Dark Matter Museum - Chapter 272

“How could this happen? It’s impossible, absolutely impossible!” Bai Hui panicked and a breath of death came. She felt that the next second, she would be torn apart by the zombies raised by her own flesh and blood.

Damn, what did the man do to his baby! Damn it! Damn it!

Bai Hui was choked out of breath. As soon as her eyes turned over, she fell soft to the ground and fainted.

A flash of light flashed through and the cave was calm again. At the foot of the temple wall, yenuo and Mu Wan were far away from Bai Hui, and the three zombies she raised were still spinning in place and had never attacked her at all.

Yenuo held a mirage in his hand, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept emitting.

Fortunately, it is not difficult to drive the mirage. Yenuo spent a lot of dark energy to input the mirage and urge the illusion, so that Baihui fell into his own illusion.

The three zombies were driven by Bai Hui who was in chaos and turned around in situ. And the attack she mistakenly thought she was being attacked was just that she pinched her neck and fainted herself alive.

Yenuo gasped. After all, mirage is the dark energy crystal of snake filth. With his current strength, it can only be used a little.

Mu Wan looked at them all and exclaimed, “this mirage is terrible. The white flower caught her way at once. Arnold, you’ll be invincible in the future. Anyone who can’t fight will be allowed to enter the illusion. ”

“There is no such a simple thing. Although Bai Hui is terrible, she is essentially just an ordinary psychopath. She is not proficient in decontamination and has little insight. It’s hard to say what the outcome will be if we change a real cleaner. ” Yenuo shook his head. He drove the mirage to form an illusion full of holes.

I’ll fool the white flowers I haven’t seen in the world.

“Seal the three zombies first.” Yenuo takes advantage of Bai Hui’s coma and flashes to three zombies.

The canine teeth of the three zombies flashed cold and sharp light. They had opened their eyes, but they were well trained. Even yenuo was close to her, but without Bai Hui’s order, she didn’t move and forced her instinct to eat raw blood and meat. Just kept spitting out white corpse gas at yenuo.

Yenuo bit his fingertips. Without Rune paper, he drew three corpse fixing runes on the forehead of the zombie with blood.

Three female corpses, immediately stopped all activities.

“Tie it up.” Yenuo knew that his strength was not enough to hold three zombies that were about to turn into black hair. He used a variety of soft mud to turn into fine steel ropes to bind the hands and feet of zombies.

By the way, Bai Hui was tied up.

Yenuo leaned over and carefully observed the thirteen orders of the Yangtze River on the three bodies. As like as two peas on the token, he got the same pattern on the token. There is a wailing, painful, bleeding woman. The golden token is cold to the bone. Touching it makes people feel cold at the bottom of their heart.

However, the token doesn’t seem to have magical power. But why did Bai Hui’s mysterious forces throw these 13 tokens into the Yangtze River?

These tokens were originally used to lock the lute bone of King Jinsha. In other words, is it related to King Jinsha?

What about Longmen? Why is there a Longmen waterfall in both the mirage and Baihui’s story? What is the connection between Longmen waterfall on the Yangtze River and King Jinsha?

Yenuo was confused. Riddles, more and more.

Call Mu Wan. They work together to knock down the thirteen orders of the Yangtze River on the ankles of the three female corpses. Yenuo thinks about it a few times and finally gives up taking it with him.

A token weighs nearly ten kilograms. Yenuo still carries the one he got before, even now. The total weight of the four is 40 kg, which is beyond the portable range.

His eyes turned. He found a secret place near the root of the temple wall and hid four thirteen shillings of the Yangtze River.

Bai Hui is still in a coma. Yenuo asks Mu wan to stare at her, and then walks towards the gate of the temple.

He wanted to see that since it took so much manpower and material resources to build the temple, the ancients were not stupid and would never put an empty temple here. Maybe the temple still offers the personal belongings of King Jinsha, even the remains.

All along, yenuo has been very curious about the existence of King Jinsha. After all, the legends about the god man are contradictory in many places. Thousands of years ago, would there really be a person hundreds of meters tall? This is totally inconsistent with modern physics.

Yenuo walked all the way along the wall of the temple. After a while, he suddenly stopped. The figure flashed and hid behind a stone.

He held his breath and even pinched a hidden breath to integrate himself with his surroundings.

Because when he saw the gate of the temple, more than ten people came. These people wear the unique witch robes of the Yangtze River Basin. The black witch robes are all made of fish skin and tree hemp.

Yenuo didn’t move. He didn’t dare to move.

These witches are agile and their worst strength is C5. The person in charge has a strength of about quasi-a. Three fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention yenuo can’t beat any of them. The sorcery of witches is very different from that of decontamination. It’s easy to get to the road.

He wondered, where did these witches come from?

More than a dozen witches chanted spells in front of the temple, and then carried sacrifices, including several bound girls who were eighteen.

The girls struggled and screamed in horror.

One of the witches came forward and took out a machete to cut the girls’ necks. The girls’ voices suddenly stopped and their eyes widened. Their life completely stagnated at a flower like age.

The witch pulled off the girl’s head and mentioned the two statues at the gate of the temple. There was another murmuring spell.

Yenuo couldn’t understand a word of the mantra that those people said. The tone was vague, like something stuck to his tongue. But it did not prevent him from remembering all the tones and tones of the spell with his amazing memory.

Just then, there was a deafening noise. The heavy gate of the temple, which was more than ten meters high, opened slowly and automatically.

The door opened a gap, but even the gap can let normal people through.

More than a dozen witches walked forward, as if a group of ants had entered the human building.

Yenuo waited for a while, but he didn’t notice anyone watching around, nor did he notice anything strange again. He shrugged and was about to get up and sneak in with the group.

Suddenly, a hand reached out and covered his mouth.

Yenuo stared and his heart beat wildly. He was preparing to attack. A voice came quickly: “don’t move, it’s me.”

The voice is Liu shisan’s.

“Don’t move. Those people are Changjiang Beiwu. They are ruthless and thoughtful. They will never let the door open without doing anything. They must have a backhand. If you follow up, you will be found. ” Liu shisan said.