Grandpa

"Senior, the front is the Liujiazhuang where the accident happened before."

He Wei pointed to a place covered in blood on the mountainside not far away, with a solemn expression on his face.

"Okay." He Chongzi nodded slightly, turned his head to meet more than forty pairs of firm eyes, all the depression in his chest dissipated, and said in a vibrating voice: "My fellow Taoists!"

He paused, calmed down, with a determined expression on his face: "Let's go—"

However, He Wei could clearly hear the taste of being generous to die. He felt a choke in his throat, watching these masters who were usually arrogant or eccentric disappear into the dense forest one by one, his chest was instantly filled with bitterness and emotion. .

He could only say silently in his heart: You must come back safely!

Here, He Chongzi and others scattered around and slowly approached the entrance of Liujiazhuang Village. The strong smell of blood mixed with a faint smell of rancidity came to the face, and a dog barking was faintly heard.

Shao Yunqu frowned, and the sound of the dog barking was getting closer and closer. Immediately afterwards, he saw more than a dozen wild dogs running out of the village's main road dragging something in twos and threes.

The masters present had good eyesight, and they could see clearly at a glance that what these wild dogs were dragging were broken corpses, and they all gasped in unison.

Seeing the approaching person, the wild dogs stopped far away, frightened by the cold aura of the masters present, the wild dogs bared their teeth, the hairs on their backs stood upright, they confronted each other for seven or eight seconds, and couldn't care less Mouth rations, and fled.

"Go in and have a look—" He Chongzi said in a deep voice.

After entering the village, I found that there were ruins everywhere, and there were many traces of artillery fire covering them.

There were dried and blackened bloodstains all over the front and back of the house, but few complete corpses could hardly be seen.

Then I heard Ge Daochang gritted his teeth and said: "When I was traveling around the world, I accidentally heard that there were seven special teams of supernatural beings managed by the Intelligence Bureau of the country M. One of the teams had an atavistic orangutan. It is three stories high and likes to eat people."

In this way, it is conceivable why the corpses of the villagers in Liujiazhuang disappeared.

"Bastard—" I don't know who cursed viciously.

There was a dead silence all around.

Living Buddha Zeji put his hands together and silently recited the Mantra of Rebirth.

After three or four minutes, only palm-sized white light spots slowly rose from the ground, and they circled around He Chongzi and his group, as if they were begging for something.

Master Xu Chengzi gritted his teeth, and there was an uncontrollable anger in his eyes, like an enraged lion, "Don't worry, I won't avenge this revenge, I swear I won't be human."

Hearing his promise, hundreds of light groups finally let go of their obsessions and sank into the ground one by one.

He Chongzi's piercing eyes fell on the Taibai Mountain shrouded in dark clouds in the distance, he held back for a while, and finally said: "Go—"

……

On the top of Taibai Mountain, Yang Zhao was sitting in a wheelchair with a thick blanket covering his legs.

Just on the ridge tens of meters away from him, a huge scaffolding was set up on a badminton court-sized pothole. Accompanied by the ear-piercing roar of the machine running, baskets of new soil were brought up from the ground , fell under a cliff not far away.

Davis Miller came over with two cups of coffee, and then handed one of them to Yang Zhao, his face was full of excitement, "Come on, Master Yang, have a taste of my Geisha coffee, produced in Emerald Manor in Baguo, It was a gift given to me by the President of Pakistan when he visited M country."

Yang Zhao took a sip in shame, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Miller, if I were you, I wouldn't follow here. There is an old saying in Huaguo that a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall."

Miller shook his head: "Master Yang's words are very reasonable, but as the director of the M country's intelligence agency, I really can't justify such an important operation if I am not present. The most important thing is, if you can witness Master Yang with your own eyes To ignite the fuse of the demise of the Hua Kingdom, it is nothing to take a risk."

"And I believe that with Master Yang in charge, this operation will definitely be successful, so of course my personal safety will be guaranteed, right?"

Miller had a smile on his face. Of course he would not say that the reason why he came here was because the Congress was always wary of Yang Zhao, and he was worried about handing over the six teams of supernatural beings to Yang Zhao. They were not from my family. The reason that one’s heart must be different is not only understood by people from the Hua Kingdom; secondly, as he said, if the plan is successful, it is of course not a problem for him to get out of the way, but if the plan fails, it is equivalent to the 23 years of the M country. All the hard work has been put into it, and as the current person in charge of the project, even if he is not on the scene, he will definitely not be able to escape a death sentence.

Yang Zhao chuckled and did not refute.

At this moment, cheers suddenly came from the entrance of the pothole not far away, followed by a middle-aged man with an East Asian face trotting over holding something. Panting: "Yang, Master Yang——"

Yang Zhao looked into his hand, only to see that he was holding a small handful of golden sand. There were five halos of different colors faintly on the edge of the sand, like a heavy wheel around the sun. Set in a circle, thick and light, shallow and deep, bright and dazzling.

Yang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief: "That's it."

His half-carrying heart finally settled down, and his eyes sparkled: "Since I dug up the dragon sand, it means that my guess is really good, and this is where the real dragon's lair is."

Miller's heart was beating non-stop, and he couldn't wait: "Master Yang, then can we cast spells immediately?"

Satisfied, Yang Zhaozhi was about to speak, but in the next second, he seemed to sense something, and looked down the mountain through Miller.

"What's wrong?" Miller followed his gaze subconsciously.

After a while, Yang Zhao came back to his senses, and said flatly, "I didn't expect that group of old men to come so fast."

"What?" Miller said as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Yang Zhao turned to look at the middle-aged man in Tang suit next to him: "Let's start building the altar."

"Yes." The middle-aged man in Tang suit said respectfully, turned around and ran towards the direction of the pothole.

Only then did Yang Zhao turn to look at Miller: "Don't worry, Mr. Miller, everything is under my control. Now please arrange all your subordinates to the mountainside. Once those Huaguo monks are broken, I will arrange them on the mountainside." Let them entangle the formation under their feet immediately, and hold them back no matter what."

Yang Zhao's heart was surging, but he didn't show it on his face. He just said in a deep voice, "As long as you give me three hours, the plan will be mostly successful."

Miller came back to his senses, immediately took the headset from the assistant, chatted a lot, and finally looked at Yang Zhao, raised the coffee cup in his hand, with a decent smile on his face: "Since there are Master Yang is in charge, so I will go back to the camp first, and we will wait for the good news from Master Yang there."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and drank the coffee in the coffee cup. Without waiting for Yang Zhao's answer, he hurried towards the camp in the shade of the mountain with his assistant.

Yang Zhao sneered, ignored him, closed his eyes, but his thoughts slowly drifted into the distance.

……

But after a while, the sun disappeared, the dark clouds gradually gathered, and the sky slowly began to drizzle.

"Stop." He Chongzi, who was walking at the forefront, seemed to have noticed something, he raised his right hand and shouted loudly.

Everyone stopped in unison.

He Chongzi looked around for a while, held the whisk in his hand to emptiness, as if he had touched something, ripples appeared in front of the handle of the whisk, and he fainted.

Seeing this scene, He Chongzi withdrew his fly whisk, tentatively probing forward, his palm passed through the void in an instant, before he could recover, a strong attraction suddenly came from the other end of the void, sucking him in directly .

"What's going on?" A big living person just disappeared in front of his eyes, and a cry of surprise came from behind Shao Yunqu.

The Patriarch of the Shi Family and the others also looked wary. They looked at each other, and Master Xu Chengzi said in a deep voice, "This must be the formation laid down by Yang Zhao, but if we want to reach the top of Taibai Mountain, we really have to go through it." Just do it."

"Master Xu Chengzi is right." After saying that, Tulku Zeji also stretched out his hand.

With these seniors able to take the lead, others will naturally follow.

In an instant, the world was spinning, Shao Yun went to recover, and when he looked again, he and others were in a large hall, and there was a loud creaking sound behind him, and the door of the hall slowly closed.

Everyone's eyes instantly fell on the two stone gates directly in front of them.

On the left side of the stone gate is written "the gate of life", and on the right side is written "the gate of death".

"Senior, do you see?" Everyone looked at He Chongzi in unison.

He Chongzi frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "I can't figure out what kind of trick Yang Zhao is playing now. Why don't we just split into two, and Grandpa Wei and I will bring half of the people into the gate of life. Master Shi and Living Buddha Zeji brought the other half into the gate of death, what do you think?"

Ge Daoren nodded: "It's indeed a good idea."

"Yes." The others also agreed.

After splitting into teams, Shao Yun went and Wei Xiuluo followed behind the Patriarch of the Shi family and opened the door of death.

As soon as I entered, the place where I saw was pitch black, and there was a pungent smell in the air, like sulfur, accompanied by a sweet and salty smell.

Seeing this, Living Buddha Zeji immediately took off the string of beads around his neck, untied one hundred and eight beads the size of peanuts, and threw them around.

The moment these Buddhist beads fell to the ground, golden lights shot up from the ground, illuminating the entire space in an instant.

Surrounded by black mist, there are nine Fatais around. There are stone pillars standing on the Fatai. There are three big characters of 'Zhenxiantai', 'Hezhangtai', 'Kongzuotai', 'Kongjintai' and 'Suimentai'.

"What is this?" The monk who didn't understand the formation was at a loss.

"Slaying Dragon Formation." Master Xu Chengzi, Shao Yunqu, etc. who were proficient in formation techniques all turned pale with shock.

At this moment, along with humming sounds, black iron chains rose from the ground, firmly imprisoning the stone pillars, and the black mist lingering around the stone pillars gradually turned blood-colored.