214 As long as I am not embarrassed, you will be the ones embarrassed!
Monk Liao Chen was so confused that he doubted his life, and he didn't even realize that he should retreat immediately.
Fortunately, Partridge Whistle was completely awake at this time and quickly reached out to pull Monk Luochen back.
The black Buddha formed by the black mist is still approaching little by little...
Ding Ze watched this scene helplessly... He really felt that if he didn't know the plot and saw this thing like this, even if he wasn't scared to the point of peeing, he wouldn't be much different.
The Partridge Whistle blinked hard. At this time, the four of them had retreated to the corner. Death was about to come in just a few seconds. It would be too late to break into the robbery hole again... and with all their expectations, it turned out to be in vain.
In short, Partridge Whistle was disheartened and said to Monk Chen, "Master, it's all my disciple's fault today. I will never redeem myself if I die."
When Monk Liaochen heard this, his mouth moved, fearing to return, but he is a monk after all, and monks believe that everything has a cause and effect... Death is one of them, but it is just giving up a skin and entering reincarnation. There is no need
care.
Monk Liaochen opened his mouth and was about to tell Partridge Whistle something, but what?
At this moment, Father Thomas took the lead, and with a trembling mouth, he spoke a title that seemed strange to Ding Ze at first glance.
"Mr. Ding..."
Ding Ze: "????"
"You said not long ago that you are not afraid of ghosts. Now it's your turn. Go ahead and save us!" Father Thomas said urgently.
When the words reached his ears, Ding Ze was stunned for a second and almost burst into laughter. He first glanced at the black mist... The black mist would turn to the candle on the ground at any time!
The point is, there is no turning yet, and then Father Thomas said this again.
So how could Ding Ze miss this pretentious opportunity for Father Thomas to learn about the mysterious Eastern power?
Time waits for no one, so show off early!
Thinking of this, Ding Ze immediately smiled at Father Thomas, who was staring at him with horror on his face, "Father, God is unreliable. In the end, you have to rely on me as a devil. So since you have begged me like this, I will show you my hand.
Let's see!"
As he spoke, Ding Ze took a step forward decisively. The black gold dagger in his hand was full of momentum, and he swung it forward violently, causing a slight sound of wind in the air.
"The mighty heavenly dragon, the World Honored Ksitigarbha, the prajna buddhas, the prajna bama kong."
"Hmph! You are a small skill, but you dare to do the same axe, and you are so powerful as a heavenly dragon! A powerful magic spell!"
Ding Ze yelled in a pretentious manner, thinking at the same time, 'As long as I'm not embarrassed, you will be the ones embarrassed!'
then.
Partridge Whistle, Father Thomas, especially has studied Buddhism quite a lot, but has never heard such nondescript words, which are like Buddhist scriptures and like random ghosts roaring and screaming: "o((⊙﹏
⊙))o?????”
At the same time, of course, seeing such an unimaginable picture, the audience in the live broadcast room were inevitably confused: "o((⊙﹏⊙))o?????"
Out of confusion.
One second, two seconds!
When the three Partridge Whistle and the tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room opened their eyes wide, they saw that the strange black mist actually turned around, as if they were really scared, and stopped attacking Ding Ze and the four others.
It was when the candles rushed to the ground...
Partridge Whistle: “F*ck!!!!”
Monk Liaochen: "What the hell! Are my prayer beads fake? The Buddha I believe in is also fake?"
Father Thomas: "He is indeed a devil! No wonder he is not afraid!"
A bunch of idiotic viewers in the live broadcast room said: "Fuck, fuck, fuck!!!! The anchor is so awesome! The anchor will show off his skills again and let the devil kneel down for you, just like the magical guy in [Lu Wang Palace]! So awesome!"
Sent!"
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So awesome!
At this moment, in this situation, these words are truly apt.
Seeing the black mist pouring towards the candle, Ding Ze decisively chose to stop as soon as it was ready. He quickly put away the knife, and at the same time frowned at the Partridge Whistle and the other three, pretending to finally realize what was going on.
"Hey, it seems that my bet was right! This thing is not an evil spirit at all, it should be some kind of poisonous insect! They were attached to the Thousand-Armed Buddha before, and they suddenly moved for some reason..."
The words hit my ears.
Partridge Whistle and Monk Lochen immediately recovered from their shock, blinked hard, and looked at the candle that was swaying and struggling, and was about to be extinguished!
Neither of them are stupid, and Ding Ze has already said that they are poisonous insects.
So, at a glance, both of them reacted at the same time.
"Candle!"
"temperature!"
Monk Liao Chen has seen a lot in his life. Even though he has never seen the appearance of rot jade, also known as insect jade, he at least knows that the larger the ancient tomb is, the more weird things will be in the tomb.
Therefore, it was determined at this moment that it was the temperature that caused the black mist to move, and the black mist should be some kind of poisonous insect, not an evil spirit... Monk Liaochen immediately calmed down a lot.
"These bugs were probably sleeping before, and the temperature of the candlelight woke them up," Monk Liaochen said calmly. "In this case, after they extinguish the candlelight, they will most likely look for a target with a temperature lower than the candlelight.
That’s us!”
The words just fell.
Accompanied by a wisp of green smoke, the candle was extinguished as if it had heard Monk Chen's words and knew it was time to exit, leaving the room in darkness again.
When Ding Ze saw this, he immediately took out a few candles from his backpack and said, "Master Liaochen, now is not the time to talk nonsense. Hurry up and light the candles to lure the poisonous insects away from the mechanism wall."
Monk Liaochen: "...Mr. Ding is absolutely right. I was talking too much nonsense."
Ding Ze heard, hey, this monk is really interesting.
"Partridge Whistle, I'm here to lure away the poisonous insects. Quickly open the trap wall," Ding Ze called out, and immediately strode towards the corner diagonally opposite the Thousand-Armed Buddha.
He rushed to the place, quickly opened the candles in a row on the ground, and then rushed back. On the way back, he moved again when he saw the black mist, and he was still a little far away from the box.
'I'd better take the Dragon Bone Book. In this way, Monk Liaochen doesn't need to waste time. There should be no big problem next.'
With the decision made, Ding Ze immediately ran towards the box.
Everything happened very quickly, and no one dared to write on the line between life and death.
Once the black mist was attracted by the candle, Partridge Whistle decisively rushed to the long-bright lamp on the wall that was used to turn on the mechanism, and pushed the long-bright lamp upwards with all his strength!
Click, click, click!
The sound of the engine starting up sounded.
"Brother Ding, let's go!" Partridge Whistle saw Ding Ze who had just rushed to the box and called out anxiously.
Ding Ze heard it, ignored it, and quickly grabbed the Dragon Bone Book.
at this time.
"Crack!" A harsh sound sounded that shouldn't have happened.
When the four of them heard it, they all looked at it, and couldn't help but feel their scalps tingling!
Only seen.
This damn mechanism wall, turned halfway, actually stopped working!
moment.
The three partridge whistlers: "!!!!!!"
The audience's eyes widened and they gasped: "!!!!!"
"The anchor will be cool after all!"
"Don't be afraid, host, you have three lives, don't be afraid!"