Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

The rain covered his face and couldn't open his eyes.

The body that has fallen down countless times is aching.

The clothes that were full of water turned into stones and stuck to the body, cold and heavy.

The archaeological team stumbled in the maze of winding alleys. Wind and rain, night, narrow alleys, and stagnant water all caused them to suffer enough, but they did not dare to stop a little.

hear.

Papa~ papa!

The weird footsteps chased in the dark rain.

The flashlight pointed to the past.

In the gloomy alley, the twisted figure flashed away.

It's a monster.

Monsters are following them, chasing them, teasing them!

And they have only one thought.

run!

Run desperately!

Go through the ruins, drill into the tunnel, and cross the cable bridge.

To be regained.

The unmanned and well-organized houses around were moldy and hairy in the deadly silence-they even panicked and returned to the underground village.

Plunged into a dead end.

An anxious voice: "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What to do? What to do!"

A calm voice: "Don't shout, let's go to the hall."

"Crazy? There are monsters!"

"There are also seals. Monsters inside can't get out, and monsters outside shouldn't get in either."

"Should? Can you guarantee it? You are a gamble!"

"Any choice?"

Two voices were deadlocked, and the third voice sounded from the darkness.

Crunch~squeak.

The cable bridge behind him was shaking, and something was chasing him.

There really is no choice.

Everyone once again rushed towards the depths of the cave and towards the Shentang, chasing all the way and squeezing their bodies. When they arrived at the entrance of the Shentang, their legs trembled, their tinnitus and dizziness, and Xiao Shu fell to the ground. Knocked her knees, but a few men tried their best to drag her over the threshold.

...

A magnificent hall was dug in the belly of the mountain, with huge and hideous gods entrenched in it.

If you say that, the first impression that Shentang gave to everyone was that there was a mysterious and terrifying beauty in the exquisite beauty.

So now, there is only terror.

The exquisite carvings turned into ruins all over the ground, and the head of "Ze Ya Ke" was embedded in the opening of the cave. A circle of weird texture was extruded from the edge of the opening. It made its face even more hideous.

The people hiding inside the hall unconsciously moved a few points outside, and then, Qi Qi turned their eyes to the outside of the door-the monster had already followed.

Five flashlights pointed to the past, not daring to move a bit, as if the light could converge into a wall, blocking the terror that followed outside.

pity.

Delusions are delusions after all.

Maggot-like limbs crawled over the "fleece blanket" woven by mold, and pale and skinny monsters showed their shape in the light.

...

In the increasingly fierce heartbeat of everyone, the monster approached step by step.

But just like the "fleece blanket" spreading all the way to the door of the hall, the monster finally stopped at the door of the hall.

So a short threshold became a natural dividing line.

On one side is the rotting cave, on the other is the ruined shrine.

One is a vicious monster, and the other is a human being unable to wait for the verdict of fate.

After a very long few minutes.

The verdict was issued.

The monster's yellow eyes finally took a look at the "prey", and it actually slowly retreated back into the darkness.

It's gone?

Right bet!

There was no cheering at this moment, only endless exhaustion.

Everyone collapsed in the ruins, stretching their trembling bodies, their wet clothes wrapped in mud and too lazy to shoot, the flashlight rolled all over the floor and didn't want to pick it up, everyone could just gasp for breath.

for a long time.

Professor Shao's voice was hoarse.

"Guangwen?"

"I am here."

"Is your body okay?"

"It's okay. I can't see the way through my glasses. I fell several times and it seems to have twisted my bones."

"Baohua?"

"It's the same, it's okay."

"Brother Wang?"

"It's okay, it's just that people are getting old, and running a few steps feels like a fire in their lungs."

"Xiao Shu?"

No one responded.

Everyone was stunned, hurriedly picked up the flashlight, and pointed to a corner of the hall-Xiao Shu who was originally placed there was nowhere to be seen, but only two blood stains on the ground spread into the depths of the hall-was she attacked? !

Torchlight hurriedly searched for the bloodstain, and caught Xiao Shu's figure at the end of the hall.

She was crawling on the ground, with her arms supporting her body, and moving forward a little bit, the wounds on her knees dragged glaring blood marks on the rough ground.

It turned out not to be attacked.

The people came up with this idea.

next moment.

Xiao Shu had already stood up with the stone wall supported, and in front of him was the only remaining head of Ningyue Ke.

Professor Shao suddenly felt an inexplicable tremor.

"Xiao Shu! It's dangerous over there, don't move!"

Xiao Shu seemed to hear the words, but didn't follow his instructions, just turned his head.

The light shone on her face, pale as thin paper.

At this moment.

There was no pity on her face when she returned from a rainy night, nor the panic and panic when she ran desperately. Some of her face was just a kind of woodiness, a kind of woodiness like a puppet with a thread.

This kind of stupidity passed through Professor Shao's mind like a bolt of lightning.

He inexplicably remembered that the cable bridge in the underground cave should have been destroyed by himself, why... a burst of exclamation interrupted his thinking.

Look up.

Xiao Shu at the end of the hall held a sharp stone against his neck.

Suddenly.

Professor Shao thought he had gone back a few days ago, back to the day Xiao Shu first tried to commit suicide.

However, this time, none of Li Changan could fall from the sky, and Xiao Shu finally finished what had not been done, and she slit her throat open.

The blood was sprayed, blurring the blood charm on the forehead.

Click~

Something shattered in the dark.

Something is spreading in the darkness.

…………

Li Changan's sweat stood in horror.

For a moment.

As if something cold crawled across his neck.

As a cultivator, he understands that this is a warning from Spiritual Enlightenment.

He clenched the yellow talisman in his hand.

Calmly looked around.

In the front is a monster that was nailed to death waiting to be burned. On the left is a few slumped stone walls, and on the right is a small collapsed courtyard. Behind it is a deep curved alley.

What will it be?

Listen carefully.

There seems to be a little more noise in the wind and rain.

The voice was low and nuanced, mixed into the wind and rain, omnipresent, vague and like babbling, as if every stone, every gust of wind, every drop of rain was whispering to each other, as if the whole village was whispering.

Do not!

Li Changan is alert.

No matter how ruined the village is, it is just a dead thing. How can the dead make a sound?

Concentrate and get rid of distracting thoughts.

Listen carefully, the sound source certainly comes from all directions, but it is strong and weak.

And the strongest one... the flashlight pointed forward, and the iron knife painted with runes was left alone on the stone slab, and the monster was nowhere to be seen.

Divine power has failed? !

Without waiting to think about it, I caught a glimpse from the corner of my eye.

A group of shadows came quietly by the wind.

It is the disappearing monster!

Li Changan immediately raised his arm to cover its neck to block the bite, before it swooped with a pair of strange wings...

"The wind is coming!"

The squally wind rose suddenly, engulfing the rain, and suddenly it was like a big river rushing.

The monsters flew out together with the stagnant water, broken bricks and shingles, sand, gravel and mud, and penetrated into the alley.

Pressing the wind and rain, Li Changan sprinkled a few talismans in his hand.

Boom~

The fire scorched the sky, burning the monster to ashes, and also briefly dispelled the night.

Li Changan finally found out where the sound came from.

On a certain wall, the mildew spots flowed from the cracks in the stone like grease oozing, and then spread out densely dense nematode-like hyphae, colorful, swaying in the miserable wind and rain.

It turned out that the sound was mold spreading and growing wantonly.

On every wall, every beam, every crevice, also... where Li Changan lowered his head, and just before his arm touched the monster, mildew spots appeared, and clusters of hyphae grew.

It seems that the gaze of the Taoist priest has been sensed.

The mycelium squirmed and quickly woven into a pale and thin face.

Immeasurable Tianzun.

What the **** is this? !