In the dim and dark cave, "ring, ring, ring, dong, dong, dong!" the echoes of bells and drums echoed together.
Accompanied by this voice, Mr. You, Ershen and other brothers and sisters fought with the lion dance together.
Li Huowang did not go over to help because he saw that the lion dancers who were on the top before had also come down, and he could not let the ghosts run over to attack them.
With a "clang" sound, Li Huowang drew his sword and rushed towards that direction with a murderous intent that soared to the sky.
Under the lion's body covered with white spikes, dozens of pitch-black bare feet swung wildly, charging toward Li Huowang menacingly.
Soon both sides saw each other's faces and the killing intent in each other's eyes.
As the two crossed each other, the huge lion's body was wrapped in a stench and hit Li Huowang's body hard, and the white spikes on his body were wiped off towards him.
But Li Huowang didn't feel any damage on his face after being hit. He directly raised his sword and cut towards the empty side.
The two quickly separated, and the final result was that Li Huowang was unscathed, but there were several pairs of naked human feet left under the lion dance, which were all cut off by Li Huowang.
Li Huowang was just a phantom just now, and the lion dance did not attack him at all. Before he came over, Li Huowang had already switched the positions of his physical body and phantom.
Looking at the unscathed Li Huowang, the left eye of the huge lantern of the lion dance gradually moved up, revealing a dark round hole.
Seven or eight monkey-like withered black hands stretched out from inside, lying under the eyes like eyelashes.
Immediately afterwards, a dozen large and small eyes filled the huge eye sockets, and the expression on the entire man's face became sinister, staring at Li Huowang's body with those dozen eyes.
Li Huowang gritted his teeth and looked at the thing in front of him coldly. No matter what it was, it was not a lion dance! Absolutely not!
"Da." Throwing away the crutch under his arm, Li Huowang stabbed his broken foot heavily on the ground, staring at the thing in front of him with murderous intent in his eyes. "Come on!"
He held the long sword in front of his face. He raised his left hand and struck the blade with his heart.
With a light brush, the two fingers flew into the air with splashes of blood and expanded, piercing the flesh with sharp bone spurs and spiraling towards the lion dance.
The fingers flew out extremely fast, and before the lion dance could dodge, two bleeding red moles appeared on his huge round face.
Li Huowang's two fingers pricked his face, and he was still drilling into it. The sound of tearing flesh and blood continued to sound, and the thick black blood slowly flowed down the naked feet.
The person controlling the lion dance was injured, but they still didn't want to give up. The lion's body shook violently like an animal shaking its hands. The white spikes on its body flew up and began to float towards Li Huowang.
Naturally, this thing didn't bother Li Huowang. A pair of pig iron pliers appeared in Li Huowang's hands. He put it into his mouth and pulled hard, pulling out the two back molars.
The white teeth rolled and flew over and exploded suddenly. Bai Sui was easily cut off by the flying broken teeth and fell weakly to the ground.
The lion's body was also cut by broken teeth, and the red blood dyed the white lion's body red, making it look very miserable.
Seeing this scene, the lion dance seemed to be scared, but it did not make any sound. Instead, the human legs under the lion kept swinging, trying to retreat into the darkness with its broken body.
Naturally, Li Huowang couldn't let him run away like that, so he put the pliers into his mouth again.
Facing Li Huowang's offensive, the injured lion dance could not last long and was soon killed by Li Huowang.
Without taking a breath, Li Huowang worked non-stop to help the others out of the siege. With Li Huowang joining in, the battle there was no longer suspense.
As Li Huowang jumped on the lion's head, he raised his sword and struck it down hard. He then cut around the edge of the huge dead man's face and peeled off the entire skin.
Without its face, the entire lion dance collapsed. With a loud "Boom!", the huge lion dance fell heavily to the ground, and black and sticky blood gradually seeped out from under the lion's body, staining everything underground red.<
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Li Huowang, who was on the lion's back, pulled out his sword, turned over and jumped down, panting and looking at the others who were still in shock. "Is everything okay?"
"It's nothing, it's just that Gao Zhijian's left ear was touched by a white ear and moved down an inch. Those white ears should be the things that touched Sun Baolu back then." Chun Xiaoman answered.
Looking at Gao Zhijian, who had one ear high and one ear low, Li Huowang nodded, then wiped the blood on the sword with his hem and put it back into the scabbard.
Then he turned around and looked at these two strange and weird-looking lion dances again.
Behind the huge flat human face is not a Qingqiu man holding a lion's head, but a bloated corpse with bloody flesh.
The entire lion dance is integrated. Whether it is the hands supporting the lion's body or the feet moving underneath, they are all derived from a twisted and fearful creature.
Inside the bloody lion dance are various organs suspended from blood vessels, which perfectly confirms Li Huowang’s conjecture.
Li Huowang didn't know whether it grew up like this or was made like this by people, but no matter which one the truth was, it could only mean that one was a bad outcome, or another, worse outcome.
What's even more frightening is that they not only exist in the dark underground, but also appear openly and openly in Qingqiu outside, and are also regarded as a part of life by Qingqiu people.
What made Li Huowang feel sad was that he found that he was not surprised at all.
"Oh my god, what is all this?" The frightened Gouwa stood aside and stared in shock.
"Obviously...it's obviously not like this..." Sun Baolu looked at everything in front of him with a very complicated expression. His understanding of more than ten years was overturned by this scene.
"Senior Brother Li, they...what's going on with them?"
Li Huowang, who was standing next to the lion at this time, was too lazy to care about the Lion Dance Palace in Qingqiu. Anyway, he was just a passerby, and what happened outside had nothing to do with him.
He is now considering a problem that is closely related to him.
Li Huowangjian carefully pulled at the organs inside the flesh and blood, seeming to be looking for something.
"Senior Brother Li, what are you looking for?" But what Li Huowang said next made Gouwa who asked the question a little confused.
"Looking for death."
"What?"
Li Huowang didn't explain anything, he frowned and looked at the huge wreckage in front of him and thought about it.
"Something is wrong. Zhengde Temple believes in flesh and blood Buddha, so they can use flesh and blood. The nuns in Anci'an have rotten bodies, so they use rot. The giant cauldron worshiped death before. This lion dance did not use death just now.
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Thinking of this, Li Huowang turned his head and looked in the direction of the giant cauldron again, "In addition to the Lion Dance Palace...could there be other sects under this grassland??"
As soon as this thought came out, Li Huowang's body felt inexplicably cold. This place was far more lively than he imagined.
This chapter has been completed!