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Chapter 112 It's Not Saved, Wait To Die

Perhaps it was too long ago, which caused these innocent souls to lose their spirituality, and they could only wander around the ancient city instinctively in a daze.

Or maybe these ghost things are not good at all, as long as they don't disturb them, they can live in peace.

In short, the three of them made a wish and spent midnight without any danger.

"call……"

Hu Bayi and Fatty also let out a long breath of shock.

Tonight was really exciting!
It was so exciting that they almost couldn't help scolding their mothers.

Those innocent souls that appeared "out of thin air" are scary enough.

It was already midnight when the three returned to the camp.

The sky has already faintly lit up fish-belly white.

It won't be long before day breaks.

The three of them had no intention of catching up on sleep at this time.

Fortunately, the camp was located at the outskirts of the ancient city, in a remote location, and the terrifying scene at midnight did not affect here.

Everyone didn't notice anything unusual, and there was a lot of snoring in the camp.

It didn't take long for the sky to fully light up.

Lei Xianming was the first to wake up, perhaps because of his age.

When everyone got up and started preparing breakfast, Lei Xianming discovered the clue, and asked Wish if they had seen Dongzi rushing to the street.

"Maybe he felt that it was too hard to carry the oxygen tank on the plateau, and he couldn't bear the guilt, so he just ran away?"

Hu Ba looked normal, drinking the buttered tea in his hand, and said as if nothing had happened.

"Dongzi? Didn't he stay in Sijiu City? Why are you here? Are you confused? Are you hallucinating due to lack of oxygen? Hurry up and intubate you."

The fat man talked nonsense with his eyes open.

It's really like everyone is blind, and Dongzi along the way is really an illusion.

"Ugh……"

Make a wish helpless help the forehead and sigh.

Lei Xianming had no choice but to ask Peter Huang to look for Dongzi everywhere, but in the end he found no results, so he stopped asking. Anyway, Dongzi is just a follower, and whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with the overall situation.

Lei Xianming's ancestors were in the business of "carrying corpses". Although he failed to inherit this skill, he has learned ten percent of the fierceness of his ancestors.

A dispensable rotten follower may not be as important to him as tens of thousands of dollars.

After all, tens of thousands of dollars may also alleviate the plight of his two "baby sons".

"Bosses, we probably won't be able to leave today. The clouds in the sky are too thick. There must have been a lot of wind last night. There will definitely be heavy rain today."

"There are too many yaks in our team. The yaks on our plateau are not afraid of wolves or horse bears, but they are most afraid of thunder. Once there is lightning and thunder on the road, the yaks will definitely run wild."

Just when the group was full of food and drink, and their spirits lifted, the local guide brought bad news to the group.

Hearing this, make a wish and look up at the sky.

Sure enough, the clouds in the sky were extremely thick, and a little morning glow could still be seen, which was indeed a sign that it was about to rain.

"But brother, if we stay another night, then..."

Hu Bayi hesitated to speak.

He is usually not afraid of anything, but last night it really scared him.

The fat man was even more startled, he almost choked on the baked naan in his mouth, and quickly took several mouthfuls of boiled water to recover.

But that face was a little pale, and a little green.

His face was ugly.

Leaving only tomorrow means staying overnight in this ancient city at night, just in case...

Thinking of this, Fatty immediately felt that the naan and buttered tea in his hand were not fragrant.

"It's okay, let's go tomorrow. If the yak goes crazy halfway, it will be a big trouble."

Wishing shook his head and said calmly.

"By the way, Staff Officer Yang, come with me, there is something you really need to see."

Except for Shirley Yang, no one else could figure out what was on the skull.

Several people went to a room in the bunker, made a wish to tell Shirley Yang what happened last night, and then gave Shirley Yang the skull filled with Portuguese.

"This is... the Bible?!"

"However, there seems to be something hidden in the pages inside."

Shirley Yang took the skull and took a closer look, with a surprised expression on her face.

Bible found inside temple...

I hope Buddha and God will not call because of believers?

On the top of the skull, there are layers of paper pasted on it.

Shirley Yang carefully peeled off the dry paper layer by layer.

Starting from the second page, there are many curved black lines drawn on these papers with the Bible written on them.

All the paper pages were carefully removed, and upon closer inspection, these lines turned out to be a complete map.

It may be the map of the ancient Zhang Zhung Dynasty, or it may be the map to the Phoenix Palace.

Seeing this, wishing eyes flickered, and he was relieved.

At least this episode is the same as the plot, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Because it's been a while, these maps are already dilapidated."

"However, I have learned something in this area, and I am sure that I can restore this picture, at least most of it."

Shirley Yang said quite excitedly.

This thing is a ready-made clue. With this picture, they may be one step closer to the altar of the Demon Kingdom.

Can this not be exciting?

"what!"

At this moment, Ah Xiang screamed in panic from outside.

"broken!"

Several people looked at each other and hurried out.

When the four of them went out, Ah Xiang was hiding behind Han Shuna, her watery eyes were wide open, looking at the air among the crowd.

It seemed that she had seen something she shouldn't have seen, and blood stains flowed out from the bottom of Ah Xiang's nose.

Wishing also looked up.

"what?"

As if aware of it, Ah Xiang immediately turned her eyes to make a wish, and there was a look of curiosity and doubt in her eyes.

In this regard, making a wish is just a friendly smile to Ah Xiang.

He found out last night.

Hu Bayi and Fatty couldn't see the wronged soul in the black mist at all, they could only see the shadow, but he could see it very clearly.

It is probably due to the true dragon's blood.

From the perspective of wishing, Dongzi's rotten figure is floating in the air three inches above the ground. His body is covered in blood, his limbs are mutilated, his body is full of weird tooth marks, and his silent eyes are staring straight at him. Look in the direction of Peter Huang.

To be precise, he looked at the black-haired human skin in Peter Huang's hand.

"Hehe, it's true that people can't live without committing crimes. Some things are not so easy to get."

"Lei Xianming, your bodyguard is probably about to hit the street."

Just now, Wishing showed Shirley Yang the skull. The black-haired human skin hadn't figured out how to use it for sex, but it was just randomly placed in the backpack.

However, now that it actually appeared in the hands of Peter Huang, there is no need to say more about it.

It was [-]% instigated by that bastard Lei Xianming.

He also thought that Wishing and the others might have gotten something good, or some clue that he wanted to keep for himself?
Thinking of this, the coldness in Wishing's eyes flashed away, and he gloated at Peter Huang.

That's not bad, he kills himself, just like that bad guy Dongzi, and he saves a lot of trouble.

"Push the street?!"

"Mr. Xu, what do you mean?"

Lei Xianming trembled when he heard this, and asked in surprise.

Ma Zi is gone, and now he relies on Peter Huang to protect his family.

The danger comes not only from the nine-story demon building, but also from those who wish to travel together.

Lei Xianming learned from the information left by his ancestors that those who do Daodou are all ruthless and desperadoes.

Peter Huang, the loyal bodyguard, was Lei Xianming's confidence that he would not be slandered by Wish and others, but now Wish said that Peter Huang was about to hit the street.

"...Axiang, what did you see?"

Lei Xianming didn't care much, and asked Axiang directly.

"I saw that A Dong's whole body was covered with blood, and he looked straight at Peter Huang..."

Ah Xiang took her gaze away from Wishing, and put on a weak and frightened expression again.

After coming out, most of Wishing's attention was focused on Ah Xiang.

Seeing this, the corner of his mouth couldn't help showing a weird smile.

"It's interesting..."

Looking at the past again, Ah Xiang is nodding to make a wish without a trace.

What is this, a loving father and a filial daughter?

"Adong?"

Lei Xianming changed his face, and looked at Xu Yuan and the others with extreme vigilance. He quickly pulled Han Shuna and told Ah Xiang to hide behind Peter Huang.

"Hey, forgot what I told you, Peter Huang moved something that shouldn't be moved, he's dead, and you're still hiding behind him?"

Make a wish and don't care, let's not say that they really didn't kill Dongzi, even if they did, so what?

If he really has evil intentions, can Lei Xianming and Peter Huang stop him?
To put it bluntly, everyone present is...

"No, Mr. Lei, get away from your bodyguard. That man named A Dong should be in the bardo. His current target is Peter Huang, stay away from him."

At this time, the lama who heard Axiang's description remembered something, his face changed, and he said anxiously.

In the concept of Tantric Buddhism, the bardo body is not a ghost, but it is many times more fierce than a ghost.

Tantra believes that after a person dies, before going to reincarnation, this strange state is the bardo body.

The state described by Ah Xiang is the bardo body recorded in the official Tantric scriptures.

At this time, the clouds outside were rolling in, blocking the sunlight in the daytime, and it felt a little more gloomy for no reason.

The thunder was rolling, the thunder continued, and the big raindrops kept falling.

In line with the current atmosphere, everyone swallowed involuntarily.

This situation is not very good.

At this moment, Peter Huang's face suddenly turned extremely pale.

Before the group could react, they fell backwards on their backs.

Seeing this weird scene, everyone couldn't help but look at each other, and they all saw the panic in each other's eyes.

Especially Lei Xianming, Dongzi was gone, he regarded Peter Huang as the guarantee of his life, but before he could instruct Peter Huang to attack Jiangnan and others, Peter Huang fell down suddenly.

"Peter Huang!"

Lei Xianming couldn't help exclaiming.

He leaned forward to take a look, and saw that Peter's yellow face was like gold paper, and his spirit was like a gossamer, and he was about to become in danger.

Even, he still hasn't figured out what happened.

"I've said it all, some things are not so easy to get."

"Although I don't know if your bodyguards took the things on their own initiative or were ordered by you, but there is one thing I can assure you, that is, he is hopeless, just wait for death."

Wishing shook his head and picked up the black-haired man's skin that fell to the ground when Peter Huang fell, and said with a sneer.

At this time, Shirley, Lao Hu, and Fatty also stood beside Wishing, watching coldly.

Just made a wish and mentioned this black-haired man's fur, they more or less know some of the evil ways of this thing.

But wishing obviously put this thing in the bag, unexpectedly, it appeared in Peter Huang's hands as soon as he turned his head.

The facts need no further explanation.

Hearing this, Lei Xianming's face turned blue and white, extremely ugly, but he just couldn't speak.

As wishing guessed.

He thought it was a clue found by Wishing and others, and couldn't help but let Peter Huang take it privately, but he didn't expect it to become Peter Huang's reminder, and he couldn't help but feel some regret in his heart.

"Lama, since you know that Dongzi is in the bardo state, my bodyguard has lost his way of hiding things at this time. I wonder if you can save my bodyguard?"

Lei Xianming's mood was cloudy and uncertain, and he glanced at Wishing and the others who were overseas, and pinned his last hope on the Lama.

Peter Huang can't die yet, at least not now, absolutely not before he gets the crystal corpse.

He had seen descriptions of the bardo in the ancient scriptures of the Reincarnation School.

The person in the bardo becomes non-human and hurts others around him.

"I can't help it. The bardo body is an untransmitted secret of Tantric Buddhism. Only a few monks in Sikkim know how to crack it. I'm just the Buddha's iron stick protector. Where can I find a solution?"

Lama shook his head with a wry smile.

As soon as Axiang saw Dongzi's figure, he reacted.

But it was too late after all.

"Amitabha!"

The lama sang a chant.

"Mr. Lei, your bodyguard is hopeless. I suggest giving him a good time, so as not to make him suffer again."

Lama continued to speak helplessly.

Without knowing the solution, it is indeed the best choice to let Peter Huang be freed as soon as possible.

Moreover, keeping Peter Huang's body would be a great disaster, so it would be more reassuring to have it cremated earlier.

"Brother, you have it!"

At this time, Hu Bayi caught a glimpse of the movement of the black-haired human skin in Wishing's hand, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Everyone looked over, and saw that the black-haired human skin suddenly slowly turned into wisps of black smoke and gradually dissipated.

In the end, only a few strands of black hair remained in the wishing hand.

A piece of Nuo Da's skin disappeared under the eyes of everyone.

The dark clouds outside covered the city, and the day was as dark as the night.

"Tsk! Corpse tendons have appeared, it's really hopeless!"

Wishing to use the light of the fire, he clearly saw Peter Huang's face suddenly turning livid at the moment when the black-haired man's skin disappeared, just like a zombie.

The most frightening thing is that these black fluff seem to have their own consciousness, and they are still swaying slightly.

"Hiss~ I have served the Buddha for many years, but I have never seen such a fierce thing!"

The lama also saw this scene and couldn't help but gasp.

The phenomenon on Peter Huang changed extremely quickly.

Just as he was speaking, his right hand suddenly collapsed, and half of his right hand turned purple-black.

Pressing lightly with his hand, the skin under the skin was like mud, festering quickly from the inside out.

"Boss Lei, let's make a decision earlier."

Seeing this scene, Wishing shook his head and kindly reminded.

"I see!"

Lei Xianming's face was extremely ugly, cloudy and sunny, and it took him a while to make up his mind. He took out a pistol from Peter Huang's waist and pressed it against Peter Huang's temple.

Taking a deep breath, he pulled the trigger.

boom!
The muffled gunfire was drowned in the rolling thunder.

(End of this chapter)