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Chapter 261 Princess Ping An and Master Maitreya

Li Mumu looked at her wrist.

She had previously bought herself a pair of white jade bracelets to wear on her wrists to show her status as a eldest lady.

Princess Ping An also has a pair of high-quality vermilion agate jade bracelets. Now, after this incident, they have become as red as blood, strange and alluring.

Li Mumu raised her hand, put the bracelet to her ear and listened, and could still vaguely hear the girl's desperate screams.

Princess Ping An is dead, and her last resentment resides on these blood-red agate bracelets, and there is nothing else.

And the sacrifice of her life summoned the horror and strangeness from another world.

In the darkness, several old men in tattered clothes and stooped bodies approached cautiously, carefully looking at the black-haired girl in front of them who was wearing a red coat and skirt and holding a human head in her hands.

"Did the ceremony succeed? Those foreign methods really work?"

"Does this look like success to you?"

"Why didn't it succeed? Do you think she is wearing red?"

"Then have you felt threatened by the ghost?"

"Maybe it's because you haven't started cannibalizing yet? There must be a difference between a young girl and a married woman..."

"Can you hope for something better?"

Li Mumu held the head and looked at these old people nervously, silently looking at each other.

"Why, this blood food doesn't suit your taste?"

Suddenly a cold voice came from the sky, and then a pair of big hands fell from the sky and enveloped Li Mumu's head.

"If you don't even eat blood food, you won't be a waste..."

The indifferent voice suddenly stopped, because countless wriggling red ropes bloomed from under the girl's coat and skirt, instantly pierced the huge palm, and began to crazily devour the flesh and blood in it.

With a snap and a flash of sword light, the opponent actually cut off his palm without hesitation and let the severed hand fall on the altar.

In just a few seconds, the huge palm turned into white bones, and the red rope filled with flesh and blood retracted under the coat skirt. Li Mumu raised her head, her eyes pierced through the dark fog, and finally saw clearly the The owner of only one palm.

It was a fat monk with big ears. Just sitting there, he was six or seven stories tall. He looked like a Buddha statue carved out of the hillside in ancient times.

"Good!"

The flesh and blood squirmed in the fat monk's broken wound, and a fat, white palm grew again. He put his hands together and smiled at Li Mumu, saying, "I don't know if he is leading the disciples under the Bodhisattva's throne to come here. The young monk met him at a distance."

Li Mumu didn't speak. She was a little confused about the monk's origin.

"Little monk Maitreya, may I ask the girl's name?"

The fat monk was talking about Maitreya, but there was no trace of Maitreya's compassion on his face, and his eyes were full of malice and calculation.

Li Mumu glanced at the head in his hand.

"Safety."

Hearing the word "peace", Monk Maitreya suddenly realized: "It turns out that Princess Ping An is actually the girl's dharma body in this world. The young monk was blind and bumped into the dharma body. I hope that the princess will not remember the faults of villains..."

Li Mumu stared at his huge and fat body for a long time, bit her fingertips and wrote a line of bloody words in the air.

The Three Thousand Worlds Maha reveals the truth and guides the Bodhisattva in the afterlife!

In the dark night sky, a distant star suddenly bloomed with brilliance.

A gaze that penetrates the past and the future transcends the barriers of time and space and projects onto this land.

Monk Maitreya put away the false smile on his face, got up from the ground, turned around and ran away.

He even thought that his legs were not running fast enough, so he even used his hands together, just like a King Kong gorilla running through the center of New York, using his hands and feet together, running wildly and disappearing into the darkness.

Why are you running away... Really, I thought you knew my boss.

Tsk.

Li Mumu turned around and cast her gaze at the trembling old men kneeling in front of her, feeling as if she had some realization in her heart.

They are blood-fed.

These old people were brought to him to feed the red-clothed ghosts. But in Li Mumu's eyes, it was obvious that the flesh and blood of the fat monk was more nourishing...

bah bah bah!

What do I see? The red rope moved on its own, what does it have to do with me?

I am just a weak, pitiful and helpless young man who was kidnapped by demons.

"where is this place?"

Li Mumu asked.

Those old people had closed their eyes and were waiting to die. Unexpectedly, the woman in red in front of them not only did not devour their flesh and blood, but actually scared Monk Maitreya away. They looked at each other and kowtowed quickly: "Your Highness, forgive me, this is Xiquan Mountain.”

"Where is Xiquan Mountain?"

Li Mumu didn't have a map at all, so she just asked casually to try to get more intelligence information.

"Eighty miles west of the Imperial City."

Eighty miles away... isn't that the suburbs of Beijing?

It doesn't sound very far away.

She thought she had been abducted three thousand miles away by a demon.

By the way, what am I here to do?

Li Mumu suddenly remembered that she seemed to be here to find her father.

This is so dark, where can I find it?

Now that it's here, let's make peace with it.

She walked out of the altar carrying the head that didn't belong to her and walked out along the path. The old people followed her timidly.

Xiquan Mountain is very big. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see the mountains on the left and right spreading out for miles.

In the far east, you can vaguely see stars of light in the darkness, which should be the so-called imperial city.

There is a small village at the foot of the mountain, which is dilapidated and looks like a shantytown. Despite this, it is still one of the few places with lights on in the darkness.

And further away, Li Mumu saw many crawling shadows crawling on the ground, slowly crawling towards the east.

"what is that?"

"Those are the rebels, Your Highness."

The old man behind him replied hurriedly.

"Rebels? Where are the rebels? Why are they revolting?"

This question made the old people stunned. After a long time, someone stood up and whispered: "There are natural disasters and man-made disasters. If you can't plant the land, have enough to eat, and can't survive, you can only rebel... The big leader said this is Call it an uprising.”

"Who is the big boss?"

"That's Master Maitreya."

"Are you also a rebel?"

"Yes……"

"They went to attack the imperial city? Why don't you go?"

"We've been there."

The old man apologized and said with a smile: "Last time we already invaded the city, Master Maitreya broke into the palace and snatched His Highness back... Oh no, please take His Highness back, and then we retreated to Xiquan Mountain."

Good guys, it turns out you are all accomplices!

Li Mumu asked in confusion: "Then if you retreat here, will you have a way to survive?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said: "There is no way to survive. Sooner or later, you will die. It's just that Master Maitreya believed the lies of the foreigners, saying that as long as you capture a dragon vein and suppress it at the foot of Xiquan Mountain, some vitality can be restored here..."

"Are there any foreigners here?"

The red string under the skirt of Li Mumu's coat, which she had just eaten and drank, cheered up instantly.

(End of this chapter)