"He is a Taoist from the Zhongnan Mountain Tower."
"That's right, I guess you borrowed the passage from the charnel house." A wealthy man nodded, "I remember there is a passage that connects to the Zhongnan Cave! But what kind of mission is this for you? How can you do this to me?
You little brat who went upstairs to watch Taoism? Our two religions have always been on good terms!"
The leading priest, Tong Kong, shrank, fearing that Zhang Tianqin would reveal some secrets in the religion, and quickly shouted: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't tell what you shouldn't say! You two, go find Bu Tao and ask for directions.
Stop talking to us! Being late is a grave sin!"
After that, the leading priest led the coffin-carrying team and moved on, leaving with the speed of a tiger and a leopard, ignoring Wu Qiudao and the other two.
So Wu Qiudao and He Qiong stopped talking and sneaked behind the coffin-carrying team, keeping a careful distance to prevent the other party from discovering them.
The road became increasingly steep, the dim light of the setting sun had been exhausted, and the moon and stars could not illuminate the path going down ahead. Wu Qiudao could only rely on the clear vision and body skills cultivated in the "Yin and Yang Formation Art of Creation of Heaven and Earth" to see the road, and the road
The houses on both sides are becoming more and more crowded, as if they are about to collapse at any time, approaching.
After walking for a long time, a few people finally arrived at a sunken lowland, which is the core of the entire city. Surrounded by cedar forests, a vast temple stands alone. It is low, windowless, and looks like a huge monster.
Human tombs exude an ominous atmosphere.
The cedars are so green that they seem to be stained with the shadow of the ancient heritage below that has survived to this day.
Wu Qiudao looked at the temple of Buddha Bisheja from a distance. This magnificent temple was built of black stone. It seemed that countless corpses had rotted on it and were watered and soaked with corpse oil and pus.
, dyed with colorful oily sheen, so that the original pure black looks more like something between black-purple and black-green in the eyes of the world.
The sun has long since set, and the beautiful jade plate hangs slanted in the night sky, pouring moonlight on the earth passionately, but it cannot illuminate the land of the burial place.
The black and green cedars rejected the moonlight, and their branches and leaves blocked the lowland airtight. Only the paths paved with agate and quartz radiated around the low black stone walls, like spider webs woven by predatory spiders.
These roads are paved with agate and quartz, and extending out are the main roads of the entire city.
The moment Wu Qiudao stepped into this lowland, his cochlea buzzed and his heart beat wildly. His body and spirit were frantically warning of the danger here.
He could see the senior sister's mouth opening and closing as if she was saying something, but his brain was swollen and unable to process the information transmitted by the ear nerves at all. He could only stretch out his hand to help the senior sister He Qiong.
Strangely enough, after he supported his senior sister, all the discomfort he felt just now disappeared, as if it was just an illusion.
He Qiong also stretched out his hand to help his junior brother and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"
Wu Qiudao blinked and then said, "It's okay."
He Qiong said anxiously: "It can't be okay! You looked ugly just now, and you ignored me when I talked to you! You just looked at the temple ferociously, as if you saw the most terrifying thing in the world."
Wu Qiudao did not answer, and continued to look at the temple. In the gloomy sky cast by cedars, its main entrance was eerily open, and the four wealthy ghost priests, just like the ghosts carrying coffins in the legend of Hades, carried the coffins.
He walked into the main entrance with the corpse of the princess from a neighboring country and was swallowed up by the terrifying darkness.
Surrounding the area, he found several other entrances to the majestic temple, all of which were open. There were no signs of human activity around them, and there were no guards around. In other words, the temple was expecting visitors.
But his thoughts spread far away, passing through the low black walls, through the wide halls, through the dark corridors, and touched places hidden deeper and further, just like the gluttonous feast of maggots under the old graves.
Likewise, he was shuddering and frightened by the terrible scenes that appeared in his mind.
Wu Qiudao took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and then said: "Senior Sister, it's very dangerous in there, you should leave first."
He Qiong shook his head vigorously: "No, I won't leave if you don't leave! Junior brother, your cultivation level may be higher than mine now. You feel the danger. It must be really dangerous inside. Don't go.
Okay?"
Wu Qiudao was a little annoyed: "If you don't want to go, you can go back the way you just came and go back through Qingqiu Cave."
After saying that, Wu Qiudao regretted it. The senior sister was worried about him, but he said it so seriously.
But he turned around and thought, this trip is really dangerous. He is so reckless because of his immortal body, and even so, he has narrowly escaped death many times. How can he take his senior sister to explore the road together? If she can do this
He turned around and left, which actually made him breathe a sigh of relief.
He Qiong was indeed scared, but she mustered up the courage to say: "I don't..."
Wu Qiudao suddenly grabbed He Qiong's hands, interrupted the conversation, and pulled her in front of him: "Listen, I don't want to have those messy pulls with you! I know what will happen next!"
"I let you go, but you said no, and you went wherever I went! I said you were holding me back, but you insisted on stalking me! In the end, I was forced to knock you out or trap you in place, and finally
When I come back, I will only find your body, which will make me deeply regret it. Senior sister, please don’t let me get to that point, okay?”
He Qiong looked at Wu Qiudao in shock. He muttered a few times, but couldn't say what he wanted to say. Finally, he asked angrily: "How do you know what I want to say?"
Wu Qiudao sighed and said: "Senior sister, after all, our physiques are different. Although I now know that resurrection is not a panacea, after all, it is not a big problem if I die a hundred times. You died the last time!
So, let’s not get too bloody, okay?”
He Qiong curled his lips and was silent for a while, then nodded.
Wu Qiudao breathed a sigh of relief, took two steps forward, then suddenly came back and said, "Don't pretend to promise me and then secretly follow me, okay? Then you will definitely run out to save me at the critical moment.
One life, and then you die yourself, I can't bear it!"
He Qiong's eyes widened. He was full of reluctance but didn't know how to vent it. He could only puff up his mouth and his chest rose and fell, like the waves on the seashore, swaying.
"Hey, did I guess it again?" Wu Qiudao was helpless, "You have to remember, I can't die!"
He Qiong felt aggrieved and said with a tearful tone: "I understand."
Wu Qiudao touched He Qiong's head, deliberately messed up her tied hairstyle, and suddenly attacked the senior sister when she was about to get angry, kissed her on the mouth, and then turned around and left.