Chapter 118 Ba Hui

After carefully checking the temples, Li Huowang walked back to the mountain trail.

Li Huowang touched the head of the steamed bun with his hand, pursed his lips and continued to move forward without saying a word.

It seemed that the Nestorian cross temples were very densely built, and Li Huowang soon discovered another one.

The cross temple here is obviously more complete, at least Gushen's head has not disappeared.

Gushen's head is a charred head, which seems to have been burned by flames.

But this head was carved with an expression of intense jealousy and extreme longing.

It stared at the eyeballs that had turned into two charred coals, and looked straight up at the top of the temple.

Li Huowang's gaze also followed upwards, and he saw a group of things made up of various colors and shapes above the temple.

Judging from the demeanor of this statue, it seems that it is extremely eager for the murals painted on the top of the temple, but Li Huowang cannot understand what those things are for the time being.

"Woo~ woof! Woof woof woof!!" Steamed Bun's barking made Li Huowang's body tense up instantly.

He quickly turned around and looked in the direction of Mantou's grinning teeth.

It was a side door, and the light from outside the temple could not penetrate inside, making the entire side door dark.

In the darkness he saw large gray robes.

Li Huowang learned from the nun that most of the Nestorian people wore robes to cover up their injuries.

It's just that he only sees the lower body now, and can't see the upper body.

Sensing something was wrong, Li Huowang immediately took out the human skin letter given to him by Master Jingxin and threw it into the darkness.

"I'm Qingfeng Guan Xuanyang. If there's an emergency, I came here to ask for help!"

Li Huowang announced his home to the robe in the darkness, but there was no response from the robe.

Just when Li Huowang was wondering whether this thing was a living person, the robe came out of the darkness.

The first time he saw this man, Li Huowang knew that he was a Nestorian, because his scarred face had no skin at all.

As the nuns at Anci'an said, Nestorians wear large robes and tall hats.

The hat was very big, covering his eyes and nose. The only information left to Li Huowang was the bloody flesh exposed on his chin.

Li Huowang swallowed and looked at the person in front of him very warily.

"It seems pretty good so far. At least these people didn't take action immediately after seeing that I was Xinsu."

Li Huowang glanced at the other party's bulging hands retracted into his sleeves, and calmly stated what he wanted again.

The other party still didn't give Li Huowang any response, but he clearly understood Li Huowang's intention.

He turned around silently and walked towards the outside of the Cross Temple.

Li Huowang took a deep breath and followed with an uneasy mood.

Following this man, Li Huowang gradually went deep into the mountains.

Looking at the loose robe of the man in front of him, he had a doubt in his mind.

Isn’t it said that "Da Qian Lu" is a Nestorian thing? Why didn't I see him wearing it? Could it be hidden in his robe?

Along with this question, Li Huowang went deeper and deeper, and from time to time he would meet other Nestorian people.

These people were all dressed the same. When they saw Li Huowang for the first time, they would stare at him with their eyes covered by high hats.

The unusual environment made Mantou feel scared. He lowered his head and retracted his tail, almost following Li Huowang's hem.

Under the gaze of these people, a gourd-shaped cave finally appeared in front of Li Huowang.

Seeing the cave, Li Huowang couldn't help but think of some bad things. He hated caves.

The inside of the cave was not as dark as the Qingfeng Temple, but was very bright.

A handful of crackling torches illuminated the entire cave extremely brightly.

Too many torches even raised the temperature inside the cave, making Li Huowang feel a little hot in his heart.

Thinking of the flames on the previous statues, Li Huowang felt that flames may be an important existence in Nestorianism.

After walking for two sticks of incense in this bright cave, Li Huowang finally saw the real owner.

It was a charred man lying on the cold ground. It was better to say he was a charred corpse than a human being.

But the sight from that side made Li Huowang understand that this was not a corpse.

After seeing this person, he also answered a question in Li Huowang's mind just now.

An unfolded blood-red volume of "Da Qian Lu" was laid upside down on his chest.

It can be seen that this thing has been laid for a long time, and the bamboo slips on it have sprouted.

Bloody bamboo roots pierced his entire body, and various pieces of flesh hung out from behind.

Seeing the person leading the way, he respectfully handed over the leather letter in his hands. Li Huowang immediately understood that the person in front of him must have a high status in the Nestorian religion.

However, this charred corpse did not look at Jingxin's skin letter, but stared at Li Huowang intently.

Just stared like that for a long time.

"Have you been looked at by Ba Hui?"

Being able to communicate is a good start. Li Huowang nodded and replied: "That's right."

"Speaking of it, every Xinsu is a good seedling, because they can get closer to the sea of ​​suffering more easily, but it's a pity that they all went crazy in the end." The other party's tone had a hint of regret from the beginning.

Then he glanced at the "Da Qian Lu" on Li Huowang's waist.

"I have the honor to meet you. Can you tell me how you perform the Cangshu Climb? You know, even among us, not everyone can do it."

Hearing that he was being praised, Li Huowang was not happy at all.

"Cang Fei ascends the steps? Is this the name of a ritual that requires extreme double pain?"

After Li Huowang hid part of it, he told Shou San what happened before.

"Haha, dealing with the eighteenth lunar month is really overkill. Fortunately, you are also a blessing in disguise."

Li Huowang didn't want to talk about this with the other party. Seeing that the other party could communicate normally, he told him the purpose of his visit again.

"Can."

Before Li Huowang could take a breath of joy, the following conditions followed.

But in exchange, I need you to perform the Cang Fei Climb again in front of us. "

"Why do you want me, an outsider, to perform the rituals within your sect?" Li Huowang couldn't understand the other party's thoughts.

"I've never seen Xinsu perform the Cang Fei Climb, so I wanted to take a look and maybe find a way to steal Ba Hui's power."

"Stealing...Bahu's power?" Li Huowang almost thought he heard wrongly.

"You have seen Ba Hui. You must know how powerful it is. The moment you looked at it, didn't you think that you can have this power yourself?"

After hearing this, Li Huowang came to his senses belatedly. The mass on the top of the cross temple represented Ba Hui.

It's just that people can't fully describe the appearance of Ba Hui, so they use that thing instead.

They used pain to gain strength from Ba Hui, but they did not worship Ba Hui. Instead, they worshiped the god Gu.

The god Gu they worship is also eager to steal Ba Hui's power.