On the Evil Consequences of Cultivating Immortals in Reality

All the little bastards in Wuli are more serious, don't offend the person who is following Wen Chizhou. "

The adjutant first carefully wrote down the general's orders, and then expressed his doubts.

"What kind of status is the person next to Prime Minister Wen, who needs such special treatment from the general?"

His own general even hates Prime Minister Wen!Thinking about it this way, the other party's background might be even more extraordinary.

Gao Li couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth mockingly, half impatient, half cold, but he still replied patiently: "He is a high-ranking monk, do you understand? It's okay, don't wander in front of them and get in the way."

Otherwise, there is no reason to die!

When the adjutant heard that he was a monk, he quickly widened his eyes, his pupils trembling slightly, as if he had mentioned a good psychological shadow that had been hidden all along.

Seeing this, Gao Li sneered.

"Look at your worthless appearance."

"But general, that's a monk..." The adjutant wanted to say something, but was interrupted roughly by Gao Li.

Gao Li said: "Of course I know this, isn't it a monk? It's like someone hasn't seen it!" He snorted coldly, then ignored the adjutant who had lingering fears, and strode towards the camp.

The adjutant couldn't change Gao Li's will, so he could only pace around in a hurry, and then hurriedly chased after Gao Li's figure before he disappeared from sight.

This night, the stars were dim, and those ghostly mountain spirits hidden in the mountains and forests seemed to be unshackled, and they were dancing wildly under the strange moonlight.

In front of the gloomy temple, on a specially decorated open space, a group of demons danced wildly.

There are unpopular spirits, some dead souls, and some indescribable and indescribable infiltrating ghosts... They gather together to dance an unknown dance, and then under the guidance of an inexplicable force, they dance together. Drilled into the golden body of the main hall of the temple.

thump—

An eerie and gloomy bell sounded far away outside the temple after all the lights in the temple were ignited spontaneously.

The candlelight ignited an unnatural green light, illuminating the golden Buddha statue even more strangely.

The sound of the bell was transmitted to the village at the foot of the mountain, and the two people who had already washed and slept opened their eyes at the same time.

Xiang Junhua got up, his expression still confused after being woken up, in the next room, Wen Chizhou grabbed the coat from the screen and put it on his shoulders, outside the open window, the shadows of the mountains under the night were faintly visible.

Wen Chizhou's eyes were deep and dark like others', so he seemed to have seen through the source of the vision, looking at the dark night in the distance, and said slowly.

"Midnight chimes, such an ominous wind... is it right?"

The author has something to say: Xiang Junhua tried to protect his shortcomings, but Xiang Junhua failed to protect his shortcomings.

Why is my temper so weak? !Xiang Junhua slapped the table and was furious.

Wen Chizhou said lightly: "It's okay, as long as you can move around in the nest."

Xiang Junhua: ...To be honest, I think you are blackmailing me, and there is evidence!

author--

Is it going to be a holiday?Scratching your head in a daze?

135. Jinjiang Literature City

130 nine

"Wen Chizhou, did you hear the bell?"

Xiang Junhua from the next room opened the window, and there were still a few red marks on his face from being stunned, rubbing his face violently to dispel the drowsiness, his brows became more serious.

These days, very few people stay up in the middle of the night, deliberately lighting lamps and cooking wax just to watch the moonlight. In a word, that is the pretense of the rich, not the life of the poor.

So as soon as the window was opened, the nearby houses had already been resettled early, and the sight was a darkness that could not be seen.

Ordinary people can see clearly within a radius of five meters outside the window at most, relying on the oil lamp lit on the table to continue their life, and if they are further away, they will not be able to see clearly at all.

Fortunately, Xiang Junhua, a monk with keen five senses, can see a little further.

Remembering the weird bell, I didn't deliberately tease the neighbor who didn't sleep at night, I jumped over the window sill two or three times, the snow-white clothes fluttered, and then slid down gracefully like a swallow's wings. Leaning tall and tall in front of the window, he raised his eyes and said to the human being who was less than half an arm's distance away from him: "Isn't that a dream I had after I fell asleep?"

Wen Chizhou looked at this man curiously. Although the sky is dark and there are no other people around, it would be too indecent to run out in obscene clothes.

Running around in sleeping clothes, in the eyes of the ancients, what is the difference between this and streaking?

Although Xiang Junhua was eager to find out the origin of the bell, Wen Chizhou's strange eyes reminded him, and he looked at himself belatedly.

Ah!

"Lend me one of your clothes, anyway, you are the only one here who doesn't like it." He was right, he would care about such trivial things as what he was wearing at a time like this, and it was this University of Wen whose life was so finely detailed. Prime Minister.

Stretch out your hand generously towards Wen Chizhou in the window, you are obviously wearing the same clothes, why is there something extra on your shoulder?Since you are the one who dislikes me, then you are responsible for giving me a dress!

Xiang Junhua urged: "Hurry up!"

Wen Chizhou was dumbfounded, shook his head helplessly, raised his hand and brought a black bottomed gold jacket from the inner room and threw it to him.

When the clothes flew over, Xiang Junhua quickly received them, and then draped them on his shoulders gracefully.

Raising his eyebrows, he said unrulyly, "Is he handsome?"

Wen Chizhou nodded with a smile, and calmly brushed off the folds on the sleeves that had appeared due to the action just now. The dark fabric reflected the star-like light under the lit candle.

Seeing this, Xiang Junhua murmured: "Anyway, you are on the third floor to the left and the third floor to the right. What's wrong with lending me one?"

You look like bamboo shoots when you go out every day. If you don’t look good, you’ll be handsome.

Before he could finish speaking, he was met with a look from Wen Chizhou.

The candlelight was dim, the phoenix eyes were bright, the clean face was not sleepy, the black underwear was slim and straight, and there was an indescribable affection in his eyes.

The well-fitting black clothes were like the night in the sky covering the sky, which made this person exude a cold and sharp style that was completely different from before.

The line of sight fell unnaturally on the overlapping area of ​​the collar of the other party. After all, he just got up from the bed. That area is not as tightly covered as usual, but a small section of fair skin color is loosely exposed.

The dark silver patterns woven together by Xiu Niang's skillful hands flow slowly under the illumination of the light, wrapping around the edge of the collar like a small snake, and extending down suggestively. The pen and ink are only for the deceptive sensuality that is intentionally revealed.

Black and white, white and white, black and white clearly make people feel empty, and those quiet eyes are also covered with a layer of mystery as if they have feelings.

Once this person takes off his clothes at night, is he planning to turn into a goblin and take my life?

Xiang Junhua didn't dare to look any further, and hugged his arms, his expression was so deep that he could only sigh.

A distance away from a window, the rustling sound of dressing crossed sensitive ears, staring at Junhua, thinking of something without slowing down, turning around and staring at the person in sight, Protest loudly.

"Go out at this time, are you serious?"

The people in the room were fastening the middle coats of which layers they did not know, when they heard this, the smile on their lips was as light and elegant as blue, wanton and moving.

"That's the time to go out."

Xiang Junhua was puzzled: "What's the reason? Can you let it go?"

Wen Chizhou smiled, picked up a jade hairpin that was removed before going to bed, and simply rolled up the black hair, the crown of hair might be loose, blocking half of the white and tender ear tips.

"The bell is ringing." He sighed, and then laughed again, as if to say a no-brainer, "so everything that should come has come."

"..." Xiang Junhua was ignorant of what he heard, but he roughly understood that they were going out to fight a tough battle later, and they definitely wouldn't be able to sleep tonight, so - do it!

Unhappy and unhappy, he climbed back to the house at a fast speed, but he didn't know what kind of hobby it was to climb the window when the door was closed, to save trouble?

Compared with Wen Chizhou's, there are much fewer clothes, so that he and Wen Chizhou can step out of the room without any difference.After going out, the two of them did not delay, but looked at each other tacitly, and walked towards the camp where the army was stationed outside the village hand in hand.

Unlike the village, which was pitch black at night, countless torches were still lit in the barracks to guard against Xiao Xiao.

The patrolling soldiers arranged the three hours of the night strictly according to the schedule of the officers. The two figures who came outside the camp under the moonlight were spotted by the sharp-eyed scouts before they got too close.

"The important place of the military camp, stop those who come!"

The soldiers guarding the gate shouted loudly, the weapons in their hands were ready to go.

All I could hear was a faint laugh coming from the darkness.

"Are we being treated as thieves?"

Xiang Junhua and Wen Chizhou appeared together, Xiang Junhua was alright, but everyone knew the face of Dai Guo's prime minister here.

As soon as Wen Chizhou showed up, the soldiers in sight immediately dared not neglect, clasped their fists and saluted, and some clever people immediately ran to the general's tent in the central camp to inform the chief general who was resting.

Gao Li's face was stinky after being woken up by two annoying guys at night, but no matter how stinky he was, he still had to take good care of Wen Chizhou.

From Gao Li's face, he could see a long string of reluctant Xiang Junhua twitching his mouth secretly, Wen Chizhou is not kind, he knows that Gao Li hates him, but he doesn't forget to tease him occasionally, to see if he is childish?

Gao Li used a depressing tone, and warned coldly: "Prime Minister Wen has something important to ask this general?"

No Lao Tzu and you endless!

Wen Chizhou's expression was indifferent, as if he didn't care about Gao Li's tough tone at all, he played with walnuts with his fingers, and told his reasons for coming one by one in a slow manner.

As soon as the pair of Wenwan walnuts appeared on the stage, the corners of Gao Li's eyes fluctuated between cramping and stiffness, and his face looked particularly scary.

"You mean, there will be big changes in the mountains tonight?" Gao Li is not a person who abolishes the public for personal reasons, so no matter how much he thinks about Wen Chizhou in his heart, the two are still civil and military double walls in the court of Daiguo. , he has always been reliable.

He waved his hand to call a few lieutenants, and ordered scouts to go into the mountain to investigate. The whole process was crisp and clean, and it seemed that he had really listened to Wen Chizhou's words.

Xiang Junhua looked thoughtfully at the faces of the two of them, then turned his head and secretly yawned.

He hasn't woken up yet.

Barely squeezing a tear or two from his dry eye sockets, Xiang Junhua felt that his eyes must be bleeding.

"Xiang Junhua."

"Xiang Junhua?"

"Huh? Yes."

When the first sound came, Xiang Junhua, who was drowsy, didn't realize it. When the second sound came again, he wiped his face and seemed to be refreshed at last.

Xiang Junhua: "Is there something wrong?"

Fingers tapped on the wooden table in front of him lightly, and the sound echoed in the tent, and the feeling of heartbeat suddenly became extremely clear, especially when no one spoke.

Gao Liting was a little startled, wondering what Wen Chizhou was trying to do?

Wen Chizhou squinted his eyes, and couldn't see what he was thinking from his face at all, he could only barely judge from his tone.

"It's not a good omen that the bells you and I heard together."

Xiang Junhua put on an attitude of all ears, and he got used to it a few times, and now his expression is very sincere, just like listening to a teacher in class, "How do you say it?"

Wen Chizhou: "The bell has been responsible for offering sacrifices to the heaven and the earth since ancient times, and it has the responsibility of ringing to warn. Whether it is a mortal sacrifice to heaven or a funeral bell to mourn, they all evolved from this. But the most frequent bell ringing place, where do you think it is?"

Xiang Junhua was dizzy at this moment, and didn't react for a while, but Gao Li was beside him, calmly taking over.

"It's temples and Taoist palaces, advocating sacrifices and funerals."

After speaking, seeing Wen Chizhou's half-smile glance, Gao Li scoffed, and looked away unhappy.

Wen Chizhou was not so gentle with other people, especially Gao Li, who still had festivals in the government. He said calmly: "That's right, but do you know why the two of them are waiting for the bell to ring?"

He was slow to react once before, and was rushed to answer. This time, Xiang Junhua pinched his thigh, and the pain stimulated him to be in good condition. He turned his head and thought of the person he talked about in recent conversations, which was a blessing to his heart.

"Because... it's all related to God?"

"..." There was a smile in Wen Chizhou's eyes, and he nodded slightly. Although Xiang Junhua didn't see Wen Chizhou not smiling after the incident, it seems to him now that the smile is much more real, and it no longer looks like a smile. As before, there is indifference in the alienation, a kind of desolation of isolation.

Wen Chizhou didn't know that Xiang Junhua had so many thoughts in his mind, so he explained patiently.

"The bell is a ritual vessel. It is indispensable in temples and Taoist palaces where sacrifices are often required. Whether it is going up to the nine heavens or going down to the underworld, it is always necessary to ring the bell. But the bell just now has no heaven and earth The clean air of Gangzheng is very evil. Therefore, I speculate that there are [-]% evil doves occupying the nest of magpies. "

Hearing this, Xiang Junhua made inferences and said, "Is it related to the prostitution we are investigating?"

"A child can be taught." Wen Chizhou narrowed his eyes happily.

Disgusted by this harmonious scene, Gao Li vigorously rolled his eyes, unlike his usual calm appearance when he went to court.

Half an hour later, none of the scouts came back.

Gao Li, already aware of what had happened in the mountain, swung his troops out of the camp, and said decisively: "Don't wait, go up the mountain!"

Xiang Junhua couldn't help saying: "Don't hesitate any longer?"

I have nothing to do with Wen Chizhou, but these soldiers are mortals with mortal bodies. If they enter the mountain like this, they may not come back!

"Boy, are you a monk?" Gao Li said with a smile instead of anger: "Then do you know where this piece of land belongs? You don't need to answer, let me tell you, this place belongs to the country of Dai, and I am a soldier of the country of Dai , each of them is the iron wall of the country, and all their ancestors have been buried under every inch of land here. Tell me now, should we hesitate?"

He was in awe of Junhua, as if he was meeting this serious man for the first time.

"You are right, please!"

Watching this large group of people holding torches, they walked towards the dark mountain forest without hesitation. The people in front quickly disappeared, and the people behind followed closely without fear.

After watching for a while, Xiang Junhua couldn't help but chanted to Wen Chizhou.

"I was shocked just now."

Wen Chizhou shook his head slightly, his lips, which were as pale as the thin cold moonlight, curled up in a slightly warm and sighing arc.

"Although I don't like Gao Li's stupid loyalty, sometimes I have to admire him. It is these mortals who support the backbone of a country with their own bones and blood."

The author has something to say: Gao Li's character design is very complicated, but unfortunately I didn't give him a good name at the beginning. In this book, he is at least the name of the protagonist. Even if he is younger, he can be a high-ranking person Male second, what a pity...

This is an indescribable cultivation of immortals =-=

136. Jinjiang Literature City

140

How much does the country weigh?

From the beginning of an era to the end of an era, like a shooting star, countless famous writers and generals, together with countless ordinary people, can support it.

If such a weight is concretized in appearance, then even the monks who pursue the way of detachment will be daunted.There is no other, just because the will of countless people is too shocking to the soul.

Wen Chizhou suddenly mentioned a point at this moment.

"Do you think this is very similar to becoming a god?"

It is also a collective product of human beliefs, and it does not make sense to become another thing.

Xiang Junhua nodded obediently and expressed his opinion.

"It's very similar."

"Be bold, it's actually exactly the same, except that this trend of spiritual thinking points to the concept of a country, not an individual." Wen Chizhou said here, and smiled silently, "If it points to an individual, then this person must be Can become a god."

Xiang Junhua: "Then why is no one doing this?"

Wen Chizhou: "Because the low-level ordinary people may not know the cultivation method of Shinto, but the noble people with precious blood passed down from their ancestors know it better than anyone else. That's why the folks are so active in cracking down on prostitution and sacrifices. No one wants to have a headache. Suddenly, there is an indescribable god."

Xiang Junhua wondered: "It's not right, didn't you say that there are only advantages and no disadvantages in righteousness?"

Wen Chizhou: "That depends on how you think about it. For ordinary people who live only a few decades, having the protection of such a great god is the best thing in the world, but for those who exercise power and manipulate other people's lives, they It is not so easy to accept the existence of gods if we are not sticking to food and clothing but longing for more precious things. But this is just the view of ordinary people. In the eyes of monks who pursue eternal life, the gods obtained in this way are not right."

"Isn't it right?" Xiang Junhua chewed on these two words, as if savoring something.

"The gods are strong when the country is strong, and the gods are destroyed when the country is destroyed. What monks pursue is the way of longevity. How can they trample on a refined body because of the fate of the country that is only a few hundred years old?"

Wen Chizhou looked at the mountains and rivers shrouded in the night, as if a giant beast was crawling on the ground, restraining its minions.

"The king of a country regards the world as his own pocket, but the monks know that the heaven, earth, rivers, yin and yang are naturally governed by the way of heaven. The best thing a mortal can say is that he has insisted on it for a hundred years and listened to it a lot. Ming Jun has also become a joke."

Xiang Junhua: "Hey. After all, monks don't look down on the divine way, right? Although you have praised the solemnity of the divine way to me several times, no matter how I hear it, I feel that this is not the right way. A monk practices, and finally cultivates himself into an indescribable Things, is the true result of cultivation still yourself? I think Shinto is a bit scary."

"Listen to the voices of thousands of people, and you will become the appearance of thousands of people. If you accept the wishes of 10 people, you will have the ability to carry 10 people..."

Wen Chizhou smiled: "If you are looking for a shortcut, Shinto is actually the best choice."

However, I would like to thank Junhua for not being sensitive.

"I don't understand why you have to talk about the divine way with me. Is it because we are going to face monks who practice the divine way?"

Wen Chizhou asked in a low voice, "I'm reminding you."

"I?"

"Because I suddenly discovered not long ago that although Xiang Junhua's talent for immortality is extraordinary, you seem to be walking the path of the divine way."

Wen Chizhou's phoenix eyes were deep, making the person being watched feel uncomfortable.

Xiang Junhua created a villain out of thin air and held it with his hands. The villain also cleverly made various expressions, as dexterous as a living person. The way of practice could not be clearer.

"You think too much."

Wen Chizhou didn't even look at the villain Junhua was holding in his hands, and calmly looked away.

"hope so."

The air was a little stagnant, and Xiang Junhua shrank his shoulders unaccustomed to it, looking at the forest ahead that was still shrouded in darkness.

Not long after Gao Li and the others entered the mountain, the two of them chose another direction to enter the mountain.

Bored on the way into the mountain, the two sides picked up a topic to pass the time and increase knowledge by the way.

Wen Chizhou's rich knowledge is rare in his life. With this opportunity, Xiang Junhua naturally doesn't mind learning more from him.

It's just that after chatting for a long time, with the pace of the two of them, they should have arrived at the location of the temple on the mountainside, but at the end of their vision, there was a blank fog.

What's more noteworthy is that the mountains and forests at night should be inhabited by birds and insects, and the wild animals that come to prey at night should not make this place so quiet and almost dead?

"I always feel like there is something hidden in the thick fog around me..." Xiang Junhua rolled up his long sleeves irritably while pushing away the branches on the road.

Wen Chizhou next to him was dressed more complicatedly than him, wearing a wide-sleeved dress that would not be rude to step into a palace banquet, unexpectedly walking in the wilderness of the weeds and shrubs in the mountains and forests.

Taking a closer look at Xiang Junhua, he found that while he was walking, the weeds and rocks had a cool aura blowing past them. When he approached, the gravel obediently rolled to the sides, and the weeds and shrubs naturally bowed... No wonder I am better than others Embarrassed, look at this exquisite energy?

Served.

Taking off his coat and holding it in his hand, he didn't have the subtlety of controlling spiritual power, so he could only use this method to avoid embarrassment.

As soon as the slim robe was taken off, the dark red tunic sleeves on the inside exposed the slender arms and solid figure.

Wen Chizhou glanced over and waved his hand, the spiritual power to open up the way suddenly strengthened, and now Xiang Junhua didn't have to compete with the branches he encountered along the way.

Acknowledgment to Junhua, but he didn't put his clothes back on, and said: "Are we going around in circles?"

No. 16 walked through the same darkness, he shouted uncertainly.

Unlike Xiang Junhua's uncertainty, Wen Chizhou, who had an excellent memory, gave him an affirmative answer.

"There are indeed ghosts, but they don't seem to be malicious."

The lack of malice is also the reason why Wen Chizhou chose to watch these countless circles with a cold eye. In this deep mountain where unknown and strange things are happening, any existence without malice is a valuable ally. If there is no accident, he has no intention of adding variables to this trip.

He is such a guy who has strict requirements on results, accidents should be the thing he dislikes the least.

Before Xiang Junhua could guess what was going on here, crisp and carefree laughter echoed in the darkness.

"elder brother……"

"It's big brother..."

"Big brother..."

In the dark depths of a quiet pool like a pool, a handful of white ash-like wind blows away the fallen leaves on the ground, a rotten smell hits from all directions, those short shadows that suddenly appear lively approach them, and then Form a circle like small animals.

The childish shouts became more and more dense in his ears, and Xiang Junhua watched those small shadows increase in number, and finally surrounded them impenetrably.

Xiang Junhua approached Wenchizhou, his whole back was hairy, Heitian was okay.

"I think I'm going to die."

Seeing this, Wen Chizhou, whose expression hadn't changed much since the ghost appeared, asked in surprise, "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

"Not afraid."

"But I'm afraid of brats."

Xiang Junhua died, the wind cleared, and the cold mist that rose with the ghosts was still mixed with a faint smell. The moon in the sky cast a thin layer of cold light, illuminating the true faces of these small figures.

Pale-faced children held hands as if they were playing a game and surrounded the two of them. If they all died on this mountain, then the number of children who died young on this mountain would be frightening.

Taking a look at Xiang Junhua, he couldn't come up with an accurate figure, and could only see one small head after another disappearing at the boundary of the gray mist.

Xiang Junhua and the two did not speak, and the children had already made their own voices.

"Big brother, let's go, don't go inside."

"Yes, yes, it's dangerous."

"Brother is a good person, good people should not go inside..."

……

"Wait, you know me?"

Xiang Junhua reached out his hand to stop, with a dazed expression on his face, he scratched his head and couldn't figure out when did he know so many children?

You must know that he is the one who handles the cubs the hardest, and a person like him is the one who gets bullied when he goes to kindergarten to take care of them!

The children around them looked at each other, and one of them was a bit tall, and the oldest child opened his blue lips.

"My brother is kind to us, we have to protect him."

"Yes! Yes! Protect brother, protect brother!"

There was an upsurge in the crowd to protect the elder brother, and the children chattered and chatted, which made the "big brother" puzzled.

At the critical moment, Wen Chizhou still sounded a reminder.

"You saved many children before, remember?"

Wen Chizhou's voice was like a beam of sky light that opened up the confusion, and Xiang Junhua suddenly recalled that there was such a thing, and he still remembered that it was that thing that raised his vigilance to the world to the highest level.

Finding that Xiang Junhua remembered it, the children cried out happily.

"Thank you brother for saving our brothers and sisters!"

"They shouldn't have died here..."

"It's great, they can go home to see their parents..."

"Brother, brother, hurry up too..."

... Although the speaking voice is not uniform, but the central idea is unmistakable.

The spirits of these children determined that there was any danger ahead, and unanimously decided to let Xiang Junhua and the other two circle around.

Appearing now is probably to urge them to leave quickly, but these children don't know that the two big brothers are not very good people.

Raising the corners of his eyebrows, showing his impatience in this way, Xiang Junhua randomly selected a child, separated him from his companions, and held him in his hand.

Under the light of the torch, he smiled like a wolf grandmother, eerie and weird.

"So the culprit who let me spare sixteen laps here is you little devils? There must be a limit to pranks! Pa——"

"Wow!"

In the middle of the night, a child's cry suddenly sounded in the mountains and forests, and the strong bodies of the soldiers who heard the sound couldn't help shaking.

Gao Li and others who advanced into the mountain were not as lucky as Xiang Junhua, and were stopped by a group of children who turned into mountain spirits, preventing other evil things in the mountain from approaching in disguise.They groped forward, but they were led straight to the temple by a mysterious force. Along the way, all kinds of ghosts and ghosts kept making noises.

Gao Li frowned and stood at the forefront. He was the leader and the center of the team. In this period of panic, he had to stand at the forefront to boost morale.

However, Gao Li soon became the first person in the team to encounter strange things.

His hand just moved to the side, and he pressed the other hand abruptly. This hand was as cold as a stone that had sunk into the bottom of the water for many years, and there was a penetrating damp chill in its smoothness.

That inhuman texture immediately made Gao Li realize that the thing he touched was not a human being. He drew his sword without hesitation, without a single pause in the whole process. Unexpectedly, the sword edge broke through the obstruction of the air and nailed hard to the ancient tree. , under the flickering light of the torch, an old face that was combined with the bark like annual rings was bleeding and laughing wildly at Gao Li.

All of a sudden, the wind was horrifying, and the howling ghosts and wolves immediately started a feast of predation by ghosts and gods.

The darkness has turned into a weird swaddle, and there are penetrating agitations everywhere. In the depths of the dense fog surrounding them, there are pairs of bright eyes staring greedily and viciously at their bodies, greedy for their bodies.

The author has something to say: I think my article has become indescribable from here, why?I obviously just wanted to write about a grumpy old man at first?

137. Jinjiang Literature City

140 one

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

In the quiet and frightening forest center, an embarrassed figure ran out of the darkness staggeringly. This man was tall and strong, with thick calluses left by holding weapons all the year round. At first glance, he looked like a hot-blooded man in command of the army. However, there was a scream that was thinner than that of a woman, and it was obvious that he was frightened, and his throat was ruined.

Although he was running, he was using a pair of inverted lamb legs, and his broad back was parasitized by a pair of bat wing membranes. Accompanied by severe pain, he fell heavily to the ground, his body twitching from time to time.

"Hehehe~~~"

In the thick mist, a thin and soft voice sounded out of thin air.

The corpse lying on the ground suddenly began to convulse continuously, and the wing membranes expanded into a shape about to fly, slowly exerting force...

"puff!"

One by one, the tiny silk-like tentacles were pulled out from the man's back by the wing membrane.

"Hahahahaha!!!!"

The arrogant and arrogant laughter finally revealed his looming figure, a pale and smooth palm lightly took off the pair of wing membranes that were about to fly, and pressed it on his back, those thin tentacles seemed to find food, Competing to take root on the illusory back.

It is also strange to say that it is clearly a smoke that lacks substance, but these tentacles of unknown origin seem to be confused, taking root and gnawing on the real flesh.

While the tentacles are taking root, the parasite can manipulate the pair of wide wings, with a radius of one meter wide, fluttering and opening. In an instant, another darkness that blocks the sky affects what happened in this forest. Abnormal.

"She" seemed very satisfied with the effect caused by the membrane, and walked towards another place where the screams occurred.

In such a short period of time after entering the mountain, accidents happened to people everywhere in the forest, as if an invisible hunting ground was unfolding around the central temple. Gao Li and others stepped into the depths of the hunting ground, as unconscious as prey.

In the hunting ground, all human beings are the food of ghosts and gods. In the hunting ground, even the weakest spirits are endowed with god-like power.

The puffing green candles had already filled the empty space of the temple hall at this time, and the huge god statue with a height of more than ten meters had a pitiful expression on its face, and spread its hands, as if to express that this is the god's lifting up of the world. heavy burden.

Surrounded by the green candlelight, this seemingly normal appearance in the past has evolved into a strange and gloomy picture.Pu Bu hanging on the beam was suddenly blown away by a gust of cold wind. For a while, the lights flickered and ghosts appeared.

"boom--"

Gao Li rushed in recklessly with only a few people around him.

Other human voices joined in, the god statue closed its eyes, the lights changed back to normal colors, the shaking Pubu fell quietly, the ghosts were still on the ground, and there were a few more.

The few people who broke into the depths of the temple covered in scars panicked and placed the seriously injured general under the statue. Two of the remaining six people were sent out to guard the surroundings, and a few people were sent to find the general that could be used to stave off the injury. s things.

Martial arts practitioners are full of qi and blood and are strong and healthy. In the eyes of the monsters, all of them are the best food, so not long after the abnormality happened, a whole team of hundreds of people was dismantled and torn apart. , Surrounding Gao Li are those who are usually more clever.It was because of them that Gao Li was able to survive here even though he was seriously injured by Weird.

"what……"

The subordinate swiftly tore off the clothes around his heart, and Gao Li let out a weak groan while in a coma. The subordinate who treated his wound didn't have time to check Gao Li's condition, and his eyes were all drawn away by the three claw marks lingering on his chest. line of sight.

The three marks like the sharp claws of wild beasts seemed to dig out the muscles on Gao Li's chest, only a little bit of force was needed to reveal the bones.

His subordinates were stunned, his fingers were trembling, and he didn't notice it. It was only when the companion who came over with candles and cloth reminded him that he realized that he had been hanging out with the general for a long time.

"Where did you get this cloth, isn't the material so good?"

After about a cup of tea, Gao Li's chest was roughly wrapped to stop the bleeding, and the subordinate who actually did it wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, with a look of lingering fear, talking to his companion just now small talk.

What happened tonight was enough for him to recollect half of his life, and now his mind is still in confusion, so it's no wonder that he is so idle looking for trouble.

The companion caught by him looked at him with a cold gaze, and mentioned the origin of the cloth used as a bandage, and he pointed to the curtains wrapped around the pillars that were sealed and blown up lightly.

"Barely used."

"It's a good material." The person who did it was obviously quite knowledgeable, and could tell the difference between these worshiping things hanging in the temple and the clothes he was wearing.

After chatting for a while, the feeling of uncertainty in my heart grew stronger, and I didn't know what happened to the brothers who stayed outside, and the general was in a coma again... Everyone's minds were messed up, and they were stunned in this seemingly safe environment.

No one is in the mood to talk, and everyone is worried about whether they can survive until tomorrow and whether they can make it down the mountain alive.

The hall where the gods were enshrined became even quieter than before, and only the slightly heavy breathing of their companions remained in everyone's ears.

The light blowing from the open window frame and the door shook, and the many shadows reflected on the ground suddenly had two trials.