Chapter 277 Xiezhi (2)

The peak has arrived.

Amidst the tumultuous sea of ​​clouds, the White Pagoda stood tall. Because there are no trees, flowers and plants, it is a little less quiet and a little more majestic.

Looking down, there are dangerous cliffs on all sides, and a solitary tower is pulled up, just in time for the sunrise, which makes people tremble.

Mingjing stopped in front of the White Pagoda, and the hairpin stared for a while, and asked, "What is this?"

In front of the White Pagoda, there is a stone sculpture standing impressively.

The statue looked like a goat, but it only had one horn, and its body was more than double the size of an ordinary goat. It stood in front of the White Pagoda, looking down at everyone condescendingly, with its head lowered slightly, as if to touch the incoming person with its horns.

The eyes of the goat are inlaid with black stones, and for some reason, the hairpin star felt a little uncomfortable the first time he saw the statue of the goat. It was obviously a statue and a beast, but she always felt that the eyes of the goat revealed some humanity, as if they were looking at her coldly and carefully.

The statue is located at the entrance of the White Tower, blocking the entire tower door. Nie Xinghong of Yinfeng Sect shook his fan for a while, then looked at Mingjing in confusion: "Master, this statue is at the door, how do we get in? Are we going to break the statue? Or move it away?"

Mingjing said: "Xiezhi, a sheep with one horn, is guilty by nature." He looked at the White Pagoda and said softly: "This is the condition of the Buddhist Pagoda."

"Innocent people can enter the tower."

Hairpin star clenched the worry-free stick in his hand.

Xiezhi, a sheep with only one horn, is a legendary mythical beast, and a priest once used this sheep to judge cases. As long as you touch the prisoner with the horn of Xiezhi, you will know that the prisoner is guilty.

But in front of the Five Wheels Pagoda today, there is such a statue of Xiezhi, watching the crowd silently.

Mingjing said: "For hundreds of years, many monks have been here and want to enter this pagoda, but many people have been isolated by Xiezhi before entering this pagoda. Xiezhi will devour guilty people and innocent people, Only then can you pass through this gate." He said to the crowd, "That's why I said, even if you get here, you may not be able to enter this tower."

"What a joke." Someone in the Demon Slayer Army retorted: "Bald donkey, you said that guilty people can't enter the pagoda, and you said that this Xiezhi will devour guilty people. That evil head killed a lot of living people, saving The sins he committed can go to the eighteenth hell. Why can he enter? Could it be that a person with blood on his hands is innocent?"

This is also where the hairpin star is confused, she looks at Mingjing, waiting for Mingjing's answer.

Mingjing shook his head: "I don't know how he got in. But Xiezhi won't lie."

"Of course Xiezhi can't lie, it's you bald donkey who lied!" The man sneered and walked out of the Demon Slayer Army struttingly. He was originally a disciple of Chihuamen. He walked to the statue, held the horn on Xiezhi's head in one hand, and activated his Yuan Li, as if to throw the statue of Xiezhi aside.

"High power!" A disciple called his name.

Gao Quan didn't answer, he suddenly said "Huh" with a strange look on his face.

Although his cultivation is not outstanding, he has a strange power. He can usually pull up thousands of pounds of stone pillars. The statue in front of him seems to be no more than a hundred pounds, but he did not shake it for a while, as if the statue was connected to the earth. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake it. Strange in his heart, he simply held the horns on the head of the statue with both hands, only to hear an exclamation in his ear: "Be careful, Gao Quan!"

He looked up and met a pair of bright eyes.

The statue's eyes opened.

Gao Quan moved in his heart and subconsciously wanted to let go, but found that his body suddenly couldn't move. The goat's black eyes narrowed slightly, pressed against his forehead, and looked at him grimly.

Looking at those eyes, it seemed that all the secrets in his heart were hidden, and a biting chill appeared on Gao Quan's back. He said, "Save me! Save me!"

He wanted to call it this way, but unfortunately he only opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say anything.

On the side, someone in the Demon Slayer Army asked, "What is he doing? Why is he holding that statue in a daze?"

In the eyes of everyone, Gao Quan was just holding the corner of the statue with both hands, as if trying to lift the statue with all his strength, but he didn't respond for a long time.

"Can't you pull it up? It's fine if you can't pull it up, fellow cultivator Gao, we won't laugh at you, so what are we betting on?" A disciple of Yinfeng Sect said, "Hurry up and get out of the way, if you can't split the statue already."

Hairpin Xing saw that the man was motionless, and felt a little weird in his heart. When he lowered his head, he saw that Mimi was staring at the statue of Xiezhi, bowing slightly, and the hair all over his body exploded, and he felt more and more wrong.

"No." Gu Baiying looked at it, suddenly frowned, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed at the end of the Xiezhi statue.

"Boom" sound.

The silver spear flew back to his hand, but the person holding the statue fell from the stone statue and lay on his back.

"High power!" Someone in the Demon Slayer Army screamed.

Gao Quan lay down on the ground, his whole face still had a look of fear, and his eyes were wide open. At his throat, there was a hole the size of the mouth of a bowl, and blood was pouring out constantly, dyeing half of his clothes bright red.

"What's going on?" Everyone was horrified, and someone pointed at the stone carving and said, "Look!"

Xiezhi stood silently in the same place, as if it had been like this from the beginning to the present, but on its slightly lowered long horns, blood was dripping down drop by drop.

"What the hell is going on here?" In the Demon Slayer Army, a disciple's voice trembled and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Not only was the Demon Slayer Army afraid, but even the Demon Race people, who were used to seeing demons and ghosts, felt a chill in their hearts at this moment, and it was rare that they did not sneer.

But in the blink of an eye, Gao Quan died. Everyone didn't even see how he lost his life. From the beginning to now, he just touched the statue of Xiezhi and died so inexplicably.

And the stone sculpture didn't even move.

However, is it really not moving?

If it really didn't move, where did the blood on the horns of the stone carvings come from?

No matter how reckless Gao Quan was, he couldn't stab himself to death with a sheep's horn. Unless something happened when he moved the stone sculpture, but the people around didn't see it, or in other words, they couldn't see it at all.

Xiezhi still stood quietly at the entrance of the White Tower, the blood on the horns fell to the ground drop by drop, leaving a small pool of bright red. Those black eyes were still flat and cold, and everyone looked at them, but an inexplicable chill appeared in their hearts.

"He is a sinner, so he was punished by Xiezhi." Someone sighed, and the gray-robed monk's eyes fell on the dead monk, compassion flashed in his eyes, but his words were calm and cold: "You guys , is anyone else going to enter the tower?"

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