final catastrophe

Chapter 428 112. Big Snake Cloud

The government opened a case to investigate, but it was fruitless.

The ghost fog area is getting wider and wider, completely out of the isolation area, and the tunnel outside the Guanzhong Pass was forced to enter a semi-closed state not long after it was completed.

The traffic here is very important, and Emperor Yan's subordinates began to dig out the mountains to develop new paths.

However, some anxious travelers or caravans usually have various thoughts and try to cross the deserted tunnel while the sun is shining.

Either for affection or for profit.

In addition, the tunnel is far away from Ziweiguan, which is considered to be on the edge of fog.

"Wang Lie, if you want to make a lot of money, you have to dare to hold your head. This time, you are not asked to kill and set fire, nor to break into a bandit's den, but to go through a tunnel. Why don't you dare?

If this batch of goods can be handed over to Boss Zhao outside the customs, it will be a huge profit.

Do you still want to start a family?

One vote, you can wash your hands! "

The well-dressed, potbellied businessman persuaded the man in front of him with an earthy accent, and at the end, he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder with a serious expression.

This man is dressed in strong clothes, his body muscles are bulging, and he has a knife in his waist. He is a disciple of Shaolin laymen. After an accident last year, layman disciples were all expelled from Shaolin and had to set up their own family.

This portal is the Escort Bureau.

Escort is called "Weifu".

Wang Lie was tired of the life in the arena, and only hoped to make some money, marry a wife, and then leave the escort agency.

He used to be good friends with Shi Qingyuan, the No. 1 disciple of the lay school, and he also received his advice, so he has a lot of insight in the way of saber, and he is very fast and accurate when he is about to open it.

"it is good."

Looking at the bright and hot sun, Wang Lie felt his body was burning with warmth. In such broad daylight, even ghosts would not dare to cause trouble.

What's more, if you speed up your pace, the tunnel is only a short distance of ten minutes, and it is on the edge, so why not go for a walk?
If it doesn't work, just use lightness kung fu to escape.

The caravan set off.

The wheels turned, and the driver of the oxen flicked his whip from time to time.

The vision became more and more hazy, the fog had risen, and everyone felt a little chilly.

Walked another hundred meters deeper.

Even the steamer wheels hanging high in the sky were gone.

But the bright light still merged with the mist, forming a raging fire mist.

Several people in the bodyguard bureau and those in the caravan felt a little chilly.

After walking for another half a day, until the fire mist dimmed, the group of people still couldn't reach the end.

"Stop!" Wang Lie suddenly raised his hand.

The hubs stopped one after another, making an ear-piercing "creaking sound".

"What's the matter?" The businessman with a big belly was also a little nervous, and asked with his head out.

Wang Lie didn't answer. He stretched out his left hand to his neck. A string of orange-yellow ancient Buddhist beads hung on his rough dark skin. The grooves, the beads with extremely rough surfaces, stopped.

He clenched the Buddhist bead tightly with his left hand, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if sensing something.

This Buddhist bead is his treasure at the bottom of the box.

It is one of the thousand and eight beads of the Shaolin god "Tianwu", and he was rewarded for his great contributions at the beginning.

To ward off evil spirits, calm the mind, and get rid of all illusions and confusion.

Wang Lie only felt that his thoughts were wrapped up by something, and when he opened his eyes again, the pupils were extremely clear.

The path in front of him also became clear.

"Go here." He pointed to the weedy path on the other side.

"Really, there is a problem with this road at first glance." The fat businessman obviously didn't believe it.

Wang Lie said: "There is something wrong with this mist, it seems to be hallucinogenic, and it will lead us to circle around in place, or even go to a dead end."

The fat businessman rolled his small eyes again and again, thinking that there was really no other way, if he didn't go out, it might be night here.

How terrifying is the vicinity of the Ziwei Ghost Pass at night, just thinking about it makes me shiver.

So, he said: "Wang Lie, if this batch of goods can be delivered safely outside the customs this time, I will give you an additional [-]% of the reward! [-]%!"

Wang Lie was overjoyed and said, "Okay! It's a deal!"

He has already made up his mind that this time, even if this "Tianwu" Buddha is exhausted, he will definitely complete this transaction.

The convoy continued on.

But if you look down from a high altitude, and then remove the fog, you can find that all the roads around here have been distorted.

Like straight thick and thin lines, they were bent one after another, and headed for the only place at the end.

No matter where you go, no matter which path you choose.

As long as it is within this fog-shrouded range, there is only one end point.

That is Ziwei Pass!

At this time, Ziwei's closed door is not closed, but has a very small and thin opening, but just a crack, it is like the mouth of an evil ghost, waiting for its prey.

Outside the gate of hell, there is a short-haired man in a white shirt and a girl with flaming long hair who are kneeling fanatically.

Behind the two, there are thousands of mysterious people in black robes.

"My god. We are listening to your will, please guide us on the way."

"My God, you will come to this troubled world again."

Suddenly, there was the sound of clattering wheels in the distance. The caravan seemed to have not seen the situation here, but looked around cautiously. The black and thin man at the head was holding a Jiedao and slowly exploring .

But there seemed to be a layer of mist in front of them, and they couldn't even notice the thousands of people in black robes who were close at hand, and then they walked straight towards the gate of Ziwei Pass.

"We're here, we've finally arrived at the tunnel, let's rush through!"

The black, lean and tough swordsman headed suddenly said.

Then in the carriage, the fat businessman poked his head out, seemed to have a look, and said happily, "Yes, it's indeed here!"

Then this group of people lined up and started towards the door with a gap, and then just arrived in front of the door, they were grabbed by the door with a "swish" sound by a pale hand.

Immediately, there was the sound of chewing.

Until the last person disappeared, none of them even noticed the abnormality.

The expressions of the members of the Black Snake Church became more and more fanatical, but they couldn't bow down, and all around them were already densely packed with various carriages, carts, luggage, packages, etc.

Pile up!

Even flooded the entire moat.

These are all travelers and businessmen who recently tried to take shortcuts and traveled outside the Guanzhong Pass.

No matter what means they have and what efforts they have made, they all lead to the same goal.

Because there is only one end point in this mist.

That is the gate of hell.

At this moment, a strange figure appeared in the distance in the mist. That figure was also wrapped in a black robe and carried a broken gun, but its temperament was incompatible with the surrounding Black Snake congregation.

His hands trembled a little, but he was carrying a bag.

The bag is filled with densely packed relics.

Orochi Yao got up, turned around, and smiled: "The third piece of the puzzle is also complete. I am very happy that you can make such a choice, Orochiyun."

(End of this chapter)