Weird fairy

Chapter 235 Death
In the dark and dark cave, "Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring!" The echoes of bells and drums are connected together.

Accompanied by this voice, Master You, Ershen and other brothers and sisters fought against the lion dance together.

Li Huowang didn't go over to help, because he saw that the lion dancer who was on the top had also come down, and he couldn't let the ghosts run over to flank them.

With a sound of "clang", Li Huowang drew his sword, and rushed over there with a murderous aura soaring towards the sky.

Under the body of the lion covered with white tassels, dozens of pitch-black bare feet swayed wildly and ran towards Li Huowang aggressively.

Soon both sides saw each other's faces and saw the killing intent in each other's eyes.

As the two intersected each other, the huge lion's body slammed into Li Huowang's body with a mass of stench, and the white ears on his body wiped away from him.

But Li Huowang, who was hit, didn't feel any damage on his face, and directly raised his long sword to cut towards the empty side.

The two quickly staggered, and the final result was that Li Huowang was unscathed, but there were several pairs of naked human feet left under the lion dance, all of which were cut off by Li Huowang.

Just now Li Huowang was just a phantom, and the lion dance didn't attack him at all. Long before he rushed over, Li Huowang had already switched his real and phantom seats.

Looking at Li Huowang who was unscathed, the lion dancer's huge lantern left eye gradually moved up, revealing a dark round hole.

Seven or eight monkey-like withered black hands stretched out from inside, lying on the eyes like eyelashes.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen large and small eyes filled the huge eye sockets, and the expression on the entire man's face became vicious, staring at Li Huowang's body with those dozens of eyes.

Li Huowang gritted his teeth and looked at the thing in front of him coldly. No matter what it is, it is not a lion dance!Absolutely not!

"Da." Throwing the crutch under his arm, Li Huowang poked his severed foot on the ground, staring at the thing in front of him with murderous intent. "come!"

He held the long sword in front of his face, and with a sudden heart attack, he raised his left hand and slammed it towards the blade.

With a light brushing sound, the two fingers rolled and flew into the air with blood splatter, swelled, pierced the flesh with sharp bone spurs, and spiraled towards the lion dancer.

The flying fingers were extremely fast, and before the lion dance could dodge, two bloody red moles appeared on his huge round face.

The face pierced by Li Huowang's two fingers was still piercing into it, accompanied by the sound of tearing flesh and blood, thick black blood slowly flowing down those bare feet.

The person who controlled the lion dance was injured, but they still didn't want to give up. The lion's body shook violently like an animal shaking its hands. The white ears on its body flew up and began to float towards Li Huowang.

Li Huowang couldn't be troubled by this thing. A pair of cast iron pliers appeared in Li Huowang's hand. He put it into his mouth and pulled it hard, pulling out two back molars.

The white teeth rolled over and exploded violently, and the white ear was easily cut off by the flying broken teeth, and fell powerlessly to the ground.

The lion's body was also cut by broken teeth, and the red blood dyed the white lion's body red, which looked very miserable.

Seeing this scene, the lion dance seemed to know that it was timid, but it didn't make any sound, but the human legs under the lion's body kept swinging, trying to retreat into the darkness with the broken body.

Naturally, Li Huowang couldn't let him run away like this, and put the pliers into his mouth again.

Facing Li Huowang's offensive, the injured lion dance couldn't last long, and was soon killed by Li Huowang.

Without caring about taking a breath, Li Huowang kept helping others out of the siege. With Li Huowang joining in, there was no suspense in the battle over there.

As Li Huowang jumped onto the lion's head, he raised his sword and slashed down fiercely, following the edge of the huge dead man's face, he directly cut around and peeled off the entire skin.

Without a face, the entire lion dance collapsed.With a loud bang of "Boom!", the huge lion dance fell heavily to the ground, and black sticky blood gradually seeped out from under the lion, staining everything underground red.

Li Huowang on the lion's back drew his sword, turned over and jumped off, panting and looking at the other people who were still in shock. "Are you all right?"

"It's nothing, it's just that Gao Zhijian's left ear was touched by the white ears and moved down an inch. Those white ears should be the things that met Sun Baolu back then." Chun Xiaoman replied.

Looking at Gao Zhijian with one ear higher than the other, Li Huowang nodded, then wiped the blood on the sword with his hem, and inserted it back into the scabbard.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and looked at the two very weird looking lion dancers again.

Behind that huge flat human face was not a Qingqiu man holding a lion's head, but a mass of bloody and bloated corpses.

The whole lion dance is one. Whether it is the hands supporting the lion's body or the moving feet below, they all come from a twisted and fearful creature.

Inside the bloody lion dance were various organs suspended by blood vessels, which perfectly confirmed Li Huowang's conjecture.

Li Huowang didn't know whether it was grown like this or made by people, but no matter which one is the truth, it can only mean that one is a bad result, or another worse result.

What's even more frightening is that they not only exist in the dark underground, but also appear in the Qingqiu outside, and are regarded as a part of life by the Qingqiu people.

What made Li Huowang himself feel sad was that he found that he was not surprised at all.

"My God, what's all this?" The terrified Gouwa stood aside, dumbfounded.

"Obviously. It's obviously not like this." Sun Baolu looked at everything in front of him with a very complicated expression. His cognition for more than ten years was overturned by this scene.

"Senior Brother Li, they...what's going on with them?"

Li Huowang, who was standing next to the lion at this time, was too lazy to care about the Lion Dance Palace in Qingqiu. Anyway, he was just passing by, and what happened outside had nothing to do with him.

He is now thinking of a question that concerns him intimately.

Li Huowangjian carefully picked and pulled the organs inside the flesh and blood, as if he was looking for something.

"Senior brother Li, what are you looking for?" But the Gouwa who asked the question couldn't understand Li Huowang's words.

"Looking for death."

"What?"

Li Huowang didn't explain anything, he frowned and looked at the huge wreck in front of him, thinking about it.

"Something is wrong. Zhengde Temple believes in flesh and blood Buddha, so they can use flesh and blood. The nuns in Anci Temple have rotten bodies, so they use rottenness. The giant tripod worshiped death before. The lion dance just didn't use death. .”

Thinking of this, Li Huowang turned his head and looked in the direction of the giant tripod again, "Could it be that there are other sects under this grass besides the Lion Dance Palace?"

As soon as this idea came out, Li Huowang's body felt inexplicably cold. This place was far more lively than he had imagined.

(End of this chapter)