Chapter 119
Dark clouds cover the sky.
The "people" who have been resurrected by the soul-calling flags are walking slowly on the road with ferocious faces. Their faces are white and shrunken, and their eye circles are dark, making them look like zombies.
These "people" walk in groups but aimlessly. When they encounter strangers approaching, they will reflexively attack.
Ni Hua doesn’t know how many such puppets have crossed the Endless Abyss and come to the world of immortality. Before the people in the world of cultivating immortals could attack the demon world, the demon world was already in chaos, and the chaos also spread to the world of cultivating immortals. When the Xuantian sect received the call for help, it was already late at night when Nihua and his senior brother rushed there.
Before this, news came from other sects that when these resentful spirits passed by, there was a phenomenon where no one in the entire village survived.
Ni Hua stepped on the dead leaves, and suddenly there were slow footsteps not far away, located in the northeast and southwest. Ni Hua glanced at Director Yun, and the two of them split up.
The sound of tiny footsteps moved slowly in the darkness, and a wave of resentment emerged not far away. Nihua got a little closer, and suddenly felt a wave of resentment coming from the breeze. There was a strange smell, as if there was sticky filth attached to his body.
She retreated toward the southwest, the Qingfeng Sword in her hand ready to go, and the shuffling "person" finally showed his head.
They walked in groups, as if they had just climbed up from the ground, with a lot of mud and filth on their bodies. When they saw strangers, they were like wolves smelling meat, and their eyes were filled with fear. Staring at Nihua with green light.
Nihua looked at the "people" with protruding jaws and fangs like two rows of sharp animal traps. At that moment, Nihua seemed to see a group of hanged ghosts, but fortunately, it was the strength of this group of resentful souls who had been summoned. Not strong, their steps were bumpy and their movements were slow, so she boldly started hunting.
However, after Nihua killed several resentful souls that were close to her with her sword, several footsteps chasing these resentful souls suddenly came, and Nihua saw a purple blue light. The light shone brightly in the sky, and Nihua was distracted for a moment. Her lack of control caused her to miss the best time to attack.
Ni Hua frowned and changed hands. She raised his Qingfeng Sword again, reached out and picked up the cinnabar to draw a talisman, and cooperated with the person in the darkness to attack these resentful souls.
Back in the world of cultivating immortals, she was practicing day and night, and it finally paid off. This time she unexpectedly successfully trapped the group of resentful souls in front of her. The spell flew out like a meteor and quickly hit the forehead of the resentful soul. After the resentful soul fell down, it was hit by some mysterious force. Summoning power, the resentful spirit rolled around on the ground twice before getting up again, but its speed after getting up was much slower than before.
A streak of purple and blue sword light struck from behind the resentful soul. Nihua did not stop. While still in shock, the sword light not far away flourished, and she walked out of the darkness. A group of people.
Ni Hua looked at them wearing the costumes of the first sect. He looked up and saw the leader. Unfortunately, he looked familiar. It was Ye Li.
She touched her nose. Many major events had happened in recent years, and she almost forgot about this person. However, she had roughly heard that Ye Li and her good friend Qin Wanwan were separated. After they finally separated, Ye Li was with his junior sister again.
When the two parties met, they saw that they were old acquaintances. Both parties seemed surprised and a little embarrassed.
As fallen demons, Nihua and her senior brother were severely punished after they returned to the sect, and the sect rectified their names, but there were still many people who were prejudiced against her.
Ni Hua held her sword, raised her eyebrows, and started to have a verbal spat with them.
During this delay, Director Yun also belatedly joined Ni Hua. Director Yun frowned and glanced at the people of the first sect. When he wanted to move towards those resentful souls, a group of people from the opposite side met him. A voice suddenly sounded, "We arrested these people. Why?" , you still want to take the credit!”
Obviously, when the first batch of resentful souls appeared, these disciples who came down from the mountain received a mission. In addition to rescuing people, the first sect had to save these people. The trapped resentful soul was taken back to the first sect for study.
The junior sister next to Ye Li said goodbye to them, she gritted her teeth, "Since we came here, we have been blocked by these resentful spirits, and it was not easy to weaken their strength. You missed it!"
When Ni Hua heard this, she stopped tapping the talisman in her hand. At this time, she ignored the internal fighting and exchanged information with them.
Director Chang Yun raised his eyelids and turned a blind eye to the grudges between the two parties. He broke a hole in the barrier and walked towards the dead resentful soul. After catching a dying resentful soul, he suddenly frowned. He frowned, "It seems like he died not long ago..."
Ye Li also saw something. He stopped the younger junior sister of the sect and held his hand towards Director Yun who could not see any cultivation. "We have just arrived. I don't know what you have found out about this village." ?”
“We have just arrived.” Director Yun said politely. It took them a day and a night from receiving the request for help to getting here.
After trapping them, Director Yun detected an abnormality, and the two parties exchanged similar information.
Not far away, a sharp flute sound came, and the trapped resentful soul began to struggle to death. Ni Hua and Director Yun chased in the direction of the inexplicable flute sound almost at the same time.
When Ni Hua was halfway through the chase, she suddenly smelled an alluring aroma coming from nowhere in the air. She felt a little dizzy and her fingers felt unusually cold, but she already had A sign of numbness.
Since she was poisoned by love, she had to endure the sudden chills all over her body from time to time. Her pale face forced herself to suppress her abnormality.
But Director Yun, who was walking at the front, felt something strange. He suddenly frowned and looked at Ni Hua, who was struggling to stay energetic. He pressed Ni Hua's wrist with his hand and conveyed to her Feeling the warm spiritual power, he asked silently, "Are you okay?"
"You're okay, but I I feel that this matter is not that simple, and there must be someone behind it." Ni Hua frowned and said, "But I'm afraid it's a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain."
The most powerful person here is Director Yunhe. Ye Li, after transferring the two of them away, it would be easy for the people behind the scenes to rescue these resentful souls.
Nihua always feels that it is not that simple. Just like Qiansi Silkworm Poison back then, there always seems to be an invisible thread behind it.
She was afraid that as soon as a "Thousand Silk Silkworm Poison" was taken away from her front foot, another resentful soul would come from behind and bring disaster to the world.
And the most important thing is that there is still a few miles away from this village, but there is no trace of popularity in the distance. She no longer wants to get entangled with these ghosts. She is afraid that the people in the village have already encountered misfortune.
Director Yun stopped. Ni Hua pulled him, "Brother, you go back. I'll go alone."
If Director Yun had been there before, he would have worried about her, but after Ni Hua came back from the devil world The former delicate flower turned into a strong girl. He knew that he could not persuade her. Before leaving, he suddenly handed the retrospective mirror into Ni Hua's hand again.
Nihua was stunned for a while without saying a word, then turned her head. The sound of the flute in the distance was still intermittent, inviting people to inquire. She held the Qingfeng Sword and walked towards the darkness of the night.
The moon disappears and the stars sink.
Deep in the village, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped. She was led by the ethereal sound of the flute, and came to the village on the map. It was once a village with spiritual mountains and beautiful waters, but now it is shrouded in darkness. Under a dead silence and haze.
When the first ray of morning light tried to penetrate the darkness, frost formed on her eyebrows. She looked up and saw that the village was filled with mourners.
The villagers were lying or lying down at this moment, and they were all silent, with cold resentment wrapped around their bodies. Their eyes were empty, and the breath of life had long since dissipated, leaving only bodies possessed by resentful spirits as witnesses of this catastrophe.
The flowers and plants in the village also withered and withered under the attack of resentful spirits, losing their former aura, as if all creatures in the world were mourning this tragedy.
Ni Hua stared at the dead bodies and walked all the way from the beginning of the village to the end of the village. In the darkness, she had clearly never seen that scene, but scenes of their dying struggle appeared in her eyes. .
Their broken bodies were stained with blood, which showed the tragedy and despair before their death.
The most shocking thing is that the actions of those puppet ghosts seem to be traceable.
After the death of the female devil Situ Qianxun, the resentful souls on the soul-summoning flag had no place to rest. They fed on the hatred of their master and lived on with a lingering breath. The demon world is in chaos, and the soul-calling flag is missing. Now it seems that the Soul-Calling Banner has a new owner. These resentful souls were led all the way across the Endless Abyss by those who were interested, and came to a specific place. They swallowed up these lives that were unable to resist, and absorbed their endless pain and fear before death. The resentful souls strengthened their own power. strength.
The most terrifying thing happened. A demon king who was almost a demigod was resurrected in the demon world. Not only the people in the immortal world were afraid, but also the people in the demon world. Although the demon king died mysteriously within a month or two. , however, during this period, many people from the demon world fled to the world of immortality one after another. When these demons who lost their jurisdiction were busy attacking the demon world in the world of immortality, they caused a big wave in the world of immortality.
When these stories happened in the last life, it was ten years later, when all Nihua’s sects were wiped out. She was unable to protect herself and her cultivation was abolished. She was struggling and busy doing tasks and dealing with the villains who humiliated her. There were many things she had only heard about from others. Now, Ni Hua is facing the cruelty of these few words spoken by others, and her heart is shaken.
I never thought that so many things would happen in such a short few months.
Just as she was preparing to let these wandering dead rest in peace and select a few to keep as evidence, she suddenly felt a biting cold air coming. She was convinced that this was not due to her own fear. A gust of wind passed by, and she was startled by a pair of hands grabbing her ankles. She couldn't help but shudder, her heart tightened, and she suddenly realized——
I didn't expect that this man was still alive, even though his appearance was the same as those lingering resentful spirits, with empty eyes and two eyes. It's jet black, and the hands are even more criss-crossed with green. The difference is that this person seems to still have some consciousness. "Revenge... revenge, revenge..." His voice was low and hoarse, like a curse that would never rest in peace.
She quickly froze it, trapped it in a mysterious square, and hid her figure. At this moment, there were footsteps again from behind, and she immediately dragged the man to a hidden corner.
She was wondering how many groups of people this small village had attracted.
The night was deep, the moonlight was as thin as gauze, she hid in the corner, and after trapping the struggling "person", she attached her spiritual power to her eyes, and through the mottled window lattice, she could only see It can be seen sprinkled on the dusty ground.
A series of low and tense conversations broke the silence of the night. She hugged the Qingfeng Sword and quietly hid it tighter. Sure enough, someone came.
Two figures loomed in the dim light and shadow, their eyes revealing uneasiness and wariness.
"Oops, someone seems to have been here!" A voice was low and urgent, as if he could smell the subtle strangeness in the air.
"There is a breath of life." Another person responded, his fingers gently rubbing the charm bag on his waist, as if he was ready to deal with unexpected events at any time.
"Have that thing been found by others?" The first voice sounded again, with a bit of anxiety. The "that thing" they were talking about was obviously very important.
"Impossible, they are all decent people." The second person tried to comfort him, but he could not hide a trace of uncertainty in his tone.
"But didn't you just hear the sound of a flute? Maybe those people haven't left yet." The first person reminded that the sound of the flute still seemed to be echoing in the ears, making people uneasy.
"So what, starve the timid to death and starve the bold to death." The second man pretended to be relaxed, but his clenched fists revealed his inner nervousness.
Ni Hua didn’t know what they were looking for, but judging by their tone, they seemed to be people from the demon world, and with such huge spiritual power, they were not ordinary people.
Who could it be?
She struggled to identify their voices.
At this moment, a rustling sound came from the depths of the night, as if something was quietly exploring. The two looked at each other and decided to find out. They moved cautiously across the path paved with corpses.
Seeing that the two people were about to leave, Nihua felt anxious. She silently cast a tracking spell. However, she didn't know what was strange about this place. The spell in her hand actually dispersed in an instant. She was not dead. Another talisman was formed in my heart, and it was still like this.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Ni Hua's mind - if her paper man let her go explore the way on her behalf, I wonder if it would be possible or if she would be discovered.
But then, a powerful spiritual power suddenly hit her face, causing her to stop involuntarily, and she did not dare to act rashly again.
The huge spiritual power stirred up wind and waves. Nihua listened to the movement of them turning the ground, like a desperate starving ghost reincarnated in search of food. She stared at the cracked gap in the foot line, as if she had something to say. think.
In fact, through the paper man, she felt that there seemed to be a spying power hidden in the dark. She quietly led the paper man away to prevent those people from tracking her. After all, Nihua learned from their mouths that they might have the spiritual power to clearly identify the aura of "strangers".