"Prisoner Dragon Temple! Fan Wu!!" A voice full of resentment and resentment sounded in the dark underground chamber.
"Cough cough cough..."
The speaker suddenly coughed heavily and coughed up some blood that was different from ordinary people.
If you don't pay attention to the color of the blood, some people may think it is black blood, because the blood he coughed up is too dark.
It was accompanied by a strange fishy smell.
It makes people feel very uncomfortable when they smell it.
This is a very skinny old man with not much gray hair left on his head.
That old face, as old as the bark of an old tree, was covered with sores one after another.
There is pus leaking out of the sore.
You can vaguely see that every sore on his face is moving.
There seems to be something alive in the sore.
"Damn it! I have no grievances with Qiulongguan, so why do you, the junior from Qiulong County, get in my way time and time again?" The old man stood up staggeringly, and with his movements, the marks on his skin appeared.
The sores throbbed more frequently.
There was more pus coming out.
His whole body exuded a stench, as if he had just been fished out of a cesspit.
suddenly!
His withered face twitched, and several plump white worms emerged from the sores on his face!
After the worm emerged, it fell straight to the ground and turned into a pile of worm paste.
But he didn't care about it.
It's like I've already gotten used to it.
The old man took faltering steps and walked to the side tremblingly.
He took out a stick of strange incense, gently twisted the head of the incense with two fingers, and the stick of incense actually ignited!
But when the incense burns, what comes out is not smoke.
But Yin Qi!!
The old man hurriedly put his nose to it and greedily inhaled the rich Yin Qi.
The pale and weak complexion gradually turned rosy, and the trembling sores on his body gradually stopped.
When the incense was halfway burning, he seemed to have thought of something, and his whole body woke up from that greedy state.
The old man's face suddenly became frightened, and he hurriedly held half of the incense left in his hands.
He bent over and knelt down in front of a statue of a god enshrined on the table in the secret room, nodding and bowing frequently like a dog slave.
It makes people wonder if he will flash his waist.
While worshiping like crazy, the old man muttered in a strange tone, fearfully and sincerely: "The great merciful venerable one in heaven and on earth is here to save the suffering..."
"Disciple Xuan Xiangzi did not intentionally lose the sacrifice, nor did he intentionally not want to bring the sacrifice back, but encountered some accidents along the way."
"I sincerely ask the great merciful Lord who rescues the suffering in heaven and on earth to give this disciple a chance. The disciple promises to get the sacrifice back on that day."
"Disciple promises...disciple promises...please ask the Great Reverend to witness!"
"Great Mercy to help those in distress."
Shut up.
Xuan Xiangzi respectfully inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner and worshiped the statue again like a madman.
He kept mumbling in his mouth.
but.
The thing he worshiped was more like an extremely abstract statue than a statue of a god.
Because it doesn't look human or divine at all.
The statue is not very big, only about three feet high.
Judging from the length of the great week...
Three feet tall and less than one meter tall.
The whole body of the statue is a dark copper color, and the whole body looks like strange sarcoma piled up one after another.
On top of that lump of sarcoma... was a head, and on the head was an extremely monstrous human face.
A swastika is engraved on the forehead of the statue's head.
It actually has a faint hint of weird Buddha nature.
It just so happens that the base of the statue is a Yin-Yang Bagua disk, with small inscriptions carved on the edge. If these inscriptions are translated, it is a Taoist sutra.
He is the ultimate suture monster!
At this time, Xuan Xiangzi watched nervously as the stick of incense continued to burn.
Possibly because of being too nervous, layers of cold sweat broke out on my forehead.
Until the stick of incense slowly burned to ashes.
Xuan Xiangzi immediately checked his body and found that nothing happened to him. He seemed relieved.
Shen Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, the Great Reverend, for giving this disciple a chance! Thank you, the Great Reverend, who rescues and rescues the suffering in heaven and on earth! The disciple will definitely bring the sacrifice back, and will also take off the dog head of the junior named Fan Wu!"
"The disciple wants to use that guy's soul to be refined into a sacrifice! That guy is a Taoist priest in Prisoner of the Dragon Temple. If this person's soul is refined... he will definitely be able to support ten people with one!!"
After tidying up some things in the secret room, Xuan Xiangzi pulled the mechanism in the secret room.
The heavy stone door of the secret room opened, and a dim staircase appeared in front of him.
He walked up step by step.
Until he smelled the familiar smell of various rouges mixed together, Xuan Xiangzi finally relaxed completely.
Only then did he realize that his back was already wet with cold sweat.
"It's all that Fan Wu!" Xuan Xiangzi's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness and gloom: "This man destroyed my two ghosts, and also destroyed the ghost baby paper doll that I spent countless efforts refining! He even killed
Bring the sacrifice I want to offer to the great venerable to the county government office!"
“I’m so angry!!!”
"This boy deserves to be punished!!!"
"call……"
"call……"
He took a few deep breaths to control his emotions, and his sparse eyebrows gradually wrinkled deeper and deeper: "I have killed two ghosts and a paper man by him, and I want to raise a few new ghosts for a while.
It still takes time.”
"But fortunately, in a place like Goulan, it is relatively easy to find a few suitable candidates to raise them into fierce ghosts. After all, this place is a place where Yin Qi gathers."
"In a place like Goulan Place, every once in a while, a woman with a lot of resentment will die."
"It seems that we have to look for a few ghosts again..."
He muttered to himself as he walked outside, but the further he walked outside, the more he felt that something was not right.
Although the county government office was haunted, it caused quite a stir in Qiulong County.
But for some ladybugs.
Why is beauty so important?!
And for those people in the hook column, how can making money be important?
For all the desires in my heart, it is absolutely impossible for a place like Goulan to close down.
Not even for one day.
But……
“So quiet!!”
Xuan Xiangzi was horrified to find that the Goulan area in Qiulong County was too quiet today.
It was normal for him to be in the secret room before and not hear any movement outside, but now that he came out, he still didn't hear anything.
That's not normal!
On weekdays, even in the middle of the night, Goulan is filled with the sounds of women meandering around, singing and dancing.
It will also be mixed with the loud nonsense of the drinkers and the obscene remarks of the ladybugs.
but now……
All of the above sounds appear!
It's eerily quiet!
Xuan Xiangzi immediately made a seal with both hands and muttered words very quickly: "The great merciful venerable person in heaven and on earth who saves the suffering, I hereby ask you to lend me your infinite power..."
However, the incantation was not finished.
A sound, like a reminder, entered Xuan Xiangzi's ears.