933, Desperate Situation (2/2)

In the incineration plant area.

In the ‘Xiezhi Temple’.

A human head with long hair swam past the glass window of the large workshop, and the crimson light then spilled into the glass window, leaving a scarlet color all over the floor.

In the scarlet color all over the floor, it seemed as if there was a block of light that was difficult to penetrate, casting a transparent ‘shadow’ on the ground.

The transparent shadow that was close to the ground suddenly stood up, and the flat shadow like a piece of paper quickly swelled and became a jelly-like translucent human figure. It observed the steel structure altar in the center of the large workshop, and looked at the beast-shaped god with a single horn on its head and a murderous aura on the altar. Its appearance also began to change to the clay sculpture of the god on the altar——

But the clay sculpture on the altar was not just a clay sculpture.

Transparent human figures followed the crimson light into the Xiezhi Temple. They quickly imitated the one-horned Xiezhi sitting in the center of the altar and the eight dog-beast statues around it.

The next moment.

The one-horned Xiezhi on the altar turned its head slightly.

The pseudo-humans imitating it and the eight dog-beasts around it suddenly ignited a blazing fire.

The fire caused the pseudo-humans to peel off layers of "skin" one by one, until all the "skin" was peeled off, revealing the human heads wrapped in transparent membranes.

"Woof-woof!"

The dog-beast statues on the altar began to wriggle and shake off the dust.

Pairs of red or green eyes opened in the darkness, staring at the human heads fixed in place by the fire, and the dogs took steps - the red light overflowing from the window became more intense, covering most of the "Xiezhi Temple", and some red light even covered the edge of the altar.

The fire, which drowned the black and white heads with different crowns and hair accessories, struggled a few times in the red light and then went out.

A "pseudo-human head" floated and hung on the top of the Xiezhi statue.

It turned into a red lantern.

The crimson light shone down!

Swish!

In the red light, the shadow of a pair of open scissors passed by.

The cold and dead air flashed, and the ‘red lantern’ shrouding the top of the Xiezhi statue instantly extinguished and disappeared, and in the next moment, more red lanterns transformed from pseudo-human heads floated over.

Outside the glass window, more heads gathered!

The crimson light on the top of the Xiezhi Temple flickered from time to time.

Below, the Xiezhi Kitchen God and Wangcai’s descendants, each carrying a torture instrument from the Weird Prison Punishment Room, were instantly in danger and struggled to hold on!

Outside the Xiezhi Temple.

In the incineration plant area.

The giant hair net chopped by the Yin soldiers floated and scattered.

As countless hairs floated and spread, scarlet light suddenly surged from the eyes, mouths, and nostrils of the human heads that made up each node of the ‘remnant net’. The light surrounded the human heads and turned them into scarlet lanterns hanging high in the sky.

Scarlet light poured down!

On the sky, banners collapsed instantly.

War drums stopped beating.

One hundred thousand ghost soldiers perished together!

The wails of grief pierced the sky!

The 'Zhong Kui', who opened his huge mouth and wanted to swallow the broken hair nets, suddenly turned back to his original appearance under the reflection of the scarlet light - he turned into a statue of a god with mottled paint and head held high at the main entrance of the factory. The head of the god statue suddenly rolled off the neck.

The facial features on the head also fell off in an instant, turning into a face with hooked ingots. Taking advantage of the gap between the fire and fire, it floated into Baishui Village and floated directly to a house near the office building in the middle of the village.

The fire of the kitchen god temples raised to the sky, covered with scarlet light, and then extinguished.

In Baishui Village, everyone was bathed in red light at this moment!

The ‘crimson’ quietly penetrated through the window on the living room door, spreading in the living room and spreading to the rooms on both sides.

Yun Nishang pursed her lips tightly, standing at the door of the room, looking at the beautiful woman opposite who seemed to be blending into the red light.

The woman was wearing a red dress and her long hair was loose.

She stood barefoot at the door of another room, smiling at Yun Nishang opposite: “Sister has gone out - I will stop the evil outside, you go and inform the Venerable.”

“Okay!” The beautiful figure was imprinted in Yun Nishang’s pupils, rendering her pupils a fiery red. After she responded, her face also became fiery red, her heart was beating wildly, and she turned and ran to the back hall.

Danga stood in the red light, clasped his hands together, and chanted the "Fundamental Secret Mantra of the Wheel-Turning Great Sun King": "Hum!

Om 𩠌Haf!

Padma Siddhi Hum!"

Pieces of black lotus petals gathered behind her, and suddenly formed a series of black lotus wheels. The layers of wheels kept spinning, overlapping the heaven and earth here, bringing her figure out of the room and appearing on the observation deck of Baishui Village!

The layers of black lotus wheels spinning behind Danga slowly rose to the sky.

The wheels folded the sky, and all the red light was contained in the folded space, contained in the Lotus Palace!

The crimson that covered Baishui Village in one breath was contained in the palace embraced by the black lotus in another breath. In the Lotus Palace, the crimson light was stacked layer by layer, and it failed to radiate out.

The resident ghost drivers gathered together and formed small teams and drove cars one after another. The car horns rang in this small village!

At this time,

In the far sky, the hair covering a large area of ​​the sky suddenly moved and spread out.

It went from there to here in the blink of an eye!

Countless red lanterns were carried by the hair, rising slowly in Baishui Village and the area within a hundred miles around Baishui Village, one after another, spinning!

The terrifying strange rhythm was like a nuclear bomb dropped on Baishui Village, exploding on the spot!

In the gloomy and terrifying strange rhythm and the crimson light, there were countless translucent, jelly-like human figures floating around, surrounding the cars in Baishui Village!

They approached everyone they "saw" silently!

They began to imitate!

Click!

A subtle sound was heard in the black and red lotus palace in the sky.

Danga's face was pale.

The black lotus petals withered and swirled down.

Lanterns flew out from the central area of ​​the Lotus Palace. They gathered into a group and hung in the sky, like the compound eyes of a fly, with layers of bloody crimson rhymes. This overlapping and pieced-together 'red lantern group' instantly turned the flames in the lanterns, and the flames were all projected onto Danga on the observation deck!

"I will be the solemn Buddha land--"

The chanting of Sanskrit suddenly sounded from a certain area!

The monument formed by blood and flesh was covered with a layer of golden Buddha skin!

The monument turned into a golden Buddha, and the golden Buddha put his hands together!

Layers of gold paint covered the surrounding cars, and covered every ghost driver in the car and in the corner. The blood river flowed from under the golden Buddha's seat, winding everywhere, dragging the ghost drivers into it, and the blood river flooded Danga's feet, dragging her into the blood--

Huahuahua!

The silent river with countless "tributaries" is indistinguishable from the crimson light that covers the place.

In this beautiful "crimson",

the houses in Baishui Village are crumbling, and the cars covered with a layer of gold paint instantly become mottled, the paint peels, cracks and peels off - especially in the originally silent blood river, there are also bursts of water rushing sounds!

Along with the sound of rushing water, the blood river is "widened".

The calamity force in it is boiling.

Red lanterns are projected into the blood river!

The "skin of Zunjia Youneng" falls off in an instant, and Lunzhu, carrying the flesh and blood monument, is crumbling in the crimson light!

On the sky!

Countless blood lanterns are turning slowly!

The entire sky is covered by these scarlet lanterns and black hair.

The "eye ghost" and "hair ghost" entrenched in Mingzhou have completely spread here!

Eye ghosts and hair ghosts are coming here!

Grayish-white, jelly-like pseudo-people appeared everywhere in Baishui Village - their appearance may also represent that the "Three Pure Intestines" have already affected this place.

In the crimson.

Lunzhu struggled to hold on.

A tall figure suddenly appeared behind her at this moment.

——

"Padre Nostro Italiano Padre Nostro..."

Foreign words came into Su Wu's ears.

Su Wu slowly opened his eyes.

Rafters were arranged on the roof, and a few wisps of dust were swaying from time to time. In the corner, on the octagonal spider web, a fat spider sprayed a spider silk, hanging itself, swinging in the air.

The green-headed fly trembled its wings and buzzed to the spider web.

It was stuck in the spider web, struggling hard, and shook off many mosquito skins that were eaten on the spider web.

The chanting sound continued in his ears. Su Wu retracted his gaze from the green-headed fly. He turned his head and saw a "foreign Taoist priest" with brown curly hair, a black robe and a hooked nose standing beside his bed, holding a book and muttering in a low voice.

Foreigner?

Foreigner from the "Daqin Sect"?

Su Wu's mind was full of thoughts, and his eyes continued to move.

The foreign Taoist priest saw that his eyes lingered on him slightly, and a friendly smile appeared on his face.

"Grandson, my eldest grandson!

Zhuzi, you finally woke up, you finally woke up!"

The old woman's sincere cry sounded from the side of the "foreign Taoist priest". Su Wu's eyes moved and saw an old woman with a wrinkled face standing beside the bed with a cane, looking at him closely, tears flowing through the dry wrinkles.

He opened his mouth.

The old woman had a dark blue scarf on her head, and a few strands of silver-white hair stuck out from the edge of the scarf, which made her look even more old.

The cane she was leaning on was probably cut from the root of a small tree. She had been holding it for years, and the pits on the root had been rubbed out by her palms to make it round and shiny.

She was wearing a neat dress, but the dress was already faded and covered with patches.

There were some people standing behind her.

A monk with a permed scar;

A Taoist priest in black wearing a Taoist hat;

A few white-haired old men, and a pair of middle-aged men and women in bright clothes, all cast their eyes on "Su Wu" on the bed.

Except for the monks and the "foreign Taoist priest", the rest had shiny foreheads and left a long or short rat-tail braid behind their heads.