death row

Chapter 167 The Mahatma
Although the electric current was strong, it did no harm to me. When I recovered my eyesight, I saw Little Liu holding a sword made of five emperors' money against my head.

He used the method of exorcising demons, and I am now in the body of a demon spirit, so I have a very strong receptor for spells. Even a piece of five emperors' money is a dangling sword in my eyes.

But the ax spirit is the ax spirit after all, so how can a poor Taoist priest like Xiaoliuzi be able to defeat him.

Breaking off the "sword blade" easily, I threw it in the grass and said, "Do you want me to tell you the color of your underwear?"

He was obviously stunned by this question, and he was dumbfounded: "What do you mean?"

"You're wearing a pair of dark blue boxer trousers, and your socks were worn by turns before Yu Qin came here, and you never washed them. Am I right?"

I was deeply impressed by my own wisdom, and at this point, Xiao Liuzi finally believed that it was Wen Tianji who asked, "How did you become like this?"

"The place where I work is too evil, so it's like this, but it will recover in a while, don't worry." I dealt with it casually.

Little Six really had no doubts, so I carried Yu Qin on my back, he was wearing a battle armor, and we returned to our destination.

"Today is August [-]th." Little Six looked at the calendar and said.

My heart skipped a beat, it was only four days away.

There is a saying in the tomb robber industry that there are three days in a year when you must stop. Ching Ming Festival is the first in order.

The second is July [-]th. Needless to say, Ghost Festival is certainly not a "good day" for digging into graveyards.

The third is August fourteenth.Compared with the previous two days, this is the time when all the ghosts are out, because they want to see their relatives living in the yang world before the reunion day on August [-]th.

At this time, the ghosts are full of resentment because of their eagerness to miss people. If they are not careful, they may offend and be entangled by them. Therefore, August [-]th is a very bad day for tomb robbers.

It seems that the so-called "passage to hell" is almost the same.

Back in the Dragon Spirit Clan, when they saw the Mahatma armor in our hands, they all burst into tears with excitement, and immediately offered sacrifices.

Then it entered the preparation period. There were not many people in Longling's tribe. There were only a hundred adult men including young men like Jiang Er, and the rest were mostly old and weak women and children. food.

In a large stone house near the back mountain, there are piles of strangely shaped weapons. There are two kinds of the most types, namely the soul-chasing arrow and the trident.

I have known the effects of these two weapons for a long time, and they are all weapons with magical effects.

As for the Mahatma Knife, I borrowed it temporarily and pulled out the handle. This knife actually has three blades, and it can strike three strokes at a time, which is equivalent to three times the combat power out of thin air.

In the afternoon, taking advantage of the clear weather, all the fighters left the station and went to the battlefield. They were all saying goodbye to each other. Among them, the most impressive one was a white-haired mother-in-law, holding her son's hand and telling him No, no, nothing, toss and turn

It was a sentence: "Be careful in everything, and you must come back to see your mother die." The young man was only seventeen or eighteen years old, knelt in front of the old man and kissed her feet, then got up resolutely and followed the crowd to the mountain.

Long Ling sighed: "In the past 20 years, the old man lost her husband and two sons, this is her youngest son."

I sighed secretly, maybe this is fate.

Through the secret road to the top of the mountain, standing on a huge and open mountain road, in the center is the highest end of M4 peak, I saw a huge conical mountain towering into the sky, covered with white snow.

In this extremely cold polar region, Long Ling shouted at the top of his voice, "Bring the wine."

Six or seven tall and strong men walked out of the hole with a big crock pot in their arms. Several bonfires were set up on the ground, and the temperature rose a lot. The two rows of large tables were full of wine bowls, and when they were filled one by one, they immediately burst into flames. A strong smell of alcohol emanates.

Long Ling held up a big bowl and said: "When I was young, I never experienced a single battle, and I thought this should be the last time, but it kept repeating itself. It seems that these demons will never be completely wiped out, and they will come to the world again every year. , so I also have
I have doubts, and I have also been shaken. The reason why I have not given up until today is not how noble my consciousness is, but because I know that I have no way out. "

After that, he pointed to the cliff behind him and said, "Less than ten kilometers down from here is the human world. There are my relatives there, as well as your relatives. If we give up resistance, it means giving up our relatives. If so, as
Soldiers, what is the meaning of our existence? "

There was no sound at the scene, and everyone stared at him with wide eyes. I just felt a rush of heat flowing in my chest. His words were not an indignant battle document, nor an inspiring pre-war mobilization. He just explained it in a normal tone

Reason: Warriors exist to protect their homeland.

"Brothers, thank you for your hard work. Let's work together to stop this and return the world to a year of peace." After saying that, he raised his neck and poured a bowl of wine into his stomach.

We each drank a large bowl of wine, which had a really high alcohol content. After drinking it, it was like a flame rose in our stomachs, making people feel panicked and hot all over.

Long Ling tore off the leather jacket on his upper body to reveal his muscular body and said, "Come on, let those bastards know that we will never surrender." A man's majestic roar suddenly rose from the vast mountain .

Then the two armors of the Mahatma were placed in the most conspicuous position on the top of the mountain, and tributes were placed. After Long Ling led the crowd to worship the armor of the Mahatma, they each picked up a hammer and beat the trident into the mud in groups of two.

Little Six looked at it from a distance and said, "This is Marquis Wu Fengmo Formation."

"Marquis Wu seals the magic formation? What do you mean?" I asked puzzled.

"This is a little-known event in the history of the Three Kingdoms. The Shu Kingdom is located in the west of Sichuan, and the land is fertile. However, there was almost no rain in the Shu land for a year. No matter how the people prayed for rain, it was ineffective. After that, farmers were bitten to death one after another. , the death shape is that there are four places on the neck

Hole, blood was sucked out of his body. "

"Only Marquis Wu knows that there must be a drought demon here. The drought demon is a kind of zombie. It will take five lifetimes of catastrophe to transform from a corpse into a drought demon. Therefore, once it is cultivated, it will fly into the sky and escape from the ground. It is extremely difficult to catch, so Wu Hou used the farmland mud to Birds in the sky, there is another special

Created a demon-sealing array with a silk screen, using dummy wooden stakes nailed to the mud in the direction of Fuxi's gossip, flying carrion crows in the sky, and filling the gaps in the stakes with holes and nets, so that once the drought demon appears The body will fall into the formation, and some places can walk but not fly,
Some places can fly, but the crows will peck at the flesh when they smell the breath of a dead person, so they trapped the scorpion in it firmly, and finally set fire to the wooden dummy, which naturally burned it to death. "

"What if the crow really uses this formation? It's missing a very important element," I said.

"It's true that crows can't fly here, but the devil is not a scorpion, so it may not be able to fly." Little Six woke me up with one sentence.

A group of shirtless men on the top of the snow mountain swung their hammers in the extremely cold climate and placed the tridents on the ground in the Fuxi gossip formation. Some of them were even covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

I was busy until the evening before I put all the tridents in place. Long Ling came to me and said with a serious expression: "The people who really fight against the devil army are not us, but these tridents. When the passage of hell is opened, there will be a strong electromagnetic field in the sky. trident will inhale

The ions generated by the electromagnetic field release lightning, forming a grid effect, blocking the way out of the demon army. "

Marquis Wu used the net, and they used the power grid.

"With our help this time, it shouldn't be a big problem." I said confidently.

Then I distributed the firearms, and none of the young people got one. I briefly explained the essentials of shooting. Whether they can understand it depends on their ability to accept it.

At night, a strong wind suddenly blew up on the top of the mountain, and the thick fog in the mountain was blown away, revealing a huge golden full moon, and the black clouds rendered by the night fluttered back and forth beside the huge moon.

The weather is really nice.

Just then in the sky above our heads a meteor trailed across the sky with a long tail of fire, and I was about to say: make a wish.

However, the epidemic suddenly exploded, and a green spark spread in the sky. When the spark was young, a thick green gas similar to smoke lingered in the area where the meteor exploded, and it did not dissipate.

Long Ling sighed and said, "The battle is about to begin."

All the tridents were faintly shimmering with dots of golden light, and the mist that was blown away just now returned silently to envelop us tightly.

(End of this chapter)