Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 36 The Right and the Wrong
"Master Chen...I heard this voice in Sanliting..."

Hongdou's voice trembled, and the strange atmosphere around her became more and more obvious, which brought back some recent memories of her.

The black spots on the mountain are getting closer and closer, and the trees in the forest are shaking. They seem to appear from the cliff caves, but if you look closely, you can see not only the dark cliffs, but also the countless cracks opened by the earthquake. Foggy purple lights are appearing frequently, and black spots are also appearing from them.

Chen Jinnan held up the "Shukui 120 Seven Picture Praises", and the blood mist rolled out from the picture scroll without needing to recite it, covering the place where the Tiandihui was located.

In the blood mist, everyone had absurd nightmares, but after careful study, they couldn't recall any details, only felt the creepy fear, as if the world had sunk into the sea of ​​madness, and they were those who dared to The ignorant with open eyes and prying eyes.

But it is these weird and bizarre blood mist that seem to be stimulating the nerves of the chiseled people, making them appear from all dangerous and lonely places, desperately wanting to rush over, tearing apart all obstacles on the road.

"Everyone guard the altar, as long as you don't be confused by illusions, the chisel-tooth people will not harm you!"

Chen Jinnan clenched his teeth and remained awake.

The heavily surrounded Qing soldiers were the first to suffer, and the inspectors screamed and fell down in the dark night. These things seemed to be jealous of the light, and unceremoniously tore up the person holding the torch first.

Someone drew a knife and slashed, and the blade slashed on the chisel-toothed people, and there was only a muffled sound. The tanned leather-like skin did not have a trace of moisture, and it immediately blocked the weapon's bounce.They crawled on the ground, seemingly without eyes or ears, and smeared blood on their bodies with their withered palms, and continued to attack, tearing apart the surrounding Qing army.

Many people threw down the torch in a hurry, but such behavior did not bring them a sense of security, but accelerated the speed of falling into darkness.Once the light is lost, the only way to confirm between people is touch, but the black spots bring not only touch, but also bite and kill.

In this way, before the mysterious monster rushing out of the cliff was even seen clearly, it caused a disaster called darkness and chaos, which became the last straw for the destruction of the Qing army.

The Lama Keba in the center of the Qing army camp was chanting scriptures frantically, surrounded by monks and soldiers, worshiping together, and some of them started to move.

For Lama Kepa, destroying all the norms and taboos in the world is his natural task, and the voodoo ceremony using blood sacrifices to achieve the goal is just an insignificant side branch of the Longhua tree in the vast world.

Between form and emptiness, existence and non-existence, the Shi Tuolin Patriarchate believes that there is no fixed number, and only regards "all dharmas are only consciousness, and the concept of a skeleton" is the most essential principle.

Its interpretation is: since this world is illusory, there is no law, and when practitioners deliberately violate social taboos, they are like pink skulls facing each other, flipping between real and illusion, which is more visible. Clearing up the illusory nature of this world, you will be able to "enlighten yourself greatly" and find the "first meaning" that Buddha said.

The monks took off their shirts to reveal their bodies, and a man next to him pulled out a vajra made of human bones and pierced it through his heart!
The blood splattered half a day high, and the blood mist was thick and lingering, attracting the attention of these chiseled people.When the hot blood was thrown out, some of the chisel-toothed people slowly stopped, and after licking the remaining blood on the ground twice, they suddenly ignored the location of the monks and rushed towards the place where Chen Jinnan was.

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"These are mountains, they can't hear or see, just don't be smelled."

A strange man with disheveled hair was extremely calm. He took off his smelly robe and threw it to Jiang Wen to wrap it up. His attitude was very friendly—even though the two had never met before half an hour ago.

"Umbrella bag?"

The strange man's accent was a bit strange, not a local accent, Jiang Wen couldn't catch it for a while.

"Shandu! It's Shandu!"

The weirdo repeated it dissatisfied.

Jiang Wen looked thoughtfully at the chisel-toothed people scattered from the mountain.

He has never believed in ghosts. The Shandu of the Tiandihui and the giant white ape Gan of the White Lotus Sect are all too embellished, and they are more likely to be deduced by the attached society.

Judging from the fact that these people ignored the obvious omens of the strange light of the earthquake, the fog in the mountains, and the sound of the ground, and dared to hide in the mountains and engage in feudal superstition activities, it is impossible for Jiang Wen to have too high expectations for the illiterate people in the rivers and lakes.

Among them, some people obviously shouted "Dilong turned over", and after a while, they can still watch the excitement with great interest, which is outrageous!
Therefore, he chose to use his own eyes to see these people with chiseled teeth clearly.

Although these chisel-toothed people can stand upright, they are hunched over, holding crude spears and stone tools in their hands, and some hairs on their bodies are disheveled and split. They wrap their bodies in simple animal skins, and there is no sound from their hollow mouths. , withered and shriveled in appearance, and there are even decayed and decayed corpse spots on the skin.

Not humanoid.

Relying on the stinky animal skin thrown to Jiang Wen by the weirdo, the two of them hid in the woods peacefully, passing by with rustling footsteps, but they didn't find the two of them.

When he got closer, Jiang Wen saw that the teeth of these chiseled people like Le were not like chisels, but that their front teeth had all been knocked out, and they were gaping hollowly.

What's even more bizarre is that the brow bone of some skulls was directly pierced, and the back of the head was cracked in some cases; the more exaggerated ones were that the entire face was smashed to pieces, causing the face of this part of the skull to be blurred. No outlines can be seen.

But they were all moving, grinding their teeth and sucking blood, with a dumb expression, and bloody tongues sticking out of their mouths from time to time.

"Its face is like a leather shield, swarthy, without eyes, nose, mouth, or ears; it often sticks out its tongue, red as cinnabar, three or four feet long, and it is open to death." The chisel-toothed people?

fart!

This is clearly from a primitive tribe who died and was buried in a cliff cave a long time ago!

Judging from the crude stone tools they carried in the Paleolithic style and the slightly weird brain bones, the brain volume is at most between 800 and 1000 milliliters, and the prominent facial bones are obviously different from those of modern Homo sapiens, and may even be annihilated. A certain ape-man in the long river of time crawled out unsteadily from the cracks of history in this absurd night!

"You people are really unfriendly."

Jiang Wen felt his head was as big as a bucket, so he lay down on the low mountain and waited quietly among the thorns, enduring the nagging of the people around him, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

When the earthquake happened, the head of Jiang University had just rushed to the mountain road outside the ancient city of Minyue. Trees were broken and rocks rolled everywhere, and the sky was collapsing.

This guy passing by appeared at this time, watching with great interest Jiang Wen's unimaginable agility, dodging and moving in the dense forest to fight against the earthquake, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he rescued Jiang Wen.

The counting continues.

"Let me first talk about the first time, when I was begging outside Chong'an County, I suddenly ran into that soldier and wanted to beat me up. Did I affect the appearance of the city?"

The strange man's accent is also very strange, between Jiang Wen can barely understand and can't understand at all.

"The most recent time was just now. I slept happily in the pit. These people came in and beat gongs and drums, and fought everywhere. Wouldn't it be better for everyone to be peaceful?"

Jiang Wen pretended not to hear, and the strange man stared at the people down the mountain and continued to chatter.

"I've been here for so long, and I've never encountered any unpleasantness. At most, when I was living in Sanliting and begging for food, I was stared at by those traveling businessmen. Why did you make trouble for me as soon as you came..."

This person's hair is messy, dirty and messy, and smells like dried kelp. His body is tattered and repaired, and the thickness is far beyond the needs of ordinary people. They are dragged on the ground to cover their feet.

...So it turns out that in the wild rumors, the legless woman wants human flesh to be eaten, is this person the one who made it?
Jiang Wen couldn't help looking it over, he really couldn't figure out how someone could be so strange, obviously his hair looked like a savage, but his beard was twisted clean, not even a hair was groomed.

"Master, you said you lived in Sanliting and Minyue Wangcheng? But these two places are said to be haunted by ghosts. Are you not afraid of living here?"

"Haunted?"

Hearing this, the strange man suddenly laughed strangely, "Young man, I have lived here for more than 100 years, but I have never seen a ghost..."

"This joke is not funny at all, master cock mother."

(End of this chapter)