As a fallen master of the Republic of China, there is a Taoist priest named Ninth Uncle

Chapter 282: Seven Kills Monument!!

Gu Zhou was still thinking about what method to use to go down, He Xinzhi waved his hand, took out a large push of paper lake wings, flew behind them, automatically fanned, and he could still control it freely.

Of course, this wing is not just paper paste, it is covered with runes.

The first talisman seal, one of the four truths of He Xinzhi Maoshan, was not blown out.

So Maoshan and the group flew down with the wings of paper paste, looking at a large number of people.

MD.

We worked hard to climb down, and when you opened the door to see the feathers of the clan, it could fly?

The bottom of the cliff is full of fog, the cliff wall is wet, the gravel and soil do not stop falling, sending out a burst of echoes, and there are many slippery moss on the stone wall, vines and roses, as long as there is a carelessness, lose your footing and slip down, or the bamboo ladder is not firmly hung, you will fall into the deep valley and die.

For climbers, this is a double stress of mental and physical strength.

It took more than ten or twenty minutes to climb down, and Gu Zhou and the others descended to the bottom of the cliff in less than half a minute, and as soon as they landed, they made a rattling sound.

This is the sound of feet stepping on the tiles, and everyone who comes down steps on the roof of an underground palace, and countless caves have been broken on the roof of the underground palace house 270.

The bottom of the cliff was very dark, like night, the light was unknown, and many people had already lit torches.

Fortunately, it was not a problem for Gu Zhou, looking around, he saw that the roof area was very wide, which showed that this underground palace was very large.

Not far in front of Gu Zhou was a man with hanging eyes with a gloomy expression, and behind him was a beautiful woman with a wonderful figure and snow-white skin and an expressionless face.

But what is abrupt is his neck, arms shoulder-length has reached the base of his thighs, and there is a ring of stitches.

A childlike fact.

The woman’s head and limbs were sewn up.

Her head, limbs, most likely from different people.

The identity of this hanging man is self-evident.

Connector!

Wired masters have been there since ancient times, their main job is to keep the body of the deceased a high degree of integrity, after all, there are thousands of reasons for death, there are always some because of some circumstances that lead to the separation of the body, and in the traditional cognition, the body of the deceased should pay attention to a whole, so that after reaching the netherworld, it can live normally.

Therefore, this profession still has a lot of demand, in the eyes of the ancients, this profession is not an ordinary person can be competent, after all, the dead are far less natural than the living people seem, and the strange shape is very childlike.

According to legend, some highly skilled wirers not only connect the body together, but also the soul.

The hanging-eyed man noticed that someone was looking at him, his eyes suddenly turned, just staring at Gu Zhou, stunned, his throat unconsciously agitated, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, pointed to the beautiful woman beside him, stammered and explained: “She… She…… She…… Me me I… I didn’t… Not…… Didn’t kill innocents…”

Gu Zhou couldn’t cry or laugh, is he so vicious, looking at you scares you that you can’t finish speaking?

Seeing that he couldn’t explain it in the slightest, the hanging-eyed man was in a cold sweat, and his back was soaked, but the more anxious he was to explain, the more he stammered.

“The words are complete!”

Gu Zhou frowned and said coldly.

Frightened, the hanging-eyed man’s body trembled, his fists clenched, loosened, clenched, released, and took a few deep breaths: “The corpses I found in the mass grave were connected, not the people I killed.” ”

“Okay, okay, let’s go, I’m like a man-eating tiger.”

Gu Zhou waved his hand.

The hanging-eyed man was amnestied, turned around and left, running for his life, and slandered in his heart: One move burst the famous nine-baby giant man, you are not a man-eating tiger, who is a man-eating tiger? Although I know that I have not done evil, I really don’t look like a good person, in case I am misunderstood by you, let me go to Huangquan Road to cry.

Bang!

The hanging-eyed man panicked and actually fell into a cave.

He Xinzhi said with a smile: “Sure enough, the best way for newcomers to become famous is to kill their predecessors, and your current prestige is only afraid that it is not weaker than the fierce name of the Nine Infant Giant Man.” ”

Next, the people of Maoshan chose a cave long, and now it was determined that there was no danger above before entering the underground palace.

The underground palace was scattered with streak tiles and covered with dust, indicating that the treasure roof of the underground palace had collapsed a long time ago.

“There’s a stone monument here.”

Electricity came out loud, said, waved his hand, swept away the dust on the stone tablet.

The stone tablet is one foot high, and a poem is engraved on it.

Its title is Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill!

All things are born to nourish people, and the world still complains about the unkindness of the sky, and does not know that the emperor beetle is all over the world, and the king and the courtiers are exhausted.

Suddenly there are madmen sharpening their knives at night, and the emperor star shakes the sky?

From now on, killing people requires hard work.

……

The mountain head represents the heavenly tree of this monument, and those who go against the sky stand and kneel and die!

Gu Zhou looked at the complete text and said, “Zhang Nanzhong’s Seven Kills Inscription.” ”

I don’t know who imprinted this inscription, especially the seven kills of the title, majestic and domineering.

Gu Zhou actually felt a spirit of lawlessness from these seven killing words, ignoring everything in the world, ignoring all Dao, all laws, all reason, and all restraints.

“The ancestors are not enough to be afraid, and the way of heaven is not enough to fear.”

Gu Zhou muttered.

“Gu Zhou, what’s wrong with you…”

Yu Yu stretched out his hand to pat Gu Zhou, Ji Chunhua looked over with a stern look and made a lip shape: He has some understanding, don’t disturb him!

Rain nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the wind and rain, thunder and lightning and other disciples automatically spread out, protecting Gu Zhou in it, making sure that no one could fight Youta.

There are other people passing by here, and they also want to come and take a look at the stone monument, and when they see them waiting in strict formation, they look like whoever dares to come over will cut off your dog’s head, and they can only stop.

Boom!

Gu Zhou suddenly pulled out the seedling knife, the blade pointed at him, and his eyes swam in a line on the blade.

I can’t think of it, the so-called behavior of the nine-infant giant man to do whatever he wants, compared to the pursuit of great freedom, great escape, fearlessness, so-called, and doing nothing is simply clumsy and unable to look directly.

Clang!

Gu Zhou’s blade suddenly turned, holding the knife in both hands, closing his eyes, and slowly chopping down.

Ji Chunhua, Shi Jian, He Xinzhi and the others all jumped in their hearts, only feeling a sword intent that dared to ask Cangtian for authority and grandeur rolled in, and in an instant, an impulse arose in their hearts to rush to Jiuxiao with Gu Zhou to ask Cangtian why it was unfair.

Fortunately, Gu Zhou suddenly retracted the knife, and the knife intent disappeared, which allowed them to get rid of this impulse.

“Terrifying knife intent.”

Ji Chunhua let out a long breath…