Chapter 222 The Water Goddess descends to the Yinyi River
Poof!
Blood splattered ten steps away.
Jin An slashed the last human flesh figurine into two halves vertically from the middle.
Jin An's eyes were sharp.
At his feet were hundreds of incomplete body parts, with blood dripping all over the ground.
All of them had their hands and feet separated, their torsos were cut in half, and their bodies were chopped into pieces by the Husha Dao. None of them were complete corpses.
The man-eating canyon is filled with the strong smell of blood.
call--
call--
Jin An was like a murderer, standing in the hanging coffin burial canyon covered with a thick layer of blood, his eyes cold.
Tick-tock, tick-tock... drops of blood kept dripping from the tip of the knife.
If someone who doesn't know the truth sees the scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood in front of them, they will definitely mistakenly think that Jin An is a murderous devil.
But if you look carefully at the mutilated corpses in that area, you will find that these chopped corpses have no internal organs in their bodies and are filled with white human flesh.
However.
The next scene, an even more terrifying scene appeared.
This time, perhaps because there were too many dead human flesh figurines, these human flesh figurines no longer disappeared, but died and resurrected in place, with blood lines on their bodies that have not yet fully healed.
Even chopping the body into pieces was of no use.
These human flesh figurines have returned to normal.
"it hurts!"
"My body hurts so much!"
"Taoist Master Jin'an, why do you want to kill us?"
"Taoist Master Jin'an, why do you want to kill us?"
…
These human flesh figurines, with blood lines on their necks, blood lines on their hands and feet, and blood lines on their bodies split in half, which have not yet fully recovered, swarmed towards Jin'an in the dark with ferocious eyes.
at the same time.
In the darkness of the Hanging Coffin Burial Canyon, there were more footsteps rushing towards this direction.
This time there were hundreds of people, which doubled several times.
Jin An's face darkened. How many people had been eaten in this canyon? How could it be so endless! If he killed these people again this time, would there be thousands of people rushing out next time?
Will tens of thousands of people bury them directly next time?
"No matter how hard you kill these people, you can't kill them all. The more Fan'er kills, the more he kills. Little brother, I think we might as well find a way out from the hanging coffins on both sides. Since finding a way out on the ground doesn't work, let's try to see if we can run out directly from the hanging coffins.
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The old Taoist priest shouted anxiously.
Jin An also understood that if he continued like this, even if he was not afraid of these human flesh figurines, sooner or later he would be exhausted and die in this weird hanging coffin burial canyon.
"Cut the sword, you take the goddess up there."
"I'll take your third junior brother up."
Jin An shouted to Xiajian that he no longer loves to fight.
Old Taoist priest: "?"
Before the old Taoist priest could voice his resistance, Jin An held the old Taoist priest's shoulder in his hand, and he used some strength on the rugged rocks on the cliff. Finally, he grabbed the hanging coffin burial log support and did a backflip, and he easily climbed over Shangli.
On the ground there is a hanging coffin two feet high.
On the other side, Xiejian also took the country goddess with him, and climbed over the hanging coffin easily. Just like Jin An, his hands and feet were as nimble as an ape, and he could perform a set of movements as smoothly as a master in the world, without blushing or panting.
These hanging coffins have existed for a very long time.
They have existed for at least hundreds of years and have long since rotted into rotten wood. Just as Jin An was about to take a step forward, the coffin lid under his feet seemed unable to withstand the weight of the two people standing on it at the same time. It fell apart and fell apart.
Stuck in the coffin.
When Jin An lifted his foot, the upper body of the dead man's skeleton was lifted up on the upper part of the shoe, and his foot got stuck in the gap between the dead man's sternum.
"Everyone, be careful. These coffins are badly rotted. Try not to stand on a coffin with two people at the same time, and try not to make any violent movements."
Jin An reminded everyone.
At this time, Jin An held up a torch to shine on the ground beneath his feet, and found that the human flesh figurines did not follow him.
"Jin Engong, it seems that those people can't raise their heads to look at the sky, so they can't find us on the hanging coffin..." the country goddess said while carefully standing on a hanging coffin.
She stood as close to the wall as possible.
This reduces the contact area between yourself and the coffin under your feet.
If the coffin hanging beneath her feet really collapses, she can still cling to the cliff to prevent her from falling.
"What do I think? It's not that these people can't look up to the sky, but that they are suppressed by the sky, or are afraid of the sky above their heads, so they don't dare to look up at the ghosts and gods in the sky?"
"The owner of this tomb will not set up these hanging coffins for no reason and deliberately expose such a big flaw to let us escape. To me, it seems that the owner of the tomb deliberately lured us into the hanging coffins. What is on the hanging coffins than on the ground?"
There are even more terrifying things like flesh and blood, clay and human figurines waiting for us..."
In the pitch-black environment, the flames of the torches illuminated the old Taoist priest's face in uncertain ways. One moment it was gloomy, and the other moment it was red and strangely red.
Jin An: "..."
Country Goddess: "..."
Chi Jian kept looking at the sky, looking at the hanging coffins stacked high above his head into the infinite darkness.
Jin An: "Old Taoist, shut your crow mouth."
"Also, keep the torch away from your face. Don't keep shining it on your face to talk to us."
The old Taoist priest muttered something like a resentful young daughter-in-law. After being glared at by Jin An, the old Taoist priest shut his mouth.
Then Jin An began to discuss the next way out with everyone: "Although we are temporarily safe, what the old Taoist said is not unreasonable. Everyone knows that the old Taoist's crow's mouth is as effective as a magical weapon that has been illuminated..."
When Jin An said this, he did not forget to glance at the old Taoist.
The old Taoist priest had a dark face.
He expressed dissatisfaction.
Doesn't this mean you have bad breath?
The old Taoist priest originally wanted to protest unconvinced, but faced Jin An's gaze, he closed his mouth in depression.
Jin An continued: "So on the way forward, when we leave the hanging coffin, we must be careful not to make any noise, so as not to disturb something hiding in the dark."
After Jin An explained a few more words, he asked everyone if they had anything to add. The old Taoist priest shook his head, and the country goddess frowned and thought for a while but also shook her head.
Jin An looked at Xi Jian, who had been looking up at the sky, and asked Xi Jian if he had discovered anything?
Sharpening his sword and shaking his head, he said numbly that he was just worried that the corpse oil would drip onto his body from the hanging coffin above his head.
Jin'an, old Taoist priest, country goddess: "!"
Afterwards, the four of them continued on their way, but this time they walked through the hanging coffin and out of the canyon.
Because these hanging coffins were very old, the four of them walked very carefully and did not dare to go too fast.
In addition, the old Taoist priests and country goddesses were not very physical, so they jumped on these hanging coffins and hurried on. In terms of physical strength, they were inevitably not as good as Jin An and Jiajian, so they were not very fast on the road.
Fortunately, the human flesh figurines at my feet never raised their heads to look at the sky and did not follow them.
In the darkness.
The four of them are still on their way.
Suddenly, Chi Jian, who was walking at the forefront, stopped. He stood upright on the hanging coffin, turned around and stared in the direction from behind.
When he stopped sharpening his sword, everyone also stopped.
Walking at the end, calmly jumping between coffins, he could easily look around and be alert to the surroundings. Jin An, who was responsible for breaking up and responding, suddenly stopped when he saw Xi Jian, and asked Xi Jian: "What's wrong with Xi Jian?"
Already?"
"Master, there is movement behind you. It seems that someone has entered this canyon again." Chi Jian replied dully, still looking in the direction behind him.
Hearing this, Jin An looked towards the direction he was coming from.
But found nothing.
Through the doubtful looks of the old Taoist priest and the country goddess, Jin An understood that they, like him, did not notice anything unusual.
But Jin'an chose to trust Xiajian's judgment.
The origin of the master thief, Sharp Sword, has never been clear, but the trip down to the Cave of Thousand Corpses has indeed proved that the master thief, Sharp Sword, has extraordinary abilities.
"Could it be that other people are starting to come ashore one after another?"
"Could it be the captain general who came down behind us?"
The old Taoist priest guessed.
Unexpectedly, Jiajian shook his head and objected: "No, it's not a man's voice, it seems to be a woman..."
woman?
"Goddess, if I remember correctly, among the people summoned by Master Fu Yin to go down to the Yinyi River this time, you are the only woman, right?" Jin An looked at the country goddess.
The weather-beaten face of the country goddess looked behind them in the direction they came from. She nodded solemnly and said, "It is true that as Jin Engong said, I am the only woman on this trip to the Yinyi River."
Jin An frowned and thought.
Just as he was talking like this, someone came from behind and approached quickly. Jin An had already heard the movement without sharpening his sword to remind him.
It was the plaintive and miserable voice of a woman.
This woman's plaintive voice, in this dark, oppressive, silent and empty canyon, is desolate, secluded, full of resentment and horror, and the sound is so sharp that it can be heard far away, making people's ears hurt.
"My child, my child..."
"Has anyone seen my child..."
"Have you seen my child?"
"Have you seen my child?"
As the woman complained, the desolate sound got closer and closer, accompanied by the sound of broken bones and the tearing sounds of flesh and blood being separated...
At this moment, Jin An looked surprised.
"It's Xiao Hanba's mother, the Water Goddess of the Jia family, who went down to the Yinyi River with her!" Jin An asked everyone to be careful, while he continued to stare in the dark direction behind him with frowning eyebrows.
The expression of the old Taoist priest changed.
He said with a grimace that it was really a leak in the house and it rained all night long. This was because there was a man-eating canyon before and we still didn’t understand it. Now there is a small drought and the **** is descending to the Yinyi River. What is this? It’s over, let’s
This time I'm really going to be stuffed into dumplings.
Only the country goddess looked in surprise, Little Hanba? The Water Goddess? Master Fu Yin didn’t say that this little Hanba was discovered by the villagers. Didn’t Xiaohanba’s mother have been burned to death by the villagers? Why is there another Water Goddess now? Xiaohanba
Mother?
But the country goddess is not stupid. She just thought about it briefly and figured out a lot. Jin'an and the others knew much more about the inside story than the outside world. The little Hanbao in Lord Fuyin's hands should have another origin.
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"Hush, silence, she's already here!"
When Yin Fuluo of Jin'an Prefecture came, he saw a young and beautiful woman, wearing a snow-like gauze skirt, old clothes, water stains all over her body, wet and dripping with water drops, stepping on the hanging coffin, from
Walking barefoot from a distance.
Her bare feet were as white as snow.
She landed every step.
It fell to the ground silently.
Not a drop of dirt on it.
But it left a lot of water stains on the hanging coffin at the feet.
Behind the snow-like gauze skirt, a woman's long hair was spread out like the fangs of an evil ghost in the air. Those long black hair spread out, piercing the mouthparts of hundreds of people, and hundreds of people were hung in the air.
Scattered in mid-air, terrifying and frightening.
Among the hundreds of people hanging in the air with their long hair pierced through their mouths, several of them were holding torches in their hands.
Jin An saw many familiar figures, including three monks from Xishan Nunnery, two Taoist priests from Mingyue Taoist Temple... and many other acquaintances, all of whom were the human flesh figurines that he had disturbed before.
It’s the eldest daughter of the Jia family who drowned, Jia Zhidie!
The Water Goddess went down to the Yinyi River!
Jin An was stunned when he saw the true face of the Water Goddess for the first time.
He has recognized the other party.
Isn't this face the woman in the water that Zong Ren brought ashore that she has been looking for! It turns out that he has already seen Jia Zhidie as early as the beginning! He has already seen the Water Goddess as early as the beginning!