He ran out of the tomb and finally returned to the front hall. Twelve cross handguards are still suspended on the bronze tripod, and the murals on the four walls are solemn. This time, everyone didn't have the heart to observe, and ran out of the palace. Qi Yin just stopped to feed Fu Lan some blood and fell behind. Everyone got on the arch bridge, and Qi Yin was about to cross the bridge with Fu Lan on his back, when suddenly there was a faint bell ringing from behind.
Everyone was on the spot.
Zhu Mingzang gritted his teeth and scolded: "Which turtle is pretending to be a ghost? Come out and confront Lao Tzu face to face!"
The black cat's face changed, and he said, "Is this the Soul Destroyer Bell?"
A withered and strange face turned out from behind Qi Yin, with deep and withered eyes, and heavy eyelids like toads. Qi Yin was frightened half to death by him, and for a long time did not recognize who it was. I saw the man giggling, and the withered and wrinkled lines on his face unfolded, like a big cracked walnut, "Xiao Yin, I just said, you are a death star, a ghost. Look, you first put Your mother was killed, then my father and my mother were killed, and finally, you killed your own father."
This is Yao Xiaoshan's voice. Qi Yin's eyes widened in shock, how did this fellow grow up like this
This face was inexplicably familiar, Qi Yin recognized it for a long time, and suddenly realized that this motherfucker was the human face on his knee.
That human-faced demon is too evil, Yao Xiaoshan... How did she look like this
Qi Yin tried his best to calm down and said, "Cousin, calm down. Let me tell you, the front entrance has been opened, we can go out, it's okay, cousin, let's go out together."
"Go out?" Yao Xiaoshan grinned strangely, "Do you still want to go out? You little Wangba, turn your elbows out, and gang up with Qi Lingshu's bitch to harm me. I tell you, don't even think about one of you. escape."
"Little bastard, come here, where did you get the Soul Soul Bell?" the black cat yelled, "Fu Lan killed Zhang Luohuai's demon, and the Soul Soul Bell has long been lost in Wujiang, how could it be in your hands? "
"Xiao Yin, don't be afraid," Yao Xiaoshan ignored the black cat, put his hands on Qi Yin's neck, and slowly tightened, "I will send you down first, and then I will send your good friends down to accompany you. Cousin, you owe our family this. We should have thrown you away long ago. When you were eight years old, you were meant to be thrown at Caishikou, but who knew that you could still be sent back by passers-by! I don't know what the man told his mother, but she never mentioned sending you away again. Why weren't you taken by dogs or abducted by traffickers? If only you were gone by then, "Yao Xiaoshan cried, "If you are gone, there will be no such thing!"
"Yao Xiaoshan..."
The two claws on his neck were like iron pincers, tightening more and more tightly, and Qi Yin gradually couldn't breathe. The people in front turned their backs to them and couldn't see the scene behind them, but after hearing that, they were silent, and they knew something bad and cursed one after another. Yao Xiaoshan was crying and laughing again and again, looking like a maniac, and the strength in his hands slowly tightened. At this moment, Fu Lan suddenly raised his hand, put his two fingers together, and inserted them straight into Yao Xiaoshan's forehead.
A stream of blood gushed out from the blood hole and gurgled down Yao Xiaoshan's nose. Qi Yin was stunned, Yao Xiaoshan was also stunned like a puppet, his eyes were wide open, his face full of disbelief. Fu Lan's fingertips lit up a little bit of fluorescent light, and Yao Xiaoshan's face crawled out of a fine glowing vein, connecting to Fu Lan's two fingers. Only then did Qi Yin realize that Fu Lan was pointing out Yao Xiaoshan's soul.
After a long while, Fu Lan pulled out his bloody fingers, Yao Xiaoshan lost his support, fell to the side and fell into the underground river together with his Soul Destroyer Bell. The skinny shadow sank and floated, and was washed away by the water in an instant. Fu Lan's move was too ruthless. He inserted his index finger into his skull and killed him while he was pouting.
As soon as the Soul Retreat Bell left, everyone resumed their actions, and Zhu Mingzang spat fiercely in the river.
Fu Lan's hand loosened and slumped softly on Qi Yin's shoulder. Qi Yin was anxious, and turned to look at him in a hurry. Qi Yin even called Brother several times, but he didn't respond. I had no choice but to ignore it and go out first.
Wading into the narrow road, after walking for an unknown amount of time, I finally saw the light ahead. Bai Lu didn't lie, he really opened the entrance. Everyone was overjoyed, stepped on the water, and heard human voices, as if someone was shouting something. Everyone was scared out of the shadows, and unconsciously they all stopped to listen carefully to who was shouting. If there is no way, I am afraid it will be another fierce battle.
"Yun Yin! Yun Zhi!"
Yun Zhi's eyes lit up and said, "It's that old immortal from my family!"
Saying that, he hurriedly carried Qi Lingshu on his back and ran over. When I took a closer look, I saw the white, chubby face of the Qing-style old man.
When Qing Shi saw them, his brows and eyes twitched and he smiled, "Oh, let's just say, the scourge has lasted for thousands of years, how can my disciple die so easily?"
Qi Yin followed behind, tears coming out. Now that he saw this fat old man, he was more kissable than his own mother.
Qing Shi hurriedly summoned people to pull them. The people in front came first, and it was Qi Yin's turn. Qi Yin first slapped Fu Lan and hugged him, and asked the people above to pull him up. When his brother went up, Qi Yin felt a little slack in his heart, and was about to climb up. Just as he grabbed the rock with his hands, it was dark in front of him, and the world was spinning in an instant.
Qi Yin, who went out later, had no idea at all, and it was three days later when he woke up. Qing Shi no longer concealed the identity of his Qi clan's son, and a series of elders from Xianmen came to visit him, sitting in front of his bed and weeping. The head of Zhonggu Mountain left, and the elders of Kunlun Mountain came again, nagging and nagging, nothing more than scolding Yuanji bastard, his father was unlucky or something. In the end, he pretended to invite him to Bell and Drum Kunlun, and also promised to give him the title of the head disciple.
In fact, Qi Yin knew in his heart that these people looked down on him. The head of Zhonggu Mountain, Bai Mingjun, came to see him, burst into tears, chatted over a cup of tea, and then turned his head and commented on him with his own elders: "A mediocre person, unlike Yuanweizi, Gaixiao's mother." He happened to be out of the house, and heard it behind the flowers.
His uncle's, Qi Yin really didn't want to serve, so he simply pretended to be sick, or went to lie down at his brother's place. His brother was seriously injured and kept in a coma. He went several times, but Fu Lan didn't wake up. He just sat in front of his brother's bed in a daze, and touched Fu Lan's forehead for a while, and then touched Fu Lan's hand again. He only needs to feel his brother's temperature and his brother's heartbeat before he can feel at ease. The candle was burning high, and the yellow light shone on Fulan's pale face. He inexplicably remembered the Fulan flower that disappeared with the wind in Bailu's mouth. He suddenly felt scared, afraid that his brother would be like that mysterious flower that would disappear without a trace as soon as the wind blew.
The black cat reassured him that it was okay, and Fu Lan was healing herself when she slept. After changing the medicine twice, he saw that the wound was indeed scabbed, and then he felt relieved.
As soon as the pig demon came out of the tomb, it ran away and went back to the southern border. The group of them was injured and wasted. The most troublesome thing was Qi Lingshu. His meridians were cut short and he was urgently sent back to Miedu Peak. I got it back from the ghost gate, but the situation is still not optimistic. If Fu Lan was awake, it would be fine, the Su Sheng technique in Wuluo's secret method might be able to be used, but Fu Lan himself was exhausted and unconscious, which was really difficult to do.
The matter of Wufang Mountain killing the demon to change his mind was completely unbearable, and the three elders of the three immortal mountains gathered in Wufang. Yuan Ji, the head of Wufang, was placed under house arrest, and the precept elder Yuan Ku was temporarily in charge. Yuan Ji, the madman, heard that when they were under the tomb of the gods, he tied Meng Qinghe, trying to create the illusion that Meng Qinghe went to the forbidden forest to find the missing fellow. Fortunately, Uncle Beauty is reliable. Before he was imprisoned, he desperately sent a post back to Feng Feng. When Qing Shi arrived at Wufang Mountain, he found him in Yuan Ji's private prison.
Immortal Mountain sent a team to investigate the Binghai Tianyuan. Three days ago, the Ice Sea Demon Dragon overturned the river and overturned the sea, shaking the entire Wufang Mountain, and even the Miedu Peak shook for a long time. Everyone almost thought Wufang was about to collapse. The team entered the ice sea and found the corpse of the dragon and the ghost wandering in the water. A few disciples slumped, were injured, and one person died. The Four Great Immortal Mountains decided to send elders to lead the disciples down the ice sea to the tomb of the gods to slay demons and ghosts.
Yun Zhi told them that they could not enter the nave casually, and that the White Deer God was resurrected, and there was a guard of the white mist god attendant inside. No one believed it, only saying that Yun Zhi was injured and his brain was broken, and even the resurrection of the Great God could be made up. Two days ago, the first team of disciples from the various immortal mountains descended to the tomb of the gods and entered the White Deer Middle Hall, but none of them came back.
Qi Yin leaned on Pingjishang and said helplessly: "Why don't they believe anything? This is a matter of human life. Those witches are very cruel. When Bailu is asleep, the tomb of the gods must not be entered."
"You can't blame them, the Bailu God you said looked like that. When I was talking there, someone asked me if this Bailu God beat us out of Feng Huanshan." Yun Zhi spread his hands, "Besides, Uncle Qingming said that there was an ancient spirit-inducing array created by a great witch in the Binghai Tianyuan Mountain. They sent someone to see it. They dug dozens of buckets of rock blocks and mud, and dug more than ten feet deep, but they did not see the spirit-inducing array. So they It is human nature not to believe the gods and witches we are talking about."
The black cat squatted on the ebony kang table, and his ears perked up when he heard the words, "Is the spirit-inducing array gone?"
"No," Yun Zhi sighed while holding his chin, "it's just a pile of broken stones, no aura, nothing. You shouldn't have hallucinations, right?"
"Even if the old man, Ye Qingming, and the dead pig demon have hallucinations at the same time, it's impossible for a fool to have hallucinations." The black cat said, "How could such a big spirit-inducing formation disappear for no reason?"
"Because God has risen."
The voice came from behind, Qi Yin was shocked, turned her head, and saw Fu Lan leaning on the bedpost with a faint expression.
"Brother, you are awake!"
Qi Yin was very surprised, put down the tea bowl and leaned over. His face was still pale and sullen, like a gardenia that had been hit by the rain, but it was much better than before, and there was a little more blood on his cheeks. When he finally saw him sitting upright beside him again, Qi Yin's tears were about to fall. In the tomb of the gods, his dying appearance, the wounds all over his body, and the cold body temperature, he was afraid after thinking about it.
The light of the sky came in from the screen window and shone on Fu Lan. He still had dark pupils, lowered eyebrows, always silent, like a quiet girl. Qi Yin's heart was hot, and she could not wait to rub him into her arms. Surviving rationality, he didn't dare to get started. He lowered his head and saw Fu Lan's hand propped on the edge of the bed, with pale fingers and distinct joints. He covered it and shook it lightly.
"Brother, I miss you so much." Qi Yin said hoarsely.
Fu Lan shook his hand back and said, "I miss you too."
Looking at his bloodless face, Qi Yin asked, "Brother, would you like to drink some of my blood? God Bailu said that I have his bloodline, which may be more useful than ordinary blood vessels."
Fu Lan shook her head and said no. Qi Yin was reluctant and said, "Take a couple of sips. Drink some, you'll get better soon."
Unable to persuade Qi Yin in every possible way, Fu Lan was silent for a while, then lowered his head and leaned over, pulling away Qi Yin's white gauze collar, exposing a section of his neck. Qi Yin was stunned for a moment, he originally wanted to bite Fu Lan's hand, but he didn't expect this guy to choose his own neck. The warm breath hit Qi Yin's neck, and that inch was extremely sensitive, like a feather scratching, and he felt itchy.
There was a slight pain in his neck, which was because Fu Lan bit his flesh. Qi Yin only felt that something warm and soft was lingering on his neck, and it took a long time to realize that Fu Lan was licking his wound. His face gradually turned red, hot like a soldering iron, and his heart was pounding, making noise in his cavity. He felt inexplicably comfortable, and somewhat enjoying himself.
After a while, Fu Lan moved her lips and said, "Okay."
Is this all right? The air above his neck was empty, as if there was no landing, Qi Yin felt a little disappointed. When I touched my neck, it broke a little skin. Qi Yin said, "That's it? You didn't even taste the blood, did you?"
"I tasted it," said Fu Lan, "Xiao Yin is very sweet."
Qi Yin's face suddenly turned red.
"You two really don't treat me as an outsider," Yun Zhi's back molars were sore, and he shook himself twice, "A'Dai, what you just meant was that God was resurrected, so the great witch himself withdrew the magic circle. ?"
Fu Lan nodded.
"According to the old man's guess, I'm afraid there is more than one place in this circle." The black cat lay on the kang table and stretched.
This is indeed the case, the entire human Taoism is declining, and there must be spirit-inducing arrays in all directions. But the task of setting up the formation is very troublesome. Qi Yin has to draw a palm-sized formation for a long time. One more stroke and one less formation will be finished, not to mention such a large spirit-inducing formation. Just thinking about it, I heard Yun Zhi ask: "How did he set up the formation under everyone's eyelids? Except for us Fenghuan, the other three mountains are heavily guarded, inside and outside are all enchantments, and there are people day and night. Yujian patrols. Take Wufang as an example, there are so many cobweb posts in Tianyuan, and such a large circle spreads all over the mountain, he draws a little every day, at least it takes several years of work."
"Because he is everywhere." Fu Lan said lightly.
Qi Yin was stunned for a moment, and didn't understand what he meant. This guy's words were always incomprehensible and puzzling. The main reason was that his mouth was too stupid. Qi Yin folded his arms and frowned in thought. Now, based on the information on both sides of the tomb of the gods and the Binghaitianyuan, it seems that the thousand-year-old monsters who set up a great formation in the Binghaitianyuan are most likely the golden criminals who escaped from the tomb of the gods. Wu Yuli.
The old monster finally made a golden figurine and returned to the mortal world. He didn't enjoy life well, but he began to draw formations and resurrect the great god. So far, his goal has obviously been successful. The Great God Bailu is scolding his mother in the nave of the tomb of God, and chatting with Qi Yin for a while. It's just that I don't know why Wu Yuli bothered to revive the great god who had been dead for so long. Perhaps as Bai Lu guessed, Wu Yuli has a wish that only God can help him realize.
"From today onwards, Xiao Yin can't leave my sight." Fu Lan touched the top of Qi Yin's hair.
"Ah? Why?" Qi Yin scratched his head, "What about Chu Gong? Take a shower and sleep together, all together?"
Fu Lan nodded seriously, "He wants to abduct you, Xiao Yin is stupid and will be deceived by him."