The guardians of the ghost mausoleums, the ghost winged insects, are bound to be found wherever there are large mausoleums.
The surface of these bugs exudes a faint light, which looks very beautiful in the dark night, but in fact the light is a kind of flame.
As long as there is a little bit of this kind of flame, neither humans nor ghosts can escape the fate of extinction.
Shu Jue ran forward with all her strength, and Su Yan followed suit. The dense blue light spots behind her were chasing after her. Whenever she looked back, her legs would feel weak.
Chen Shujin was also chased.
Because this kind of bug has no thinking at all, as long as it sees a living thing, it will chase after it desperately.
Don't say that he doesn't have the true strength of the Ghost King now. Even if he does, he still can't escape being chased.
He really didn't expect that people could be so unlucky.
As for this mausoleum, he had entered the mausoleum several times through the formal entrance and exit, but had never encountered a ghost winged insect. How could he have expected that Shu Jue would accurately find his lair as soon as he entered?
And the stream looks calm inside, but in fact...
There was a sound of jumping out of the water, and Shu Jue couldn't help but quickly looked back, and saw a bloody mouth suddenly appeared from the bottom of the stream, eating a hole out of the Ghostwing brigade that was chasing them!
If you take one sip, there will be hundreds of ghost-winged insects?
She looked away and ran faster.
"There is no road ahead!" A stone wall about twenty feet tall lay in front of her. Shujue looked at the high wall with some worry.
There are walls on the left and in front, a stream with unknown monsters on the right, and a brigade of Ghost Wings behind it... It's too difficult for her.
Crying in her heart, her eyes fell on the vines hanging from the stone wall, and she turned to ask Chen Shujin: "This should be non-toxic, right?"
"It's not poisonous."
That's good. Shu Jue decisively grabbed a vine and felt a tingling sensation in her hand.
Chen Shujin's faint voice came: "But there are thorns. Although you are a monk, these thorns will still make you feel pain.
Shu Jue: "...Senior, can you finish it in one breath next time?"
Chen Shujin had already floated up and nodded to her from the top: "No problem."
After climbing up, Shujue lowered his head and glanced at the palm of his hand. There were densely packed red dots, but there was no blood.
This place seems to have passed the chasing territory of those ghost winged insects. They stayed below and vibrated their wings, but did not fly up.
Several of them touched the vines Shujue climbed over, and a faint blue tongue of fire immediately followed the vines until they completely devoured the vines, leaving not even dust behind.
A burning smell quickly spread around the area.
Those ghost-winged insects were underneath, as if they had eyes. If Shujue didn't leave, they wouldn't leave either.
How weird.
Shu Jue muttered in her heart and left immediately.
Ahead is still the same corridor as when you entered before, but this corridor is much narrower and can only accommodate one person.
Chen Shujin was walking in the front. He was so tall that he almost touched the top of the corridor. Dust fell straight down, covering his shoulders and hair.
The night pearl gave off a faint cold light. Chen Shujin didn't walk too fast or too slowly.
Shu Jue followed him, drawing small "X"s on the ground with the moon-drawing sword at regular intervals. Until the third "X" appeared on the ground, Shu Jue stopped.
"What's wrong?" Chen Shujin was confused.
"We have passed here three times." Shu Jue pointed to the symbol on the ground, "Don't you notice something is wrong?"
"When you put it like that, it seems that we have been walking here for a long time." They had always walked a straight path, which should be the only way, but the marks made by Shu Jue told them that they had indeed walked here. I've been there three times.
"A ghost beating a wall?" Shu Jue suddenly said this.
Chen Shujin rolled his eyes at her: "You young people just don't understand what the devil is trying to do. The so-called devil is trying to beat the wall. It's just a cover-up."
The same goes for those people in the mortal world. When they encounter something that cannot be explained by common sense, they think it has something to do with their ghost clan. In fact, it really has nothing to do with it. Their ghost clan will not take the blame.
"Now close your eyes, grab my sleeve and come with me." Chen Shujin turned his head and said this. He didn't feel his sleeve being held for a long time. He couldn't help but look back, but saw Only Su Yan was left behind, but Shu Jue no longer knew where she had gone.
"Where is she?" Chen Shujin was shocked. In the blink of an eye, where could Shu Jue go?
Su Yan pointed to the wall next to her and her voice was choked with sobs: "Sister Immortal was just eaten by the wall."
She watched with her own eyes as a big hole appeared in the wall and swallowed Shujue whole.
Shu Jue was also confused at this moment.
One second she was listening to Chen Shujin talking, the next second she felt a huge suction coming from the wall, and then she was here.
It was pitch dark everywhere, but she could see clearly.
The scene displayed on one wall seemed to be the corridor before she came in. It was obvious that Su Yan was very anxious about her disappearance.
Shu Jue tentatively put her hand on the wall, and a force came from the wall and bounced her hand away.
Shu Jue raised her eyebrows and simply sat down in this open place without looking for an exit.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Chen Shujin and Su Yan still didn’t leave. Shujue also sat on the same spot like an old monk in meditation. The space finally couldn’t hold back anymore. A water ripple appeared in front of Shujue, and a figure walked from the center of the water ripple. out.
"Finally come out? Tell me, what's the purpose of getting me in?" Shujue stood up, dusted off the dust on his body, and looked up at the figure in front of him. The moment he saw the person clearly, his whole figure seemed to be strangled. It's like a neck.
"Who are you?" The person in front of her looked exactly like her. He was wearing Qing Hongzong clothes, and even some of his habitual movements were the same as hers.
"Who are you?" The man asked the same question as Shu Jue. Both his expression and movements were consistent with hers. The two stood face to face, as if they were looking in a mirror.
"I am Shujue, Emperor Hongzong of the Qing Dynasty." Shujue had some guesses in his mind, and his eyebrows darkened a bit.
"I am Shujue, Emperor Hongzong of the Qing Dynasty." As she thought, the person opposite still said the same words to her, but her expression was different from Shujue's. Shujue's eyes were full of vigilance, but the person in front of her But he smiled harmlessly, with crooked eyebrows.
Seeing a face that was exactly the same as his own making such an expression, Shujue was a little uncomfortable and frowned: "Who are you?"
"I am Shu Jue." The figure in front of her did not imitate her speech this time. At the end, he added: "The unique Shu Jue in the world."
"Since you said you are Shu Jue, let me see what you are capable of."
