"Miss Fu Zhu, do you think this wooden gourd looks familiar?" Zhao Zhiying suddenly stopped and put one hand on the huge wooden gourd.
Fu Zhu held the ram's horn palace lantern and approached it. He looked at it carefully and said, "I have never seen this kind of wooden gourd anywhere else."
Zhao Zhiying said: "I mean, we seem to have seen this wooden gourd on the road we just walked."
He thought about picking two when he left, so he paid attention to the extra large gourd when he passed by.
"You mean we're back where we were before?"
Apart from vines and gourds, there are no special signs on this road. Zhao Zhiying could only guess. He said: "Maybe so."
Fu Zhu raised his hand to freeze a wooden gourd and said, "Go forward and see if you can come back here."
"OK."
The three of them continued to move forward, not realizing that not long after they left, another group of people came.
"Why is it colder than before?" Yuesu quickly used some more spiritual power to protect himself.
There was always a cold wind blowing in this poor place, and it was already cold enough. However, the further we walked, the colder it became, and we didn’t know when it would end.
"I wonder if Senior Sister Fu Zhu is in front." Mi Tao said softly.
"It must be in front. Wasn't this stone gate broken open by someone?" Yuosu said.
Jin Shuangshuang quickened his pace and wanted to walk in front of her. When passing by Yuesu, he did not forget to snort coldly and said, "The remaining spiritual power on the stone gate belongs to my Uncle Zhao. It doesn't matter whether the talisman is in front of me or not. My Uncle Zhao Definitely."
"Look at how proud she is. She said she wanted to go back to the sect, but she eagerly followed her." Yuosu turned around to talk to Mi Yu, and suddenly sporadic firelight came from the front.
"What is Jin Shuangshuang doing?"
She was the only one walking in the front, and no one else made a sound except her.
Yuosu was curious and pulled Mi Yu forward.
The people of Taixuan Sword Sect were afraid that Jin Shuangshuang would be in danger, so they also quickened their pace.
The sparse footsteps became closer.
An ice gourd is knotted on the vine, crystal clear as jade, it is really beautiful.
Jin Shuangshuang stood in front of Binghulu, still holding a sword in her hand. She saw a bunch of people looking at her, and she didn't know what she was thinking. She suddenly hid the sword behind her back, "What do you think I'm doing?"
She just saw this ice gourd and slashed it twice with her sword. Who knew that her spiritual power was so strong that she didn't even break the ice.
"Who's looking at you? What we're looking at is this ice gourd." Yuosu said, no longer afraid of the cold. He raised his hand and touched the ice gourd, touching the pitted sword marks.
It must have been Jin Shuangshuang who slashed with his sword.
"It's the frozen gourd of Senior Sister Fu Zhu." Mi Tao said, with light in his eyes.
Jin Shuangshuang glanced at the wooden gourd behind him. It was so tall, and he didn't know what it looked like inside.
She raised her sword and slashed.
Juice splashed out, and she quickly avoided it, not wanting to get it on her body. Because Jin Shuangshuang moved his body, Yuesu behind him was not covered, and he was about to be splashed all over. In the blink of an eye, Gui Yunyun formed a barrier in front of Yuesu.
"Jin, Shuang, Shuang!" Yuesu came back to his senses and read her name through gritted teeth.
She insisted on beating her today.
Jin Shuangshuang clenched his sword with a guilty conscience. If Yuosu drew the sword, she would definitely fight back.
"Junior sister Jin, this is what's wrong with you. Why are you chopping up the gourd? But now that it's all chopped off, let me see what's inside the gourd..."
A male disciple of the Taixuan Sword Sect twisted a cluster of flames with his fingertips and moved closer to the gourd.
When Yuesu heard this, her anger subsided. She also wanted to see what the gourd looked like.
"There seems to be the smell of blood in the air. Are any of you injured?" Si Zhi sniffed and asked in a loud voice.
"Blood... gourd!" The male disciple of Taixuan Sword Sect shouted, and a cluster of flames on his fingertips suddenly went out as his mood aroused.
Yuesu looked for the luminous pearl in the storage bag. What kind of blood gourd?
Jin Shuangshuang was confused by what he said. A flame condensed in his palm and shined towards the gourd. His expression suddenly froze.
"Ugh..." The flames in Jin Shuang's palms suddenly went out, and he quickly turned his back and bent down to vomit.
He was not talking about blood gourd, but blood and gourd.
There was a man lying inside the huge gourd. His body had been cut in two by Jin Shuangshuang's sword. Blood spurted out from his waist and soaked the entire gourd.
Yuesu couldn't help but feel numb on her scalp. Fortunately, Gui Yunyun helped her block the blood just now, otherwise she would have really couldn't help but hack Jin Shuangshuang to death.
"So are these gourds filled with people?" Someone asked in the darkness.
Everyone looked at the wooden gourds hanging everywhere, and their hearts sank. No wonder people from Fujia Village disappeared one after another. It seemed that they were all here.
"Let's cut down all the gourds first, and then send them back to Fujia Village for them to claim, so that the deceased can be buried in peace."
Jin Shuang did not move, washing his sword aside.
"I don't know what kind of monster it is. It has such a weird habit. It hides people and hangs them in gourds." Sizhi covered Mianmian's eyes to prevent him from seeing this miserable situation.
Riji picked off two petals and held them in front of her eyes.
Gui Yunyun's eyes looked worried and she sighed softly, "It looks more like the work of an evil cultivator."
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"Strange, did I really admit my mistake? After walking for so long, I still haven't seen the frozen gourd that Miss Fu Zhu has frozen." Zhao Zhiying muttered in a low voice.
Fu Zhu raised his eyebrows and smiled sweetly, "Isn't this a good thing? It means that we are not trapped and we are taking the right path."
As everyone knows, after Yuesu and the others cut down all the wooden gourds, the maze was broken.
There is faint light from the sky in front.
Fu Zhu put away the ram's horn palace lantern, stepped out of the cave, and his eyes suddenly became brighter.
The mountain flowers are blooming and the water is gurgling.
"This place is pretty good," Fu Zhu said.
There is a bluestone path that winds all the way to the stream. Weeds and unknown wildflowers grow in the gaps, bringing a little life to the rigid bluestone path.
"Miss Fu Zhu, I'd better go in front."
Zhao Zhiying stepped on the bluestone path, always paying attention to the movements around him. After walking halfway and realizing that there was no danger, he waved to Fu Zhu to follow.
At this moment, something unexpected happened suddenly.
Countless thorny branches flew out and rolled towards the spear in Zhao Zhiying's hand. The spiritual arrow feathers were hidden in the branches, trying to take advantage of his unpreparedness and attack his wrist.
Fu Zhu sighed, knowing that there was no such good thing.
Zhao Zhiying held a silver-white spear in his hand. His spiritual power wrapped around the tip of the spear, and he easily picked off branches and arrow feathers. He looked very effortless.
Fu Zhu's hand on the sword loosened.
"Miss Fu Zhu, you don't need to take action, I can handle it." Zhao Zhiying was fighting while talking to Fu Zhu.
The girl smiled, nodded, and said "Okay."
After she saw that these spiritual arrows and thorns were a piece of cake for Zhao Zhiying, she had no intention of taking action.
The spear danced like a dragon, bringing up gusts of breeze.
Zhao Zhiying's body movements are flexible, his spear wind is fierce and domineering, each thrust is precise and powerful, and the flying spiritual arrows suddenly collapse. The tip of the red tassel spear glowed with silvery white light, flickering on and off like stars twinkling.
Zhao Zhiying: Pick two of the wooden gourds and take them back.
