Chapter 170 The Ideas of Two Generations
There was a lot of movement behind him, and the feeling of coldness and heat appeared alternately.
If nothing else, there was a fight.
Nie Yingping had no intention of watching the battle. He looked in the direction of the eyes on the human skin and hurried over.
Walking among the big tombs and small tombs, Nie Yingping suddenly caught a glimpse of a strange scene ahead.
There is a grave float hanging on a large tomb, and on the white paper on the grave float, there is a child curled up hanging on it.
The child was a boy. He was curled up and his face was obscured by the tomb.
Instinct was telling Nie Yingping that he had to take a detour.
Without any hesitation, Nie Yingping walked around to the left.
After he could no longer see the strange tomb floating, he started to rush in the direction his eyes were looking.
But less than three minutes after walking forward, Nie Yingping stopped and narrowed his eyes slightly.
“Are you targeting me?”
Looking at the child curled up and hanging on the tomb in front of him, Nie Yingping was sure that this was the tomb he saw before.
Took out two photos and compared them. Neither of them was the grave he was looking for.
A ghost blocking the way?
Putting the photos away, Nie Yingping thought for a while. The current situation was that he had to find the grave quickly. He only had one hour to dig two graves.
Because once he starts to stir up trouble, Luo Qian will sense it instantly and come directly to kill him.
Yu Qian and Zhang Xianguang can delay for an hour at most, and any more is impossible.
God knows how strong Luo Qian is here.
So the shorter the time they stay here, the safer the three of them will be.
No more hesitation, now is not the time to take a detour with this evil ghost.
Since he is targeted, he will do it.
Nie Yingping was holding the shovel that Yu Qian gave him. The clothes behind his back were slightly bulging, as if something was wriggling under the clothes.
Nie Yingping rushed to the grave in a few steps.
The child on the tomb float moved slightly, and the tomb float rotated. The child pulled his face out of his knees and looked at Nie Yingping.
Nie Yingping narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and an uncontrollable force suddenly appeared on his body.
Nie Yingping’s limbs and head began to curl up as if they were being held down by a pair of strong hands.
Nie Yingping's face changed slightly, and then his eyes showed anger: "You still want to kill me for this little attack!"
Stab~
The clothes on Nie Yingping's back suddenly Torn apart by a pair of hands.
Immediately afterwards, a fierce ghost stood up from the skin of his back.
“Tear it off for me!”
Nie Yingping’s face was gloomy. The appearance of the ghost made a lot of the huge power in his body disappear, but it still existed.
Li Gui reached out to grab the child on the tomb float, and Nie Yingping chopped it on the tomb float with a rusty shovel in advance.
The grave float was cut off easily as if it were made of water.
The child fell as the tomb floated down, and when he fell, he was caught by the ghost behind Nie Yingping.
The moment he was caught by the ghost, the child's raised head slowly retracted.
Nie Yingping looked at the suppressed Li Gui with a calm expression. He picked up the shovel and directly dug a hole in the ground, and then asked the tattooed ghost to throw Li Gui into it.
Then he skillfully began to bury the pit.
With just a few shovels, the pit disappeared.
Nie Yingping clapped his hands, and the evil ghost behind him slowly retracted into his skin.
A ghost tattoo all over his back was exposed from the torn clothes.
Not paying attention to Leng Xiu's back, he lifted up the chopped tomb float, looked at the direction of the eyes on the human skin, and then quickly hurried in that direction.
Under the dark sky, grave mounds passed by one after another.
The fields are full of graves as far as the eye can see. Nie Yingping looked at the graves around him and was extremely shocked.
Although it was his first time to visit the Endless Cemetery, he knew the horror here.
In every intact tomb, there are evil spirits buried.
At a glance, there are hundreds or even thousands of graves.
And there is no end in sight.
It’s hard to imagine how many ghosts are buried here.
After running for about ten minutes, Nie Yingping suddenly stopped: "We found it, the place where the spiritualist is buried."
In the middle of a hill in front of us, there was a black tombstone standing in front of a grave.
Among the surrounding tombs, this tomb is the most special.
Because it is the only one with a tombstone.
Took out the photo and looked at it, compared it, and determined that it was one of the tombs he was looking for.
"It's really not easy."
Nie Yingping wiped the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead and ran quickly to the grave.
Without any hesitation, he started digging with the shovel in advance.
Time waits for no one, this tomb is simpler than the original body of the Ghost Bride.
The risk factor is not as dangerous as the Ghost Bride.
Nie Yingping dug the grave very quickly. It only took about two minutes for the shovel to hit something.
“I found it.”
Nie Yingping felt happy and quickly speeded up.
Soon, a female corpse with one eye missing appeared in front of Nie Yingping.
Half of the female body was still in the grave, but Nie Yingping had no intention of digging deeper.
With a vigilant expression, he took out the coffin nails that Yu Qian gave him and inserted them into the woman's forehead without hesitation.
But not before he inserted the coffin nails into the head of the female corpse.
The woman suddenly raised her hand and grabbed Nie Yingping's arm.
Nie Yingping's pupils shrank, and the tattoo on his back suddenly came to life. The ghost quickly emerged from the skin, took the coffin nail in Nie Yingping's hand, and inserted it into the woman's forehead without any hesitation. superior.
The woman's arms hung down weakly, and Nie Yingping swallowed. At that moment, he felt that his consciousness was being changed.
It's just that he almost couldn't feel his body anymore.
“A scary thing.”
Nie Yingping exhaled, took out a gold bag, pulled the female body out of the grave, and stuffed it into the gold bag.
After sealing the bag, Nie Yingping tied it to his back.
After doing all this, Nie Yingping felt half relieved.
"There is another one."
Nie Yingping packed up his things, took out the human skin and looked at the eyes on it, which were to his left.
So, Nie Yingping ran towards the left without stopping.
He did not notice at all that after he left, a hand suddenly stretched out from the grave he dug.
Then, a faceless man crawled out.
Then, after standing at the grave for a while, the faceless man walked straight to the left.
As it started to move around, one or two of the surrounding graves would occasionally disappear.
Nie Yingping looked back behind him, and an unknown feeling appeared.
After observing the surrounding tombs, there were occasionally little black sparks floating on some of the tombs.
These graves with black sparks appear only to appear for a while and then suddenly be buried by another larger grave.
"Has the impact reached here?"
"The fighting was really intense."
Time is running out, and Yu Qian and the others may not be able to hold on anymore.
Luo Qian cannot extinguish the fire, but he can transfer the fire, and then use quantity to suppress the will-o'-the-wisp, so that it cannot ignite temporarily.
Although it is temporary, I don’t know how long it will take until the fire is ignited.
Yu Qian and Zhang Xianguang may not be able to survive the fire.
Go fast.
Don’t worry about what’s behind you, wait until you’re closer.
Luo Qian must have noticed him.
He must hurry.
Thinking of this, Nie Yingping immediately speeded up.
He even did not hesitate to use ghosts, just to make himself run faster.
In this poor place, Guixi can't use it, he can only do this.
If he can use Guixi, he can reach where he wants to go in one minute at most.
Convenient and fast.
It's a pity that he doesn't have the ability to control the evil spirits in the grave soil.
His footsteps are hurried, and Nie Yingping's speed at this moment is not unpleasant.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is as fast as a 100-meter flying man.
The eyes on the human skin moved slightly, and Nie Yingping changed direction.
After walking in a hurry for almost ten minutes, Nie Yingping stopped. He looked at the eyes on the human skin, and then at the small wooden house on the hillside, feeling a little silent.
That small wooden house, if he guessed correctly, was Luo Qian's residence.
Took out the photo and looked at the tomb above, and compared it with the surroundings of the cabin.
Nie Yingping quickly found the grave that matched the photo.
Right next to the cabin.
Looking at the grave that is only ten meters away from the cabin, the red tombstone is very conspicuous.
The incense candles and paper money enshrined in front of the tombstone are also very conspicuous.
This is one of the few graves in the Endless Cemetery with tributes.
"They should be able to hold him back."
Nie Yingping was not sure whether an old man would appear next to him when he was digging the grave.
If it happens, there is a high probability that he will have to dig a hole to bury himself.
There is no doubt that when facing Luo Qian, he would not even think about taking action or escaping.
He has heard about Luo Qian's horror many times.
Except for Zhang Dong, no one can defeat Luo Qian in the Endless Cemetery, not even Zhang Youhong.
"There should be enough time."
Nie Yingping tightened the gold bag behind her waist and rushed up to the cabin with a shovel.
There was no time for him.
He has to be quick.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Nie Yingping arrived at the grave where the ghost bride's body was buried.
Looking at the bright red tombstone, this was the second time he saw this kind of tombstone.
The last time I saw him was when I was attending Uncle Bai's funeral.
The evil spirit in Uncle Bai's body is so terrifying that it can only be suppressed with a tombstone of this size.
Now he saw it again.
Without thinking too much, Nie Yingping took out the incense candle paper money and placed it behind the grave.
This is to prevent the ghost bride’s body from resurrecting due to digging up the grave soil.
At the same time, he pinned the remaining two imitation coffin nails at convenient locations around his waist.
This makes it easier for him to nail the coffin directly to the ghost bride's body.
Everything is ready.
Nie Yingping exhaled and took the shovel to shovel the first shovelful of grave soil.
In the dark cemetery, the sound of shoveling is particularly abrupt here.
“Do you know what will happen if the ghost bride’s body is dug out?”
Luo Qian, who was shrouded in black flames, couldn't see his face clearly. He glared at the two juniors in front of him.
The grave soil became extremely dry. Even if he kept moving the burning grave head and grave soil, he could not slow down the spread of the will-o'-the-wisp.
The characteristic of burning when seeing something supernatural makes this kind of fire impossible to extinguish.
The two juniors in front of him caused him a lot of trouble.
If the Endless Tomb wasn't big enough and it was his territory, he might have to be planted here.
Yu Qian, who had a restart, made him feel troubled.
Obviously he is not as strong as him, but he still can’t be killed. I am really annoyed.
“There will be no consequences, because they are all under our control.”
Zhang Xianguang, who had a gloomy face and his whole body exuded the smell of corpses, said lightly.
In the rearranged site, the grave soil was eroded by the ghost lake. They stood on the ghost lake and looked at several fierce ghosts approaching Luo Qian.
Fierce ghosts are very illusory and ignore any supernatural phenomena.
This is Yu Qian's ability, which makes Luo Qian feel very troublesome.
He could not bury these non-existent ghosts, he could only let them attack his consciousness and body.
"Haha...under control? Who are you? Dad?" Luo Qian sneered.
A large tomb covered his body, and then Luo Qian, who was unharmed, stood on the tomb.
"Even your father can't let the ghost bride's body be dug out."
"He knows the horror of the ghost bride best. For your ridiculous plan, the whole world is in danger. I believe that even he will think about it again and again."
"So, he is my father, not us."
Zhang Xianguang clenched the machete in his hand and pointed it at Luo calmly. A knife was cut in the direction of Qian.
"Uncle Luo, you are old and about to die. This era is not your era. We have our own path. The path of every era is different. Although our essence is different from yours It’s the same, but it’s different after all. At least the path our generation is taking doesn’t have to worry about longevity.”
"Immortal, only need to worry about whether the strength is enough, which gives us more correction."
A large tomb suddenly appeared in front of Luo Qian.
Dafen resisted Zhang Xianguang’s attack.
A fierce ghost climbed out of the big grave and walked towards Zhang Xianguang and Yu Qian.
“Many things are not just what you want. The reality of the world is always different from your imagination.”
Luo Qian looked at Yu Qian, and the boy attacked him again with the burning piano music.
The heat in his head made him very irritable, which was one of the reasons why he took time to deal with the grave-digging boy.
"You are wrong. This era happens to be an era where we can do whatever we want."
The flames on Yu Qian's body became more prosperous, and the large tombs around him were constantly being burned. ignite.
“If this era belongs to us and we can’t even make the decision, then it means that this era does not belong to us, but to you old antiques who are about to die.”
"The world is big, but no matter how big it is, it belongs to the younger generation, not you old people who are dying."
"No matter what choices young people make, it is something that must be accepted in this era. Even if the choice you make can destroy the entire world, it must accept it because it has no choice. You have to choose.”
“It is us who create hope, and it is us who create despair. No matter what, it is us. Our generation is the focus of this era.”
The surrounding flames. Quickly igniting the grave soil, the terrifying supernatural power makes the best use of the characteristics of the will-o'-the-wisp.
Luo Qian looked at the will-o'-the-wisp spreading towards him.
His expression was very calm, and large tombs appeared out of thin air to suppress these will-o'-the-wisps.
The grave soil is being replaced, replacing the grave soil that has not been lit.
Yu Qian's ghost lake is eroding the grave soil under his feet all the time, but without exception, the erosion is not completed.
Because no matter how wet the ghost lake makes the grave soil, the wet grave soil will become dry.
Yu Qian knew that this was Luo Qian’s ability.
He's controlling the field.
The surrounding graves are so densely packed that it is difficult to see the end.
Luo Qian was standing on a large tomb, which was as big as a small hill.
From the beginning to the end, Luo Qian did not appear anxious, only calm.
“You may be right, but what you say must be done after all of us old guys are dead. As long as we live, your choices about the world will not be correct. You are so self-righteous. Correct.”
The young man in front of him is no worse than Zhang Dong, or even worse.
“The peace we have spent our whole life building can’t just watch you, the descendants, end it.”
“As long as we are alive, we will do what we think we will do, Your choice is wrong with us.”
"Zhang Xianguang's plan was not big before, and there is still room for redemption. But once your current plan fails, there will be no room for recovery. If it fails, the whole world will pay for you. If it succeeds, you will pay for the whole world."
< br>“The bet is too big, we can’t afford it.”
Luo Qian looked coldly at the skeleton standing among the sparks.
No matter how desperate the world is, there will always be a glimmer of hope.
If someone takes that glimmer of hope and puts it on a gambling table where there are only winners and losers, the result will only depend on ability and luck.
He doesn’t believe in their ability, let alone luck.
So he doesn’t agree.
A gambling table without a tie is destined to be the grave of a group of indifferent desperadoes.
"So you are old antiques." Yu Qian said indifferently.
The tomb kept trying to bury the two of them, but they were all ignited by his flames, thus losing the spirit of their burial.
If the grave soil is ignited, it will inevitably ignite the evil spirits buried in the grave.
Li Gui didn’t even have a chance to climb out of the grave.
"I don't care about you guys. Today I, an old antique, have to see if you can escape from my hands."
Luo Qian's face looked ugly, he was really angry.
He doesn't care about the little guy digging his grave now. He just wants to see if this arrogant and pretentious young man can escape from his hands alive.
Immediately, something terrible happened.
So the grave began to flicker at this moment.
The next moment, the site arranged by Yu Qian was moved, the flames disappeared, and a valley composed of graves appeared.
Yu Qian and Zhang Xianguang are in the valley.
"Some big words can only be said while one is alive."
Luo Qian looked at the two people in the valley coldly, condescendingly, as if he were an elder.
The next second, the valley began to close, and a terrifying suppressive force appeared.
Zhang Xianguang's expression changed, and the evil ghost on his body became silent.
Yu Qian looked at the flames on his body, and the flames were changing towards Mars.
The most terrifying part of the endless tomb was revealed by Luo Qian.
"Alive?" Yu Qian looked up at Luo Qian.
“Since I came into this world, living has been just a thought!”
The terrifying suppressive force caused the evil ghost in his body to quickly become silent.
Yu Qian didn't care about this, and a darkness lit up from under his bones.
A little bit of black lake water dripped from his bones.
The lake quickly formed a pool at your feet, and a pale arm stretched out from the lake.
Luo Qian's pupils shrank slightly as he watched this scene.
"Ghost Lake..."
This one was written by the author after drinking. If it doesn't look good, you don't have to read it. It doesn't matter.
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