I have a long pupil

Chapter 14

No, it's too weird here.

Zhang Biao gritted his teeth, jumped onto the statue without saying a word, pulled off the Nuo mask, turned his head and ran away.

As the Nuo face was taken away, the entire temple suddenly rumbled, and the dust of bricks and stones continued to fall.

Li Chenshan also raised his head suddenly, with a strange smile on his paper-like pale face, and black blood flowing out from his facial features and seven orifices...

"roll!"

Zhang Biao shouted angrily, raised his foot and kicked.

Call ~
The wind howled, and the opponent disappeared in an instant.

This time Zhang Biao saw it clearly.

The ghost transformed by Li Chenshan dispersed like a white mist after being struck by him, but a malice and evil thoughts lingered, always lingering behind him.

The back of the brain socket was instantly icy cold.

Zhang Biao has already understood the attack methods of these gadgets, the first thing is to put out the three Yanghuo.

But he didn't bother to answer, because with the collapse of the temple, a creepy feeling rose.

The child, Ah Guang, who was bitten to death by a poisonous snake, seemed to have become extremely excited, with a strange smile on his black face, jumping up and down in the temple, singing non-stop:

"The sky is dark, the night is vast, my mother sewed clothes for me, the stars are dark, and I am heartbroken. Who gave birth to Yekuilang..."

The scene in front of him was so bizarre that Zhang Biao's mind was completely empty, and there was only one thought in his mind:
Must escape!
rumbling...

At the moment when a section of stone beam collapsed, Zhang Biao ran out of the temple gate without looking back, and rushed into the darkness.

Li Chenshan's ghost condensed again, his face was pale and distorted, staring at Zhang Biao's escape direction, and there was only pure hatred in his dark eyes.

However, before he could pursue him, he was suddenly dragged into the darkness by a force...

In the ruined temple, gravel and dust fell, and the little ghost, A Guang, flickered and sang, "It's dark, the night is vast, A Niang sews clothes for me..."

...............

It's so dark, it's hard to tell the four directions.

Zhang Biao ran quickly, his eyes full of anxiety.

After leaving the temple, he lost his way.

Perhaps it was because he had been away from the physical body for too long, he could feel that his spirit was constantly passing away, the surroundings became colder and colder, and even his head was a little numb.

All this is not just an illusion.

In the past, things could be seen within five steps, but now, three steps away, there is darkness and dead silence.

It seems that the fire of the soul is gradually dimming.

Zhang Biao had a premonition that when his vision completely disappeared, he would be trapped in the spirit world forever.

Maybe when the time comes, it will turn into a ghost...

No wonder the eyes of spiritual vision reminded not to step into the spirit world easily.

This is simply not a field he can touch at present!

As he ran, the black mist dissipated, and a stone wall appeared in front of him.

Again!

Zhang Biao's eyes were uncertain.

He moved forward in the direction of his physical body in memory, but for some reason, he was always spinning, and he would always hit the stone wall every time.

That's not the case just now.

Something is at work!

Zhang Biao gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

Everything here is beyond his cognition, the only thing he can do is to stay awake and move on.

But just a few steps away, his complexion changed, and he stopped, his eyes full of astonishment.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Clothed in coarse cloth, short in stature, full of white hair, wrinkled face, as if painted with white paint, dark eyes, without a trace of emotion.

"Grandma Wu?"

Zhang Biao was dumbfounded, and many things became clear in an instant.

No wonder after leaving Tuwan Village, strange things happened again and again, and now he is still deeply trapped in the spirit world, so he was caught up long ago.

Thinking of this, a wave of anger welled up in his heart, Zhang Biao scolded: "I know you are unwilling, but why pester me, do you think good people are easy to deceive!"

However, Grandma Wu still looked the same.

His face was as white as paint, and his black eyes were cold.

Just when Zhang Biao was furious and ready to fight to the death, Grandma Wu's ghost suddenly moved.

His head rattled and twisted in an abnormal way, his left arm slowly rose, and his dry and pale hand pointed in one direction.

In the black pupil, tears of blood flowed again.

Zhang Biao stopped, his eyes were uncertain, then he gritted his teeth and ran towards the direction Grandma Wu pointed.

The other party suddenly pointed the way.

Whether it is good or bad, Zhang Biao doesn't know, but so far, he can only gamble.

After running for a dozen steps, Grandma Wu's ghost appeared again in front of her. She still raised her hand, but pointed in another direction.

Without further ado, Zhang Biao continued to rush into the darkness.

He could feel that this spiritual space was changing, and the darkness was getting darker and colder, as if it was alive, with vicious resentment.

It's something from the Witch Temple just now!
Could it be that he took off the Nuo mask and unintentionally released something?
At this time, Zhang Biao couldn't take care of thinking about it, he could only follow the pointing point of Grandma Wu's ghost and run wildly.

Finally, he saw his physical body.

Still maintaining the previous posture, lying on the ground, breathing still, eyes lost.

However, that little ghost named Ah Guang, at some point, lay on the back of his physical body.

There was a strange smile on his black and purple face.

This guy wants to fuck himself!
"roll!"

Zhang Biao burst into anger, and with this heart energy, he operated the three yang meridians.

puff!puff!puff!
On the top of the head and on the shoulders, three flames suddenly rose, just like last time, erratic, without roots or support.

The yang fire was weak, but it instantly dispelled the severe cold around.

Zhang Biao saw clearly that not only his own soul, but also small flames rose from the shoulders and top of his head.

"what--!"

The face of the little ghost named Ah Guang instantly distorted, and he let out a shrill scream, as if being burned by a flame, he raised his hands suddenly, and was thrown into the darkness again.

As for Zhang Biao, he felt a strong suction coming from his body, and before he could react, his eyes went dark.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and got up.

Inside the cave, everything was quiet.

The brazier was still burning, and the light was uncertain.

Behind him, there are still ruins.

Witch God Temple, Little Ghost A Guang, Grandma Wu...

It was a strange experience just now, like a nightmare.

However, Zhang Biao knew that this was by no means a dream.

He raised his left hand, and the hideous and terrifying bronze mask was brought out!

He didn't feel much before, but now it's like holding a piece of solid ice. Not only is the chill far worse than that of the enchanting mirror, but it's also like a needle prick, making his palm ache.

Zhang Biao had already gained experience, so before he had time to take a closer look, he pulled out a piece of cloth to wrap it, tied it up and held it in his hand.

The chill is still there, but it no longer interferes with movement.

He just looked around.

Li Chenshan had fallen to the ground and was out of breath. Qu Heng and several of his subordinates were breathing weakly, and it seemed that they were still trapped in the spirit world.

A fierce light flashed in Zhang Biao's eyes, he picked up Qu Heng's short halberd, and mercilessly wiped everyone's necks.

The matter is of great importance, and the Yi Chong Society has a lot of influence in the capital, if the news is leaked, it will be a big trouble.

After checking it again to remove traces, he picked up the package and quickly disappeared into the cave.

A few hours later, a carrier pigeon fell from the sky and combed its feathers on the branches outside the cave. Seeing that no one was feeding or replacing the letter paper, it rose into the sky again and headed towards the capital...

...............

The morning light was dim and overcast.

The capital city has been cloudy for several consecutive days, accompanied by a muffled thunder, and finally light rain began to fall.

In the small courtyard of Anzhenfang, Zhang Biao had already got up.

He drank the blood-colored medicine soup in one gulp, and the viscous liquid went down his stomach. After a while, heat flowed up in his stomach.

He didn't bother to put on any clothes, so he was naked from the waist up. He drew out the horizontal knife and jumped into the courtyard.

In an instant, the knife light flickered in the rain.

His muscles swelled, his ribs and tendons fluttered as his wrists flew, the rain curtain was torn into large and small circles, water splashed everywhere, and the knife breath howled.

Soon, the whole person was steaming.

"Hahaha, cheer up!"

After a while, Zhang Biao put the knife back into its sheath, picked up the sea bowl, and drank the rest of the medicine in one gulp.

It has been three days since I returned home.

In the weird spiritual space of the Wushen Temple, although he escaped by chance and got the baby, his spirit was severely damaged, and it took two days to fully recover.

At this moment, a chill appeared in the back of his head again.

On the ground not far away, the rainwater quickly condensed into ice, and a pair of footprints appeared. On the ice, a vague and small shadow was reflected.

"There is no end..."

Zhang Biao underestimated, a little helpless.

During the trip to Tuwan Village, he was followed by the ghost of Grandma Wu and ran back to Yujing City.

Judging from Li Chenshan's performance at the time, once he transformed into a ghost, his thinking would change drastically, as if his memory had been lost and only his obsession remained.

If we say hate, it should be Li Chenshan who died under his hands, but that guy didn't show up to cause trouble.

On the contrary, it was Grandma Wu who clung to her.

Zhang Biao had a vague guess in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Grandma Wu, today is the day that Xiao San beheaded, I will take you there, and fulfill my last wish."

"If you understand, give some hints."

After all, he stared and observed carefully.

It's a pity that after waiting for a long time, the other party still stood there, reluctantly wanting to extinguish the fire on his shoulders.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Biao was also a little annoyed, "I will help you avenge your grievances, and you will help me get out of trouble in the spiritual world. The two are not in debt. If you continue to entangle after today, don't blame Zhang for being ruthless!"

He figured out that ghosts couldn't communicate at all.

If the obsession is still like this, you can only find a way to deal with it, and you can't let ghosts always follow you behind you.

Thinking of this, he strode back into the room, exerted strength on his right leg, jumped up on a stool, and took down a package from the beam.

After opening it, it was the Nuo face.

This thing is only based on feeling, and it is not a trivial matter. I was damaged in the spiritual world before, so I can only suppress my curiosity.

Now that it is restored, I can finally check it with confidence.

With the operation of the eyes of spiritual vision, the feeling of obscurity and sluggishness reappeared, even worse than before.

is good stuff!

Zhang Biao was overjoyed in his heart, gritted his teeth and persisted.

Soon, he felt a little weak in breath, and his eyes turned black.

Finally, a huge amount of information came to mind:
Nuo Mian Jiangliang: (Third Grade Yellow Grade)

1. The bronze mask from ancient times contains powerful power, but its power is weakened due to incompleteness.

2. In the past, there was a great witch who watched the heaven and earth and communicated with ghosts and gods, and stepped on mountains and rivers to drive away severe epidemics.Its method is mysterious, dark and unpredictable, and its tricks are cunning, and it can pass through the heavens.Nuo face is an important magic weapon of shamanism.

3. Wearing this mask on the head can travel through the spiritual world, increase vision, and protect the soul. It needs to be cultivated during the Qi refining period.

4. It hides the secrets of the ancient inheritance, which has caused countless blood and scrambles.

5. Jiangliang Shizun died, and Nuo Mian was longing for the watering of the soul...

(End of this chapter)