Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 669: The background of Sanyin sect
Henshan was pitch black in the middle of the night, and it was already past three o'clock in the morning when I arrived at the advanced cemetery area.
"The cemetery is patrolled by security guards. It is not difficult to avoid them. The key is where to escape after entering the Sanyin sect?" , Two days later there will be another live broadcast of the show, I will definitely come out.
According to my original plan, I will take a rest in the Sanyin Sect first, and after I have dealt with everything, I will put on a human skin mask, use the knowledge I learned from the ancient method to change my appearance, and return to the world with a new identity. in the city.
As for whether to go back to Jiangcheng to monitor the monks of the Zongmen, or to go to Jinghai City to find another anchor, I haven't made up my mind yet. "It's not bad to go to Xinhu to find the double-faced Buddha. It's good to hide in the dark and investigate slowly. At critical moments, you can even stand up to help the sect monks, and use their power to get rid of the double-faced Buddha first." , it will happen, my idea is good, but it is actually implemented
Extremely difficult.
"The Zongmen monks will definitely turn Jiangcheng upside down in order to catch the murderer, and then the underworld show may also be exposed." I think so not because I am worried about the show, but because I am afraid that I will be implicated. The next time the live broadcast task is related to Zongmen monks, it will be miserable.
"Let's avoid the limelight for the time being." I have an anonymous bank card given by Director Huang, which contains 500,000 yuan.
I have opened a adult store for a few years and saved less than 50,000 yuan in total. I have already spent seven to eighty-eight dollars during the live broadcast. There is no money for the ride.
Money is not everything, but without money, many simple things will become very complicated.
"The need to charge the mobile phone is also a big problem." I looked at the winding mountains in front of me, racking my brains to think of ways to escape.
Wangshan ran a dead horse, and I didn't enter the cemetery until it was almost four o'clock in the morning.
It is extremely inconvenient to hold the black suitcase, so I have to slow down in order not to be noticed.
Late autumn nights are relatively long, this is the only good news for me.
It took a lot of effort to finally pass through the tomb area. When I approached the pine forest in the back mountain, my left hand trembled slightly, and faint characters emerged.
Looking down, I used my left hand to hold the chess piece in the ground veins and controlled the death gate of the ten-direction ghost refining formation. Now I am close to the formation, and my left hand echoes the formation.
The statue of the mountain **** represents the gate of life, and the black chess piece represents the gate of death. That day I pressed these two objects at the same time, leaving an inconspicuous mark on my left and right hands, which is the proof of controlling the formation.
The mountain at the back of the cemetery is shrouded in thick fog all the year round. The fog is naturally not ordinary water vapor, but the condensed air of Yin and death. If a mortal inhales too much, it will affect his luck and make him sick. Disasters, but this thing has no effect on ghost cultivators and ghosts.
I stimulated the eighteen yin orifices to absorb the yin energy at the same time, and called out all the ghosts. Looking at the three ghosts who were a little excited, I was suddenly stunned, and I missed a very important one. s things.
"Master Wang!"
I took out the white paper that sealed Master Wang, but it was still in the painting and hadn't come out yet. "It's broken, Master Wang has the Yang Talisman of the Qingcheng School on him, and the monks of the Zongmen may use it to look for it!" I took a deep breath and kept myself calm: "Xu Yan was able to track the Yang Talisman at the beginning with the help of the Yang Talisman." The special compass in its hand, at this time, the compass and Xu Yan himself should have been buried in the first
There is no compass under the Three Sick Buildings, so the Zongmen should not be able to track Master Wang. "
The new Zongmen cultivator didn't know about the Yangfu, but he was afraid that Xu Wugui and Leng Qingxuan would talk too much.
Looking at the master Wang sealed in the white paper, I hesitated. The best way at this time is to destroy the white paper together with the master Wang inside. This is the safest and most concise method.
If the Zongmen monks have a way to sense the Yang Talisman, they will find it sooner or later if they throw away the blank paper.
And once Master Wang falls into the hands of the monks of the sect, many of my secrets will be exposed.
The live broadcast of the real death game, the live broadcast of the death train, and if you count the live broadcast of the Jianghu Cancer Research Institute, the three live broadcasts of Master Wang and me are related.
The person who knows me well, either stay by my side, or I can only shut him up forever.
Looking at the blurred figure in the white paper, there was a tinge of scarlet in my eyes.
"If Master Wang is killed, then what is the difference between me and Lu Xing?" I shook my head. In fact, I have also found that my personality is slowly changing in a subtle way recently.
It may be due to the huge pressure from the external environment, or it may be due to the internal influence of the good and evil Shura mask. In short, there is a strange, fate-like force that wants to change me into another appearance.
"I won't become the kind of person I hate, I definitely won't." I put away the white paper, walked quickly through the pine forest, and stood at the highest point of the back mountain.
At this time, the distant sky had already shone with a gleam of light. I used my judgment eye to look down at the Sanyin sect in the valley through the thick fog.
The terrain here is also very particular, surrounded by mountains, only a gap in the north, where you can see the river flowing across. "I don't have a compass or a positioning system. I might get lost if I enter Hate Mountain. There are also strange things in the depths of Hate Mountain, such as the weird Suolong Village." It's not surprising that there are all kinds of miracles, it's just that I'm ready to enter
I entered the mountains.
"If you want to go to Xinhu, you can just walk along Henshan Mountain, but if you want to go to Jinghai City, you have to cross the river." I looked at the gap in the north of Sanyinzong and sighed. It is too difficult to cross the river.
Walking down from the top of the mountain, I entered the sect of Sanyin Sect for the second time.
"This place has finally become a veritable ghost sect." The main entrance of the Taoist temple has not been closed, and the various furnishings inside have not changed, roughly retaining the appearance when I left.
"No one has ever returned." The sect master of Guiying's sect was seriously injured and fled, while the contemporary Meng Po of Meng Po's sect is still receiving treatment in other places. The Sanyin sect has actually existed in name only.
Visiting every room in the Taoist temple, I can't see any traces of blood or fighting. When I left last time, I had already dealt with everything and threw all the corpses into the yin veins of Hate Mountain.
"This is the source of the Yin Vein of Hate Mountain, and it is also a very important part of Jiangcheng's Fengshui formation in terms of Fengshui." I have also learned a lot from many live broadcasts.
After getting acquainted with the environment here, I went straight to the main hall.
I left in a hurry last time, and I didn't take any good things from the main hall.
Sanyin sect does not respect Sanqing, but worships Sanyin. There are three shrines in the main hall, all of which are covered with thick cloth. "I was very curious when I came here for the first time, and now I finally have the opportunity to see what's inside." I opened the first shrine, and there was a clay sculpture of the Queen Mother in it, which looked like it was used everywhere. It is made of clay, but it is lifelike, enshrined in the shrine, with a peaceful look
.
"Why do you worship Empress Houtu?" Empress Houtu is the mother of the earth in Chinese mythology.
There is also an incense burner in front of the clay sculpture, with two unlit incense sticks inserted in it.
"Originally there should be three, but one was stolen by Snake Qian." This incense is called Requiem Incense, which can make the souls of living beings sleep peacefully. "The Empress Houtu is in charge of the mountains and rivers. I built this clay sculpture and offered it with incense. I'm afraid this has nothing to do with beliefs. It's just for the purpose of suppressing the earth." I bowed three times to the clay sculpture before taking off the incense. Actually, if it wasn't for the inexplicable sinking of the censer, I would have prepared it
Take it with you.
When you come to the second shrine, the shrine in the center is the most luxurious.
I lifted the black cloth, and there was a large space in the shrine, with three extinguished oil lamps.
I have seen similar oil lamps before. This kind of ever-burning lamp represents the luck of the sect. Taoist Xianqing lit a lamp like this when he was chasing the corpse of the fox fairy in Xinhu High School.
Death is like a lamp going out, if the lamp does not go out, the luck of the sect will be there. "She Qian borrowed fire from the oil lamp and lit the Requiem Incense, which made the oil lamp dim, paving the way for the destruction of the Sanyin Sect. Now that I have become the master of the Sanyin Sect, what will happen if I light it again? Can the luck of the Yin sect come back again? Or is the luck of the three Yin sects renewed?
Will it come to me? "
Take out the lighter and try it several times but it still doesn't light it up. I give up this idea with a wry smile and look into the depths of the shrine.
Behind the oil lamp are enshrined three strange things, a snakeskin shed from a giant python, a mummified baby with three eyes and a white soup bowl.
I wasn't surprised to see the first two items, but the white soup bowl caught my attention.
"It's so familiar... This bowl is the same as the one I got from the flight attendant during the live broadcast of the death train!" , Is this soup bowl the bowl of Meng Po’s soup? Is there really Meng Po in this world? Is there a underworld?”
The things enshrined in the shrine symbolize the teachings of the sect, and the shrine is absolutely not allowed to be approached by disciples on weekdays.
"The treasure I'm looking for may be hidden here." I removed the enshrined things on it, tapped, and soon found a secret compartment.
Putting the wooden board away, I reached out and took out a palm-sized jade tablet.
"Fu Ling?" If I hadn't seen Daoist Xu Yan using Fu Ling at the Jianghu Cancer Research Hospital, I really wouldn't have recognized it.
"What Xu Yan used seems to be called the San Qi Talisman, which is one of Qingcheng's Zhenzong backgrounds."
It was cold in my hands, and I put the jade tablet in front of my eyes, only then did I see two extremely domineering ancient seal characters written on it. "Ten directions!"