"What did you say?"
I was quite shocked after hearing what Hong Qingzong said.
Hong Qingzong lowered his head with some guilt, and said with a weak look in his eyes: "Back then, Master Jiang and I entered the tomb of King Zhao together, you all know that. Later, we encountered the Zombie King. I knew I was no match for him, so I led King Zhao to Master Jiang, and that's how we were able to escape."
I know Hong Qingzong is very cunning and not a good person.
But hearing these words coming out of his mouth still surprised me.
My expression changed and my eyes turned cold.
I bent down and picked up Hong Qingzong who was sitting on the ground.
I glared at him and said angrily, "Asshole, you dare to hurt others. Damn, has your heart been eaten by a dog? You want to hurt others for your own sake, do you still have any humanity?"
It was as if flames were bursting out of my heart, and I was filled with uncontrollable anger.
Xiao Li and Uncle Sun, who were taking care of Master Liu, also heard what Hong Qingzong said.
Xiao Li ran up with trembling body and grabbed Hong Qingzong's neck tightly with both hands.
Uncle Sun stood aside, his hands on his hips, also looking angry.
"Ahem... I know I was wrong. Otherwise, I wouldn't have told you this. But you just heard that King Zhao said he didn't kill Master Jiang. This proves that Master Jiang is very likely still alive, still alive!"
I came to my senses and thought about what King Zhao had just said.
Indeed, King Zhao mentioned that he did not kill Jiang Jiuzhen himself.
Thinking of this, I quickly stopped Xiao Li: "Xiao Li, Xiao Li, let go of your hand first, don't be impulsive. Your grandfather, my master... maybe, maybe he is not dead yet."
At this time, Hong Qingzong had been pinched by Xiao Li, gasping for breath and rolling his eyes.
But Xiao Li seemed not to hear what I said, and her hands were still tightly pinching Hong Qingzong's neck like a pair of pliers.
Seeing this, I could only stop it forcibly.
I exerted force with my wrist, grabbed Xiaoli's hand, and pulled it to the side.
Only then did he move Xiaoli's hand away from Hong Qingzong's neck.
“Ahem!”
Hong Qingzong started to cough violently, and his body was shaking violently. He looked like a deflated ball, and he looked powerless.
I know that Hong Qingzong may also know that we are no match for King Zhao, and I just saved his life, so he told me the truth. Otherwise, how could we know it if he didn't tell us.
Alas! People should still have good intentions, otherwise, they are not worthy of being human.
I glanced at Hong Qingzong coldly and found that I had nothing to say.
Xiaoli's shoulders were shaking and her chest was rising and falling. It was obvious that she was angry.
“Brother Tianyi, you, you, why are you trying to stop me? It was this villain who killed my grandfather. Otherwise, how could my grandfather, who is so powerful, be trapped here?”
I comforted Xiao Li and said slowly, "Xiao Li, don't worry. I think you heard what King Zhao said just now. I think your grandfather is very likely still alive. Although there is no water in King Zhao's tomb, I think your grandfather can still find food. Maybe he is hiding somewhere now, waiting for us to rescue him."
"We can't give up. If we give up, there will be no hope at all! ... As for Hong Qingzong, I think we should just forget about it. After all, he was forced to do harm because of the situation."
Xiaoli felt a little sad after hearing what I said. She nodded while crying, then raised her hands and hugged me.
I could feel that she was really worried about her grandfather Jiang Jiuzhen.
At this time, the flying dust that had just appeared in the deep well of corpse qi had almost dissipated.
After Xiaoli hugged me, suddenly, her whole body started shaking again.
She opened her mouth and trembled, "No, no, no, no, it's not good, Brother Tianyi, that King Zhao is coming... over here!"
Hearing this, I turned around and saw King Zhao standing not far from us, his eyes cold.
Staring at us fiercely.
King Zhao looked at Master Liu and Hong Qingzong, and finally his eyes fell on me. He said sarcastically, "Come on, you are the only one left. I have given you enough time. I believe that all your affairs must have been arranged now, so let me end your life."
I pushed open the small fence, turned around, and faced King Zhao.
My hand slowly reached into the cloth bag.
King Zhao's black pupils flashed a cold light, and then he bent his feet, and the jade pieces of his golden jade clothes made a "clacking" sound. He jumped up, picked up the long knife in his hand and chopped at me.
Maybe in his imagination, I am no match for him.
But if he thought so, he was wrong.
I took out the red lacquer coffin directly from the cloth bag.
He chanted some incantations and sent the "spirit" in his body into the red lacquered coffin.
"Bang!"
The coffin flew out of my hands and took the blow from King Zhao.
I don't know what the red lacquer coffin is made of, but it's not damaged at all. The surface is still intact. And after all the "spirit" in my body was injected into the red lacquer coffin, a light film of light appeared on the surface of the coffin.
It was that light film that resisted the attack of King Zhao's long sword.
But the "spirituality" is not enough to support the operation of the red lacquered coffin.
In addition, the space of this corpse gas well is not very large, and I can't let the gluttonous beast out. Otherwise, the space will collapse and we will be trapped here and die of starvation and thirst.
Moreover, as the light film trembled for the last time until it disappeared, the power it generated actually directly shocked King Zhao.
King Zhao's body slid backwards, leaving two footprints on the ground, but he just retreated and was not injured.
"Hey, this... How could this happen? What is your little coffin for?"
King Zhao questioned me coldly.
I ignored him because the Taotie beast in the red lacquered coffin had already sensed that I was urging the red lacquered coffin.
"Master, are you going to get me out?" the Taotie beast asked me expectantly.
I whispered to it, "No, I just want to borrow the red lacquer coffin."
After hearing what I said, the Taotie beast looked a little disappointed.
But soon, it said excitedly: "Master, I feel a lot of corpse qi. I want to absorb it. Can you let me out? No, you don't have to let me out. I can just use my tongue to absorb the corpse qi."
Yes, you don’t have to release the Taotie beast, but its tongue can be stretched out from the red lacquered coffin.
After understanding this, I feel more confident.
I sent a message to the Taotie Beast: "Okay, I allow you to absorb the corpse qi, but there is a powerful zombie king outside, you have to help me deal with it."
Taotie Beast said excitedly: "Okay, Master, that's no problem."
I reminded him again: "However, your beast body cannot appear, you can only attack with your tongue."
"Don't worry, Master. My tongue can handle the zombie king. I just need to absorb the corpse qi."
After hearing this, I felt a little relieved.
Seeing that I ignored him, the Zombie King Zhao became very angry, and a look of anger appeared on his fair face.
"Damn Taoist priest, wait and see how I kill you."
Then King Zhao rushed towards me with corpse energy wrapped around his body.
I snorted coldly, took a step back, and when King Zhao came closer, I threw the red lacquered coffin in my hand out.
The red lacquer coffin was controlled by the Taotie beast and flew towards King Zhao.
When King Zhao saw the red lacquered coffin flying towards him, the corpse qi on his body was released along with the long sword.
But to his surprise, the red-painted coffin actually deflected and directly avoided the airflow formed by the corpse gas.
Immediately afterwards, before King Zhao could react, the red lacquered coffin suddenly opened, and a red tongue swept towards King Zhao.
King Zhao had no time to retreat before the red tongue entangled his arm.
Then, the long sword and the corpse energy in King Zhao's body began to move rapidly towards
External loss.
Without the corpse qi, the long sword suddenly became dim.
A horrified expression appeared on King Zhao's face, and his long purple hair trembled along with his body. The golden jade clothes on his body could only be preserved intact due to the corpse qi, but now the corpse qi was constantly being drawn away, and the smooth surface of the golden jade clothes became gray.
With a "crash", the gold thread inside the golden jade suit broke.
The jade pieces slipped off King Zhao's body and scattered on the ground.
King Zhao wanted to pull his arm back, but he found that the red tongue was getting tighter and tighter.
Helplessly, the long sword in his right hand slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground.
King Zhao stretched out his left hand and grabbed the red tongue of the Taotie beast.
The red tongue of the Taotie beast was very tough, but it was still afraid of being caught by King Zhao's claws.
Therefore, when King Zhao's claws fell, the Taotie beast quickly retracted its red tongue.
But even so, a large amount of corpse gas still flowed along the red tongue and into the mouth of the Taotie beast.
The tongue retracted into the red lacquered coffin, and the Taotie beast devoured the corpse qi with a look of smugness on its face.
Sensing the situation inside the red lacquer coffin, I quickly scolded Taotie: "Don't just enjoy yourself, go and deal with that King Zhao."
The Taotie beast heard my voice and said, "Okay, Master, don't worry, I will kill this zombie."
Then the red tongue of the Taotie beast popped out from the red lacquered coffin again.
At this time, King Zhao had retreated to the side of the deep well of corpse qi.
A lot of corpse qi had just disappeared from his body, the golden jade clothes on his body had fallen off, the purple hair had become dull, and even his face had wrinkles. It was as if the King of Zhao had aged dozens of years in an instant.
Staring at me fiercely, King Zhao angrily said, "You stinky Taoist priest, you dare to offend me. Just wait, I will kill you."
Seeing the red tongue sweeping over, King Zhao did not hesitate. He jumped and jumped directly into the deep well of corpse qi.
I thought that King Zhao must be lacking in corpse qi, so he went to absorb the corpse qi from the deep well.
There is a lot of corpse qi in the deep well. If all of it is absorbed by King Zhao, I wonder how powerful he will become.
"Taotie, go quickly and kill him. Don't let him go."
I quickly sent a message to the Taotie beast in my head.
The Taotie beast also knew that I was very anxious, so it controlled the red lacquered coffin and flew directly into the deep well of corpse gas.
Seeing that King Zhao and the red-lacquered coffin were both inside the deep well, I was able to sit on the ground and catch my breath.
The scene just now was really terrifying. If I didn't have the red lacquer coffin, I would not be a match for King Zhao on my own.
However, I can't say that I am no match for King Zhao, after all, I have mastered the "spirit". And I haven't yet mastered the second chapter of "The True Words of Enlightenment", "The Chapter of Dharmakaya".
If I could cultivate the Dharmakaya chapter, then that King Zhao would naturally not be my opponent.
Seeing me slumped on the ground, Xiao Li ran over and squatted beside me, asking me worriedly, "Brother Tianyi, how are you? Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
When Xiaoli asked me this, I felt a little ashamed, because it was not me who did it just now, it was the Taotie beast who helped.
Of course, I can control the Taotie beast, which is also one of my abilities.
I took a breath and said to Xiao Li with a smile, "Don't worry, your husband is fine. He will be fine after a rest. It's just that I consumed too much Yin De Qi and 'Spirit', and now my body is a little tired."
After hearing what I said, Xiaoli felt relieved.
But when Xiaoli thought of me calling myself her "husband", her face turned red and she looked shy.
Maybe because she saw me looking at her, Xiao Li hurriedly changed the subject and asked me, "Brother Tianyi, what is that little coffin of yours? Why is it so powerful? There's a red tongue sticking out of it. Could there be some monster hidden in the little coffin?"
(to be continued)
PS: It’s been two million words, and there’s nothing much I want to say. Three words: it’s not easy.
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