He cried himself into cat cake

In this way, they spent the next two days inquiring about news, and Mu Ge was already entangled in his thin thread and almost shut himself off.

Without such a thing, it would be too bullying.

But he couldn't help it, if he couldn't beat it, he could only endure it.

As far as Mu Ge himself is concerned, judging from the few souls he has come into contact with, except for Ying Gou, everyone else has a bad temper, especially Hou Qing, who not only has a bad temper, but also has mental problems.

The two wandered around in Anping City like this until the evening of the third day, when the general minister suddenly put him at the gate of a university.

Mu Ge remembers this place, it's called Duying, that Zhong Ershao got stuck here last time, and almost didn't go back.

The general put him down and left, leaving only Mu Ge and the cat in place, with a bell tied around his neck with a red thread that would not ring.

After he left, Mu Ge waited for a while, seeing that the person had no intention of coming back, he began to toss the thing around his neck up and down.

He uses all four claws together, grasping vigorously with his front paws and pushing hard with his rear paws, occasionally turning his belly up to the sky, at the corner of the school at dusk, with the ground as the axis, crazily turning in circles.

The students passing by all looked sideways, thinking that the cat must be crazy.

However, no matter how hard he tried, it still had no effect, and the object that should be on his neck was still on his neck.

Helpless, they had no choice but to keep it with them.

Trying his best to fail, Mu Ge lowered his head, because of struggling, he lost a bunch of hair on his neck, and the pain was so hot that his eyes were full of tears.

He looked at the school gate where the crowd was coming and going, let out a very soft groan, and lay down motionless.

Just like that, he slept by the school gate, and waited for an unknown how long, until the willow branches were on the moon, and the generals didn't come back.

Mu Ge's ears trembled, and he stood up quietly.

He didn't run away at the beginning, because he was afraid that this was just a temptation by the general. Looking at the situation now... He looked at the condensed foul smell rising in vain after nightfall, licked his lips, and rushed out towards another street.

And just when he was halfway through the rush, a figure suddenly floated into the school gate from a distance.

Mu Ge was stunned for a moment, without even thinking about it, he turned around and followed, and at the same time kept howling behind him, but unfortunately, no matter how he called, the figure in front didn't have the slightest intention to stop, Mu Ge gritted his teeth, and had to move forward. Push your legs hard and jump hard.

In the boundless moonlight, the black beast soared into the sky, leaping to the front of the figure one step at a time in a hunting posture.

However, when he landed on the ground, he took a closer look and found that the so-called figure was just a thin piece of fragile paper, with strangely shaped facial features painted on his face with cinnabar.

It's just a paper man, not a human figure at all.

What's more, just like he strayed into Duguang's Field, when he jumped in front of the figure, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

The school disappears, the moon disappears, and in its place is a huge cave.

Countless night pearls are inlaid on the cave wall, and in the other passages leading to the cave, several bright lights are burning.

Mu Ge moved his nose and frowned slightly—in the eight passages, there was actually the smell of lamp oil extracted from sharks.

In the prehistoric times, the mermen lived in the South China Sea as the darlings of heaven and earth, and no one knew who was so bold as to use mermen to refine lamp oil.

This is really too crazy and lawless. If these big monsters and ancient gods who are still alive know about this, it might cause a lot of trouble.

The eight passages lead to different places, and where the passages gather is a huge stone platform with patterns of flowers, birds, insects and fish, with a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right.

This is a sacrificial altar, an altar used for offering sacrifices for an unknown age.

Mu Ge changed back into a human form, and looked around cautiously. It was very quiet here, except for his own breathing, there was no sound.

Mu Ge walked around the altar, looked at a stone statue with three heights in front of him, and stood still.

Taking the altar as the origin, except for the statues and the eight bluestone paths leading to the eight passages, all are covered with white mandala flowers.

For some reason, looking at these things always gave Mu Ge an indescribable, very weird feeling.

It's not like joy, it's not like pain, it's a little bit regretful, and there's also some... unspeakable melancholy and emotion.

While he was looking up at the stone statue, the corner of the stone statue's mouth suddenly cracked open. Mu Ge was stunned for a moment, and saw that the place in the stone statue's eyes that was originally a rock suddenly turned into red fire. Mu Ge suddenly felt creepy, subconsciously When he fled, the fire in the stone statue's eyes suddenly shot towards him.

Mu Ge dodged in embarrassment, but to no avail.

The fire fell on the land covered with white mandala flowers, and there were screams, as if countless invisible figures were being burned by the fire again.

Mu Ge's scalp was numb, and he took a step back subconsciously, with goosebumps rising and falling.

All of a sudden, there was a sound of drumming, and along with the sound of the mud being stirred up, hands with flesh and blood came out of the soil one by one.

Numerous hands were scratching each other, looking around, they were densely packed, Mu Ge trembled, feeling disgusted.

Countless hands continued to emerge from the soil, and on the passage leading to the altar, under the illumination of countless lights, the black human figure also staggered, approaching him step by step.

Countless half-corrupted corpses emerged from the soil, Mu Ge's face was solemn, and he condensed a long sword with his magic power, raised the sword and rushed towards the group of things.

Their family is born to restrain filth, but none of these guys who came out of the soil has filth on them.

It is obviously more terrifying than the dirtiest ghost in the depths of hell.

They don't have a holy aura like the generals, but just like the puppets in the window, without any other aura.

It would be fine if they were all tainted with filth, even if he was given an army of this size, for him, it would be nothing more than a matter of food and drink.

This is exactly the case.

Without the filth, the Lanminglihuo in his body would have no inducement, so naturally it couldn't be used anymore.

Mu Ge glanced at the dense things that kept pouring in from the soil and the passage, took a deep breath, and felt that he was extremely awesome.

No one will come to rescue him. In the battle of wheels, even if the ants can kill the elephant, I don't know how many rounds he can last.

In fact, at the moment when Mu Ge disappeared, the general came out from the corner. He silently looked at the place where Mu Ge disappeared, and just stared at it blankly. After a long time, he turned and left.

"I promised Yinggou not to kill him, so I gave him a chance," he touched the skeleton on his shoulder, "as long as he doesn't leave, as long as he waits obediently, I won't move him."

But he still wanted to leave after all, Jiangchen frowned, "He let me down very much."

He put the two little skulls on his shoulders in his arms, his voice was very weak, and he couldn't hear any superfluous emotion, but the two little skulls turned around and patted his chest with their ossified hands.

As if comforting.

There was no moon tonight, and the rare stars were also blocked by Jun Yunzhong. Houqing stood quietly beside Zhang Yundu's bed, and suddenly stretched out a hand to him.

Since nothing can be observed anyway, we can only search for the soul.

Unfortunately, the moment he stretched out his hand, a black swirl-shaped thing suddenly appeared behind him.

Hou Qing only had time to turn around before being pulled in by the outstretched hand in the vortex.

At the same time, Zhang Yundu, who was lying on the bed, gradually dissipated into the air.

The room regained its silence, leaving only the open window. A crow flew into the room from the window sill and landed on the writing desk after hovering for a few weeks. The rough sang sound called several times towards the room.

Mu Ge fought and retreated, and gradually, he was forced under the stone man.

Not long ago, the bluish-purple nails of that thing pierced through his shoulder blade, and pulled out the bone again. At this moment, his entire right chest was dripping with blood, he lost a piece of bone, and the blood gushed out like a floodgate.

His whole body was in pain, wounds were everywhere, his eyes were turning black, and he was dizzy.

Blood was gurgling, continuously pouring out from his body, and at the same time slowly converging into the strange patterns under his feet.

The gurgling blood kept escaping from the body, Mu Ge's face was pale, and the long sword was knocked down by the corpses that kept pouring in.

The group of monsters howled and roared, their foul-smelling fingers touched Mu Ge's body, and their sharp nails penetrated from all parts of Mu Ge's body.

The sharp pain spread from the nerve endings to the depths of his mind. Mu Ge opened his eyes wide and trembled all over. He roared and pushed away the monster in front of him, but was buried again by the mountain of corpses the next moment.

The mouth was full of blood, and even the breath was foul-smelling, unable to escape, or even move.

It hurts, it hurts too much.

Fingernails were constantly inserted into various parts of the body, and the sound of bones being broken in the body could be clearly heard, leg bones were pulled out, and wrists were slipped and broken.

The black clothes don't have any other colors, but the stone slab under the body is constantly collecting blood. The red liquid flows like water, following the pattern of the slate to meet the most central stone flower.

The carving of the stone flower is extremely complicated. Under the stamen is a slender flower stem. Countless slender leaves and rhizomes extend from the flower stem, almost covering the entire altar.

With more and more blood, the monsters gradually stopped moving.

Mu Ge's eyes were wide open, and the ups and downs of his chest gradually disappeared.

Countless corpses knelt under the altar, and at the front, eight corpses covered in green surrounded Muge, their hands still covered with flesh and blood raised above their heads, as if they were guarding the king's side, the most loyal attendants.

When all the patterns were soaked in blood, the stone statue behind Mu Ge began to tremble, and the spots and scales on his body continued to fall off.

The rhizomes of the white mandala flowers emerged from the black soil, and then grew longer and longer, and finally bloomed one after another, and withered one after another. A distant sacrificial song came from nowhere, accompanied by the sound of wind and water waves , passed into Mu Ge's ears together.

The consciousness that had already disappeared returned to his body again, and the dry and hot breath gradually spread from the lower abdomen of Dantian, and then bit by bit, it began to burn his limbs.

[The author has something to say: Thank you big baby Yihai for the trilobites! !I love you the most! !Thank you for the recommendation of other babies, crazy comparison!

ps: Yunzhong Jun: It is the cloud in the sky, the god in Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs" (seems to be?)

Luna: Chang Xi (no matter if not played)

Di Jun: The emperor in the prehistoric times, some called him the first generation emperor, and some said he was the second generation emperor

Lunar star: In other words, it is the moon]