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Chapter 82 Candlestick 9 Yin

A red light hit the mural in front of him.

Several people's backs were frozen - there are no lights here.

Such red round lights can easily give people bad associations, especially Yu Qian and Qi You, who had "close contact" with the "ancient god" at the Xiacheng District Wastewater Plant.

What is watching them from behind?

The sense of oppression is almost breathless, and the red light with a diameter of several meters on the mural makes it impossible to imagine what kind of behemoth is behind it.

Sammy wanted to look back.

Umikawa held her shoulders and shouted: "Don't look back!"

Mu Buwan's face was filled with fear and helplessness, and it was obvious that he was thinking of something: "Should...could it be..."

"Crash..." The sound of stones falling continuously came to my ears.

Yu Qian saw from the corner of her eye that the stones on the stone statue beside her were peeling off piece by piece, and the stone statue turned into a living person under her eyes——

The stone statue, no, the man in the white shirt was frozen with an urgent expression before he could put it away: "You..."

He just said two words, his eyes swept over the red light projected on the mural, and he muttered nervously: "The third time, it's daytime! You won't be petrified during the day..."

He said, turning his head sharply.

When Yu Qian saw that this guy was still alive, he also turned around. He was instantly frozen in place by the shocking scene in front of him. After a long time, he finally uttered two words: "Idiot!"

Others also turned around and saw the scene in front of them - the ground parted on both sides at some point, revealing a dark space with no bottom visible below, and a huge monster quietly came out from below and stood in front of everyone. behind.

It has the head of a human and the body of a snake. It is red all over. The eyes on its face are vertical and have blood-red pupils. More of its tail is still underground. It is not known how long it is, but the exposed part has already touched the underground palace of about 20 meters. top.

Mu Buwan's legs went weak: "Zhu Jiuyin! How can it really be this thing! I should have thought of it earlier! This is the 'Dragon Palace'!"

"Oh my god..." Umikawa opened his mouth.

Qi You asked: "It...is a dragon?"

Hai Jianchuan shook his head: "The god of Zhongshan, whose name is Zhuyin, is regarded as day, silent as night, blowing as winter, breathing as summer, does not drink, does not eat, does not rest, and breathes as the wind. His body is thousands of miles long. In the infinite To the east, it is an object with a human face and a snake body, red, and it lives at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain."

Yu Qian looked at the white shirt: "What do you mean by the third day during the day?"

The white shirt stared nervously into Zhu Jiuyin's eyes and backed away slowly: "It blinks once and it changes between day and night. It will not be petrified during the day but will be petrified at night. That's how I was hit last time."

He had retreated to the top of the steps: "This is the third time, I am still alive, so the petrification is lifted."

His tone was full of disbelief. He himself had never thought that he could be alive and still be able to be de-petrified.

Within a few words, Zhu Jiuyin was attracted by the ants underground. He lowered his head and looked down, stretched his neck, and wanted to come over and take a look.

Yu Qian asked eagerly: "Where is the exit tunnel?"

Mu Buwan came to his senses when she shouted: "Here... there is the throne! There is a mechanism! Only after pressing it can the corridor be opened!"

The moment the white shirt ran towards the throne, Zhu Jiuyin's eyes moved.

It blinked slowly, its eyelids closing.

"Don't look at it! Close your eyes!" White Shirt shouted, "If you open your eyes, you will be petrified!"

Everyone closed their eyes for an instant, and darkness replaced the light.

Yu Qian gritted his teeth and asked the most important question: "Damn it, even if you can't see it, who knows when it will blink again? Do we have to keep our eyes closed all the time? Is there any pattern for its blinking?"

The white shirt also gritted his teeth: "How do I know? I opened my eyes last time!"

It goes without saying that he had turned into stone before he had a chance to observe last time.

"Is it okay not to look into its eyes?" she asked again.

"I don't fucking know!" No one dared to speak anymore. Even their breathing was very low. Any sound would affect their hearing and prevent them from detecting its movements.

"Slowly lean toward the throne." The white shirt said in a breathy voice.

Several people moved slowly up the steps.

Everyone's nerves are like tight strings that may break at any time, and the opportunity only requires a little movement from the nine-yin candle below.

This guy, who is called a god in legend, is huge and weird beyond everyone's imagination.

But the surroundings remained quiet, as if it had never moved.

But Yu Qian was vaguely aware of the approaching danger. It had nothing to do with her five senses. It was her subconscious that had been in crisis for many years that sounded the alarm.

The feeling of oppression is getting heavier and heavier.

The hairs all over her body almost stood up, and a soft touch brushed against her earlobes.

The hair belongs to Sai Mi. Apart from herself, only Sai Mi has long hair.

The next second, Yu Qian's scalp went numb, and faster than he realized, he grabbed Sai Mi's neck and pulled her down. The two of them threw themselves to the side and rolled down together.

"Boom!"

At the same time, with a loud noise, the steps they were standing on collapsed and fell into the abyss.

"Tweet...Tell me you can open your eyes, ah--" After Mu Buwan finished speaking, he seemed to open his eyes and didn't know what he saw, and let out a scream of fear.

Yu Qian's trust in others was far from enough to make her open her eyes immediately.

"Yu...Yuzai...you..." Qi You couldn't speak clearly.

His voice trembled, as if he had been greatly frightened.

Yu Qian opened his eyes when he heard several other people gasping in fright.

The moment she could see, there was a buzzing sound in her mind, and she went blank for a moment - that huge face was very close at hand, Zhu Jiuyin stretched her neck to get under it, and if she rolled down a little further, she would be close to it. On Zhu Jiuyin's face.

Its eyes were bigger than the door, like a full-length mirror. In those red eyes, Yu Qian could clearly see his dull expression and stiff body under the shock.

It took her several seconds to feel that her brain belonged to her again.

"It's over..." Qi You suddenly said, "Throne..."

Yu Qian did not dare to look back, but her reflection in Zhu Jiuyin's eyes was clearly visible. The throne above had fallen into the endless abyss along with the collapse of the ground.

"With the agency gone, can we still get out?" he asked.

"The corridor did not appear..." Mu Buwan had a look of despair in his eyes.

The exit did not appear and the mechanism was destroyed.

A heavy feeling of despair began to spread in the palace.

"It's going to blink!" White Shirt yelled, "Close your eyes!"

Zhu Jiuyin's eyelids slowly went down.

Yu Qian was the closest, and she was almost close to its eyes. She even felt that the eyelids were like a guillotine, about to clamp her head and take away her life.

Her eyes fell on the spot where the throne fell in the reflection, and she bit the tip of her tongue suddenly. The smell of blood filled her mouth, and the oppressive feeling that made her unable to move was gone.

There was a flash of cold light and she jumped up suddenly.

"bass!"

A sword passed through Zhu Jiuyin's left eyelid and nailed it to his forehead, making him unable to close his eyes, so the other eye also did not close.


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