The sky was completely dark, and the green fluorescent stones were taken out by them, illuminating everything around. Li Huowang did not stop, and everyone's expression was tense and kept rushing on the road.
Gradually, the crescent moon with only a little thin edge began to rise and hang in the air, and the silver light shone on the earth.
Li Huowang, standing on the roof of the car, looked back from time to time, and found that the ball of black before had disappeared at some point.
Leaving?What exactly is that?What exactly attracted that thing?Is it me?Or... it's that newborn child?
He was guessing randomly with a gloomy expression.
Just then, Li Huowang suddenly felt the ox cart under him stop, don’t stop!Keep going!
But his orders rarely made the ox cart move again.
When Li Huowang turned around and looked forward, he finally understood why they stopped, because the ball of black was already blocking in front of them!
At this moment, Li Huowang finally saw clearly what the black circle was just now.
The black one was actually a large group of black sheep. The black sheep with black fur stood silently, motionless like a puppet.
An old lama wearing black leather stood silently in the center of the group of black sheep.
A sallow drum was hung around the waist of the trumpet, and a necklace made of small bone cakes were carried around the neck and wrists.
Under the cocks-shaped lama hat was a pair of black pupils without any impurities. He was staring at Li Huowang with his gloomy expression.
The lama's face looked strange, yellow and black. When Li Huowang carefully identified it, he found that it was actually an old man spot.
Just looking at this look, Li Huowang knew that the other party was not kind.
Suddenly, the lama gently lifted the thin right hand, and an old vulture with a drooping skin fell from the sky and landed on his arm.
For some reason, when Li Huowang saw this vulture, he recalled that when the woman mountain and Bai Lingmiao watched the sky burial, the group of people-eating vultures were watching.
Senior Brother Li, this lama... Chun Xiaoman took out the bell and said in a state of lingering expression.
Don't panic, you can leave first, just pretend that he is not the same person.
Under Li Huowang's order, everyone lowered their heads and slowly walked past the black sheep with their carriage.
Li Huowang stood on the roof of the car, staring at the enemy in front of him with all concentration.
As he got closer, Li Huowang saw more clearly that these black sheep were all old sheep with all their teeth.
Li Huowang felt that this lama and this sheep were so uncomfortable that they felt indescribable.
In a trance, Li Huowang suddenly changed his appearance. He was not a black sheep in front of him, but a group of white-haired, demented old men wearing black sheep's skin on their backs!
This feeling was fleeting and disappeared soon, and the black sheep was still black sheep, nothing changed.
It is difficult for Li Huowang to determine whether the feeling just now was true or his own hallucination.
Wow~ The black sheep beside the lama shouted in unison, and then the flock of aries on Li Huowang's side also shouted at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, the sheep on both sides kept shouting, and the sounds came one after another, and people were upset when they heard it.
Enough!With the roar of Li Huowang's tongue touching his jaw, the sheep's scream stopped.
It is wealth or not, it is a disaster, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided. Li Huowang looked at the old lama in the black sheep and simply spoke first.
This senior, a monk in the Nestorian of Xiajiao, has been passing by a precious land for a long time. If there is still an offensive place, I hope he will forgive me!
Whether it is useful or not, Li Huowang decided to try it with a fake identity first, and bet that the other party has not discovered his identity at the moment.
And this is also a threat. I am from the Nestorian, not a sect-free scholar. Think about it carefully before starting.
Hearing Li Huowang's confident words, the old lama stood there and responded without any response.
Li Huowang's expression changed and he waved to the others again.Walk!
He didn't know what the lama was thinking. Now that the enemy and us are not strong enough, Li Huowang really doesn't want to have a conflict with the lama.
The wheels rolled up again and slowly moved away from the black lama with the others.For a period of time, no one spoke and moved in fear.
Li Huowang could feel the feeling of a needle pricking his back. He was tense all over and thought about various possibilities.
Suddenly, that inexplicable aura appeared again. This time the aura no longer appeared in the distance, but was behind Li Huowang!
Li Huowang stood still at his feet, turned around suddenly, and was shocked to find that the lama was only two meters away from him.
At this moment, he finally saw the old man's face clearly. He had seen the old man's spots, but he had never seen the old man's spots cover the entire face.
The lama looked toothless, or there weren't a few teeth in his mouth. His lips were hugged in the same way as some old people. He looked like he was extremely old.
Li Huowang almost slashed his sword with such a terrifying face in front of him, but he stopped forcibly.
His eyes slowly moved down, and Li Huowang realized that the other party's legs, which had been buried in the black sheep, had no flesh, and his entire lower body was made of bones.
The strange feeling on the other party kept impacting Li Huowang, trying to soothe his breath, calm him down, and close his eyes.
However, Li Huowang could not do such a thing at all.
His hand held the hilt of the sword, his expression so serious that it was even a bit ferocious.
Senior, it seems that I didn’t offend you, right?If you do this again, don’t blame me for being rude!
As the sword pulled out, the rich murderous aura instantly diluted everything.
The old lama narrowed his black pupils slightly and stared at the hilt of the sword that Li Huowang wrapped in cloth strips.
This tense atmosphere made everyone breathless, like Xucai Lu was so scared that he was wet his pants.
Li Huowang exerted one hand and was about to draw his sword when he was about to fight the man in front of him. The stalemate suddenly changed.
Dong!As the old lama beat the waxy drum around his waist, a drum sounded behind Li Huowang, which was the sound made by Bai Lingmiao who used to dance the great god.
Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong
The two drum sounds at the same time with rhythm, like a strange ensemble, as if there are different existences communicating with drum sounds.
After a stick of incense, the drums gradually stopped, and the solemn atmosphere in the air that was as solid as the essence also disappeared.
As the vulture in the lama's hand soared into the sky, the black sheep in the distance covered his terrifying lower body like a dark cloud, and slowly moved back with him.
Seeing the lama go away, Li Huowang dared not be careless and led the others to continue walking forward.
This was all night. When the sun came out, when Li Huowang called for a stop, everyone collapsed on the ground exhausted, gasping for breath, half of which was tired and the other half was frightened.
The lama was so cunning last night that he was a living person and looked even more terrifying than a ghost.
Li Huowang looked at the surroundings with no trace of the lama, turned his head to look at Bai Lingmiao, whose lips were pale. Did the lama say something to you with a drum?
Bai Lingmiao nodded.He said... He is from the Jiantiansi, so let it go this time, I won't be the case.
Gradually, the crescent moon with only a little thin edge began to rise and hang in the air, and the silver light shone on the earth.
Li Huowang, standing on the roof of the car, looked back from time to time, and found that the ball of black before had disappeared at some point.
Leaving?What exactly is that?What exactly attracted that thing?Is it me?Or... it's that newborn child?
He was guessing randomly with a gloomy expression.
Just then, Li Huowang suddenly felt the ox cart under him stop, don’t stop!Keep going!
But his orders rarely made the ox cart move again.
When Li Huowang turned around and looked forward, he finally understood why they stopped, because the ball of black was already blocking in front of them!
At this moment, Li Huowang finally saw clearly what the black circle was just now.
The black one was actually a large group of black sheep. The black sheep with black fur stood silently, motionless like a puppet.
An old lama wearing black leather stood silently in the center of the group of black sheep.
A sallow drum was hung around the waist of the trumpet, and a necklace made of small bone cakes were carried around the neck and wrists.
Under the cocks-shaped lama hat was a pair of black pupils without any impurities. He was staring at Li Huowang with his gloomy expression.
The lama's face looked strange, yellow and black. When Li Huowang carefully identified it, he found that it was actually an old man spot.
Just looking at this look, Li Huowang knew that the other party was not kind.
Suddenly, the lama gently lifted the thin right hand, and an old vulture with a drooping skin fell from the sky and landed on his arm.
For some reason, when Li Huowang saw this vulture, he recalled that when the woman mountain and Bai Lingmiao watched the sky burial, the group of people-eating vultures were watching.
Senior Brother Li, this lama... Chun Xiaoman took out the bell and said in a state of lingering expression.
Don't panic, you can leave first, just pretend that he is not the same person.
Under Li Huowang's order, everyone lowered their heads and slowly walked past the black sheep with their carriage.
Li Huowang stood on the roof of the car, staring at the enemy in front of him with all concentration.
As he got closer, Li Huowang saw more clearly that these black sheep were all old sheep with all their teeth.
Li Huowang felt that this lama and this sheep were so uncomfortable that they felt indescribable.
In a trance, Li Huowang suddenly changed his appearance. He was not a black sheep in front of him, but a group of white-haired, demented old men wearing black sheep's skin on their backs!
This feeling was fleeting and disappeared soon, and the black sheep was still black sheep, nothing changed.
It is difficult for Li Huowang to determine whether the feeling just now was true or his own hallucination.
Wow~ The black sheep beside the lama shouted in unison, and then the flock of aries on Li Huowang's side also shouted at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, the sheep on both sides kept shouting, and the sounds came one after another, and people were upset when they heard it.
Enough!With the roar of Li Huowang's tongue touching his jaw, the sheep's scream stopped.
It is wealth or not, it is a disaster, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided. Li Huowang looked at the old lama in the black sheep and simply spoke first.
This senior, a monk in the Nestorian of Xiajiao, has been passing by a precious land for a long time. If there is still an offensive place, I hope he will forgive me!
Whether it is useful or not, Li Huowang decided to try it with a fake identity first, and bet that the other party has not discovered his identity at the moment.
And this is also a threat. I am from the Nestorian, not a sect-free scholar. Think about it carefully before starting.
Hearing Li Huowang's confident words, the old lama stood there and responded without any response.
Li Huowang's expression changed and he waved to the others again.Walk!
He didn't know what the lama was thinking. Now that the enemy and us are not strong enough, Li Huowang really doesn't want to have a conflict with the lama.
The wheels rolled up again and slowly moved away from the black lama with the others.For a period of time, no one spoke and moved in fear.
Li Huowang could feel the feeling of a needle pricking his back. He was tense all over and thought about various possibilities.
Suddenly, that inexplicable aura appeared again. This time the aura no longer appeared in the distance, but was behind Li Huowang!
Li Huowang stood still at his feet, turned around suddenly, and was shocked to find that the lama was only two meters away from him.
At this moment, he finally saw the old man's face clearly. He had seen the old man's spots, but he had never seen the old man's spots cover the entire face.
The lama looked toothless, or there weren't a few teeth in his mouth. His lips were hugged in the same way as some old people. He looked like he was extremely old.
Li Huowang almost slashed his sword with such a terrifying face in front of him, but he stopped forcibly.
His eyes slowly moved down, and Li Huowang realized that the other party's legs, which had been buried in the black sheep, had no flesh, and his entire lower body was made of bones.
The strange feeling on the other party kept impacting Li Huowang, trying to soothe his breath, calm him down, and close his eyes.
However, Li Huowang could not do such a thing at all.
His hand held the hilt of the sword, his expression so serious that it was even a bit ferocious.
Senior, it seems that I didn’t offend you, right?If you do this again, don’t blame me for being rude!
As the sword pulled out, the rich murderous aura instantly diluted everything.
The old lama narrowed his black pupils slightly and stared at the hilt of the sword that Li Huowang wrapped in cloth strips.
This tense atmosphere made everyone breathless, like Xucai Lu was so scared that he was wet his pants.
Li Huowang exerted one hand and was about to draw his sword when he was about to fight the man in front of him. The stalemate suddenly changed.
Dong!As the old lama beat the waxy drum around his waist, a drum sounded behind Li Huowang, which was the sound made by Bai Lingmiao who used to dance the great god.
Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong
The two drum sounds at the same time with rhythm, like a strange ensemble, as if there are different existences communicating with drum sounds.
After a stick of incense, the drums gradually stopped, and the solemn atmosphere in the air that was as solid as the essence also disappeared.
As the vulture in the lama's hand soared into the sky, the black sheep in the distance covered his terrifying lower body like a dark cloud, and slowly moved back with him.
Seeing the lama go away, Li Huowang dared not be careless and led the others to continue walking forward.
This was all night. When the sun came out, when Li Huowang called for a stop, everyone collapsed on the ground exhausted, gasping for breath, half of which was tired and the other half was frightened.
The lama was so cunning last night that he was a living person and looked even more terrifying than a ghost.
Li Huowang looked at the surroundings with no trace of the lama, turned his head to look at Bai Lingmiao, whose lips were pale. Did the lama say something to you with a drum?
Bai Lingmiao nodded.He said... He is from the Jiantiansi, so let it go this time, I won't be the case.
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