"This is God's will." The host shouted word by word. The python's shadow was swimming around, sometimes disappearing in the void, sometimes suddenly emerging, its slender and bifurcated core reached the black baboon, hissing and trembling.
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"Could it be that we mistakenly entered the depths of the Ghostly Desert...?" A series of thrilling scenes suddenly popped up in the black baboon's mind: the sand wind that issued a curse, all kinds of strange phenomena, and the ancient city wall that moved and ate people like flesh and blood.
, and those weird words crawling like snakes...
"Yes, it's those words." The host turned around and turned his back to the niche. The python's shadow circled and circled in response to his movements, as if it were one body. "Back then, after we escaped from that nightmarish ancient city, those words
The serpentine text has been flashing in my dreams, and it is indelible. One night last year, I woke up from my dream and suddenly realized it."
An idea flashed in the black baboon's mind: "Is that a secret method of visualization?"
The host nodded slightly: "You see, it was God's blessing that allowed me to obtain the secret method of visualization controlled by top dignitaries. This year, I opened up the spiritual sea, entered the other world with spiritual seeds, and captured the anti-life python spirit.
', refined into one of his own spiritual veins." The python's shadow twisted its body with flashing scales, retracted into his body with a "whoosh", and disappeared.
The black baboon said in a daze: "I didn't expect you, boss, to have become a legendary psychic. This is also because your spiritual power is naturally pure. The second child and I both saw those snake writings, but we still found nothing."
"This is God's expectation that I will become a psychic so that I can wash away more people's sins." The host folded his hands on his chest, praised God, and then said, "Unfortunately, this set of visualization secrets is incomplete. I
I plan to go to the ancient city again and observe the serpentine characters.”
The black baboon's expression changed suddenly, and a chill ran from the back of his neck to his spine. Scenes of the bizarre and terrifying experiences in the past flashed before his eyes. "Boss, we finally escaped from that place. If we had been a little less lucky, we would have definitely returned."
I’m not coming.” He was not afraid of death, but the nightmare-like shadow still lingered and was terrifying to the bone.
The host waved his hand: "That ancient city is where the boundary between the outer world and the inner world is located. Of course there will be many anti-life mischiefs. In the past, we were unable to resist, but now that we have practiced psychic skills, they can only become prey for my cultivation.
"
The black baboon was silent for a while and said: "I was poor and desperate, and it was the boss who took me in. No matter what you want to do, I will follow you to the death."
The host glanced at the black baboon with satisfaction: "Strengthen your heart and leave everything to the arrangement of the great Allah. Maybe this time, you can also understand the serpentine characters." He took out a piece of jade from the sleeve of his robe, "
Do you still remember this thing that the second brother brought out?"
This piece of jadeite is dark green in color, the size of a finger, shaped like an olive, with circles of ice cracks. There is a rouge-like clear color right in the center, shaped like a water droplet.
"This piece of jade is like a bleeding eye. How could I not remember it? The west side of the ancient city is full of cemeteries, and the second child broke open the door of one of the ancient tombs..." the black baboon murmured,
The corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily. At that time, the tomb door suddenly grew legs and fled as fast as it could. Behind the door, there lay a shriveled and cracked female corpse with this piece of jade in her mouth. The second brother had just dug up the jade,
The female corpse turned into a colorful puppet, sitting up suddenly and letting out a shrill scream...
"I have always felt that this piece of jade is not simple. After I came back, I consulted a lot of literature. I recently determined the origin of this jade from a believer's ancestral treasure appraisal record. It has changed hands to seven owners.
, but every owner died tragically." The host took the jade to the light projected from the window. When it was illuminated by the sunset, the jade suddenly became evil, as if a pupil blinked and came to life strangely. The thing inside
The color was as clear as blood, as if it was about to drip out of the pupils.
"It's watching us." The host's voice sounded like a ghost, and the black baboon saw countless blood pouring out of the emerald, forming an endless sea of filthy blood, with ghosts screaming and demons wailing inside. "Its name is -
—The eyes of the monster!"
"Eye of the monster?" The black baboon was shocked, "This was the personal belongings of the leader of the Phantom Troupe back then!"
The host rubbed the jadeite with a strange expression on his face: "Three thousand years ago, the Phantom Troupe was hunted down by the Grand Council. You should know the prophecy that the leader shouted before his execution, right?"
The black baboon nodded and stared at the monster's twinkling eyes. Back then, the leader of the Phantom Troupe was skinned and boned, and tied to a cross-shaped torture rack.
In the rising flames, the bloody flesh ball shouted in a shrill voice.
"The eyes of the monster finally meet the devil in the darkness, and the endless river of time and space passes through the two worlds," the black baboon said with an uncontrollable trembling voice, which was repeatedly sung by the troubadour.
The famous prophecy, "The Phantom Troupe will surely return!"
A trace of madness flashed in the host's eyes: "Although it is not clear how the Eyes of the Demons flowed into the ancient city, the ancient city is related to the Phantom Troupe, and the value contained in it must be far beyond your imagination."
The black baboon asked: "When will we leave?"
The host put away his evil eyes: "Let's settle the second child's matter first."
The black baboon looked down at Jinya's body and said sadly: "Psychics have always been known for killing enemies beyond their level. With your current strength, you can defeat ordinary bronze-level masters, and avenge the second brother with ease."
The host said calmly: "How dare Freckles and Ghoul attack our storm? They must have accomplices in the city. I will find them one by one and then carry out the will of Allah. During this time, you are in God
Please rest in peace and recuperate, and don’t show your face for the time being."
He turned around and walked out of the side hall, looking up at the sunset sky like fire, which was a raging flame that had been burning for three thousand years.
The Phantom Troupe will surely return. The host once again clutches the Eye of the Devil in his sleeve. This is the will of Allah.
No one knew that each of the thirteen members of the brigade had descendants, secretly continuing their bloodline. And he, the leader of the Storm Horse Thieves, Guofeng, was one of them.
Under the same burning sky, the blood crow sat on the back of the horned lizard, looking gloomily at the bloody desert ahead.
Thousands of unkempt and half-clothed child slaves followed behind, walking numbly. Hundreds of big men rode on camels, patrolling back and forth, waving their whips and shouting.
"All piggies, eat where you are." Blood Crow strangled the horned lizard and hissed.
As the wheat cakes flew away, screams of life and death resounded all around. Blood Crow glanced at it boredly, lifted up his sleeves, and lowered his head to play with the gold bracelet on his wrist.
Under the bright red sunset, the gold bracelet became more and more radiant, and the inlaid gemstones with rune patterns looked like crystal flowing liquid.
No. 13 was indeed well aware of his preferences. Blood Crow fondled the gems one by one. The runes on them were difficult and profound, probably meaning "wrist", "press", and "term". The only flaw was that the bracelet
There are still two talisman patterns worn on it, making it difficult to discern their meaning.
What a pity. Blood Crow recalled Gordon's respectful gesture when giving gifts and sighed silently. The day when the zombie old man summoned him was the day of death on the 13th.
"Eating is over, let's go." After a moment, Blood Crow waved his hand and ordered. The black sleeves covered the gold bracelet, and in the darkness, the runes on the gemstones flickered faintly.