Nightcrawler: 20 Years of Peaceful Demons

Chapter 457 The Silent Team

When we started to get to know this teacher Zhang Jie in depth, everyone discovered that this Kunlun expert, the organizer and leader of the scientific expedition team, actually has many secrets that are not known to the public.

These pieces of information alone seem to be nothing, but after careful study, we find all sorts of weirdness and awkwardness.

Tang Dao then asked some more questions, but Inspector Xie didn't know much. After all, she had limited contact with Teacher Zhang Jie. She started when she took over the project, and some relevant information came from inquiries. If you want a deeper understanding, you can only go back to her unit to check.

But at this time, how can we do it?

Captain Peng maintained certain doubts about Tang Dao's judgment, but he also knew that the current situation was a bit embarrassing. After all, Teacher Zhang Jie escaped inexplicably, and put us in a situation where we could not advance or retreat.

What should I do next?

Ahead is the foggy, dangerous hell and the eightfold cold realm, and there are unidentified pursuers behind us. We are trapped here at the moment, what should we do?
This is the problem we need to face seriously.

Tang Dao looked at Captain Peng and said that you should know what the informant said. Now that Mr. Zhang Jie is nowhere to be found, we can only rely on our own strength to find it.

Ma Yi'ao also nodded and said: "Yes, Captain Peng, at this moment, you are still hiding something from us. I'm afraid everyone really doesn't know what to do."

After making eye contact with Inspector Xie, Captain Peng and Inspector Xie said, "Indeed, I have a brief record here, and after investigation and research by a group of experts, I finally came up with a sketch——Hell's eight-fold cold world , in line with the eight cold hells in Buddhist legends. The eight cold hells are blister hell, blister crack hell, tooth-cracking hell, Ah-chirp hell, whirring hell, crack-like green lotus hell, crack-like red lotus hell, Cracked like a big red lotus hell, and the White Tiger Secret Realm should be in that cracked red lotus hell."

He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and spread it out.

Everyone gathered around, and someone showed it with a strong flashlight, and I saw a very rough map, which looked like it was drawn by a child, with simple strokes, but when I looked carefully, I was shocked to find , Whether it is the single suspended bridge we have experienced, or the ghost willow forest, or the stream that makes people freeze into ice in an instant, and the ruins of the Danfang we are in at the moment, there are marks on it.

Except for these places, the entire map is divided into several areas, which are exactly the places Captain Peng mentioned just now, that is, the eight names of hell.

I looked at it carefully, and Ma Yi'ao asked: "This hell, the eightfold cold world, has existed since the ancient prehistoric times, and Buddhism only came here in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Why is this place named after the world?" What about the teachings in Buddhism?"

Captain Napeng said: "Indeed, the name here did not follow the name that was lost in the ancient prehistoric period, but was re-established later, and it is said that this is also the name when Baihu established his mansion here— —Baihu is proficient in Buddhism, and it is said that he once went to Tianzhu..."

He patiently explained to Ma Yi'ao, while my attention was looking for the so-called "Cracking Red Lotus Hell", and found that from where we are, it takes three place.

The first is the vesicular hell.

The second is Clenching Hell.

The third is whirring hell.

Because this map is the result of text visualization, the control of the distance is not precise. It only notes some major landmarks. As for the range and distance, the drawing is very random, which makes people confused. Case.

I patiently wrote down all the information on the map, while the rest of the people are taking the time to check it.

Ma Yi'ao looked at it very quickly. After he probably had a look, he stood up and started to come to the alchemy cauldron, climbed up, removed the lid of the cauldron, and shined a flashlight inside.

I almost finished memorizing it, so I walked over and asked, "What's in it?"

Ma Yi'ao said that there were some residues, but too much time had passed, and it had become one with the stove.

I knocked on the edge of the stove and asked, "What kind of material is this?"

Ma Yi'ao touched it, and said: "It may be bronze, or it may be meteorite or something. Anyway, the ancient forging and smelting technology is limited, even in the prehistoric and ancient times, which are legendary."

I stroked the cauldron, felt the biting coldness of the metal, thought about it, and said, "Tell me, what kind of thing is Ugin?"

Ma Yi'ao was stunned for a moment when he heard my words, and then said, "Do you think this thing is very likely to be Ujin?"

I laughed and said it was just an open mind, how could it be so easy to get it?

Ma Yi'ao said: "Wujin is soft, like gold, but softer. It's as black as ink, and you can feel the active power gathering inside. It's metal, but it's more like clay. The material should not be Ugin—however, this thing looks quite precious, if possible, take it back and study it, maybe you can have something to say about it.”

I said too big.

Ma Yi'ao thought for a while, and jumped into the cauldron, and then I heard him beating inside, and couldn't help shouting: "What are you doing?"

Ma Yi'ao said wait, I'll get something.

I saw that he didn't stop, and I guess I still have to do it, so I walked to the ruins not far away, and saw some jade bottles scattered on the ground, I bent down to pick them up, thinking that there must be some left from the ancient times inside. Didn't the elixir come out, buddy?
But the ideal is plump, but the reality is skinny. These are empty bottles with nothing in them.

Although this Hell Eightfold Cold Realm is extremely dangerous, it is not that no one has been there. Among other things, the reason why the White Tiger Mystery Realm exists here is that the ancient great sage named White Tiger camped here, and it is more powerful than those in ancient times. The immortals of Kunlun are much older, let alone those we don't know.

So many people come and go, it’s like combing through a grate, so how can there be any bargains for us?

But as the saying goes, "Thieves don't fall in vain", they have come, I can't leave empty-handed, so I picked some jade bottles that looked good and put them in the gossip bag.

I picked more than a dozen relatively complete jade bottles, and Ma Yi'ao also crawled out. He held a dozen pieces of dry old mud in his hand, and handed them to me, saying that the metal could not be scraped off. Yes, but these things seem to be the dregs of alchemy. I feel it, full of aura, but I am not sure what the specific ingredients are. I dig out a little bit, hold it first, and go out later. If I have a chance, I will find a laboratory Check out the ingredients.

Well, I also said that I "never fail a thief", and Ma Yi'ao didn't even let go of the old mud underneath.

The two of us really like each other.

I put away the old mud from the cauldron furnace, and Captain Peng and the others discussed a general idea, came over, and said to Ma Yi'ao and me, "Although Teacher Zhang Jie is nowhere to be seen, we have already There is no way to retreat, only to move forward, what do you think?"

Ma Yi'ao said: "You are the captain, we naturally obey your command and arrangement."

In the past, Captain Peng was on guard against me and Ma Yi'ao, but because of our excellent performance along the way and the repeated losses of his subordinates, he had to pay attention to us.

After confirming that we had no objections, Captain Peng said, "Okay, let's continue."

A group of people continued to move forward, turned over the ruins of Danfang, and set off looking at the destination on the map.

Before leaving, I took a special look at Huang Xueer, and found that his whole body had been burned into a charred mummy, and he died in extreme pain.

Looking at him, I felt a little sad.

I didn't have a good impression of him before, especially when he threatened Ma Yi'ao and asked Ma Yi'ao to cooperate with scientific research. Seeing that he really died here now, I feel inexplicably sad.

This is probably the "sorrow of the rabbit dead fox".

After all, in such a place, no one can pat their chests and guarantee that they will survive.

Perhaps, like him, I may also lie down in this eightfold cold realm of hell with an ugly face, and then become a member of the bones everywhere.

So my sadness is not because of him, but because of my confusion about my own destiny.

Everyone continued to move forward. Due to the continuous loss of personnel and the uncertain future due to the departure of Teacher Zhang Jie, the atmosphere in the team became more and more dull. No one spoke, just walked silently, and carefully looked around. , to prevent any danger from coming.

The little monk held up the magic pestle in his hand all the way, which not only made it difficult for those black breaths flying in the wind to approach, but also brought us a little warmth.

He is like a lighthouse.

This situation became more and more obvious as we walked in. Those black auras seemed to be alive and conscious, following us like a shadow, flying around, barking their teeth and claws, but it was terrifying to watch.

It's hard to imagine what the team would look like without the blessing of the ancient Buddha relics burning lamps in the hands of the young monks.

However, Teacher Zhang who left in a hurry, why isn't she afraid of this?
When I thought of this, I was very puzzled, and almost half an hour later, after turning over a ridge again, a large desolate ancient battlefield appeared in front of us. There are even more bones and traces left by countless giant beasts in the alchemy room. In addition, among the dense bones, I saw some dry corpses that have not rotted for thousands of years.

Those are human figures.

I was shocked by these ancient battlefields as wide as football fields, but at this moment, there was a strange sound of footsteps behind us.

And wheezing.

When I turned around, I immediately had a look of horror, and I was so frightened that I was scared out of my wits.

Huang Xueer, who had died in the alchemy room, actually walked towards us slowly with heavy steps.

(End of this chapter)