Chapter 122
Ni Hua and Director Yun were trapped. When escaping for their lives, they accidentally entered a place where resentful souls gathered and encountered groups of resentful souls.
Ni Hua turned to look at the resentful souls that climbed up from the ground and grabbed her ankles. The moonlight was like water, illuminating all the gloomy atmosphere more clearly. She cut off those resentful souls. hands, they looked at her with dark eyes.
The resentful souls got up one after another on the ground. Nihua had never seen so many resentful souls before. There was a restless throbbing in the dead silence around them, which made people involuntarily fearful.
Director Chang Yun stopped these resentful souls and said with some urgency: "Quickly leave!"
During Nihua's moment of hesitation, a strong black air spread silently from behind her, like the tentacles of night, trying to devour her.
The figure of her senior brother had gone far away, and she was forced to have nowhere to escape by this sudden crisis.
Just when we were desperate, a crisp ringtone penetrated the dull air, like the sound of nature, guiding those who were lost.
She stumbled away following the sound. The charms on her body were used up, and the Qingfeng Sword was stained with blood. When she was very embarrassed, she saw a sedan appear out of thin air under the moonlight. .
Four people carrying a warm sedan with green eaves and black curtains walked past her not far away in a low-key manner. They were carved with flowers, covered with curtains, and heavily guarded in front and behind, with a serious momentum.
She was holding the Qingfeng Sword, and her white clothes were stained with blood. When she raised her eyes and looked, she looked a little dazed. She stared at the wind blowing the curtain of the sedan.
Under the moonlight, a handsome young man gradually appeared in the field of vision. He looked like a sexy ghost wearing a strange human skin coat. He looked at it with a smile. She seemed to be waiting for her to fall into a trap.
It was a feeling that was both familiar and unfamiliar, which made Ni Hua involuntarily want to get close to the other person, even though her reason told her to stop, everything here was full of danger.
The young man quietly watched her approach him and raised his deep eyes. He seemed to be examining her. He waved his sleeves lightly, and the black air around him seemed to have met his nemesis and quickly dissipated.
"Thank you for saving me." Nihua thanked him with his hands, but found that his voice was trembling after losing his strength.
The young man raised his eyes calmly. He looked at her with an unusual look. He helped her deal with the black energy behind her, but she had no intention of leaving with him under his own hint.
In response, he just smiled indifferently, and there seemed to be a thousand words hidden behind that smile. He said to her quietly, "You're welcome."
Up to this point in their conversation, their relationship was just that of a savior and a benefactor. Ni Hua was guessing who he was, and smiled at Yan Yan. She politely promised him a false promise of repayment, but in her heart she was secretly thinking about how to leave this land of right and wrong as soon as possible and find someone to rescue the trapped senior brother.
However, the pretty young man was very patient and exchanged these kind words with her. Suddenly, he proposed to help her check whether she was contaminated with unclean things.
His voice was neither fast nor slow, extremely magnetic, and there was no hint of any malice.
The will-o'-the-wisps were flourishing all around, and Nihua had never seen so many resentful souls chasing her, and those wandering resentful souls seemed to be afraid to approach because of his presence. This young man's ability was obviously very important. She admitted that what the other party said did make some sense, and she suspected that there might be something more mysterious about that house, and that she had been contaminated by something unclean after going there. But Nihua didn't even know whether the person in front of her was a ghost or a human being. She didn't dare to let go of her guard, so she politely refused.
The young man didn't seem surprised, and turned to talk about another thing. His voice was neither high nor low, but it was extremely clear, cutting through the noise of jumping will-o'-the-wisps all around.
He said that the demon who had resurrected from the dead in the demon world had been defeated by the combined efforts of several Mahayana masters of the righteous path. At this moment, those resentful souls who have lost their support are looking for the living to replace them.
The information revealed on the other side made Ni Hua breathe out slowly, but still insisted on walking by herself.
"Then, take care, girl." He said goodbye to Nihua with a polite smile, turned around and blended into the night, leaving only the string of bells echoing in the air, gradually fading away.
Ni Hua stood there, looking at the direction he left, with mixed feelings in her heart.
In the Demon World, since the leader of the Demon Cult was resurrected, several Mahayana monks came to the Demon Cult after crossing the Endless Abyss. More than half a month has passed, but there is no news yet. And the news that happened tonight could not reach the Central Plains so quickly. Ni Hua contacted the master urgently, but no one responded to the message on the communication jade.
So, Ni Hua contacted her master through many ways. After a long time, a few words came from her master. They just learned that her master Sikong Zhen suffered a lot on the way to eliminate demons. Heavy damage.
Ni Hua once again thought of what Xi Yan told her before leaving, be careful of the master. Are you telling the master to be careful? Is the master really just injured?
For some reason, Nihua connected the young man who was just as pale as a glamorous ghost with the equally gorgeous junior brother Xi Yan. She shook her head and looked down at the chain on the table in her hand that was exuding scorching warmth. , the chain glowed in the moonlight, like a layer of shackles.
After a moment of silence, Nihua finally chose to use the paper man to explore the way. She stumbled through the fog and returned to the place where she and her senior brother were separated, only to find that there was nothing there.
She searched along the old road for a long time without finding any trace of Director Yun, and ended up wandering around for a long time. The traces of the fight here left a lot of shocking blood stains, but all traces disappeared in place. . She didn't know where her senior brother was, but she knew intuitively that it had something to do with that weird mansion. She originally wanted to move reinforcements, but she was afraid it would be too late, so she hesitantly returned to that mansion.
However, Nihua stood alone in front of the mansion that seemed to have been forgotten by time. She looked at the empty mansion that seemed to have no trace of popularity, as if what she had experienced was like a dream. , no one has lived here at all.
She pushed open the heavy door and saw that dust was floating in the air. It was just as she expected, there was no one inside. But her intuition told her that her senior brother was indeed taken away here. When she said goodbye, she deliberately left her senior brother's soul behind, and that subtle connection pulled her like a thin thread. However, no matter how she searched, she could not catch the slightest breath of Director Yun in every corner and every inch of land.
Nihua found the unusual house in her house again. There was no painting on the house, and there was no legendary mystery. However, when her paper figures touched the wall, they turned into insignificant fragments. Drifting in the wind.
Ni Hua thought for a moment and returned to the place where she had placed the living dead, only to find that the living dead had died in the corner, his soul completely destroyed.
Just when Nihua was about to give up, her eyes fell on that unknown corner, where a communication jade lay quietly. It was probably the last relic of the living dead. It's also the only clue.
Ni Hua picked up the communication jade, and there seemed to be a trace of warmth remaining on its surface. Her heartbeat accelerated and beads of sweat formed on her palms.
She couldn't decipher the broken communication jade at that moment. She spent some effort and left here and came to the market in the world of immortality. She followed the clues and found the black market. In the black market In a dark corner, she found an old acquaintance. The other party is a skilled craftsman who is proficient in ancient arts. Time has carved deep marks on the old man's face.
After some negotiations, the old man finally agreed to help her repair the communication jade. As waves of mantras murmured and the light of the spirit stone shone, the broken jade stone slowly recovered, with a few sentences and a story narrated like a diary coming from inside.
This communication jade explains the identity of the living dead at the beginning. He was originally an ordinary boy in the village. By chance, he got the opportunity to practice. He entered the world of cultivating immortals, happily thinking that he would enter a world full of immortals, but he never thought that he would become a fake immortal. He vaguely realized that he had been deceived, but the boy eventually lost himself in the various worlds.
Soon after, an opportunity came that could change his destiny - the sect had a deal with the devil. As a thug of the evil forces, he participated in a cruel game. The reward for victory was the fairy treasure he dreamed of. . He accepted the mission and headed to a quiet village to perform an intelligence gathering mission.
However, it took him a long time to find the village with extremely strong Yin Qi. Looking at the simple villagers, hesitation and struggle surged in his heart for the first time. But in the end, he acted according to the plan, but he never expected that this move would become the fuse that destroyed the entire village.
He stood beside the demon and watched the tragedy happen. Then, he was sacrificed alive in the village by the demon and many people. Before he died, he suddenly realized that his hands were stained Full of innocent blood.
The last sentence in the communication was the vague handwriting he left in his regret and despair, "Someone is coming, I... it's too late..."
Ni Hua read this, feeling uneasy. She began to interpret every word in the communication jade, "human sacrifice", "village with extremely strong Yin Qi", "resurrected souls from the dead", and she was thinking about what conditions these rituals had achieved.
She walked out of the black market. It was already dark, and the moonlight shone on the empty street, making it look particularly cold.
At this time, the system that had been silent for a long time suddenly jumped out. It said that it could help Ni Hua find the male protagonist, but the prerequisite was that Ni Hua complete the task and complete the strategy.
She bargained with the system, but knowing that her senior brother could not afford to wait, she pretended to agree to the system, and the system solemnly re-signed the contract with her.
Nihua knows very well that the ultimate goal hidden behind this system is far from simple and kind. But her fate seemed to have been determined long ago, and she seemed unable to escape the ominous shadow. She could not treat the two lives she had experienced here as if nothing had happened, and in the corner of another world, the traces of her past existence would be completely erased, and her future seemed to have been preset. , unable to escape.
Although she has never believed in fate, she can only take one step at a time. After all, the current system can indeed help her.
But the task assigned to her by the system was to gain strength.
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After Director Yun woke up from a coma, he looked at his tied hands and feet. He looked at the surrounding environment and found that he was in a cellar. deep. He saw the dim candlelight swaying around him, reflecting the mottled stone walls around him.
Next to him, Director Yun looked at the various kinds of beings imprisoned like him - humans, monsters, demons. The rich species made Director Yun smack his lips. Their eyes revealed despair and unwillingness, as if they had been tortured for a long time. They looked at the newcomer, but maintained a strange silence between each other.
In such a depressing space, a dark vat is particularly conspicuous. It is like the entrance to hell, swallowing up all life.
Soon after, someone pushed the door open, and the puppet-like person looked at Director Yun with dark eyes. Then, Director Yun was roughly pushed aside, and his wrists were cut open. From a cut, blood snaked down the arm, dripping into the large vat, mixing with the unknown liquid in it, causing strange ripples. The watchers stirred the liquid in the tank expressionlessly, as if performing some ancient and evil ritual.
At this moment, Director Yun heard the sound of slow footsteps. Director Chang Yun raised his head and saw him - the strange Mr. Chen.
Mr. Chen stood at the edge of the crowd, dressed in plain clothes and with a cold face. The thousands of puppet threads in his hands were looming, like a spider spinning a web, waiting for its prey to fall into it.
Mr. Chen's eyes met Director Yun's. There were complex emotions hidden in those eyes, including surprise, scrutiny, and some indescribable eagerness.
At that moment, Si Chang Yun seemed to be pulled back to the memory of that secret realm, where Si Chang Yun was once an evil cultivator who controlled the puppets, and the puppets were all under his control; and at another moment , Director Yun returned to this moment and became a puppet manipulated by others, controlled by others with the thread in their hands. This sense of identity dislocation made Si Changyun feel dizzy. Si Changyun couldn't help but wonder whether he was a puppet being manipulated or the master holding the spool...
Mr. Chen slowly stretched out his hand. He pulled out thousands of puppet threads and tested the fresh blood. His eyes showed an indescribable satisfaction, as if the perfect puppet he had been looking for finally appeared in front of him.
Mr. Chen has an inexplicable confidence in Si Chang Yun, believing that Si Chang Yun can become his most proud work.
Director Yun has mixed feelings in his heart. Although Director Yun knows the meaning of those tools for making puppets, he also knows that once he becomes a puppet, he will face a double backlash in his soul and body. But compared to the fear of death, Director Yun was more curious about his instinctive feelings for Mr. Chen. He must have seen this person somewhere.