Green Sac Shroud 2 Ghost Pot Watch Free Chapter 40 The Weird Voice

Everyone in the cave was stunned, and their eyes were all focused on the stone wall, and the sound came out from the tiny cracks on it.

The old woman looking at the eyes was even more dumbfounded. She had been in Shangshui for decades, and she never knew that there was another practitioner hidden in this stone wall. Could it be that she can retreat for decades if she doesn't eat or drink? If so , this person must be a peerless expert.

Professor Wudeng was also very puzzled. This person has been in the stone wall for many years without making a sound, and he didn't even know about it. Even the armored dung beetles didn't have any abnormal reactions, otherwise he would have been alerted a long time ago. Needless to say, this hermit must also be related to the secret of Feiwu Cave.

Wuyu old monk's "Strong Vajra Finger" was originally invincible, but because the upper arm meridian was injured by Professor Wudeng's zhenqi beam, the zhenqi couldn't be sustained and softened, and then it was bitten off by that nasty little mouth fingertips. He tore off a strip of cloth from the monk's robe to wrap his fingers, then stood up straight and said in a loud voice, "Amitabha, I have no desire for the old man, Kunming Xishan Taihua Temple, may I ask your senior Gao's name?"

The Immortal Son also held his broken wrist and walked forward with pain: "Infinite Heavenly Venerable, Immortal Son, the master of the Taihe Palace in Mingfeng Mountain, I pay my respects to Senior."

"I don't know how many years I have been retreating here, how can I still remember my name?" The old voice in the stone wall was full of vicissitudes.

"Master, how can there be someone in this stone wall? Could it be the stone monkey Sun Wukong in the book of Wu Chengen, a man from Sheyang Mountain in the Wanli period of the previous dynasty?" Ke'er said in surprise.

"Auntie, Sun Xingzhe was crushed under Wuzhi Mountain by the Tathagata Buddha, and this is in southern Sichuan, so it's far away." Song Laoguai corrected.

"Senior," the old woman with Qiubo stepped forward and bowed gently to the stone wall and said all blessings, and then asked respectfully, "Senior Chen Yuanyuan, please forgive me if I have disturbed you during the past few decades of practicing here. .”

"Hehe, it's okay, the old man likes your beauty very much. It's really a pity to know that half of your face was ruined by your early practice." The old voice in the stone wall said sympathetically.

"Thank you for your praise, senior. You even know this. You are truly an expert." The old woman with autumn waves couldn't help sighing.

"Senior," Xian Shengzi took the lead and asked, showing off his cleverness, "Junior Xian Shengzi, may I ask if you, old man, are the masters who guard the Daluomo organ of the Bo people?"

There was no answer from the stone wall.

Wuyu old monk clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, if senior is the guard, can you give me some pointers? Everyone fought with force just now to solve the secret of the Daluomo mechanism. My Buddha is merciful, and I really can't bear to see killing again. If you can Tell me one or two, I am very grateful, thank you for this."

"Is Da Luomo's mechanism really that important to you?" The voice inside the stone wall seemed helpless.

"How?" Fairy Son said proudly, "Pin Dao's guess is correct, this senior is a member of the nursing agency, I am afraid that he is at least 1,500 years old, if it is not for the medicine king Sun Simiao, Maybe it's Li Chunfeng who ordered Taishi."

"Son of Immortal," Shibi Nei interrupted his words, his tone was extremely severe, "You actually used the real martial arts seven-star sword to chop the 'ghost pot', do you know what kind of serious consequences this will have? This old man is very angry."

"This…" Immortal Son hurriedly defended himself in fear, "Senior, Pindao didn't expect that Professor Wudeng would use a ghost pot to block the sword light. Fortunately, no damage was caused. Please forgive me, old man."

"Huh, the ghost pot is the head of Fenghou five thousand years ago. It contains the essence of the ancient Zhuyou technique. Isn't it easy for you to peek into it? It once swallowed tens of thousands of tigers and wolves in the Great Qin Dynasty. I'm afraid the mechanism has been triggered when the sword goes down, if the ghost pot releases all those souls, will all of you present survive?" The voice inside the stone wall became more and more angry.

Hearing the words, the Immortal Son apologized in a hurry: "I don't know the poor way, the poor way has committed a crime, and the green bag corpse clothes 2 ghost pot is free to watch , senior, please calm down."

"Alas" Shibi Nei sighed, and then continued, "Professor Wudeng, please take a look at the ghost pot, the old man will see if it is damaged and whether it needs to be repaired. After many years of retreat, now I still have to pay for it. You juniors wipe your ass."

Holding the ghost pot in his hand, Professor Wudeng looked at the old woman with hesitant eyes.

"Since seniors want to see it, we should obey it." The old woman Qiubo nodded.

"The ghost pot is here, waiting for senior to leave the customs." Professor Wudeng faced the stone wall and said respectfully.

"When did the old man say he was going to leave the customs?" The stone wall muttered dissatisfied.

"How to give the ghost pot to senior?" Professor Wudeng asked.

"Just pass it in from the small hole under the stone wall." The voice seemed a little impatient.

Professor Wudeng bent down according to what the senior said, and carefully rolled the Fenghou skull in his hand from the hole in the karst cave with the mouth of a bowl.

Song Laoguai has been in the lower class all year round, and has extremely rich social experience. He is by no means comparable to a person in a temple or a Taoist temple or a hermit in the mountains. At this moment, he whispered into Secretary Xing's ear and said, "Uncle, there's something wrong with this."

"What's wrong?" Secretary Xing asked in surprise.

"If the seniors in the stone wall lived a hundred years ago, how could they speak Mandarin so quickly and standardly?" Song Laoguai asked.

That's right, the ancients would never speak with a modern accent. Although the tone seems simple and vicissitudes, it can be imitated completely.

"Could it be someone in disguise?" Secretary Xing couldn't help blurting out, "The purpose is to cheat the ghost pot."

"Also, since this person has been in seclusion within the stone wall of the Feiwu Cave in Bowang Mountain in southern Sichuan for many years, how did he know that the ghost pot on the top of the West Peak of Lishan Mountain in Shaanxi captured the souls of 30,000 Qin soldiers at the end of last year?"

Although his voice was not loud, everyone in the cave could hear him clearly, which immediately aroused everyone's vigilance.

"Senior, old monk and all juniors, please go out and see me." Wuyu old monk also felt that something was wrong.

There was no answer in the stone wall for a long time.

Professor Wudeng had already put aside his suspicions and focused on the overall situation. He pushed away the old monk Wuyu naked, and said patiently against the stone wall: "The Analects of Confucius says, 'Don't worry about what you don't know, and worry about what you don't know.' Why don't you, senior?" Come out to meet each other, so as to solve everyone's doubts?"

There was still no movement within the stone wall.

The old woman in Qiubo was also anxious, and said angrily: "Senior, the old woman has been with you for dozens of years, 'chicken and dog hear each other', can't you show up and see?"

There was still no reaction within the stone wall.

"That's right," Song Laoguai stomped his foot, and said with certainty, "This person must have come here just for the ghost pot, and we were all fooled."

Xian Shengzi looked at the old monk Wuyu in embarrassment.

"Hehe, it's okay," the old monk Wuyu smiled, and took out the red sandalwood box from his arms, then gently lifted the seal, pulled off the box cover, and muttered, "One flower, one world, one grass, one world." In heaven, one tree is one Bodhi, one leaf is one Tathagata"

The "Asura Worm" lying in the box sat up slowly, rubbed its sleepy eyes, and the eyes of the Buddha head on the wingspan of its back were piercing, with a faint murderous aura.

"Master 'Asura', Thoreau Ma Ma Hum" the old monk Wuyu recited in his mouth, and then pointed to the karst cave under the stone wall.

Then the asura insects flapped their wings and flew out of the red sandalwood box. The sound of the "buzzing" of the wings changed from small to loud, vaguely like the sound of monks in Leiyin Temple chanting: "All Bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas should subdue their hearts like this , all sentient beings and the like" but saw him swooping down from the sky, heading straight for the hole in the rock wall.

At this moment, those armored dung beetles standing outside the cave fell to their knees one after another, kowtowing like pounding garlic, as if they were panicking.

Stepping on the black armor on the dung beetle's back, Asura walked into the cave with arrogance.

Suddenly, the "senior" shouted in horror from inside the stone wall: "Ke'er, I got the ghost pot, run away, groaning, hululu!"

In the astonishment of the crowd, they heard the wailing sound like a pig being slaughtered inside the stone wall. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what happened inside.

Not long after, a terrified little black piglet rushed out of a hole under the stone wall, but it was unkempt, the mane on the back was all burned off, revealing the red and white delicate skin, and the burnt smell was still mixed with it. With the aroma of lard pastry.

"Little witch!" Ke'er was taken aback, and hurriedly asked it, "What's wrong with you?"

Uncle Fei stood in front of her with tear-stained face, shivering with pain all over his body, and said tremblingly: "I tricked the ghost pot into my hand, but a farting insect that can emit arcs came in." After speaking, he fell to the ground and fainted.

Ke'er stood there dumbfounded, murmuring to himself blankly: "Little witch can talk to Mr. Wang, and little witch can speak human language!"

Xian Shengzi stared at Secretary Xing suspiciously, and asked sharply: "Hey, what's going on here?"

"'Little Witch' is my lover's pet pig." Secretary Xing replied mechanically, feeling equally astonished. How many secrets does this little "witch pig" of He Zheren hide? Not only can it smell out dead insects, understand human speech, it can speak Mandarin fluently, and it also has thoughts. It's not just thinking, it's simply scheming, and he pretended to be a "senior expert" to deceive everyone here. But one thing is for sure, it tricked Ghost Pot to help itself and Keer, and at its most dangerous moment, it never forgot to tell Keer to run. From this point of view, this is a pet pig loyal to its owner. , the character is particularly noble.

Ke'er regained his composure, and quickly bent down to hug the unconscious little witch, looking at its scorched back, feeling very distressed.

Seeing this, the old woman in Qiubo smiled and said nothing. This little pig was originally a demon who had already cultivated to a high level. Although it was beaten back to its original shape, its understanding, brain and language functions were preserved. It is so smart that it can judge the situation and cleverly deceive everyone, which is not easy.

The strange flying insect released by old monk Cai Wuyu just now recognized at a glance that it was the "Asura insect" that the monks from the Western Regions paid tribute to King Pingxi, and Wu Sangui gave it to him. This worm can spit out poisonous mist and release poisonous fart, and has an extremely violent temper. Later, it felt that it was too evil, so it was sent to Taihua Temple in Xishan not long after. Three hundred years later, it was still alive.

The sound of "buzzing" sounded in people's ears again, and the "Asura worm" had already flown out from the hole under the stone wall, hovering above everyone's heads, staring at everyone fiercely.

"Buddha worm," the old monk Wuyu called it to land on the top of his bald head, and then asked softly, "Where's the little skull after the wind?"

"Buzz, buzz…" Asura's wings flapped in response.

"What?" the old monk Wuyu became anxious.

"Master, what's the matter?" Fairy Son hurriedly asked.

"The Buddha worm thought it was just asking it to find out the person behind the stone wall, but when it found it was a little piggy, it fired an electric arc to kill it, and ignored the ghost pot." The old monk Wuyu explained.

The Immortal Son said "Oh" and said, "Asura worms are so small, they can't even lift the ghost pot, so they should still be in the hole in the stone wall."

"Uncle, this hole is so narrow that no one can get in." Xuanjizi said helplessly.

"Yeah, this is really tricky." The old monk Wuyu also felt worried.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps on the Tiansheng Bridge, and someone shouted loudly: "Nothing is allowed! We are from the Xingwen County Public Security Bureau."

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