Chapter 94 I can't help it (please subscribe! 45)
Inside the palace, there were broken tiles all over the floor, and black ashes that had been there for who knows how long were scattered all over the ground, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated.
It seems that no one has been here for a long time.
The moment Li Mubai and others stepped in here, the dust on the palace ground suddenly rose up, forming a path, as if someone was leading them.
The dark green flames illuminated the corpses on both sides. Some were still struggling, some had spears piercing their chests, and some were lying on the ground at an angle.
It seems that a war broke out before the palace was buried underground, and the location was inside this palace.
As we walked along, bloodstains began to appear on the ground.
The scarlet blood looked as if it had just dripped, making the palace look even more eerie.
As they walked along, they found that the palace was eerily quiet compared to the outside. If the outside was normal with a hint of evil, then this place was undisguised evil.
At the end of the corridor, everyone saw a skeleton kneeling on the ground, with arrows all over its body and a spear piercing its chest.
His clothes were more gorgeous than the other corpses in the hall. It was obvious that he had a very high status when he was alive.
In front of the white bones, there is another gate leading to darkness.
The invisible curse could be vaguely felt in the darkness, as if the source of the curse was there.
Li Mubai and others had no way to retreat and could only move forward.
After stepping out of the corridor, the feeling of the curse became more intense.
"Yak! Yak! Yak..."
The low whispers of the entire ghost town seemed to be right next to my ears, and they became more and more obvious.
This curse seemed to take root in everyone's bodies and quickly began to erode everyone.
It was obvious that they were closer to the immortal's finger bone.
That's why the curse is so obvious.
If you can't leave here within a certain period of time, you will be completely eroded.
This is the power of the immortals. If it is placed here, it will affect them and make them irreparable.
“Bang!”
A monk with a lower cultivation level suddenly knelt on the ground, and the green hair on his wrists spread rapidly, like a bronze artifact being rapidly corroded by rust.
Almost in an instant, his entire body was covered in green hair and he no longer looked like a human.
A strange sound gradually came out of his mouth, like the wind blowing in the desert, which made people shudder.
This strange scene happened in front of everyone's eyes, and everyone watched indifferently.
The curse is so pervasive that even if one can barely resist it with one's mind and cultivation, it is difficult to eradicate it. Once one cannot resist it, one will be completely eroded by the curse.
Ever since Li Mubai showed the green hair on his wrist, they already knew that if they couldn't get out, they wouldn't be able to survive here for a few days.
If the immortal-level curse spreads, it will be enough to turn the entire desert into a complete disaster area.
All mortals who enter the desert will be transformed into this kind of monster that is neither human nor ghost in an instant.
Without waiting for the monk who had turned into a monster to make a move, Daoyi took action. With a flick of his whisk, millions of silk threads emerged and in almost an instant, the monster's head was crushed.
The emerald green slime splashed all over the ground, making everyone feel even heavier in their hearts.
This was the first death of a person who had reached the level of refining essence into qi.
The moment the monster died, the lights outside the corridor were also lit.
A pale green color, like the will-o'-the-wisp over a tomb.
This is a circular courtyard with countless Taoist patterns drawn on the ground, which are of the same origin as the array patterns outside the ghost town.
A huge stone tablet stood in the center, empty without a single word on it.
A monument without words?
Everyone's eyes shrank, especially Daoyi, he knew that this was the inscriptionless stele, because Bai Xiaosheng did not mention any other conditions, he just said the inscriptionless stele in the ghost city of Loulan, which meant that there was only one inscriptionless stele in this place, and that was the one in front of him.
"I guess you guys want this treasure of mine."
A hoarse voice sounded.
The gate at the end of the courtyard suddenly opened.
Four green-haired monsters walked out of the gate carrying a sedan chair.
And the voice came from the sedan chair.
Behind the sedan chair there were green-haired monsters one after another.
Ominousness and curse are perfectly integrated in them.
There were more than a dozen people standing next to the sedan chair. They were covered with a strong aura of death and, like the people outside the palace, seemed to have been dead for a long time.
"Lord, do you want us to kill them?"
A skinny man's hoarse voice sounded.
"I haven't eaten meat in over a thousand years."
As the skinny man spoke, a faint green light suddenly appeared in his eyes. His eyes had turned green from hunger.
Obviously, these ghosts also have their own consciousness.
Li Mubai couldn't help but worry about Qiao Yuanshan and others outside the palace. These people had their own consciousness, but they were subordinates of the Lord of Loulan. So what about the old monk outside the palace?
Can he really rely on Buddhism to fight against the immortal's finger bones for more than a thousand years?
………
Outside the palace, the old monk sucked the blood on his hands, as if he was sucking this supreme delicacy.
He let go of his hand, and the leg bone that had been licked clean was thrown down and fell to the ground.
The bones scattered on the ground just happened to be a complete human skeleton.
His green eyes seemed even greener.
"Sure enough...I can't smell it. Once I smell it, I can't help it at all."
"I have to be patient. It tastes better when cooked."
The old monk seemed to be resisting some incredible temptation and forced himself to turn around and continue to boil the big pot of soup.
Qiao Yuanshan and others were tied to one side with a ghost rope and saw the whole scene.
The drama of being eaten alive just happened right before their eyes.
Everyone's faces turned pale.
After a while, they will be thrown into the pot by the old monk like dumplings, and then thrown on the ground like the dry bones.
"You don't have spiritual wisdom because of your Buddha nature, right?"
Qiao Yuanshan was also tied to the ground. What his uncle-master said was right. This old monk was really wrong.
This is not a sober monk at all, but a vicious ghost from hell who chooses people to devour.
"Yes, yes, yes. I am really hungry, and you smell so good. If you enter the palace, I am afraid you won't even get a bowl of soup."
The old monk drooled as he spoke, and from time to time he would sniff everyone, smacking his lips and saying things like, "It smells so good."
The people who smelled it were about to cry, and the old monk just started eating it while smelling it.
When being eaten, the people from the Nirvana organization were still conscious, and their screams were like those in hell.
How could everyone not be frightened by what the old monk heard?
This old monk really covets their bodies.
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