Chapter 176 Deep in the Whirlpool

Beside Buchi Benma's bed, the human bones draped on the black antelope swayed and made joyful music.

The pale human face on the black antelope's forehead swelled and beat like a heart, and the tiny facial features on the bones twisted in all directions. The cracks on the edge of the human face became larger and larger, as if trying to break free from the black antelope's forehead and escape.

As the white bones and human faces moved restlessly, the black antelope, which was more than two meters tall at the shoulders, walked around Buchi Benma's bed, gently swinging its long and dense tail behind it.

A closer look revealed that the tail was clearly the hair of a head that had died with its eyes open. As the tail swung, a pair of resentful eyes appeared and disappeared behind the thick black hair.

The black antelope shook the white bones and the pair of thick horns on its body as it moved. The beard-like drooping hair under its chin was like jellyfish tentacles, constantly bending and twisting upwards, as if looking for something.

In the darkness, there was an indistinct sound, as if there were thousands of people who were about to drown and were calling for help in the water.

One circle, two circles, three circles.

The white skeleton face struggling on the forehead of the black antelope calmed down, revealing a peaceful smile with eyebrows and eyes, and there was even some holiness in that smile.

The black antelope covered with bones turned around and walked towards the low hill in the darkness.

Buchi Benma closed her eyes tightly, and climbed up from the bed with stiff limbs. Like a puppet being manipulated, she lightly followed the unusually tall black antelope, and walked towards the low hill in the darkness step by step.

She followed the antelope out of the room and down the stairs. Her stiff body bumped into many furniture, making a very harsh sound in the quiet night, but she still did not wake up from her dream. She still closed her eyes tightly, stumbled behind the black antelope, and walked towards the door on the first floor of the blockhouse.

It was dark outside the blockhouse, and nothing could be seen clearly, except for the low hills floating in the sky.

On the second floor of the blockhouse, the child beside Qucuo's pillow suddenly burst into tears and kicked the quilt covering her body, but Qucuo, who was sleeping next to her, was indifferent, like a corpse without a soul.

Dawa Tsering heard the strange noise in the room. He quickly put on his clothes and pants quietly, and slowly opened the door a crack, and saw his sister Buchi Benma walking like a sleepwalker, following a black antelope as tall as a mountain and covered with white bones.

Dawa Tsering suddenly raised his wrist and stuffed it into his mouth, blocking the exclamation that was about to come out, and the boy's wrist, which was not strong, was immediately bitten and bled.

He returned to the room and took out a carved Tibetan knife with a white copper sheath from the drawer.

The boy solemnly stroked the group of roc totems on the white copper sheath, pulled out the snow-white blade and took a look, then knelt on the ground and raised the Tibetan knife above his head.

"Invincible King Gesar, please bless your descendants."

Dawa Tsering left the scabbard in the room and walked out of the room with the one-foot-long sharp blade.

He held his breath and followed Buchi Benma on tiptoe, trying not to make any noise. After approaching quickly, he tightly grasped Buchi Benma's right hand.

Dawa Tsering leaned close to Buchi Benma's ear and said in a low voice:

"Benma! Wake up!"

Buchi Benma did not react and continued to walk forward like a zombie.

Dawa Tsering let go of her right hand, held the hilt of the knife with both hands, and rushed towards the black antelope.

The sharp tip of the knife stabbed forward towards the vital point behind the black antelope's hips. Dawa Tsering put the hilt of the knife against his chest, trying to use the force of his body to stab the tip of the knife as deep as possible.

The tip of the knife hit the back of the black antelope violently, making a sour sound like metal friction.

Behind the bull's tail that looked like the long hair of the dead, the pale head bit the blade in Dawa Tsering's hand, preventing him from moving forward.

The white-skeletal face on the forehead of the black takin blinked, and the takin raised its tail made of the dead's black hair, and gently dropped it from above to the face of Dawa Tsering, who was unable to move after being seized by the dark aura.

A broad palm covered with golden light passed through the darkness, seemingly slowly but quickly blocking the raised tail of the black takin.

The white-skeletal face on the forehead of the takin suddenly let out an extremely painful scream.

The black hair of the dead was firmly grasped by the golden palm, and the dark aura was dispelled by the warm golden light. The head with a resentful expression closed its eyes and disappeared in the dazzling light like the sun.

Under the shining golden light, Buchi Benma woke up as if from a dream, opened his eyes and stood there in a daze.

Danba Doji let go of the black takin's tail and pulled Buchi Benma and Dawa Tsering behind him.

"Doji Abba..."

Dawa Tsering held Danba Doji's hand, and his whole body was still shaking.

"Tsering, you are very brave and a good boy."

Danba Doji raised his hand and touched the top of the boy's head. The golden light flashed, and Dawa Tsering and Buchi Benma were sent to the edge of the barrier more than ten meters away by a gentle force.

This plainly dressed Kangba man put his palms together, and the golden light around him became more and more solid. His strong body seemed to be a sculpture cast from gold.

He looked at the black takin that turned around, his eyes full of anger.

"Qucuo, you shouldn't kill people!"

The white bone face on the forehead of the black takin did not answer. It stretched out eight slender and sharp limbs and deeply immersed them in the takin's head.

Many fine bone spurs grew between the eight limbs of the white skeleton face, forming Qucuo's facial features on the black antelope's face.

"Danba Duoji, I only killed a dozen people, but you blocked the soul-carrying takin of our Muya, and ruined Muya's luck. Over the past hundred years, countless people have died of starvation, poverty, and illness. Countless people were all killed by you!

When I offer the bones and blood of another Muya priest and replace Muya's soul object with the sacred mountain, Muya will prosper and everyone can live a good life!

It is her fate and blessing that Benma can donate her bones and blood.

Danba Duoji, you were all from Muya in your previous life and this life, why don’t you want to help Muya! "

The golden light on Danba Duoji vibrated violently, and the anger on his face became more and more intense.

“The black takin eats people and kills people for fun. You send its soul to the mountain to create a black mountain that kills people and eats people.

Using other people's lives in exchange for your own happiness is an evil heretic! "

He said no more, took out a magic weapon and held it in his hand.

One end of the instrument is a five-pronged lantern head similar to a vajra, and the other end is a sharp triangular pyramid. In the middle, there are three reliefs of Buddha heads, one smiling, one angry, and one cursing. They are King Amrita, Yama Demon Enemy, and King Hayato Ming. This is impressive. A Puba pestle made of heavenly iron, also known as the Vajra Demon-Conquering Pestle.

Danba Duoji held up the Vajra Demon-Conquering Pestle in his hand, and the blazing golden light condensed behind him into a statue of Puba Vajra with three heads, three eyes, six arms and two wings. His majestic figure was almost the same as that of a black takin with a height of two meters at the shoulders. .

King Kong glared angrily and struck down with the pestle. The thick darkness that had become a reality in the barrier was suddenly shaken away by this blow.

The black takin lowered the thick curved horns on its head, swung out its four hooves and hit Danba Duoji's body standing in the golden light. The giant beast ran wildly like the earth was shaking, and the momentum was very shocking.

This dark giant beast had just rushed halfway when suddenly, a white bone human face the size of a small bowl sprouted on its forehead. As soon as it appeared, it opened its mouth and bit the slender jointed limbs protruding from Qucuo's bone face. , biting off three of them.

Qucuo's skeletal face let out a furious howl, and he immediately opened his crescent-shaped mouth and bit back.

Yu Peihuan could see clearly through the monitoring array that the new skeletal human face that appeared was clearly Dorje's flower-haired appearance.

Qu Cuo and Dorje Huamao's bones were bitten into a ball fiercely. Qu Cuo quickly gained the upper hand and bit off the lower half of Dorje Huamao's bones. But at this time, ten more young and immature faces emerged from the The black takin came out of the face and surrounded Qucuo tightly in the center, preventing her from immediately regaining control of the soul-resident takin.

The black takin stopped sluggishly. Upon seeing this, Danba Duoji immediately reversed the direction of the vajra in his hand and stabbed the takin's head with the end of the triangular pyramid.

Qucuo had already eaten up all eleven human faces at this time, but he was too late to dodge Danba Duoji's fierce blow.

The dazzling golden triangular pyramid fell, and the mouth of the white-skeletal human face let out a desperate wail. At this time, a figure suddenly jumped out in front of Danba Duoji's demon-conquering pestle.

"Abba Dorje, Master Dorje, don't kill my grandma!"

Danba Duoji looked at Dawa Tsering standing in front of his mother, and couldn't help but paused for a moment with the Vajra Demon-Conquering Pestle in his hand.

Just at this moment of hesitation, the black takin rushed out from behind Dawa Tsering, and a pair of thick sharp horns containing dark magic pierced Denba Dorje's chest, lifting him high and throwing him to the ground.

Puba Vajra's Dharma was immediately shattered, the demon-subduing pestle fell aside after being released, and the golden light on Danba Duoji's body almost disappeared, with only a slight light remaining in his eyes.

He forced himself to stand up from the ground, still standing between Buchibenma and the black takin.

"Tsering, I will not kill her."

Qucuo laughed wildly and said:

"My good son, don't be afraid. How dare he kill me? This black takin is the soul of Mu Ya. If he kills me, Mu Ya's luck will be over!"

Danba Duoji, you can't seal me anymore, this time I will make your soul fly away and you will never be reincarnated again! "

Dawa Tsering knelt down in front of the black takin with a plop, and placed the Tibetan knife with a broken tip across his neck:

"Mom, I beg you..."

Before the young man could finish speaking, a strand of hair from the black takin's chin flew into his nostrils. The broken blade in the young man's hand slipped weakly. He slowly sat down on the ground, hanging his head and snoring evenly.

"My good son, when you wake up, you will see the sacred mountain of Muya. By then, you will definitely live the best life."

Qucuo looked at Danba Duoji and saw that he was holding on to the seal and reciting a mantra. The Bone Man Face sneered and drove the dark atmosphere in the barrier to press against Danba Duoji who was struggling to cast the spell.

Danba Duoji spat out a mouthful of light golden blood. Unable to maintain the handprint on his chest any longer, he gasped and fell to the ground.

The black takin walked step by step towards Buchbenma, whose legs were weak and huddled on the edge of the barrier. The holy smile on Qucuo's white-skeleton face returned.

"Benma, you have the blood of priests in your body. Sacrifice for the sacred mountain of Muya is your destiny that was determined before you were born. The sacred mountain will be your best destination. The people of Muya will always remember you and thank you."

Buchibenma shook his head desperately, and his hands scratched deep marks on the mud beneath him.

"Qucuo Aunt, no, I don't want to die, I still want to study... No! I don't want to study anymore, I listen to you, I'm going to work in the city to make money, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

But Qucuo didn't listen to her pleas at all, and just got closer step by step.

Outside the whirlpool, after Yu Peihuan failed to contact Li Zhixian again, he left a magic circle in place showing the real-time footage from the monitoring circle in the whirlpool.

After that, she stepped into the center of the deep and dark vortex without hesitation, holding the halberd.

Before entering the vortex, she looked back at Buchibenma's frightened face on the screen and whispered:

"Don't be afraid, sister is here."

Horror, horror, horror, surprise, surprise, surprise, it's actually a 3,000-word chapter!

Can 3,000 words be called a big chapter? ! Ye Shit, Du Gou!

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