Otherworldly Merchant

When I think of the tail jade deeper ahead, I don't worry too much anymore. I jump straight up and step on the stone shoots that reveal the ground.

Knock!

Just 20 meters out, the ears suddenly burst into a crack.

I hurriedly stopped and turned my head. Not far ahead, a stone statue suddenly cracked a gap and the puffy crushed stone powder fell.

The stone looks like an animal, because its head twists to the side, and it's a little confusing, what is it? But from the shape of the limbs, this should be a wolf or a fox.

“Fox? ”

I was suddenly shocked and I had no time to stop and keep running.

This hell-shaped corridor is two or three hundred meters long, with a big black painted stone door at the end.

The stone doors are filled with sculptures that are both ancient and bizarre, as if they were some sort of ancient hieroglyphic writing.

The stone door is hidden, it is extremely dark, only a little weak as a candle fire!

I slowly approached the past and looked inside through the gap.

The space inside the door is still stunning, with three vast and magnificent stone platforms built on the slopes, with a bloody red step leading straight to the top and a statue standing on either side of the steps.

Unlike those horrible, scary stone statues out there, the stone statues here are the size of ordinary people, and they are no different from ordinary people in appearance and form.

The statues all stood down with a small oil lamp on their heads, and the faint light of the road shining through the door stitches was born.

The shadow at the top seems to be flashing enough, but it's just too far away, and some of it isn't very real.

The gap between the stone gates was narrow, and I pushed it slightly larger, squeezing in.

This hall is huge and empty, and there's nothing to hide it from, so I'm not hiding anymore, so I just walk right up the door.

Step by step, as I rushed, the images on the third level became clearer!

On the top floor, seven or eight old monks sat beside each other, standing in the middle of a skinny old monk, holding a knife to shave.

Kneel straight in front of him in a familiar figure.

That's... Little Tail Jade!

“Tail ball!” I screamed and looked angrily.

A strand of blue silk floats!

Tail Jade didn't seem to hear my cry. The old monk wasn't affected in any way. He scraped it down one by one, and a large piece of hair drowned.

Just as I approached her three steps away, a sudden golden light appeared in front of her, like a barrier covering the scene in front of me, which made me incredible.

“Tail ball!” I shouted out loudly and pushed forward, but the barrier was like a wave of water. Except for a slight fluctuation, there was no change, and the situation inside remained the same.

Seven or eight old monks sat with their eyes closed and their tail jade backs held still against me. The old monk had an orderly knife after knife and quickly scraped her into a small bald head.

“The bald donkey wants to die.” I suddenly cast a charm.

The golden light flashed and the ripples trembled suddenly.

Pfft!

The tail jade spit out a bite of blood.

“Break it!” I drank loudly and gave almost 80% of my strength.

The little body of the tail ball leaned forward suddenly, as if it had been knocked down by something, struggling hard to climb again.

I was anxious to move on.

“Amitabha Buddha!” At this moment, an old monk closest to me proclaimed the Buddha and opened his eyes and asked: "Master, why don't you stop? Do you want to kill her? ”

After he said this, I stopped immediately, which made me realize that the tail jade injury seemed to be caused by me!

Throw out the thunderbolt, she threw up blood.

When she mobilizes her spiritual power, she becomes a little impatient.

If I step out with this foot again, what harm could it do to her?

I was just so desperate to break through the barrier and save Tail Jade, I didn't even think about it that much.

I immediately regretted it, but didn't dare to slam it again. I hurried back a few steps, then pulled out an invisible needle and pulled out the cork with my other hand.

Spirituality poured down, and the cork suddenly turned into a wooden cane, shouting to the monk: "Bald donkey, let her go! If I hurt her once more, I will slaughter the entire White Horse Temple, men, women and children, one by one. ”

The old monk glanced at me and said unnervingly: “I fear the Lord is misunderstanding. If I really want to hurt her, why should I wait? The Holocaust is coming, and all demons are wiped out. This spiritual fox has many lives already. If it hadn't happened to meet us, he would have perished. ”

“It was only to see her born from the demonic fox's wreck, but with good intentions, that the shaving method was used to block the great robbery for her. If the benefactor behaves in a strong manner, I fear she will be injured in reverse. ”

“What holocaust, can you turn her into a nun and get away with it?” I yelled out loud: “Don't worry about it! Give her back to me. I'll protect her! Whatever disaster happens, I'll fight for her. ”

The old monk looked at me like an idiot: "Do you want to fight? Do you have any idea how the Holocaust will be brought to rest, how the demon's head in the depths of will be eliminated, and what is your mission? By then, this fox will be famous. What will you do? ”

This succession of big, stunning questions prompted me to wonder how to answer them.

At this time, the slender monk dressed in a shawl did not know where to get a long incense and was lighting a scar on the tail jade.

I couldn't care less to argue with the old monk, shouting at the tail jade in the barrier: “Tail jade! I'm here to pick you up. I'm your Kowloon brother!” Tail jade.

Tail Jade still didn't seem to hear me. He didn't even look at me. He even kowtowed a few heads at the old monk. Then he lifted his hands and took over the wooden fish that the old monk had handed over, knocking again and again.

When!

Dang!

And every time, it was as if it had fallen into my heart.

“Tail ball!” I was extremely unwilling to rip my heart out and scream.

“The heartbeat is heartbroken, and the law is dead.” The old monk sitting next to the barrier continues to advise me: "As the son of destiny, you must focus on the big picture! I won't have to tell you how little I think about it compared to the devastation of the world! Otherwise, how can you deal with those who sacrifice themselves, silently and even consecutively, in order for you to accomplish your ultimate mission, without saying that the world is devastated? ”

It was like a weighing hammer that woke me up.

But I was still a little uncomfortable with the tail jade, and asked carefully: "So... will that tail jade be here for the rest of my life? ”