Demon Lord Rescue Plan [Transmigration Book]

Qiu Yilin let go of Gu Xiangyang, and ran his slender, white fingers across the red marks on his neck. Although it was a very simple movement, he did it with a particularly sensual look.

"It's okay, Yangyang, you didn't use much effort." Qiu Yilin raised the corner of his mouth, "It just left some slight marks, and it didn't bite the skin."

Gu Xiangyang reached out and touched his cheeks, which were already a little bit sour. He was very puzzled, did he use any strength? Why did he feel that he was already using a lot of strength? He would not feel this way when he gnawed on a large bowl of bones. Seeing that Qiu Yilin's neck really didn't have any injuries: "Brother Lin, what method did you use to protect your neck? My strength can't be so weak, so I just left this little..."

"What is so little?" Qiu Yilin pulled the zipper to the highest, covered the red marks, and teased, "What is so little, why didn't Yang Yang continue talking?"

"Everyone, take a look at how the people around you are doing. Are there any wounded who need urgent treatment?" Hu Quan's voice came from not far away.

This just solved Gu Xiangyang's dilemma. He pointed behind him and whispered: "Brother Lin, I'll go and have a look at the back." Before Qiu Yilin could answer, he had already walked away.

Others were not as lucky as Qiu Yilin. The person who was following Fu Chang had already had half of his face, one arm and half of his crotch eaten off. The narrow road was covered with blood. Tianshi, he also has obvious bite marks on his shoulder.

Seeing such a bloody scene, Gu Xiangyang's face turned pale, but he still insisted on observing the face of the injured celestial master. Although it was a little pale, it was slowly returning to rosy, and there was no sign of life-threatening. I believe he will be able to stand up and join the battle soon. Team up.

Qiu Yilin didn't know when he stood behind him, and said softly, "Did you say that the man on the ground was bitten to death by a hungry ghost, or..." He gestured to Gu Xiangyang to look at the scarlet lips of the injured celestial master with his eyes, thinking of what he wanted to express The meaning couldn't be clearer.

Fu Chang walked behind Qiu Yilin at some point and said, "The wounds on the arms and crotch of the corpse are black, but the wounds on the face are of normal color, which means that only the wounds on the face were caused by humans. He obviously died of After the hungry ghost. However, there is no point in worrying about these now."

Gu Xiangyang turned his face away, saw that all the pictures of hungry ghosts on the wall had disappeared, and only a few patches of moss were scattered here and there. This kind of camouflage method? Doesn’t it mean that after becoming a hungry ghost, the only thing in the mind is appetite, and there is no room for other things?”

Qiu Yilin didn't answer directly, but asked: "Do you still remember the feeling when you were confused?"

"I was suddenly very hungry and wanted to eat." Gu Xiangyang tried hard to recall: "But compared to food, I wanted to bite people more at that time, and people were more attractive. The rest is nothing."

Qiu Yilin said: "There are many types of hungry ghosts. They have throats the size of a pinhead, and all the food they eat turns into lava. They can only eat Taoist food or family offerings, so it is impossible to eat human flesh."

"Those cannibal hungry ghosts, human spirit hungry ghosts, etc. should be imprisoned in the painted walls of the ghost world, and they will never be reborn."

Gu Xiangyang: "So these cannibals and hungry ghosts came up from the ghost world and hid in the sky?"

Fu Chang: "It is possible that the long-term imprisonment of the painted walls has made them used to hiding on the painted walls. It is also possible that they were born in a ray of sky, and some kind of will here forced them to hide on the painted walls."

"Some kind of will? Does the ghost emperor's heart still have some instinctive reaction, remembering to imprison the hungry ghost on the mural?" Gu Xiangyang murmured.

"It might be like this. After all, it's the ghost emperor's heart. Hundreds of years have passed, and it's not a big deal to become a spirit." Qiu Yilin joked while rubbing his chin.

For a moment, the faces of the three people who all knew the truth were a little strange.

The corpses were all burned into ashes by the talisman paper, packed in a black brocade bag, kept by the people around them, and let the living take it back to the family of the deceased.

After a short rest, the light in the sky became darker and darker, until people had to light the talisman paper to illuminate it.

The temperature was getting lower and lower, Gu Xiangyang took the charm that Qiu Yilin handed over and stuck it on the inside of his jacket, and he felt better.

The team moves on again...

From entering Yixiantian to now, the team has been walking for several hours, and finally the road ahead is getting wider and wider. It can only accommodate one person to walk, and there is no problem for five people to walk side by side.

Now the entrance to the Tomb of the Ghost King is quite conspicuous.

Hu Quan walked in the front of the team, using talisman paper to illuminate the front. The place they were in was a small square. There were no rocks under their feet, but bluestones, on which there were one after another blood-colored circles.Suddenly, the four feet of the square ignited raging fireworks, making the atmosphere even more gloomy and creepy.

When everyone approached the gate, a majestic and decadent atmosphere rushed towards them, mixed with the suffocating smell of blood.

Along the way, the ghost emperor's tomb really cost money, could it be arranged by the person who finally sealed the ghost emperor's heart?Gu Xiangyang sighed secretly.

Although we reached the door, it was not so easy to enter.

This door has been closed for hundreds of years, and there is an unknown amount of deadly poisonous gas buried inside. Although the celestial master's physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary people, he can't just break in blindly like this.

Hu Quan led the clan to burn medicinal herbs at the four corners of the square to drive away evil spirits, and placed Yufeng arrays in the airways of the cemetery.To deal with an imperial-level tomb like the Tomb of the Ghost Emperor, it should have been smoked for 81 days, but the matter was urgent, and I didn't want the old guide to really think they were dead, so he brought a group of people up the mountain to collect the corpses.At dawn, they will open the door and explore inside.

The gate is made of a huge blue stone, with four ferocious ghosts carved on the four corners, which makes people feel chills when they look at it.

Gu Xiangyang was carefully observing the gate when a greeting came.

The celestial master who was behind them with bite marks on his shoulder greeted displeasedly: "Hey, that young man, why are you just standing there in a daze and not seeing that others are busy setting up tents? People, come and help me."

Qiu Yilin didn't know when he had already set up the tent, walked behind Gu Xiangyang, and held him in his arms: "Don't look, we'd better go to bed early and get up early tomorrow..."

When the master saw Qiu Yilin's figure that day, he immediately turned around and set up the tent by himself. The injury on his shoulder was actually not a serious problem after being healed by the magic spell. He just wanted to find a coolie to help set up the tent. Changyan called the most annoying thing.

Seeing that his hands and feet were nimble, Gu Xiangyang didn't step forward to help, but retreated from Qiu Yilin's arms and walked into the tent.

The corners of Qiu Yilin's lips curled up, the seemingly dull little guy finally noticed it, he followed behind Gu Xiangyang, and also entered the tent.

Walking into the tent, the first thing Gu Xiangyang saw was Fatty Lan's big face, he was looking at Gu Xiangyang with a wide mouth and a smile, didn't he, why didn't he notice that brother Lin brought the quilt from home?Or bought the same one?

Gu Xiangyang squatted down and sniffed carefully, a fresh apple fragrance came to his nostrils, it was really the smell of laundry detergent commonly used at home.

Qiu Yilin opened the door of the tent and walked in: "This is the quilt you often use at home, so you won't suffer from insomnia."

Gu Xiangyang held a corner of the quilt in one hand, and looked up at Qiu Yilin at the same time—is it really possible to do this?What to do, thinking of Qiu Yilin folding the quilt for him with a serious face, and stuffing it into the storage bag, makes me want to laugh.

Gu Xiangyang's sleep quality has always been very good, and he can fall asleep as soon as he touches the pillow.But today, even though Qiu Yilin brought the quilt from home, he tossed and turned for a long time, but still couldn't fall asleep.With such a big person baking pies by his side, of course Qiu Yilin couldn't sleep.

After a while, Qiu Yilin asked knowingly: "Yangyang, are you asleep?"

Gu Xiangyang knew that if there was such a person moving around when he wanted to sleep, he would have stood up and suppressed this person long ago, how could he bear it for so long.

If you can't sleep, it's good to have someone to chat with. Gu Xiangyang felt a little more relaxed, and answered a little happily: "I can't sleep."

"What?" Qiu Yilin turned to hold Gu Xiangyang in his arms, "Are you nervous? Or scared?"

Gu Xiangyang leaned into his arms, and let out a breath: "Everyone here has their own ghosts, and I don't know what's going on inside the gate, and whether there will be a few more people killed or injured..."

Gu Xiangyang was so disturbed by all kinds of thoughts that he couldn't fall asleep at all, and the tragic situation of the hungry ghosts today also appeared in his mind from time to time.

After all, he was still a young adult, so Qiu Yilin patted Gu Xiangyang's back lightly, as if coaxing a child, "It must be very dangerous inside, even if you have me and Fu Chang protecting you, you might lose your life , or you can stay here with a few people..."

stay here?How can it be?He followed for the sake of the ghost emperor's heart, now that he has reached the gate, there is no reason to stop here.

Before Qiu Yilin finished speaking, Gu Xiangyang hurriedly said: "I've come here, the preparations before going in will be in vain, and..." He said softly: "You are not by my side, I am afraid..."

After Gu Xiangyang finished speaking, he almost couldn't help the nausea in his stomach. He didn't expect that there would be a day for him to talk like this. In order to survive to the end of the novel, he paid too much.

A smile appeared in Qiu Yilin's eyes, and he was no longer funny, "That's right, then follow us in, this kind of scene can't be easily missed."

Not wanting to make any further troubles, Gu Xiangyang turned over and returned to his seat, covered his head with a quilt, "I'm really asleep, good night!"

Qiu Yilin lowered his voice, and patted him on the shoulder through the quilt: "Don't worry, after today is over, there will be no twists and turns."

Covered with a quilt full of apple fragrance, Gu Xiangyang felt that there was something wrong with this sentence.It's just that sleepiness has prevailed, and he has no other energy to worry about these things.

The chill in the sky is thick, and the bluestone slabs are like ice cubes. Few people can sleep well.

Early the next morning, Hu Quan asked someone to boil a pot of hot soup with a few delicious soft breads. The celestial masters had already experienced a lot of these things, and they ate without changing their expressions.However, Gu Xiangyang only drank a few sips of hot soup, rarely eating much.

Everyone had enough food and drink, and walked into the gate in the morning light.