"Yes, we cooperated very well, but that was just the past. I have to thank you for imprisoning me in the meditation hall. I have been thinking about it for three years and finally figured out how to use this knife. Tonight, I can let go
You go, next time we meet, we will be unrelenting enemies, please--" The man who claimed to be Yano Shenxiu suddenly waved his knife, and his long hair and beard fell one after another. In an instant, one on each side of his eyebrow bone was exposed.
A mole as big as a peanut.
I am very familiar with this facial feature. When I first saw Tanino Kamishi at the scalpel's villa, it was these two extra black eyeball-like moles that left the deepest impression on me.
"Okay, but I still want to remind you that without me, no one can get the 'Wrath of the Sun God'. Only I can enter that place..." Feng Linhuoshan made a "laughing" look again.
Both of them are very short in stature, with a standard Japanese man's body shape. However, Tanino gives me a slightly better impression, because his appearance is almost exactly the same as Tanano Kamiji. After all, I worked with his brother in Wanshe.
He went through life and death in the cave.
Gu Ye flicked the blade, and a cold and faint light suddenly shot out from the long black knife, but it came from an angry green dragon with fangs and claws carved on the blade, just two inches away from the handle. This again
It is a symbol that I am very familiar with. It comes from the hands of the famous swordsmith Dragon Sword, so it must be a sword that has been tempered for thousands of times.
"So, we just have to take care of each other?" Fortunately, thanks to the metal mask, no one could see clearly the embarrassment on Feng Linshanshan's face. When he turned to the left in a hurry, the red flag in his hand waved slightly, seemingly unintentionally.
The remaining two women around them quickly dodged, and the daggers behind their elbows swept towards Gu Ye's lower third path.
Gu Ye laughed, the cold light of the angry dragon on the blade flashed, then flashed again, and then he rushed out.
"Clang, clang" sounded twice, and the two daggers fell to the ground, knocking on the green brick floor. When Tan Ye returned to the original place again and sheathed the swords, the two women fell limply to the ground, their bodies almost split in half, and
Behind me, I don’t know how many people’s heads fell to the ground in an instant.
Tan Ye's sword skills were so fast that I searched all the martial arts in my mind, but I didn't expect any of them to be able to break his round of massacre.
Tengjia was still alive. He staggered up behind me and grabbed my left arm while he was dying.
"Everything is over." I didn't feel half happy, I was just glad that Tengjia's life was finally extended and that he could tell the secret buried in his heart.
Gu Ye clasped his hands on his chest, lowered his newly shaved bald head, and silently recited the Soul-Sending Sutra several times with a very pious expression.
Tengjia lay on my shoulder and whispered in my ear: "Shall we go back to the Sutra Pavilion?"
The tragic scene after the killings all over the ground made her unable to bear to look back. We walked slowly through the courtyards, feeling heavy and no one wanted to speak.
That safe has always attracted me heavily. Ever since the Egyptian desert, I have been full of curiosity about "The Bluefall and Yellow Spring Sutra". After the Tiger Stealing Sutra disappeared, I felt deeply lost.
The moon has set, and the surrounding area has fallen into the darkest period before dawn.
The doors of the Sutra Pavilion were wide open, and we jumped straight to the third floor. The broken arrow that penetrated Tengjia's chest was still there, but the wound was no longer bleeding. The safe had not been moved, and Tengjia was still dragging it.
The strange thing about the position when I came out was that there was no combination disk, LCD screen or keyhole on the front of the safe. Except for the handle, it was completely empty.
"It is only locked by a seal. As long as my life continues, the lock will always be effective. Even the most skilled thief cannot open it." Tengjia smiled bitterly, walked over, and reached out to touch the handle.
I stopped at the side of the safe and remained silent. This seal was originally a mistake. How could the end of her life be used as the opening password? If she had not died, wouldn't the secrets in the safe be locked inside forever?
"I'm going to die, Feng, I can feel it, so this secret belongs to you. Regardless of whether I have reached the last level of my understanding of the 'Poseidon Nameplate', I have tried my best and can go see Master with a clear conscience.
Did you know? The moment my soul leaves, my thoughts can communicate with the world of death and reach them. Bless me..."
Tengjia finally couldn't hold on any longer and sat on the ground, leaning against the safe.
"Miss Fujika, let me pull out the arrow for you, seal the acupuncture point near the wound, and rush to the hospital immediately, okay? You will be fine -" I saw a mark carved on the tail of the arrow shaft from her side.
The black tiger head immediately stopped talking and smiled bitterly with her.
"What's wrong?" She gasped hard, like a little fish leaving the river.
"It's a little troublesome. This is the arrow of the 'Crane and Tiger Sect' ninja. After it hits the human body, it will immediately erupt with an extremely strong tremor. While increasing the tear area of the wound, it will also have a devastating tremor blow to the person's internal organs.
Modern medical methods have no hope of cure." I don't want to hide anything from her. Time is precious. If there are any secrets, it's best to tell them together and don't take them to the grave.
I carefully took out the cicada slough from my shirt pocket and held it in my hand. Despite repeated struggles, I was still protecting it carefully, just because it was once the "house" where Tengjia practiced.
"Thank you... thank you..." She was really old, and this aging seemed to be accelerating all the time. When she raised her eyelids to speak, her eyes were a little distracted.
"The magical significance of the 'Poseidon Nameplate' is that everyone will have a different interpretation when they see it. I once saw six-armed gods imprisoned at the end of a three-dimensional Rubik's Cube. They were not allowed to escape. They locked themselves in a door.
Behind a door, they stay sadly in the deep seabed. They come from a distant planet, where there are seas of fire and deserts, and there is no snow or rain all year round... Maybe they imprison themselves just to wait for rescue by similar people, I don't know...
...The meaning of their existence... They must have come for something when they fell on the earth..."
She raised her hand fiercely and grabbed my wrist: "Feng, find them. The purpose of Master coming to Hokkaido is to find them. Help them or kill them -"
The six-armed god only reminds me of the image of the phantom demon that once appeared in Tiena's notebook. It is the most dangerous enemy on earth. What is the purpose of Master Jianzhen entering the cold pool at the expense of ten disciples?
?
"The 'Poseidon Nameplate' is still in the water of Youhuangshui County. I hope you can see the most correct answer..."
Tengjia's voice gradually became lower and lower, and the morning light came in from the east window, shining right on her sallow face, which looked extremely old and haggard.
I stared at this face with disappointment. I thought I could get the answers to all the questions, but in the end I found that she had no answers either. She was just a small node in all the mysterious circular routes, knowing something.
Some things, but with a larger, more confusing void.
She died because of her painstaking efforts to understand the "Poseidon Nameplate" and the secret attack of the ninjas that took away her life. If death, detention, coma, resurrection, death were really her destiny in this life, then she was just trying to find out the truth.
A victim of the master's journey eastward, he has no self and only lives for his mission.
The cicada slough remained on her stiff palm, intact and motionless.
I picked it up and held it in front of my eyes, deeply doubting whether her life would return to the cicada again, waiting for reincarnation in the next thousand years. When I thought of this, the small cicada actually became heavy, as if it had something.
Some kind of spirituality.
"Click, click, click, click" four sounds came from inside the safe, breaking the tranquility in the Sutra Pavilion. Then the silver door opened silently, and my
His heart suddenly tightened - "Tengjia's life seal has been opened, she is indeed dead!"
My fingers didn't make any forceful movements, but the cicada slough burst into pieces without any warning, turning into gray powder as fine as sand, which fell freely on Tengjia in the night wind. Her body seemed to twitch.
My eyes felt a sudden pain, and tears suddenly flowed from my eyes, as if something flew out of Tengjia's body and shot straight into my heart.
Two clusters of red light flashed on her cheeks, but her eyes were closed and motionless.
The red light came from the safe, because the moment the door was opened, blazing flames immediately spewed out from inside. I could see paper ashes flying like butterflies, and there was no chance to rescue the information.
I stood up suddenly and stood stiffly in silence, my mind went blank. The "Biluo Huangquan Sutra" was stolen in the desert, the tiger disappeared, Tengjia died, and the translation was burned... It was only a few seconds apart. I was originally full of hope.
One thing suddenly turned into ashes, and all hopes were shattered at the same time.
The flames lasted for less than five minutes. I approached the safe, picked up a short knife on the ground, and endured the smoky heat as it stirred in the paper ashes. The fire burned it thoroughly, not even a scrap of paper was left.
Come down, or it may have disappeared with the translation that Tengjia painstakingly wrote down.
Tengjia is indeed dead, and the pursuit of the "Blue Falling Yellow Spring Sutra" seems to have come to an end.
I threw away the dagger in dejection, sat down on the floor with a pop, and let the morning glow on the east window get brighter and brighter, and then I felt the first ray of sunlight hitting my face.
Reason tells me that I should go back to the small courtyard and order the elephant monk to start cremating the Shao brothers. Now, there is the body of Princess Tengjia. Maybe I should report it to the big shot. In short, this is not a good thing. After all, she also carried a big shot.
Dream, trying to open a gap to seize the "Wrath of the Sun God" from here.
I approached the south window, feeling exhausted from a night of fighting.
In the middle of the courtyard, there is a man holding a long black sheath sword, his bare head bathed in the morning sun. That is Tanano Kamishiu, his appearance is similar to Tanano Kamishi, but his deep and quiet aura is far better than the latter. He is
He was wearing an old suit that had been out of date for a long time, and the original color could not be seen. The only thing that made people's eyes brighten was the sword from the Dragon Slaying Sword.