Chapter 59 Okay, this high-end game
Hearing someone calling him, Ye Ye opened his eyes in a half-asleep state.
He saw the boy's worried expression, his dry lips moved slightly, and he said hoarsely: "I'm not dead?"
"Master, please don't speak yet."
Hu Luwa picked him up and told Wei Jinyou over there, "Run into the house first. The purification barrier around the statue can hold you back for a while."
Wei Jinyou pursed his lips slightly and nodded at him.
I just don't want to expose my strength, so it's better to hide for now.
At this moment, the old monk picked up his scimitar and swung it at them, laughing and saying, "Still want to run?"
Seeing that the old monk was very fast and was about to catch up with them, Hu Luwa said anxiously to Ye Ye beside him: "Master, feel my right pocket!"
Ye Ye did as he was told and soon found a packet of poison powder. He then heard Hu Luwa urging him, "Quick, spread it out!"
So he held the poison bag tightly and threw it to the right rear without hesitation.
At the same time, Song Zhexia, who was following closely behind the two men, happened to see him sprinkling poison powder in his direction, and subconsciously hid behind the dog man.
Then, Wei Jinyou was covered in poison powder without any preparation. His handsome eyebrows were unconsciously frowned and his face turned pale.
Song Zhexia gritted his teeth and pinched his legs hard to hold back his laughter. He made a concerned sound in his throat, "Oh my God, Senior Brother Wei, are you okay?!"
[Mehahahaha luckily I hid quickly, disaster is always one step behind me!]
Wei Jinyou closed his eyes and did not respond.
Not far behind, the old monk's vision was blocked by the poisonous fog for a moment, and he was slashing around with a knife.
Song Zhexia and others took the opportunity to run into the Buddhist temple, lit the talisman paper, and raised a golden barrier next to the statue.
While everyone was still catching their breath, she looked at Wei Jinyou's somewhat ugly expression and approached curiously, "Brother Wei?"
Seeing that he was still silent, Song Zhexia stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his closed eyes, "What's wrong with your eyes?"
No way, no way, Wei Goubi is the most impressive protagonist, he won’t fail when encountering difficulties, right?
She stared at the man nervously, afraid that he would say, "Erkang, where are you? I can't see!"
Wei Jinyou: "I can't see it."
"..."
Okay, this is a high-end game.
"master!"
The blood python on the boy's sleeve could no longer hold back, and said, "Your eyes are injured, so let me deal with the man outside!"
"No need."
Wei Jinyou's tone was still indifferent, "Judging from that man's level of cultivation, he is not the leader."
"The real mastermind behind this is probably hiding not far away. If we go out now, we will be completely exposed."
"..."
The blood python lay down listlessly, its green bean-sized eyes flickering and its heart filled with resentment.
If the master had not lost one of his magic eyes in the past, how could he be in such a miserable state now!
Inside the house, a circle of bright candlelight rose in the golden barrier. Huluwa lit a message talisman and tapped it lightly with her fingertips. The talisman paper turned into the shape of a carrier pigeon and flew out of the window.
"don’t worry."
Huluwa said: "I have sent a distress signal to Elder Minglai, I'm sure everything will be fine."
Hearing this, Su Xunshan silently breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out that there are still normal people among the old guys in Qianqiu Pavilion.
He thought Hu Luwa looked very reliable, so he took the initiative to sit closer to him and try to get closer to him. "Brother, why do you always keep your head down and don't look at people when you talk?"
"I have a little social anxiety." Hu Luwa said honestly.
"Hey hey hey."
He rubbed his head shyly, "Except for the young master, I only like to deal with corpses."
As he spoke, Huluwa lowered his voice and asked excitedly and pervertedly, "Do you want to try it?"
Su Qushan: "..."
Mom, these guys are so scary!
Su Xunshan immediately jumped up from the ground and sat down next to Song Zhexia with a trembling body.
The latter looked over with some disdain, but was glared at by Su Xunshan instead.
He covered his body with his hands and said fiercely: "What are you looking at? I'm still wearing shorts!"
Song Zhexia's eyes turned red when he yelled at her, "Why are you so fierce..."
[Try to be more fierce?! Believe it or not, I will use my sword to break your butt!]
Wei Jinyou: “…”
He half-closed his right eye and looked at the room in front of him with his left eye, his brows furrowed.
This is a completely closed inner room. Apart from a door and a small hollow window, there is no other way to escape, and there is no dark room.
While he was still thinking, Ye Ye suddenly pointed forward and asked, "What is that?"
Everyone looked up.
In the center of the room, the kind-looking statue held a bright pearl emitting a dark light flat on its palm.
The place was quite high, and Ye Ye couldn't reach it even if he stood on tiptoe, so he simply drew the sword from his waist.
Unexpectedly, this gentle pull accidentally hit Su Xunshan's butt.
"My pants!" Su Xunshan immediately covered his crotch and screamed.
"Do you know how much it hurts a young boy like me to lose a pair of pants?!"
"Daoyou, don't get excited."
Ye Ye said embarrassedly: "I will compensate you with a new one."
Su Xunshan straightened his neck and said angrily: "New things are not as good as old ones. You don't know how deep my feelings for this pair of pants are!"
"Forget it, forget it."
Song Zhexia was annoyed by their quarreling, so she came out to smooth things over, saying, "Don't quarrel at this point, don't get yourself angry."
Hearing her gentle tone, Su Xunshan's expression improved a little, "The female cultivators in your sect are sensible and know how to comfort people."
"It doesn't count."
Song Zhexia: "I just don't feel any pain in my waist when I'm standing and talking."
Su Qushan: "..."
While they were still arguing, Wei Jinyou had already thrown the knife from his sleeve and cut off one of the statue's hands.
In an instant, a rumbling sound was heard in the center of the room, and everyone looked over with bated breath.
After a while, the edges of the statue began to peel off, first from the face and arms, and then the abdomen fell off like wallpaper, revealing a pair of deep bloodshot eyes.
After all the colors were removed, an extremely ferocious and evil golem appeared in their sight.
Seeing this, Wei Jinyou curled his lips slightly and sneered, "This is not a Buddhist temple at all."
He whispered, "This is the Demon Hall."
When the knife flew back into his hand, Wei Jinyou glanced at the pearl and made a slight sound.
He turned his head and saw Song Zhexia standing on tiptoe and looking at him curiously, so he casually handed it to her.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she reached out and touched it lightly, the pearl automatically turned into a beam of light and quickly flowed into her heart.
Feeling the scorching heat coming from his chest, Song Zhexia blinked his eyes and asked curiously, "Turtle, what is this?"
【Devil Spirit Pearl.】
Turtle: [This is made from demon blood, and it will make you less afraid of the high temperature of the demons.]
Song Zhexia:?
[What use is this thing to me? I won’t touch the body of a demon like a pervert.]
Might as well give her a chocolate bean.
Wei Jinyou glanced at her indifferently.
Haha, it’s hard to say.
The young man half lowered his eyebrows, and when he caught the light from his cuffs, he pursed his thin lips.
Just as he raised his eyes, a cracking sound rang in his ears.
"Brother Wei, be careful!"