Entering the underground Taoist temple gate, there are several green and green trees.
How these trees grew up in this dark underground, covered with moss.
After passing this tree, there is a temple.
The entire temple was not completely dark, because there were many thumb-sized fireflies gathering on the roof.
These large fireflies emit green light, illuminating the environment inside.
At this moment, Jing Yue really felt like he was in the underworld.
There is no altar in this temple, and the beams are in disrepair and part of them collapsed.
But the areas that didn't collapse were hung with red ropes.
What's even more weird is that there are human fingers hanging on these red ropes.
Most of these fingers were blue and purple, as if they had been soaked in water and were swollen.
They were tied with red threads and hung there, so densely packed that it made one’s scalp tingle just looking at them.
Jing Yue couldn't help but mutter, "Why are there so many fingers here?"
He was not familiar with things about ghosts and gods, so he instinctively asked the saint girl next to him, just like when he was in her body.
At this time, Jing Yue looked around and found that the saint girl could not be seen. He couldn't help but ask: "Saint girl, where are you."
The next moment, the saintly girl's voice came from the rafters - "What did you think of those Taoist faces?"
Jing Yue raised his head and saw the saint girl squatting on the roof beam in green clothes, almost blending in with the light of the fireflies, making her look very green.
Although he knew that the other party had used the light body technique, Jing Yue saw the other party's long legs that were even more rounded due to squatting, and the tall chest that the thighs were touching, and he was always worried that the seemingly rotten beam would be overwhelmed and collapse.
Jing Yue thought about the saint girl's question and replied: "The facial features are extremely small, as if they are almost gone."
Ye Ning turned over and jumped down. In an instant, her clothes changed from green to black.
This change was not unpleasant, but Jing Yue, who was well versed in this, still caught her close-fitting clothes with his sharp eyes.
After all, he is also a man who can put on and take off clothes in one second.
Anyway, it's huge.
He couldn't help but miss the taste of this body.
Ye Ning didn't seem to notice, but in fact she had caught a glimpse of Jing Yue's peeping.
All I can say is that the little thief is still so perverted and still staring at her breasts.
She said calmly: "If their facial features were completely gone and smoothed, what would it look like to you?"
At this time, Jing Yue remembered the details on that face, that is, there were a few circles of texture, and the hair on the head was also very sparse or even non-existent. It was mainly because it was wrapped in the Hunyuan scarf, so he couldn't see it clearly.
Thinking of this made him angry, and before he could take a closer look, he was pulled down by that damn thing.
But after the saint girl reminded him like this, Jing Yue probably knew what that thing looked like.
"Fingers, if they don't have facial features, they look like fingers." Jing Yue replied.
Ye Ning nodded and said: "It seems that the Taoist from Changmu Temple has long since disbelieved in the Taoist Tianzun and has changed his belief in the finger."
"What's the meaning?"
"Throughout the ages, there have been many gods and demons that have indirectly or directly affected their believers. For example, monks who believe in the Buddhist Angry-Eye Vajra will have a fiery temper over time and become irritable to defeat demons. If they enter the realm of minor or major supernatural powers, He will also realize the violent magical power.
If this influence were more direct, the appearance would change, like the reincarnation of the Angry-Eye King Kong, looking very solemn and angry. "
Jing Yue instantly understood what the saint girl meant and said, "What you mean is that the Taoist here worshiped a finger, so the whole person became more and more like a finger."
Ye Ning nodded and said, "It's not impossible."
At this time, the two of them had passed through the palace and entered a corridor.
Above the cloister, just like in the palace, there are fingers hanging on red threads.
If the fingers were relatively similar before, now, the shape of the fingers has changed.
Mainly in terms of size, some fingers are as big as pig's trotters, looking like they were cut off from a giant's hand.
Jing Yue tilted his head to avoid these drooping fingers and asked in confusion: "Is there really someone who worships fingers?"
Ye Ning replied: "There used to be a legend that when Wenquxing in the sky was killing evil thoughts and becoming enlightened, he even cut off the index finger, middle finger, little finger and both feet of his right hand. A fellow Taoist asked him why he did this. He It was said that those fingers and feet practiced with Him and gradually gained their own consciousness.
They are greedy, evil, and can be said to have become demons. If He wants to become a god, he must kill these demons without leaving any trace behind.
As for where these demonic fingers and feet went, legend has it that they were sealed by Wenquxing. There are also legends that they escaped, came to the human world, and cultivated themselves into gods and demons. "
"Actually, there are many similar legends about gods and demons. It can be said that the organs of gods and demons all have divine or demonic properties, and it is not without any basis that they can cultivate and become Taoists alone."
Jing Yue couldn't help but sigh: "Holy girl, you know so much."
Ye Ning said modestly: "I just like to read some idle books."
Jing Yue couldn't help complaining: "You're a liar. You have a lot of idle books, but they are all about love and love. They are even yellow in color. I have been with you for so long and I have never seen a similar book." Ghosts are strange."
Of course, this complaint can only be kept in the heart and cannot be expressed on the spot.
I have to say, hearing such a story in an underground Taoist temple covered with fingers is truly hellish.
Fortunately, he encountered some strange things when he opened the Holy Maiden and the Princess before, which warmed him up.
Especially when the princess was on the sea, she even had a life-and-death battle with strange things.
However, Jing Yue still felt a little cold and couldn't help but cough lightly.
At this time, the place that should be the main hall has arrived.
Compared with the previous dilapidation, this relatively grand and tall palace has been preserved much more completely.
There were blue and purple fingers of different sizes hanging from the high roof beams, which made Jing Yue easily think of the bacon hanging in the slaughterhouse, which was a little disgusting and a little scary.
The next moment, Ye Ning suddenly stopped and pointed diagonally upward.
Jing Yue looked over, his eyes instantly becoming solemn.
Hanging on a red line there is a row of fresh fingers. Although the blood stains on two of them are dry, they are bright red.
These fingers were naturally taken off from human hands not long ago, so who could these people be?
Jing Yue naturally thought of the people he was looking for, the leader of the Chunfeng Gang and his men.
Saint Ye Ning needs to pay more attention to three missing sons from the prefect's family.
Behind these fingers is a wall.
Jing Yue and Ye Ning walked by and could already see an altar not far away.
There are no so-called fingers of gods and demons on the altar, it is empty.
The two looked around and after confirming that there were no living creatures, they went straight to the altar.
By now, the large fireflies have become much rarer, but they still illuminate some places.
But just these places made the well-informed Saint Ye Ning unable to help but feel numbness in her scalp and chills in her back.
This altar is actually a deep pit.
The pit is filled with human bones.
They overlap each other, like a mountain, with a particularly terrifying flavor.
At this time, Jing Yue suddenly pointed to a certain place.
There are some people wearing clothes.
What is obviously different from those skeletons is that the bodies of these people have not decayed, and they seem to be still alive.
The person they were looking for should have been found.
The two of them rushed there, but involuntarily slowed down as they approached.
They could already see that several people were alive, as if they were unconscious and breathing.
But next to them, what seemed to be the end of the pit was actually a dark and endless space.
There is a faint dark wind blowing, which is easily reminiscent of a huge abyss.
Yes, there is a bigger pit next to the pit, like an abyss.
The darkness there was as black as ink, and I didn't know what was hidden or where it was connected.
Jing Yue and Ye Ning stepped on the wall of the pit and leaned over, looking down.
I saw a faint light in the deepest part of the abyss, as if a river was flowing.
Ye Ning stretched out her hand, feeling the wind direction and coolness, and raised her eyebrows: "There is an underground river below, and there is even a faint Yin spirit vein."
This time, everything clicked.
It was this Yin spirit vein that rushed the remnant soul of the Chunfeng gang member into Jing Yue's ghost house, which is why Jing Yue and the others were able to find this place.
As a result, at this moment, the wind chime hanging somewhere shook and made a sound.
The sound came from the main hall above, and it was very clear.
Ye Ning raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "If there's any situation, go up first."
Jing Yue did not dare to hesitate and followed the saint girl upwards.
As soon as they reached the pit, they saw all the fingers hanging in the main hall twisting.
Are these fingers alive?
With a snap, one of the red ropes broke, and fingers fell down one after another.
Then, the second one, the third one
The next moment, these fingers seemed to have discovered them and rushed over.
grass!
Jing Yue lifted up the straight knife, and with the zhenqi flowing in his body, he shot it out.
There was a loud bang, a harsh sound, and the blade trembled.
Three of the fingers that came towards him were swatted away by Jing Yue like a badminton ball, but more came after him.
These fingers were very fierce, rushing towards the two of them as if they were crazy.
The Human Maple Fire Gun in Ye Ning's hand kept buzzing, and it stuck to a bunch of fingers with a swishing sound. Then it smashed to the ground, and the fingers shattered into pieces like mud.
Jing Yue's straight sword flashed in his hand, and he even used Tai Chi's strength to spread the fingers one by one.
For a moment, the hall was filled with beating fingers and the sound of them colliding with spears and straight knives.
Jing Yue found that these fingers were very perverted. Occasionally, one or two of them broke through his defense, and they frantically tried to drill into his mouth.
The saintly girl's fighting power is astonishing. She can deal with these perverted and vicious fingers just like swatting cockroaches.
But no matter how fast she shoots, there are too many cockroaches and it's a bit tricky.
The two fought and retreated, and they had already reached the edge of the main hall.
The wall of the main hall near the abyss has almost collapsed, and Jing Yue and Ye Ning can clearly feel the cold wind brought by the underground river behind them.
The underground river connected to the Yin Spirit Vein, even Ye Ning, who was born with a spiritual body, was not sure whether he could survive there, let alone Jing Yue, who was born with a cold poison body.
There was no way out for them.
The next moment, thousands of fingers rushed towards them like a shower. Jing Yue and Ye Ning had already activated the true energy in their bodies to the extreme.
Whether it was a human maple gun or a straight knife, it turned into a shadow and chopped off the fingers that came towards it.
"Master Duan, can you still resist?"
Listening to Jing Yue's cough, Ye Ning quickly stood in front of him and helped him resist the incoming fingers.
"It works."
Naturally, Jing Yue couldn't let the saint girl block it for her, so he took a step forward and swept out a sword talisman in his hand like crazy.
Ye Ning felt very bitter in her heart when she saw that he was so proficient in using the sword talisman but still refused to use any of the moves she had taught him.
So instead of retreating, he advanced. Instead, he took two big steps, the gun roared, and countless fingers were knocked off.
At this time, there was white mist rising above her head, just like the mist on the fairy mountains overseas.
When Jing Yue saw this, he also became violent and killed him.
There he kept raising and lowering the knife, raising and lowering the knife, raising and lowering the knife, and his eyes turned red.
For a moment, the man and the woman seemed to be competing, and they managed to stop the attack of so many fingers.
No, not only did he stop it, the saintly girl was even fighting back.
Especially when she saw the little thief smashing two water tanks and controlling the water while killing his fingers with sword skills, the jealousy in her heart was already overturned.
This is not the skill she taught him, it should be the Rainfall Technique of the Hidden Fish Palace.
All the techniques used by the little thief, and even his whole body may be in the shape of that woman.
You just don’t want to see me, you don’t want to recognize me, you just want a girl to be on top, right?
As the spear swept out with the White Crane Wings and the Bengzi Jue, the fingers that looked like a sudden rain collapsed in an instant.
It can be said that since the saint girl started fighting, the tremor in her chest has not stopped for a moment.
The floor and walls were covered with broken fingers, and some were still smoking.
Seizing an opening, Ye Ning replied mockingly, "Young Master Duan is really good. There must be beauties waiting on the mountain outside. It's okay if he's not good."
"Saint girl, don't bother teasing me. Don't you have a sweetheart?" Jing Yue replied while clapping his fingers.
It has to be said that the two of them stood at an angle, and they cooperated very well regardless of the defensive or offensive rhythm.
"I do, but I don't get along with superiors and subordinates like you. It's really abnormal." Ye Ning said.
"Holy girl, your sweetheart's status is probably not as good as yours. If he believes in the Taichu Religion again, wouldn't you be scolding yourself and turning into a fool?
Emotional matters all depend on fate. Fate is God's arrangement, and God's arrangement is the greatest. "
Jing Yue only felt like he was running a long long-distance run. He was so tired that he could only talk and talk to stimulate his potential.
"Really? It seems like you and the female top are a perfect match."
There was a hint of sadness in Ye Ning's tone.
As a result, Jing Yue didn't stimulate much of his own potential, but he stimulated most of the saint girl's potential.
Ye Ning waved her spear, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances in her heart.
She felt that her heart ached, but the more it felt like this, the sadness in her heart was like wine that had been shaken and turbid, and the sadder it became.
Jing Yue just wanted to explain his pure relationship with the female superior, but...
"careful!"
"careful!"
The two of them said in unison, and struck each other's neck with their weapons at the same time.
It turned out that at this moment, two particularly thick fingers suddenly came out of the wall and wanted to wrap around their heads and necks.
Jing Yue instantly realized that the thing that dragged him down before was probably this kind of thick guy.
With two bangs and bangs, the straight knife and the spear stopped. They were only less than a centimeter away from the opponent's neck, and the thick fingers were broken into mud.
At this time, the last strong offensive of the fingers was stopped, and the surroundings were full of broken fingers.
Ye Ning swept away a string of useless flying fingers with her gun, then suddenly turned her head and looked at Jing Yue fiercely.
Jing Yue also looked at her, and his heart suddenly tightened.
I saw the saint girl shed tears at some point and looked at him with a sad face.
Jing Yue panicked and said, "What's wrong with you?"
Ye Ning felt extremely wronged and said with an aggrieved face, "You just hurt me!"
Yes, he hurt her, whether it was the sharp edge of the knife just now, or her heart at this moment, it hurt in every sense.
Jing Yue was so frightened that he thought he had just accidentally injured the other party, and looked eagerly at Ye Ning's neck.
Suddenly, an ink shadow jumped out from behind a pillar!
"careful!"
Ye Ning, who was crying, suddenly blocked in front of Jing Yue.
It was a man wearing a purple robe, with bruises all over his body, like those hanging fingers.
The middle finger of his right hand was so thick that the other four fingers were squeezed and broken. Like a spear as big as a bowl, it hit him at an extremely fast speed, like an ink shadow.
The saint girl blocking Jing Yue raised her gun and collided with this weird finger, or the magic finger.
With a snort, the violent collision that he imagined did not appear. The finger split into two in an instant, and pressed against the body of the spear, like a fork, it pierced Ye Ning's shoulder.
The spear was released, and the saint girl's body flew straight out.
"Ye Ning!"
That finger was about to stab Jing Yue again, but the veins on Jing Yue's forehead were exposed. He looked like he was going crazy, and he struck out with the knife regardless!
That was an extremely powerful Bengzi Jue!
With a bang, the blade hit the purple-robed man's abdomen, and the blade twisted into a twist.
The clothes on the purple-robed man's abdomen exploded, the purple flesh twisted and collapsed, and blood spurted out from his mouth, flying out like a cannonball.
At the same time, Ye Ning had fallen into the abyss.
Jing Yue took advantage of the situation and picked up the Human Maple Fire Spear. The blood on his fingertips was broken and burned, and when it was smeared on the body of the gun, he threw the spear.
The next moment, the gun blood resonated, and his figure turned into an afterimage, flying towards Ye Ning in the abyss.
Jing Yue grabbed Ye Ning's waist with one hand, held the spear in his hand and threw it again, inserting it into the wall above with a bang.
The blood on his fingertips broke and steamed again, and he returned to the top holding the saint girl he had been thinking about for a long time.
Ye Ning lay in his arms, with blood on her shoulders and tears in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and said, "Asshole!"
"That bitch just now was really an asshole!" Jing Yue agreed.
"Stop the water, you bastard!"
At this time, Jing Yue tore off the clothes at the wound on her shoulder with one hand, and while stopping the bleeding, he said, "My good sister, why did I become such a jerk?"
"You are finally willing to recognize me!" Ye Ning said in a plaintive tone.
While Jing Yue felt sorry for the saint girl's wound, he said with a head as big as a bucket, "I'm not hiding."
With a buzzing sound, the Human Maple Fire Spear was transferred and fell back into Ye Ning's other hand.
The gun in her hand turned into an afterimage in an instant, whizzing and hitting the purple-robed man who was sneaking up from the side.
With a bang, the purple-robed man's body was thrown away, and the ground shattered like mud, forming a violent impact wave.
The next moment, the saint girl's body took advantage of the strong wind and disappeared into Jing Yue's arms.
Immediately afterwards, there was a shrill scream of a man, which was harsh in the main hall.
Then there was a violent buzzing sound. Was that the Mie Zi Jue being activated?
Only then did Jing Yue come to his senses and rushed over. As he rushed, he said, "Damn, you're already injured, and it's me."
"do not move!"
The next moment, Jing Yue spread his legs and stood blankly on the spot.
There was smoke and dust all around, and a bloody gun head was pointed at his neck, very close.
In front of him, the saint girl was holding a spear, her eyes were red, and she was looking at him sadly.
"He's dead, it's your turn, you bastard!"
Jing Yue took a cold glance and saw a huge pothole dozens of steps away. He only saw a few purple rags hanging there.
The sneak attack dog has been beaten to ashes by the violent saint girl, what's next?
"Saint, please listen to my explanation."
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