newbobooks Chapter 107
Chapter 107
Song Minhuan held the map given by Gong Zilan in his hand, followed the map to the place marked on it.He hid behind the pillar. Not far away was a glorious and gloomy underground palace. Because it was separated by an enchantment, the sky was gray. The entrance to the underground palace was two huge statues of gods.
The god statues are all carved by Shijun, who holds a scepter in his hand, with thousands of bones under his feet, and a group of evil spirits behind him, with a majestic and solemn momentum.The sun eye pattern is engraved on it, as if countless eyes poked out from the gap in the abyss in a trance, evil spirits are spying on a group of ignorant believers.
Gong Zilan's voice came from Song Minhuan's ear.
"We are waiting for you here. If you succeed, send a message, and Feng Yuan and I will control this door and let you through when the time comes."
"Remember not to wait too long. There is a lot of evil here, and your eyes are too deeply infected by the evil. If you stay for a long time, it is likely to continue to deteriorate."
Gongzi Lan: "Sacrificial evil curses are not comparable to ordinary evil curses. Your master's heart-protecting lotus can at most prevent evil from continuing to infect. Those that have already been infected... can't be recovered."
Song Minhuan's fingertips touched the evil spirit in front of him. Ever since he stepped into this place, he really felt that his eyes were very uncomfortable and his vision was blurry.
Stretching out a hand from the side, Feng Yuan cast a wave of spiritual power on his eyes, "This spiritual power can last for four hours, Shan Shan, you try to come back within four hours. If you can't get it, we can do it next time." Look for another opportunity, don’t worry.”
Song Minhuan felt the warmth on his eyelids, he blinked, and felt that the light in front of him was much brighter, and his eyes were not so uncomfortable.
"Thank you, senior," Song Minhuan sincerely thanked Feng Yuan, and then said, "I'm going now, if I don't come back within four hours, you don't have to wait for me."
Where's the second chance?If he goes in, he will definitely alarm Shijun and the others. What he has to do is to find a way to take the three-eyed female ghost away before Shijun sends someone to arrest him.
If he can't come out within four hours, I'm afraid he won't have a chance to come out again.
It was Zhuang Li who stood guard here... He had to find a way not to hurt Xiao Zhuang.
Song Minhuan didn't waste any more time, he followed a group of ghost soldiers, and at the moment the bronze door closed, he sneaked in from his body.
The sky was gloomy and shrouded the entire underground palace. After stepping in, Song Minhuan saw the scene in front of him clearly and stood there in a daze for a long time.
In front of him was a majestic and majestic underground palace, with white jade railings and gilded gold, and several sky-breaking pillars propping up the palace. On the pillars were carved statues of servant gods. come up.
The silver-white hair scattered behind him like a waterfall, and the candlelight illuminated the world.The man was wearing a tunic and a gown with sun-eye patterns. Although his face could not be seen, all the little ghosts below were kneeling and worshiping. Their eyes were filled with admiration and awe.
The scepter was carved dark and gorgeous, with a faint light on it. The palace behind him was dark and deep, like a ray of light that fell from the sky and illuminated the ghost domain.
There are servants on the four pillars, and the statues carved on each of them have different meanings, and the common thing is to praise the servants.
Song Minhuan walked on the white jade bridge, carved with patterns of sun eyes, and the torches in the copper basins illuminated the way ahead. At the bottom of the bridge was a dark and thick river, and many deep purple bonsai flowers bloomed on it.
He followed a group of ghost soldiers. These ghost soldiers walked to the gate of the main hall and met another group of ghost soldiers. The leader of the masked ghost soldiers said: "Just now there is news that someone has sneaked in from outside. Strengthen your guard." , Don’t let go of suspicious people when you see them.”
"If you encounter Master Xu and Master Zhuang Li, notify them immediately."
How did you get the news so soon?Song Minhuan felt a little tricky, Xu Wanqin and Zhuang Li are guarding here now, he can't go to Zhuang Li's place, he wants to call Yan Laguo
He quietly stepped onto the eaves and looked at the terrain of the entire underground palace from above. Gong Zilan's map did not have a topographic map of the underground palace. He did not know where the three-eyed female ghost was.
He needs to find the position of the three-eyed female ghost by himself.
Song Minhuan looked down and saw that the ghost soldiers below were neat and orderly with a clear division of labor. They each guarded different places, and they would alternate every once in a while.
He observed for a while, and found that there was a hidden side hall near the Baiyu Bridge. The palace there looked old and should have been abandoned.Many thorns and vines grew around the courtyard wall, and the ghost soldiers would approach that courtyard wall when patrolling.
It seems to be the most suitable place to choose to do it now.
Song Minhuan jumped down from the courtyard wall, and when the last ghost soldier passed by, the dagger touched the ghost soldier's neck, and along the way, touched the ghost soldier's acupuncture points, and disappeared on the spot with the ghost soldier's figure.
The whole process took only a few seconds, and the ghost soldier didn't have time to make a sound, and he couldn't move his body.He put a talisman on the ghost soldier, and asked, "Where is Lord Fengyuan now?"
The ghost soldier caught by him should have been hanged before his death. There were deep bruises around his neck, his face was dark purple, and his eyes protruded outwards, staring straight at him.
Hearing his question, the ghost soldier opened his mouth, a long tongue fell out, and said with difficulty: "Lord Feng Yuan... is now in the ruined palace."
"Where is the ruined palace?"
"It's... at the east gate."
Song Minhuan asked about the general situation, erased the ghost soldier's memory, and brought him back.
The ghost soldier who was released from the restraint stuffed his tongue back into his mouth, and stood there for a while, and then a team of ghost soldiers came over, and he followed immediately with his halberd in hand.
Song Minhuan didn't leave where he was. Compared with the main hall, the patrol here is not strict. He felt a barrier outside the courtyard.
There is no writing on the plaque on the gate of the palace, the two sides are bleak and quiet, the age is too long, the pattern on the Zhumen can no longer be seen clearly, it is rusty and not locked.The crack of the door showed a little, and the ground was dark, which seemed to be blood.
I don't know what this hall is for, he stood here for a while, some ghost soldiers came here for a change of guard, and some were talking in a low voice.
"Inside...is he still in here?"
"I heard that there was another fight with Mr. Shuozhou. Mr. Shuozhou just left a few days ago, and he fainted here. No one cares about him."
"My lord said that we should only report when we see him, and we can't get in, so don't meddle in other people's business, we won't die anyway."
After the two ghost soldiers finished speaking in a low voice, they continued to guard their posts.After listening to a few words, Song Minhuan planned to go to the east gate, but the moment he turned around, there was a crisp sound from the door, and he seemed to catch something out of the corner of his eyes.
It was a pair of silver sword buckles.
He stood still in place, and the ghost soldiers didn't care when they heard the movement, meanness and indifference were engraved on their faces, whether the people inside were dead or alive had nothing to do with them.
Separated by a wall, Song Minhuan hesitated for a moment, then reached out and touched the barrier.This enchantment is not difficult to break, he broke through the enchantment and climbed in through the courtyard wall, stepped on the ground with his black boots, and his figure appeared.
This side hall is indeed deserted, and it seemed more like a temple before.The vermilion paint has been peeled off, the sandalwood windows exude an old and decayed atmosphere, and the mud is mixed with solidified blood.Next to Zhumen, under the shadow of the courtyard wall, there is a figure there.
The young man was wearing a gown with sun-eye patterns. His body was soaked in blood, and the exposed part of his lower jaw was pale. He was still holding his own sword with his fingertips. On his chest, there was a deep bone wound.
The wound was stitched hastily, dripping blood dripped from the boy's fingertips.He covered his wound with one hand, and tried to support the sword with the other hand to stand up. He struggled to hold the sword, and soon his fingertips fell down again.
Song Minhuan watched from a distance, his eyes fell on the pair of buckles on the youth's sword, which he had gifted to him before.
He didn't expect such a coincidence...to meet Zhuang Li here, or the injured Zhuang Li.
Thinking of what Feng Yuan said, he stood there a little bit shaken in his heart.The blood was slightly glaring, and the way the young man treated his wounds was too rough, and he didn't take his body seriously at all.
And it seemed that there was more than one injury, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to use his spiritual power, and he hadn't felt his existence for so long.
But in a few moments, he made a decision in his heart.
He changed into the appearance of a ghost soldier who had hanged himself just now, and walked to Zhuang Li's side.When he was almost in front of Zhuang Li, a thick murderous aura emanated out, and the young man lying on the ground saw him clearly, and spoke in an obscure and ugly voice.
"Who allowed you to come in... Get out."
Song Minhuan probably understands the hierarchy system here, Zhuang Li has a high rank, but now he is a newcomer, and Shuozhou and the others often trouble him, those ghost soldiers and the ghost world probably don't think much of him.
Zhuang Li was not surprised when he came here, but he really didn't want his weak side to be seen by others.Fortunately, Zhuang Li has no ability to resist now, otherwise he will be torn to pieces.
It was only when he got closer that he could see Zhuang Li's face clearly. Of those eyes, one was still deep black, and the other was lifeless gray.
Zhuang Li gave him the other sky eye, so he became blind in one eye.
Song Minhuan squatted down, he now had the face of a hanged ghost, that face looked eerie, he saw a gloomy look from Zhuang Li's eyes, and there was a bit of disgust.
It seemed that Zhuang Li couldn't recognize him, so he felt relieved.
He took out the silver needle and medicine powder from his pocket, and found that the young man opposite him was clenching the sword in his hand, his aura was gloomy and frightening, full of a strong sense of warning.
"I won't hurt you," Song Minhuan wrote these words on Zhuang Li's hand, and then wrote softly, "I'm here to help you."
"Help me?" Zhuang Li sneered, "I don't need it, you'd better get out, or I'll cut you into pieces and give them to the starving ghost."
Even though he was so weak, he still didn't forget to speak harshly. Song Minhuan felt a little unclear about his emotions. If he had the ability, he would probably take Xiao Zhuang away, but this is the path Zhuang Li chose.
He didn't talk to Zhuang Li again, when he poked Zhuang Li's wound with a silver needle, Zhuang Li's breath tensed to the extreme, and a sword light suddenly came towards him.
Song Minhuan turned sideways to avoid it, but he still didn't dodge it completely in a hurry. There was a bloodstain on his wrist in an instant, hot blood spilled, and the blood was a normal bright red.
Zhuang Li had used all his strength for this sword light, his face was pale, and he fainted.
"I knew it was a joke." Song Minhuan stared at Zhuang Li's closed eyes, and said softly to himself, "I don't know what you're planning, idiot."
Where he didn't notice, the fingertips of the young man who was pretending to be dizzy moved slightly, the murderous aura and gloomy violence on the young man gradually subsided, and his eyelashes trembled slightly for a moment.
Song Min Huan Yanyue drought could not be stopped, he helped Zhuang Li re-sew up the wound, checked Zhuang Li's injury, found that Zhuang Li's tendons had exhausted his spiritual energy and his internal injuries were also serious.
I don't know how to make myself like this.
He couldn't stay here for too long, so he left two bottles of medicine for warming and nourishing tendons for Zhuang Li, and then he disappeared from the yard.
After the person left, Zhuang Li on the ground opened his eyes. He looked down at the crooked knot in his palm, and his palm suddenly tightened.
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