Qi Yin's whole body was dragged into the gloomy darkness, her neck was strangled, she couldn't breathe, and her whole face was purplish red. Qi Shenwei dragged him to run fast, his back was rubbing against the floor tiles, and it was painful, as if to wipe off a layer of skin. The head and face slammed back and forth on the rock walls on both sides, kowtowing to the point of bleeding, and the bloodstains stretched all the way. Qi Yin grabbed his hands indiscriminately, and buckled the rock wall until his fingernails turned up, but he still couldn't stop dragging. In the dark, it hit the earthenware pot, and it crackled all the way.
It's going to die, it's going to die. Qi Yin was flustered, holding his breath and pinching Yujian Jue several times in succession. It was another corner, Qi Yin slammed her head against the rock wall, blood dripped from her forehead, covering her face. Qi Yin was dizzy and couldn't even hear her voice. Gritting his teeth, he tried desperately to try again, and Gui Mei finally reacted, and flew out of the Qiankun bag, and the sword light like Qiu Shuang flashed, cutting off the spider silk that restrained him. Qi Yin turned over and rolled down the steps with his head in his arms.
I don't know where to roll this time, it's pitch black in front of my eyes, and I can't see anything clearly. Qi Yin got up and grabbed the road and ran, and soon he heard the sound of spider nails rubbing the ground, not far behind! Qi Yin was about to go crazy, staggering to escape, chasing after him with that eerie sound, and he couldn't get rid of it. Qi Yin's mind was blank, and he only wanted to escape. There seemed to be many stone witch figurines around him. He felt the road and ran, stepped on the air in a panic, fell into a hole, got up quickly, pushed his hand, and opened the door. A stone door.
Qi Yin was overjoyed, hurriedly closed the stone door with her backhand, wiped the blood on her face, and then she could see the scene in front of her clearly, and she was stunned for a while. I don't know where this is, he stood on the ground, and a few steps forward was the cliff. Countless bronze pillars stood at the foot of the cliff, and each pillar was as thick as three men clasped together, forming a neat square formation. I don't know how deep the cliff is, and the lower ends of all the bronze pillars are submerged in unpredictable darkness. Looking up, the top of the head is actually a bright star, the Milky Way flows quietly there, the slender stars blink like pupils, and the starlight pours out like mercury, illuminating the endless bronze pillars below.
He couldn't see the end of the stars, nor the end of the bronze pillar. It seemed like an infinite space, silent, and he could only hear his slow breathing. Is this the tomb? Impossible, it should be broad daylight outside right now, where is the starry sky? He shouted, and the echoes came back one after another. He was stunned. Could it be true that there is no end
With a creaking sound behind him, he turned his head abruptly and saw Qi Shenwei's monster face poking in from behind the door. Qi Yin's scalp exploded, and he turned his head and jumped onto the giant bronze pillar. Like a hopscotch all the way, he jumped and fled in front, and Qi Shenwei chased after him. The bronze pillar stretches endlessly, not sure if it has any size, Qi Yin thought with a bitter face, this motherfucker shouldn't jump to the end of the world, right
Not knowing how deep it was, Qi Yin and Qi Shen slightly distanced themselves, took off the hair crown and threw it down. After waiting for a long time, they didn't hear the sound of the hair crown landing. Does this abyss have no bottom? Qi Yin broke out in a cold sweat, and seeing that Qi Shenwei was about to catch up again, she hurriedly stood up and continued to flee.
Qi Shenwei whispered "Dog" behind him, and when he turned back, he could see his strange face with eight eyes and pale body, Qi Yin was almost desperate, and he would be finished when he was exhausted. He ripped off his clothes to cover his bleeding head, and forced himself to think calmly. Yujian can run faster, but he doesn't dare, if the sword is not stable and falls, it will be a dead end. This place is an endless abyss, and maybe he will never get to the bottom of his old age and death.
Fight with Qi Shenwei? When Yun Zhi killed him, although he couldn't kill him, it took time for Wangba to heal the wound, so he might be able to take the opportunity to hide. But when I looked up, I was far away from the door I came in, and the front was empty. There was only a round bronze column top, and there was no shelter. Where could I hide
Qi Yin took a deep breath to calm herself down. Just as she was dancing profusely with sweat, her feet suddenly stinged. When she landed, she didn't stand firm, her feet sag and she fell. This was so frightening that all three souls and seven souls shifted, Qi Yin stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the back of his neck suddenly tightened, as if someone had slipped by the back collar, the whole person was suspended in the air.
Looking back in horror, a huge skeleton face was revealed in front of him, and the two dark eye sockets stared at him motionless. Qi Yin's heart was about to explode, and after looking at it for a long time, it didn't move. Qi Yin was stunned for a while before regaining his senses. This was a skull embedded in a bronze pillar, and it was the one that stuck out. The fangs caught his clothes. Qi Yin carefully turned around, grabbed its fangs with one hand, and climbed up the huge bronze pillar with the other. Looking around, I found that many pillars were embedded with heads, and countless heads looked at each other and disappeared into the dark darkness.
Unexpectedly, this tomb owner also has the habit of collecting heads. What the hell is this hobby? Qi Yin felt a chill in his heart.
Just as he was about to climb up, he heard the sound of fingernails slicing across bronze. When he looked up, he saw Qi Shenwei leaning over and groping towards him.
Japanese girl. Qi Yin cursed secretly and hurriedly climbed down. Fortunately, there are skeletons on this pillar, and there are potholes, which are easy to climb. But now the situation is even more passive, so if he hangs in the middle, he can only fall when his physical strength is exhausted.
Qi Shenwei was aggressive, Qi Yin was about to go crazy, and shouted with a sad face: "Dad, I beg you! Please let me go! I was wrong, I shouldn't bother you, I really owe you my mother, take care of you Feng is still on the mountain, why did I come to you! I was wrong, let's go back to the bridge and return to the road, okay? You continue to be a happy spider here, and I will go back and read my scriptures and beat me Sit. I beg you, leave me alone!"
Qi Shenwei shouted, "Dog—"
His voice was as deep as a ghost, and Qi Yin's heart trembled again, she shrank down, and cried, "Otherwise, you let me go, and I'll find you a fat and big female spider as a continuation string. You are here happily multiplying offspring and giving me a lot of younger brothers and sisters."
Qi Shenwei turned a deaf ear, his eight eyes rolled around, and his sharp claws stretched out, almost reaching Qi Yin. It was over, Qi Yin thought, if he was eaten here, his brother would never be able to find him. He thought again of the guy who left without saying a word. If he died, would his brother cry. For a person who stayed like that, he never saw him laugh or get angry. Would he cry
"Father, I'll kowtow one hundred and eight times for you, and I'll go to the Taoist temple and set up a tablet for longevity, okay? I was wrong, I'll never scold you again." Qi Yin gritted his teeth and freed himself A hand came to pinch, "Return to the mystery, wake up, come out and persuade your master." From the Qiankun bag came the low vibration of Guimei, lingering mournfully, as if there was a soul mourning and weeping inside. Qi Yin's heart is sour, the famous sword has a spirit, he knows that this is the sorrow of returning to the ignorance.
His fingertips were almost crushed, and Gui Mei was only crying, but refused to come out. Qi Yin was desperate and shouted, "God, who will help me! Help!"
No answer.
Qi Shenwei continued to rustle down, seeing that he would be approaching in a short time. Qi Yin grimaced and crawled down a bit. All of a sudden, the spider came to a standstill, shrugged its back, and climbed back a few inches. What's going on here? Don't eat the tender son's meat? Qi Yin looked at him suspiciously, and inadvertently lowered his head, the darkness below became gray at some point, and white mist crept up silently, but in the blink of an eye, it had almost climbed to Qi Yin's place. feet.
Qi Yin's heart suddenly froze, it was Bai Wu, the white mist that Qing Shi said.
The white fog of Bashan is even here!
Fu Lan said that if you enter the white mist, your existence will be erased. At first, Qi Yin felt that there might be some monsters in the white fog, but later, she thought that the fog itself might be poisonous, for example, it could make people fall into an illusion or something. All in all, to go in is to die. Qi Shenwei seemed to know the danger and quickly climbed up. Qi Yin also panicked, gritted her teeth and climbed up. But the white fog spread very fast, and it reached his waist in a short while, looking up at Qi Shenwei, there was no shadow, the milky white fog was surging, and it slowly disappeared in front of his eyes.
The world is white.
Qi Yin blinked. Although his field of vision was greatly limited, he could still see a small area in front of him and his hands, which was far from the point where those people who were sent by Wufang to explore could not reach out. Presumably the white fog in this place is not as fierce as Bashan, does he not have to die? Listening carefully, there was no sound in the vast white fog, not even the sound of Qi Shenwei crawling. The world seemed dead, terribly silent.
Qi Yin put her face against the cold bronze pillar and muttered: "Master Wu, my brother is a doll from Bashan Temple, maybe it's a relative of your younger generation, and my cat master is also a demon from the southern border. After all, I have to call you. "Old Ancestor, don't hurt your family by mistake." He took a breath and started to climb up. When he was about to climb to the top, he looked up and was surprised.
There were people standing on top of the bronze pillars. All people.
Qi Yin froze below, not daring to move, and looked over with difficulty. It was full of guys wearing white deer masks, strange clothes, animal skin robes, and jingling silver ornaments on their bodies. Some people have their chests open, revealing the tattoos outlined by ink lines and the flowers thorns on their right chest, which are exactly the same as those on the statues on the promenade just now. They all put their hands in their wide sleeves, and they were all white and colorless, like ghosts walking out of the abyss.
Only he really has flesh and blood, and it is unrealistic to hide like this. Qi Yin's heart sank, climbed to the top, knelt down on the ground, and bowed to the surrounding areas: "Old ancestors, Qi Yin, I have entered this place by mistake, and I have no intention to disturb the rest of the ancestors. I also ask you all to have a lot of forgiveness, and I will do it immediately. Walk!"
Nobody pays attention to him. Qi Yin pressed his head against the bronze ground and waited for a long time, then hesitantly raised his head, seeing that they were all tucking their sleeves, silent. There was a person standing on each bronze pillar, only the front of him was empty, giving way, as if inviting him to go forward. Qi Yin scratched his head and asked, "Should I go forward?"
Still no one spoke. Qi Yin stood up, another tingling pain in his right foot, like thousands of needles stuck to the sole of his foot. Qi Yin took off her shoes and socks and saw that her right foot was full of abscesses at some point, and blood was oozing out when she pressed it. Qi Yin's heart was half cold, he knew what it was, it was the curse of that human-faced goblin, there were all kinds of curses from demons, and one of them was festering all over. The curse would run up his feet until he died in agony.
It's over, he's really going to die. Qi Yin was stunned for a while, put on his shoes and socks, endured the pain, and limped forward. I don't know how long it took to walk, but a tall and straight deer shadow appeared in front of him. It was as high as a floor. The antler branches with flowers stretched out, and half of his body was submerged in the misty white mist.
It stared at Qi Yin and stood there quietly, as if it had been standing there for thousands of years.
Qi Yin was shocked, is that... Bailu God
He limped over and onto a large flat black basalt stone platform. He raised his head, stretched out his hand, and touched the icy white deer statue. I don't know what this statue is made of. It's cold and white, like jade, and like fine porcelain. He stood in front of the idol like a lost child.
He suddenly understood that this was not a witch tomb, but a god's tomb. The witch figurines in the promenade greeted not the great witch, but the god, the great god White Deer.
Looking back, in the misty white mist, everyone bowed their heads in silence, and then quietly dispersed. The white fog disappeared, and he saw the vast dark night, the silent starry sky, and the endless bronze pillars.
God answered his cry for help, and God saved him.
His nose was sore, and he almost burst into tears. Lord Mao was right. He was Fu Lan's younger brother and Lord Mao's doll. God Bailu would really bless him. The place was completely silent, but Qi Yin didn't feel afraid at all. The silent and tall white deer statue stood in front of him. He looked up at it, inexplicably, with a feeling of coming home.
Qi Yin sniffed, knelt down with her robe up, and bowed reverently to the White Deer Statue.
"Thank you, Great God Bailu."
He literally kowtowed three times, then straightened up and sat down to rest. Not knowing what happened to Yunzhi and them, Qi Yin thought about it and drew a sound transmission. Not knowing their location, Qi Yin could only send it to the previous corridor, and another to the main hall at the entrance, hoping they could see it.
The nerves were tense all the way, and when he relaxed, he didn't want to do anything. He just wanted to lie on the ground and sleep him in the dark. But Qi Yin didn't dare to really sleep, dragged his sick leg and walked around. Going around to the side of the White Deer God, I suddenly saw a black shadow leaning against the statue. Seeing that Ying'er looked like a human, Qi Yin was overjoyed. Could it be that Yun knew them and arrived before him? Walking over to take a look, I was stunned. This is a pale corpse, it seems to have been dead for a long time, its head is drooping, and its two deep eye sockets are empty.
How could anyone die here? This matter is extremely ominous, and Qi Yin's heart slowly hangs, which means that this place, under the feet of the White Deer God, is not completely safe. He sat down cross-legged and examined the skeleton. This man was wearing a black ramie cloth, and the clothes were well preserved, and there was no ash. There wasn't even dust in this place. Qi Yin rummaged through his Qiankun bag, which were all paraphernalia, white handkerchiefs, and a few broken hairs tied with red silk. When they looked at the light, they were still white. . Just no money, it seems that he has no net worth, and he looks very poor.
Seeing that the clothes and bun looked like a man, and there were burn marks on his thin fingertips, Qi Yin turned over his clothes to see if there were any inner pockets. After touching it a few times, I suddenly felt that the stitches of the clothes were very familiar. He lowered his head, pulled out his underwear, compared the stitches, and was stunned.
This is Fulan's needlework.
He examined the ramie black clothes carefully. Yes, it was the same outfit that Fu Lan wore to fight the southern border. It was exactly the same.
Qi Yin: "..."
Qi Yin shook her hands and felt the world spinning. Fu Lan jumped down from the peak of extinction, did he die here? Just thinking about it, he immediately rejected him. At first glance, this corpse has been dead for a long time. The bones are so brittle, at least for decades, how could it be Fu Lan? Besides, what about the cat? He looked around for the black cat, but didn't see a single hair. He touched the man's clothes inch by inch, but there was not a single hair. Lord Cat always sheds hair, clothes and mattresses are all over the place, Qi Yin once suspected that Fu Lan likes to wear black, because this way you can't see the hair that Lord Cat has fallen on.
This is not Fu Lan, Qi Yin understood, this is the same person as Fu Lan from the ancient painting.
That guy, he came to nowhere, and finally died here.