Before the fire in the cave stopped, the dark water mixed with coal roared out of the cave and surged along the mountain road. From a distance, it looks like a black dragon winding down the mountain.
The one-eyed dragon stammered: "This...is this the Black Dragon Panshan?"
I also realized at this moment that the mid-mountain lake at the top of the mountain is the source of Beixi Lake at the bottom of the mountain. Although the submerged coffin suppresses the inlet of Beixi Lake, the remaining water underneath has not been drained yet, and it is still there. It can provide water source for Beixi Lake.
If Ye Sanqi didn't send people to blow up the mine, we might have to wait a few days for the water level of Beixi Lake to slowly drop. In the next few days, there may be other variables.
No wonder, Ye Sanqi first asked the people from the Black Jiao Sect to hide on the hillside.
As the torrent rolled down the mountain, a awning boat suddenly appeared on the top of the waves. Hong Yu, dressed in red, stood at the bow of the ship: "Mr. Ye, we meet again."
"You can crack the black dragon's winding mountain, but I can make the black dragon fall into the ground. What would happen if this black dragon rushed into the bone pit below?"
While Hong Yu was sneering, the awning boat drifted past us along with the rolling mudslide.
I don't know whether the awning boat is causing the muddy water, or whether the muddy water is pushing the boat forward. All I can see is the "black dragon" carrying the boat and approaching quickly in the direction of the bone pit.
The one-eyed dragon's face suddenly changed wildly: "Master Qi, let's retreat first? If the ghosts in the bone pit are aroused by the Yin Qi, they will blow up the temple! By then, none of us will be able to escape."
Ye Sanqi stood up unhurriedly, said, "Wait for me on the hillside," and walked towards the bone pit.
Ye Sanqi looked like he was walking, but he covered a distance of more than ten meters in two or three steps.
Master Black Jiao Sect couldn't help but exclaimed: "Qi Sect Dunjia shrunk to the ground."
Ye Sanqi deliberately showed such a move to scare the Black Jiao Sect so that they would not have other thoughts about me.
I believed that Ye Sanqi was omnipotent, but when he disappeared from my sight, I still couldn't help but panic, and kept staring in the direction of the bone pit.
After a while, a loud ghost cry erupted from the bone pit. The sound was like countless evil ghosts crawling from the bottom of the pit to the human world.
I seemed to see the phosphorus fire flying above the sinkhole turning into blurry figures twisting in the sky.
My palms were already sweating, but the disciples of the Black Jiao Sect couldn't hold back any longer. Someone suddenly said boldly: "Master... Master... let's go quickly! Such a big muddy water is heading for the sinkhole." If you put it in there, even if the person named Ye is a god, you still have to break it when you go down!"
"Master, let's run away while Ye is dragging the evil spirit there! If we wait any longer, our Black Jiao Sect will be doomed!"
I clenched my fists and looked at the one-eyed dragon coldly. The one-eyed dragon had a gloomy face, wondering what he was thinking?
At this time, the only person who can decide whether to stay or not is the one-eyed dragon.
Everyone in the Black Flood Dragon Sect wants to run away, even if I tell the truth, they won't take it seriously.
When the one-eyed dragon was still hesitating, someone else said: "Master, there is nothing we can do now! Although we have suffered a lot of losses, we still have the green hills and we are not afraid of running out of firewood! If all the brothers are lost, Our Black Jiao Sect is really doomed!"
The one-eyed dragon raised his head and glanced in the direction of the sinkhole, then gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Ye, before he leaves, please let us wait for him here. If we don't see Mr. Ye, I, the one-eyed dragon, will never leave!"
The one-eyed dragon drew a gun in his hand as he spoke: "From now on, shut your mouth. If anyone dares to talk too much, I will kill him with my own hands."
The people in Black Jiaomen suddenly became silent, and I also breathed a sigh of relief. Before I could turn around to look at the sinkhole, I heard someone say: "The man named Ye asked you to wait for him, but he is actually asking you to wait for death! "
"Ye Sanqi knew that he was going to be in trouble, so he asked you all to stay in order to save his disciples. After a while, the ghosts in the sinkhole will appear, and they will definitely kill the people with strong Qi and blood first. Ye Sanqi's idea is to use The entire Black Flood Dragon Sect is paving the way for his disciple."
The one-eyed dragon roared angrily: "Whoever is talking, stand up."
Everyone heard someone talking, but they couldn't find that person.
As soon as the one-eyed dragon made a sound, the man stopped talking. When the one-eyed dragon stopped, the man said again: "Look carefully at that boy, he is holding a magic talisman in his hand! Do you have what he has?"
Damn it, that guy is causing trouble!
I did hold something in my hand, but it was not a magic talisman, but a single-sided blade.
At that time, there was no black blade that thieves would later use. When thieves wanted to cut people's clothes, they would use broken razors. People in Kongmener have at least three or five such blades hidden on their bodies. In addition to doing work, they can also save lives in critical moments.
I knew that after Ye Sanqi was going to take me to meet Heijiaomen, I took away both of his razors while he was sleeping. One was broken into three blades and hidden on his body, and the other knife was hidden in his sleeve, in order to help Ye Sanqi at a critical moment.
After Ye Sanqi left, I clamped one of the blades between my fingers - if the One-eyed Jiao and the others had other ideas, I wouldn't even have a chance to resist.
As soon as the man finished speaking, someone stepped over to me and said, "What is that in your hand? Take it out and take a look."
"Why?" When I looked up at the other person, a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on my forehead - the person's eyes were dark yellow, and the eyelids shrunk to the size of needle tips. With dark red spots.
The man was possessed by the spirit of death.
At that time, I had no time to think about anything?
If I were caught by a possessed man, it would not end well for me.
When I saw that person was about to grab my wrist, I turned my palm upward and passed through the other person's palm. The other party screamed and knelt on the ground with his palms covered.
I haven't figured it out yet. I only hurt the other person's hand, why did he kneel down? The man suddenly raised his head and faced me.
I clearly saw the phosphorescence oozing from the man's facial features, forming an old and ferocious face in front of my eyes, rushing straight towards my face.
In panic, I didn't care whether the knife in my hand could hurt the ghost or not, so I slashed the other person's face with the knife. Unexpectedly, the man suddenly raised his body and put his neck under my knife.
I swiped the knife across the other person's throat, and blood was everywhere. The other person clutched his throat and fell to the ground. Although the man was kicking his legs on the ground to fight for his life, he had a weird sneer on his face. That smile was like a red smile. There is no difference between the water ghosts on the jade boat.
I was fooled!
