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"Amitabha, Lord Su, you take a step ahead, and the poor monk will catch up later." Master Shame waved his clean and smooth monk's sleeves, and a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the closed corridor, which was gentle and gentle, but it was about to attack Su Chan's body The spider's leg was blocked, and then pulled left and right, the spider's leg was broken in two, and the leader of the human-faced spider immediately fell in front of Su Chan, in a posture of bowing his head.

The ashamed master who was murdered still lowered his eyebrows and put his hands together on his chest. Su Chan used to have a bunch of miscellaneous teachers. Although they didn't study Buddhist scriptures, they were more or less familiar with them. , It seems to be chanting the "Great Compassion Mantra" in Sanskrit.

"Master, take care." Su Chan didn't delay anymore, stepped on the road that the ashamed master had opened for him, and continued to rush forward without stopping - he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and he had to leave behind no matter whether it was bones or souls.

The winding path is not long, but it is indeed intricate. Fortunately, Su Chan walked through it countless times when he was a child, and he still remembers it vividly.

If Su Chan’s sense of direction is correct, if the direction he is moving from the ground to the surface, it should be facing the throne of the hall—this can also explain why the imprint he left on the giant spider that day was actually on the hall. Respond.

I am ashamed that the master seems to be a kind-hearted person, but he is still very good at fighting. The number of human-faced spiders chasing behind Su Chan is less and less. He is only a few steps away from the cave where his ancestor's tablet is placed, and he can almost see a cloud of spiders. Those few solitary lacquered wood in the net.

Since Su Heng ascended the throne, very few people have come here, not to mention mortals who have not been enlightened can't see the abnormality with the naked eye. These human-faced spiders have been sealed by Master Shame, so they have unintentionally developed to such a difficult-to-eradicate. the point.

Su Chan's footsteps stopped suddenly, and there was an indistinct figure in the cave in front of him. It was pitch black, like a cloud of mist, and it was really hard to see clearly, but there was an indescribable sense of oppression on this person, Unlike Xie Changlin or Su Heng, the source of this sense of oppression is death... like a corpse that has not rotted for a thousand years.

"It's you?" Su Chan's brows were furrowed, the fly whisk in his hand was held in front of him vigilantly, the tip of the bald cinnabar pen was shining with blue and white light, and he was ready to hand out his ultimate move at any time.

Su Chan seldom acted recklessly, even if he was seriously injured, he would hold back against those human-faced spiders, but facing this person, the smile on Su Chan's face completely faded, and he said coldly , "This is the land of Great Chu, Shen Tu, don't ask for trouble."

"I haven't seen you for many years. The young master will bite people." The thin figure turned around, and seemed to be shaking a fan up and down in his hand. He couldn't see his face clearly, but judging from his body posture, speech and behavior, he really didn't look like a person. nice guy.

He seemed to stare at Su Chan for a while, and then said, "If I had known that dirty boy could grow such a reed and jade tree, maybe I wouldn't have let you come back."

"Heh..." Su Chan sneered, "You let me back because of my calamity physique, and you wanted to bring some trouble to Da Chu."

The figure shrugged noncommittally, "Why not... You were abandoned at that time, full of resentment, and I was just helping you."

"Don't bother me, ninety percent of my resentment is aimed at Badu." Su Chan was speaking, but his hand suddenly felt troubled. The bald cinnabar pen couldn't even withstand such a huge force. The tip turned into blood-red powder inch by inch, and the figure did not dodge or dodge, but when Su Chan left a bloodstain between his eyebrows, his murderous intent suddenly dissipated, and Yuan Ting Yue stood up.

Su Chan's chest heaved up and down due to his rapid breathing, and the last bit of ashes from the cinnabar pen seeped into the soil along with the blood. With a fan in his hand, the figure pushed Su Chan's right arm away confidently, and said, "Young master!" It's wise to know that you can't fight me in the dragon's lair."

"Similarly, the dragon's lair is so powerful that Shen Tu will not be so stupid as to kill me here..." Su Chan's expression finally eased, and he looked at him coldly, and said again, "So, what is your purpose? ?”

"Can't I just come and see my old friend?" The figure chuckled twice, then stopped suddenly, leaned forward sullenly, and said in Su Chan's ear, "I want Great Chu to perish .”

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure stepped back two steps, touched the tablet of the late emperor, and said, "Young master, you have to know that birth, old age, sickness and death, and the flames of war are common in the world, and the Great Chu has hindered my business."

"Coincidentally," Su Chan said, "Shen Tu will be destroyed, and I will protect it, each according to his ability."

"Ha...hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" The figure's speech has become much thinner, and only a little gray trace is left at this time, and he laughed wildly, "Okay! We each rely on our own abilities."

The gray shadows dissipated, and a pure black bird feather floated down from it, with a golden mark flashing on it, it seemed that someone used this talisman to create a phantom thousands of miles away, just to frighten Su Chan.

"..." Su Chan bent down and picked up the bird feather. It was long and gorgeous, and it was an extraordinary thing. Su Chan, who was always known for his optimism, seemed to be crushed by a mountain in his heart, and he was stunned for a short time.

"A Chan, Ah Chan..." The firefly of the jade carving fluttered out from his sleeve, and Xie Changlin's voice was conveyed from it. It was unavoidably distorted, but it awakened Su Chan from his ecstasy, "A Chan, I just felt it. There is a strong dead air, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Su Chan let out a sigh of relief, "I've arrived at the dragon's lair, and you all should be ready."

"Ah."

The totem on the firefly's back flickered, and it quickly pecked Su Chan's cheek, then flew back to hide in his sleeve immediately, Su Chan shook his head, a little dumbfounded for a moment.

Although his sleeves are not as strong as Yao Guang's, but the space is not small. In addition to the exquisite jade carvings, there is also a small porcelain bottle, more than thirty talismans and the fire seed given to him by Zhuo Yuemen. and took it out.

The reverberation from the corridor is getting louder and getting closer, if the human-faced spider does not destroy its soul, no matter how many times its patchwork body is smashed, it will not help, but no matter how you look at it, Master Shame is not the kind of ruthless person .

Su Chan ignited the fire, and the cobwebs in the entire cave were swept away in an instant, and the cinnabar pen was destroyed. As a last resort, he poured a little of the contents of the porcelain bottle on his fingertips, and formed a complicated seal with his other hand. After a while, Su Chan's fingertips wrote a character like a ghostly talisman, and then the ancestral tablet was pulled, and two figures gradually emerged.

In Su Chan's memory, Su Yanzhi has always been a strict and somewhat unreasonable father, especially for Su Heng, but occasionally he would show a little tenderness when he was behind others.

The ancestral spirit of a dynasty has no chance to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation until the day when the country is destroyed. During this long period of time, almost most of the time will be attached to the lacquered wooden tablet and sleep. Just close your eyes and receive an incense on July [-].

Su Chan was still a child when he disappeared, but now he has shed his childish appearance and grown into a gentle gentleman. It's a pity that Su Yanzhi didn't wait for the day when he was still alive...

But now they couldn't help them to express their reunion feelings, Su Chan didn't even say a word of politeness, and cut to the point, "The unworthy descendant Su Chan has something to ask for."

Although Su Heng is only the third emperor of the Great Chu Dynasty, the royal family always pays attention to formality. After Emperor Hongchang rebelled and overthrew the previous dynasty, he sealed up all his relatives and friends. His father was pried up and reburied for no reason. Huangling, before he had time to reincarnate, suddenly changed from a country old man to a heroic spirit, and he was rubbing his old bones with a sigh.

"What's the matter, tell me." Emperor Hongchang's voice was like a bell, he was in the prime of life when he died, and he was a bit bossy and unreasonable.

"One kills innocent people indiscriminately, and the other sets the blame... Now the victim is entrenched in the house, waiting for the two of you to say 'sorry', will you give it or not?" Su Chan didn't have time to watch them play prestige, and said directly, "If you don't give it , Su Chan can only commit the following crimes, and pay back, everyone forgive me."

"What?" Emperor Hongchang killed countless soldiers all his life, but he didn't realize what Su Chan said.

"□□ Harem, there are countless entanglements... At that time, the emperor was only a villain in the family, and he focused on covering up the matter for the sake of face, which caused the harem to be restless, and dozens of bones were buried in the well. How could he not hate?" Now, there is still this indiscriminate killing of innocent people, and the lives of living people are regarded as worthless, how can we not feel sorry for them?"

Emperor Hongchang floated in front of Su Chan, his eyes lost, and he didn't say a word for a long time, but the late emperor Su Yanzhi sighed first, turned his own tablet upside down, the inside was hollowed out, stuffed with a scroll of yellow silk.

"In the year I ascended the throne, I prepared an edict of guilt. I have been diligent and conscientious throughout my life, and I have never dared to slack off in the slightest, because I know that there are many bones accumulated under this high position of imperial power, and I cannot live up to it."

After Su Yanzhi finished speaking, the yellow silk in the tablet fell into Su Chan's hands, and he wrote "Sin Ji Zhao", the color of the ink has not been damaged for many years, but the corners of the yellow silk are a little off, "Take it. "

Su Chan didn't dare to be negligent, he copied the edict of guilt into his sleeve, and said to Emperor Hongchang, "There is still one missing..."

I am ashamed that even if the master has practiced for ten lifetimes, there is only duckweed left here. After a long time, he will retreat steadily, and the entity that was gathered by the spell will gradually thin out. Pass.

Master ashamed puts his palms together, puts all his effort into his cultivation, and even his soul flies away, to block these human-faced spiders in front of the dragon's lair before Su Chan returns.

He failed to prevent these innocent people from dying tragically before he died, and he can no longer prevent more innocent people from dying... I am ashamed that the master thinks that his life is mediocre, but he has made this trip more or less, and he must accomplish something. He closed his eyes and said, "My Buddha is merciful".

"Stay here, everyone, I have what you want!"

Su Chan's voice came through Master Shame's body. Although it had little effect on the human-faced spider, at least the monk felt relieved, his brows and eyes relaxed, "Amitabha, finally arrived."