infinite danger

From the moment the red mist of blood came out of the copper coins, things developed in an uncontrollable direction.

The wound on the wrist split open inexplicably, the blood instantly stained the gauze, and the copper coins were stained with blood, as if a strange switch had been turned on.

Thin and dense red threads spread outward from the copper coins, silently absorbing the passing Yin soldiers.

In contrast to the phosphorescent fire of the Yin soldiers, the red blood mist on Ji Siwei's wrist was not conspicuous.

The rest of the people focused all their attention on guarding against the yin soldiers, and the whole process of the copper coins devouring the yin soldiers was quiet and fast, so Ah Ming was the only one who noticed Ji Siwei's abnormality.

From her point of view, Ji Siwei's side face reflected the green light, and he frowned his long eyebrows, as if he was enduring some kind of pain.

There is a mass of dark red fire in the deep eyes, which will burn you just by looking at it.

Looking down, Ah Ming saw the red silk threads growing from Ji Siwei's wrist, they intertwined and stretched towards the ground, spreading crazily against the ground.

After swallowing more than a dozen Yin soldiers, the copper coin eats marrow to know the taste, and even wants to swallow the entire team of Yin soldiers!

A large amount of yin qi impacted the body, the internal organs were "stretched" to the point of bursting, the body temperature dropped sharply, and the beating frequency of the heart became slow.

These symptoms are extremely similar to when he took the fake death pill.

If you let the copper coins devour the Yin Qi, things will be beyond the bearable range.

Maybe die, he thought.

"Huya!" Seeing Ji Siwei's painful expression, Ah Ming didn't care so much, he pressed Ji Siwei's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"

The body under the palm was icy cold, like a corpse in a freezer, Ah Ming opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Ji Siwei clutched his wrist tightly, looked up at Ah Ming: "Sister Ming, take me out of here."

The young man's face was full of unbearable pain, and he looked at him with trusting eyes. Ah Ming's heart tightened, and he grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair and rushed out.

Li Yin was concentrating on playing the corpse, when he suddenly found that the two people around him had run away, he was so shocked that he trembled all over, and shouted in a low voice: "What's the matter with you? Didn't you say you can't move?"

"Don't be wordy, just follow!"

Ah Ming almost forgot that there is a companion who is out of the situation.

"what???"

With a question mark on his forehead, Li Yin ran after him.

The patriarch and the old man didn't know why, so they had no choice but to run along in a daze.

As soon as they ran, the Yin soldiers on the road immediately noticed.

Twenty or so Yin soldiers stopped in their tracks, and turned to them with empty eyes.

Holding the wooden stick of the torch in his hand, Li Yin doubted his life while running: "Did I take the wrong script? Why did things turn out like this? I was originally happy today..."

Ah Ming: "Shut up!"

The thief Li Yin felt wronged and dared not speak out loudly: "No one cares about anyone, no one loves me, I am a Chinese cabbage in the field."

Perhaps even Yin Bing felt that this group of people was too noisy, so he rushed over with a sword in hand.

As soon as Ji Siwei let go of his hand, the red silk thread on the copper coin spread out crazily, devouring the Yin soldiers who rushed over.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but after devouring the Yin soldiers, those red silk threads became thicker and thicker.

Seeing the cloud of Yin energy seeping into Ji Siwei's wrist, Ah Ming was taken aback, and said in a worried tone, "Huya, how are you?"

Ji Siwei shook his head: "I'm fine."

"Ah Ming, let me push it!" Li Yin took over Ah Ming and pushed the wheelchair outwards at the fastest speed.

Looking at Li Yin's tall back, Ah Ming suddenly felt that he was quite reliable when he was not talking about it.

It may not be all luck to survive to the fourth copy.

At first, after the Yin soldiers found them, they rushed towards them one after another. Later, the evil spirit on Ji Siwei's body became more and more serious, and the undead retreated three points wherever they passed.

Li Yin was amazed to see it.

Not only did they get out of the cave smoothly, but they also rushed the neat army of Yin soldiers to pieces.

Ah Ming took a breath and asked, "Aren't you hurt?"

"I'm fine, the patriarch seems to be dying soon." Li Yin shrugged, pointed at the patriarch lying on the old man's back with a disheveled face, and smiled: "Patriarch, don't you block people from killing people, and Buddhas from killing Buddhas? Why did you lie on the old man's back?"

The patriarch waved his hand, and he no longer had the energy to make excuses for himself.

Ji Siwei took out the gauze from his backpack, roughly bandaged the wound, bit the gauze and pulled it lightly to tie a knot.

Ah Ming walked to Ji Siwei's side: "Huya, how are you?"

Ji Siwei slightly raised his eyes, his pupils were bloodshot.

His face was indifferent, and the evil spirit on his body had not faded away, as if Shura on the side of Huangquan Road had entered the world, which was extremely dangerous.

"Fuck! Why did your eyes turn red?" Li Yin almost jumped up from the ground, and said in surprise, "I'm not wrong! Huya is not human at all!"

Ah Ming glared at Li Yin: "Shut up."

Li Yin zipped his mouth again.

Ji Siwei raised the black knife, glanced at his own eyes through the edge of the knife, and said softly after a while, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

After the ghost gate swallowed a large amount of evil spirits, his eyes also briefly turned red.

I don't know how long it will last this time.

"There are a lot of corpses here, and there are so many Yin soldiers, which means that we are not far from the mass grave at the center of the war." Ji Siwei tried his best to put away the evil spirit on his body: "This at least proves that we have not gone wrong. "

A group of people rested nearby for a while, and set off again.

……

"Huya, we seem to have arrived."

"A mass grave."

In the distance is a towering mountain peak, behind it is a forest full of green plants, but in front of it is barren, with no grass growing.

The ground is covered with bones, armor, and rotting weapons.

It is densely packed and stretches for several kilometers.

The sky was gray, and there were a few vultures and crows circling, making shrill noises from time to time.

"This is indeed a mass grave." The patriarch walked a few steps leaning on a tree branch, his foggy eyes brightened and then darkened again: "But, what about the Nine-Tails Temple?"

There was nothing in front of him, and there was no trace of any temple.

Ji Siwei took out all the map fragments from his backpack: "The map returns to Nine Tails, the map may be the key to summon Nine Tails Temple."

"Very likely." Ah Ming nodded, took the map in his hand, finished stitching it on the ground, picked up the stone and pressed it down.

About a quarter of an hour later, the wind and cloud surged, and the ground shook continuously. In the center of the bones, a temple rose from the ground.

The temple is much smaller than the Wishing Temple, and it looks ordinary. There are two black cats standing on the four ends of the roof, and the word "Nine Tails" is written on the plaque.

"I finally found it. I'm already a little tired of this place." Ah Ming was in a rare happy mood: "The way back should be in the temple."

Li Yin patted his cheek and looked at the temple in disbelief: "I'm not dreaming, am I? Can I really get out alive?"

The patriarch threw away the branch and crutches, stroked his gray beard, and his eyes were dark: "Thank you, your mission has been completed, and you can leave the village after we have finished with the eight-tailed cat."

Ji Siwei suddenly felt bad: "What's the end?"

"You're leaving soon, so it doesn't matter if I tell you." The patriarch smiled unconsciously, and cleared his throat:

"I once told you that hundreds of years ago, there was a large-scale war here, and there were countless casualties. The tribe's prophet took us into the mountains to escape the catastrophe. After we came out, the old village was destroyed. Then, by chance, the patriarch at that time Underneath, I met a cat with eight tails."

But there is a secret that I haven't said all the time. In fact, the eight-tailed cat only fulfills the wishes of the chosen one. The first patriarch of our clan is not the chosen one.

But he has extraordinary wisdom. He told the eight-tailed cat that as long as it guards the village for 500 years, after the 500-year period expires, his descendants will make a wish to make it grow a ninth tail as agreed.

The eight-tailed cat has wandered around the world for many years, but has never met anyone who made it grow its ninth tail, so it agreed.

Since then, our family has built a nine-tailed temple to worship eight-tailed cats. "

Li Yin suddenly realized: "So you are here to make a wish for the eight-tailed cat to grow a ninth tail?"

Ah Ming knocked on the blade impatiently, always feeling that things were not that simple.

"No and no." The patriarch shook his head godly: "The story is not over yet.

The genealogy records the prophet's prophecy that as long as the eight-tailed cat leaves the ancient temple, this place will surely fall. When the time comes, evildoers will run rampant and people will die, and our family will definitely be exterminated.

So the ancestors worked hard to find a way to restrain the eight-tailed cat, and left us a way to survive-after the 500-year period expires, the current patriarch must hold a ritual ceremony on the Hungry Ghost Festival of that year.

Then, within seven days, the eight-tailed cat will be imprisoned in the temple forever with the secret method. "

After listening to the patriarch's words, Ah Ming felt a little disgusted: "The eight-tailed cat has guarded you for hundreds of years. Isn't it too despicable for you to do this?"

The head of the patriarch said, "If despicableness allows the tribe to survive, then what's the matter? Thanks to you, I was able to find the location of the Nine-Tails Temple."

Ah Ming rolled his eyes, and almost said "how could there be such a brazen person".

Li Yin frowned: "Aren't you afraid of the eight-tailed cat's revenge?"

The patriarch smiled: "The deadline has not yet been announced, and the eight-tailed cat is still our patron saint. Killing me is tantamount to breaking the promise, and it will be punished by God."

Ji Siwei looked at the darkening sky, and said in a cold voice, "Aren't you afraid of being punished by God if you break your promise?"

"Actually, there was a loophole in the agreement back then. Only the chosen person voluntarily made a wish to make the eight-tailed cat grow a ninth tail. We are not the chosen one, and even if we make a wish, it may not be able to grow the ninth tail." Nine tails."

"So we'll make a wish later, but if it doesn't grow a ninth tail, we can't blame us. Besides, we are in awe of it and willing to worship it forever."

Ji Siwei completely understood: "It turns out that this incident was a well-planned scam from the very beginning."

The name Nine Tails Temple is really ironic.

"Isn't this the story of a scumbag and a silly boy! It's fine to lie to you for hundreds of years, and you want to lie to you for eternity." Ah Ming: "The eight-tailed cat fell on your clansmen, and it was bad luck for eight lifetimes. .”

Li Yin looked at the temple and shook his head helplessly: "This cat has lived for hundreds of years, why is it so easy to be deceived? Does it mean that the older you get, the more naive it is, like my father, who is cheated every day to buy it?" Some messy stuff."

Ah Ming: "..."

Ji Siwei: "..."

Patriarch: "..."

The topic seems to be weird.

Li Yin rubbed his chin, and thought of another question: "By the way, aren't you afraid that the eight-tailed cat will hear you talking about the plot so loudly?"

"I haven't awakened it yet," said the patriarch, "it can't hear it."

Ji Siwei nodded knowingly, and said in a gentle and helpful manner: "So that's it, the patriarch, what is the secret method you are talking about?"

The patriarch smiled mysteriously: "You will know in a while."

The patriarch stopped talking, and with his hands behind his back, he led the old man to the Jiuwei Temple step by step.

Ji Siwei pursed his lips: "Go, we will follow."

The patriarch held the knocker of the temple gate, knocked three times, then knelt on the ground, bit his fingers and drew a complicated spell on the ground, bowed three times, and said loudly: "The sixth patriarch of Linan Guzhai, Please see Eight-tailed God Lord."

Before you know it, the sky is getting late, the clouds are overwhelming, and the wind and rain are about to come.

There was a sigh in the temple.

It was as if after sleeping for many years, he finally woke up.

"Human, are you his descendant? Are you here to fulfill your promise?"

A boy's voice came from inside.

Although the voice was slightly childish, it was extremely solemn.

"Back to Lord Eight-Tails, yes."

The patriarch obviously didn't treat the one inside as a boy, and kowtowed three more times respectfully.

The doors and windows of the Nine Tails Temple slammed, and then the door opened.

The furnishings in the temple are simple, with a finely carved dark shrine in the center, on which are engraved many kinds of cats, in different postures and shapes.

There are so many lifelike cats, none can compare with the black cat god enshrined above the shrine.

The cat has a pair of emerald green eyes piercing fate, cold and compassionate.

Behind it, the eight soft tails spread gracefully like an expensive lupine.

"So it really has eight tails."

The moment he saw the shrine, Ji Siwei's phoenix eyes rolled, and a smile appeared on his handsome face.

Only when he laughs does his youthful spirit really show.

A jasper lock hung on the fourth drawer of the shrine where the incense candles were kept, unlocked and stained with old blood.

Exactly the same as the one he pulled off in Tianwan Plaza.

"500 years... I have been here for 500 years..." Eight-tailed cat sighed a few words, and began to urge the patriarch: "Boy, make a wish soon, I don't want to wait any longer."

Hearing a little boy call a half-mortal old man "boy" is also very interesting.

The patriarch smiled when he heard the words: "Shenjun Eight-Tails, after I dedicate the most precious item in the clan to you, it will not be too late to make a wish."

Cats are indeed curious: "What item?"

"This is a good thing..." The patriarch stood up tremblingly, carefully took out a small package from the bag and put it on the ground.

Ji Siwei called out to the little puppet in his heart, then gave Ah Ming a look.

Ah Ming raised the corners of his lips, nodded, and moved his position silently.

The patriarch was about to open the package when he suddenly felt dizzy, and then realized that his body was off the ground.

The little puppet floated in the air with its small short hands, and played with the patriarch up and down, making the patriarch scream again and again in fright.

"What are you doing?! Why do you want to interfere? Put me down quickly!"

"Patriarch!" The old man really wanted to rush up, but he had a dagger on his neck, and he would suffer flesh and blood pain if he moved.

Ah Ming pressed down on the dagger, and really wanted to remind him friendly: "A sword has no eyes, don't move around."

Li Yin very cooperatively picked up the small package on the ground and handed it to Ji Siwei.

In less than half a minute, the things that were just placed on the ground were already in Ji Siwei's hands.

They did too many things to cheat NPCs, and the three of them cooperated seamlessly.

There was a little anger in the eight-tailed cat's voice: "Who are you, why did you interrupt his wish?"

"It's useless for him to make a wish." Ji Siwei played with the small package in his hand, and easily exposed the lie of the patriarch: "Only the chosen one voluntarily makes a wish, so you can grow a ninth tail, right?"

He unhurriedly repeated what the patriarch said earlier: "This is a complete hoax, sober up."

Smelling the dangerous smell in Ji Siwei's hands, the eight-tailed cat knew that what he said was true, so he flew into a rage.

A huge black phantom pierced through the black cat god statue, its front paws pressed against the patriarch's chest, and he slapped him on the floor, baring his teeth and roaring:

"Despicable and shameless human beings, you have trapped me here for 500 years with tricks, old man, and you still want to imprison me here forever?"

The patriarch was trembling with fear, with a distorted expression of fear on his face, he couldn't even speak.

The anger of being deceived, hundreds of years of loneliness and disappointment welled up in his heart, and the eight-tailed cat was full of fierce and murderous aura, almost biting off the head of the patriarch.

The puppet dropped the patriarch and ran away when the phantom of the eight-tailed cat rushed over. At this time, it was sitting on Ji Siwei's head with its short hands in its arms, looking curiously at the huge black cat.

Ji Siwei persuaded gently: "Calm down, killing him is equivalent to breaking your promise, and it's not worth it."

"Anyway, after you leave, this place will eventually become a ghost land."

Ji Siwei added another sentence.

Feeling the fragility of life under its paws, the eight-tailed cat gradually calmed down, looked at the small package in Ji Siwei's hand, and snorted coldly: "Why are you helping me, or are you threatening me with that thing?"

"Just draw your sword to help when you see injustice." Ji Siwei put away the small package and looked at the eight-tailed cat with sincere eyes: "We are going to leave here. If you want a new home, you can come with me."

It's also nice to have a cat.

You can be a companion with the puppet.

Moreover, a black cat with green eyes and eight tails is pretty cool.

"Humans don't have a single good thing."

The eight-tailed cat looked at Ji Siwei's dark red eyes and snorted, then looked at the puppet on his head, and after thinking for a long time, said awkwardly:

"It just so happens that I'm leaving too, so... I'll go with you as much as I can."

I've been alone for too long, it's time to make some friends.

The phantom of the black cat disappeared, and the statue in the shrine tilted its head, its ears trembled, and then jumped lightly, gracefully landing in front of Ji Siwei.

"Let's go, Meow."

Li Yin was shocked again, and there was room for twenty cherries in his mouth: "The plot can still be played like this?"

Ah Ming helped his forehead: "Ah... this is an easter egg."

"Huya, you don't want to bring everything home with you in the future."

After only entering two dungeons, he provoked two little ancestors. Ah Ming was really worried for Huya.

Besides, don't you think it's strange that the eight-tailed cat who has practiced for nearly a thousand years will go home with you so easily? !

"Don't worry." Ji Siwei bent down and reached out to the eight-tailed cat, trying to take it into his arms.

The eight-tailed cat flicked its tail, and the eight tails flickered, forming a fluffy tail.

It jumped up along Ji Siwei's arm and found its own throne - Ji Siwei's shoulder.

Puppet: "Hi."

Eight-tailed cat: "Meow."

When everyone was about to leave the dungeon, the patriarch suddenly struggled and knelt on the ground, crying:

"Baiwei Shenjun, my son once went to the ghost gate to find a map. Although he survived by chance, he was possessed by evil spirits. I couldn't bear to kill him and trapped him in the attic of the old house. He turned into a monster and died in depression. , souls and evil spirits fused together, wandering in the old house.

I'm damned, but you are the patron saint of this place, can you help him and let him be free by thinking of these hundreds of years of love? "

It turned out that the evil spirit in the attic of the old house was the patriarch's son.

"I hate people like you who kidnap other people's morals at every turn. When you were about to attack Yao, did you think about the hundreds of years of love?" Ah Ming said coldly: "You guys, you have to do it for yourself. pay for it.”

The dungeon finally came to an end, Ji Siwei took "the whole family" and opened the fourth drawer on the altar...

……

"Little boy has been gone for more than two hours, it's not good."

A mature voice said so.

"He can't be a liar, can he? He cheated me of my peerless sword. I bought that sword from you for nine yuan!" A clear and young voice continued: "What's the use of looking back, Could it be that he suddenly appeared... Fuck! He really did appear!"

His body was weak and he couldn't move. Ji Siwei could hear the sound, but he couldn't make a sound or respond.

These two voices are very familiar, they should be the voices of Uncle Leaflet and Ye Xiao.

He returned to Tianwan Plaza again.

"Liangzi, Liangzi, wake up..." Ye Xiao said in a panicked voice, "Uncle, Liangzi's wrist is bleeding a lot, he didn't commit suicide by cutting his wrist, right? Call Bai Che!"

Volume Four