Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2225 The Guardian
"No matter where Jun Yun is, we still haven't found that traitor."

In the underground thousands of miles away from Efang Palace, this night is also extraordinarily long.

In the torture hall of the Buddhist monastery, the conversation between Ying Baoyue and Du Ziqing was still going on, their voices became smaller and smaller, and Ji Jiashu felt more and more creepy.

In the dark prison, without the slightest light of the sun, moon and stars, people gradually don't know what year it is.Ji Jiashu was in it, only felt the tip of his nose soaked in the stench of flesh and blood, gradually unable to feel the passage of time.

This is something more terrifying than the pain of flesh and blood.

Ji Jiashu looked at Ying Baoyue who was stubbornly standing in front of Du Ziqing and refused to leave, and shuddered, "Baoyue, how long have we been down?"

Chu Yan, who was standing with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, "It's almost an hour."

Calculating the time is almost dawn.

Out of the corner of Chu Yan's eyes, he glanced behind them. They were lucky. They didn't meet the "guards" at the bottom after coming down for so long. They didn't know if Ying Baoyue had the effect of warding off evil spirits.

It's just that no matter how lucky you are, that thing will at least visit each cell before dawn, and it will be bad if you don't leave.

"Have you finished talking?"

Chu Yan squinted at Ying Baoyue, "The guards here are coming soon, if you don't want to die, go away."

"Wait," Ying Baoyue drew out the long sword at his waist, and slashed at the wooden nail on the torture rack that nailed Du Ziqing's palm, "I want to take him out."

With a "bang", a string of sparks splashed out of the dark cell.

Ji Jiashu was taken aback.

The sword blocking Ying Baoyue was not a torture frame, but another sword with a cold light.

Chu Yan rushed to Du Ziqing silently, as fast as a ghost, and drew his sword with one hand to block Ying Baoyue's sword.

"Elder Chu," Ying Baoyue's palms were numb, but he held on to the hilt of his sword tightly without retreating a step, "Did you forget? I promised to enter the Buddhist monastery with you just to save this person."

"Of course I haven't forgotten," Chu Yan said lightly, "It's just that saving people depends on the occasion."

He snorted coldly, and glanced at the torture rack, "You don't really think that the torture hall in our Buddhist monastery is so easy to get in and out of?"

Ying Baoyue's gaze followed him, and the flames from the swords of the two also illuminated the torture rack that nailed Du Ziqing. I don't know if it was Ying Baoyue's illusion, but out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw something on the rack moved.

The frame is covered with thick blood mud, it is hard to tell whether it is stone or wood, and the surface is uneven. Ying Baoyue didn't pay attention to it before. A tangled strip of black vines.

The next moment, under her sight, an eye suddenly opened on a bulging vine.

"what!"

"what?"

Ji Jiashu's exclamation came from behind Ying Baoyue, and she finally understood that it was not her dizziness.

It's not that Du Ziqing is unguarded, but the one who guards him doesn't seem to be a "person".

On the torture frame that bound Du Ziqing, black vines squirmed layer by layer, like poisonous snakes.

"Tsk, is it still here?"

Before Ying Baoyue could react, her eyes suddenly went dark.

A big palm suddenly covered her eyes, and she was wrapped around her head by someone's arms, and she rushed out with a whoosh!
"Wait, Du..."

"He can't die! You can save your life to take him away again!"

A sharp cry came from Ying Baoyue's ear, the sound of piercing through the air came from her ear, and at the same time there was the sound of something heavy wriggling in the mucus.

"Beast! Don't look at who I am, get out!"

Chu Yan's stern voice rang in his ears, and Ying Baoyue was shocked.

She only felt the fishy smell blowing towards her face, and the next moment was the overwhelming pressure of real energy.

Chu Yan's real essence as a heavenly practitioner spread out in the narrow corridor in an instant, and Ying Baoyue noticed that Chu Yan's whole body was tense, as if he was facing an enemy.

What is it that makes the elders of the Buddhist monastery so nervous?
Ying Baoyue's face was covered, she struggled to open her eyes, and through Chu Yan's fingers, she saw a dark "monster" hanging above the patio.

No, not one, but at least seven or eight.

Each of those things was as thick as an adult man, more than ten meters long, like a giant snake, but without snake scales, wriggling on the bloody mud, without a head and face, and as thick as a front and back, more like giant worms.

"Chu Yan, those are..."

"Don't look! If you meet those things, your eyes will go blind!"

Chu Yan covered the eyes of the woman in his arms tighter, and grabbed Ji Jiashu's collar with one hand, "Kid, close your eyes!"

Ji Jiashu complied in embarrassment, and the next moment there was a loud noise, Chu Yan rose from the ground and rushed towards the courtyard above with the two of them.

The black "long worms" rushed towards them, and then were rushed away by Chu Yan's true energy barrier, and fell into the hell below.

Just as she was twisting her body, Ying Baoyue heard a creaking sound in her ears. She opened her eyes slightly, and saw that the front ends of those long black worms were split into big mouths, with rows of teeth interlaced and rubbing inside, and human bones rustling. fall.

From under those "big mouths," something shiny flipped to reveal itself.

"Go away!"

Chu Yan scolded angrily, stepped on the head of a long insect that was looking up and wanted to bite, and jumped up.

The next moment, Ying Baoyue's eyes lit up, and the soft white moonlight flooded into her eyes.

The three jumped out of the hole.

"Chunhua!"

"Embrace the moon!"

Chen Zichu and Xu Yishan, who were guarding the entrance of the cave, rushed forward in surprise, but the next moment they took a step back in surprise.

"What did you do? What is this thing on your body?"

Ying Baoyue's feet finally touched the ground and was let down.

She staggered a few steps, managed to stand still, and slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing that came into view was the mountain of corpses at the entrance of the punishment hall, and the two panicked faces of Xu Yishan and Chen Zichu.

Then came Ji Jiashu, who was kneeling on the ground and coughing violently, and Chu Yan, who stood aside with a gloomy expression. Both of them were covered in a layer of black mucus.

No, not only them.

Ying Baoyue lowered her head and found that her body and legs were also covered with black mucus, and some fluff could be seen in the mucus, and the fluff was still wriggling.

Chen Zichu covered his mouth violently and retched.

Ying Baoyue didn't have time to feel disgusted, it turned out that the monster she just saw in a trance was not her hallucination.

"Quick, take off your coat!"

Chu Yan suddenly reached out and tore off his outer shirt, and pulled off Ji Jiashu's outer robe and pants.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ying Baoyue drew his sword and cut off his belt and crony with his backhand.

The slime-stained clothes of the three fell to the ground.

"Sword fire!"

Ying Baoyue's speed was faster than Chu Yan's order, and the raging flames ignited from the tip of the sunset sword, and the clothes on the ground were instantly reduced to ashes.

Chu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at Ji Jiashu who was still kneeling on the ground panting.

"The thing didn't get into the body, did it?"

　It's a horror movie as soon as you arrive at the Buddhist monastery
　　
　
(End of this chapter)