"Woo..."

After being unable to break free for a long time, a strange power fluctuation vibrated at the bottom of the lake, the picture was distorted, and thick mucus oozed from the snail's body.

The mucus turned into countless tentacles. The tentacles twisted and stretched toward the temple on the "top of the mountain" and the Maitreya Son who was climbing the mountain. But as soon as the tentacles touched the temple, a layer of golden light spread out on the temple. In the golden light, the tentacles melted and turned black.

The slime poured out like a downpour, and the snail made a painful sound.

And this seemed to arouse the snail's anger. The tentacles transformed from the mucus became more and more numerous, and became increasingly weird. They surrounded the temple and Maitreya Son on the "top of the mountain" from all directions.

"Amitabha"

In the temple, an old monk who was as skinny as a stick put his hands together and chanted the name of the Buddha. A Buddha appeared in the air. The Buddha's whole body was dazzling, and the light shone everywhere, like the great sun.

It is the Great Sun Tathagata, one of the five Buddhas of Buddhism.

The Tathagata, the great sun, shines brightly.

Under the bright light, the tentacles all over the sky disappeared silently, and even the demonic energy at the bottom of the lake was annihilated. There was no longer any impurity or darkness, leaving only pure flawlessness and light.

Like, Buddha country.

Under the bright light, the snail suffered endlessly. The tentacles and mucus all over its body were evaporated, and its body festered. Finally, the snail could only scream unwillingly and retract into its shell.

After the snail retracted into its shell, the turmoil at the bottom of the lake ended, the light slowly dissipated, and the evil energy filled the lake again, restoring its original state.

The mountain is still the same mountain;

The temple is still the same temple;

The old monk is still the same old monk;

But at this moment, a young monk was standing in front of the old monk.

The young monk was bowing to the old monk.

While Ye Qing was about to continue looking, the old monk suddenly raised his head and looked in Ye Qing's direction through the heavy demonic aura.

In an instant, Ye Qing felt as if he had seen a bright sun, a vast expanse of white, his eyes stung, and tears kept flowing out.

When the stinging pain disappeared and Ye Qing opened his eyes again, he realized that the "big mountain" and the temple at the bottom of the lake had long since disappeared.

"You're so stingy, you can't even look at it!"

Ye Qing understood that this was obviously the fault of the old monk. As for whether the old monk was a living person or a residual consciousness? Why did a monk appear in Guixu? Then he had no idea.

"Hiss, it's so itchy."

Ye Qing was helpless and was about to leave when he suddenly felt itchy on his neck. He scratched it with his hands. When his fingers touched it, he was shocked to find that a big bump had appeared on his neck at some point.

What's strange is that the big bag is getting bigger and smaller, and it's constantly squirming, as if something is trying to come out from under his skin.

"What the hell?"

Ye Qing had an ominous premonition in his heart, and the muscles on the back of his neck squirmed and squeezed towards the big bag, trying to squeeze the contents of the big bag to death.

It's just that when his muscles squeezed the big lump, it seemed like there was some kind of obstruction. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't crush it.

How strong his body was now, even he felt scared, but such a powerful physical force could not crush a big bag. He knew that he was in big trouble.

Immediately, Ye Qing's body turned into an oven, with qi, blood, and energy raging, trying to refine the contents of the big bag, but it still had no effect.

Instead, he felt that the thing was growing and getting bigger, and his neck even felt a little heavy.

After a slight hesitation, Ye Qing's eyes flashed with fierceness, his right hand turned into a claw, grabbed the big bag on his neck, and with a strong force, he tore the big bag on his neck together with the flesh and blood.

"hiss"

Ye Qing gasped in pain, but he didn't care about the wound on his neck. He used his right hand to crush the thing in his hand, but the thing in his hand was as hard as gold and iron and could not be crushed at all.

When he couldn't crush it, Ye Qing changed his mind, and a ball of fire of nothingness surged in his hand, intending to burn him to death.

As the flesh and blood in his hand was burned to ashes, the thing appeared clearly before his eyes.

Surprisingly, it was a snail.

The snail in his hand is exactly the same as the huge snail at the bottom of the lake just now. Even the patterns on its body are the same, but it has been shrunk countless times.

In the fire of nothingness formed by the foehn wind, the snail in his hand was still safe and sound, and seemed to be stretching its body comfortably. A pair of big black eyes stared at Ye Qing, as if sarcastically.

Ye Qing: "..." What are you looking at? If you look at it again, it will make you hum...

Well, it seems that he really has no choice. The snail in his hand cannot be beaten, steamed or burned, so how can he play with it?

Moreover, this snail is so similar to the huge snail at the bottom of the lake. If the two are not related, who would believe it?

Thinking of this, Ye Qing didn't hesitate at all. He tightly held the snail in his hand and threw it into the lake in front of him with all his strength.

"Go away."

If I can’t kill you, I can’t throw you away?

After throwing away the snail in his hand, Ye Qing turned around and left. He couldn't afford to offend him, so he could afford to hide from the head office, right?

Ye Qing chose a direction opposite to the direction of the lake, used the magic magic technique, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Tens of seconds after Ye Qing left, a palm-sized snail slowly crawled from the lake to the shore. It looked at the direction in which Ye Qing was escaping. An inexplicable emotion flashed through its dark eyes, and then it followed him to escape.

direction, slowly and leisurely chasing forward.

It's just, it's really slow.

"Why is there a snail here?"

At this moment, a man appeared by the lake and found the snail crawling slowly. He sneered: "It's really slow?"

The snail raised his head and glanced at the man, seemingly disdainful.

"Hey, it's still a snail with a bad temper." The man raised his eyebrows with disdain on his face. He stepped on the snail and rotated his toes back and forth, as if he wanted to crush the snail under his feet into pulp.

After going back and forth a few times, the man retracted his feet and turned around to leave without even looking.

But as he was walking, he felt itchy on his neck. When he reached out to scratch, he touched a big bump. The man scratched it, but didn't pay attention at first.

Gradually, he felt that his neck was getting heavier and heavier, and the bag on the back of his neck was getting bigger and bigger, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not break the bag on his neck.

Slowly, the man's body became heavier and heavier, and he slowly stooped, his head drooped, and a bulge appeared on the back of his neck that was larger than his head, like a new head.

The man walked forward step by step, his eyes became darker and darker, and he lost all his aura. In the end, he seemed to have become a walking corpse. In a strange way, carrying a bulging bag on his back, he followed the direction Ye Qing fled...

Step by step, I caught up.

"Phew...it should be safe now."

After running for a distance with all his strength, Ye Qing exhaled a breath and stopped.

He shouldn't be able to catch up, he's just a snail, no one can run fast.

"Probably not. I didn't notice that something was chasing after me." The Fog Demon said.

Ye Qing then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Do you know what that is?"

The Fog Demon said solemnly: "I don't know, I have never seen such a weird thing. Even with my strength, I didn't notice how the other party appeared on you?"

"That's weird, that's weird!"

"Haha, it's really useless." Ye Qing complained.

The Fog Demon is speechless. He talks like you are useful. Are you scared like a lost dog?

"However, this snail should be related to the giant snail that was suppressed at the bottom of the lake. Boy, you'd better be careful and watch your eyes."

"Do you even need to say that?" Ye Qing rolled his eyes. Can't you just watch the fun these days?

There is no way to live.

"Boy, I would like to remind you that for the sake of your life, you should leave here quickly!" The Fog Demon encouraged Ye Qing again.

It’s not really encouraging. It might be more appropriate to remove the word “yong”. It’s mainly just encouraging!

"Wait a little longer!" Ye Qing shrugged. Although the snail was weird, it was not too dangerous and was within his tolerance, so he had no intention of leaving.

Putting the snail incident behind him, Ye Qing began to search around again, but what happened just now also reminded him that Guixu was even more weird and dangerous than outside.

If you're not careful, you'll be doomed.

Therefore, Ye Qing seemed relaxed, but in fact he was very energetic.

"By the way, wandering around like this is not an option. How about lighting another fortune incense?" After thinking about it, Ye Qing took out a fortune incense from the mountain and river shell and lit it with great distress.

He had previously refined a total of six fortune incense sticks and used several incense sticks. Now there are only three sticks left, not much left.

After returning this time, he plans to refine some more to prepare for emergencies.

After all, fortune incense can play an unexpected role at certain times and even save his life, just like just now.

"Brother Xiang, whether you make a loss or gain this time depends on you." Ye Qing held the fortune incense and bowed to all directions.

"Brother Xiang bless you!"

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, the fragrance of luck... went out.

Ye Qing: "..." This place is too evil, isn't it? You can't even use the fortune incense?

Ye Qing frowned and lit it again. As soon as it was lit, it went out again.
To be continued...