"Fenghuo has woken up." Wangyue shouted to Ouyang Hongye.
"Fortunately, I can't resist it anymore. There are as many mourning ghosts here as ants, and they are really difficult to deal with!" Ouyang Hongye complained, "Let's retreat directly to the Nanzhe Palace and close the palace door. , only fighting against the remaining mourning ghosts in the palace should be the most time-saving and energy-saving way."
"Agree! Find a place to catch your breath quickly so I can drink some water. This guy is not that heavy!" Mochizuki dragged Fenghuo up again and responded with a heavy breath.
"You want a drink!"
While Ouyang Hongye was teasing, he used the flames to chop off the head of a charging mourning ghost. Perhaps the most charming thing about him is that he can still be as naughty as a child at such a dangerous moment. This charming man's charm sometimes makes people laugh. Men can't resist either.
Feng Huo's mind was still a little dazed, and his legs were still weak. Mochi Yue struggled to support him, because his height and weight could be said to be a giant compared to Mochi Yue. His brain kept telling him to calm down quickly and join the battle caused by himself, but his legs and feet were not very responsive.
"Don't be too eager to exert force. Your nerve center has been affected by the sound waves emitted by the death-eating ghost. It has been paralyzed and controlled, so you can't exert force. Being too eager to exert force will cause damage to the nerves. Now, you Your consciousness is already recovering, and your body will naturally be able to move freely later." Ouyang Hongye reminded.
It was hard for Feng Huo to swallow the burden of becoming everyone's burden, so he shouted to Ouyang Hongye and Wang Yue: "Don't worry about me, just put me in an old house. You should hurry up and do what you should do." Things to do.”
"As early as the moment when Master Yong and Elder Cheng decided that you would come with us to find the Sky Talisman, whether you admit it or not, we are brothers who live and die together. When you lost consciousness just now, your life was even more important. Tightly tied to us, we will never disregard the safety of our brothers, and don't say stupid things like throwing you away again!" Ouyang Hongye said categorically, without the cynicism just now, and even more Like a leader giving orders to him.
In fact, Feng Huo has long known that Ouyang Hongye's frivolous appearance hides excellent leadership skills. The team led by him has always been able to defeat the strong with the weak, all because of his superhuman wisdom and flexibility. Although he is the previous red-haired king, The descendants of Hu are willing to silently support Ouyang Xueye behind his back. They are both the most loyal ministers and the most brotherly brothers.
After Ouyang Xueye and Ran Susu died in battle, he was not afraid of external invasion and internal interference, and protected their son Ouyang Xiaoleng, the descendant of the Demon King Fox. His loyalty and infatuation had long been spread in the royal city. Good story. Although there are still some forces in the royal city that oppose Ouyang Xiaoleng's ascension to the throne, Fenghuo knows that no one does not admire Ouyang Hongye's character.
Today, Feng Huo has a new understanding of Ouyang Hongye. He can easily throw himself into the mourning ghosts. They belong to different factions and support different masters. Feng Huo feels that If he died, it would be a good thing for them, or at least not a bad thing. But Hongye still insisted on saving him. Even if he put everyone in danger, they never thought of giving up on him.
Such awe-inspiring and righteous actions, such a life-and-death friendship, such overwhelming heroism, such heroic and fearless battles all moved him to tears in his eyes. Feng Huo is actually a person of temperament. If the demon world is still peaceful and prosperous, he and Mochi Yue will definitely become very good friends, because he also likes to drink and chat, and he and Ouyang Hongye should be like brothers, instead of becoming what they are now. This kind of beggar-thy-neighbor relationship.
"Fenghuo, you are familiar with Southern Zhejiang. Which is the easiest way to get to the palace from here?"
Ouyang Hongye's voice broke Feng Huo's messy thoughts.
Feng Huo replied weakly: "It's not easy to go anywhere now."
Ouyang Hongye smiled indifferently: "Then let's choose the nearest one."
Mochizuki cheered up: "Then let's fight all the way through this avenue. I haven't had such fun killing in a long time. These guys are simply vulnerable."
"Just what I wanted!"
Ouyang Hongye waved the flames in his hand a few more times to wipe off the stains from the mourning ghosts on it, and was ready to welcome another wave of their attacks at any time.
They broke into the Old Palace along the largest road on the central axis of the city. This street was the former commercial center of southern Zhejiang. The road was wide and open, and the prosperity of the past was still vaguely visible. There are also the remains of some old stalls and trucks. Although they are dilapidated, some of their outlines can still be seen. The bottles and cans on them are also incomplete, and the velvet cloth that originally covered them has long since rotted. The further we walked toward the old palace, the more mourning ghosts gathered there. Wang Yue had to support Feng Huo, while Ouyang Hongye was the only one to fight against them, causing the progress to become slower and slower.
Passing this road has both advantages and disadvantages. On the one hand, the enemy's offensive is clearly visible, but on the other hand, there are not many barriers to resist the attack. Ouyang Hongye swung his own flames with his right hand to chop off the heads of the intruders, and used his left hand to block their attack with the wind-moving leaf dance. The strange thing was that although these zombie-eating ghosts were already zombies, the blood spattered after their heads were cut off. It's still bright red. The light of gold foil faintly flashed on the ground washed by blood. Hongye suddenly remembered that this avenue was called the Golden Path. The stone bricks along the entire road were covered with gold foil, which clearly showed the Nanzhe City Lord's love for gold. Those gold foils were embedded in the bricks, forming a pattern of peonies. The flowers slowly washed out by the blood seemed to bloom from the earth, setting off the rotten stench and the saltiness of blood that filled the air, with a strong smell of blood and A deeply shocking beauty. Because the whole city was shrouded in miasma, he couldn't tell the time at all. He didn't know how long he had been fighting. He gradually showed fatigue, and the rhythm of waving his weapons was not as neat as before.
"How long does it take for us to arrive at the Old Palace?" Ouyang Hongye asked Feng Huo behind him without looking back.
"You can already see it," Fenghuo responded.
"How can I care about watching! Wangyue, you help Feng Huo go in first, I will be responsible for cutting off the queen and closing the palace door." Ouyang Hongye ordered.
"Understood." After Wang Yue agreed, he quickly dragged Feng Huo into the darkness of the Nanzhe Palace Gate Corridor.
Ouyang Hongye swung his sword fiercely, cutting off the heads of the three zombie eaters who rushed up, and then used the wind-moving leaf dance to block the zombie eaters closest to the gate back. Immediately afterwards, he quickly dodged into the palace door, leaned his back against the palace door, and pushed back until the entire door was completely closed. The mourning ghosts were still banging against the palace door outside, and their shrill screams could not be heard. Wangyue supported Fenghuo to the wall, and rushed to Ouyang Hongye to push up the bolt of the palace door. The palace door had not been used for a long time, and it took a lot of effort to push the bolt.
As soon as the door was locked, the two of them began to be alert to the death-eating ghosts that might emerge from the darkness at any time, and defeated them as soon as possible. Feng Huo gradually began to regain his strength, and could already hold his body upright by holding on to the wall, and could move slowly by dragging his legs.
"The wind stops and the flames rise." Ouyang Hongye illuminated the surroundings with flames. The firelight looked particularly dazzling in the darkness, and the scenery around them became clear.
The topography of the inner palace is familiar to everyone. He has been invited by the Lord of Nanzhe City to visit here many times. Hongye's unyielding behavior towards him made him understand that at this moment, he can only do his best. Help everyone as much as possible.
"The garden used privately by the Lord of Nanzhe City is a forbidden area. No one except him is allowed to enter. It must be entered through a secret passage." Feng Huo said to Ouyang Hongye and Wangyue.
"Do you know where the secret passage is?" Ouyang Hongye asked.
"Follow this road through the front hall and main hall, and then turn the ninth of the eighteen bronze leopard heads on the left hand wall of the side hall on the left to find the secret passage, which leads to The mysterious path to the private garden of the Nanzhe City Lord and his treasure pavilion." Feng Huo told Ouyang Hongye word for word what he knew.
"Leaving aside his private garden, you actually know where his treasure pavilion is. It's really rare." Mochizuki sighed.
"When I was young, I was very curious. I once secretly followed the lord of Nanzhe City. Although I only saw it from a distance, I also saw the wealth of Nanzhe City, but I didn't pay attention to the murals you mentioned at that time." Feng Huo couldn't help but feel a little bit. Pity.
"It has helped a lot!" Ouyang Hongye said with satisfaction.
In the darkness, the voices of the mourning ghosts were still coming and going. Although the clothes covering the body of these mourning ghosts are in tatters, it can still be seen that they are servants in the palace in the past, and some even wear the hats they used when serving in the palace. It is strange to say that the mourning ghosts who have no ability to think early in the morning still stick to the old rules. Those who used to be outside the palace are not allowed to enter the inner palace even if they become mourning ghosts, and the people inside the palace seem to still be guarding this place. He didn't leave the palace even half a step.
They entered the front hall directly under the guidance of the wind and fire. The place had long lost its former glory and was full of dust and pungent rot. Ouyang Hongye used the wind to move the leaves and used the demon fire to light the lamp holders that still existed on the palace wall. . When the lights were turned on, everything suddenly became clear. The front hall was very spacious, and the former glory of the golden wall was revealed in the dilapidation, which was not even inferior to Chenji Palace.
There are four tall statues of guardian Qilin beasts in the palace. The mottled gold on the walls is revealed from behind the dust. The extremely luxurious Lord of Nanzhe City has plated the walls and floors of the palace with gold foil. As if they sensed the invasion of Hongye and the others, the mourning ghosts in the palace began to stir. They kept gathering and surging towards the front hall, and surrounded Hongye and the others in the middle of the front hall. The sound waves emitted by the Death Eaters kept buzzing and stimulating the eardrums and nerves of Hongye, Mochizuki, and Fenghuo. Hongye, who was already exhausted from fighting all the way, relied on willpower to resist this control force that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and nerves.
"There are so many mourning ghosts in the palace. It seems that it is impossible for us to enter the main hall easily." Ouyang Hongye was completely unlike the enemy in front of him. He looked aloof and relaxed.
"I'm not afraid of the large number, but the effect of gathering sound in this palace is too good. I couldn't stand the screams of these guys, and now it's even worse." Mochizuki was tortured by their howls, almost becoming angry with embarrassment.
"Do you still remember the songs I taught you to sing when we were drinking?" Ouyang Hongye asked.
"Why don't you remember? I thought it sounded good when I heard you play and sing, so I had to teach it to me." Mochizuki recalled it all at once.
"Do you want to sing and fight your way out at the same time?" Ouyang Hongye asked.
"What a great idea!" Mochizuki agreed.
Ouyang Hongye started singing, and Wangyue also joined in:
Xia serves as the wall, and mist serves as the curtain.
The pool is hazy, and the lotus is like an umbrella.
Flowers and butterflies dance, always accompanying them.
The sacred bird returns to its home, and the fairy music turns around.
It was a song describing a fairyland. The melody was quiet and distant. Like a clear spring, it washed away all the irritability and burning sensation caused by the ghost-eating ghosts. The body immediately became much more relaxed, no matter how much food there was ahead. There is no need to be afraid of lost ghosts. Feng Huo's paralyzed nerves were completely relaxed. He summoned his two axes, the wind ax in his left hand and the fire ax in his right, and followed them to join the battle.
The demon power of the three people seemed to be condensed by the singing, and their individual fighting positions and movements became more and more coordinated, and they soon killed most of the mourning ghosts gathered in the hall. Then, they broke out of the encirclement and headed straight towards the main hall.