death row

Chapter 156 The Valley of the Holy Helm
"Fighting the devil?" I then thought of the "Passage to Hell" in the old Taoist diary.

"Every five years, August 4th is the day when the devils in hell break through hell and come to the world, and M[-] peak is the exit of this passage from hell. We are destined to fight these devils from the first day we are born , to prevent them from leading to the human world, but the power of the devil has become stronger and stronger in recent years, and we have been unable to do what we want in these years."

The middle-aged man said: "Longling is actually not a name, but an identity."

"An identity? What exactly do you mean?" I asked puzzled.

"Guests, please come with me and let the third generation of the Dragon Spirit Clan explain all this to you."

Then we came to a stone house, and saw an old man sitting on a recliner in the center of the room. He was covered with a sheepskin jacket and looked haggard like a zombie, staring blankly at the ceiling, motionless.

Long Ling whispered in his ear: "Old patriarch, the person who caught the soul-chasing arrow with bare hands has finally been found."

Hearing these words, his whole body seemed to be revived, his dry and lifeless eyes suddenly flickered and looked at us, and even trembled with excitement: "Who is it? Which hero is it?"

"This is it." Long Ling pointed at me.

The old man reluctantly raised his head to look at me and said, "That's great, I really didn't expect to see you again in my lifetime."

I was confused and said: "Old man, from what you mean, it seems that you already know me?"

"Sir, please sit down. Forgive me for being so old and weak that I can't get up anymore."

"You're welcome, old man. I'll be next to you. If you have something to say, please tell me."

The old man nodded slightly, with a look of relief on his face, and said: "All this is due to the mission of the Longling family. There have been 31 generations since the first generation. After defeating the Devil Legion, we have never seen this legendary sacred object again. Although we have divine soldiers to rely on, the Devil Legion has become more and more powerful over the years, and we are no longer able to do what we want."

"Why didn't the Tantric Mahatma appear?" I asked.

"Because after that battle, the first generation of dragon spirits lost the Mahatma's armor in the Valley of the Holy Helm. Without the armor, we can no longer invite the Mahatma to help us. We can only fight against the devil with our own strength, and according to the The last words of a generation of dragon spirits, the prerequisite for regaining the holy helmet is the appearance of a hero who catches the soul-chasing arrow with his bare hands, and the soul-chasing arrow is the most powerful weapon in the dragon spirit clan. I thought no one in the world could do it, but unexpectedly It actually made me wait for the hero to come to this world in my lifetime."

The old man said that he broke down in tears because of being too excited.

And I can only sigh in secret, the Central Plains is full of people with such skills, why don't they go down the mountain to actively look for them?
It seems that the matter of finding the Mahatma armor is none other than me. Thinking of this, I didn't pretend to be confused and said: "Old man, it's no problem to do this, but I want to know if the armor can really summon the Tantric Mahatma?"

"Absolutely not wrong." The old man said firmly.

Then he said: "Hero, on behalf of the whole family, old and young, thank you for your generous help."

Seeing him like that, if he can stand up, he must give me a knock. The expression of the old man also aroused my inner hero complex, and I inadvertently saw Yu Qin's involuntary admiration for me. Unable to restrain himself, he said to Long Ling with a thick neck: "Where is the Holy Helm Valley, just take me there."

"Yes, then I will trouble the hero to help."

Then our group came to the valley where Jiang Er jumped down before through the secret road in the mountain. Long Ling pointed to the valley full of weapons and said: "This is the Valley of the Holy Helm, where the armor of the Tantric Mahatma was lost hundreds of years ago. "

"Wait for my news, as long as it's still there, I'll definitely bring it back to you." I was about to go down with my head full of enthusiasm, but Yu Qin asked Long Ling, "Uncle, what are the characteristics of that armor?"

I slapped my head and almost forgot the most important point, girls are careful.

Long Ling said: "One pair of armor is golden yellow, the other is dark red, both are made of wrought copper, with a French seal on the outside."

A rope was fixed in front of a big rock on the top of the mountain, and the three of them went down in a file. When I reached the bottom of the valley, I suddenly felt a little strange and said: "I just thought of a question. If only people like me can enter the Valley of the Holy Helm, Jiang Er was in front of me before. The one who jumped, didn’t he get out of the way too?”

"If they intend to deceive us, they have already been fooled, so hurry up and find something first."

Little Liuzi said something that made me blush.

This time I got closer, and I could see it more clearly. The head of the huge golden hammer was at least three meters high, and the handprints of five fingers could be clearly seen on the handle with a thick bowl mouth. One can imagine the strength of the holder.

"This must be the weapon used by the Tantric Mahatma." I said.

The three of us circled around the bottom of the valley, and the golden weapons faintly emitted golden light in the valley, reflecting the place like a golden forest.

The surface of the huge weapon is shiny golden, and after years of wind and rain erosion, there is no rust at all, so this is definitely not a weapon made of ordinary metal.

I tried to move one of the handles, but found that the handle was extremely heavy and I couldn't move it at all.

"You all be careful, these weapons will release lightning." I said.

As soon as the voice fell, I heard a dull dog barking, and I immediately became vigilant and said: "Be careful, those damned martyrs are coming again."

However, half a day after we hid in Hammerhead, there was no movement at all, only the non-stop barking of dogs one after another.

After a while, we all felt that something was wrong, so we drew out our pistols and walked out cautiously, following the sound all the way forward around the bottom of the valley full of huge weapons. In front of us was a forest path filled with white mist, and the sound of dogs barking It came from the white mist.

Since we searched the bottom of the valley and found no trace of the armor, we had to go through the woods to continue searching. I said to the two: "You must follow me closely."

The three of us walked towards the woods in a file. When our bodies were completely wrapped in white mist, our exposed skin suddenly felt damp, and even our breathing was not smooth.

The fog here has a lot of moisture, and there is a disgusting rancid smell in the damp water vapor.

"It stinks to death." Yu Qin whispered to himself.

I quickly raised my finger and gave a "hush", then listened carefully to the movement around me.

There was still the sound of dogs barking one after another, but there was no sound of footsteps.

The situation here was weird, so I moved forward with extra caution. After walking for about ten minutes, suddenly there was an openness in front of me, and we finally passed the foggy path safely.

However, everything in front of me...

I simply wondered if I had come to hell.

I saw that standing under my feet was a large earth pit that was dug out deeply. The earth pit was full of human and animal corpses, stumps, and internal organs.

Most of them are rotten, with a layer of green slime floating on the surface, and the stench is accompanied by flies and mosquitoes.

(End of this chapter)