chewing dragon

Chapter 61 A Light Like a Bean

In Qi Jingzhi's perception, when the little girl asked that question again, a gust of dark wind suddenly rose up in the dark room she was in, whizzing out from the window on the iron door.

At this moment, even with the cover of the spirit mask, Qi Jingzhi still smelled an extremely strong stench!

He felt that his eyes suddenly went dark, and the flame of the torch in his hand was only a hazy halo, and his heart was even more disgusted, and even his stomach was violently churning.

Qi Jingzhi didn't retreat, but moved two steps sideways without hesitation, blocking Jiao Yulang's body.

In this direction, the wind is indeed more violent.

The Lingpo mask suddenly glowed with light blue fluorescence, and Lu Yunzi's Cannian peaks in the inner area were the first to bear the brunt, and a large area was immediately broken by the wind, and large pieces of mountain debris roared and fell.

After a glimpse, Qi Jingzhi discovered that most of these fallen fragments contained memories related to emotions such as anticipation, joy, satisfaction, and gratitude. The host negotiated the price, and it was the first time I met Qi Jingzhi...

Most of them are the demonic behaviors that those teenagers deliberately skipped, but they are completely conceivable.

Accompanied by breaking and falling, these originally colorful fragments quickly faded their original colors, and quickly turned into black and gray in the dark wind, and immediately flew to the peaks with similar colors.

In the face of the sudden wind, the dark or gloomy peaks in Lu Yunzi's remnants not only remained motionless, but continued to absorb the fragments carried by the wind, becoming taller and more majestic.

Qi Jingzhi's heart sank slightly, and he didn't think this change was a good thing.

Fortunately, this cloudy wind only lasted for a few short breaths and then stopped abruptly. The boy's eyes suddenly returned to light, and the flame on the torch was still warm and enthusiastic.

Qi Jingzhi exhaled lightly, and saw Jiao Yulang sitting cross-legged on the ground at some point, his eyes closed tightly, his expression painful, his lips moving constantly, as if he was reciting something.

"Little brother, Wan'er asked you something, why didn't you answer?"

The little girl's voice sounded again, her voice was still immature, but her tone was extremely indifferent, without any warmth.

Qi Jingzhi turned his head and said in a deep voice, "Wan'er, do you know what you did just now?"

At this moment, Wan'er's small face was no longer as fair and supple as before, and the rouge and blood stains in all directions had turned into deep black, which were hideous and ugly scars like centipedes.

Hearing the boy's question, the little girl was taken aback for a moment, as if she didn't realize what was wrong with her until then.

She turned around quickly, and at the same time raised her hands, tightly covering her little face.

The next moment, a cry mixed with regret and fear came from the little girl's fingers: "Why did you become like this again? Daddy, Wan'er knew I was wrong! I shouldn't lose my temper, and I shouldn't have sex with outsiders." Speaking of which, you shouldn't have let little mice into your house secretly!"

Under Qi Jingzhi's gaze, the little girl covered her face in tears and confessed, jumped off the stool and ran to the small table in the room.

On the table, the Platinum Mouse seized the previous opportunity and successfully passed the bronze candlestick placed in the center, and was much closer to the shelves where the iron boxes were placed.

The little girl gave way to the candlestick, held down the Platinum Mouse, and held it firmly in her hand.

The Platinum Mouse immediately let out a scream, its small body curled up like a shrimp, and a half-inch-long red glow shot out from its eye sockets more violently, hitting Wan'er's forearm hard.

The little girl's sleeves immediately rippled like water waves, bright red and sticky, like surging waves of blood.

"It turns out that you are a bad guy too!" The little girl was very angry, the expression on her face and the strength in her hands became ruthless.

This time, the Platinum Mouse couldn't even scream, and its four red paws twitched violently.

"At that time, I searched for the voice to save the suffering Heavenly Venerable, and with my attendants, I traveled around the world in the ten directions, saving all living beings, leaving the sea of ​​suffering, and ordering them to return to the right way and not fall into the evil sect."

Jiao Yulang's voice suddenly resounded in this small dark room with secret passages.

At some point, he had already stood up, held the torch high above his head, and walked slowly towards the iron gate step by step.

Qi Jingzhi had never seen Jiao Yulang like this before. Surprised, he silently moved out of the way and followed Xiaowazi's side step by step.

Jiao Yulang's eyes were still closed tightly, his expression was solemn, his tone of voice was solemn, and he kept chanting without distraction.

"At that time, the real Miaoxing and the immortals of the ten directions told the gods and said: Good! Good! They are all related to the previous life and the present. They made mistakes, rebelled against the ordinary, owed money by life, lost their children by abortion, gave birth to death due to blood stains, and died prematurely. Perish, enmity cannot be resolved, crimes pile up hills, sink in hell, blood lake blood well, blood pool blood mountain, suffer all kinds of pain, doomed to escape!"

As a large passage of scriptures was slowly read, the body of the little girl inside the iron gate began to tremble uncontrollably, and the red clothes on her body surged violently, making the sound of splashing water.

The strong smell of blood overwhelmed the original smell of silver almost instantly.

Born in all kinds of hardships and dying as a ghost, the place where the little girl lives is the eternal night prison and the blood lake in Fengdu!
"Stop reading!"

There was a shrill scream from inside the iron gate, Wan'er's stature suddenly rose, and she grew into a tall girl at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then quickly hunched down.

At the same time, the braid tied with the red string on her head burst open, and the hair thickened and lengthened rapidly like a branch, and when it fell, it had become a messy white long hair.

After a brief silence, the old woman's old voice trembled, half crying and half laughing: "You little brother is too cruel, I've already forgotten it all, but you just want to remind me!"

Jiao Yulang, who stopped and stood in front of the iron window, seemed to have never heard of it, and continued to chant sutras in his mouth non-stop: "To relieve suffering and perish, burning lamps is the best. The five directions and eight poles, the prison of hell, the land of cathodes, and the realm of long night , the dead soul is imprisoned, and the three lights are not seen."

After reading these few sentences, a sneer appeared on the face of the white-haired and red-clothed old woman: "Yes, yes, I have been in this dark place for too long..."

"Little brother, are you trying to save Wan'er? But I don't even have eyes, no matter how bright the lamp you lit, I can't see it!"

Jiao Yulang still ignored it.

He opened his eyes suddenly, held the torch high with both hands, knelt down respectfully towards the east, touched his forehead to the ground, and kowtowed deeply: "Jishou Qingxuan Lord, Taiyi saves the poor, sit on the nine-headed lion, try to save the lonely soul!"

As soon as the words fell, the torch in his hand suddenly blazed brightly, and even faintly revealed nine colors.

Jiao Yulang stood up abruptly, thrust the torch into the iron window, and then yelled: "The light continues, shining down on Jiuyou, seeing this light, you will be liberated!"

The nine-colored flames formed a beam of light, pouring all of them on the grim-faced old woman.

Puffs of black smoke immediately rose from the bloody clothes on the old woman's body. In addition to the bloody smell, there was also a pungent burnt smell.

"Not enough! Not enough!"

The old woman's sneer became louder: "Little brother, your lamp is really not bright enough! Why don't you... have a look at Wan'er's lamp!"

After finishing the words, the old woman casually threw the half-dead Platinum Mouse aside, and grabbed the bronze candlestick on the table.

At the same time, the bloody clothes on the old woman's body suddenly faded, as if endless viscous blood poured into the candlestick, turning into a blood-red candle only half a finger long.

The blood candle ignited spontaneously without fire, and a little bit of it was as bright as a bean, emitting a faint red light.

But it was such an inconspicuous candlelight that forced away the beam of light from Jiao Yulang's torch, and firmly enveloped the old woman in white clothes and white hair.

The old woman grinned, and showed Jiao Yulang a playful and ferocious smile: "If you want to save me, my little brother, please save me, this lonely lamp that has poured all the blood in my body and condensed my lifelong resentment!"

(End of this chapter)