Inside the cave, it is deep and dark, and no human sounds can be heard.
The ground is rugged and difficult to navigate, with strange rocks sloping out from the side. The narrowest point can only allow one person to pass sideways.
Qi Jingzhi's steps were already very light, but he could still hear the slightest sound when he landed.
Looking through the Yinsha Blood Flame, the further you go into the cave, the richer the five-colored clouds become, making the rocks in the cave become more weird and grotesque.
These five-colored clouds that were originally diffused everywhere seemed to have spirituality. They gradually gathered at the edge of the bloody lamp flame and persevered in drilling inside.
The Yinsha blood flame, which has always been a non-offender, suddenly became a little brighter, forcing back the surrounding five-colored clouds.
As the blood flames and clouds advanced and retreated, Qi Jingzhi unknowingly advanced dozens of feet and penetrated deep into the mountain.
When he once again struggled to pass through a narrow stone crevice, his eyes suddenly became empty, and even the ubiquitous five-colored clouds were much thinner.
The rock that originally hung down from above, almost grazing Qi Jingzhi's forehead, suddenly disappeared and disappeared into the darkness above. The stone walls crowded on both sides of his body also disappeared suddenly, extending into a huge stone room hidden in the heart of the mountain. .
In the center of this stone chamber, which has no trace of artificial excavation, a large gray-white square stone can be faintly seen.
The stone surface is flat, like a huge stone bed.
Rich and substantial five-color clouds drooped from top to bottom to the edge of the stone bed, like a colorful bed curtain, dancing with light smoke and extremely gorgeous.
Within the bed curtain, there seemed to be two people lying on the large gray-white stone bed, both of them motionless.
Seeing such a scene in such a strange and gloomy cave room, Qi Jing immediately felt an indescribable sense of absurdity in his heart.
He couldn't help but take a deep breath and calm his mind. At the same time, he no longer deliberately restrained the strength on his feet. Instead, he placed his feet heavily and strode towards the stone bed.
The increasingly heavy footsteps echoed in the empty and silent stone room, but until he stood beside the stone bed, the two people lying on it still didn't feel anything.
Qi Jingzhi took another deep breath, stretched out the silver candlestick and pushed open the colorful bed curtain, and looked at the stone bed in the bloody light.
The next moment, the young man's eyes widened suddenly, revealing unspeakable shock at first, and then anger ignited like wildfire.
Lying on Qi Jingzhi's side on the stone bed was Old Wei.
The old man was lying on his back, with a bright jade pillow under his head, his eyes closed and a smile on his face, as if he was sleeping soundly. Z.br>
His upper body was naked, his skin was dark and skinny, and his chest and abdomen were covered with old scars. The clothes he took off and the red gold knife were thrown aside carelessly.
That's all. What made Qi Jingzhi's eyes tear open was that what was below Old Wei's waist was not legs, but a thick snake tail covered with silver scales!
The scales on the snake's tail glowed with a faint cold light, slowly spreading towards Old Wei's abdomen!
Such a strange scene is actually very similar to the Tiger Monk in the main hall of Xiaosongshan Ancient Temple back then! Is it possible that this snake tail is also an evil thing similar to the tiger-skin flower suit?
Qi Jingzhi tried his best to suppress this terrible thought and turned to look at the other side of the stone bed.
A naked young woman was lying on her side, her whole body covered by the gauze-like white smoke. Her delicate white body was looming in the smoke, her face was clearly covered, but it still made Qi Qi look at her. Jingzhi felt amazed.
This woman had black hair like a waterfall and a body as soft as a snake. She pressed tightly against Old Wei's body from one side, highlighting her exquisite curves and enchanting figure.
Her jade arms rested on Old Wei's chest, her slender hands caressed his neck, her slender chin rested on her shoulder, and her pink lips came close to her ear, as if a lover was whispering intimately.
This scene was really charming and fragrant, but also a little weird. Even the ears of the mountain boy were red. He quickly looked away and turned to the jade pillow that originally belonged to Qinghong Gong, the water god of Pengze.
Qi Jingzhi noticed that in addition to Old Wei, the woman's head was also resting on the jade pillow. The two of them were hugging each other and sleeping together.
"If your guess is right, this woman
She is the so-called saint of the White Immortal Sect. She is the one who took away the jade pillow, she is the one who confuses the mind of Hei Lujing, she is the sister Bai in Wan'er's mouth, and she is the one who killed Li Huang! "
"Huh! He's sleeping soundly like this, and all he needs to do is kill him with one knife!"
Thinking of this, Qi Jingzhi could not help but have murderous intentions again, but he did not take action immediately, but frowned.
"It's easy to kill this unsuspecting saint, but what will Old Wei do? Do you just watch her turn into a white demonic snake? Where can I find the hall and the statue that contain divine power in a hurry?"
"Huh? Divine power!"
Qi Jingzhi suddenly came to his senses, put the silver candlestick on the stone bed, pulled out Jianren Shou with his backhand, and placed the long knife across Old Wei's waist.
Sure enough, the spread of the silver scales gradually slowed down, and finally stopped in front of Jian Renshou's blade.
Qi Jingzhi's face showed a hint of joy, but the worry in his heart did not diminish at all: "This is a temporary measure to treat the symptoms rather than the root cause. After all, the divine power contained in Jian Renshou is limited, and I'm afraid it won't be able to withstand it for long. It's better to wake up Old Wei first, and the two of them will We work together to restrain the Saint of the White Immortal Sect and force her to find a way to completely remove the snake's tail!"
Qi Jingzhi did what he thought of and immediately reached out to pat Old Wei's exposed arm. He patted it several times but did not wake up. He then changed from patting lightly to pinching hard.
After being suddenly ravaged by this, Old Wei still slept deeply, and the smile on his face never changed.
"Something's wrong!"
Qi Jingzhi's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes quickly swept across the stone bed, finally settling on the jade pillow they were both lying on.
Now it seems that this jade pillow glowing with green light can be regarded by Duke Qinghong as a birthday gift to Aunt Jiao of Chaozhou. This jade pillow is absolutely extraordinary!
The people in Pengze Water Mansion didn't seem to tell Old Wei how extraordinary this thing was and what its unique function was. But looking at the old man's mean smile even in his sleep, one can guess a thing or two.
"This jade pillow should be able to pull people into dreams, and it's also a beautiful dream..."
This idea came to Qi Jingzhi's mind, and he suddenly recalled the so-called Yuan Mansion mentioned by Li Huang, and couldn't help but become more and more sure: "It's not just an ordinary dream, but a dream that can be confused with reality and make people addicted to it!"
He looked at the snake's tail below Old Wei's waist again, with mixed feelings in his heart: "Old Wei's current situation is quite different from that of Li Huang, and his life should not be in danger. Since the root is in this jade pillow, if you want to wake up Old Wei, you still need to The only thing that can be done is to remove the fuel from the cauldron.”
Thinking of this, Qi Jingzhi immediately went around to the bedside and used the handle of the Jianrenshou knife to push Old Wei's head, trying to separate him from Yuzhen.
However, no matter how hard he tried, whether he pushed or pried, Old Wei and Jade Pillow remained motionless, as if they had grown together and taken root on the stone bed.
After working in vain for a long time, Qi Jingzhi stopped and stopped making unnecessary attempts.
He did not choose to destroy the jade pillow recklessly, not because of how magical and precious the jade pillow was, but because he was afraid of any unpredictable consequences.
What if the jade pillow is broken and Old Wei never wakes up?
Qi Jingzhi looked solemn, slowly closed his eyes, and pondered quietly for a moment.
When he opened his eyes again, in addition to the glow of wisdom, there was also a flash of determination in his eyes.
"Since I am addicted to a sweet dream and refuse to wake up, I will turn this sweet dream into a nightmare and have to scare this old man into waking up!"
