Nightmare Attack

This item is ice-cold, and it is a jade pendant, on which a palace is carved with extremely fine craftsmanship, and auspicious clouds and cranes are decorated near the palace, which has the meaning of a palace in the sky, and it is a treasure that can be recognized at a glance.

"Jiang Xiaoyou, remember, no matter what happens, you must come here to meet the poor after nightfall tomorrow, otherwise the world will be in danger." Ling Xiaozi warned again.

"Well-"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Xiaozi's face changed drastically, and then his whole body trembled, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, "Little friend, go, I'm afraid you will wake up this evil spirit in advance, and tomorrow... tomorrow morning Do not come into this Sanqing Temple at all times, although this evil spirit is suppressed, it will still be affected by it around the Sanqing Temple, I am afraid it will be bad for you!"

"Taoist take care!" Jiang Cheng stopped talking nonsense, cupped his hands at Ling Xiaozi, and left with Fatty and Ye Qiutang.

Compared with before, the way back was very quiet, and the three of them walked very vigilantly, lest they be ambushed by those monks who had disappeared.

The three of them walked for less than half an hour on the not very far road, and then returned to the west wing room. As soon as they approached the courtyard gate, the fat man stopped suddenly, and saw bloodstains on the bluestone slabs on the ground.

The bloodstains looked fresh and stretched all the way into the courtyard gate.

Looking in through the courtyard door, the door of the west wing was closed tightly, and the original fire candle inside had been extinguished at some point.

"It's not right, you guys are waiting outside, I'll climb over the wall and go in to have a look."

Before the fat man finished speaking, he jumped down from a tree next to the courtyard wall, "Miss, you are finally back!"

It was the man who was very good at wielding a sword, Jiang Cheng vaguely remembered his name as Zhao Dutong.

Seeing that Zhao Dutong was wounded, Ye Qiutang immediately stepped forward to check, "What's going on? Where are the others?"

"Oh! Don't mention it, let's go in first, this is not a place to talk." Zhao Dutong looked around very vigilantly, and those evil monks left a psychological shadow on him.

Jiang Cheng and the others rushed towards the wing facing the courtyard door very naturally, but they were stopped by Zhao Dutong, who raised his blood-stained saber and pointed in the other direction, "Not here, we are worried Those monks came to the door and changed to a wing room, the reason why I stayed here was to wait for you."

After Zhao Dutong walked for a while, they came to a secluded wing room. The environment here was obviously much worse. It should have been cleaned for a long time, and the ground was covered with weeds and fallen leaves.

Before getting close, the door of the wing room was pushed open from the inside, and the grey-haired old man's tense expression gradually eased after seeing Ye Qiutang, "Miss, you...you are fine, great, no more news If so, I plan to ask Zhao Dutong to find you."

"Where's Mr. Song?" Ye Qiutang was most concerned about Song Tianming, after all, she also thought of what Jiangcheng thought of, the abbot, and that Ling Xiaozi, she didn't believe it, and it was not surprising that anything happened in this ghost place.

But after seeing Song Tianming, Ye Qiutang and Fatty Jiangcheng were all taken aback. They saw that Song Tianming, who was alive and well not long ago, was lying on the bed, dying. His face was twisted weirdly, as if he had been hit by a weapon like a stick, his brow bone was broken, and what was even more frightening was his eyes, which were now two **** holes. Hearing someone approaching, Song Tianming coughed violently , spraying blood foam along the corner of the mouth.

"Mr. Song!" Ye Qiutang immediately rushed over, grabbing Song Tianming's exposed hand, whose pulse was already very weak.

"Senior Song!" Jiang Cheng looked at the nearest Manager Murong after recovering, "What's going on?"

Before Mr. Murong could speak, someone else cursed, and Zhao Dutong was so angry that his hand holding the knife was trembling, "It's not that damned Huiqing, she...she's a fake! What a remorse, all fake!"

"After we separated, Huiqing said that she knew a place where we could hide, but who would have thought that there was a trap! More than 20 monks were in ambush there, and they rushed out and caught us off guard!"

"By the way, those monks look familiar to me! They are all those monstrous monks in the merit hall before, and the leader is monk Huide!"

Jiang Cheng knew it well, no wonder he didn't see Monk Huide in the Gongde Hall tonight, so he was waiting for them here!

The fat man was furious when he saw Song Tianming in this state, "Where's that Huiqing? Have you caught her yet?"

"It was good to be able to escape for my life at that time. I didn't have the time to take care of her, but I chopped her down!" Commander Zhao raised his arm and pointed to Fatty Jiangcheng.

Jiang Cheng carefully looked at the people in the room and found something very strange. Except for Song Tianming, who was seriously injured and only half breathed, the rest of the people were fine. Even the one standing behind the table with his face full The terrified old lady only scratched her skin a little, and a little blood came out.

After all, this Song Tianming is the head of the alchemist sect, no matter how bad his skills are, he is only slightly inferior to Zhao Dutong, how could he be in this state.

Worried about arousing unnecessary suspicion, Jiangcheng asked this question in a more cryptic manner. Commander Zhao sighed, looked at Song Tianming on the bed, and frowned slightly, "It's strange to say that those monks have very clear goals. They assigned almost half of them to besiege Mr. Song, and they were all the strongest group of monks. The rest of them seemed to be beating us fiercely, but I could tell that they were just keeping the three of us at bay. Don't let us support Mr. Song."

"Then how did you escape in the end?" Seeing Song Tianming's miserable appearance, Jiang Cheng couldn't figure out how they broke out of the encirclement, UUReading Book www.uukanshu.com and could rescue Song Tianming.

Commander Zhao's expression became weird, "It's even more strange when it comes to this matter. After they knocked down Mr. Song, they were about to kill him, but suddenly, all the monks stopped moving, and then Suddenly looked in one direction, then seemed to see something particularly scary, and suddenly ran away screaming."

"Also, they ran so fast that they even dropped those sticks and weapons."

Speaking of this, Commander Zhao let out a deep breath, with a little bit of joy in his voice, "But it's also fortunate that those people went crazy, otherwise there would be no life for the few of us."

"Cough...cough cough..."

Song Tianming coughed violently, and then looked in the direction of Jiangcheng with his **** eyes, and his weak voice gradually sounded, "Jiang...Jiang, you guys did it, right?"

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