The laughter was so cold that it made people feel cold in their hearts. Qi Yin's forehead jumped, Gui Mei came out of the sheath, and stabbed at the right spot. The sword light splattered like snow particles in the darkness, and the temple was lit up in a corner. They finally saw what was above. The beams were densely populated with moths, and some had their wings spread out, revealing dark spots on them. The black spot is one on each side, and the wings are white. At first glance, it looks like a small face.
When the moths saw the sword light, they fluttered their wings and flew up, and the room seemed to be filled with clouds and mist, all of them were the monster moths. Qi Yin's scalp was numb, and he turned back, killing a few moths. More moths nimbly avoided the sword light, and were about to rush over with their flapping wings. At the same time, a towering and huge shadow suddenly appeared outside the door, with two long horns sticking out from its head, as if it was a bull-headed witch. They understood at a glance that it was a demon witch, standing upright enough to reach the lintel. It hit the door like a cannonball, the charm flashed with golden light, and snow-like dust fell from the top of the palace.
Fu Lan propped up the barrier to block the moth, but the door was shaky again.
The black cat shouted: "Now we know what the gang of witches and wizards are chasing. It turns out that it is these demon moths."
"What's the use of knowing, we are about to end up with those witches!" Qi Yin said.
Calm down and think of a way. Qi Yin squeezed the palm of his hand hard. You can't use fire to attack. The three-flavored real fire drawn by the spell is not a joke. It just sticks to things. These moths fly around with the fire, and they will burn the temple together. Even cutting with a knife would not work. If the beams and pillars were cut off, they would be buried alive.
How to do how to do? Qi Yin stared at the flickering spell on the door, her heart pounding.
"You're a motherfucker, don't care!" Qi Yin took out the talisman and threw it on it, "Burning it first, it's a big deal, everyone will be finished together!"
The spell flew into the moth group, and a cloud of fire spread over it. The moths screamed and flew, and the flames lit up the beams of the pillars and the curtains hanging around them, and a sea of flames spread in an instant. The talisman barrier was finally broken, and the corpses flooded in like a flood. The corners of the robe were stained with flames, covering the whole body, and the corpses became burning people. However, as if unconscious, they struggled to crawl forward.
"This way!" Fu Lan said.
He hugged the black cat, lay down on the ground, and climbed under the statue of the white deer. Or his brother has a trick, there is a witch curse on the statue, and those who are stained are immediately burned to ashes, and the safest place is under the statue. But the bottom of the statue is so narrow that two people cannot lie side by side. Fortunately, Wu Ju didn't burn Qi Yin, so he leaned down and lay on Fu Lan's body, with the black cat nesting beside Fu Lan's head. Qi Yin raised his arms and arched his back, so that his back could be attached to the icy idol. Looking up and looking around, the witch corpse was getting closer, and a few knelt down stiffly, trying to climb in and grab them.
Fu Lan kicked them with his legs. This fellow was so powerful that he kicked a witch's head into the cavity. Their bodies touched the statue, and the whole body immediately ignited a blue flame. The flame burned extremely fiercely, but within a few breaths, a person's flesh and blood evaporated like steam, revealing scorched black bones, and in the blink of an eye, it had become ash.
Cyan fireworks shrouded the surroundings, and underneath the statue was like a steamer. Both of them and a cat seemed to be about to be cooked, and they were sweating. The hot air was sucked into the lungs, and there was a burning pain. The two were face to face, and they both felt their breathing was hot, as if they were about to burn. If it goes on like this, if you don't get burned to death, you will also be roasted and smoked to death.
Confused by sweat, Qi Yin wiped her eyes in discomfort and lowered her head, only to see a large stone brick two meters square under Fu Lan, which seemed a little strange. The other stone bricks are tightly joined together, except for a slight gap around this one. Qi Yin knocked on the stone brick, and it turned out to be hollow. Overjoyed in her heart, Qi Yin called out, "There is a door!"
"You have a mechanism on top of your head." Fu Lan also said.
Qi Yin turned over with difficulty, and rode on Fu Lan to find the organ. He couldn't straighten his neck and pressed his face against the belly of the white deer statue. After searching for a long time, he couldn't see it, "Where is it, brother?"
"In front of your eyes," Fu Lan said, "a raised thing."
bulge? Qi Yin glanced at it and saw only two eggs of Bailu and a big baby. Who the hell made the god statue and set up the organ in this kind of place. If Bai Lu wanted to know that he touched this thing, he had to shove him to death. Qi Yin pressed the thing and tried to rotate it again, but it didn't move.
"Why is there no movement?" Qi Yin said.
"...It's not there." Fu Lan put his elbows on the ground, stood up slightly, grabbed his wrist with his right hand, moved three inches to the position of Bai Lu's abdomen, and pressed it hard. There was a rattling sound from under the floor tiles, and the stone bricks suddenly fell down and retracted into the wall. They were empty, and the two of them and the cat fell immediately.
The back stone bricks closed with a click, and they rolled down like a ball. Below is a narrow corridor, and Fu Lan protected Qi Yin's head, so she didn't knock.
The two and one cat climbed the tunnel for about half a stick of incense, pushed aside the floor tiles, and went to another temple. With the blazing fire outside, I could see the situation in the palace. This is a place for alchemy, with a big alchemy stove hanging in the middle, and four arm-thick black iron chains connected to four copper pillars. There are many sealed amphora jars standing high and low on the four walls, and a disembodied corpse of a witch is lying on the ground. Although there were no moths in the corpse, to be on the safe side, Fu Lan still froze it and then shredded the corpse to prevent him from cheating and scaring people.
They posted on the edge of the window paper to look outside, the flames were blazing, the tongues of fire were licking the dark sky, and the corpse of the burned man was crawling on the ground. Long shadows dragged under the feet of more witch corpses, wandering on the white marble pavement. At a glance, the densely packed figures flickered like ghosts.
"Xiao Yin-"
Some demon moths learned to speak, hid in their bodies, and called out Qi Yin's name. The end sound is fluttering, like a spring. Qi Yin's scalp went numb when she heard it, and said, "You didn't call me so lewd. What's going on with these moths? Could they be liking me?"
"You doll recruit monsters since you were a child, and you can run into little ghost dolls when you walk in the woods in broad daylight." The black cat lay on top of his head and looked out from the window paper, "Maybe your meat is more fragrant than others." Speaking of meat , The black cat is really sad, "Poor old man's old arms and legs, tossing with you young people, and there is no braised pork to fill your stomach."
Fu Lan nodded.
"What do you mean by nodding?" the black cat asked, "I know you feel sorry for the old man?"
"Xiaoyin is more fragrant than others," Fu Lan said seriously, "it smells delicious."
Qi Yin blushed, pretended not to hear, turned her head and glanced at the pots, some sealed, some open, and empty. He moved to the wall and held up a clay pot to examine it.
"Is there some elixir in here? My darling, the elixir made by the ancient great witches, even if it can't nourish the cultivation base, it can also nourish the kidneys and strengthen the yang? Maybe the old monster can live forever, just eat the elixir here." Qi Hidden took the jar to light and removed the wrapper. He took out a pill, it was transparent, like leather, and soft, "How about we go out in a jar and sell it by the pill, each for ten taels of silver."
When Fu Lan saw it, he immediately grabbed his hand and put Nadan back in the pot.
"Will I be cursed by witches if I sell it?" Qi Yin asked, seeing his solemn expression.
"It's not an elixir," Fu Lan said, "it's a Feilian moth egg."
Qi Yin was startled, and hurriedly sealed the pot, stuffing it tightly to prevent the moths from breaking their eggs.
"Dare to beat this moth out here?" Qi Yin scolded, "What kind of bullshit are these gods and witches, why do they like to keep moths? Aren't cats, cats and dogs cute? Look at our cat master, you can still warm your hands in winter. !"
The black cat looked closely in front of the clay pot for a long time, and said in surprise, "It turned out to be this thing."
"What?" Qi Yin asked.
The black cat turned his head and asked Fu Lan, "Damn, is this a witch moth?"
Fu Lan nodded. The black cat held his paw and said, "Xiaoyin, you must have heard similar rumors. If you go to the Shiwanda Mountain, many villages there still retain the legacy of the Gu technique. Legend has it that centipedes, dog crickets, spiders, The two snakes, turtle back flowers and these things are all packed into a large urn, sealed for seven, seven and forty-nine days, and they are allowed to kill each other and devour each other in it. In the end, the survivors devour hundreds of poisons and become the most poisonous, which is Gu insect."
Qi Yin had indeed heard of this thing, and when the magic of witchcraft was spread to the Central Plains, it was always said to be magical. Say what the witch patted other villagers on the shoulders. It was all right at the time. When the villager returned home, he immediately bleeded from his seven orifices and died of treatment. Opening his chest and abdomen, he saw that this heart and liver was full of bugs, and it was almost bitten into a beehive. There are also women who buy witchcraft and put them in their husband's meals. It is said that after eating the witchcraft, he will love her wholeheartedly until he grows old. Qi Yin always thought it was some kind of spell, or poison, but he didn't expect it to be a fucking bug.
"The old man doesn't know how the temple in the Central Plains is, but according to the ancient records of the Bashan Temple, the ancient Southern Border Wuzhu was not only a wizard who worshipped the gods and gods, but also a witch doctor who saved the dead and healed the wounded. Plant Fei Lian God Gu, implant it in the neck of a paralyzed person, and Fei Lian connects the host's back and brain meridians, so that he can walk again and walk like flying. The old monster told you that this moth is called 'Fei Lian', which is probably That Fei Lian God Gu."
The difference is a bit big. The demon moth they saw was not saving people, but eating people. Qi Yin tugged at the empty pottery pot a few times and said, "It seems that most of the witch hunters summoned the evil ghosts because they made a mistake in refining the gods. Is there such a thing?"
"I haven't opened the pot before," said Fu Lan. "The things in the temple can't be touched."
"Brother, aren't you curious?"
Fu Lan shook his head gently, "Xiao Yin, when I walk in the temple, there is often a voice in my heart reminding me of what is taboo and what is sin. These admonitions are engraved in my mind, and I know that only by obeying these rules can I Survive in the temple."
"It's like Wuluo's secret method," the black cat said, "a fool knows this by nature."
His brother is a god, and Qi Yin thinks that 80% of it has something to do with Wu Yuli. After all, no one knows the Bashan Temple and Wuluo's secret method better than Wu Yuli. Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Qi Yin began to flip through the books on the bookshelf. He picked up a human-skin scroll and painted some images on it. The painting style is similar to that in the tomb of the gods, but it is much more detailed, and the people who paint it have facial features.
The portraits are continuous, seeming to narrate the history of the witches. Most of the pictures in the front are the gods of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and the gods and witches offer sacrifices. Looking back, a treacherous-looking guy appeared in the team of gods and witches. He stood in the team of gods and witches, often with a sly smile. This guy initially stood at the end of the team of gods and witches, and then moved forward, and finally walked in front of the gods and witches, standing between the great god and the gods and witches.
During a sacrifice, the witch burned the tortoise shell to ask for divine will, and the tortoise shell was taken out of the fire and fell into the hands of the ghost. This is a kind of divination method, through the cracks on the tortoise shell to judge the hexagrams and predict good and bad luck. However, it is usually necessary for the gods and witches to interpret the hexagrams in order to make a judgment. Obviously, the meaning of the sheepskin painting is that the ghosts misinterpreted the will of the gods and conveyed wrong hexagrams to the gods, witches and people. The ghost covered his face, secretly smiling, and looked like a villain.
In the last few paintings, ghosts and monsters kill all the gods and witches who oppose him. His will spreads all over the southern border. Tribes who dare to defy him are exterminated. Women and children are reduced to slaves. For the common people, there are straws wrapped in the flesh and blood of demons and mortals stuck on the roadside, and the bones are scattered everywhere. The Great God Bailu was sleeping soundly on the moon, seemingly ignorant of the tyranny of ghosts.
The atrocities of the ghosts finally attracted the wrath of the sky, and Fuxi led the gods to the southern border. The monstrous fire swept down from the clouds, and the ghosts held sacrifices and summoned the great white deer. The great god was bewitched by ghosts and led an army of demons to fight against Fuxi. The next picture is the battle of Tianshang, the blood of the white deer god turns into rain, and the gods and mortal spirits sing lamentations together.
The ghost was captured by the gods and witches. In the painting, his head was bleeding, his feet were shackled, and he was struggling to move to the high platform. In the middle of the road are the angry people in the southern border. They seem to be cursing loudly and throwing eggs and rotten vegetables on him. A long trail of blood trailed behind the ghost's feet, and at the end of him was the golden figurine.
Qi Yin understood at a glance that this ghost was none other than Wu Yuli.
"I said what crime he committed. It turned out to be such a thing. The emperor ignored the government and the two parties were fighting each other. The prime minister came to the throne. I didn't expect that the foreign enemy would be knocked down, and the prime minister would dismount." Qi Yin He shook his head and sighed, "These witches must be very jealous of the good-looking old monster, and they painted him so ugly."
There was a blank space at the end of the human skin scroll. Qi Yin looked at Guang, but didn't see anything.
"Don't think about it blindly, it's probably because there is plenty of leather." The black cat said, "The temple outside this scroll also has it. The old man has seen it eight hundred times. Except for the past of the witch, there is nothing."
Qi Yin said doubtfully, "If there is a surplus, it would be better if you cut it out. Why leave a blank space? And this blank space happens to be the capacity to draw a picture."
After thinking about it, he bit his finger and dripped blood. The blood drop disappeared without a trace, as if being swallowed up. At this moment, thin lines suddenly appeared on the human skin, and the lines curved and extended, gradually sketching a picture.
"Look, let me tell you, this is no ordinary leather." Qi Yin said.
Lines first draw a wall, then a black-faced man, a white-faced man, and a cat in turn.
"It looks like we are?" Qi Yin pointed at those people, "This big fat cat is Cat Master, the white face is Fu Lan, and the black face is me. Your uncle's, who is painting here blindly, I have such a black face. Is it?"
"This may be the divine artifact River Map. Your blood has awakened it. It is said that it is full of yin and yang and five elements, and it is infinitely mysterious. If you understand the mystery, you can understand the past and know the future. Now it seems that it is not as subtle as the legend. But it can map out the situation around the owner." The black cat said.
Qi Yin was brooding about this black-faced villain, "The painting skills of the artifact are nothing but the same. The erotic palace pictures I painted are better than it."
The black cat said leisurely: "Wa'er, don't underestimate it. There are some things that the human eye can't see, but this artifact can see it. For example, the invisible monster, if you bring the river map when you are in the glazed illusion, you will know. What the hell are the 'people' around you?"
"Master Cat, are you serious?" Qi Yin asked.
"Of course," the black cat was rather displeased, "I have nothing to do when I'm full, so why lie to you? Besides, I'm not full yet."
"Then what do you think this is?" Qi Yin's voice fluttered.
The black cat looked over, and Qi Yin pointed to the copper pillar drawn on the human skin scroll, where the lines were messy and crisscrossed like weeds. If you look carefully, there seems to be a black shadow with a shrimp on the waist. There are more than two people and a cat on this scroll, and there is a third thing, hiding behind the copper pillars to peep at them.
Damn, when was this thing there? They didn't even find it.
They both froze for a while, Fu Lan didn't know where to go, Qi Yin looked around for a long time, but couldn't find his shadow, it seemed that only him and the black cat on his shoulders were left in the empty and silent darkness.
"Master Cat, look back, is that thing still there?" Qi Yin whispered.
"I don't, you look back." The black cat slapped his neck firmly.
Although the cat is fat, he is very small. Qi Yin could only bite the bullet and turn around, seeing Fu Lan with her back to them, standing in front of the copper pillar, only a few steps away from the black thing.
"Brother!" Qi Yin whispered to him.
Fu Lan was deaf and motionless. It was too dark in the palace, and the image of his back in the dim light was cast iron, which was a little weird.
"It's over, has my brother fallen for evil?" Qi Yin asked worriedly.
"It's weird." The black cat whispered.
The cool night wind blew in from the window hole behind the copper pillar, and ruffled Qi Yin's hair. The breath of that thing was carried over by the wind, and the black cat snorted and hesitated before saying, "I don't know if there is something wrong with the old man's nose. His breath seems to be very similar to that of a fool."
"Who are you?" Fu Lan suddenly said, and he asked the black shadow, "Are you... my kin?"
There was silence in the darkness, and Qi Yin heard her own breathing. After a while, a voice came from behind the copper pillar. It has exactly the same tone and tone as Fu Lan.
He asked, "Who are you?"