Invincibility starts from pawn super power

Chapter 72
As soon as the words came out, the three people present were stunned.

Wu Mingshu also seemed to have remembered a certain ancient secret, and immediately put the engineer shovel in front of him on guard, moving his feet again and again, intending to exit the tomb first.

Guo Tiande, who was the first to see the opportunity, moved his feet faster, almost running backwards.

Instead, Nan Guosheng, who was standing near the tribute table, couldn't hold back the ecstasy in his heart, and fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.

Not only is it as simple as kneeling down, but he also prostrates on the ground like a phantom of a wild beast, his forehead is pressed tightly against the cold bluestone ground, and he is muttering words.

"Almighty Lord, Nan Guosheng, a descendant of the Wu clan, listens to your call quietly. No one has ever rebelled here."

The voice was filled with indescribable excitement and cautiousness.

The excitement comes from the fact that the long-cherished wish of several generations is about to be fulfilled, but the caution comes from the fear deep in the bones.

To say that the most obvious change among the four is You Wangxin who cannot control his body.

Do you really want to rebel?

Ever since this inexplicable sentence came out of his mouth, You Wangxin realized that his body was no longer under his control, as if he had been occupied by a mysterious soul.

Do not!
Nor does it occupy the physical body!
At least he still has a complete mind, and has never been stripped out or put into a coma.

It's a bit like two souls coexisting in a body, but the control is not on their side.

Shared vision, but powerless to control the body.

The phantom of Pixiu in the field of vision became more and more clear, as if turning into reality, but Nan Guosheng, who was crouching in front of the tribute table, was very eye-catching.

When he was at Jincan Villa, he had vague suspicions. After all, the other party was suspected of evading important matters in the description of the tomb.

At that time, You Wangxin's first judgment was that he deliberately concealed some small details at the behest of someone, perhaps because he was afraid of being discovered as a secret that was not humane.

Now it seems... far from it.

Is it just in time?Or premeditated?

No, none of this matters.

The key now is how to get out of the current predicament.

You Wangxin tried to move his body and limbs, but unfortunately he couldn't get any feedback.

Not quite.

At least, the thumb of the right hand curled up very slightly, not from the sight of the eyes, but just a mysterious induction.

There is a play!

As long as you try a few more times, you can touch the trigger finger.

The idea of ​​being "closed" ordered the right thumb to bend again, and even tried to curl up the other fingers.

Time passed by second by second, and before you knew it, fine beads of sweat appeared on You Wangxin's forehead.

Moved some more!
This time it was no longer a single thumb, and the index finger and middle finger also trembled slightly.

While You Wangxin continued to try, there was a new movement in the tomb.

Wu Mingshu and Guo Tiande retreated towards the tomb door one after another. When they were only one step away from the gap in the tomb door, another unexpected thing happened before their eyes.

Rumble!
The heavy stone tomb door was closing rapidly, as if several people were pushing hard at the same time.

However, there was no one in front of him!
Wu Mingshu had sharp eyes and quick hands. He stretched out his right arm and threw the engineer shovel forward.

boom!
Squeak!

The moment the heavy tomb door closed, the engineers were shoveled between them, and there were weird rolling sounds.

Wu Mingshu's engineering shovel is made of all steel, no matter how hard the tomb door is made of boulders, it is impossible to crush it in a short time.

If so, it is impossible to escape from the narrow gap.

Throwing the engineering shovel was not to open the tomb door, but to leave a channel for fresh air to flow in.

Wu Mingshu and Guo Tiande, who had been on guard against each other, couldn't help getting closer, and turned to look at the familiar face in front of the throne.

"Since the distinguished guest is here, how can he leave without saying hello?"

Still a rough man's voice echoed in the tomb, You Wangxin's lips parted continuously, and his expression became cold and indifferent.

The real You Wangxin was making small moves while trying to "shout out", trying to show his position.

"Not me, not me..."

Unfortunately, what came out of his mouth was another indifferent word.

"The one who kneels down is a descendant of Wu Nu?"

Descendants of Wu Nu?

Descendants of the Witch Race!

Two words with similar meanings, but very different.

Nan Guosheng, who was prostrate on the ground, didn't care about this difference at all, and kowtowed respectfully three times.

"Yes! In order to resurrect our Lord, the Nanguo family has lived here for nearly 2000 years, and finally found an opportunity three years ago.

My lord, are the offerings on the altar satisfactory? "

The words are exciting and have the meaning of asking for credit and flattery.

The altar he was referring to was the tribute table in front of him, or something else.

The "tribute" close at hand is within reach, and there is a faint bitter smell of mercury coming out of his nostrils, but he doesn't care, as if the man on the throne is the whole of his life.

"Deal with them, I will continue to pry the seal!"

The majestic man's words appeared again, and he didn't care about the slave's request for credit.

"Yes!"

Nan Guosheng moved his knees backwards until he moved a distance of nearly one meter before standing up.

As if they smelled danger, Wu Mingshu and Guo Tiande at the tomb door suddenly tensed up and stared nervously at Nan Guosheng, who turned around slowly.

"Your Excellency is the master of Paixiu? I don't know what is the purpose of letting us stay?"

Wu Mingshu took out a short crowbar from his satchel and placed it in front of his body, while boldly cupping his fists to "You Wangxin" in front of the throne.

The master of Pixiu, who was eager to break the seal and return to freedom, would not care about the noise of ants, and his eyelids slowly closed.

Guo Tiande, who was standing side by side with him, turned his mind on Nan Guosheng, and while holding the thin bamboo pole tightly in his hand, he discussed with him.

"Mr. Nan Guo, we are also in the same boat, don't you plan to give us an explanation?

Well, or to put it another way, give me a reason to die! "

He is very clear about the meaning of Master Pixiu's order, "solve" is definitely not a treat for the guests, but their lives.

Although I don't know what cards Nan Guosheng has, as long as the high-ranking figures don't bother to make a move, they have the ability to fight.

With two to one, the odds of winning are not small.

"reason?"

Nan Guosheng, who was in a good mood, turned around and glanced at "You Wangxin" who had his eyes closed and said nothing. He didn't see the impatience or anger appearing, so he chuckled.

The millennium plan will finally come to fruition!
This joy, if you can't express it freely, if there is no one to listen and share it, it will always feel like it is missing some sense of ritual.

"Since old brother Guo asked, it is better to obey than to be respectful, and let you know the wisdom of my lord."

Sure enough, slaves can't avoid their nature of being domineering and domineering, and they continue to curry favor with their masters while using their tongues.

It is well known that Pixiu can suppress evil spirits.

But 3000 years ago, the Lord Pixiu, who was hiding in the mountains and forests, suddenly changed his mind. His righteous body turned into an evil body, and he became murderous and greedy.

In order to collect the world's wealth for his own use, and to build a bloodthirsty Shura Palace, the Pixiu Lord ordered his subordinates to gather in a certain forest.

Once the Shura field is completed, the world will be in a catastrophe.

Fortunately, the ascetic surnamed Ma who was passing through the mountains at that time discovered the clues, and broke into the Shura field with his own Taoism.

The fight at that time could be described as landslides and ground cracks, and the sound shook the sky.

Even thousands of miles away, the sound of fierce fighting can be heard.

The battle lasted for three full days, and when daring practitioners came to help out one after another, they found nothing but a mess.

Rubble, broken trees and grass.

Everyone searched carefully for a long time, but they did not find the hole in the underground space, and the collapsed ground can be seen everywhere.

Since then, the master of Pixiu has completely disappeared.Those who disappeared with him were his subordinates and a repairer surnamed Ma.

Time can easily make the world forget everything, especially these anecdotes that are passed on by word of mouth and have no real evidence.

Up to now, those who can know some secrets are actually one of the few mysterious professions, because their inheritance has not been broken.

Of course, Nan Guosheng didn't have to say all of the above.

In his mouth, the master of Pixiu is the god who saves the world, and people surnamed Ma and others are collectively referred to as "god killers" who are ignorant of current affairs.

"Before my lord went into hibernation that year, he left a trail behind, which was passed on from generation to generation by loyal servants and witches, in order to bring our lord back to heaven.

Old man Guo, I would like to thank you two for your cooperation during this time. "

Nan Guosheng laughed wildly with complacency, and moved his feet forward again, pressing harder and harder.

The cat's-eye staff in his hand was shining brightly, especially the pair of blue cat's eyes, shining brightly in the dark tomb.

"Now that we know all the details, shall we come to have a discussion?" Nan Guosheng said.

Calm and relaxed, not worried about being outnumbered at all.

The more this is the case, the more afraid Guo Tiande and the other two are to act rashly.

Depressed, the atmosphere is extraordinarily dignified.

Seeing that the distance between him and Nan Guosheng had shrunk to four or five meters, Wu Mingshu suddenly took out a firecracker-like object, flashed it in front of Guo Tiande's eyes, and then suddenly squatted down and started tinkering.

"Lao Guo, help me buy some time!"

He who seldom speaks growled anxiously, but he was not asking for the opinion of the "temporary companion", but was very convinced that the other party would agree.

The things on display are nothing but fire detonators commonly used in mining.

How could Guo Tiande not understand his thoughts, and stood behind Wu Mingshu to stop Nan Guosheng.

The pearl of rice grains also shines brightly!
Nan Guosheng smiled wildly, and poked forward with the cat's eye staff in his hand.

On the solid bluestone ground, three clusters of bluish-white fluorescent smoke suddenly appeared, and they were still growing slowly.

In an instant, three strangely shaped beast-body monsters appeared between the two of them.

Tiger head, bear body, ape arms, wolf tail.

If you look closely, these three "four different" monsters are clearly splicing together ordinary beasts with secret methods, and then give full play to their respective advantages.

At this moment, the "four different images" stood upright like a human being, roared to the sky, and rushed towards the opponent driven by the master behind him.

The Witch Clan behaves strangely and fiercely, and indeed lives up to its name.

Faced with such a battle, Guo Tiande, as the opponent, had no fear at all, and shook his hands and threw out three yellow paper talismans to meet the attacking monster.

(End of this chapter)