Chapter 7 Haunted Head

Chapter 7 The Haunted Head

But the reincarnated Taoist girl in purple among the three venerities never thought that this smashing would make a nightmare for the other party.

Su Yong pretended to be snoring at the beginning, but soon he really fell asleep. Poor Ziyi looked at it carefully, and finally carefully climbed into bed and meditated in a narrow corner.

This is a desert full of yellow sand. Tornadoes keep roaring around, bringing huge mushroom-shaped sand towers. Stars can't be seen in the sky, and even the only few rays of light are almost covered by darkness.

A series of sharp-eared soldiers with black armor stood in the wind and sand, with a neat lineup and no panic. Even if occasionally a storm swept by, it still blew still.

In addition to the falling gravel, there is only perseverance and persistence on their faces.

There was a middle-aged man in white in front of the team of soldiers. The strong wind blew his white cloak, revealing a sword at his waist.

The man in white turned his head slightly and couldn't see any expression on his face, not even fortitude.

In front of them, it is a eccentric team that is several times more than theirs. This team is not like the sea people, not like orcs, let alone elves or demons. They have bat-like wings, lion-like tails, dragon-like three-clawed feet, and human heads and zombie teeth.

Lightning began to flash over the storm, and the sound of thunder signaled that the heavy rain was about to fall. At this time, a huge figure in front of the strange team finally laughed strangely. The laughter was indescribably sharp and harsh, and even overshadowed the thunder.

"Haha, Changsheng, I didn't expect Jiuyi's old man to run away for so many years and let you come out. Say it! What way do you want to die? I'll give you generosity once!" A flash of lightning struck the top of his head, and several sharp teeth in his big mouth showed a dazzling reflector, which was even more gloomy and horrible.

The man in white raised his head slightly, and there was still no expression on his face, and there were no waves in his eyes. He said calmly and slowly, "Senior Tiange, clarify three things: First, I led the warriors to come to you, not to be hunted down by you; Second, the master went to the outside world to explore more possibilities, rather than running away; Third, I don't want to die, and I don't want you to be generous. So... you don't have to be so arrogant." The voice was low and clear, and word by word came to everyone's ears.

"Wow!" The huge monster with two big meat wings laughed again: "Nine hundred years ago, Jiuyi's eldest disciple, that is, your eldest brother Long Wen, also came. As a result... Hahaha, do you know how he died? I took him down and gave each of us a taste of the blood crow! Hey hey, not to mention, it tastes really good! Alas, I said that Jiuyi Laopi asked you to guard the East District. Why don't you listen? You have to run to death again!"

Changsheng, a man in white, couldn't help shouting, "I'm here to avenge my brother. Brothers, kill these evil blood crows together and maintain the critical peace!"

The black helmet soldiers behind responded, and then the army rushed over like a tide.

Some of the blood crows on the opposite side spread their wings and flew up, and some ran wildly with their claws and rushed over.

The long-lived heavy rain is also pouring down like a waterfall at this moment, adding a background to this extremely tragic fight...

The two sides have been fighting for a long time, the heavy rain is still non-stop, and the desert has almost turned into Zeguo.

The strong man of human beings is still fighting for the last trace of strength with the blood crow in the floating sand. On the side of Changsheng, the man in white and Tiange, the leader of the blood crow, have already been drawn countless vicissitudes of life by the sword claws. The figures of the two are stirred ups and downs the desert waves like mountains, and even the space is distorted.

One by one, the strong people who can't tell whether it is a human or a blood crow get a little closer to here, that is, they are smashed to pieces or even a scream.

Slowly, before the raindrops in the air fell here, they were shaken into fog dust by their murderous atmosphere, gradually permeating into a thick layer of white miasma, covering this desert that had already turned into paste...

No one came out of there.

I don't know how long it took. The rain in the sky finally stopped, the darkness dispersed, and more than a dozen stars came out one after another, bringing light.

After that, a pale blue planet in the sky fell and slowly rose... After so many times.

The desert has finally calmed down and is no longer undulating.

It's just that those human warriors and those blood crows have disappeared.

The rest of this bloody land.

I don't know how many years have passed, this former desert has been shaded by trees, and some beasts and birds have begun to settle down here, and even some people around have settled down and become hunters in this new forest.

Later, people began to engage in farming in the hunters. Since some skull skeletons were dug out, local people felt that this place was unlucky, so they moved away and it was abandoned again.

People moved away and brought out the news that this was an ancient battlefield. Later, some people came to look for treasure. One of the generals in yellow armor led the troops through here and found a strange head. At that time, he picked it up and laughed.

After that...

Su Yong suddenly heard someone laughing in his ear and said, "Kid, you have such a good eye that you found it!" This is very much like the voice of the blood crow leader Tian Ge.

With a ah, Su Yong grabbed his hands in front of him with sweat, and then woke up when he touched the weak and boneless body in purple.

"What are you doing?" Ziyi pushed him away shyly and angrily, and was about to slap him in the face to find that he was sweating heavily, and he couldn't help but stop his hand.

Su Yong grabbed the head on the bed. The head is not strange, the eyes will not turn or smile, and the teeth are still shining, as if smiling ferociously, which is no different from what I saw before.

"There have been human beings on the earth here. They are Taoist." Su Yong frowned in pain and recalled for a long time, and said, "We are Chinese." The man in white named Imson is the clearest in his mind. He did not see that he had long ears in his dream, but had black hair, black eyes and yellow skin.

And his name, as well as the name of his master and brother, are like the name of the Chinese Taoist family.

"How do you know?" Ziyi frowned at him and sneered, "Just a nightmare?"

Su Yong didn't care about her rhetorical questions. He just grabbed her hair and muttered to himself in a low voice, "I'm wondering, how can even the language here be consistent with the earth? It turns out that someone has been here, someone has been here..."

He grabbed the head hard and grinned and asked fiercely, "Tell me, you tell me, what the fuck is going on?"

Of course, this ferocious head did not answer him, but kept silent as usual. Those white and black eyes looked at him coldly, I don't know whether they were laughing or sympathizing.

However, when Su Yong reached out to touch the strange tooth again, a very high heat made him scream like a pig.

"Damn it, these teeth are so weird. How can they suddenly become so hot?" He reflexively withdrew his finger and saw a big bubble on his belly.

He stretched out his other hand to touch the other part of his head. It's okay! Only the teeth are as hot as a soldering iron.

The purple clothes frowned and grabbed the head. The plain hand gently brushed the shining yellow teeth and asked curiously, "No... Are you crazy?"

"No?" Su Yong hesitated and stretched out his hand again. Sure enough, it was all right.

"Is it an illusion?" He pulled the bleeding knife, swept his palm on the purple blade, and his fingertips were cold.

Su Yong's brain was about to break. He grabbed his hair in pain and stopped for a long time: "I can't stand it anymore... Have you had a good rest? All right, let's go immediately. I want to see where the haunted head is in the ancient battlefield where it is!"

PS: It was written at 12 o'clock. By the way, this is not a procrastination, it is necessary to explain. For the sake of being so diligent... A red ticket? Collect it? Watch it twice more?