Chapter four hundred and eighty third scolding the sky
"Have you heard that Grandma Mingshan is finally going to take action against those four-handed people?"
"We captured more than 500 children this time. Maybe we can get a share of it.'
A group of evil spirits from the mountains were rushing on the rugged mountain road. They had all gone to participate in the feast of flesh and blood.
Even if you don’t have an invitation and can’t eat meat, it’s still good to warm it up on the side and have a bowl of soup afterward.
"Hey, those delicate and exquisite blood foods are all eaten by the adults who received the invitation. We don't have to think about it.
"However, this time will not be in vain. I heard that there will be opportunities later."
"Oh? What should I say? Tell me quickly.'
A hundred-eyed centipede pretended to smile reservedly, and as expected, several little demons around it immediately asked questions, obviously they were all greedy for human blood.
"Those four-handers are unruly and dare to fool grandma. Anyway, there are only so many of them left, and the supply of blood and food has become less and less in the past few decades. Grandma has long lost patience with them.'
"After this full moon night, grandma will prepare to kill them all. By then, as long as we join the hunting team, we can also have a taste of fresh human flesh!"
"Are you serious? Although it's not as delicious as a cub. But I haven't been exposed to the smell of blood for decades.
Several evil spirits were chatting, and the delicious blood food and smelly saliva were dragged to the ground.
"Hey, what are these?'
At this time, an evil spirit suddenly fell to the ground, and his feet seemed to be entangled in something.
He looked down and saw that there were tiny vines wrapped around his ankles.
He was about to untie the vines and continue on his way, but suddenly a sharp pain hit him, as if a thousand mouths were biting his legs. It was not over yet. He was horrified to find that the ground around him was densely covered with a kind of...
Purple vines.
Before he could scream, a large number of wisterias surged up, covering his whole body, burrowing into his mouth, nose and ears, causing him to lose all ability to resist.
Beside him, the evil spirits that were walking with him were in exactly the same situation.
They can be a disaster to the outside world, but under these vines, they are more helpless than a lamb.
The little devil didn't even have a chance to scream, before he was wrapped in purple vines and dragged to one side, and finally pulled into the body of a vine giant.
Jiang Li inside opened one eye, separated part of his mind between half asleep and half awake, and threw these guys into the coffin space.
The wisteria stone he controls is not slow to climb, and he can be regarded as a respectable monster in this shady mountain.
Along the way, he was the only one who made trouble for others, and no one else made trouble for him, which saved a lot of time in hiding.
It was an almost straight route, and after crossing more than a dozen peaks in a row, it didn't take much effort to reach the Yinshan Mountain where Grandma Mingshan was.
In fact, he had arrived here a few hours ago. He had also entered the mountains and met the target of his trip, the kidnapped Four-Handed children.
But after he circled around inside, he backed out without doing anything.
Because those children were not locked in any hidden dungeon, and there was not even a piece of cloth covering the cage.
Just like that, he was hanging brightly in mid-air.
Tens of thousands of evil spirits were sneaking around, crowding right under the iron cage, raising their heads, looking directly at the children, breathing hard to smell their popularity.
Among them, there are even three of the eight demons of Mingshan.
Those are all terrifying monsters that have reached the level of demon kings, and each of them has the power to single-handedly destroy a low-level god force.
This gave Jiang Li almost no chance to take action.
Those three monsters, every sentence can bring huge pressure to Jiang Li.
As long as the opponent didn't have any special treasures or powerful magical powers, with Jiang Li's current strength, he thought he could still deal with one.
If you encounter two, you have to run for your life. If you are surrounded by three, your chances of escaping will become very slim.
What's more, the rumored Grandma of Mingshan, the terrifying existence above the Demon King, is right there!
Once he does something that arouses suspicion, let alone running away.
As long as there is a fight and the movement is even a little louder, and that person is attracted out, Jiang Li will be really unlucky.
He could only walk around there and then run out again in the name of preparing gifts.
Of course he didn't give up, he just needed to make some preparations to do such a dangerous thing.
Jiang Li found a mountain road leading to the feast of flesh and blood, and began to capture these ghosts and ghosts in the shady mountain. Anyway, there is no law in this mountain, and the rules set by the grandma are quite loose.
As long as you have enough strength, you can burn, kill, loot and loot freely, and no one will care about it.
On the contrary, if you become famous, you will be respected even more.
And due to the attraction of the feast of flesh and blood, more and more sneaky evil spirits came from all directions.
Staying on this necessary path is surprisingly efficient.
It didn’t take long before there were already thousands of rare species from the shaded mountain in the coffin.
Putting away those evil spirits, four streams of light flew from a distance close to the ground and turned into four beautiful shadows of red, blue, blue and purple falling around him.
"Sir, what you ordered has been completed."
"Okay, then it's time for us to attend that cannibal full moon dinner!'
A thin crack opened in the vine giant's body, and the four Jueyin girls were taken back.
Then he retracted the vines spreading nearby, took huge steps, and walked towards Grandma Mingshan's residence.
On both sides of the road, blue-black will-o'-the-wisps were floating, and you could see an ancient cemetery ahead.
This cemetery has obviously not been taken care of for many years. Bluestone tombstones are stuck crookedly on the ground, and thick black moss covers them, making the already blurry writing on them even more unclear.
The giant vine kudzu stepped on it, and the ground below suddenly crackled, making a sound like frying beans.
A large piece of the skeleton that was unknown how old it was was broken by his foot.
After he left, on the piece of land where huge footprints still remained, a tattered bone hand peeled off the dark black soil and crawled out.
The bone hand picked around and quickly used some relatively intact bones to assemble itself completely.
Then he moved his long and short bone legs, and together with other bone demons, pulled out his tombstone from the ground, and spliced together stone tables in the cemetery.
This is the table for this feast of flesh and blood.
Jiang Li didn't feel any taboo, and controlled the vine giant to gradually shrink, and its steps became smaller and smaller.
Soon the tall purple giant on the hill turned into a vine-like figure only over one foot tall. He wove himself a wicker chair and sat down on the largest stone table in the center of the cemetery.
beside.
There used to be a two-headed centipede here, and its two heads were gambling with each other.
As a result, Jiang Liti slipped it out, formed a group and threw it aside, while he occupied this good position.
The flesh-and-blood banquet has not yet begun, but a large pot has already been set up in the center of the cemetery.
White ghost flames rose from under the cauldron, and the thick soup inside was boiling and steaming.
Several monsters with ulcerated skin, whose original appearance was unrecognizable, were throwing some strange things into the soup.
Let the cauldron emit a strange smell.
But with their ulcerated hands, Jiang Li felt that it was impossible for them to ensure food hygiene.
Next to the big pot, there is a large steamer with nine layers. Each layer of the steamer can hold twenty children, and more can be accommodated if squeezed.
At this banquet, they not only had to eat, but they also had to eat it in a ritualistic way, cooking and steaming it at the same time.
There were more than 500 four-hand children hanging in the big iron cage, half of them were already hanging on top of the iron pot.
The other half was being grabbed by several bone demons and put into the steamer.
Jiang Li took a deep breath to prevent himself from getting carried away by his fury towards these evil spirits.
If you want to save these children, you must find a suitable opportunity.
In other words, he must create a suitable opportunity.
Not far away, the smell of wine came.
Several monsters dug up a large tomb and brought up jars of aged wine from inside.
I don’t know which genius came up with such a creative idea of brewing wine in a graveyard.
The seal of the wine jar was opened, and the aroma of pure black Yin wine floated hundreds of miles away.
Jiang Li smelled a familiar smell among them.
The four Jueyin maids have done a good job. Some of these ancient tomb wines have been mixed into the soul-driving wine. If Jiang Li wants to repeat his same trick, he needs to get a group of guys drunk first.
"Shi Pan, you guy is actually hiding here. What! You're not dead yet!"
Jiang Li was observing the condition of the children when a small mountain-like stone demon came over with an earthquake.
As soon as this big guy saw the purple vine demon, two intense rays of hatred erupted from his eyes made of black crystal. He obviously stepped on the vines spreading out from the feet of the purple vine demon on purpose.
The huge weight broke the tough vines.
The hatred between the two sides has been accumulated in hundreds of years of fighting. Even under the eyes of Grandma Mingshan, the two sides will immediately start fighting when they meet.
The shrunken Wisteria Demon looked much weaker. Jiang Li looked up and found that there was an ancient well behind the stone giant.
He could clearly feel that the aura of moonlight was emitting from the ancient well.
"Is that the Moon Well? You're such a stinky stone in a latrine. You're so lucky that you can even get such a thing." Jiang Li is naturally not someone who won't fight back after being beaten.
The Wisteria Demon sat there without moving when a large number of vines suddenly burst out of the ground and wrapped around the feet of the rock giant from bottom to top. The strong root system squeezed in through any crack on the surface of the rock giant.
It needs to expand and grow in the gaps, and pieces of stone are peeled off from the legs of the stone demon giant.
Stones fell on the ground, creating large craters one after another, turning the originally passable cemetery into even more chaos. This stone demon, one of the eight demons of Mingshan, and the Wisteria demon whose overall strength is actually still in a combined state,
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However, he is the incarnation of mountain stone and is naturally restrained by the vine demon. The two sides have fought many times for hundreds of years, but there has been no real result. Just when the conflict between the two sides is about to worsen.
A melodious and plaintive voice of opera floated from all directions.
"There is no reason to break the law of death~ Not to be careful of the tortured soldiers~ The screams are so shocking~ In an instant, the wandering soul goes to the Senluo Palace first~ Why don't you complain to the heaven and the earth?"
The originally noisy group of demons and ghosts immediately became quiet. They stood there honestly, listening, and looking for the direction from which the sound of the opera was coming.
Even the stone demon and the purple vine demon controlled by Jiang Li took back their methods after glaring at each other fiercely.
Because in this shady mountain, there is only one adult who likes to listen to the opera.
What comes with the sound of this kind of opera is often the Grandma Mingshan whose power covers the entire Yiyin Mountain Range!
At this moment, a gust of dark wind blew, and the light of the will-o'-the-wisps in the cemetery swayed suddenly, and the light and shadow under the fire of the demons were distorted. The singing of the opera became more tragic and clear, as if the person was beside them.
"There are sun and moon hanging in the morning and evening, there are ghosts and gods holding the power of life and death, heaven and earth!'
"It's just a matter of distinguishing the clear from the turbid~ But how could it cause confusion and disturb the thieves' feet~ Yan Yuan!"
"Those who do good will suffer poverty and their lives will be shortened, and those who do evil will enjoy wealth and honor and their lifespan will be extended. This is heaven and earth!"
"You act like you're afraid of bullying! But it turns out that you're just going with the flow!"
"Earth, you don't distinguish between good and bad, what is earth?"
"Heaven, you have wronged the virtuous and foolish, and you have done nothing to serve the heaven!"
"Oh, I just shed a few tears."
Listening to this drama, Jiang Li felt his scalp numb.
He raised his head and could vaguely see thunder rolling in the void far away.
This drama was so touching that it moved everyone to heaven and earth!
If he were in the outside world, Jiang Li would definitely stay away from him immediately.
Because if you continue to curse like this, you will definitely be struck by lightning.
Placed in this shady place, the fragments of Hades seem to be as high as the sky and far away from the emperor, and cannot be broken here for the time being.
After a piece of opera was sung, what was heard urgently was the tragic cry that tore the eardrums.
Jiang Li took out his itchy and numb ears, then looked at the ground in front of him. Something was about to come out.
First a few stones rolled, then the ground in front split open, and a stage rose up from under the cemetery ground.
The stage was huge, with a sloping roof painted in thick black paint. There were three layers of black and red curtains hanging on both sides of the stage. It looked old, but it was still impressive enough.
The figures on the stage flashed, and more than a dozen ghosts with heavy makeup were working hard to perform a night trial of Yama and the reincarnation of the ghost mother. On both sides of the stage, there were several spider spirits with eight amputated limbs moving in unison, beating the rhythm.
The gongs and drums set off the atmosphere very well
Looking at the figures with long sleeves flying on the stage, Jiang Li's eyes became more solemn.
In his field of vision, those ghosts were all fierce ghosts with extremely resentful and negative energy, even worse than the ghost kings he had subdued.
Especially the guy who played the role of the miserable ghost girl, Jiang Li couldn't see through the other person's depth at all.
At this time, the ghost show on the stage finally came to an end. The innocent mother was forced to separate from her child, and the child was thrown into the city of vain death and had to live with loneliness and hunger for a hundred years.
The mother was thrown into the animal realm, reincarnated as cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks, and experienced the pain of constantly being separated from her children.
The curtain was drawn down, and then a ghost in white clothes and a high hat came out and shouted loudly.