I watched helplessly as the huge monster slowly climbed down towards me. Its legs with different lengths supported the wall of the cave, and its body slowly slid down. Only then did I finally see clearly. What does the round body in the middle of this guy look like? It's like a large piece of black mud, kneaded into the shape of a scallion pancake. The skin on it is bare, but it is covered with countless chopstick-thick features. The vajra prong that I had thrown into its body before was still hanging on its round body.
As it got closer and closer, I felt calmer and calmer, thinking that this was all. In just three or four years, I experienced a broken family and displacement, and then became a disciple and became a Taoist, doing chivalry and righteousness. After breaking through the thousand-year miracle formation and overcoming the unprecedented difficulties, this life is considered worthwhile. I am just a little unwilling to accept it, but it doesn't matter. Such a wonderful short life is better than the lives of thousands of mediocre people.
I felt a little relieved. I even closed my eyes with a smile and began to enjoy the last moments of peace before death. However, at this moment, I heard Qin Bukong coughing. There seemed to be some liquid in the cough, a sound similar to choking on water. . Of course, I knew in my heart that it was not choking on water, but Qin Bukong was coughing up blood.
Qin Bukong shouted to me weakly but with all his strength, you stupid bastard, are you just giving up? Heroic men, never give up until death! Call me!
Qin Bukong's voice was weak, but it reached my ears clearly at this moment. My will to die was deeply shaken at this moment. It's not that I'm not afraid of death, but like my master Lin Qishan, I'm afraid of a life worse than mine. die. "Kui"'s actions at this moment also made it obvious that I would not die happily, and I would have to be tortured some more. And Qin Bukong called me a dog again. You know, in my life, I hate people calling Meng Dongxue a dog the most. However, the words were ugly and the truth was right. Qin Bukong's scolding was enlightening at this moment, conveying a clear idea: giving up is equivalent to admitting defeat, and admitting defeat is equivalent to being a coward.
Yes, why should I be a coward? Even if the strength is very different, does it mean that I have to give up resistance? When the Japanese came over, we were equally disparate in strength. Why did we Chinese never give up? Whether resistance is useful or not is a matter of ability, but whether to resist or not is a matter of attitude. Could it be that I looked heroic today by looking like I was dying generously, but it will be in Songzi and Qin Bukong's rest of their lives? , being constantly ridiculed?
Absolutely impossible!
I opened my eyes suddenly, and at this moment, "Kui"'s many long legs were like a birdcage, netting me in the center. Its round body was almost one meter in front of me. . My nose is filled with the smell of rotten eggs at the moment. I know that when this smell appears, it means that I am one step closer to another world. So before I could waver or regret, I sat up and grabbed the Luban Ruler that I had dropped on the ground. Then with my other hand, I grabbed the Vajra Prong that was still inserted into "Kui"'s body. With a strong pull, a large gash more than half a meter long was made on its body.
I knew in my heart that if I followed my usual routine of slashing and beating, the effect would probably be very slight. The only thing in my hand that could really cause harm to this guy was the Vajra Prong. Although Luban Ruler could also hit him, that was not the case. It's just superficial skills. It's not that Luban Ruler and Talisman are not powerful, but when facing such a powerful "Kui" big ghost, my ability is still a little bit behind.
I also knew that after I cut a hole in its body, I would completely anger this guy, but I also suffered a lot of damage from it. After all, the five elements restrain the enemy. This is what Lu Zu specially left for us. Guidance, he would not try to go around in such a big circle to deceive the younger generations a few thousand years later, right? After "Kui" was injured and in pain, it curled up nearly ten of its legs at the same time at an unbelievably fast speed, just like when a spider attacks its prey, it uses its own legs to lock the prey to death. Same inside. Suddenly my hands and feet were restrained, and I felt a sense of constriction, as if I was being wrapped in a huge black cocoon. Except for my head pressing against this guy's body, there was no room for me to move anywhere else. I even wanted to poke this guy with a few more vajra prongs, but I found that the space was too small, and I didn't even have enough range to exert my force.
Those feet covered with hair as thick as chopsticks were still tightening, as if they wanted to crush my whole body into a human ball, bone and flesh, and I began to feel the squeezing pain from my shoulders. , but I am unconvinced at the moment, because I have not avenged Qin Bukong just now. Since I have chosen to resist, how can I give up again at this moment? So when I thought of this, I started to use my strength to fight against "Kui", trying to find a gap to get out of.
However, I did find a gap, but this gap did not go out, but penetrated into "Kui"'s body. As this guy tightened, the hole I had previously made on his body was now not far above my head. I looked at the hole and saw a blood-red reflection coming from inside. It seemed that there was something inside this guy's body. There is also flesh and blood. I know it's disgusting, and I don't want to do it, but in the current situation, it seems that this is the only way. First of all, it can prevent me from being strangled to death by its feet. Secondly, if I get into its body, it will Even if it wants to strangle me, it must strangle itself first.
So I dropped the Luban Ruler from my hands again, and instead held the Vajra Prong tightly with both hands. Taking advantage of a slightly larger space, I plunged headlong into the half-meter-long, bloody wound. . But the wound was not deep, and probably only covered half of my head. So I used the vajra prong in my hand as a knife to carve out flesh, and began to make deeper cuts in the flesh. I drilled into the wound, during which "Kui"'s body kept squirming violently, and it also made a scream like a hundred beasts screaming together, but I couldn't care so much, and soon my entire upper body was drilled in, and I followed it. I cut the flesh in the same direction in front of me, and my nose was filled with that extremely disgusting fishy smell. There was also some bloody juice splashed everywhere on my face, mouth, and nose. After maybe ten seconds, I felt like I was under the knife. Like a sleeping bag, the whole person got into "Kui"'s body.
This feeling of being completely wrapped is, how should I put it, very strange, because the temperature inside its body appears to be very high, somewhat like the kind of meat that is about to be cooked, where the temperature inside the meat is much higher than the surface. I even had a burning sensation. However, the feeling is also particularly bad, because although its body is red and looks like flesh, it feels more like the spores of a mushroom after it has been torn open.
In the violent vibration, I felt my center of gravity shift. It seemed that this guy also fell to the ground sideways due to the severe pain. I don't expect Qin Bukong and Songzi to come up and beat him violently at this time and then destroy this guy. Guy, but I am extremely sure that this guy can no longer hurt me at this moment, because I am in its body. After taking the initiative, I felt very excited, and even became more murderous. I no longer continued to cut my flesh, but used the vajra prong as if it were driving a pile, without any tricks or routines. I yelled to cheer myself up, and soon I stabbed this guy's body with thousands of holes, but because the flesh was so thick, I didn't pierce it, so I stabbed it for about a hundred times. , by the end, my hands had begun to feel a little sore, and at the same time, I gradually felt that the "meat" wrapping my whole body was slowly cooling down at this moment. Not only that, the originally mushroom-like The touch gradually became softer and liquefied, and the unpleasant rotten egg smell began to become stronger.
After being exhausted, I finally stopped and found that the body wrapped around me was motionless at the moment. Songzi was yelling at me through his physical body. He seemed to be saying something, but judging from the sound, he seemed to be standing there. The outside of this guy's body. This shows that Songzi is not in danger now, otherwise it would definitely not be possible to get so close.
In order to reassure him, I shouted at the top of my lungs, "I'm fine, get out of the way, I'm going to think of something!" I originally wanted to go back the way I came, but I was worried that this guy was not dead, so I simply started from the position in front of me and slashed all the way through again with the method of cutting flesh. As a light penetrated, I was completely I cut open Kui's body. No, to be precise, I almost cut this guy open.
My whole body was covered in this guy's internal juices. It was sticky, much like snot, and extremely disgusting. The wound on my head also felt extremely painful due to contact with these liquids. At this moment, my head was still dizzy and my body was overstretched from exerting too much effort. I didn't care that I was covered in disgusting liquid. I was like a person who fell into a cesspit and was rescued just now. I sat down on the ground and gasped for air.
Songzi didn't let me sit still. His tone when he spoke to me was even crying. He said, Situ, come here and take a look. Senior Qin... He seems to be dying!
I had vaguely anticipated this since Qin Bukong was hit with a stone in front of me. But I didn't expect it would come so quickly. Decades of ups and downs have not been able to defeat Qin Bukong. Is he going to collapse here? So I struggled to stand up and walked towards Qin Bukong. Qin Bukong was supported by Songzi and leaned against the wall. He was vomiting blood and covering his chest with his hands. When he saw me walking towards him, At this time, he smiled at me and gave me a thumbs up.
But perhaps because this action affected the wound, it was very difficult for him to move quickly, and his hand soon dropped.
