nycdaug Chapter 177: I asked you to wake them up, not to hold a concert!
Chapter 177: I asked you to wake them up, not to hold a concert!
"Human lamp?"
Ye Shutong's expression changed slightly.
"This matter is really related to the Ailao King. Rumor has it that the Ailao King, as the local emperor of this area, has monopolized the business of the Ancient Tea-Horse Road. He is extremely wealthy but cruel and bloodthirsty. Anyone who offends him will be turned into a human lantern!"
Wang Hui added, "There is also the mysterious inverted-foot fairy in the Ailao Mountains. It is said that it was also raised by the Ailao King. In ancient times, it was used to help him eliminate dissidents. It can be said that the Ailao King knew the existence of the inverted-foot fairy best."
Because the light inside the Temple of Heaven was too bright and too dazzling, no one noticed the subtle movements of the human lamp.
Ye Shutong lowered his head to avoid looking directly at the lights and causing damage to his eyes.
Sudden.
She found that the people's lamps were all upside down!
Ye Shutong said quickly, "Look at the bottom of the lamp!"
Jiang Nanxi took the hand off his head and discovered, "If these are human lamps, the bottom of the lamps are their feet, and these people's feet are upside down!
Is there a possibility that the inverted-legged fairy in the Ailao Mountain legend is actually the vengeful spirit that was made into a human lantern by the Ailao King? The inverted legs are to ensure that the lantern with one hand and one foot can remain stable. "
As soon as she finished speaking, a "crackling" sound of bones rubbing against each other was heard in the silent hall.
"The light... the light is moving!"
Wang Hui's eyes suddenly widened as he looked at the rows of lights behind Jiang Nanxi.
The curved handles of the lamps were as agile as human arms. They were suddenly raised up, and the front ends were placed over the candle flames.
Swish.
All the lights in the Temple of the Gods were turned off, and the bright-as-day hall suddenly became pitch black.
The four people in the Temple of the Gods quickly gathered together with their backs to each other and looked around vigilantly.
Jiang Nanxi and Ye Shutong took out flashlights at the same time and illuminated the surrounding environment.
They shone the flashlight around and found that not only were all the lights out, but all the people were gone too!
"Minister, Wang Hui..."
"Save us..."
"It hurts, it hurts, help me..."
They heard bursts of noisy and shrill screams. Ye Shutong and Wang Hui also heard many familiar voices. They were the colleagues from the Psychic Bureau who had died here!
"Who, who is talking!"
Ye Shutong turned the flashlight in his hand and shone it on a corner of the Temple of Heaven. He saw blood all over the ground and many people with chopped hands and feet lying on the ground.
One of them had only one hand and one foot left, and he was crawling with difficulty in a pool of blood, looking at her for help.
"Minister, save me, save me... I don't want to be lit... I don't want it...! Save me!"
His only remaining arm, covered in blood, stretched out towards Ye Shutong.
Behind him, there were many people with their hands and feet chopped off, crawling in a pool of blood.
They wailed.
Screaming.
Next to the pool of blood, there stood an indistinct black shadow, holding a bone knife in his hand and humming a terrifying ballad.
"God, I pray for you. I offer you my old body, freshly slaughtered cattle and sheep, my pure soul, and the guiding lamp for you.
God, I will dance for you before I die. Please guide the living, so that we can cross the night safely and healthily, avoid the hidden ghosts, and let Saba live forever. "
The black shadow hummed a ballad while chopping off a person's skull with a knife like chopping a watermelon.
The man lying on the ground had only two-thirds of his head left, and he lay on the ground with his eyes open. The black shadow suddenly produced a match out of thin air and inserted it into his severed head.
The dead person stood up straight, with his remaining hand supporting his head and his feet standing upside down, motionless like a lamp.
"God, I pray for you... and light a guiding lamp for you."
The shadow continued to hum as he continued to chop off other people's skulls with his bone knife and made them into lamps.
"Minister, help, save us!"
"Wang Hui, save me!"
The shrill screams kept echoing in the ears of Ye Shutong and Wang Hui. They looked at the familiar faces in the pool of blood, one by one, whose skulls had been cruelly shaved off and made into lamps. Anger burned in their eyes.
"stop!"
Ye Shutong and Wang Hui shouted at the same time, and rushed towards the sea of corpses and blood, trying to stop the black shadow from continuing to hurt their colleagues.
But in the sight of Jiang Nanxi and Liu Qingyan, there was no pool of blood or any human figure at all.
In the direction they rushed towards, there appeared an exquisite and gorgeous soft couch covered with silk, on which lay a large bloody and wet ball of flesh.
This ball of meat is as big as a small van, and its skin is full of wrinkles. At first glance, it looks like a mountain of meat.
"stop!"
"Let them go!"
As Ye Shutong and Wang Hui ran forward, a huge mouth appeared in front of the meatball, filled with densely packed teeth like a shark.
This mouthpart is wide open like a door, tempting others to run in and become "its" food.
"Don't go over there, it's dangerous!"
Jiang Nanxi and Liu Qingyan stopped Ye Shutong and Wang Hui respectively, but they both continued to struggle.
Wang Hui roared with bloodshot eyes, "Let me go, let me go save them! They are my colleagues, my partners, I can't just watch them die here!"
Ye Shutong also cried out in grief, "I want to take them back, I want to take them home!"
"Get out of the way, please. If you don't, don't blame me for being rude!"
Wang Hui even took out his weapon.
Liu Qingyan snatched the weapon from his hand and threw it away, then stood in front of him and reached out to grab Ye Shutong's clothes.
He quickly said to Jiang Nanxi, "They are trapped in the illusion of the magic array and can't break free. Find a way to wake them up!"
Jiang Nanxi raised her hand, "Can I wake them up?"
"Not necessarily. This illusion is very powerful. It uses the souls of the Psychic Bureau members who died here before. Those people knew them and had a bond with them. They will sink deeper and deeper into the illusion until they die!
If you hurt someone, we will have to protect them, which will be even more troublesome! You should think of another way!"
Jiang Nanxi put his hands away, then took out two large speakers from the space, turned them up to the maximum volume, and placed them next to their ears.
"Good luck! I wish you good luck! Good luck brings joy and love! Good luck! We have good luck! With good luck, we will prosper and prosper all over the world..."
When Liu Qingyan heard the deafening singing, his expression paused, "Is this what you usually listen to?"
"Not at all."
Jiang Nanxi pressed a button and changed the song.
Then it got louder.
The key is,
Liu Qingyan also discovered that Jiang Nanxi was holding a loudspeaker with one hand to play music, and holding a loudspeaker with the other hand to sing along, and during the period, she was shaking her hair wildly like a rock guitarist at a concert.
Loudspeaker: "Wumeng Mountain is connected to other mountains!"
Jiang Nanxi (shaking her hair): "Wumeng Mountain is connected to other mountains!"
Trumpet: "The moonlight shines down on the Xiangshui Beach!"
Jiang Nanxi (roaring): "The moonlight shines down on Xiangshui Beach!"
Trumpet: "Can anyone tell me?"
Jiang Nanxi: "But the heavens are calling you!"
"..." Liu Qingyan was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak, "I asked you to wake them up, not to hold a concert here!"
Ye Shutong and Wang Hui were both confused. "Jiang Nanxi, what are you doing? Are you pretending to be a female ghost?"
Jiang Nanxi raised his head and looked over, then said to Liu Qingyan, "See, he's awake! Just tell me if it's useful or not!"
Liu Qingyan: "..."
Liu Qingyan rubbed his eyebrows, turned his head to look at the huge flesh ball on the couch not far away, and then found that the flesh ball squirmed and changed its shape!