The Heartless Mage Chapter 52: I hit a wall

Wuxin and Chuchenzi are both physically strong people, but their fists are hard to beat with four hands, and a hero can't stand a pack of wolves. Besides, wolves still have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but the group of walking corpses outside are all guys who bump into the south wall and never look back. Unintentionally leaning against the iron gate, he felt that the thrust behind him was very strong, his feet were on the slate floor, and he couldn't help rubbing forward little by little.

Duchenzi is heavier and heavier than he is, but this time he has a slight advantage. Raising a hand into his arms, he gritted his teeth and said, "Wuxin, we can't sit still. I still have many spells to exorcise ghosts, and they will always have some effect."

Wuxin immediately turned to look at him: "How to use it?"

Wuchenzi took a deep breath, slammed her body back and pushed the iron door back to its original position: "Just stick it to the outside door!"

Inadvertently raised his eyebrows. Across the door is the murderous living dead, who has the ability to run out and stick a charm? I'm afraid that as soon as it shows up, it will be torn apart by the corpses and chewed alive!

But you can't do it without taking this risk. It's unequivocal for the walking dead to charge. There are already dead people everywhere, and they don't care if they are smashed to pieces on the iron gate. Nodding at Chuchenzi, Wuxin decided to divide the labor and cooperate with him, and make sure to do this.

After a few words of conversation, Chu Chenzi bit the tip of his tongue and licked a big mouth behind the paper charm with blood and spittle. Handing over the paper talisman to Wuxin, he also pulled out the Browning pistol he was hiding. Taking time out of his busy schedule to re-tie his ponytail, he held the gun in both hands and lifted his spirits.

Wuxin's body relaxed a little, allowing an iron door to slowly open a gap. As soon as he turned around and faced the crack of the iron gate, he saw that outside the door were all human figures in darkness. With the light from the oil lamps on both sides of the door, he saw a livid face straight up, with a nose and eyes and eyes. He looked quite human; unexpectedly, after finding that the crack in the door was not enough for his head to penetrate, this decent living dead man suddenly opened his mouth wide and bit the edge of the iron door with one bite. Wuxin didn't dare to delay, stretched out his left arm along the crack of the door, and stuck the paper talisman outside the iron door with a "snap" sound. The back of the hand immediately hurt, and it was the nails of the other corpses that scratched the flesh.

Wuxin hurriedly retracted his hand, while Chu Chenzi seized the opportunity to aim at the crack of the door, and shot the living dead who bit the iron door upside down. He pulled the trigger and fired a few more shots. Although he couldn't kill the corpse outside again, he used the momentum of the bullet to knock all the people who were actively entering the door. Inadvertently withdrew his hand and pushed the iron door, using all his strength to close the iron door again. Leaning on the iron gate and waiting for a while, he found that his side was really quiet, but the other iron gate that Chu Chenzi was standing against was in a bad situation, and it was banging loudly as the walking corpses outside collided. It was obvious that one paper talisman was not enough, so another one had to be added.

Chu Chenzi took out another piece of paper and licked it while the wound on the tip of his tongue was still fresh. The two repeated their old tricks, and Wuxin intentionally wiped away the faint blood oozing from the wound on the back of their hands, and then under the cover of Chuchenzi's double guns, they opened the door again and posted a paper amulet. Sure enough, this time he was not hurt again; the dust was not ambiguous, and the guns were not missed. Seeing that the corpse that was shot was swaying and was about to get up again, he and Wuxin worked together, shouted and pushed the iron door, closing the two doors completely.

The door gradually became quiet, but it wasn't just that there was no sound. The corpses were still moving, but no longer pounding the iron gate. Chu Chenzi breathed a sigh of relief, and inadvertently noticed it, and also let out a sigh.

"I don't know how long the two spells can withstand." Chu Chenzi tucked the pistol back on his body. There was no blood on his face, but his eyes were much brighter, as if after a battle, he was full of energy. .

Wuxin carried a dagger on his back and walked in a circle in the stone room: "Master, we walked all the way here and didn't see a fork in the road. Could it be that the Thousand Buddha Cave is a one-eyed cave, with entry and exit?"

Chuchenzi calmed down and understood what he meant: "Logically speaking, there should be another way out. Otherwise, the cave will become a dead end, and there will be corpses and ghosts trapped outside..."

Wuxin sniffed: "Master, the air in the cave has never been bad."

Chenzi nodded again and again: "Yes, just from this point of view, it can't really be a dead end."

Unintentionally took off the dagger and handed the scabbard to Chuchenzi. The two held the sword and scabbard respectively, and each lightly tapped the wall and the ground, trying to find the secret passage through the sound. The area of ​​the stone room was limited, and the two met in front of the Arhat bed a few minutes later, but they found nothing.

Wuxin squatted on the ground, stretched the dagger under Luohan's bed and knocked again, still the voice was dull. Looking up at the old Taoist on the bed, Wuxin sat down in frustration: "Master, you are not the same as your master."

Chenzi completely lost his mind and sat down with him: "Master and I do have... different interests."

Wuxin pointed at the iron gate: "Don't you want to practice some spells to summon the wind and call the rain?"

Chu Chenzi turned his head to the side, raised his hand and tore off the ribbon, let go of his long hair and shook it: "I'm good at drawing talismans."

Wuxin smiled and looked at him: "If you are interested in learning, I can introduce you to a good master. Your great uncle—"

Chen Zi immediately waved his hand impatiently: "Don't talk about it, use your life to cultivate magic, just thinking about it makes me feel sick!"

WuXin secretly hides his left hand behind his back, because the light wound on the back of the hand is healing: "The Taoist priest is really a compassionate person!"

Chu Chenzi raised his head confidently: "Of course! I have electric lights and a telephone now, I eat foreign food and take a foreign car, and my friends are either the president or the prime minister. The wardens are all friendly when they see me. With my current identity Status, no matter how you live, there is no shortage of beauty, why do you need to study any spells? In addition, I am hygienic, and I will vomit if I keep the corpse in the cave!"

Wuxin had long seen that Chenzi was too deeply involved in the world, and he didn't look like someone from Yue Qiluo's faction; now, after hearing his answer, he felt even more relieved. And Chu Chenzi brought the lantern on the ground to the front, took out the secret book that had been in his arms beforehand, and turned it page by page. At the end of the page, he raised his head, and slapped the secret book on his leg in a hurry: "How can this be understood in an hour or three?"

Wu Xin knew that she was living a comfortable life, and she must have cherished her life. Seeing that the tarpaulin bag that Chen Zi was carrying was lying on the ground, he reached out and dragged it over, took out the biscuits from it and ate it. While eating, he said, "Master, Master Ling committed suicide, right?"

Chen Zi believed that Master was dead decades ago, so even though he is in the same room with Master's body now, he is unmoved: "It should be. It is also to stimulate the gathering of souls so as not to dissipate."

Wuxin slowly chewed the biscuits and asked, "Where is the soul of the master now?"

Chenzi has been flustered since he entered the cave, and he was immediately asked by him: "This..."

Wuxin said: "Except the inside of the Soul Locking Array, the rest of the cave is very clean, and there are no scattered souls. It can be seen that the master's spell has not been completed, and his soul will probably be scattered after death."

Chuchenzi didn't say anything, thinking that Master was also unlucky.

Inadvertently swallowed the biscuits and patted the biscuits on his hands: "Master, get up, let's take a look around. Why isn't there even food in the room? Master Ling had already become an immortal at that time?"

When the voice fell, he suddenly realized that he was talking nonsense; and Chu Chenzi glanced at him, and the blood on his face faded again. Although there were no whole grains in the room, there were a large group of living people waiting to be slaughtered outside the room. It is easy for a master who is born from the dust to fill his stomach.

Chuchenzi has always been immortal, but he did not expect that from the great uncle to the master, one after another, he would embarrass himself. He stood up sullenly, he didn't dare to argue, he straightened his long hair and walked to the bookshelf. After flipping through the books on the shelf, I finally found a large, thin booklet, but when I opened it, there was a map.

Browsing the map, he suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "Wuxin, come and see, is this a secret path?"

Wuxin hurriedly got up and walked over. Chuchenzi bent down and spread the map on the ground, pointing a finger below: "There are little people drawn on both sides, probably the two Bodhisattvas at the entrance of the cave. Isn't that right?"

Wuxin nodded, then looked up along the hole. The map is drawn very briefly, but clearly. At the end, the picture marked the iron gate, and a square was drawn above the iron gate, which must be referring to this stone room. The stone room seemed to be the end of the Thousand Buddha Caves, but upon closer inspection, a small door was drawn with dotted lines on the wall facing the iron gate. The two looked up together and found that if the small door really existed, it must have opened behind the Arhat bed. The perimeter of the Arhat bed was tall, and it was close to the wall, which was ignored by them just now.

There was light in their hearts immediately, and they looked down at the map again, but they were immediately dumbfounded. Behind the small door shown by the original dotted line, although two lines were also drawn to indicate the passage, but the paper was limited, and the passage only extended to the edge of the map. After entering the small gate, it is life or death, but it has become an unsolved case!

Chenzi saw the Master's face, and resisted not scolding; so he moved his lips silently and cursed for him. The map is really hateful. Obviously, I didn't think about the layout at all before I started writing. At the end of the drawing, there is nowhere to draw, so forget it.

Wu Xin held a hope and asked Chen Zi: "Will there be another half of the map?"

Chu Chenzi pouted his mouth like a catfish: "I know the character of my teacher best, he always cared about his head and his tail, and he has no long-term, and he has done a lot of things halfway!"

Unintentionally looked back at the old Taoist on the bed of Luohan, thinking to know the teacher Mo Ruotu, and seeing what he did, it was indeed incongruous. Taking a breath at Chuchenzi, he turned and walked towards the Arhat bed: "Master, let's remove the bed and have a look! If there is a secret door, make plans!"

Duchen Zi immediately followed. As he walked, he raised his hand and touched the whole body, making sure that the paper talisman was there, the secret was there, and the pistol was there. Wuxin watched his actions, and immediately put the dagger in the sheath and carried it, and picked up the oilcloth pocket and the lantern and put it in the corner.

Although Chu Chenzi is full of complaints about Master, Master is Master after all, and he does not dare to be taken lightly. Wuxin knew his scruples, so he did it himself, first carefully picked up the old Taoist and put it on the ground, and then attacked with Chuchenzi from left and right, and moved the big Arhat bed with the strength of feeding.

Although the big Arhat bed is heavy, it is made of wood and will not be too heavy. Chuchenzi has been pampered all year round, but when it comes to the real thing, he can see that his usual maintenance is not useless. Wuxin's strength is slightly inferior, but fortunately, it can make cleverness, and the swaying does not hold back.

The two of them worked desperately to move the big Arhat bed, and the stone wall behind the bed was revealed. Sure enough, there was a small iron gate that was locked at a height of half a person. The small iron gate is square and square, and its size and shape are similar to a large chessboard. No matter how you look at it, it is not for people to walk. There was a small brass lock hanging on the door, the lock was an old lock, obviously not to be afraid of.

Wuxin walked to the door first, bent over, and reached out to touch the lock. After tentatively tugging it twice, he turned around and asked Chu Chenzi, "Master, can you unlock the lock?"

Chu Chenzi glared at him: "I'm not a snitch, how could I unlock the lock?" After he finished speaking, he took a toothpick from his pocket and leaned over to stab the keyhole. Wuxin saw it, so he instructed: "Daoist, you are busy first, and I will look everywhere to see if I can find the key!"

Then he really got up and looked around, and even opened the Taoist robe of the old Taoist, but he couldn't find even the hair of the key. Chuchenzi suddenly made an "Ouch" and turned around and told Wuxin with a face like a bitter gourd: "The toothpick is folded in the keyhole!"

Since the text is not good, I have to use force. Because he didn't know what was going on behind the door, Chu Chenzi first put a piece of paper on the crack of the door, and then made room for Wuxin. Unintentionally pulled out the dagger and began to try to cut the small lock. After slashing a few times, he got his head right, swung the short sword and slashed hard, only to hear the sound of "clang", sparks flew everywhere, and the small copper lock had fallen to the ground.

Wuxin did not open the door rashly. Closing his eyes and approaching the crack of the door, he waited for a long time and did not feel any abnormal air before inserting the tip of the sword into the crack of the door and lightly prying it out. The iron door opened immediately with a paper talisman, and the door shaft was slightly rusted, making a harsh creaking sound. Wuxin took the lead and looked inward, and Chuchenzi also caught up and followed him to peep.

The next second, the two turned their heads to look at each other, dumbfounded. It turned out that behind the small iron gate there was only a foot of space, and at the end of the space, there was another stone wall!