Otherworldly Merchant

“You two have a lot of nerve coming in here. Do you know who this is?” The old man asked, pointing to the skeleton opposite his fingertips.

I was not so scared when I saw that there was no retreat, but I was not so scared. I said out loud: "Yes, this is the dream of the Yin Buddhist Master Kaiyama. ”

“Kind of insightful.” The old man snorted cold and turned his fingers under his feet: “So what is this place? ”

“Naturally, it's his grave.” I replied.

“Grave, have you ever seen a grave like this? It's called the Buddhist Ghost Array.” The old man said with disdain.

“Buddhist Ghost Array?” I've never heard that name before, and it's confusing.

“In fact, the whole underground is a great array, and you have been there since the moment you stepped into the gates of the five lines of heaven. ”

“See that white bone outside the door? They were all ghostly followers, and after building this great battle, all voluntarily gave blood, the blood pool outside the lotus table, which had always connected his heart.” The old man pointed to the jade tube stuck in the skull and went on to say: “It can also be said that he has not died, sitting quietly in the line, waiting for you unknown intruders. ”

“I'm sure you must have felt the power of those strange sounds. I'm telling you, that's his heartbeat. ”

“One shock, two souls, three bones, four dead, five broken minds, six free sounds, seven ghosts. And whoever hears the seven beats of his heart, he will surely become one of his devils. ”

“In fact, his heartbeat, every sound, is lethal enough. It just depends on the degree to which each person can tolerate it differently. And even if you have the ability, as long as you haven't done it, you'll never make it to the next level. If you don't know anything about it, you dare to barge in. I'm so tired of living! ”

I was shocked to hear him say that.

Before and when Han Lao Liu entered the valley, it was truly like from the bottom of my heart, extremely shocking to hear the sound.

After hearing noises on the top of the Stone Statue Ghost Mountain, hallucinations arose. If Han Lao Liu hadn't pulled me off in time and drank me green liquid, I would have lost my mind by then.

The sound of the snow peak is even more painful, like a hundred pins of heart.

In the mirror labyrinth, I have been lying on the brink of life and death, obsessed with the darkness, if it weren't for the T-shirt man's cry to call me back, I would certainly die.

“I didn't want to bother you. However, this person is old, always a little nostalgic, I smell Zhang Yaoyang from your blood smell, violently remembering what happened in the tomb of Yu Wang. ”

“Though he fought me, he was forced by the situation. And it was fate to finally escape with me!” The old man seemed to remember a very long time ago, half-witted his eyes and whispered.

“This sway has been around for decades, and I didn't expect him to get in front of me. When this accident met his descendants here, his heart was soft and he left a door...” In his words, I also thought about it.

The Black Lotus Gate at the end of the Buddha's corridor was indeed forbidden by him and was not completely closed.

Otherwise, me and the T-shirt man - there's no time to crack it, and even if they don't kill Winter Old and Ugly Wong, they're bound to be powdered by the flames of the oil explosion.

In that case, he is our savior.

Besides, I probably wouldn't have been able to wake up the T-shirt guy until now if he hadn't let that little girl pass the word.

“Thank you, Senior!” I took a step forward and bowed very sincerely to the old man.

“Don't thank me, thank your grandfather if you want to! That's what I wish for in the past. ”

“However, whether you can get out alive or not and how long you can live, it's up to you, and I'm too lazy to care.” After that, the old man slowly closed his eyes.

He's obviously not going to kill us or help us.

The T-shirt man's face changed and he punched the old man: “With all due respect, are you a gray dove? ”

“Oh?” said the old man, suddenly opening his eyes, surprisingly turning his head and taking a fresh look at the T-shirt. “Don't tell me now, even back then, I'm afraid not many people knew my name. Where did you hear that? ”

The T-shirt man said with great respect: “Back to my predecessor, when I was passing through Lulan Ancient Country, I had the good fortune to make up an old lady. She was already confused. She kept talking about the past. She said her name was White Carved...”

“How is she now?” The old man waved his big sleeve and interrupted the T-shirt man suddenly, shouting.

“She... has passed away immortally. The days before her death, she kept talking about gray doves, gray doves...”

Hit it!

The old man's arm holding onto the roots of the black tree fell helplessly. The roots of the tree hit the floor, smashing a three-finger crack on the Red Lotus platform.

“She said that you had retrieved one of the most beautiful snowflakes from Everest; she said that you had brought her back one of the brightest phoenix from the tomb of King Yu..." The T-shirt man said as he stepped forward on the Red Lotus steps.

“You carried her across the Milisa Sea, you held her across the snowy fields, and you continued her life with your own blood...”

The T-shirt man said, crossing the lotus stage, getting closer and closer to the old man.

The old man seemed to recall something extremely sad, trembling all over his body, slightly closing his eyes, as if he was trying very hard to control himself and prevent tears from coming out.

Suddenly, the T-shirt man waved his hand and smashed it on the old man's spiritual lid.

“Ah!" the old man shouted out a bite of blood and hit the T-shirt man's chest with a cane.

The T-shirt man flew out far away, hit the stone wall opposite him, and then fell to the ground again!

What the hell is going on? I was stunned by this mutation.