mythical card maker

Chapter 90 Strange Snake
This idea only flashed in Zhou Chuan's mind for a moment, and then it was emptied out.

Of course, the reason is not the so-called setting fire to the mountain and having to live in prison for a lifetime.

After all, as early as the ruins came, this big black mountain no longer fits people's concept of "mountain".

It looks like a mountain, but it is not.

What Zhou Chuan cares about is that Fanhuo probably won't have much effect on these ghosts, and it's hard to say how much effect the Yehuo of Master Yao and Master Ma's Youyan can have.

Since everything is unknown, it is better to wait first, so as not to startle the snake.

"sleep."

Zhou Chuan opened his mouth softly, said deliberately, and then walked around the main hall of this strange temple, closing the broken windows and temple doors one by one.

It was only three or four o'clock in the afternoon. In midsummer, it should have been the brightest and hottest time of the day.

But now that the black clouds are covering and the yin is overflowing, the visibility is not as good as the dark sky.

Only when a branch of lightning explodes occasionally, the sky and the earth can be pale for a moment.

"Whoosh..."

The wind sounded like a ghost crying, and Zhou Chuan came to the middle of the hall with a flashlight, slowly rolled out the moisture-proof mat, wrapped it in a thermal blanket casually, and lay down on his back.

The seventh and eighth masters disappeared at this time, and it seemed that he was the only one left in the whole world.

He closed his eyes just like this, listening to the sound of the rainstorm hitting the tiles, and the rustling sounds coming from all directions of the hall after he lay down.

It's like a mouse is running on the flimsy stone slab, and the creaking sound is creepy.

Zhou Chuan never opened his eyes, but turned over, his posture changed from lying flat to side lying, and his right hand hidden in the blanket clamped Xintinghou at some point.

As time went by, the sound of dripping water dripped into the roaring torrential rain at some point, accompanied by the sound of hissing, like a whole piece of fat falling on a hot baking pan. It was the corrosive sound that often appeared in TV dramas.

The voice gradually became clear from far to near, but stopped when it approached Zhou Chuan's side face.

So the next moment, Zhou Chuan felt a chilly breath that penetrated into the bone marrow, passing through the thermal blanket and the bright yellow windproof jacket, and falling on his neck.

"I'm a little impatient."

Thinking to himself, Zhou Chuan grabbed the insulation blanket with both hands, jumped up in an instant, stretched the blanket, and covered his head and face when he threw it out.

The night raider reacted extremely quickly, and with a turn of his slender neck, he easily dodged it.

Zhou Chuan swung his knife at this moment, just as the white light between the sky and the earth was shining, the light of the knife was like a foaming sea tide, sliding down vastly and violently, but there was no feedback from the feeling of cutting off the entity.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Chuan slammed on the flimsy slate floor, and stepped back.

So, at the next moment, a mouthful of purple and green venom landed on the moisture-proof pad, making a hissing sound.

"Boom!"

Everything happened between the thunder and the explosion. Before Zhou Chuan could catch his breath, a huge head slammed towards him like a locomotive.

Under the illumination of the strong flashlight tied to the blade, the figure of the night raider can be seen at a glance.

It was a monster with the head of a man and the body of a snake, with a black body and a green badge.

It's just different from the miraculous image that often appeared in Zhou Chuan's previous life albums, this guy's so-called human head is actually a mask-like skull.

At this moment, its tail was wrapped around the beam above the main hall, but its head swooped down with huge kinetic energy.

But before it came close to Zhou Chuan, its huge figure stopped in mid-air.

Countless chains broke through the stone slabs laid in the hall, directly piercing through the strange snake's body.

Another white shadow fluttered down from the top of the hall, caught the Xintinghou knife thrown by Zhou Chuan, and swung it brazenly. The next moment, the ferocious head fell down with blood.

There was only a loud noise, and a large hole was smashed into the ground in the center of the hall, and the head of the strange snake disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Chuan watched this scene not far away, took the treasured knife from Qi Ye, and tapped it on the ground with a crisp sound, as if the stone slab was completely hollow.

This is actually a "castle in the air".

"Building a temple on top of a deep pit, Newton's coffin boards will not be able to hold it down."

Zhou Chuan squatted down softly, using a bright flashlight to explore the environment below.

However, the depth of the pit was far beyond the range of the flashlight. He had no choice but to pick up a piece of gravel from the ground and throw it down. He didn't hear any movement for a long time.

Normally, such deep pits should not appear on a mountain.

But in such an extraordinary world, it's normal for anything to happen.

"call."

Zhou Chuan let out a breath of foul air slowly.

He knew that the matter was far from over. As early as when he first entered the temple, under the feedback of the five senses of the seventh and eighth masters, he found this strange snake entrenched on the beam, but he did not act rashly.

Now that the strange snake is dead, but the vague sense of crisis still persists, which proves that it is just a young man.

In a short period of time, crises have been linked together, and the interior of the Great Montenegro is indeed much more dangerous than the outer circle.

However, Zhou Chuan felt that he was probably treated "specially" by Karen li.

After all, few people in the summer camp could handle the yellow smoke monster.

"It's good to have something to gain."

Zhou Chuan said softly, instead of continuing to stare at the big pit, he got up slowly and began to search in the temple.

After unremitting efforts, he finally found a very obvious repair mark on the wall behind the locust tree statue.

The walls in the Mingming Temple have been corroded by wind and moon time, but such a part of the shape and size of the door is intact as new, which is problematic no matter how you look at it.

"Eighth Lord."

Following Zhou Chuan's order, Eighth Master walked out of the void, and kicked hard on the wall with his kick.

After the strong earthquake, the entire high wall collapsed, and the wind and rain poured in instantly.

Zhou Chuan took a closer look, and behind the wall was a courtyard with a large area and a rather complicated terrain.

Seeing this, he couldn't help frowning.

When he was looking for shelter from the rain before, he stood on a high place and looked down. There was clearly only a single temple here, but now such a large courtyard "appeared out of thin air".

You know, with the blessing of Fengyue Baojian, he can already ignore a considerable part of the illusion in the state of [Destroyed].

In this case, there are only two possibilities for the courtyard to appear: either a more advanced illusion, or a setting such as a folding space.

No matter which one, it is very suitable as a material and the quality is extremely high!
"Fortunately, it didn't burn, otherwise it would be a big loss."

As Zhou Chuanxin said, he passed another hole in the middle of the wall in front of him and entered a wooden shed made of locust tree trunks.

The entrance is full of horizontal coffins, or a narrow wooden box made of several rotten planks, as if it will fall apart in the storm at any time.

"If there are a few more zombies popping out, there will be something inside."

(End of this chapter)