Volume 1 In 2007, I was poisoned by my grandmother's Golden Silkworm Gu Chapter 50 The monk casts a
I was sitting upright in the cell, and Xue Rui was tired from sitting, half-leaning on the wall, carefully rubbing the deep mark made by the shikigami's energy with his fingers.
The sound of footsteps echoed with the illumination of a powerful flashlight.
These patrols are equipped with pistols and whistles, and there is a red alarm button near the iron gate.
These are all our obstacles, no surveillance video, no walkie-talkies, no sensors... This kind of simple precautions seems to be stuck in the World War II era half a century ago. But this is understandable, after all, in Sakulang
The base camp of the (Grand Sect?) is a gathering of elites, with expert support at all times, so they have no scruples. Is this really the case?
Three people quickly walked up to me. They were three bare-chested, thin, dark men. One of them was probably only fourteen or fifteen years old, considered a young man. However, the heroic look between his brows did not diminish with age.
Half a minute. He stopped, looked at Xue Rui blankly, and swallowed unconsciously. An uncle-level man next to him slapped the young man on the head, scolded him loudly, and then said obscenely to Xue Rui.
Smiling.
The uncle seemed to be talking about some obscene topic, and the companions next to him also laughed, but the young man did not laugh.
His pupils were darker than others, glowing slightly.
The patrolman did not see that the iron gate had actually been cut off from the shackles, and turned a deaf ear to the sudden stone marks on the wall. He teased his companions, and then continued walking over there. Within two seconds, I heard something
There was the sound of the iron door being pushed open suddenly, and then there were several strong blasts of wind. This was the sound made when the speed of punching or kicking reaches the extreme. Zamao Xiaodao told me that people who make such sounds
, in terms of martial arts, his cultivation has reached the peak of strength.
Then I heard the sound of bones breaking, and my cell door was hit by a black shadow, then smashed open, scattering red and white on the floor.
I stood up slowly. This was a rolling head, covered with blood and brains. Its owner originally belonged to a shy young man who had just begun to have a love affair. Xue Rui gritted her teeth and followed me out of the cell door. She was so
I tried hard to suppress the fear in my heart, but I still heard the slight sound of teeth chattering.
When I came out, I heard Kato Haruji whispering to the two black and thin men for being too aggressive and making such a big noise. What should I do if something goes wrong?
These two black and thin men are top Muay Thai fighters, and their attacks are as fierce as tigers and leopards. Although they have been tortured in this prison for a long time, their strength is still there. Now that the poisonous effect of the heart-eating grass has been removed, some strength has been restored, and they are immediately in
These ordinary people were showing off their majesty. I looked at the blood on their elbows and legs, and the cruel smiles on their faces. I didn't say anything, I just held Xuerui tightly and stood aside.
Obviously, we are not the only innocent people locked up in this cell.
Out of concern for the paper shikigami, although the two men looked sullen, they did not refute Kato Haruji's scolding, but listened silently. The matter was urgent, there was not much time, and Kato Haruji was not there.
Saying more, he turned around and ran towards the iron door of the large cell. On the threshold of the iron door, there was already a corpse lying, broken in two, with blood flowing all over the ground.
Without further ado, we all ran towards the iron gate. When we passed Yao Yuan’s cell, I saw this fortune teller who was nearly sixty years old squatting in the corner, wrapped in a straw mat and shivering. Because he was my “friend”, so
Little Japan didn't do anything cruel, but this was just my gratitude to him for stealing the clay statue from Zamao Trail (although it was later confiscated), and I couldn't always take care of him.
When we ran out of the door and came to the hall from Fat Bug's perspective, Kato Haruji suddenly stopped, turned around and asked people, why is there one missing?
We looked at each other, and indeed, the British man named Will did not follow. The one-eyed man in the two Muay Thai boxers suddenly turned around and rushed back to the cell. After a while, Will followed the one-eyed man.
He ran out, wiping his lips and kept saying "Iskorimi". He was very thirsty just now and took a sip of water. The Japanese boy's eyes narrowed for a moment, and there was a murderous intention spreading, but he still held it back, it was just cold.
He said coldly that there would be no next time. Will smiled apologetically and nodded.
At critical moments, there must be no internal strife.
The Japanese boy is well versed in cooperation, and so am I, so I turned a blind eye to Will's right hand, which was hidden behind his back and covered with blood on the back of his hand.
This is a wide hall, so empty that you can hear the echo when you stand in the middle. On the left side of the hall are cells, and at the end on the right is an old-fashioned large iron door, which should be the exit. I got this
The affirmation of Xue Rui, the person who knows the situation best here. In fact, from my personal feeling, this vast space we are in should be considered a part of the big prison.
This is Datongpu, and our place should be the VIP private room for prisoners.
We walked slowly towards the iron gate on the right. When we passed the three-meter-high stone pillar with two people hugging each other, the old monk Batong stopped. He put the index finger of his left hand in his black lips and licked it.
Then he raised his drool-stained fingers in the air. Three seconds later, he snorted coldly: "How can such heavy resentment be condensed into substance? This is not good, it will drag us down..."
As he spoke, the old monk, who was as skinny as a chicken, formed a seal with his hands and placed them on his chest.
Then he typed gently and said one word: "Duh"
On the front of his chicken claw-like hands, a light red "swastika" suddenly appeared. It floated gently towards the surface of the stone pillar, and then stuck together tightly. A wave of energy seeped into the ground along the stone pillar.
Go up. The energy of the mantra materialized. Not only me, but everyone was shocked by the hand he showed. He was indeed a master. Facing our "admiring" eyes, the old monk was neither sad nor happy.
Standing with one palm in front of his chest, he said "Amitabha" and bowed deeply to the stone pillar.
A truly powerful person is one who is in awe. Only by knowing how to be afraid can you understand your inner fear and then defeat it.
This gift from the old monk made us awe-struck and followed it one after another.
Time is life. We stopped no longer and continued to move forward. Soon we came to the heavy iron gate that made the fat bug suffer a small loss. I thought the guard here was loose before, but when I came here, I realized that it was
The guard is actually very tight. There are people inside, but the iron door here is tightly closed, indicating that this is the real main entrance to the cell.
This door is four meters high and three meters wide. It is pushed towards us. There are guide rails on the ground. When you lie down and look at it, it fits perfectly. If you put your hand on the door, it is thick.
At least half a palm thick.
Xue Rui pulled the corner of my clothes and told me and the inmates that there were two black-robed wizards behind us, but they were meditating and were not aware of the situation here. After passing this door, walking forward was a long
Corridor, on the left side at the end is a large weapons depot, and on the right side is the living area, where most of the people are; there are stairs, and going up are many trenches and abandoned artillery platforms, turn around and go straight, there
There is a small military camp. After that, there is the exit...
Except for me, who knew that Xuerui had already checked the terrain when he came in, everyone was shocked again.
The fat woman who was as fat as a pig looked at Xuerui with a very strange look, while the Japanese boy confirmed it several times, trembling with excitement: "God helps me, God helps me! He really is the one who has achieved enlightenment."
The ancients will not deceive me..." Listening to his nonsense, I knew that this was a child with low self-esteem who admired my heavenly culture. I asked how to break this door? There is a magic circle on it, you...
The beauties in kimono are unapproachable.
Several people didn't believe it, and they pressed their hands on the door lightly, frowning, but Wilgangro let go after a slight touch, asking what to do?
The old monk closed his eyes, meditated for a while, and said that the array on the door was the "Full Moon Lotus Array" of Mahavairocana. It was the top secret array of Hinayana Buddhism, containing seventeen layers of routes, thousands of changes, and specialized
Isolate spiritual power and think. Not only us people, but also the venerable people who have lived in the ancient temple of Boluo for a long time, can't break it in a short time. What can we do? His words made the hearts of all of us sink.
I have to admit that among our group of people, old monk Ba Tong is the most knowledgeable and knowledgeable one.
I know a thing or two about the essence of Taoism such as the Full Moon Lotus Formation, the "Hell-Breaking Formation" and the "Opening of Sutras", but as for the twists and turns of Buddhism, I have never heard of them.
However, at this moment, the beautiful blind girl next to me stood up. An awkward smile appeared on Xuerui's face. She pushed away Kato Haruji at the front, placed her left hand flat on the keyhole, and then slowly
She closed her eyes. After a while, she took three steps back, and the door was slowly opened. Two black-robed mages (the collective name for people with clothes on their upper body and white ash on their faces) were standing there.
Before our eyes.
Xue Rui was indeed right, exactly.
What is strange is that the door was opened with the help of one of the black-robed mage. At this moment, he was looking at us calmly, his eyes dull and lifeless. The one-eyed man and the one-armed man immediately appeared one after another.
He stepped forward and knocked the two guards unconscious. Although their attacks just now were bloody, before they were really concerned about the danger to their lives, they acted with ease and acted cleanly and decisively.
Xuerui actually has the ability to charm people? Why didn’t I know that before?
But at this time, no one had the thought to pursue these matters, so they rushed along the wall towards the exit. It was unknown whether it was day or night underground, but there was an oil lamp every ten meters, and the dim light was dancing. After sneaking through three oil lamps, they encountered
A few people, Xue Rui signaled us to go straight and ignore it. Sure enough, with God's help, they couldn't even see us, as if we were invisible.
Everyone is very excited. If we continue like this, we will definitely be able to break out of this damn underground base.
However, just when everyone felt that they were about to succeed, a howl like a slaughtering pig suddenly came from next to us: "Come here, someone has escaped from prison! I am Lin Linhua, and I want to pay my dues!"
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