Chapter 68 The Weird Sanskrit Bell, Blowing in the Ear
"Uh...Brother, run away...brother..."
When Jiang Wuji opened his eyes and saw this shocking scene, he immediately got up, completely ignoring the severe pain radiating from every part of his body.
At this time, the inhuman old monk was squeezing his sister's neck, and his yellow and rough nails scratched her skin and penetrated into her flesh and blood.
The old monk grinned from the corners of his mouth to the base of his ears, and his protruding tongue was covered with barbs like a cat's tongue.
He greedily licked the bright red blood, and the eyeballs on the back of his head protruded outward as if they were about to be squeezed out.
"Buddha Vaishya, I never expected to meet a Zhengyang here. This is my chance."
This monk is just like Wuyuan, he is no longer a human being, he is no longer a human being!
Jiang Wuji, whose eyes were splitting, squeezed the red hijab tightly and rushed towards the old monk again!
"Gulu."
The eyeballs on the back of his head suddenly turned and looked at Jiang Wuji.
At the same time, the old monk let go of the little fish and clasped his hands covered with swastikas together again.
"Boom!"
The dull bell rang, and the gravel on the ground trembled in response.
Jiang Wuji was knocked away again, and all the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart.
"Buddha Vaishambhava, the donor has been blinded by hostility and has deep karmic obstacles. Let me help the donor eliminate his salvation." The old monk separated his hands slightly, and then clasped them together again.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Om bei mada lie hum, Namo Bhagavad Emperor Akhenya Saha..."
The sound of the bell mixed with the eerie sound of chanting, made Jiang Wuji feel that his internal organs were stirring at this moment, and the continuous severe pain tried to break his will.
"Ah! Ah!!!"
Jiang Wuji screamed, his whole body was like a volcano, eager to explode!
"I didn't set Fatty on fire! His extensive burns have nothing to do with me!"
"Don't ask me or my aunt for the cost of skin grafting! We are not responsible, so don't ask us!"
"I'm not mentally ill, I'm not sick! I'm a normal person!"
"Xiaoyu! Don't be afraid, Xiaoyu, brother is here, brother is here!!!"
Jiang Wuji began to talk nonsense, but his mind gradually became clear at this time.
This guy's body is like a Buddhist bell, and it can emit terrible bell sounds, as well as this chanting sound.
His attack method is sound!
In other words, as long as you can’t hear the bell! You won’t be affected!
When he thought of this, Jiang Wuji immediately concentrated Qi Yuan in his palms and slapped his ears fiercely!
"Wow! Buzz--"
As the eardrum ruptured, a trickle of blood flowed out of the ear hole.
"You! Are you crazy?!" The old monk's pupils shrank severely. He never expected that a person could shatter his eardrum so resolutely, making him deaf from now on!
However, Jiang Wuji showed a relieved smile at this moment.
The sound of bells? The sound of chanting? I can no longer hear it!
Jiang Wuji held a copper coin sword in one hand and a red hijab with the other hand and slowly stood up from the ground. His bloodshot eyes stared straight at the old monk who was neither human nor ghost.
"Fancy and fancy..."
"Aren't you so awesome!"
The sea of Qi surged, and as Jiang Wuji's feet slammed into the ground, the gravel on the ground exploded and splashed everywhere.
The sword wrapped in Qi Yuan fell across his head and struck the old monk squarely on the forehead! Jiang Wuji, who had taken the red elixir in advance, both his blood energy and Qi Yuan increased dramatically.
"Die!"
With a sharp shout, the old monk's forehead sank.
However, this old monk was not a good person. At this time, instead of retreating, he closed his fingers together, and his hands were like two sharp swords! He stabbed straight towards Jiang Wuji's heart!
Facing the old monk's counterattack, Jiang Wuji gave a cold snort.
The red hijab raised by the other hand entangled the old monk's hands, and then pulled hard!
The silky red hijab was like a sharp blade, cutting off the old monk's hands directly!
Although Jiang Wuji couldn't hear the sound now, he knew from the twisted expression on the old monk's face that this guy was already screaming!
He used all his strength with that sword blow just now, but it could only leave a dent in the old monk's forehead.
This guy's bones are really hard, and it is impossible to kill him with a copper coin sword, but in front of the red hijab of the little-footed female corpse, he is no different from a tofu dregs.
Therefore, before the old monk could react, Jiang Wuji had already covered his head with a red hijab.
"Kill him! If you can't kill him, I'll kill myself!"
This kind of crazy threat in the eyes of outsiders is very useful for the female corpse with small feet.
The red hijab wrapping the old monk's head tightened instantly, and with a crisp sound, the red hijab wrapping the old monk's head rolled to Jiang Wuji's feet.
The old monk fell down, and Jiang Wuji also sat on the ground. The severe pain swallowed him like a surging tide.
At this moment, Jiang Wuji suddenly felt someone tugging at his clothes!
Something else?!
Jiang Wuji immediately slashed at him with his sword, only to see a pale little face filled with pear blossoms and rain.
The copper coin sword wrapped in Qi Yuan stopped an inch away from Xiaoyu's neck.
A few strands of black hair fell down.
Jiang Wuji knew that Xiaoyu was talking, but he couldn't hear anything. However, he still stretched out his hand and rubbed the girl's head as before.
"Brother, it's okay, don't cry."
Afterwards, Jiang Wuji carefully opened the red hijab, wanting to see if the old monk was dead.
It turned out that what was wrapped inside the red hijab was not a head, but a mottled copper bell!
Jiang Wuji thought of the wooden fish that had tried to escape, and immediately took out his copper coin sword and chopped it down with all his strength!
However, the copper coin sword failed to cut through the bronze bell and did not even leave any mark. Instead, the little fish beside him showed a painful look.
"Is this bell still powerful?" Jiang Wuji asked.
Xiaoyu reluctantly nodded, but Jiang Wuji couldn't hear what he said.
Jiang Wuji's eyes fell on the red hijab in his hand, and he cursed loudly: "You tell me whether this thing is dead or not!"
At this moment, waves of heart palpitations emerged.
Jiang Wuji lost control of his body again.
In his frightened and confused eyes, he slowly picked up the red hijab and finally put it on his head.
The light turns scarlet through the red hijab.
Although Jiang Wuji couldn't move at this time, he could feel a pair of soft, boneless hands caressing his cheeks, which were cold and biting but also a little tingling.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Wuji felt something close to his ear.
Although you can’t see it, you can definitely tell it’s a female corpse with small feet!
She was blowing into her ears!
While I felt itchy, I also had an indescribable experience.
I don't know how long it took, but Jiang Wuji heard the hollow voice of the little-footed female corpse again.
