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Section 08, High Concentration Corpse Poison [Part 2]

Update time: 2012-08-30

"Strange, except for the heavy corpse poison, the corpse evil is not very powerful. The formation has not been completely opened." Old Gao's face showed doubts.

"Be careful. Let's go to the small building. Let's find them before talking." Ye Yi said at the fast open space, and his heart sinks unvoluntarily. A person who understands the formation is definitely a master, and it is rumored that he is a peerless and fierce man. The monk Black Cassock and Zhenyan who can massacre a village's population is not a good person.

"Don't you go and find the smell of blood?" After all, he is a Buddhist disciple. The Lotus Sutra's understanding of the matchmaking and game is much inferior. Buddhist disciples are more of a hard way to subdue demons and demons, but they rarely engage in the methods of using the power of heaven and earth, such as arrays and games. This is the difference in Taoism, so he has this question.

Old Gaotou said, "My granddaughter is in the small building."

"Yes." Fahua nodded.

Ye Yi said: "There are different formations, but the position of the formation center is the most critical, no matter whether it is good or evil, it is always said that the formation is broken. The one that breaks the formation is where the formation center is. The formation here is obviously an evil formation. It seems that because the existence of Gao Nier and the other two cannot be opened, the corpse evil only warns us not to get close to the formation center, but does not mind that we are approaching the small building. It seems that the other party doesn't care about us at all. You can see this evil formation as a warning, and it is not ruled out that after the formation is fully opened, it becomes a trapped formation and trap us here."

"Train us?"

"Yes, trap us." Ye Yi said gritting his teeth. If he hadn't figured out what was going on at this time, he would be a stupid pig.

This is simply a case against oneself. Although I don’t know why this person targets oneself, it is obvious, but why? There is a big problem here.

First of all, how did he know his own? Why is he targeting himself?

Furthermore, why did Miao Yiyi choose to take action as bait? It is certain that if Gao Nier had not disturbed the situation, the three people who were trapped in the formation at this moment would not have been so relaxed.

Since I thought about today's tracking, no, even these days, it must be no accident. Ye Yi thought about another question, who revealed his whereabouts? If he encountered such a danger, then the person who had been following him... For example, Yang Guang!

Is there something wrong with him? Will there be something happening to Yang Guang? Do he have any accomplices? What is the purpose?

A series of speculations came immediately, making this seemingly accidental thing suddenly confusing. If it was an interlocking conspiracy, what exactly did the person who designed the conspiracy do? Stop himself? Or just want to kill himself?

Like lightning, I recall the people I have come into contact with in my head.

Who is it?

Who is calculating himself? What is the purpose?

Ye Yi suddenly felt that he was being dragged into a fog, and there was a pair of hands pushing him behind him. But he couldn't find any clue.

"What are you thinking?" Old Gaotou patted Ye Yi's shoulder and pulled him out of his thoughts.

"It's nothing, let's go." Ye Yi shook his head and waved away the worries he had just now.

"It's always good to be careful." Fahua still had a handful of Buddhist beads in his hand. He looked at it with distress and gave it to Ye Yi and Lao Gaotou, "Defend yourself."

Ye Yi took the Buddhist beads and smiled. It was really rare that this monk who was a monk who had blessed all the Buddhist beads that he had blessed with for more than ten years of scriptures.

The three of them were careful to approach the small building, and the triangle formation took care of the front, back, left and right. The three of them walked very carefully.

And the small building stood in the dark curtain, and the wind blew, making waves of crying like night ghosts.

...

After the Dharma Platform, the monk in black cassock narrowed his eyes and looked at the corpse that should have been destroyed by Ye Yi and the other two and appeared in front of him. Overall, nothing changed. The only difference was that the skin on his body became very dull and a little green, emitting a strong stench.

The monk in black frowned, closed his eyes and raised his head as if he was feeling something. He suddenly opened his eyes, then opened the corners of his mouth, showed a gloomy smile, and nodded with satisfaction.

He raised his hand and looked at the leg bone in his hand. The bone had turned black at some point. He shook his head. The monk in black threw it away, shook his robes, and turned a black paper crane in his hand appeared in the palm of his hand. He shook his hand. The paper crane seemed to be alive. The monk in black robe put the paper crane on his lips, as if he was whispering to his lover, as if he had said something. He waved his hand again, and the paper crane waved his wings and flew out.

After releasing the paper crane, the monk in black suddenly jumped up, crossed the platform, ran to the body he had just returned, squatted down, and used his palms to tear open the flesh and blood of the female corpse's legs with a very terrifying force. During the tearing, the flesh and blood fell down, forming a bloody patch in front of him. A leg bone with flesh and blood appeared in his palm again, and waved it for a moment. The monk in the black cassock grinned and jumped behind the platform again, burning the leg bones with green candlelight, emitting a smell of barbecue.

The strange patterns appeared on the leg bones again. The monk in the black cassock placed the leg bones under his nose and sniffed them hard. He showed a satisfied expression on his face, and even stuck out his tongue to add. After smacking his lips, his expression looked extremely evil and terrifying under the green light, as if he was satisfied. The monk in the black cassock continued to wave his leg bones, and the necklace made of teeth on his chest made a clattering sound again.

The shattered mirror on the tabletop emitted a richer pink gas, wrapping around the needle body of several bamboo needles like a twisted rope. This change made the table shake violently.

If the turtle had not pressed the magic table tightly with its four legs, and the shaking under such force, the magic table would have long been overturned. Those who know how to learn will understand that the turtle has always been known as the descendant of the divine beast Xuanwu. In ancient times, it was said that Nuwa cut off Xuanwu's limbs to support the sky and the earth. It can be seen how powerful Xuanwu's limbs are contained in it. As a prop of spiritual magic, the turtle's limbs were also regarded as a small Xuanwu. Therefore, the turtle's limbs had the effect of suppressing the magic table.

No matter how change or how much vibration the platform changes, it cannot be destroyed or changed. This is the magic, which is the real supernatural side. It completely violates the laws of science. If someone forcefully explains it, it can only be unsolved and mysterious phenomena.
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