Perhaps no one wants to, but the day of the contract still comes ignoring our will.Although the contract has been torn, the ghosts still did not rush in. They only slowly entered from the entrance of the village when the agreed time came.
The villagers are preparing for the so-called negotiations. They have been doing this for many years. They are familiar with each other and do not need an assistant. However, in the past, both parties have presented contracts. They can point to the words on the contracts and say with confidence that the time has not come, but this time they cannot use the same trick again.
On the long street where the contract was confirmed in previous years, there were villagers with fear and anxiety on one side, and on the other side were all kinds of ghosts, some were humans, and some were birds and beasts. The common areas were all incomplete, with obvious signs of rotting, revealing the flesh and blood inside, and even half of the body was rotten. There was resentment towards the living and the desire for flesh and blood in the eyes, staring straight at us.
It feels really disgusting. I really don’t know how those undead mages can bear it...
My mood was like a pig to be slaughtered. I can't get better. I don't know if Mao Yan'an next to me is still leisurely because he has already realized it, but A Xue, who is determined to become an excellent undead artist, leaned over with a pale face and worriedly.
The negotiation of the contract naturally failed. In this case, it would be strange to succeed.The group of ghosts roared angryly, clamored with vague words, asking us to return the treasures and gradually come forward.Among the large group of ghosts, I did not see the woman with half of the skeleton face a few days ago, but I vaguely saw the trainee priests and knights killed by the ghost group. Obviously, the ghosts who died nearby could not leave and were also absorbed into part of the ghost group. If we were not careful, this would be what we would end in a moment.
Wait a minute, stop, the treasure you want is here.Just as the group of ghosts gradually advanced and was about to launch a substantial attack, I stepped forward and shook off a bundle in my hand, and immediately sprinkled out more than ten pieces of gold, silver and jewelry.
Mao Yan'an was so tragic that it was extremely difficult to find something from him. This was why I ordered Violet to follow the old man Jin who was accomplice of him. Last night, I found that he secretly went to a dwarf kiln outside the village and dug it out. After he left, Violet dug the hole and brought the gold, silver and jewelry inside to me.
Buried underground for many years, these gold, silver and jewelry have lost their proper luster, but from the perspective of handicrafts and patterns, we can still know that they are of great value. Maybe there is any special significance to the person involved. It is not difficult to understand why the woman regards this as the most important treasure and still remembers it after her death.
Take these things back and stop harassing the place again.As I said loudly, the atmosphere in the group of ghosts also changed. First, a chill condensed, and then, a broken robe slowly floated out. The skeleton beauty appeared in the group of ghosts. Her cold eyes first glanced at me, and then turned to the treasures scattered on the ground to stay.
Take your baby and rest in peace. The man who killed you is also very uncomfortable. He said this over the years... with some malicious intentions. I knew that someone must have looked ugly behind me, but before I could finish, the figure of the skeleton beauty suddenly disappeared, and the group of ghosts let out an angry roar.
baby!baby!Return the baby to us!
I can't guess what the ghosts are dissatisfied with these treasures. I can't figure out where the problem lies. Facing a group of ghosts rushing over, I can only choose to turn around and run away, but some people are one step faster than me, and... there are still many people.
Leading by Mao Yan'an, the villagers of Wugu Village, who heard the group of ghosts scream again, immediately ran away, quickly and urgently, because the group of ghosts was concentrated here, the formation surrounding the village was vacant, so they really had a great chance to escape at this time, but they were unlucky that I and Axue were surrounded by me and Axue.
Master, we...
A Xue!Run with me.
We have always been familiar with escaping. With violets leading the way and using fire and lightning to force the ghosts to open up, A Xue and I rushed out of the siege.
You, are you still holding her at this time?Where is her father and grandfather?
I don’t know, it was too messy just now, I… we can’t leave her alone.
I was too lazy to talk nonsense with A Xue, I just led her and ran wildly, praying in my heart that the little devil must not cry at this time, otherwise A Xue would be distracted, and the three of us would definitely not die.
There were too many groups of ghosts. Although Violet protected us to break out, he was still forced into the village by the ghosts ring to escape. In desperation, I asked Violet to lead us to the dwarf kiln.
It is better to have a broken building to block the enemy than to defend against the enemy in the open space. Besides, maybe something has not been dug out by Violet, or maybe it is the real treasure that the ghost group is looking for.
A Xue, use all the practice you have learned in the past few days, and you can stop it as long as you can.
After throwing the group of ghosts for a distance and rushing into the dwarf's abandoned kiln, I asked A Xuezhang to set up a small barrier to block the scattered ghosts that were chasing and buy time.
The rotten evil wind, listen to the wishes and release the barriers of darkness.After several days of special training, A Xue's spell was finished, a black wall was immediately opened to block the ghost group.
The rushing force was blocked, and the screaming sound of the group of ghosts was hard to stop, but A Xue's cultivation was obviously quite limited. The dark barrier quickly appeared under the collision of the group of ghosts, and it was a matter of time before the collapse.
Violet rushed forward and entered the dwarf's abandoned kiln with only a few empty walls left. He immediately dug up and dug out a few more gold jewelry from the pit, all of which were rings, earrings, etc.
(As sure I dug it out before, but... are these things? This time I will be finished by pressing the wrong treasure.)
Hesitating, the outside became chaotic again. From another direction covered by Axue, the villagers of Wugu Village rushed in, and behind them were like hanging rice dumplings, leading a long group of ghosts.
oops!Nephew, you are still here, there are so many ghosts outside, we can't rush out...
Can't rush out?Then you just die outside, why rush back?Didn't you see that you could hardly hold on here?
The uncle and a group of villagers rushed back at this time. The group of ghosts on both sides gathered together, and the pressure increased greatly. A Xue Zhangshi's dark wall was about to collapse, and the group of ghosts was approaching her. The closest one was only a few feet away.
Violet roared and dug something out of the hole. It was a female bone wrapped in broken silk threads. It seemed that it was the burial place of the skeleton woman.
That's what...hello!The treasure was found, and the woman of that name was buried here...
This sentence worked, but it seemed not the kind I wanted. When the bones saw the light of day, the group of ghosts seemed to be inspired by some kind of motivation, and the offensive became ten times more intense, just like the group of ghosts that day breaking through the light wall of the priests. The sound of a crisp crack, a dry hand like a bone, pierced the dark wall that was already unsupported.
Master!division……
The group of ghosts overwhelmed like thousands of horses galloping, submerging Axue in the attack of hundreds of ghosts.
A Xue!I was shocked, but I didn't expect that even this bet was wrong. The bones were not the treasure that ghosts were looking for.
A Xue was buried in the group of ghosts. In a moment of life and death, I couldn't expect a miracle to appear. I caught a glimpse of the uncle's figure in the corner of my eyes and immediately pulled him over, asking him to take the initiative to go out and admit it.
What nonsense are you talking about? It’s so dangerous outside, do you want me to go out?And I have never done anything, what do I recognize?
Mao Yan'an still admitted his responsibilities, hid among the villagers, and ran away from my outskirts, but I didn't have time to accompany him to pester him anymore, ran a few steps outside, and shouted: Hello!I don't know what treasure, but the murderer you are looking for is here!
In the consciousness of the ghost, in addition to the desire for the flesh and blood of the living, it is also the attachment to revenge.The effect of this sentence was no less than the moment when the bones were dug out, the group of ghosts stopped and looked at this side at the same time. The skeleton woman appeared in the group of ghosts.
The plan worked, and I shouted anxiously: Have you forgotten?Under the tree, the man who suffocated you with a handkerchief is here now, have you heard it?Don't take your anger on others. If you want to take revenge, you should look for that man...
The long-lost memories that have been lost seem to reappear in my yell.As the impression gradually became clear, her appearance began to change. Starting from the gray hand bones, half of her body with a skeleton-like appearance quickly grew flesh and blood, returning to her previous appearance.
The ghost group did not move. I heard A Xue's vague shouting. It was obvious that she was still safe and had no chance to miss it. If you want to break into this dead end, you can only take advantage of this opportunity.I turned my head and looked for the object that I was about to betray. I saw Mao Yan'an hiding behind a group of villagers and shaking his hand at me.
It’s obvious, but now it’s not the time to get in love. I reached out to my finger and said aloud: The man who killed you...is him!
The wind was so gloomy that the ghosts roared and sent it out with my accusation.Following the direction I pointed, a man was exposed for his crime, his legs became weak and he fell to the ground.
Right, sorry... Everything is my fault... I, I didn't think about killing you at that time, I don't know why it turned out like this... The crimes of many years have been exposed, and the man who was heartbroken was kneeling on the ground, crying with tears and losing his voice, and the situation was sad.
This situation is completely different from what I expected, because I originally estimated that with the uncle's shamelessness, it was unlikely that he would plead guilty so easily. The most miscalculated point was that the sinner who knelt down and admitted his mistake was not Mao Yan'an, but Old Man Jin standing in front of him.
Seeing Old Man Jin kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, and kowtowing, this strange situation made me stunned.
(How, why is this happening...)
The content of Old Man Jin's crying and repentance was exactly the same as what the uncle said before.His wrinkled old forehead hit the ground hard, begging for mercy to his dead wife, saying regretful words such as Wuxin's mistaken killing. The excited expression could not be faked, and it was confirmed that he was the real murderer.
If my accusations just now made the ghosts' memories begin to be traced back, then Old Man Jin's confession is to fill in all the lost memory links, and all the ghosts seem to wake up from the violent state, stop and separate the way.
Master!Axue ran over and rushed into my arms.I hugged her and stepped aside, comforted her quietly, looking at my body full of dust and small blood marks. It was only a slight difference between life and death just now. If I were one step later...
After Axue, the skeleton beauty came over as if she was fluttering... Now there was no skeleton part on her body. She was completely a beautiful woman with slightly messy hair and fluttering skirt. She was holding her feet in front of the man who was once her husband. Listening to his crying, her eyes were confused and deeply hatred flashed.
Please forgive me!I haven't been able to feel at ease all these years. At that time, I really didn't want to kill you, I just wanted to make you faint, but... But how did I know? I just walked away. When I came back, you were already...
A typical murderer confesses, just like many kidnappers who just want the victim to stop calling for help but accidentally suffocate people, have no new accidents.And amid his confession, the woman spoke.
Baby... Baby... Baby... Baby... Return it, give it back to me, give it to me... Because I haven't spoken for too long, the words at the beginning were hoarse and ugly, like two bones rubbing interlaced and rubbed. It was not until later that they were connected together, making people understand what she meant.
It's Ah, the murderer has been found, so what priceless treasure did he snatch away?This is something I really want to know.
Baby, baby... Your baby is already... Old Man Jin said in a trembling voice, hesitating before he could make a rough statement. The crowd suddenly started to stir up, and one person came out in front of him, and knelt next to Old Man Jin, looking at the woman, and then cried bitterly.
You...you are my mother?Dad never told me... When I first met my biological mother, Jin Hanliang's reaction was normal, but what he said next made us lose sight of each other and was once again shocked by the incredible stuffed by Wugu Village.
Me, I don’t know it was you... That day, you and my father were in the woods, and I thought you were the old creditor... My father and I finally settled down, and I also had a woman I liked. I don’t want to escape from debts anymore, so after my father left, I found that you were still angry, just... Mother, please forgive me!
This is a horrifying confession, although it is not explained very clearly, it is already understood enough.When Old Man Jin used a handkerchief to make people faint, she actually just fainted and did not die. However, after following Old Man Jin, who saw this scene, had evil thoughts and strangled the person. When Old Man Jin came back and saw the corpse, she thought she had done something wrong and didn't expect that her son was involved.
After being killed by his biological son, the wronged soul died and did not disperse. A ray of resentment touched the surrounding mountains and rivers and moved in groups, which finally led to the tragedy in Wugu Village for many years.
how so?How could this happen?
A Xue should have understood it, but she was obviously unwilling to believe it. It was even more difficult to understand why human nature is so ugly?Such a tragic case happened?
This should be a major blow to everyone, especially for Jin Hanliang.He was not the kind of cruel and violent madman. That murder was also the only time in his life. He hoped to exchange for a stable life in the future. However, he did not expect to make a big mistake and killed his biological mother whom he had never met. He also planted the misfortune in the future and was blocked in the village of Wugu, and even his wife was killed in the group of ghosts.
Seeing him kneeling on the ground, struggling to climb forward, trying to hold his mother's legs and cry, even I could feel that deep regret, Axue buried her head low and didn't dare to look at it.
Those villagers of Wugu who were originally blurred and had a confused look seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and gradually became more and more energetic in their eyes. Looking at this scene, they sighed or shed tears, as if they recalled the past years.
The same is true for hundreds of ghosts around the masses.When the resentment subsides and wakes up from the originally affected state, many ghosts begin to slowly retreat, and some even disappear on the spot.
There was only the uncle. He stepped aside at some point, leaning against a tree with his back diagonally, watching all this leisurely.I don't know what's funny about these things, but I can't find any other way to describe the expression that appears on his face except for sneering.No matter what, the crisis has been lifted, and I think I already understand what the treasure hidden in Wugu Village is.
Mom, forgive me, everything is bad for me... I... I am really worse than a pig or dog... Jin Han Liangmao cried bitterly with his chest and feet. Compared with his father who kept kowtowing hard to confess, it was another manifestation of regret, and what he said was completely listened to.
There was no uneasy or painful expression of the dead. There was once a skeleton face halfway, but now there was only a gentle and peaceful smile on his face, soothing his son's regret in an almost sacred tone of forgiveness.
Mother's love is sometimes a great thing that makes no sense. It is followed from thousands of miles away just to regain the son who was taken away by her husband. Although he was tragically killed, the dead still remembered it. However, such deep resentment disappeared immediately after seeing his son.
Child, mom doesn’t blame you, you… are mom’s baby.
Her fair palm gently stroked her son's hair, conveying her mother's love, and her gentle movements seemed to be emitting a holy light. At that moment, Axue stopped sobs and could see clearly. Even the violet at our feet stared at this scene and stopped moving.
Love can offset resentment, and it is no wonder that people often shout all day long: The earth will never end, but love will never end.Under such fluctuations, the surrounding ghosts either left or disappeared. When the last ghost faded away, the woman's body gradually became transparent.
Baby, take good care of yourself.After saying this, the woman smiled peacefully, and her whole body turned into a gentle white light, slowly fading in the fog that was pouring in.
mother!Mom, where are you going?Don't leave us alone, the child still has a lot to say... Jin Hanliang shouted in a hurry, but he couldn't keep anything.People die like a lamp extinguishing. Things that have passed away cannot stay in the present world for many times. This is the rule that will not change.
When the fog faded a little, I saw Jin Hanliang and his father standing in dismay, and were about to go up and say a few words to their father and son, but he didn't know that he helped his father and walked back to the village as if he hadn't seen me.
Hello, Brother Jin...
Jin Hanliang ignored me, not just him, including the villagers of Wugu. They were once angry and became confused, like a group of living dead people, slowly walking back to the village.From behind, the swaying pace is somewhat similar to the group of controlled ghosts...
Thinking of this, a thought flashed through my mind. I looked around in surprise and suddenly found that although the group of ghosts had dispersed, there was no sign of the thick fog surrounding the entire Wugu Village.The resentment has dissipated, why is the thick fog still there?Could it be...
My thoughts were confirmed when the villagers were about to walk back to the village. When Jin Hanliang and Old Man Jin were about to enter the village, a figure walked out of the fog next to them, joined them, and walked into the village together.
I recognize that person, A Xue screamed out even more about the familiar back... It was Jin Hanliang's wife, the woman who had already broken into pieces in the ghost group, but now it seems that nothing has happened. She just returned to the village with her husband and father-in-law.
Why is this happening?Master?
I already know the answer to Axue’s question.Turning around quickly, I stared at Mao Yan'an. He was still leaning against the tree trunk with a lazy expression, as if he had seen everything, but he seemed to ignore it. When he saw my gaze, he shrugged and smiled.
Just like you see, this festival has ended. According to past experience, the fog will dissipate for another hour and we can leave.
...There was no more than half of the living people left in this Wugu Village from the beginning, right?
All right, this is a dead town, including Old Man Jin, Jin Hanliang, and all the villagers you see are all dead. This is a good show. The actors on both sides are dead, but one side doesn't know it.Mao Yan'an smiled relaxedly at my question and shook his hand and said: The Undead Festival in Wugu Village is staged once every time. This time we meet the same situation. How about it?Is it better than ordinary opera stories?Very present, right?
How could it be?After receiving a major impact, Axue opened her eyes wide and said: Where is Mrs. Jin?Could she be...
It's nothing, she's also a dead soul.
That...their little baby...
Babies will die too. Of course, there are also babies' undeads. There are smaller infant spirits in the world. This size is nothing at all. You are a woman who is about to become a great wizard, so don't make such a fuss.
Mao Yan'an said it lightly, his expression was relaxed, and he almost didn't hum a song. However, with Axue's personality, these words were the cruelest facts for her. I saw her trembling body and trying hard to adjust her breathing. After a while, she looked at me with a helpless expression that was about to cry and asked me why this happened.
I pushed the embarrassing task back to the uncle, and what he said from him was not much different from what I expected.
In fact, the incident in Wugu Village has happened for at least a hundred years. Just the second year after the murder, a large number of resentful souls attacked Wugu Village. That night, Wugu Village was slaughtered, with no male, female, young and half a living person.
Then...why...
When a person dies, he becomes a ghost, and ghosts will be reincarnated. This is the routine, but not everything will be done as usual.Sometimes, when a person dies, he will be unwilling to be reborn for certain reasons, and after a long time, he may even forget that he is a dead person; or, he is bound by some external forces and locked in a place, and can never leave, repeating the nightmare at the moment of death.
Wugu Village is such an example. Mao Yan'an said that because the soul is bound, it cannot be separated from this cursed upper ground. So every once in a while, when thick fog covers the mountainous areas, the ghosts will regain the ruins and re-sing the horror scene of being slaughtered in the village that day.
Every time the Dead Sacrifice occurs, if there are outsiders, they will also involve them. After the killing, there are new ghosts bound here. There are not a hundred or dozens of followers who have been buried here for treasure hunting for over a hundred years. However, many years ago, I have also been here and come with my friends...
That was when Mao Yan'an was still playing rock music in Nanman. He and his friends from two band members went to Wugu Village together and witnessed the ghost attack and slaughtering the village. But that time, the three of them completed the task that no tracers had achieved in the past. Not only did they see through the commotion, both sides were undead, but they also found out the real murderer of the murder case a hundred years ago, and the first time they successfully solved the case.
At that time, we thought that the undead in Wugu Village had been completely liberated, but the matter was not over...
I don’t know if one side was too guilty or the other side was too resentful, so the undead did not dissipate. Even when the monks in the God of Light recited scriptures, the undead refused to be tragic and were imprisoned in the soul cage in a daze, and the same sad and tragic repetition was repeated every once in a while.
The memory of the undead is one-sided. Because we have solved this case, Old Man Jin remembers me, but he doesn't remember that he is dead. I occasionally come to Wugu Village to see if they have left, but they are still here and have not changed...
In this case, you should say Ah earlier.Thinking of the reason why I misjudged the situation, I said angrily: I didn’t tell you in advance, why did you say that day? This is someone else’s story, and my expression was so strange, I thought...
Haha, I was right Ah, this is indeed the story of my friend, it is just a nephew who wishes to be the murderer. Look, the stereotype is indeed dangerous.
Uncle, please answer me a question.I don’t quite understand. Didn’t that skeleton woman already... already let go?Why...
Well, when we successfully solved the case, we thought the matter was over.Mao Yan'an nodded and said: But the underworld is more rigorous than we imagined. Not every ghost can be relieved after relieving the regrets in his heart. Sometimes, the resentment at the beginning is too deep, and even with forgiveness and love, it is still not enough to break through the spiral of death accumulated by countless resentments.
Endless death and endless tragedy are repeated in the thick fog, forming an endless spiral of death. This is the law of the undead world. I have heard of it in the past, but in fact, the indescribable cruel and heavy feeling still makes my chest feel uncomfortable.
It's very real to see it for the first time?But after watching too much, I don’t feel it anymore.Mao Yan'an shrugged and took out three pickaxes of the long-prepared ones from the tree, threw them to us, and started digging. Now you know that this village is a place where ghosts gather, and the extremely yin place. Every time the undead sacrifice is slaughtered here. As a result of the accumulation of time, some good things may suddenly appear underground, so don't miss it.As a good trace chaser, you must find something that can be excavated anytime and anywhere.
The uncle did what he said and had already started digging the ground with a pickaxe.This is what I have to admire, because I met the Dead Sacrifice for the first time. Although I was still calm, I couldn't take it calmly. My body and hands and feet were a little stiff and my movements were slow.
Uncle, Master... Can't we, what can't we do?A Xue put down the pickaxe in her hand and asked anxiously: Is there no way to let them rest in peace and not to repeat it like this?They... are obviously dead, and they have admitted their mistakes on one hand and forgiven on the other hand. Why can't they rest in peace and rise to heaven and be trapped here like this?
In Axue's eyes, there was extremely eager expectation and desire, but I couldn't respond, because in my knowledge, the dead can be destroyed and summoned and driven, but there is no way to interrupt the spiral of the soul prison like this.
Impossible.Didn’t I say that?Not to mention you, even the monks in Cihang Jing Palace could not pass on these resentful spirits by chanting mantras and chanting scriptures by themselves. They could only make a contract for both parties. When the undead sacrifice comes, they would exchange the contract and not have to go to the slaughter village.Mao Yan'an shook his head and sighed: Girl, there are so many inequality and unreasonable things in the world. Although it is unreasonable, it exists there. People cannot change it, so they can only learn to accept it.You are just a weak black magician, something that even the high-level monks of the God of Light cannot do. Why do you think you can do it?Look a little better and help the uncle dig something.
The very realistic words made people unable to refute them. A Xue was silent and digging with us with a pickaxe.
The atmosphere was very strange, and my mood was also very chaotic. It was not until soon after Mao Yan'an called out, and we worked together to dig a few crystal clear blue crystals of varying sizes here that I found that Axue and Violet disappeared at some point.
Uncle, have you seen it...
As soon as the question was spoken, I suddenly felt a fluctuation, a fluctuation of some kind of magic power flowing, coming from the village. Who was chanting the mantra and casting spells there?
The answer was too obvious. When my uncle and I looked over there, blue and purple fluorescent lights slowly rose from the ground, shaking and floating in the fog. Anyone with the knowledge of black magic could see that those were concrete souls that had lost their original form.
One, two...the blue-purple fireflies are like sparks appearing at night, more and more. In the end, hundreds of ghosts gather together to shine, purple-green fantasy, indescribable, and the monstrous ghost spirit is even more indescribable in a strange beauty.
We don’t know why the ghosts rose up, but we saw a light and beautiful figure, followed by a leopard, walking slowly in the thick fog.
What do she want to do, that stupid woman?
I couldn't guess it for a moment, and I saw A Xue raise her arms, as if she was chanting something in her mouth. Then, the purple and green soul lights floating around seemed to be guided, and they moved towards her and circled around the small circles drawn by her fingers.
This is……
A Xue's fingers pointed, plucked, picked, and raised each different movement, which was in line with the changes of the spell. This was a very clever casting method, which showed that she had indeed practiced diligently in secret these days.And when those flashing soul lights touched her white and tender fingers, it was like the first snow of the harsh sun, immediately collapsed and dispersed without any existence.
The fireflies and ghost fire dissipated in the vast mist. Ah Xue whirled and danced lightly, drawing various graceful postures between her fingers. From a distance, it was indeed a pleasing scene, but when we realized what she was doing, we were shocked.
She is... sucking these ghosts?
For those who rely on controlling ghosts to make a living, catching and sucking ghosts is commonplace.But Yin Ling is a vicious object that does not belong to the present world. It will cause great damage to the body when approaching for a long time. Therefore, generally speaking, the Necromancer Department restricts Yin Ling to magic weapons, such as the Ten Thousand Soul Banners and Ten Thousand Spirit Blood Beads.
However, from a practical perspective, it is most advantageous to directly use the body as a container to absorb the Yin spirit in the body, send and receive the Yin spirit from the heart, and act like lightning. Therefore, some high-level necromancers directly absorb the Yin spirit in the body, and the number varies depending on the level of cultivation.
So that's it, there is also this method... As long as you forcefully collect the ghost, the spiral of death will be interrupted and the Dead Sacrifice will not be staged.Mao Yan'an touched his chin and smiled: But if you want to suck, you should suck some of the higher quality. This level of ghosts has poor combat power. Isn't it a waste to suck it?
What are you talking nonsense?Why don't you stop her?
I was so anxious that I was running forward. With the common sense of black magic, what A Xue did now was no big deal, but a junior little magician could only carry single-digit ghosts at most, and what she was trying to absorb was a hundred times the amount of normal value. She could lose control at any time and die by the ghost spirit.
What's in a hurry?It would have exploded long ago. It hasn’t exploded yet, so let it develop. Which necromancer does not touch the ghost?I was running out quickly, and was pulled by Mao Yan'an. My strength was unusually large, which forced me to stop.
Uncle, you...
Look at Xue Yatou. Most of the ghosts have been sucked by her, and she can't tell the pain in her expression.
Indeed, looking from here, A Xue's expression was very peaceful, and she could not see any painful appearance of magical conflict in her body. The faint smile on her lips and the light posture when she danced with a slender waist were as beautiful as if she was shining with a kind of holy light. Although what actually lingers around her was just a layer of black air generated when running black magic, it still made people feel a rare... compassion.
It is hard to imagine that a necromancer who practices evil black magic will do things that even the monks in Cihang Jing Temple cannot accomplish, giving people such kindness and feeling.Not only will no one believe it if she says it, but she will treat it as a joke to Tianhe Xueqiong herself.
Weirdly, why can she suck so much at once, beginners shouldn't... While worried, I also have some doubts. Will Tianhe Xueqiong's power gradually awaken?Otherwise, why can Axue...
Of course there are reasons we don’t know, so why bother to care so much?The result is the most important, but Xue Yatou may have gained benefits from the Big Sun Mirror...
You, what did you say?In addition to being shocked, I grabbed Mao Yan'an's collar with one hand.
I am congratulating you Ah, silly boy, absorbing ghosts is like taking drugs. As long as you have happened once, you can't stop in the future. Haven't you been forcing others to practice black magic in the past?Now that I finally took the first step steadily, isn’t this gratifying?
The perfect smile on the uncle's face could almost be written into a semicircular arc, but when you see it, it makes people feel chilling.
I glanced at the corner of my eyes that A Xue had already sucked her ghost all over the corner. I suddenly felt that compared with the thick fog in Wugu Village, the thick fog that enveloped the man in front of me was thicker and deeper...
As Mao Yan'an said, after an hour, all the fog gradually cleared and the clear skylight was revealed. We packed our bags and took the crystal stones dug out from the ground of the dwarf's waste cave and were said to be very valuable. We prepared to leave Wugu Village and continue to rush back to Alibuda.
I felt a little confused, but the whole thing ended like this. Looking at the almost disappeared fog, the things that happened here in the past few days made me feel very strange.
I didn't want to go into it, so I turned to look at A Xue. She was playing with Violet, and the smile on her face was no different from when we first entered the Southern Barbarians. But you can imagine that the experience over the past period must have accumulated a lot of things under her smile that she could only use a smile to hide for the time being.This thought made me feel a little heartbroken, but before the ripples spread, I suppressed this feeling and did not allow myself to think about it more.
Okay, nephew, let’s go. The fog has dissipated. If you don’t rush to travel, you will not have time to rush back to Alibuda.
It is true that there are new edicts waiting for me in Alibuda. Although I expect that it is just a leisurely and good fortune, the facts often deviate from my expectations.As soon as I pulled the reins, I rode my horse out first.
Let's go, Axue...and uncle, let's start rushing, there are other adventures waiting for us ahead.
That's right, let's conquer Pokémon together!
...Hey, uncle, what is Pokémon?
Oh, you don’t need to know. After you have been in the track-chaser for a long time, you will naturally know.
I'll listen to your discharge mouse being smelly!
The villagers are preparing for the so-called negotiations. They have been doing this for many years. They are familiar with each other and do not need an assistant. However, in the past, both parties have presented contracts. They can point to the words on the contracts and say with confidence that the time has not come, but this time they cannot use the same trick again.
On the long street where the contract was confirmed in previous years, there were villagers with fear and anxiety on one side, and on the other side were all kinds of ghosts, some were humans, and some were birds and beasts. The common areas were all incomplete, with obvious signs of rotting, revealing the flesh and blood inside, and even half of the body was rotten. There was resentment towards the living and the desire for flesh and blood in the eyes, staring straight at us.
It feels really disgusting. I really don’t know how those undead mages can bear it...
My mood was like a pig to be slaughtered. I can't get better. I don't know if Mao Yan'an next to me is still leisurely because he has already realized it, but A Xue, who is determined to become an excellent undead artist, leaned over with a pale face and worriedly.
The negotiation of the contract naturally failed. In this case, it would be strange to succeed.The group of ghosts roared angryly, clamored with vague words, asking us to return the treasures and gradually come forward.Among the large group of ghosts, I did not see the woman with half of the skeleton face a few days ago, but I vaguely saw the trainee priests and knights killed by the ghost group. Obviously, the ghosts who died nearby could not leave and were also absorbed into part of the ghost group. If we were not careful, this would be what we would end in a moment.
Wait a minute, stop, the treasure you want is here.Just as the group of ghosts gradually advanced and was about to launch a substantial attack, I stepped forward and shook off a bundle in my hand, and immediately sprinkled out more than ten pieces of gold, silver and jewelry.
Mao Yan'an was so tragic that it was extremely difficult to find something from him. This was why I ordered Violet to follow the old man Jin who was accomplice of him. Last night, I found that he secretly went to a dwarf kiln outside the village and dug it out. After he left, Violet dug the hole and brought the gold, silver and jewelry inside to me.
Buried underground for many years, these gold, silver and jewelry have lost their proper luster, but from the perspective of handicrafts and patterns, we can still know that they are of great value. Maybe there is any special significance to the person involved. It is not difficult to understand why the woman regards this as the most important treasure and still remembers it after her death.
Take these things back and stop harassing the place again.As I said loudly, the atmosphere in the group of ghosts also changed. First, a chill condensed, and then, a broken robe slowly floated out. The skeleton beauty appeared in the group of ghosts. Her cold eyes first glanced at me, and then turned to the treasures scattered on the ground to stay.
Take your baby and rest in peace. The man who killed you is also very uncomfortable. He said this over the years... with some malicious intentions. I knew that someone must have looked ugly behind me, but before I could finish, the figure of the skeleton beauty suddenly disappeared, and the group of ghosts let out an angry roar.
baby!baby!Return the baby to us!
I can't guess what the ghosts are dissatisfied with these treasures. I can't figure out where the problem lies. Facing a group of ghosts rushing over, I can only choose to turn around and run away, but some people are one step faster than me, and... there are still many people.
Leading by Mao Yan'an, the villagers of Wugu Village, who heard the group of ghosts scream again, immediately ran away, quickly and urgently, because the group of ghosts was concentrated here, the formation surrounding the village was vacant, so they really had a great chance to escape at this time, but they were unlucky that I and Axue were surrounded by me and Axue.
Master, we...
A Xue!Run with me.
We have always been familiar with escaping. With violets leading the way and using fire and lightning to force the ghosts to open up, A Xue and I rushed out of the siege.
You, are you still holding her at this time?Where is her father and grandfather?
I don’t know, it was too messy just now, I… we can’t leave her alone.
I was too lazy to talk nonsense with A Xue, I just led her and ran wildly, praying in my heart that the little devil must not cry at this time, otherwise A Xue would be distracted, and the three of us would definitely not die.
There were too many groups of ghosts. Although Violet protected us to break out, he was still forced into the village by the ghosts ring to escape. In desperation, I asked Violet to lead us to the dwarf kiln.
It is better to have a broken building to block the enemy than to defend against the enemy in the open space. Besides, maybe something has not been dug out by Violet, or maybe it is the real treasure that the ghost group is looking for.
A Xue, use all the practice you have learned in the past few days, and you can stop it as long as you can.
After throwing the group of ghosts for a distance and rushing into the dwarf's abandoned kiln, I asked A Xuezhang to set up a small barrier to block the scattered ghosts that were chasing and buy time.
The rotten evil wind, listen to the wishes and release the barriers of darkness.After several days of special training, A Xue's spell was finished, a black wall was immediately opened to block the ghost group.
The rushing force was blocked, and the screaming sound of the group of ghosts was hard to stop, but A Xue's cultivation was obviously quite limited. The dark barrier quickly appeared under the collision of the group of ghosts, and it was a matter of time before the collapse.
Violet rushed forward and entered the dwarf's abandoned kiln with only a few empty walls left. He immediately dug up and dug out a few more gold jewelry from the pit, all of which were rings, earrings, etc.
(As sure I dug it out before, but... are these things? This time I will be finished by pressing the wrong treasure.)
Hesitating, the outside became chaotic again. From another direction covered by Axue, the villagers of Wugu Village rushed in, and behind them were like hanging rice dumplings, leading a long group of ghosts.
oops!Nephew, you are still here, there are so many ghosts outside, we can't rush out...
Can't rush out?Then you just die outside, why rush back?Didn't you see that you could hardly hold on here?
The uncle and a group of villagers rushed back at this time. The group of ghosts on both sides gathered together, and the pressure increased greatly. A Xue Zhangshi's dark wall was about to collapse, and the group of ghosts was approaching her. The closest one was only a few feet away.
Violet roared and dug something out of the hole. It was a female bone wrapped in broken silk threads. It seemed that it was the burial place of the skeleton woman.
That's what...hello!The treasure was found, and the woman of that name was buried here...
This sentence worked, but it seemed not the kind I wanted. When the bones saw the light of day, the group of ghosts seemed to be inspired by some kind of motivation, and the offensive became ten times more intense, just like the group of ghosts that day breaking through the light wall of the priests. The sound of a crisp crack, a dry hand like a bone, pierced the dark wall that was already unsupported.
Master!division……
The group of ghosts overwhelmed like thousands of horses galloping, submerging Axue in the attack of hundreds of ghosts.
A Xue!I was shocked, but I didn't expect that even this bet was wrong. The bones were not the treasure that ghosts were looking for.
A Xue was buried in the group of ghosts. In a moment of life and death, I couldn't expect a miracle to appear. I caught a glimpse of the uncle's figure in the corner of my eyes and immediately pulled him over, asking him to take the initiative to go out and admit it.
What nonsense are you talking about? It’s so dangerous outside, do you want me to go out?And I have never done anything, what do I recognize?
Mao Yan'an still admitted his responsibilities, hid among the villagers, and ran away from my outskirts, but I didn't have time to accompany him to pester him anymore, ran a few steps outside, and shouted: Hello!I don't know what treasure, but the murderer you are looking for is here!
In the consciousness of the ghost, in addition to the desire for the flesh and blood of the living, it is also the attachment to revenge.The effect of this sentence was no less than the moment when the bones were dug out, the group of ghosts stopped and looked at this side at the same time. The skeleton woman appeared in the group of ghosts.
The plan worked, and I shouted anxiously: Have you forgotten?Under the tree, the man who suffocated you with a handkerchief is here now, have you heard it?Don't take your anger on others. If you want to take revenge, you should look for that man...
The long-lost memories that have been lost seem to reappear in my yell.As the impression gradually became clear, her appearance began to change. Starting from the gray hand bones, half of her body with a skeleton-like appearance quickly grew flesh and blood, returning to her previous appearance.
The ghost group did not move. I heard A Xue's vague shouting. It was obvious that she was still safe and had no chance to miss it. If you want to break into this dead end, you can only take advantage of this opportunity.I turned my head and looked for the object that I was about to betray. I saw Mao Yan'an hiding behind a group of villagers and shaking his hand at me.
It’s obvious, but now it’s not the time to get in love. I reached out to my finger and said aloud: The man who killed you...is him!
The wind was so gloomy that the ghosts roared and sent it out with my accusation.Following the direction I pointed, a man was exposed for his crime, his legs became weak and he fell to the ground.
Right, sorry... Everything is my fault... I, I didn't think about killing you at that time, I don't know why it turned out like this... The crimes of many years have been exposed, and the man who was heartbroken was kneeling on the ground, crying with tears and losing his voice, and the situation was sad.
This situation is completely different from what I expected, because I originally estimated that with the uncle's shamelessness, it was unlikely that he would plead guilty so easily. The most miscalculated point was that the sinner who knelt down and admitted his mistake was not Mao Yan'an, but Old Man Jin standing in front of him.
Seeing Old Man Jin kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, and kowtowing, this strange situation made me stunned.
(How, why is this happening...)
The content of Old Man Jin's crying and repentance was exactly the same as what the uncle said before.His wrinkled old forehead hit the ground hard, begging for mercy to his dead wife, saying regretful words such as Wuxin's mistaken killing. The excited expression could not be faked, and it was confirmed that he was the real murderer.
If my accusations just now made the ghosts' memories begin to be traced back, then Old Man Jin's confession is to fill in all the lost memory links, and all the ghosts seem to wake up from the violent state, stop and separate the way.
Master!Axue ran over and rushed into my arms.I hugged her and stepped aside, comforted her quietly, looking at my body full of dust and small blood marks. It was only a slight difference between life and death just now. If I were one step later...
After Axue, the skeleton beauty came over as if she was fluttering... Now there was no skeleton part on her body. She was completely a beautiful woman with slightly messy hair and fluttering skirt. She was holding her feet in front of the man who was once her husband. Listening to his crying, her eyes were confused and deeply hatred flashed.
Please forgive me!I haven't been able to feel at ease all these years. At that time, I really didn't want to kill you, I just wanted to make you faint, but... But how did I know? I just walked away. When I came back, you were already...
A typical murderer confesses, just like many kidnappers who just want the victim to stop calling for help but accidentally suffocate people, have no new accidents.And amid his confession, the woman spoke.
Baby... Baby... Baby... Baby... Return it, give it back to me, give it to me... Because I haven't spoken for too long, the words at the beginning were hoarse and ugly, like two bones rubbing interlaced and rubbed. It was not until later that they were connected together, making people understand what she meant.
It's Ah, the murderer has been found, so what priceless treasure did he snatch away?This is something I really want to know.
Baby, baby... Your baby is already... Old Man Jin said in a trembling voice, hesitating before he could make a rough statement. The crowd suddenly started to stir up, and one person came out in front of him, and knelt next to Old Man Jin, looking at the woman, and then cried bitterly.
You...you are my mother?Dad never told me... When I first met my biological mother, Jin Hanliang's reaction was normal, but what he said next made us lose sight of each other and was once again shocked by the incredible stuffed by Wugu Village.
Me, I don’t know it was you... That day, you and my father were in the woods, and I thought you were the old creditor... My father and I finally settled down, and I also had a woman I liked. I don’t want to escape from debts anymore, so after my father left, I found that you were still angry, just... Mother, please forgive me!
This is a horrifying confession, although it is not explained very clearly, it is already understood enough.When Old Man Jin used a handkerchief to make people faint, she actually just fainted and did not die. However, after following Old Man Jin, who saw this scene, had evil thoughts and strangled the person. When Old Man Jin came back and saw the corpse, she thought she had done something wrong and didn't expect that her son was involved.
After being killed by his biological son, the wronged soul died and did not disperse. A ray of resentment touched the surrounding mountains and rivers and moved in groups, which finally led to the tragedy in Wugu Village for many years.
how so?How could this happen?
A Xue should have understood it, but she was obviously unwilling to believe it. It was even more difficult to understand why human nature is so ugly?Such a tragic case happened?
This should be a major blow to everyone, especially for Jin Hanliang.He was not the kind of cruel and violent madman. That murder was also the only time in his life. He hoped to exchange for a stable life in the future. However, he did not expect to make a big mistake and killed his biological mother whom he had never met. He also planted the misfortune in the future and was blocked in the village of Wugu, and even his wife was killed in the group of ghosts.
Seeing him kneeling on the ground, struggling to climb forward, trying to hold his mother's legs and cry, even I could feel that deep regret, Axue buried her head low and didn't dare to look at it.
Those villagers of Wugu who were originally blurred and had a confused look seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and gradually became more and more energetic in their eyes. Looking at this scene, they sighed or shed tears, as if they recalled the past years.
The same is true for hundreds of ghosts around the masses.When the resentment subsides and wakes up from the originally affected state, many ghosts begin to slowly retreat, and some even disappear on the spot.
There was only the uncle. He stepped aside at some point, leaning against a tree with his back diagonally, watching all this leisurely.I don't know what's funny about these things, but I can't find any other way to describe the expression that appears on his face except for sneering.No matter what, the crisis has been lifted, and I think I already understand what the treasure hidden in Wugu Village is.
Mom, forgive me, everything is bad for me... I... I am really worse than a pig or dog... Jin Han Liangmao cried bitterly with his chest and feet. Compared with his father who kept kowtowing hard to confess, it was another manifestation of regret, and what he said was completely listened to.
There was no uneasy or painful expression of the dead. There was once a skeleton face halfway, but now there was only a gentle and peaceful smile on his face, soothing his son's regret in an almost sacred tone of forgiveness.
Mother's love is sometimes a great thing that makes no sense. It is followed from thousands of miles away just to regain the son who was taken away by her husband. Although he was tragically killed, the dead still remembered it. However, such deep resentment disappeared immediately after seeing his son.
Child, mom doesn’t blame you, you… are mom’s baby.
Her fair palm gently stroked her son's hair, conveying her mother's love, and her gentle movements seemed to be emitting a holy light. At that moment, Axue stopped sobs and could see clearly. Even the violet at our feet stared at this scene and stopped moving.
Love can offset resentment, and it is no wonder that people often shout all day long: The earth will never end, but love will never end.Under such fluctuations, the surrounding ghosts either left or disappeared. When the last ghost faded away, the woman's body gradually became transparent.
Baby, take good care of yourself.After saying this, the woman smiled peacefully, and her whole body turned into a gentle white light, slowly fading in the fog that was pouring in.
mother!Mom, where are you going?Don't leave us alone, the child still has a lot to say... Jin Hanliang shouted in a hurry, but he couldn't keep anything.People die like a lamp extinguishing. Things that have passed away cannot stay in the present world for many times. This is the rule that will not change.
When the fog faded a little, I saw Jin Hanliang and his father standing in dismay, and were about to go up and say a few words to their father and son, but he didn't know that he helped his father and walked back to the village as if he hadn't seen me.
Hello, Brother Jin...
Jin Hanliang ignored me, not just him, including the villagers of Wugu. They were once angry and became confused, like a group of living dead people, slowly walking back to the village.From behind, the swaying pace is somewhat similar to the group of controlled ghosts...
Thinking of this, a thought flashed through my mind. I looked around in surprise and suddenly found that although the group of ghosts had dispersed, there was no sign of the thick fog surrounding the entire Wugu Village.The resentment has dissipated, why is the thick fog still there?Could it be...
My thoughts were confirmed when the villagers were about to walk back to the village. When Jin Hanliang and Old Man Jin were about to enter the village, a figure walked out of the fog next to them, joined them, and walked into the village together.
I recognize that person, A Xue screamed out even more about the familiar back... It was Jin Hanliang's wife, the woman who had already broken into pieces in the ghost group, but now it seems that nothing has happened. She just returned to the village with her husband and father-in-law.
Why is this happening?Master?
I already know the answer to Axue’s question.Turning around quickly, I stared at Mao Yan'an. He was still leaning against the tree trunk with a lazy expression, as if he had seen everything, but he seemed to ignore it. When he saw my gaze, he shrugged and smiled.
Just like you see, this festival has ended. According to past experience, the fog will dissipate for another hour and we can leave.
...There was no more than half of the living people left in this Wugu Village from the beginning, right?
All right, this is a dead town, including Old Man Jin, Jin Hanliang, and all the villagers you see are all dead. This is a good show. The actors on both sides are dead, but one side doesn't know it.Mao Yan'an smiled relaxedly at my question and shook his hand and said: The Undead Festival in Wugu Village is staged once every time. This time we meet the same situation. How about it?Is it better than ordinary opera stories?Very present, right?
How could it be?After receiving a major impact, Axue opened her eyes wide and said: Where is Mrs. Jin?Could she be...
It's nothing, she's also a dead soul.
That...their little baby...
Babies will die too. Of course, there are also babies' undeads. There are smaller infant spirits in the world. This size is nothing at all. You are a woman who is about to become a great wizard, so don't make such a fuss.
Mao Yan'an said it lightly, his expression was relaxed, and he almost didn't hum a song. However, with Axue's personality, these words were the cruelest facts for her. I saw her trembling body and trying hard to adjust her breathing. After a while, she looked at me with a helpless expression that was about to cry and asked me why this happened.
I pushed the embarrassing task back to the uncle, and what he said from him was not much different from what I expected.
In fact, the incident in Wugu Village has happened for at least a hundred years. Just the second year after the murder, a large number of resentful souls attacked Wugu Village. That night, Wugu Village was slaughtered, with no male, female, young and half a living person.
Then...why...
When a person dies, he becomes a ghost, and ghosts will be reincarnated. This is the routine, but not everything will be done as usual.Sometimes, when a person dies, he will be unwilling to be reborn for certain reasons, and after a long time, he may even forget that he is a dead person; or, he is bound by some external forces and locked in a place, and can never leave, repeating the nightmare at the moment of death.
Wugu Village is such an example. Mao Yan'an said that because the soul is bound, it cannot be separated from this cursed upper ground. So every once in a while, when thick fog covers the mountainous areas, the ghosts will regain the ruins and re-sing the horror scene of being slaughtered in the village that day.
Every time the Dead Sacrifice occurs, if there are outsiders, they will also involve them. After the killing, there are new ghosts bound here. There are not a hundred or dozens of followers who have been buried here for treasure hunting for over a hundred years. However, many years ago, I have also been here and come with my friends...
That was when Mao Yan'an was still playing rock music in Nanman. He and his friends from two band members went to Wugu Village together and witnessed the ghost attack and slaughtering the village. But that time, the three of them completed the task that no tracers had achieved in the past. Not only did they see through the commotion, both sides were undead, but they also found out the real murderer of the murder case a hundred years ago, and the first time they successfully solved the case.
At that time, we thought that the undead in Wugu Village had been completely liberated, but the matter was not over...
I don’t know if one side was too guilty or the other side was too resentful, so the undead did not dissipate. Even when the monks in the God of Light recited scriptures, the undead refused to be tragic and were imprisoned in the soul cage in a daze, and the same sad and tragic repetition was repeated every once in a while.
The memory of the undead is one-sided. Because we have solved this case, Old Man Jin remembers me, but he doesn't remember that he is dead. I occasionally come to Wugu Village to see if they have left, but they are still here and have not changed...
In this case, you should say Ah earlier.Thinking of the reason why I misjudged the situation, I said angrily: I didn’t tell you in advance, why did you say that day? This is someone else’s story, and my expression was so strange, I thought...
Haha, I was right Ah, this is indeed the story of my friend, it is just a nephew who wishes to be the murderer. Look, the stereotype is indeed dangerous.
Uncle, please answer me a question.I don’t quite understand. Didn’t that skeleton woman already... already let go?Why...
Well, when we successfully solved the case, we thought the matter was over.Mao Yan'an nodded and said: But the underworld is more rigorous than we imagined. Not every ghost can be relieved after relieving the regrets in his heart. Sometimes, the resentment at the beginning is too deep, and even with forgiveness and love, it is still not enough to break through the spiral of death accumulated by countless resentments.
Endless death and endless tragedy are repeated in the thick fog, forming an endless spiral of death. This is the law of the undead world. I have heard of it in the past, but in fact, the indescribable cruel and heavy feeling still makes my chest feel uncomfortable.
It's very real to see it for the first time?But after watching too much, I don’t feel it anymore.Mao Yan'an shrugged and took out three pickaxes of the long-prepared ones from the tree, threw them to us, and started digging. Now you know that this village is a place where ghosts gather, and the extremely yin place. Every time the undead sacrifice is slaughtered here. As a result of the accumulation of time, some good things may suddenly appear underground, so don't miss it.As a good trace chaser, you must find something that can be excavated anytime and anywhere.
The uncle did what he said and had already started digging the ground with a pickaxe.This is what I have to admire, because I met the Dead Sacrifice for the first time. Although I was still calm, I couldn't take it calmly. My body and hands and feet were a little stiff and my movements were slow.
Uncle, Master... Can't we, what can't we do?A Xue put down the pickaxe in her hand and asked anxiously: Is there no way to let them rest in peace and not to repeat it like this?They... are obviously dead, and they have admitted their mistakes on one hand and forgiven on the other hand. Why can't they rest in peace and rise to heaven and be trapped here like this?
In Axue's eyes, there was extremely eager expectation and desire, but I couldn't respond, because in my knowledge, the dead can be destroyed and summoned and driven, but there is no way to interrupt the spiral of the soul prison like this.
Impossible.Didn’t I say that?Not to mention you, even the monks in Cihang Jing Palace could not pass on these resentful spirits by chanting mantras and chanting scriptures by themselves. They could only make a contract for both parties. When the undead sacrifice comes, they would exchange the contract and not have to go to the slaughter village.Mao Yan'an shook his head and sighed: Girl, there are so many inequality and unreasonable things in the world. Although it is unreasonable, it exists there. People cannot change it, so they can only learn to accept it.You are just a weak black magician, something that even the high-level monks of the God of Light cannot do. Why do you think you can do it?Look a little better and help the uncle dig something.
The very realistic words made people unable to refute them. A Xue was silent and digging with us with a pickaxe.
The atmosphere was very strange, and my mood was also very chaotic. It was not until soon after Mao Yan'an called out, and we worked together to dig a few crystal clear blue crystals of varying sizes here that I found that Axue and Violet disappeared at some point.
Uncle, have you seen it...
As soon as the question was spoken, I suddenly felt a fluctuation, a fluctuation of some kind of magic power flowing, coming from the village. Who was chanting the mantra and casting spells there?
The answer was too obvious. When my uncle and I looked over there, blue and purple fluorescent lights slowly rose from the ground, shaking and floating in the fog. Anyone with the knowledge of black magic could see that those were concrete souls that had lost their original form.
One, two...the blue-purple fireflies are like sparks appearing at night, more and more. In the end, hundreds of ghosts gather together to shine, purple-green fantasy, indescribable, and the monstrous ghost spirit is even more indescribable in a strange beauty.
We don’t know why the ghosts rose up, but we saw a light and beautiful figure, followed by a leopard, walking slowly in the thick fog.
What do she want to do, that stupid woman?
I couldn't guess it for a moment, and I saw A Xue raise her arms, as if she was chanting something in her mouth. Then, the purple and green soul lights floating around seemed to be guided, and they moved towards her and circled around the small circles drawn by her fingers.
This is……
A Xue's fingers pointed, plucked, picked, and raised each different movement, which was in line with the changes of the spell. This was a very clever casting method, which showed that she had indeed practiced diligently in secret these days.And when those flashing soul lights touched her white and tender fingers, it was like the first snow of the harsh sun, immediately collapsed and dispersed without any existence.
The fireflies and ghost fire dissipated in the vast mist. Ah Xue whirled and danced lightly, drawing various graceful postures between her fingers. From a distance, it was indeed a pleasing scene, but when we realized what she was doing, we were shocked.
She is... sucking these ghosts?
For those who rely on controlling ghosts to make a living, catching and sucking ghosts is commonplace.But Yin Ling is a vicious object that does not belong to the present world. It will cause great damage to the body when approaching for a long time. Therefore, generally speaking, the Necromancer Department restricts Yin Ling to magic weapons, such as the Ten Thousand Soul Banners and Ten Thousand Spirit Blood Beads.
However, from a practical perspective, it is most advantageous to directly use the body as a container to absorb the Yin spirit in the body, send and receive the Yin spirit from the heart, and act like lightning. Therefore, some high-level necromancers directly absorb the Yin spirit in the body, and the number varies depending on the level of cultivation.
So that's it, there is also this method... As long as you forcefully collect the ghost, the spiral of death will be interrupted and the Dead Sacrifice will not be staged.Mao Yan'an touched his chin and smiled: But if you want to suck, you should suck some of the higher quality. This level of ghosts has poor combat power. Isn't it a waste to suck it?
What are you talking nonsense?Why don't you stop her?
I was so anxious that I was running forward. With the common sense of black magic, what A Xue did now was no big deal, but a junior little magician could only carry single-digit ghosts at most, and what she was trying to absorb was a hundred times the amount of normal value. She could lose control at any time and die by the ghost spirit.
What's in a hurry?It would have exploded long ago. It hasn’t exploded yet, so let it develop. Which necromancer does not touch the ghost?I was running out quickly, and was pulled by Mao Yan'an. My strength was unusually large, which forced me to stop.
Uncle, you...
Look at Xue Yatou. Most of the ghosts have been sucked by her, and she can't tell the pain in her expression.
Indeed, looking from here, A Xue's expression was very peaceful, and she could not see any painful appearance of magical conflict in her body. The faint smile on her lips and the light posture when she danced with a slender waist were as beautiful as if she was shining with a kind of holy light. Although what actually lingers around her was just a layer of black air generated when running black magic, it still made people feel a rare... compassion.
It is hard to imagine that a necromancer who practices evil black magic will do things that even the monks in Cihang Jing Temple cannot accomplish, giving people such kindness and feeling.Not only will no one believe it if she says it, but she will treat it as a joke to Tianhe Xueqiong herself.
Weirdly, why can she suck so much at once, beginners shouldn't... While worried, I also have some doubts. Will Tianhe Xueqiong's power gradually awaken?Otherwise, why can Axue...
Of course there are reasons we don’t know, so why bother to care so much?The result is the most important, but Xue Yatou may have gained benefits from the Big Sun Mirror...
You, what did you say?In addition to being shocked, I grabbed Mao Yan'an's collar with one hand.
I am congratulating you Ah, silly boy, absorbing ghosts is like taking drugs. As long as you have happened once, you can't stop in the future. Haven't you been forcing others to practice black magic in the past?Now that I finally took the first step steadily, isn’t this gratifying?
The perfect smile on the uncle's face could almost be written into a semicircular arc, but when you see it, it makes people feel chilling.
I glanced at the corner of my eyes that A Xue had already sucked her ghost all over the corner. I suddenly felt that compared with the thick fog in Wugu Village, the thick fog that enveloped the man in front of me was thicker and deeper...
As Mao Yan'an said, after an hour, all the fog gradually cleared and the clear skylight was revealed. We packed our bags and took the crystal stones dug out from the ground of the dwarf's waste cave and were said to be very valuable. We prepared to leave Wugu Village and continue to rush back to Alibuda.
I felt a little confused, but the whole thing ended like this. Looking at the almost disappeared fog, the things that happened here in the past few days made me feel very strange.
I didn't want to go into it, so I turned to look at A Xue. She was playing with Violet, and the smile on her face was no different from when we first entered the Southern Barbarians. But you can imagine that the experience over the past period must have accumulated a lot of things under her smile that she could only use a smile to hide for the time being.This thought made me feel a little heartbroken, but before the ripples spread, I suppressed this feeling and did not allow myself to think about it more.
Okay, nephew, let’s go. The fog has dissipated. If you don’t rush to travel, you will not have time to rush back to Alibuda.
It is true that there are new edicts waiting for me in Alibuda. Although I expect that it is just a leisurely and good fortune, the facts often deviate from my expectations.As soon as I pulled the reins, I rode my horse out first.
Let's go, Axue...and uncle, let's start rushing, there are other adventures waiting for us ahead.
That's right, let's conquer Pokémon together!
...Hey, uncle, what is Pokémon?
Oh, you don’t need to know. After you have been in the track-chaser for a long time, you will naturally know.
I'll listen to your discharge mouse being smelly!
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