Chapter 88: The Gate of Hell, Sin-Eating Baru

After entering the cave, Gu Bai could still see clearly.

At first glance, A Dong is a habitual thief and his moves are skillful.

In just a few moments, the iron chain tied to the base of the statue of Wrathful King Ming was untied.

The big iron lock on it was like a decoration, and it didn't take Adong two minutes in total.

But when I moved the statue of Wrathful King Ming into the bag, an accident happened.

What Adong didn't expect was that there was an iron chain attached to the bottom of the statue of the Angry King Ming.

This iron chain has no lock, but is directly connected to the black iron door behind.

A Dong put the statue directly from the base into the bag, but there was a crash and the chain was pulled.

The six-character mantra on the iron door at the end of the iron chain was ripped off at once.

Torn down the middle.

The iron door that was originally sealed by the six-character mantra was also pulled open by the iron chain.

A cold and smelly evil wind blew out from the crack in the door.

There was also a whimpering sound, which was very much like the cry of a ghost.

A Dongyi was neither brave nor brave. He was so frightened that his legs weakened, and then he knelt on the ground with a common sound.

Kowtow again and again.

He was still mumbling.

"Buddha, please calm down, Buddha, please calm down. I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child. I am alone and weak and cannot afford to support them. I have no choice but to do this. Buddha, please be merciful and help those in need. Please don't make things difficult for me..."

This rhetoric is commonly used by local gangsters and pickpockets in Beijing.

Whenever someone catches me, I can speak out the words right away. It is not something I memorized, but a conditioned reflex, ingrained in my bones.

Now that Adong was making a noise by moving the Buddha statue, Hu Bayi and Wang Fatty couldn't help it anymore.

This rhetoric was very familiar to both of them.

I often encounter people like this at Panjiayuan’s street stalls.

Fatty Wang couldn't help but laugh.

In the middle of the night, in the extremely silent ruined ancient temple, with cold wind still blowing behind the iron gate, laughter was suddenly heard.

A Dong peed on the spot.

A foul smell wafted out of the cave entrance.

A Dong kept kowtowing, and the words in his mouth gradually lost their logic and were completely nonsense.

Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang were about to continue scaring A Dong, but found that A Dong suddenly stopped.

His face also turned white.

Apparently, he was frightened by something.

At this time, A Dong's eyes happened to be looking at the gap in the open iron door.

It seemed like something was crawling out from inside the iron gate.

A harsh sound of nails scratching metal came from behind the iron door.

Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang both frowned, obviously shocked by A Dong's performance.

Gu Bai's heart moved.

The gates of hell are finally open.

With his all-seeing eyes, Gu Bai could clearly see the golden sealing power on the black iron door breaking and dissipating.

Behind the iron door, the sinister black air, as thick as ink asphalt, was flowing out continuously.

The evil force is slowly pushing the iron gate.

This is also the reason why the sound came from the iron gate.

At this moment, a ray of cold moonlight shot in from the hole on the top of the Samsara Temple.

The angle of the moonlight just illuminated the hole.

The thing behind the iron gate finally appeared in front of Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang.

Behind the dark iron door, a blue-gray human hand stretched out.

The skin of the human hand is pale, and the blood vessels on it are all blue-black, and each one is clearly visible, like a spider web.

The fingers are a bit like human hands, but they are much longer than human hands. The nails are very sharp and black.

Hu Ba whispered, "It's broken, it's a rice dumpling!"

Both Lao Hu and Fatty Wang thought they were zombies.

However, Gu Bai knew very clearly that it was definitely not a zombie.

At this moment, Gu Bai is the ancestor of zombies.

If it was really a zombie, Gu Bai could make it crawl on the ground and it would never dare to raise its head. Soon, this weird thing had completely walked out from behind the iron gate.

Under the moonlight, this thing has a layer of white hair on its body.

Not to mention, it does look a bit similar to the white zombie that merged with Gu Bai from the Insect Valley.

It's just that this thing's body is stooped, skinny and skinny, and its frame is quite big.

It looks awkward compared to humans, the proportions are wrong, and it exudes the brutality and bloodthirsty of a beast.

The two eyes were shining with a faint light.

"Sin-eater Baru!" Gu Bai said softly.

But the tone was not one of panic, but excitement.

Fatty Wang didn't understand what it was at all. Hu Ba was stunned and immediately remembered the hell-like murals in the Reincarnation Temple.

There is a layer of hell in it, full of hungry ghosts biting and devouring the sins in people.

This thing is called Balu in Tibetan dialect.

Sin-eating Balu is the hungry ghost in hell who devours souls.

Although it was a bit strange, Hu Bayi still asked Fatty Wang and Gu Bai to cover their mouths with cloth to prevent the monster from smelling the odor.

A Dong below does not have this treatment.

The appearance of Sin-Eating Balu immediately made Adong roll his eyes and lie back, scared to death.

However, when Gu Bai activated his telepathy skill, he could clearly feel the fear emanating from Adong.

This kid actually pretended to be dead.

He can be considered a bit quick-witted.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

Because at this time, a strange meow like an old cat came from behind the iron gate.

One after another.

The entire Reincarnation Temple echoed with terrifying sounds.

Then, more than a dozen Sin-Eating Barus emerged from behind the iron gate one after another.

Some of them are small, about the same size as children in their teens, but most of them are taller than ordinary people.

After these sin-eating Balu came out, they were very excited when they saw A Dong lying on the ground, and immediately gathered around him.

Gu Bai could feel Adong's hair standing up and his hands trembling.

I wanted to run, but it was too late now.

Just when Sin-eating Balu was about to bite, suddenly there was another dull, dry cry from behind the iron door.

Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang couldn't help but cover their ears.

The sand on the top of the temple also fell rustlingly due to the sound.

Soon, a huge sin-eating Balu who was more than two meters tall came out from behind the iron gate.

All the hair on this guy's head has fallen out, but the white hair on his body has begun to turn faintly red.

His body is not as shriveled as other sin-eating Balu, and his muscles are knotted and unusually strong.

After this thing came out, the other sin-eating Balu immediately became quiet and retreated.

Gu Bai's eyes lit up. Wow, not only are there so many Sin-Eating Barus, but there is also a leader?

It’s fine if you don’t come, but once you come it’s big.

This large Sin-Eating Balu roared for a while, forcing all the other Sin-Eating Balu back.

The saliva from his mouth sprayed all over A Dong's face.

At this time, the smell around Adong was no longer just the smell of urine, but also the smell of feces.

Finally I can no longer pretend to be dead.

Adong took a few deep breaths as if he was desperate for his life, struggled to get up from the ground, took out a short knife in his hand, and tried to force the sin-eating Balu away, and rushed out of the Samsara Temple.

However, Adong had just taken two or three steps when the huge sin-eating Balu hooked his fingers on his belt.

A Dong ran a few steps frantically, but found that he couldn't run at all.

When he turned around, his face was filled with snot and tears. While crying loudly, he used the short knife in his hand to cut off Sin-Eating Balu's arm desperately.

At the same time, the other hand actually pulled out a triangular thorn from the body. When Gu Bai saw the triangular thorn, his eyes flashed.

This thing is a melee weapon.

Every time he stabbed it, a blood hole was formed and the bleeding could not be stopped.

In the hands of an expert, this is a one-hit kill.

The gangsters on the street would not use this thing unless it was a life or death situation.

(End of this chapter)

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