Chapter 89 Escape

Style: Fantasy Author: Moran LanshanWords: 2070Update Time: 24/01/11 11:51:58
The tunnel Long Xing made was based on the size of the white-haired beast and he dug it beside the tomb. After digging the barrel pit, design the sliding point.

Long Xing reluctantly bit his finger again and dripped a few drops of blood on the weeds as bait. After all this was done, he was done.

As soon as he heard Long Xing's cry, the busy Budai monk on the other side immediately ran towards Long Xing, then ran as fast as he could, and quickly got rid of the white-haired beast.

When Budai monk got rid of the white-haired beast, the white-haired beast lost its target and accidentally ran into the tomb of Longxing.

The white-haired beast was less than three meters away from the trap. Unable to find the prey in front of him, the one-eyed white-haired beast looked up to the sky and roared, leaping and jumping like thunder.

But in just a few seconds, he could smell the blood left by Long Xing. Without hesitation, he followed the trap laid out and came over.

Everything fell into Long Xing's plan. When the white-haired beast was far away from the trap, it was also vigilant. It raised its head and listened carefully for a while. Apart from the sound of the wind, no dangerous sounds were heard.

The stimulation of the blood made his nostrils tingle. Just as he was about to take a step forward to touch the blood, his feet immediately slipped and he fell into the trap.

Sitting in a toilet-like trap, it raised its head and roared angrily, but it couldn't get up.

"Hey, it's done, come and see what my results are like?" Long Xing announced to the panicked Budai monk.

"Amitabha, look at your virtue, just like a giant monkey grabbing a banana. If you had attracted firepower, the poor monk would have dealt with it long ago." As the Budai monk said this, he gave Long Xing a roll of his eyes. Not convinced.

"Hey, this metaphor is apt. Why don't you come and see how to take care of this white-haired beast? Even though it is trapped in the Tao now, it is not as simple as you think to take it down." Long Xing put the cloth bag monk He clasped his hands together, looking sour, and couldn't help but retort at him.

"Amitabha, if I give you some sunshine, it will be really bright. If you don't know how to hold three cents of dye, just open a dyeing workshop. If you give this poor monk some time, this difficult road will definitely be a hundred times stronger than yours. There are also Buddha's words to reveal it. As long as you You can melt it if you go in." Budai monk still squinted his eyes, looking solemn.

"Blow it! Monks don't tell lies. With your little ability, you can melt it and fool the children, right? If you want to lie to me, there are no windows, let alone a door!"

Long Xing didn't want to look at Budai monk's fake Taoist face.

However, the white-haired beast was trapped, and the two of them were still very happy. They both had a sense of accomplishment after successfully subduing the beast. Budai monk's face was gentle, he glanced at Long Xing, and walked forward to see the results of the battle.

The wisdom of the predecessors was quite powerful, and it was simply a whimsical idea. It was just a pit, and it was called a trapped road. It really made sense.

Tailor-made for prey, and given it a suitable foothold, no matter how powerful you are, it will only be ready to be killed.

The white-haired beast looked ferocious. Before Long Xing and Budai Monk arrived, it had been using its sharp claws to pull at the soil on the edge of the pit. It scratched everything it could touch in an attempt to escape.

However, no matter how hard it struggled, it was all in vain, and it could only let the dirt and rubbish hit its face. The pain and helplessness made it roar like thunder.

Looking at the white-haired beast struggling in vain in the trapped road, Long Xing fell into deep thought.

"You said that if such a vertical grave was built among these tombs, this family would have to suffer a lot. I don't know what the Taoist priest was thinking. It is simply inhumane."

"Erection of grave mounds?"

Upon hearing this name, Budai monk's expression changed. Eyes widened.

"Is that so? Where the white-haired beast ran out just now, there was a collapsed tomb. When you look closer, you can see that it is an upright coffin with many suppression talismans on it. But they were all destroyed, so this white-haired beast Just ran out."

Before Long Xing finished speaking, Budai monk became anxious and stepped forward to grab Long Xing's arm: "What did you just say? Say it again!"

"Didn't I just say that this white-haired beast ran away from the graveyard? It was found that many suppressive seals were broken."

"No, that sentence above!"

Long Xing felt something was wrong from Budai monk's tone. But he didn't grasp the key point. Before the Budai monk could finish speaking, he said, "I saw a collapsed tomb on the way here."

After the words fell, Budai monk shouted: "No!"

In the predecessor of Xiaocheng, during the war years, there were many graveyards for extinct families. Many people died. The extinct families had no descendants, and no one cared about the gravesites. Over time, a small mound was formed.

Once the soil of the tomb was eroded by rain, it was impossible to tell that it was a tomb. In addition, no one knew its location. As a result, many new tombs were buried on top of the old tombs, forming two layers of tombs.

This batch of vertical grave mounds may all be two-story tombs. With such a heavy yin energy, it is obviously a sinister place where many bones are buried.

Sure enough, when the Budai monk finished speaking, the white-haired beast on the other side roared and fell towards the ground.

The trap uses the power of the earth to trap evil things. No matter how evil things are if they fall in that position, they will not be able to come up. But God just made a joke on Long Xing and allowed this tunnel to be placed on a double-layered cemetery with an empty tomb underneath.

The white-haired beast was extremely powerful. It struggled from side to side, and the coffin under the stacked grave was already rotten. After a while, the coffin underneath collapsed.

The white-haired beast suddenly fell into the empty tomb, and the space suddenly became larger. It had room to turn around, and the trapped road was resolved, and the white-haired beast escaped.

When Long Xing saw something bad, he grabbed Budai monk and prepared to escape.

"Ouch!"

Before they had escaped a few meters, the white-haired beast roared out and ran out of the trapped passage, chasing the two of them.

Seeing the two people running away, the white-haired beast brought up the coffin fragments from the ground and shot them at their backs. Immediately afterwards, several pieces of broken wood also hit the backs of Long Xing and Budai Monk.

The white-haired beast was completely enraged. After throwing away the sawdust in his hand, he rushed over. Long Xing and Budai Monk had to avoid flying wood and debris, so they slowed down.

The white-haired beast jumped up and came behind him.

With strong wind, he punched Budai Monk directly in the back.

The white-haired beast is also a type of zombie. Although it is powerful, its reactions are not that flexible. The fist does not turn and is easy to dodge.

The Budai monk was nimble and twisted and moved sideways to avoid the angry punch of the white-haired beast.

Long Xing stopped and pulled a handful of Budai monk, and the two of them faced the furious white-haired beast at the same time.