I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 81 Breaking the Formation
With the sacrifice of qi and blood, Li Qingyun suddenly saw a palm-sized black iron plate in the image projected by the huge eyeball above the temple. It was engraved with the eight trigrams and densely packed complex runes, lying quietly somewhere in the guest room.

Is this... the thing that controls the formation?

The formation can be broken as long as it is taken away or destroyed?

Li Qingyun opened his eyes and thought carefully. He felt that his idea should be correct. At least according to the revelation in the divination, the iron plate must be the most critical item. As long as he got it, even if he couldn't break the formation immediately, it would be convenient to ask an expert to figure out the key points of the formation and rescue the people trapped inside.

After thinking of the action plan, he divined the danger of the action and got the answer of "medium good luck", which means there is almost no danger and there may be some good unexpected gains.

After careful consideration, Li Qingyun left the toilet and returned to the No. 1 room on the third floor.

Facing the strange looks from Bai Yunrui and others, he said calmly, "As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed."
“We don’t know the status of the trapped people right now, and although the inside is all illusions of the first realm, it is very dangerous to bring ordinary people through the formation.

"I now have an idea to cut off the fire from under the cauldron, that is to directly break the formation..."

Immediately afterwards, Li Qingyun gave a brief account of the formation plate.

Anyway, these people were all laymen in formation, so he just found some excuses that made sense to him and decided on a plan to break the formation.

Li Qingyun and Bai Yunrui were still connected by a rope and entered the room one after the other. Li Qingyun was responsible for finding the formation plate, and Bai Yunrui was responsible for putting it away or destroying it directly when necessary, thus breaking the entire formation.

"It's that simple?"

Bai Yunrui asked with some confusion.

"Well, you don't understand the formation, so it's better to keep it simple. The easier the plan is to execute, the higher the tolerance for mistakes and accidents."

Li Qingyun explained very vaguely that this plan was of course simple, because with the vague information obtained by Li Qingyun's divination and his superficial knowledge level, he could only achieve this level.

The only trick he had was that he handed over the main task to the captain Bai Yunrui, who was at a higher level, while he himself avoided risks as much as possible.

Although Bai Yunrui was proud, he was also quite honest. He did not feel displeased by Li Qingyun's words and agreed immediately.

The two men tied the rope into two large loops in front and back, tied it around their bodies, opened the door, and stepped back into the thick fog.

Along the way, there were many malicious illusions that provoked and attacked them, but they were all easily resolved. Following the guidance of continuous divination, the two soon arrived at the center of the Eight Gates.

Li Qingyun took a step forward and was suddenly inspired. He reached out into the air and touched something cold and hard.

He knew in his heart that this was the formation disk, so he directed Bai Yunrui:

"General Bai, it's right there, take it here."

Bai Yunrui nodded, wrapped his right hand with the innate pure yang energy, and stretched out forcefully according to the position where Li Qingyun had just attacked.

When he pulled it back again, he saw a palm-sized iron plate in his hand.

At the same time, some kind of invisible seal and restraint disappeared instantly. Immediately afterwards, the thick fog quickly faded and disappeared, as if it were an ink painting.

The moment the fog dissipated, what came into their sight was a spacious and bright room with gorgeous interior furnishings, glittering jade screens, and finely carved rosewood furniture, which made the entire room look luxurious, elegant, and wealthy.

But all this beauty becomes particularly weird because of the presence of a strong stench.

It was the smell of a rotting corpse, stinging and nauseating.

Li Qingyun frowned, pinched his nose, and looked around.

In the corners of the room where there was no furniture, five or six people were lying in a mess, their bodies curled up together, motionless, and it was unclear whether they were dead or alive.

A little man with a dim golden glow leaned against the wall, lifeless and powerless. He was the spirit condensed by Han Tianjin. But the most eye-catching thing was the golden cushion placed on the wall facing the gate.

There was a man in a pure black robe sitting cross-legged on it, with his head lowered and his palms facing the sky. His thumbs, index fingers and ring fingers were facing each other, making a strange hand print.

At this time, his whole body was abnormally swollen, causing his wide robe to be bulging. The exposed skin was a terrible dark green color, and there were swollen pustules everywhere, which were shiny and greasy, like a toad's belly, as if it would explode with a slight poke, spewing out countless rotten and smelly pus from inside.

Parasitic white worms crawled in and out of his ear canals, greedily absorbing the rotten fluid and blood and flesh that flowed out, which was a creepy sight.

"This... this is the guest who booked the room!"

The people outside also saw the scene inside. The owner of Gaosheng Inn recognized the identity of the man in black robe from his figure and dress. He immediately shouted out in fear, his voice was shrill, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

pat...

At this moment, one of the black-robed man's eyeballs fell out of its socket, fell to the ground and rolled a few times, leaving a wet, dark-brown mark on the wooden floor.

Wow……

The shopkeeper could no longer bear it and bent over and vomited.

Li Qingyun also felt nauseous. Although he had witnessed all kinds of strange phenomena in this world, it did not mean that he could happily adapt to everything in front of him.

Bai Yunrui looked calm and said coldly:
"Save people first, then investigate."

As he said this, he took the lead to check on the unconscious injured.

Li Qingyun and Han Tianjin followed closely behind, enduring the intense stench and starting to rescue people.

Fang Shuan skillfully took out a small bottle from his arms, uncorked it, and placed it under the nose of the innkeeper.

The gas mixed with the smell of choking herbs and cooling essential oils emanated from it, making him feel a little more alert and temporarily stopping his vomiting, but his face remained pale.

"Boss, go call a few shop assistants, and find a doctor nearby."

Fang Shuan gave the instructions with great experience.

The shopkeeper calmed down a little, stood up again, nodded and said:
"Okay, okay, I'll go get someone right away..."

Not long after, the injured in the room had been examined. Among the six people lying there, only three were still breathing weakly, and the other three had a lot of corpse spots, which did not disappear after acupressure. They had been dead for at least three or four hours.

There were no obvious scars on their bodies, and no one knew which attack from the formation had injured them.

Li Qingyun sighed. He did not feel any joy for saving three lives. Instead, he felt particularly heavy-hearted.

In this crazy, weird and scary world, ordinary people are just like ants. They may be stepped on by an unknown force at any time and die suddenly for no apparent reason, without even knowing how they died.

As an official of Kaifeng Prefecture, he is the only hope for those poor people.

The heavy "Dragon Border Ticket" in his arms is not only a pass to travel around Bianliang City, but it could also be an invitation to the underworld at any time.

While he was in a daze, the innkeeper called a few strong men to carry the injured away for treatment.

Everyone's eyes were immediately focused on the dead old man in black robe...

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(End of this chapter)