The Grim Reaper Can’t Be Tricked

Chapter 67: Narayan day

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Zhulong hesitated for a moment and said: [Are you sure?]

Cen Jin: "I know what you are worried about, don't worry, you don't need to move, I will just put the gate of Kunlun in the sea facing your sleeping place."

[…] Candle Dragon: [As long as you are happy.]

Cen Jin was very happy to hear the words and expressed a pleasant cooperation.

The most important thing for them in their negotiation profession is their flexibility of mind. Just a turn of the candle dragon can cause a landslide. Therefore, if he wants to see the door, but also cannot move it, then build the gate in front of the candle dragon.

As for whether the residents of the Ghost Country would be frightened by cardiac arrest every time they went out, Huang Mao thought that courage was acquired through practice. After practicing a few more times, he could chat with Zhulong later to prevent him from being too bored and suddenly flying into the sky.

I feel that I have achieved four things with one stone, and I have gained a lot. Huang Mao is very pleased.

Huang Mao: "My name is Cen Jin, please take care of me in the future."

The candle dragon also responded, and then slowly sank: [If it's okay, I'll go back.]

"goodbye."

Cen Jin gestured back with his right hand, touched Ding Baiqing's arm, grasped it firmly, and watched the candle dragon sink into the lava, his eyebrows wrinkled, and his face was a little dignified.

Ding Baiqing suggested: "There is a ghost country over there in Qianchuan, why don't you conquer it now and merge the inner world into Kunlun, which is also its favorite snack."

"The ghost country in Qianchuan has been targeted by the government. I guess they can solve it, and I want to swallow it for research, so as to deal with the restricted area of the same level in the future. And I am too high-profile this time. Being famous is not suitable for being in the limelight again.”

"Isn't it good to be famous?"

"Not good. I'm too bad in all aspects. I rely on my eloquence to persuade Zhulong to help, and I can only slaughter the Queen Mother by being weird. I have a lot of water, and my actual comprehensive ability is very poor. It would be too shameful to be regarded as a hero or a genius." Jin glanced at him strangely, with a strange expression: "Do you have top cancer?"

Ding Yiqing stared at him for a while, then looked away silently, and then turned back after a while: "Then let the Kunlun in the sea devour the inner world and give it some energy."

Cen Jin: "Besides, because I'm going to faint."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cen Jin fell straight forward. Ding Baiqing passed his hands through his armpits and caught him. Looking at the red rock wall in front of him, he felt that the weight that Cen Jin had planted on his chest was insignificant, but unable to ignore.

Cen Jin's yellow hair was clinging to his neck, and it felt fluffy and itchy.

Ding Yiqing raised his lower arm, clasped the back of Cen Jin's neck vainly, and slowly closed it, his eyes were full of forbearance and madness.

He let go of the hand that was clasping Cen's neck, and picked up his thigh instead, as if he was hugging a sleeping child.

Cen Jin suddenly opened his eyes and closed them again two seconds later, this time he was really tired and fainted.

After fainting for a short time just now, he was quickly stimulated by Ding Baiqing's killing intent, Huang Mao chose to hold his troops and did not move.

After confirming that Ding Yiqing was no longer hostile, Cen Jin just went to sleep at ease, he was really big.

When Ding Baiqing and Cen Jin left, the dim-eyed Zhulong suddenly thought of something and floated into the molten slurry, but he didn't see anyone, so he couldn't help but wonder: "What is Huang Mao's name? "

Zhulong muttered for a while, thinking that he might have slept for too long, causing his memory to go wrong.

So it sank back into the lava and didn't get up again, and the Wanmi Karst Cave returned to its usual silence.

***

Under the Minshan Mountains, it took only a moment for the nerves to relax from tense to relaxation, but Li Daoyi felt exhausted. In the past four or five days, he could still keep his spirits high after fighting without eyesight, which is not like now.

Zhou Man's anger was like a gossamer: "The Queen Mother of the West is dead."

Li Daoyi is more conservative: "No movement does not mean she failed."

Zhou Man smiled happily: "Spiritual pollution has dropped rapidly, and the pollution field has disappeared with the decline of the Queen Mother of the West. It is obvious that she was slaughtered. The more important point is that my prediction has never failed. I foresee that the Queen Mother of the West will die one day. In the hands of human beings, so I insisted on refusing to be a strange temptation for three thousand years."

Li Daoyi: "Do you think the Queen Mother of the West died in your heart-devouring ghost, not by the hands of Huang Mao?"

Zhou Man said softly: "I have no doubts, and that yellow hair is weird and not within the scope of my prediction."

Li Daoyi: "Are you sure Huangmao is weird?"

Zhou Man: "Of course."

Li Daoyi glanced at Zhou Man's face as sharp as a falcon, trying to find the slightest trace of lying, but he couldn't find it. He was educated by the earliest ancestors of Tushen, and he has been a king for decades and also dealt with the Queen Mother of the West. For more than 3,000 years, Zhou Man was essentially an old fox.

He couldn't see the flaw, so he was suspicious.

"When a person is about to die, his words are also good." Zhou Man waved his hand: "Please don't deprive me of the credit, and also, don't bother to picture the little friend, just find a place to bury it."

In that room, Totem and others are rushing towards this side.

Zhou Man's vision was blurry, and he could vaguely see the totem's clenched eyebrows. He didn't expect people to worry about him before he died. He removed the messy position and identity, and only cared about the traveler's relationship for a few days. The hidden big brother is sincere and sincere. .

When Totem arrived gasping for breath, he saw Zhou Man's lost eyes, reached out his hand to probe his breath, but it was gone. He was suddenly at a loss, stared at Zhou Man for a moment, and suddenly sat on the ground, reciting the "Rebirth Mantra" for him.

May all his sins be eliminated, and may all his desires in this world be fulfilled, not a prophet, not having to bear heavy burdens, just as ordinary people are safe and happy.

Jiang Bai Puntsuo folded his hands together and recited scriptures for Zhou Man.

Li Daoyi told Zhou Man's last words to Totem, who was silent for a moment and only said that he should fulfill his promise, which is also a part of practice.

The implication is to personally send Zhou Man's body back to Xi'an for burial.

Li Dao shook his head, didn't say anything, just looked up in the direction of the top of the mountain, and recounted the scene to the agency and the Huaxia official, but in the Huaxia official report, he concealed the strange speculation about Huang Mao, and added his own speculation to the Go to high-level permissions and block it into institutional files.

Capital Special Operations Department.

In the computer room, countless people stared anxiously at the screen, waiting for Zhang Weitu's final decision, whether to continue the double strike of nuclear weapons and combat missiles? Whether to give up the important strategic base of Qianchuan

While waiting anxiously, Zhang Weitu said: "Cancel the nuclear and military strikes. Cancel the campaign missile strikes. The military around the country will continue to rescue the areas hit hard by floods and earthquakes, and be responsible for post-disaster support and reconstruction. I am aware of the strange events such as the Queen Mother of the West, the Torch Dragon and the Kunlun in the Sea. Everyone else, fully support the tomb of King Mu and the town of Anxin."

"Yes!"

This answer is obviously much easier, and countless people are excited to enter a new battle.

If it was said that half an hour ago, everyone was fighting with despair, at this moment, they are full of hope, even the world-destroying gods have been slaughtered, and the rest are little scoundrels!

Moreover, the legendary bosses and the battle-hardened extraordinary people from all over the world have successfully joined Anxin Town, and it will take minutes to suppress the high-risk and strange group of rebellions, so it's really good to be very motivated!

Peaceful town.

Feeling that the high risk and strangeness of the passing of the Queen Mother of the West has lost its core, the ultimate career pillar of living in Kunlun and evolving into a new god collapsed, dreaming of a ghost country, and the supernatural beings who were quickly rushed to support him were defeated.

On the one hand, morale soared, while on the other hand, the situation reversed in an instant.

Seeing that the black suit was not good, he repeated his old tricks. The puppet line that laid the heaven and earth net stopped Shi Chahai's pace, turned around and quickly fled to the other side of the town.

At a distance of 300 meters, Shichahai only looked coldly at the fleeing black suit, drew a circle with his right foot forward, and slowly posed a demonic imprint: "Atharva Veda · Disaster!"

An invisible force gathered the water vapor in the air, forming a solid wall of water that suddenly trapped the black suit, which suddenly paused in mid-air for two seconds.

Shishahai shouted violently: "Atharva Vedas: Conquering Demons!"

Seeing that a solemn and solemn bust of Luo Yantian suddenly appeared in the sky, one of the arms stretched out as a palm, and with a single tap, the chest of the black suit was completely smashed.

The nearby superhuman came to take a look, the upper body of the black suit was directly penetrated, and the shape was like the palm of a Tibetan vajra, and he couldn't help sighing: "As expected of a master."

There are also transcendents who can't understand and ask: "If the eight-armed statue just now remembered correctly, is it not Vishnu, one of the three gods of Bharata?"

"That's right."

"But the guru is Tibetan Buddhism. Even if you go to Bharata to practice, you should also practice Mahayana Buddhism."

"There is a lot of knowledge here, and I don't know much. The origin of Tibetan secrets is Bharataism. Vishnu, one of the three gods, should be called Narayan Tian in Tibetan secrets, the ancient god of great strength, and the vajra warrior, who is born with divine power. Famous. For example, with eight arms, he rode a Garuda and fought against King Asura. The Great Nikkei Shujuan said that he was one of the incarnations of Buddha, riding Garuda... Anyway, it has a deep origin, and the ten-chakra sea teacher specializes in training. Physical skills, good at sturdy boxing, and sing harmony with Vajra Warriors, there is nothing wrong with that."

"You don't know much about it?"

"Compared to my girlfriend who was addicted to hiding secrets before, I really don't know much."

"… "

***

At the same time, the tomb of King Mu.

More than a dozen supernatural beings and the old ghost Gu clan joined forces to guard the tomb of King Mu.

There is a huge disparity in strength, and there is no suspense between winning and losing, but the Ghost Gu clan miscalculated the purpose and determination of Zongmu people, and they found a gap and jumped to King Mu's coffin, exploded in public, and blew out the death god who was suppressing below.

Wang Lingxian was at the forefront, seeing a sudden change in her face, she jumped into the tomb below, and did not respond for a long time.

Others thought that something was wrong, and some people tried to prevent the situation from developing in a more serious direction, and some people tried every means to notify the special operations team to prepare for the terrorist outbreak of spiritual pollution from the god of death.

But a slender figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the tomb, turning his back to everyone and saying, "Did you not find that the pollution value does not fluctuate?"

The panicked people stopped, yes, the pollution value didn't seem to soar.

This is not normal.

"I'll go down and see."

After saying that, the tall and slender figure jumped out of the tomb and asked, "Wang Lingxian, what did you see?"

Before she could get used to the light inside, she heard Wang Lingxian say, "Three-faced, three-eyed King Kong warrior."

"what?"

"The Bharatiya Tantra world Mandala Outer Vajra Division, Nara Yantian.

The identity of the god of death in the tomb of the king. "

The author has something to say: Second, compare your heart.

PS: I originally wanted to write about the battle between Shi Chahai and Wang Lingxian in detail, but I didn’t distribute it very well, so it would be boring to write about it here.

The next mythology system will probably be allocated well (I can’t say too much, it’s easy to set a flag)

PPS: Take a precaution, Zhou Man is not dead, he will be stolen (after all, the prophet is very useful.)

Finally, if I don't notify the time of the second shift, it must be very late, around three or four o'clock, so don't wait, my master will be distressed!

And my internet is down again...

I'll fix this chapter after I wake up.