The dilapidated Zangwu Pavilion generally maintains its original frame. Things inside can be seen through the cracked windows. Rows of bookshelves that originally held the secrets of martial arts are empty and covered with spider webs, and some are broken and collapsed.
The corridor to the second floor disappears directly.
He lowered his head and found that the footsteps of the two people had indeed come here. He carefully observed the surroundings, but saw no sign of the other party leaving.
"Is it still in there?"
Su Qiulian couldn't help but raise his head and look at the second and third floors of the Zangwu Pavilion that he had never set foot on before. Different from ordinary attics, each floor of the Heyang Gang's Zangwu Pavilion was extremely high, and the surrounding area was very empty, not even a tree.
No, so just by looking up, you can't see the interior scenes on the second and third floors.
After thinking for a while, Su Qiulian held his breath and listened. Except for the faint whistling of the wind, there was no other movement.
"Did they leave from the other side of Zangbu Pavilion!?"
Su Qiulian no longer hesitated, walked forward slowly, and gently pushed open the crooked door on the first floor of the Cangwu Pavilion.
Crunch!!!
It was so loud that it spread all around.
Su Qiulian's heart tightened and her eyes moved uneasily.
——No movement for a long time.
Su Qiulian couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, chuckled and shook his head, cursing himself for suddenly becoming timid. When he looked up, he saw a fat face hanging upside down on the beam of the roof, with abnormally bulging eyes covered with blue bloodshot eyes and a fish belly.
His chin seemed to be moving constantly, as if he was hiding two big mice.
Before Su Qiulian could take a closer look, his eyes flashed, and the fat and ugly face was very close at hand.
"Gulu~Gulu~Gulu~~"
As close as face to face, the thing on the monster's chin moved faster and faster, making a disgusting sound.
Su Qiulian's scalp went numb for a moment and he couldn't move. He found that he couldn't move, and the environment on the first floor of the Cangwu Pavilion slowly changed the moment he lost control of his body. The door that was still being pushed open gradually began to change.
It faded and then disappeared. The tattered bookshelves were replaced by wooden piles covered with barbs. There were two rows of wooden piles covered with barbs, and they were extremely long. At the end, a dark book was suspended in the air.
.
At the other end of the thorn pile, the corridor that originally disappeared appeared.
"Gulu~Gulu~Gugu~~"
Su Qiulian tried his best to ignore the monster in front of him that seemed to be unable to move, and focused his eyes on the book deep in the thorn pile, trying to read the words on the cover clearly.
However, after reading for a long time, I still couldn't make out a single word.
"Gulu~Gugu~Gugu~~Lu~"
"Can you stay away from me?"
Su Qiulian frowned and said, and then realized in surprise that he seemed to be... able to move.
"Wow~~"
"Bang bang~"
There were almost no distinction between the two sounds before and after. Su Qiulian instinctively dodged, but immediately after, two soft and sticky objects hit his face, and his eyes and mouth were sealed.
Faintly, he felt a few pairs of small claws pulling at his eyes and mouth.
The flash of the sword passed by, and Su Qiulian opened his eyes again. Everything in his field of vision seemed to have slowed down. From the corner of his eye, he saw two weird toads being split in half, and he also saw the monster with its bloody mouth opening towards him.
Own.
"Hoo~"
A gust of wind.
The moment Su Qiulian put the black sword on his shoulder, he suddenly pulled it out and slashed diagonally. He leaned forward and the black sword turned into a black thunder and slashed down quickly. "Pah~" seemed to be slapping the back of the fish, but the fish was alive and still fierce.
He struggled, but his strength was surprisingly strong.
Su Qiulian rolled to the ground, and something tugged at her clothes.
When I turned around and glanced, I saw several toads lying on the corners of my clothes, clinging to them like pendants.
With a smooth cut, the toad split into two pieces. Su Qiulian narrowed his eyes slightly and saw that the disgusting thing was still alive and quickly squirmed and bonded together.
At the other end, the monster that had been knocked out of the air and slashed by a knife turned around, saliva dripping from its mouth, dripping on the ground and slowly condensing into new weird toads.
"Eh, so disgusting."
Su Qiulian lost the idea of fighting the opponent, turned around and rushed to the second floor.
"Qua~"
Su Qiulian didn't even look back. With a flash of the sword, two more toads were chopped to pieces. After another step, he finally reached the second floor of the Hidden Martial Pavilion.
What I didn't expect was that there was an old wooden door at the end of the stairs.
Su Qiulian quickly pushed away.
The wooden door didn't move at all.
"Um?"
Push again.
Still no sign of opening up.
Su Qiulian didn't believe it anymore, so he slashed with his sword.
Click, click, click, the black knife actually cut a string of sparks on a broken wooden door.
Su Qiulian was startled and turned around quickly. A large pile of small and strange toads had blocked the entrance to the stairs. The big one had a mouth full of saliva and continued to gather new small toads.
A strong sour smell filled the air.
Su Qiulian wrinkled her nose and resigned herself to her fate.
"I have no choice but to play with you."
"Master, I will send you a ride with great mercy. Send you... to! See! Buddha! Ancestor!"
The black light was cold, fierce and violent, and it turned horizontally and vertically, swiping and pulling, until it was a piece of stumps and rotten flesh. Su Qiulian's eyes were cold, seeing the rotten flesh flying past and squirming, he couldn't help but bared his teeth and smiled.
"Hmm hum hum...ah ha ha ha ha ha ha..."
Su Qiulian never imagined that he would smile like a pervert.
For the first time, I had such fun fighting. For the first time, I didn’t have to worry about unexpected traps, poisonous insects, ants, or beasts. I didn’t have to worry about ambushes from bandits, killing them like chickens.
"Bump! Bump!!..."
I have faced and fought with giant toads several times, and apart from the nausea caused by the saliva sloshing around, I felt no discomfort at all.
"Not bad, come again."
"Crack."
After crushing a small toad with one foot, Su Qiulian's momentum gradually overwhelmed the scary atmosphere created by the big toad.
The light of the swords criss-crossed, like thunder, and the craftsmanship of the sword finally showed its due edge with the help of the five tigers breaking the door sword at its peak.
…
"Brother Fan, did you hear that?"
On the third floor of the Hidden Martial Pavilion, a middle-aged man surnamed Fan, who had previously fought against the four-armed ghost, was currently fighting a monster with a pig's head and body. Not far to one side, there lay a motionless
The four-armed ghost.
General Wei, who spoke, was standing aside.
The middle-aged man surnamed Fan was in a stalemate with the pig-headed monster, and he gasped and replied:
"What did you hear?"
"laughter."
"What laughter? I didn't hear it."
"Downstairs, I'm afraid someone is coming." General Wei was thoughtful, after a moment's consideration, he raised his head and said to the middle-aged man surnamed Fan: "Brother Fan, I'm afraid I can't let you play anymore this time."
"I'm not playing." The middle-aged man surnamed Fan retorted, with a bitter look on his face, and sighed: "It's so difficult for me alone. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to break through these two ghost guards next time..."
General Wei did not answer the question, "Anyway, let's get the third-level skills first."
As soon as he finished speaking, he ducked in front of the monster with a pig head and a human body. The war flag rolled up behind him, and the tip of the spear penetrated the monster's huge pig head. With a flip of his hand, the monster that had been in a stalemate with the middle-aged man named Fan was defeated in an instant.
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The middle-aged man named Fan looked on and couldn't help but sigh.
"General Wei, go and get the exercises. I won't read them. I didn't kill the ghosts. Even if I read them, I wouldn't remember them."
Wei Qian nodded, holding a flag gun in one hand and walking towards the books suspended at the end of the spike.