Wen Yuxian looked at the closed door of the secret room and said softly: "Her name is Zhang Qingsu, and she is the last successor of Nuo ghost drama in the world except her son Li Genmiao. I had a chance encounter with her when I was young."
The world is very big, but the circle of Taoism is very small. This world goes round and round, but in the end we all come together.
Yan Shouyi remembered the name Zhang Qingsu.
He said: "There are no more monsters in the dungeon. You can let Grandma Zhang come out."
"good."
Wen Yuxian slowly floated to the door of the secret room, opened the door through the mechanism, and finally shouted softly: "Qing Su, it's okay, you can come out."
Zhang Qingsu, plainly dressed, walked out of the secret room.
Yan Shouyi looked at Zhang Qingsu. This grandma had a kind face. Even though she was old, she still wore light makeup and remained delicate even in her old age. It was a pity that her figure was out of shape, but she could still see her heroic appearance back then.
Presumably Zhang Qingsu was also a great beauty when she was young, and the Nuo ghost opera she sang must have been very popular among the deceased.
Zhang Qingsu came out and looked at Yan Shouyi.
Just when she was about to speak, Yan Shouyi suddenly heard a sound breaking through the air!
Wen Yuxian's expression changed drastically: "There are still people!"
A black arrow quickly enlarged in Zhang Qingsu's pupils. Just when the arrow was about to hit Zhang Qingsu, Yan Shouyi suddenly stood in front of Zhang Qingsu!
At the same time, a Buddha seal flashed between his eyebrows, and the golden Buddha light instantly swallowed up the arrow!
Before the arrow hit Yan Shouyi, it was illuminated by the Buddha's light and turned into black energy and dissipated!
At the same time, a scream came from the corner!
"Didn't you say there are no demons in the dungeon?" Liu Yiren said in surprise.
Yan Shouyi snorted lightly, without explaining, and waited silently for a while.
After a while, Lao Huang walked out of the corner and licked the remaining blood at the corner of his mouth with his tongue.
When everyone saw it, they knew what was going on.
Yan Shou turned around and said apologetically: "Grandma, Grandma Zhang, I'm not sure if they still have any back-ups, so I just deliberately asked Lao Huang to hide and watch, using Grandma Zhang as bait to draw out this final
Guy, I hope Grandma Zhang will forgive me for putting Grandma Zhang in danger."
Zhang Qingsu breathed a sigh of relief: "You did the right thing. There is no need to apologize. Instead, I should thank you for saving my life."
Wen Yuxian didn't look angry and hit Yan Shouyi on the head angrily:
"I was really scared to death just now. Why didn't you know to say hello in advance?"
Yan Shou rubbed his head and said with a naive smile: "If I tell him, that guy probably won't show up."
"Humph, they actually used us as bait!" Wen Yuxian became angrier as she thought about it, and hit Yan Shouyi several times.
But after such a commotion, there is indeed no demon in the dungeon anymore.
The last killer move brought by Kang Jinlong was eaten by Lao Huang.
"Old Huang! Thank you just now!"
Yan Shou called Lao Huang to him and touched his dog's head affectionately. Lao Huang enjoyed it so much that he even narrowed his eyes.
Liu Yiren glanced at Kang Jinlong, who had fallen into a coma, and asked: "Is it... over?"
"not yet."
Yan Shouyi sighed slightly: "The battle here in the dungeon is over, but the battle at the bottom of the mountain may not be there yet, and... I don't know what's going on with the Heavenly Master."
The actor is very smart. He lets different people do different things. According to the actor's thinking, most of the actors will go to the Tianshi Mansion in person to delay the old Tianshi.
Yan Shouyi stood up and said, "The poisonous gas outside should be dissipating soon. Let's pack up and leave the dungeon."
Long Feicheng hesitated and said: "Brother Yan, the dungeon is very safe now. Wouldn't it be better for us to go out now... Ahem, I'm not timid or scared. I just think that we managed to save Grandma Zhang with great difficulty, and now we are taking Zhang with us.
Grandma, go out, if there is any danger outside..."
Yan Shouyi explained: "We subdued Kang Jinlong, but the final result is no longer within our control."
"Ah?" Long Feicheng's expression and reaction told Yan Shouyi that he obviously didn't understand what was going on.
Wang Ji said helplessly: "Our destiny is now in the hands of the old Heavenly Master. If Li Genmiao defeats the old Heavenly Master, then Grandma Zhang will definitely die, but if the old Heavenly Master controls Li Genmiao, everyone will be at peace."
Nothing."
Luo Ning nodded: "So it doesn't make any difference whether we stay in the dungeon or not."
"Then..." Long Feicheng looked at Wen Yuxian.
Wen Yuxian nodded: "Let's go and take a look."
After everyone reached an agreement, they packed up, took the unconscious Kang Jinlong, and headed to the exit to find Yan Qiu and others.
You must know that Miaoji's Buddhist mantra ban has not expired so soon.
…
Longhu Mountain is not peaceful tonight.
Under the pouring rain, there should be no people around Longhu Mountain.
But the fact is that there are shouts of killing under Longhu Mountain!
The team composed of Longhu Mountain disciples and younger generation disciples from various sects has been fighting against the monsters for a long time!
Their opponents include evil spirits, resentful spirits, and monsters, but most of them are the lost people who have joined the Shinxuanshan Sect!
"kill!!!!"
In the heavy rain, Zhao Chengxiang, Yuan Jianxin, Han San, Yan Nanfei and others were already furious.
Behind Longhu Mountain, Lin Zitong stood silently at the entrance of the courtyard, looking into the distance.
Zhang Shantong was floating in the air, closing his eyes and meditating.
Lao Jin was anxious and kept pacing, as if he could hear the shouts of death from down the mountain.
Suddenly, Lao Jin thought of something and hurriedly came to Wang Zhilai, the successor of the credit knife.
Wang Zhilai seemed very calm, sitting silently at the table playing with the nine-ring ring, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.
Lao Jin squatted down and asked with a smile: "Xiao Wang, you have the ability to predict the future, right?"
Wang Zhilai raised his head, glanced at Lao Jin, and then nodded.
Lao Jin was overjoyed and said: "Then you figure it out, can we live in peace tonight?"
Wang Zhilai nodded again.
Lao Jin was stunned: "You answered so quickly, are you kidding me?"
Wang Zhilai snorted, as if he was unhappy with Lao Jin questioning him, so he lowered his head and continued to play with the toys.
"Hey, hey, it was me who was wrong!" Lao Jin quickly lowered his head, "Since we are fine, then Heavenly Master must be able to save the day from danger, right?"
Unexpectedly, Wang Zhilai didn't answer immediately this time. He frowned and thought for a long time.
"You really fooled me just now!" Lao Jin shouted loudly.
Suddenly, a thunder struck at Wang Zhilai's feet!
Lao Jin's little remaining hair stood up when struck by the thunder, and he was so frightened that he squatted on the ground.
Lin Zitong turned her head to look, Zhang Shantong also opened his eyes, and Zhu Feifeng, who was holding an umbrella in the corner, looked confused and puzzled.
"What, what is going on?" Lao Jin came to his senses and quickly pulled Wang Zhilai back into the house: "This is an ominous sign, this is an ominous sign!"
Wang Zhilai, who was supposed to follow Lao Jin, suddenly stopped.
His legs seemed to be nailed to the ground. No matter how hard Lao Jin pulled, they would not move at all!
Lao Jin asked doubtfully: "Zhilai, what's wrong with you?"
Wang Zhilai's eyes were blank, he raised his head and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"The Heavenly Master is going to die!"
"The Heavenly Master is going to die!"
"The Heavenly Master is going to die!"
Three sounds in a row, each one louder than the last!
Before Lao Jin could react, Wang Zhilai kicked his legs and fainted!
"Zhilai!"
Lao Jin suddenly panicked.
What the hell is going on!
Wasn't it said that Wang Zhilai was mute? Why did the mute suddenly speak?!
As a descendant of ancient medicine, Lao Jin was at a loss for a moment, but Zhang Shantong came over with a heavy face and said in a deep voice:
"It is an ominous sign that a mute speaks. The person who spoke just now was not Wang Zhilai, but Tianming."
Lin Zitong also came closer: "Destiny?"
Zhang Shantong let out a long sigh: "If Wang Zhi is right, tonight... I'm afraid it will be the day when the Heavenly Master will die."
Lin Zitong's expression changed.
If the old Heavenly Master dies, it will definitely be a big event that shocks the world!
If Li Genmiao has the ability to kill the Heavenly Master, who can stop Li Genmiao in the future?!
Lin Zitong quickly turned around and said: "Taoist Master Zhu, hurry up and inform the Heavenly Master that Li Genmiao..."
Only halfway through speaking, Lin Zitong was stunned.
Zhu Feifeng disappeared, leaving only an overturned and dirty umbrella swinging in the heavy rain and strong wind.
…
boom!
It rained heavily.
Thunder rolls from the sky.
The door of Tianshi Temple was open and was blown by the strong wind, making a squeaking noise.
The old Heavenly Master was still sitting there, humming a strange little tune softly.
At this time, after a burst of lightning and thunder, a figure appeared outside the Tianshi Temple.
Yu Luming immediately stood up and vigilantly checked the other party's identity.
But soon he relaxed his guard, and the person who came was a familiar face, Zhang Wuma.
Zhang Wuma walked into the Tianshi Hall, knelt on his knees, and shouted loudly: "Disciple Zhang Wuma, I have met the old Tianshi!"
The old Heavenly Master stopped humming, opened his eyes and asked, "If you don't kill demons at the foot of the mountain, why are you here here with me?"
Zhang Wuma stood up and said: "This disciple is ordered by the master to go to the Tianshi Temple to protect the safety of the old Tianshi."
"Do I need your protection?" the old master sneered.
Zhang Wuma's face was a little embarrassed, but he still replied: "I don't think it is necessary, but the master's destiny is like a mountain. Please ask Heavenly Master to let the disciples protect you."
The old Heavenly Master smiled and said: "Okay, then the deer cries to protect the left, and you protect the right. Come over here!"
Zhang Wuma lowered his head and walked to the right rear of the old Heavenly Master.
Yu Lu tilted his head and stared at Zhang Wuma, with an unfathomable meaning in his eyes.
After Zhang Wuma stood still, the Heavenly Master smiled and looked in front of him and said loudly: "The guests are here!"
boom!!
This time the thunder was louder and heavier!
That thin figure looked very embarrassed in the heavy rain.
His waist was hunched and his hands drooped naturally, like a corpse that had lost its soul.
A shocking thunderbolt flashed across the sky, and it was like day outside the Tianshi Palace.
At that moment, Yu Luming saw the face of the visitor clearly.
He showed an incredible expression.
This guest—is actually their little Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, Zhu Feifeng!