Military Commission Hospital, four underground floors.
The ward was brightly lit, and all kinds of expensive and advanced medical equipment surrounded the bed, and all the data showed that the life of the person on the bed was very critical.
—It was an old man with gray hair, his eyes were closed, the bags under his eyes were obvious, and his whole face hung down like dry bark, and he even looked a little scary. If he dyed his hair black, put on a formal suit, and dressed up a little more spiritedly, many people in the country should be able to recognize this face that often appears on news broadcasts; however, now lying on the hospital bed like a withered shape, it is not enough. Just a sad dying man.
Yu Jingzhong stood beside the hospital bed with a gloomy face, and a man who looked like an attending doctor came over, took off his mask and shook his head at him.
"The situation is very unoptimistic. When I was evacuated from the ICU upstairs just now, I moved too fast, which caused great harm to the condition... "
Yu Jingzhong couldn't help gnashing his teeth: "Didn't you say that Feng Si went to Hell Dao to find Demon Venerable Fanluo, why did he suddenly appear in the hospital and directly find the ICU?!"
The doctor in charge did not dare to answer, but heard a hoarse and unpleasant voice in the corner of the ward: "That is a blindfold set up by Zhou Hui, deputy team leader of Yangjin. The fourth team leader Fengsi has been involved with our demons since the matter of the Peacock Ming King Maha. After His Highness turned against him, he has never set foot in the 'Four Evil Paths'... Zhou Hui released the news of Feng Si's departure, just to divert your attention."
"Yu Jingzhong" turned his head and saw four unusually slender figures standing in the corner, wrapped in thick gray robes from head to toe, and even their faces were hidden in huge hoods, only to see everyone Holding a pure gold bell the size of a lantern, the hands exposed under the sleeves of the robe showed a wrinkled gray-white texture.
The person who spoke at the head seemed to laugh and said, "His Royal Highness Mozun was also very surprised when he heard the news, but after searching the nine heavens, ten places and four evil paths, no trace of the phoenix was found... It's a pity, our devil Lord Zun has always wanted to marry Feng Si team leader seriously."
The corner of Yangjin Puntuo's mouth twitched dryly, and Yu Jingzhong's face appeared through the human skin mask, looking rather strange.
"The fifth group can't stop Feng Si. You finally subdued Shen Wantian Si and made him a puppet, but now you have even lost this trump card... It is said that the leader of Feng Si is a man who has not been raised for hundreds of years. The seriously injured patient who has recovered, it seems that the camel is still bigger than the horse, what should I do?"
The man in gray said lightly, "Don't worry—"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man on the hospital bed suddenly had a burst of asthma, his body almost arched up, and he spewed a big mouthful of blood from under the breathing mask. The ward was in chaos, and the chief physician rushed to rescue with a few people. All the instruments were turned on at the same time, and a harsh alarm sounded.
"Buddha's blood! Bring the Buddha's blood!" The director shrieked, grabbing the blood bag from the doctor who rushed over, extracting the blood mixed with a hint of gold, injecting it, and after a few seconds, it all entered Carotid arteries of the elderly. The old man gasped for a while again, but the magnitude has been significantly reduced. After a while, he slowly calmed down, his vital index recovered to a certain level, and the instrument stopped screeching.
"This, this is the last Buddha's blood," the chief physician wiped his sweat and said desperately, "Half of the Buddha's blood has been taken upstairs by you to deal with the leader of Feng Si, and now this amount is not enough, far from enough. …”
Yangjin Pingcuo gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you say that what Yu Jingzhong's little lover brought from Japan is also a holy thing? Is there any life-sustaining effect?!"
The man in gray was about to say something when suddenly the door of the ward was knocked twice and opened immediately. One of his subordinates walked in quickly, leaning into Yangjin Pingcuo's ear and whispering: "Deputy team leader, it's not good, team leader Feng Si took action to steal everyone's soul and soul, and the fifth team was wiped out..."
Yangjin Puntuo's face changed drastically: "What did you say?!"
The ward was silent, and the air was so tense that it almost burst.
In this suffocating atmosphere, the man in gray suddenly sneered: "It doesn't matter, the Phoenix King will give it to us."
The four men in gray turned around and walked towards the door at the same time. Under the light, they could see that their bodies were emitting extremely imperceptible gas, which looked like they were enveloped in a faint black smoke. As they walked, wet, pitch-black footprints were left on the ground, which quickly dried out when exposed to the air, leaving only a thin layer of gritty gray particles.
"—How sure are you?" Yangjin Puntso raised his voice behind him.
"It's just a dead body, nothing to fear..." The man in gray didn't turn his head, and quickly disappeared at the end of the dimly lit hospital basement corridor, "...Even if the King of Phoenix is presented to Lord Mozun, it should be nothing. Difficulty."
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As the gray-clothed man left, the rotten aura that lingered in the ward seemed to be swept away by the air.
Yangjin Puntuo took a deep breath and looked back at the doctor who couldn't hide his worries and the old man who was dying on the hospital bed. The dripping sound of the medical equipment seemed to make him particularly irritable. He was habitually wanting to touch a cigarette, but he stopped halfway through his hand.
He turned his head and instructed his subordinate: "Bring Yan Lanyu."
The subordinate nodded and led the way, and after a while, a wheelchair was pushed from the door. Yan Lanyu, who was unconscious, was placed in a wheelchair, her head was tilted, the ends of her hair were hanging around her eyes, and her face looked a kind of transparent white.
Yangjin Puntuo looked at him coldly and said, "Wake him up."
His hand pressed a certain acupuncture point on Yan Lanyu's head with his hand, and squeezed it with all his strength. However, this time, the usual method that even the dead can wake up in pain was of no use. The subordinate pressed it two or three times more ruthlessly, and Yan Lanyu finally twitched and slowly opened her eyes.
Yangjin Puntuo looked down at him and asked, "Are you awake?"
"..." Yan Lanyu leaned on the back of the chair, gasping for breath because of the severe pain, coughing up blood foam from her trachea after a long while, barely regaining her breath.
"...you... who are you?" he asked, intermittently.
"I'm Yu Jingzhong," Yangjin Puncuo smiled and asked, "Why do you ask that?"
"You're not... Who are you? Where is Yu Jingzhong?"
The smile on Yangjin Puntso's face disappeared. He stared at Yan Lanyu's haggard face, and asked for a while, "Everyone didn't recognize it, even Zhou Hui was just wondering, it's just you who saw me at first sight. How did I expose it? Or, I really slept. Feelings are different, can you recognize the genuine product at a glance?"
Yan Lanyu hooked the corners of her dry, bloodless lips, and there was a hint of cunning in her smile: "No, I haven't slept." He said, "There is nothing between us... Don't use me to insult Yu Jingzhong."
Yangjin Phuntsok finally realized where his mistake was.
He couldn't help but slammed the wall - that was indeed the only, but fatal mistake.
"So that's it, that guy Yu Jingzhong..." He gritted his teeth and said, suddenly seeing a slightly complacent smile on the boy's face out of the corner of his eyes.
This young man who seems to be dying at any time, after being detained and tortured for so many days, still maintains this kind of spirit, and can still have such an upper hand in a tit-for-tat confrontation, which shows that he is really fearless now. Don't be afraid.
- A person like Yan Lanyu, when he sees death as his home, really has no weaknesses.
Yangjin Phuntso knew that the situation could not go on like this, and he had to take the initiative back.
"Let's make a deal," he took a breath and asked, "Do you know why everyone is acting like Yu Jingzhong and you can relive their old dreams?"
"… "
"Because Yu Jingzhong behaved like this," he continued without waiting for Yan Lanyu to answer, "Because his performance made many people think that there is indeed some past between you-Yu Jingzhong infiltrated the Japanese esoteric school and failed to perform his mission. He was captured alive with his companions, and it was you who secretly let him go to save their lives. If the information we have at the top is correct, you grew up in the esoteric sect, and you are the surname of the head of the sect, right? People like you It is very unreasonable to be willing to risk his life to let him go, and if Yu Jingzhong does not want to come up with a reason, there is no way to explain this matter."
Yan Lanyu closed her eyes, which meant she didn't want to listen any more, but Yang Jin didn't stop, her voice was so calm and even cruel: "Actually, Yu Jingzhong should be able to come up with other excuses, and I don't know why he chose this one. It stands to reason that this reason does not make him very face, so I think this reason should be his subconscious reaction, maybe he really hopes so in his heart..."
The boy moved and turned his head away.
Tears leaked from his closed eyelashes little by little, and fell silently down his pale and haggard cheeks.
"Let's make a deal, I don't ask much. You are so young, the last thing is my compensation for you."
Yangjin Phuntsok pointed back at the hospital bed, and said, "This man is our head, and now we must maintain his life at all costs to ensure that the power of our faction can be completely transitioned. Aida Yoshi said that you are the Japanese Yin-Yang Daoist. One of the most talented new generation, can you see what else you can do? If you can do something, I will let you see Yu Jingzhong one last time... Yes, he is not dead."
Yan Lanyu's body seemed to vibrate slightly, and she opened her eyes.
Under the light, his eyelids are very thin, and the tip of his tail is slightly raised, showing a very soft arc, and his tears are like a smudge of blush from an ink painting. Yangjin Puntuo stared at him and looked a little fascinated, and he felt a little unbearable in his heart, but then he thought about it, no matter who strangled such a life, it would be very difficult to start.
"...His soul has dissipated..." Yan Lanyu said softly, "There is no way... I can't do anything."
Yangjin Puntso frowned and asked, "Is there really no other way? The shard you are wearing—"
"That one can only exorcise evil spirits and subdue demons, and cannot survive and die, let alone a fragment. To save his life, unless there are tears shed by the phoenix on the throne of the righteous god, or the blood shed by the Buddha in the heart of Lian Hairen... It's almost impossible."
After Yan Lanyu finished speaking, she started coughing again, this time heavier than before, coughing almost to the point of bending her entire body, bright red blood splashed from her nose and throat, and blood splatters all over her palms. Yangjin Puntuo took a look at his shoulder, and knew that it was really impossible. This young man had reached the point where he finally ran out of fuel.
Yangjin Puntuo hesitated a bit, but after a while he still beckoned to call his subordinates, and said solemnly: "... Send him to the guard room and let him take a last look at Yu Jingzhong."
The subordinate nodded and asked, "What about you?"
Yangjin Pingcuo pondered for a while, and said to himself, "Lian Hai's benevolent heart... willingly shed blood."
"Bring the other human skin mask from my cabinet," he said suddenly, "it's the one in the form of the leader of Feng Si who was newly made recently."
The subordinate nodded and answered yes, and pushed Yan Lanyu's wheelchair out of the door.
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The corridor outside the ward is very dark, which may be the reason why I try not to attract attention. There are no lights in many corners. The temperature on the fourth underground floor was very low, and Yan Lanyu shivered uneasily. Seeing it, her subordinates couldn't bear it, and after thinking about it, she took off her jacket and put it on him.
"You are so beautiful, and you can live well if you want. Why don't you want to hang yourself on this tree? You're going to lose your life."
The subordinate muttered, shook his head and sighed, and stopped in front of an iron door at the end of the corridor: "Here it is."
It was originally a passage leading to the power distribution room, and it was completely blocked by an iron fence. The fence was dark and it was almost impossible to see things, and the smell of dust was permeating everywhere. Yan Lanyu squeezed the palm of her hand and forced herself to wake up, staring closely at the man who pressed the combination lock with his back to him, not even letting go of the slightest elbow movement; a moment after the password input was confirmed, the iron door clicked open.
The subordinates turned around and pushed Yan Lanyu into the guard room and said, "Here, here."
—I saw the position against the wall, half lying and half sitting on the ground, although the face could not be seen clearly in the dark, but Yan Lanyu instantly recognized this figure exactly as she remembered.
Tears fell, but there was no sound at all. There seemed to be a sour lump in his throat, and he couldn't even make a sound of sobbing.
The subordinates seemed to be very emotional. They wanted to say something but didn't say it. In the end, they only shook their heads and said, "I'm sorry, Deputy, we are just doing things according to orders. That... You guys can talk slowly, I won't bother you." He turned around and exited. The guard room, closed the iron door, and the combination lock clicked and locked.
Yu Jingzhong on the ground moved, until the figure of his subordinate disappeared at the end of the corridor, he sighed and said, "...Little brother, I'm sorry for you..."
Yan Lanyu has been waiting for this sentence for a long time. From when he was still in Japan two years ago, taking advantage of the snowy night to secretly release this foreign agent, to his illusory promise for two years, he kept polishing his most subtle and fragile hopes, and then kept repeating his hopes. To the cycle of disappointment, in the end, in the dark days and nights, all beliefs were completely wiped out... He has been waiting for this sentence, the only one in his short life of ten years, and the last one who is unwilling to give up waiting. , is this sentence.
However, after hearing this sentence, he didn't lose his temper, he didn't burst into tears, and he didn't even have the tingling and soreness that he had repeated hundreds of thousands of times.
Yan Lanyu took a deep and thorough breath, and felt the air arouse severe pain in her lungs, so much so that her voice was very hoarse: "No... it doesn't matter."
Yu Jingzhong moved a little closer, and only then did Yan Lanyu use the weak light to see that there was blood all over his body, but most of it had dried up, and he didn't know how. Yu Jingzhong noticed his gaze, but didn't explain much about his injury. He reached out to touch Yan Lanyu's pulse and the temperature behind his ear, and said, "You must get treatment immediately, the situation can't be dragged on any longer. Why are you here? Do they want to kill you too?"
Yan Lanyu did not answer.
"Listen," Yu Jingzhong said, "I have some information to tell you, this is what they tortured me for a long time, after you have heard it, you can go back and tell them a little bit, you have to control your own proportions, and you must delay it until Zhou Hui finds out. I will come to save you after everything happens. Zhou Hui is the first commander of the six teams in our special unit. As long as you meet him, you will definitely survive. Tell him that this is my last order, and you must let him you live..."
"It's useless..." Yan Lanyu said softly, "Don't bother, it's useless."
Yu Jingzhong grabbed the armrest of his wheelchair, as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yan Lanyu's soft but undeniable voice: "I'm an onmyoji, I know it myself... Don't bother, don't make me talk too much. You tell me the reason first, how did it become like this? Why did they pretend to be you?"
They were deadlocked for a few seconds, Yu Jingzhong let out a long sigh, and said sullenly: "...In the military commission faction, a force that is hostile to us, one of their bosses is dying."
Yan Lanyu listened quietly.
"But the opposing forces are not ready for the handover. Once a powerful boss dies, their entire system is in danger of collapsing. In order to prolong that person's life, they must use our special resources, so I became their stumbling block."
"I learned that you came to H City a month ago, and I wanted to take this opportunity to take you over, so I secretly sent Zhou Hui; The power of Demon Venerable in the evil way subdued the fifth group leader Shen Wantiansi who was unwilling to be manipulated by them, incited the deputy group leader Yangjin Puncuo to lead the whole group to rebel, and pretended to be me and detained me here. "
Yu Jingzhong didn't waste time explaining why a deputy team leader could lead the entire team to rebel, but the team leader himself had no appeal.
"They haven't killed me because I still know a lot of information they want. Without this information, Yangjin Phuntsuo can't always replace me without revealing anything." He paused and said: "—but once the other party's information If the plan is successful, if the big guy comes back to life, our special department will be crushed to the ground, and all six groups will collapse. It doesn't matter if you kill me at any time, because no one will doubt that Yangjin Puntuo is Counterfeiters."
Yu Jingzhong sighed and said: "So my hope of surviving is really slim, it mainly depends on how long it can be delayed... I originally wanted to bite to death for a while, but now that I see you, it doesn't matter. God is still kind to me, and gave me one last chance before I died."
Yan Lanyu gasped and smiled slightly.
"Instead, I think God treats me well..." He said softly, "I think it's worth it now."
He grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair and stood up a little slowly and with difficulty. The moment he landed, he stumbled, Yu Jingzhong rushed over to support him, and said strangely, "What are you doing?!"
"..." Yan Lanyu waved his hand to signal him not to ask, then broke free from the support and staggered to the iron gate.
He was already reluctant to even stand, and from the side, the side cheeks that were already beautiful like a girl were even more pitiful. But in that thin body, there is a terrifying, desperate courage, which turned into an extremely strong force to support his spine, support him to stand, not to fall.
He stared at the iron fence, swallowed sweet saliva, and the next second stretched out his hand and twisted his shoulder joint. Gap!
Yu Jingzhong said stunned: "—shrinking bones?!"
Yan Lanyu's chest was stuck in the middle of the iron fence, and he took a deep breath. For a few seconds, he couldn't bear the excruciating pain, but then he raised his intact hand and held it to the same side. On the shoulders, "Kara!" A crisp sound also twisted away, and with the terrible collision and friction of bones, it was forced out of the iron door little by little!
With a plop, Yan Lanyu fell to the ground, Yu Jingzhong pounced on him and grabbed the iron door with such force that even his fingers spasmed violently.
Yan Lanyu gasped for a while, motioned to Yu Jingzhong not to make a sound, then staggered to get up, gritted her teeth and slammed her shoulder against the wall, twisting it with a click.
It can be seen that he is very used to the process of dislocating and reconnecting. He gritted his teeth and lifted his elbow to move a few times. He felt that his fingers slowly regained consciousness, so he walked to the lock and entered the passwords one by one. Then the iron door opened with a click.
Yu Jingzhong rushed out with a stride, hugged Yan Lanyu who was falling down the wall, and slowly knelt down on the ground while trembling. He felt that his eyes were hot, and even his breath was hot and sour; and the body in his arms was very, very cold, and his hands were hard with bones, as if an infinite chill was coming out of the bone marrow, quickly swallowing The last bit of the poor life of the boy.
"No... it doesn't hurt," Yan Lanyu said in a daze, "don't... don't cry, don't cry..."
He seemed to want to stretch out his hand, but it fell down quickly, and Yu Jingzhong grabbed it tightly in the palm of his hand. This senior agent, who has been in the spy sea for more than ten years, was shaking all over, pressing his face against the side of the teenager's neck, and his mind was filled with despair.
Yan Lanyu's consciousness was already very drowsy. He only felt the cold, as if the whole body was incomplete, the coldness of the cold wind. He wanted to ask Yu Jingzhong to hold him tighter, but in fact, even if he was so close to the bone and blood, he couldn't feel it.
"Quick... let's go..." He said in a slack and intermittent manner.
"Quick... you... go..."
Yu Jingzhong gasped violently, raised his head, and looked at the deep and secluded underground corridor. After a while, he gritted his teeth and got up, carried the boy on his shoulders, and walked forward with a staggering step.
Chapter 23 Zhou Hui's breathing became heavier, and he suddenly remembered that as a monster, he saw the scene of the Phoenix Ming King for the first time
The same inpatient building, ICU monitoring floor.
Chu He supported his body with his long bow, sat heavily on the ground, and wiped his waist with his hands.
The girdle was already tight, and it was even more shocking when it was soaked in blood, and the golden phoenix pattern was particularly eye-catching in the blood. He took a few breaths, and felt a sharp pain in the place where he was hit by the subduing pestle, which must have been damaged internal organs.
Everyone in the fifth group was robbed of one soul and two souls, lying in every corner of the entire floor like a vegetative person. God Wantian Si lay dying beside him, unconscious, Chu He spent five seconds praying that he was not dead, and then pulled out the pure blue long arrow nailed in his abdomen, and the arrow immediately dripped with a splash. Blood.
The material of this long arrow is phoenix bone, there are twelve in total, twelve bones that were actually drawn from the original Phoenix. In the early years when the gods and demons were in the melee, Zhou Hui cut off eleven pieces in a row, and the last one was not taken off the string, and he came out of the air and grasped it, and it has been preserved to this day.
Later, Chu He also considered re-refining the pure blue arrow, but he could no longer bear the pain of cramping, so he never took action. Later, Zhou Hui learned that in order to please him, this person hunted and killed several top-level demons in the sea of blood, and took out eleven bones and gave them to him.
Strictly speaking, at that time, their relationship had not yet reached the stage where the word "send" could be used. If they had to say it, it would be more appropriate to use "offer". Chu He used these eleven demon bones to recast the pure blue arrow. Although the hardness is still very different from that of the phoenix bone, and it does not have the mana to purify and calm the soul, it has been used until today.
Thinking about it now, from the moment he used the magic bone as a weapon, he had already started to deviate from the constraints of heaven. But at that time, why did he still accept Zhou Hui's gift?
Because the man who staggered with the devil bone in his arms looked miserable? Or is it because his expression like offering a treasure is too silly?
Chu He let out a breath, nailed the long arrow to the ground and stood up.
- At this moment, a soft bell rang from outside the hall.
Chu He was stunned for a moment, and then another bell rang like a gurgling water, jumping in the wind.
The sound makes people very comfortable, like wind chimes singing on the grass, birds flying in the sun, and the heart is filled with joy and relaxation. He wanted to look back, but his whole body felt so comfortable that even the bones were crisp, and he couldn't help but kneel and sit down.
Immediately afterwards, the sun disappeared, dark clouds floated, lightning pierced the sky, and heavy rain poured down. The bell was swept by the icy water whip and the gust of wind. Chu He tried to stand up in pain, but was forced back by the pressure after another. In a trance, he only felt that he was the only one left in the sky and the torrential rain. Endless beating, splattered with blood dripping all over.
Chu He gasped for breath, and suddenly realized what it was—an illusion!
Golden Bell Fantasy!
Chu He grabbed the pure cyan phoenix bone arrow that was pulled from Shen Wantian Si just now, and clenched his teeth and stabbed it into his palm. This time, the palm of his hand was pierced immediately, and his mind became clear from the severe pain. He looked back suddenly, and saw four gray figures standing behind him!
He has seen these people beside Mozun, and he can recognize who they are without looking at them, and he immediately knows why Shenwantiansi has been made into a puppet so thoroughly—that is the Four Demon Elders, each of which is the legendary Asura A king-level character, the golden bell in his hand creates the illusion of heaven and magic, which can make gods and Buddhas lost in the bell!
When Shen Wan Tiansi met them, he must have gone through a bloody battle, but he was soon exhausted and captured, and he didn't even have time to call for help during the whole process. If he hadn't been pierced by the phoenix bone, maybe he would have died in a puppet state or had a mental breakdown. The best outcome would be to be lost in an illusion for the rest of his life, and Zhou Hui could only put him in a mental hospital.
Chu He was so annoyed that he suddenly stepped back. However, the opponent moved faster than him. The four of them threw heavy golden bells the size of lanterns at the same time. The tinkling sounded in mid-air, turning into an overwhelming giant net to cover his head!
"you-"
"Please come with us, His Royal Highness Prince Ming Phoenix." The leading demon elder said solemnly, "We will bring you back to the hell realm, and it is for this purpose that we are involved in the affairs of the human world."
Chu He slammed into the ground suddenly, and the golden net covered him, and then it became invisible and slammed into his body. The man in gray also knew that he had been dragged to the end by Shen Wantiansi and basically lost his fighting power, so he had no fear at all, and the two walked over and pressed him on his wrist.
"Master Demon is waiting for you in the sea of blood..."
Chu He grabbed them one by one, staggered to his feet and retreated violently, and said sternly, "If Fan Luo wants to see me, let him come by himself! What are you guys?!"
As he said that, he stretched out his hand into the void, and the long spear lying in the rubble in the distance flew into the air. He grabbed it in his hand, and instantly swept the two gray-clothed men out with his backhand!
King Asura has a very high status in the "Four Evil Realms", and there are four in one, probably never heard the words "what is it". The two people who didn't fall immediately rushed up and said gloomily: "His Royal Highness Duke Ming, Mozun wants you to go back alive, but he didn't say that you must live intact - it is indeed worth fearing when your real body is still there, but Are you still angry now?"
Chu He's ears were bleeding, but he didn't actually hear what he said. But then, the next action of the man in gray is to stretch out his hand and grab it in the air—
Corresponding to this action, the golden net that had been deeply sunk into his body suddenly tightened!
Chu He let out a cry of pain that he couldn't even hear himself. The pain was so maddening that he grabbed the spear and slashed it violently. With just one blow, the man in gray who was closest to him went from shoulder to upper arm. Cut it down!
—The bell rang from the depths of his body, and in the blood mist that burst open, Chu He's sanity suddenly froze.
He seemed to have suddenly moved from reality to an illusion, and he was no longer seeing the messy hospital building, nor the gray-robed Asura who rushed up viciously.
He didn't even feel the pain, the blood that burst out when the spear was slashed, like the weird red ink on the canvas, faded in clusters, revealing a faint white light all over the mountains and plains.
- Am I dead?
Standing in the open space, Chu He raised his head and saw a vast and distant long wind whistling across the sky.
"His Royal Highness Prince Ming," came a cautious voice behind him: "What are you doing here?"
Chu He turned his head, his eyes were still very slack, and after a while, he slowly focused and recognized that behind him was the thirty-three-layered sky towering into the sky and the golden Buddha hall. On the steps of the Buddhist hall stood a young monk with clear features , is looking at himself respectfully.
He subconsciously asked, "Where's Zhou Hui?"
"What is Zhou Hui?" The little novice looked at him strangely and said, "Your Highness, you just came out of the Buddhist temple on your knees and stopped here. Did you have an epiphany?"
"...No...No," Chu He shook his head blankly, "No."
He turned his head again, raised his hand to look at it, and felt in a trance that he was facing a very urgent situation just now, but as soon as he thought about it, his mind began to dizzy.
At this time, a roar of a beast suddenly sounded in the apse of the Buddhist hall. It was not real due to the distance, but it was vaguely very shrill and sharp. It took about dozens of seconds of continuous howling before I suddenly heard a loud metal crash, and the ground under my feet shook a few times before it stopped.
"…What's the sound behind?"
The little novice seemed even more strange: "Don't you know, His Royal Highness? The Buddha went to the sea of blood to teach the Fa to save all sentient beings. All the demons bowed their heads to the lotus seat, but only one low-level monster refused to kneel. Because it did not respect the Buddha, Right now, he has been captured to the 33rd Heaven, and he is going to take his heart and refine his bones, so as to deter all sentient beings in the devil's way."
The little novice smiled again and said, "This monster is rebellious and has been punished by swords and axes. He refuses to convert to the way of heaven. He is still struggling for the past two days. The Buddha kept it in the Vajra Bell. It might be the sound of it hitting the bell jar."
Another dull crash sounded, and the entire Buddhist hall hummed slightly in the vibration.
Phoenix Ming frowned and asked, "What kind of monster?"
The little novice lowered his head and seemed a little scared: "I... I don't know."
The next second, he felt the light wind blowing his jacket, and when he raised his head, he saw Phoenix Ming Wang passing by and walking towards the apse.
His long hair was tied down on the snow-white robe, and the sleeves of his robe seemed to be filled with the fragrance of lotus flowers when he walked. His figure is thin and slender, and his shadow is reflected on the golden bricks of the Buddhist hall when he walks. Just a glance at him makes people feel fascinated.
The little novice couldn't help holding his breath.
The apse of the Buddhist temple was filled with cigarette smoke, and a huge vajra bell was buckled in the middle, and the vibrations and roars came from behind the bell.
This bell will ring ninety-nine times every four hours, and every time it is like the wrath of the gods in the nine heavens and ten places, the vast and incessant ringing will turn everything in the bell into powder. Since ancient times, all monks who have committed serious crimes will be suppressed under the vajra bell, and then when the big bell rings, even if the monk has a vajra body, he will be trapped in it, and his bones will be broken, and he will be shocked to death.
Phoenix Ming lifted the bell jar.
There is also a layer of iron bars under the Vajra Clock, which is buckled upside down like a giant cage, and in the cage lies a monster more than nine feet high.
It looks like a lion and a tiger, and its body is festering in many places, its four claws are exposed due to the struggle, and its mane is full of rancid flesh. Probably because it bit itself when it endured the pain, its fangs were all blackened with solidified minced meat, and it looked both ferocious and embarrassed. Willing to growl.
Phoenix Ming stared at it and asked, "Why don't you kneel?"
The monster roared angrily and slammed into the iron cage!
At that moment, its fangs were only a few inches away from Phoenix's slender eyelashes, but Phoenix Ming Wang did not take a step back and repeated: "Why don't you kneel?"
The monster stared at him, exhaled for a long time, and finally made a hoarse and rough voice: "…Why do I kneel to you?"
Phoenix said: "I don't need it. Why don't you kneel when you face the Buddha in the sea of blood?"
One person and one beast looked at each other across the iron cage. After a long while, the monster finally slowly backed away, half squatting and half sitting on the ground with its bloody hind legs, and said arrogantly, "I don't believe in the Tao of Heaven, why should I kneel!"
"If you don't believe it, you're going to die, and your soul will never survive, so you don't believe it?"
The monster said: "I don't believe it."
Phoenix Ming stared at it silently, and suddenly stretched out his hand for a while, and the giant cage collapsed and collapsed.
The monster stood up suddenly, took two steps in disbelief, but suddenly stopped at the edge of the iron cage, as if wondering if there was any conspiracy in it. In its suspicious and vigilant eyes, Phoenix Ming Wang did not explain much, turned around and walked outside the apse, saying, "You go."
"...Why?" The monster couldn't help but ask sharply, "Why let me go?"
Phoenix Ming Wang did not turn his head, walked out of the apse, the snow-white robe swept down, and every step seemed to bloom like a boundless lotus flower. The nine-layered jade steps in front of him could not be seen down to the end, and further afield, the temple was magnificent and continuous, reaching the sky, hidden in the misty clouds. "There's no reason," his voice blew in the wind. "Let's go."
The monster stared at his back in a daze, and it was not until the Phoenix Ming King walked a long way that he suddenly jumped out of the threshold with force and went all the way down. During the wild run, a lot of minced meat and blood were shaken from its body, and it was splashed all the way along the jade steps, but it didn't seem to notice it.
It jumped high like a black meteor, and the phoenix turned around and reached out to block it in the air, but the monster broke through the invisible barrier with lightning speed and rushed down in front of the phoenix Mingwang: "Wait—"
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In the hospital, four golden bells rang together, Chu He covered his ears in pain, but to no avail. In a trance, the world in front of him stayed on the last scene, the monsters descended from the sky, their fangs flashed cold light, and they stabbed at his throat like arrows—
Chu He's pupils tightened, frantically grabbed the pure blue bone arrow, and used all his strength to stab forward!
-puff!
Blood splattered in front of him, and Zhou Hui gritted his teeth and grabbed the Chunqing arrow, trying his best to avoid his right rib from being pierced alive.
He grabbed Chu He's wrist, using very light force to avoid scratching the wrist bone, but he was stuck at the critical point where he couldn't refuse, and bit by bit, he pulled the long arrow out from under his ribs with blood and flesh. Chu He was unconscious, he staggered forward and took a step forward. He was knocked unconscious by his palms behind his neck, and then hugged him in his arms.
"...I haven't given such a hug for so many years," Zhou Hui hissed while holding down his rib cage, turning his head to stare at the four gray-robed Asuras, and said gloomily, "For this reason, let me let you go today. You die quickly."
The four exchanged glances under the hoods, obviously not wanting to face Zhou Hui, and at the same time quickly retreating back - however, at the same time, Zhou Hui's figure disappeared in place, and the next second was the fastest retreat. The Asura appeared behind him.
His face was expressionless, as if the god of death had come to the world, holding Chu He in one hand and slashing horizontally with the other.
- In the snow light that cut through the sky, Asura was cut into two pieces by a knife in the middle!
Half of his body flew up in the air with black water, and fell to the ground with a thud. Countless snakes with thick bowls poured out of his abdominal cavity. The moment they touched the air, they burst into flames and made a piercing hissing scream!
"—Boss Zhou!" The other three suddenly changed color, and one of them, Asura, grabbed the golden bell and said sharply: "We just want to invite the Phoenix Ming King, are you going to be in hell?!"
Before he finished speaking, the man only felt a chill on his neck.
He only felt that he was flying, but out of the corner of his eyes he caught a glimpse of his body still on the ground. The next second his head thumped! With a bang, he hit the wall and fell to the ground. After landing, his mouth opened twice, but no sound came out.
The remaining two never expected Zhou Hui to be so cruel and ruthless, and they were stunned. The heavy golden bell of the devil made a series of loud sounds, and the invisible deadly sound wave surging blocked every inch of space in the hall, and everyone else would collapse immediately, but Zhou Hui didn't even move his eyebrows.
"Treating me with the means of magic?" he said lightly, "Is it the wrong person."
He took a step forward, and the moment the soles of his feet landed, the bones of his entire body swelled and deformed, silently turning into a giant beast like a lion and a tiger. His fur was pitch-black and shiny, his shoulders almost reached the ceiling, and his eyes were like some kind of snake. Like an animal, it flashed a poisoned green light.
"Back then, when I was courting King Fenghuang Ming, I tried my best to please him every day, even at night, I stayed outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, for fear of being a little bit farther away... Now you Demon Venerable, but you are coming to Feng Si's call, Just lingering, and delusional thinking that this will be able to cuckold Lao Tzu."
It stared condescendingly at the two gray-clothed Asuras, showing Morihan's terrifying fangs: "It's so stupid, and I'm so stupid to treat him as a rival in love."
Ashura in gray turned around and ran, but he didn't have time to run two steps at all. The black behemoth flew down from the sky, and with one palm, ripped off the skull of the slow-running belt!
The corpse swayed to the ground in the splashing black water, and the brain was squeezed out of the seven orifices. The last Asura knew that there was no hope of surviving, and in desperation, he roared and rushed forward to make a desperate attempt, but then he was slammed into the ground by the earth-shattering roar of the giant beast!
The huge and heavy claws firmly pressed the reinforced concrete floor to a crack that was more than ten meters long. Asura screamed and struggled, but was unable to break free from the overwhelming magic. One of his arms had been cut off by Chu He before, and the black blood spurted out again, splashing the walls and ground with terrifying puddles of blood.
Zhou Hui narrowed the beast's pupils, this expression on the beast's face was extremely ferocious.
"Go back and tell you Demon Venerable..." It hissed icy cold breath between its fangs, and said: "I said that I dealt with him, but I was just taking my salary to deal with the heaven. But if you don't want to die, stay away from Phoenix Ming Wang. Go and tell him the truth."
Zhou Hui let go of his sharp claws, and the gray-robed Asura staggered to his feet. He didn't dare to look back at all, and ran to the end of the corridor, breaking through the glass window and jumping out.
A huge pylorus of hell appeared in the air, and slowly opened a slit with the ghost cry. Countless white-boned hands scrambled to climb out, but as Ashura in grey fell straight into the gap, the crack of the door slammed shut, and disappeared into the void in the long and mournful trombone.
The giant beast stared at him and disappeared, and then gently slid the Chu He on his back to the ground, sniffing with his nose in the crevice of his neck.
Chu He's eyes were tightly closed, and he was unconscious. He seemed to be in pain even in a coma, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his breath was light and cold, and his body had a particularly soft feeling in the dark.
The beast raised its claws and pushed him very slightly, but got no response.
It suddenly remembered the scene when it first saw Phoenix Ming Wang. At that time, the status of the phoenix was so high and high, like a beautiful and noble flower blooming on the clouds, while it was humble, embarrassed, and fierce. .
But now everything is turned upside down.
Tens of thousands of years have made it transcend the limits of gods and demons, and become an extremely powerful and terrifying existence in the six realms, which makes the nine days and ten earths change, and even allows the supreme heaven to repeatedly compromise.
It can finally easily touch this unreachable lotus flower on the cloud, swallow, torture, pluck it and ravage it to destruction, and no one can stop it; it has won the power to do whatever it wants for itself.
Perhaps it was the reason why it was more difficult for him to control himself as a monster. After a long absence, Zhou Hui felt that the blood in his whole body was heating up, and the rapid flow collided with the blood vessels, causing his muscles to tighten involuntarily. Its breathing became heavy involuntarily, and even forgot how bad the environment and timing was right now, it only lowered its head and sniffed Chu He's neck, shoulders and chest with a hot nose. The smell of blood made it extremely irritable, but more Instinct uncontrollable desire and excitement.
Chapter 24 The eyes are extremely unwilling, as if staring at a very plump piece of meat, but not allowed to mouth
Zhou Hui let out a low roar and kept pacing around Chu He, patting his face and neck with his paws.
Chu He let out a very slight moan under the slap. This sound was like an invisible encouragement, which made Zhou Hui greatly excited immediately. It rubbed and squeezed him with its huge furry head, and at the same time leaned down and pressed him with the thick fur on its chest, making a low and dangerous roar, and its pupils stood up strangely in the bottom of its eyes.
"..." Chu He opened his mouth, but did not make a sound, showing a slightly painful expression.
This is my thing, Zhou Hui thought. The long-lost animal instinct burned in the blood vessels, and the heat made it extremely excited, and every tiny nerve ending trembled.
It's mine, completely mine.
I have all the sovereignty over him, and I am the only ruler of this territory.
This realization made Zhou Hui very excited. The separation and depression of the previous few years have turned into more intense stimulation at this moment, like a whole bottle of alcohol was suddenly poured into the fire, and it was like a basin of cold water was suddenly poured out. In a frying pan, let his whole brain explode.
It opened its mouth and licked Chu He's neck and chest hard, greedy and insatiable, not even an inch of skin was spared. The long barbed tongue made Chu He curl up in pain immediately, gasping for breath, subconsciously reaching out to push back, but he was immediately stepped on by the male beast, forcing his entire body to show a kind of feeling. open gesture.
"Ah..." Chu He was licked by the long tongue, and finally struggled reluctantly: "No... No, Zhou Hui..."
The beast paused for a moment and looked down.
Chu He opened his eyes slightly, spasming a little because of the severe pain, and he choked blood in his trachea before he could speak. He lay down on the ground and started coughing, every sound was very dull and forceful, his temples pressed against his pale cheeks, his clothes were messy, and from Zhou Hui's point of view, he could see his bare back and shoulders trembling constantly.
The beast couldn't bear it any longer, his fangs let out a heavy gasp, and his thick tail slapped the ground in an extremely anxious manner.
It wanted to jump in and rape him so hard, so utterly, that the softest and most hidden part of his whole body would be forced to embrace itself, that he would scream and gasp until his throat was hoarse, and that his legs would be filled with his own dick. semen; but all it could do with a cough was to scratch the ground with its claws, leaving dozens of nicks with white smoke.
"Zhou Hui..." Chu He finally managed to stop coughing up blood. He turned around exhausted. In a trance, he realized the danger at a glance, and immediately moved back with all his strength.
The beast roared violently, pounced on him and pressed him hard, burying his whole body in the fur on his chest, and at the same time squeezing it hard. After squeezing it a dozen times, it recovered, and stared at Chu He, who had messy hair, as if a wild beast was looking at a very plump piece of meat when it was extremely hungry, but its eyes were full of eyes. Not reconciled.
"Let go of me... Zhou Hui," Chu He trembled, but his expression was very calm: "Let go first..."
The monster "Ow!" roared, and the entire hall shook several times.
It had no choice but to take a half step back, and after a stalemate for a few seconds, it took another half step. The muscles of its front legs were tensed like a rock. It was actually a prelude to the attack, and it seemed that it would change its mind and pounce at any time.
Chu He even lost the last trace of blood on his lips, but his expression was unusually calm, and he kept staring at its strange and violent green vertical pupils. Until it finally retreated three or four meters away, and the moment the soles of its feet landed, the bones slowly changed and shrunk, turning back into a human shape.
Chu He leaned against the wall wearily and breathed a sigh of relief.
"...Don't be afraid of a well rope after being bitten by a snake for ten years." Zhou Hui squatted on the ground unwillingly and licked his fingers. This action should be subconscious, it looks like a beast licking its claws before killing its prey: "What am I? I didn't plan to do it, you see how obedient I am... "
"Then what did you want to do just now?"
Zhou Hui rolled his eyes and said, "Oh, I tested whether my hair is soft or not." Then he leaned over and asked, "Is it soft?"
Chu He: "..."
With a blank expression, Chu He pushed away the handsome face in front of him. He struggled to support the wall and wanted to stand up. The direct attack of the Buddha's blood is no joke. If it were another person, the entire abdominal cavity might be turned into a red bean paste.
Zhou Hui was wearing black clothes, and the puncture wound under his right rib was not conspicuous, so he blocked the bleeding opening with his hand and said, "Don't move, I'll take care of it."
He rummaged through his jacket pocket, found a throat lozenge bottle, poured out a pill the size of a pinky fingernail, put it in his mouth for a while and melted, spit it in the palm of his hand and rubbed it , lifted the corner of Chu He's clothes and began to massage the injured part of his waist. This kind of medicinal pill is only for emergency treatment, but it can really relieve the pain very quickly. After rubbing it for a few minutes, Chu He let out a long sigh of relief: "Okay, it's almost there... Where did you get it?"
Zhou Hui said, "I'm not your type of immortality. As a demon, I naturally want to get some local products from the hell realm."
Chu He said in his heart that I am so adaptable to the local specialties of the hell realm... Probably because his expression revealed this idea unabashedly, Zhou Hui immediately comforted: "Marry a chicken, marry a dog, marry a dog, a person can adapt to the environment always. It's good."
"..." Chu He's mouth twitched slightly and asked, "How are you?"
"These weak chickens, Asuras, weren't crushed to death by one hand, but you were still in there being made to die by a few demon bells. Saying it out makes me sad for you. I've never seen the world before." He leaned over with a smirk and whispered: "If you really like it so much, I'll get a few for you next time, I'm sure you will like it more..."
Chu He said with an expressionless face: "Forget it, keep it for yourself. If your hands are not long enough, I can still support you in a friendly way."
"You do not understand… "
Chu He hurriedly interrupted him: "—How did you deal with the cursed corpse?"
"Oh," Zhou Hui said sullenly, "There is an answer on Tiandaozhihu saying that the Buddha seal can purify the cursed corpse, so I borrowed the palm of my brother-in-law to use it. To be honest, my brother-in-law is indeed a little timid, or just following the curse. Did the corpse do a face-to-face dance? It sounded like I was looking for someone to turn him around, and I felt sorry for him when I heard it."
Zhou Hui briefly explained the discovery that the cursed corpse was not Yangjin Puntuo, and said, "It can be seen that Lao Yu has indeed been replaced by someone else. Damn, I will say that Yu Jingzhong has been weird during this time. It's like taking the wrong medicine."
"You can't say that people are weird just because they don't want to go on a blind date with the girl you introduced..." Chu He sighed, and suddenly remembered something: "—Where's Zhang Shun?"
Zhou Hui was stunned.
Although this expression was fleeting, Chu He was keenly aware that something was wrong: "—Didn't you come from Dongcheng with Zhang Shun? Where's Zhang Shun?"
Zhou Hui stared straight at him, and suddenly covered his right rib for a while, and said in pain, "It hurts, it hurts..."
Zhou Hui's face was pale, and the cold sweat was like rain, and the expression was so real that Zhou Runfa would be willing to bow down. Chu He didn't suspect him, so he rushed up to support him and slowly sat on the ground, unbuttoned his clothes to check, and saw an arrow wound the size of his index finger dripping with blood under his ribs. The flesh and blood of a palm looks quite scary.
Chu He immediately realized that he did it, and said angrily, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"
Zhou Hui grabbed his hand and gasped for breath: "Quick, go and see if the arrow is scratched..."
"Your head has just been wiped!" Chu He quickly pulled out the throat lozenge bottle from his pocket, but it was empty. The last pill had just been used on himself. He had no choice but to tear a piece of fabric from the hem of his clothes with his bare hands and wrap it up for Zhou Hui, but for some reason, the wound that had almost stopped bleeding started to bleed again when he touched it, and it took only two wraps to soak the fabric. .
Zhou Hui was out of breath, grabbed Chu He's hand and said, "Darling, don't worry, there is something I must tell you..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you still have medicine?" Chu He broke Zhou Hui away, and immediately got up and went to the cluttered ICU care hall to look through it. In the medicine cabinet, he found half a box of painkillers and a still Opened syringe. He also wanted to find out if there was any medicine powder to stop the bleeding, but the hospital bed and all the expensive medical equipment were smashed by broken bricks and rocks, and the medicine was scattered all over the place. Broken glass slag.
Zhou Hui leaned against the corner weakly and hummed, "Honey, I have hard bones, go and see if the arrow is damaged—"
Chu He said angrily, "Don't move! Wrap the bandage tightly!"
"It's okay, leave me alone, there is something very important..."
"—I said," a voice suddenly came from not far away: "Can you take care of me? If you let me go, it will naturally cool down."
Zhou Hui and Chu He turned around at the same time, only to see Shen Wantian Si lying on his back on the floor, turning his neck like a zombie, and looking at them faintly.
"Is it really good to flirt in front of a monk? And Boss Zhou, I intuitively understand that the use of the bell you said is different from what I understand... I'm already very worried about that kind of thing, don't let me down Is the shadow good?"
Zhou Hui clutched the bandage and forgot to bleed: "When did you wake up?"
"From the time I was bitten by a snake for ten years, I was afraid of the well rope - my pure thought was ruined by the two of you, Comrade Zhou Runhui." own eyes.
But this is the only part of his body that can move. His abdominal cavity was penetrated, his left arm was charred black, the skin was open and the flesh was horribly ripped apart. When he moved a little, he gave off the smell of roasted protein; fortunately, the burn stopped before the heart, otherwise it would have already been done by now. Cool.
Chu He went to help him bandage and treat the wound, and gave him another shot of adrenaline. He asked, "Why did the fifth group defect? When did you get caught and turned into a puppet?"
"I was originally different from their sect. The Yellow Sect's teachings are very radical, and Yangjin Phuntsuo is their spiritual leader... It's too complicated, let's not talk about it." In this incident, Yangjin Phuntsok has been planning to kill me. He pretended to be Deputy Empress Yu and called me to this hospital, and lied to me that there was an evil spirit here and told me to escape. As a result, I ran into those few A gray-robed Asura who uses a demon bell, he has no resistance at all... ah!"
He bounced from the pain, and he held his head in Chu He's arms for a long time before he managed to recover. He asked tremblingly, "Then... Where is Yangjin Puncuo? What happened to Zhen Yufu that idiot?"
Chu He shook his head and said he didn't know, and the two looked back at Zhou Hui together.
Zhou Hui's face was pale, dripping with cold sweat, clutching his wound and shaking his head weakly. His current state doesn't look much better than Shen Wantiansi, curled up alone in the dark corner, like an injured beast licking alone.
"I just wanted to tell you..." He paused and said solemnly: "I brought Zhang Shun here from Dongcheng District, but I met Yangjin Puntuo who was pretending to be you downstairs. I was in a hurry to come up to you, And I thought the Buddha's bone's ability was more than enough to deal with the deputy team leader of Yangjin, so I left Zhang Shun there alone..."
He coughed twice in pain and added, "Zhang Shun also agreed."
Chu He's forehead suddenly jumped.
Zhou Hui immediately fell to the ground clutching his right rib, bent his body into a shrimp, buried his face in his knee and moaned, "Ah-pain, why is my wound so painful-"
"Go ahead," Shen Wantian said to Chu He with sympathy, "Just leave two of the adrenaline, I can take care of myself."
Chu He nodded: "Remember to ask Zhou Hui to come over later." He grabbed the silver-white spear, barely got up, and walked out of the ICU monitoring hall from the overturned instruments and broken bricks.
It wasn't until his figure disappeared outside the door that Zhou Hui got up in a hurry, tore off the bandage, and sighed, "Damn, I really forgot my brother-in-law when I got excited just now, he didn't even think about it without asking me. "
Shen Wantiansi lay on his back, motionless: "It's normal, you even put your comrades on the side and it's naturally cold."
"I don't care about your responsibility for betraying the whole group, hurry up and take a rest!" Zhou Hui kicked him to the side, leaned over and picked up the stone that he had just dropped, still stained with blood of pure blue bone arrows. As he said, the arrow was indeed scratched, it should have been rubbed on the ribs when it stabbed into his body, and a small piece was obviously broken on the sharp arrow tip.
Zhou Hui touched the long arrow and sighed, "I knew..."
"It's just an arrow, don't be so arrogant." Shen Wantian maintained the position he was kicked over just now, and grabbed this case as a pillow, which made him feel a little more comfortable. "I heard that this is the bone of the blood sea demon you killed. Is it a nine-headed baby? If so, I have a few of them in Tibet, and I will give you two ribs tomorrow."
Zhou Hui smiled and walked in the direction Chu He left just now.
For some reason Shenwan Tiansi thought his smile was very weird, but in the dark he couldn't tell what was wrong. I saw his black shirt cuffs rolled up to his elbows, revealing his muscular arms; one hand was in his trouser pocket, the other was holding the pure blue arrow, and he casually beat his back like a massage.
"—not Jiuying," he said.
"It's my own bones."