"Young master, what's wrong?" the young servant asked the master who suddenly stopped, with fear on his face.
Hei Si shook his head calmly to shake off the auditory hallucinations in his ears, and then told the person beside him: "Stop looking for him in the capital, go outside the city to look for him!"
After saying that, he turned over and jumped on the horse. He closed his eyes and secretly recalled the escape route of the carriage. He took the lead and ran out of the city gate, roaring all the way. He asked questions along the way. Watching the time passing by, there was still nothing.
Clues about Nangong Xiaomiao’s whereabouts...
It's night, and the sky is vast.
In the deep streets, bright red oil lamps swayed.
Each of the girls opened their collars, raised their heads upwards, and made sounds of joy that were both painful and unforgettable.
But the men hugging them had sharp fangs. They reveled without any scruples, and their evil spirits were wanton...until a long dark shadow fell over their heads.
Only then did all the vampires stop their movements, their demonic red eyes glowing with displeasure. What they hate most is being disturbed while eating!
But when they saw the shadow's appearance clearly, they all lowered their eyes, not daring to look directly at the shadow in the fog, and called out respectfully: "Your Highness."
"Yes." Beiming Liancheng responded lightly and walked over slowly, as cold and noble as the British aristocrats in ancient times. His long black hair, which symbolized evil, was spread behind his back. He moved without any wind, flaunting his natural elegance.
The blood clan's riots are never without reason. It seems that someone has placed a spell around the capital again...
"Creak..."
The door of the temple was pushed open, and the north wind blew up, making Nangong Baiye feel a little uncomfortable.
On top of the head is a bottle of Buddha statue. The Buddha statue is hidden in the dark place. You can't see what kind of material it is made of. You can only vaguely see the posture of meditating, but you can't see the face.
She didn't know if it was her imagination, but Nangong Baiye felt that every time she took a step, the eyes of the Buddha statue seemed to roll.
But it clearly has its eyes half-closed, so it's unlikely that it will turn...
Intuitively, she didn't like this place. Although the Buddha was enshrined here, she couldn't cover up the smell of blood emanating from all around.
She once heard her master say that if the Buddha is not worshiped well, he will be ten times more terrifying than evil spirits.
But now, she seems to have met someone who uses resentment to support the Buddha.
Nangong Baiye's heart sank, but he remained calm. His fingers traced the handle of the exorcism knife, and he followed the living dead step by step.
boom!
The wooden door closed immediately after she stepped into the temple!
The dim light hit the ground, and an eerie gasp sounded in her ears: "Where are the things?"
Nangong Baiye was not afraid, but raised his eyebrows: "Where are the people?"
The breathing in the dark suddenly became louder: "You are really difficult to deal with."
"Oh, hand in hand and deliver the goods in the same hand." Nangong Baiye didn't care what he said, the ultimate goal was to see his son.
"Go and bring him here."
The living dead obeyed the instructions and entered a dark place. When they came out again, they were dragging Nangong Xiaomiao's small body.
He seemed to be asleep, but not completely. His long hair covered his little face, and his expression could not be seen, but Nangong Baiye knew that it was Xiaomiao.
but……
Something is wrong, this little cat looks very wrong!
"Now that you've seen it, why don't you take the things out quickly!" The gasps in the room became louder and louder.
Nangong Baiye smiled: "It seems that this thing is really important to you. Is the thing taken out from that cemetery so precious?"
Hearing this sentence, there was some inexplicable admiration in his breath: "You are a tomb robber. You should know that everything in that cemetery is precious. Stop being verbose and throw the things over quickly."
Nangong Baiye listened quietly, but he had a plan in his heart. An ancient tomb that the world's most tomb robbers are obsessed with is in Beihai. Legend has it that an invincible king sleeps in that tomb. He lives on blood and sleeps day and night.
Come out, hold the power of the world, and be as handsome as the ancient gods.
But when thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were within reach, he chose to sleep.
No one knows why he chose to sleep, and no one can accurately find the location of his grave.
All I know is that he is sleeping deep under the North Sea. No matter how many years pass by, his body will remain immortal!
When Nangong Baiye left the capital, his belly was not yet protruding, and he spent some time on the streets under the name Tuiye.
When she first heard about this ancient tomb, she understood that the person sleeping in it was not a king at all.
It's a vampire, a very powerful vampire.
She combined it with the biblical history she had read and felt that the vampire was none other than the ancestor of vampires who was expelled from the world by God... Cain!
Could it be that the things they were referring to were Cain's burial objects?
"What are you doing standing still!" The gasping voice began to sound impatient.
Nangong Baiye smiled, took out a small package from his arms, and threw it towards the living dead; "This is what you want, go on!"
When the living dead man heard this, he quickly reached out to pick it up, but unexpectedly she suddenly shouted: "Exorcism!"
The small package that fell into the hands of the living dead instantly glowed golden, burning him so hard that he screamed and pushed back a few steps!
The gasping paused for a second, and soon, it laughed, as cold as the wind outside the window: "I originally wanted to leave you a complete body and make you my doll, but now it seems
...I can only chew you up!"
A roar of thunder!
The face of the Buddha statue standing above suddenly appeared, and the eyes were indeed alive, turning around irregularly, which was extremely terrifying.
This is probably the most heart-wrenching Buddha statue that Nangong Bai has ever seen in his life.
She clasped her hands behind her back. There were eighteen daggers there, enough for her to use!
But the Buddha's eyes turned strangely, as if he didn't take her seriously at all: "Such a spell would make people in the capital jump on their feet, Nangong Baiye, look what's under your feet!"
Nangong Baiye narrowed his eyes and saw a layer of black mist rising not far from his feet.
Mixed in the mist were faces one after another. Each of them had different expressions, but their movements were the same. They all had their dark mouths open, as if they wanted to absorb everything in the world.
Swallow it clean.
Nangong Baiye raised his fingers, bit his teeth, wrote blood on the yellow talisman, and moved forward neatly: "Broken!"
But what she didn't expect was...
The yellow talisman actually failed!
Nangong Baiye suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the small faces with sinister smiles, his thin pale lips pressed tightly into a straight line.