it, we have no other choice now.

Well, let's go, Xiaowen, don't cry either.

I know, woohoo, I know.

Human beings are always emotional.

This makes them fall into despair.

It also makes them survive in desperate situations.

Although the crowd at the moment has not encountered ghosts yet.

It's just because Jiang Sheng bypassed the powerful aura.

But the mood of the marchers did become slightly more relaxed.

In this regard, Jiang Sheng is also happy to see the success.

So he waved his hand in the dark, attracting a thick rain cloud.

The sky suddenly became dark.

The sun is blocked out.

The surface temperature begins to drop.

It is going to rain!

I don’t know who shouted first.

Cool!

So timely!

Then, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

In a slightly noisy environment.

Only Guan Xiner, who was walking behind Jiang Sheng, noticed the black cat's movements.

Her eyes lit up slightly.

But he didn't step forward to expose it.

Just an eight-armed boy.

He is indeed a good monster.

…

At noon.

The cat demon led everyone to find a Buddhist temple.

This is where it is prepared to serve as a temporary base for ordinary people.

There is a broken Buddha statue in the lobby.

There is a strong sense of disaster left in the Buddha statue.

Using it as a material, Jiang Sheng can build several powerful barriers.

Thus, it can protect the safety of its surroundings when it goes out.

At least ordinary monsters can't get in.

besides.

The area of ​​the Buddhist hall is also large enough.

At least hundreds of people can rest at the same time.

You can walk back and forth without feeling crowded.

From today on, you will stay here.

A spell was cast at random.

Cleaned up the dust on the ground.

Jiang Shengnai turned his head and said to everyone.

Remember not to go out at will. Only in this way can I move freely. In addition, I will also deliver some food to you regularly to ensure your basic needs. Once I find a way to go back, I will come to pick you up immediately. Leave. What's going on? Do you understand?

I understand.

Thank you, Eight-Armed Immortal.

We must be obedient.

Thank you, the great immortal, for taking care of us.

Voices with different emotions rang out from the crowd.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Suddenly, Jiang Sheng, Xing Tai, and a few people standing outside heard some strange noises.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

The sound was very rhythmic.

It's like gold and iron intertwined.

It's like sharpening a knife.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

A young man with his back to the wing seemed to have identified the source of the sound.

I saw him stretching out his arms curiously.

He opened a nearby door.

ah!

next moment.

The man screamed with fear on his face.

He fell backward and fell to the ground.

Because he saw clearly what was in the room.

It was an old nun three meters tall.

Huge in size.

The skin is blue and black.

In his hand was a machete four to five meters long.

Wearing a Prajna mask on his face, and hanging purple wood Buddha beads on his waist.

Well.

At this time, the nun was huddled in the side room.

Kneel with your legs on the ground.

His hands polished the edge of the knife.

Obviously, Jiang Sheng's perception was wrong.

It failed to detect the other party's existence in advance.

Because there is no disaster in the nun's body.

This made the black cat mistakenly believe that there were no monsters in the temple.

But actually.

The nun is the demon who created the Buddhist temple.

She is the deceased here.

…

Well.

He probably heard the movement outside the door.

A nun who always sits upright.

Turning over the extremely shriveled head.

It stared at the people outside the house.

Then he crossed the knife and slowly straightened up.

Monster, monster, monster!

The crowd approaching the meditation room began to retreat in panic.

Several people were knocked to the ground unexpectedly.

But before they could figure out the situation.

A flash of sword light has already arrived with the wind.

when!

Until a loud and tooth-trembling collision sound passed by.

Silence was restored in front of the Buddhist hall.

Jiang Sheng blocked the nun's knife.

Use your own claws.

The monsters are looking at each other.