Chapter 357 Heading to Dagan Kyoto
The gloomy corridors, dilapidated bedrooms, beggars and common people with frightened expressions on their faces.
The torn skin, the blood and organs flowing out formed a silent picture of a murderous ghost.
The dirty little girl looked at the blood and organs flowing on the ground, and the haze was dispelling the remaining heat from them.
The little girl looked sluggish, with confusion on her face. She was squatting on the ground with her head in her arms. She had forgotten to stand up at this moment. The blood flowing from the corpse flowed under her feet without shoes.
She felt the slowly cooling blood, and her own blood seemed to be cooling along with them.
Silent tears fell into the blood, and the Prince Ping's Mansion, filled with the smell of blood, was staged with horror and weirdness.
"Oh... there's still no one coming out?" Wu Niu looked at the quiet Prince Ping's Mansion in the distance. From the beginning to now, thousands of people have entered, but without exception, no one came out. People come out.
A day has passed since yesterday.
No one came out for a whole day. This fierce ghost is really fierce.
"If you let people in again, if there is no more in Kyoto, just go to other places to get it." Wu Niu calmly ordered.
"I understand." A Wuniu guard responded quickly.
The cool breeze blew up the robes of those present, but it could not dissipate the coldness and bloodiness of this place.
"How long will it take for the death row prisoners to be delivered? It's been a day and I haven't seen the shadow of Jinyiwei yet. Is their work efficiency too low?" Wu Niu turned to look at a knife-wielding man. A middle-aged man with murderous intent flashing in his deep eyes.
Feeling the murderous look in his eyes, the middle-aged man in the Jinyiwei uniform was instantly struck by a chill that eroded his soul, and a terrifying pressure hit his whole body.
Wu Niu wanted to kill him, which was the first thought that came to the middle-aged man's mind.
"Sir, the prisoners on death row have been escorted from various prefectures and counties to Kyoto. They won't arrive until tomorrow at the earliest, and even if they arrive, they will only be part of it. The journey is too long, and the Jin Yiwei are just some martial arts practitioners. We are just ordinary people. There is no way that we can achieve the feat of walking thousands of miles a day. "If you are in urgent need of people, you can use the death row prisoners in Dali Temple and nearby towns first. When all the death row prisoners arrive, you can send them all in." Middle-aged. The man looked at Wu Niu with a fearful expression, and his tone was extremely condescending.
These Jin Yiwei are just ordinary people. The only things they are responsible for are catching fugitives and demolishing homes. They can't do anything else, let alone catch unkillable things like ghosts.
This has also resulted in the extremely low status of their Jin Yiwei. They are not even as high as a group of eunuchs.
After hearing the middle-aged man's words, Wu Niu narrowed his eyes slightly. He thought carefully about what the middle-aged man said. The truth was correct. Jinyiwei were just ordinary people. They were not ghosts, so of course they would not do things quickly. .
Thinking of this, Wu Niu was not too angry.
"Send those that can be sent over as soon as possible, and speed up the rest. If it is too slow, I believe that His Majesty will not suggest changing the leader of the Jinyiwei." Wu Niu rolled his eyes and the young man said calmly. After saying a few words, he stopped paying attention.
"My lord, I understand, I will urge you immediately." The middle-aged man said with fear, and then hurriedly ran in one direction.
Looking like this, I feel like I am afraid that I will die if I run too slowly.
Wu Niu didn't care about this, he was just an ordinary person, even a commander was just an ant.
"The ghosts on the armor are really not easy to deal with. Not one of the more than a thousand people can come out." Wu Niu looked at Prince Ping's Mansion in front of him, and the haze inside declared its terror.
"But it doesn't matter, it's just people. We have a lot of cadres, and these are the things we don't lack the most." Wuniu touched the bronze mask on his face, his eyes narrowing.
In the dim palace of Prince Ping, a young man in tattered clothes looked at the blood that had gathered, and the blood turned into a long blood path and flowed to the backyard of the palace.
The blood climbed up the steps, climbed onto the threshold, and slowly flowed towards the backyard.
The young man swallowed his saliva and turned around to escape from the palace. The adults outside just let them in and then out, but did not tell them what they were going to do in the palace.
So, even if he just goes in and goes out, those people shouldn't care about anything.
The young man could only comfort himself in this way, but when he turned around and looked behind him, he was stunned. There was no way to leave in front of him, there was only a green and black sky and surging water. The moving haze.
I don’t know when the gate of the palace has disappeared, and even the bodies of the dead have disappeared into the haze, and the haze is still approaching his position.
Seeing this scene, the young man panicked. He subconsciously took a few steps back, but he forgot that he was surrounded by tattered corpses. He tripped over a corpse without paying attention. .
The long stream of blood dyed his clothes red, and the rich smell of blood surrounded the tip of his nose, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.
The rich smell of blood made his stomach churn. The young man quickly covered his mouth, trying to prevent himself from vomiting and making noises. In such an unknown place, making noises was tantamount to seeking death, but he He also forgot that his hands were covered with blood at this moment.
The moment he covered his mouth with his hand, he felt something bad. The bloody smell on his hand made him unable to bear it anymore, and he vomited directly on a corpse.
Vomiting...
The sound of vomiting sounded, a coldness emerged, and footsteps suddenly sounded from the mist, approaching him quickly from far to near.
Hearing the footsteps, the young man's expression changed suddenly. He quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of the footsteps. In the deep fog, a human silhouette appeared, walking quickly towards him.
"Is this a person?" The young man's pupils dilated slightly, and he looked at the figure with some fear and confusion in his eyes. Is there anyone alive here besides him and the little girl?
But soon he stopped thinking that way. He swallowed. The blood in his mouth made him want to vomit again, so he quickly stopped swallowing.
He did not hesitate, stood up, turned around and ran towards a place where the fog was not so thick, which was the backyard of the palace.
That is definitely not a human being. If it is a human being, why does it have no head?
The young man's will to survive was very strong. He stepped on the blood under his feet and ran towards the backyard quickly. He couldn't care so much now.
He knew that the backyard was also dangerous, but how dangerous was that headless figure?
Compared with the visible horror, he would rather touch the invisible horror.
The young man ran away very quickly. He stepped on the corpse and blood and quickly entered the backyard. When he passed the little girl squatting with her head in her arms, he could run away from her without looking. It's over.
In this situation, who would care about a little girl?
The little girl stared blankly at the surging fog ahead and the headless figure walking out of the fog. She opened her mouth and wanted to scream and cry, but found that there was no sound.
Sometimes when people are particularly excited or scared, they are speechless and their brains are basically in a down state. People at this time are the most vulnerable.
Danger is approaching. The headless figure in the mist is walking towards the little girl. The blood that has turned cold makes her feel cold.
Looking at the headless figure approaching, the fog covered the body, the body began to smell and rot, and the blood became corrupted.
The little girl's lips trembled, and the panic in her eyes made her mind empty, making her forget the natural thing like running away.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and every sound of footsteps made her heart beat, and every beat indicated that she was getting closer to death.
Tick tock, tick tock...
What a dull sound of footsteps, this is the sound of death.
The little girl suddenly had the idea that she was going to die.
That must be the case, the little girl thought as she looked at the headless corpse so close at hand.
She suddenly felt aggrieved, and her dirty little face wrinkled up. She looked at the blood at her feet and suddenly missed her father.
The mist surged, and the figure approached the little girl, and the headless body shone with coldness.
It walked up to the little girl, without any hesitation, stretched out a hand covered with corpse spots and grabbed the little girl's head.
A coldness swept over the little girl. The little girl shivered and subconsciously closed her eyes, not looking at the terrifying palm.
She is going to die...
But just when that hand was about to grab the little girl's head, an unexpected scene happened.
"Are you sure that's Team Lin?" In a mountain forest, Fang Shiming looked at a young man digging out a bird's nest and asked with some uncertainty.
"Uh...that's right. Judging by his appearance, it's definitely him." Li Leping said hesitantly.
"How about we call him?" At this time, Wei Jing suggested.
Hearing Wei Jing's proposal, Fang Shiming and Li Leping nodded, thinking it was feasible, so they both looked at Wei Jing without saying a word.
But the message was very clear, let Wei Jing call.
Wei Jing looked at the two people who were a little silent. He touched his face and was speechless: "Okay, I'll just go and call you."
Wei Jing said something, and then looked towards the still The young man there who was concentrating on digging out the bird's nest shouted: "Captain Lin, what are you doing? Do you need our help?"
Li Leping:...
Fang Shiming:...
The two of them looked at Wei Jing as if they were looking at a wise man.
"What's wrong? Did I shout by mistake?" Feeling the changes in their eyes, Wei Jing was a little confused.
Li Leping and Fang Shiming turned around, not to see Wei Jing, but to see the young man's reaction. If there was a reaction, it should be Lin Qian.
As Wei Jing's shout appeared in the mountains and forests, Lin Qian frowned, and two keywords quickly appeared in his mind, Gui Cha and Wei Jing.
Lin Qian turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound. There were three people standing under a big tree. Seeing these three people, three names appeared in Lin Qian's mind.
"Wei Jing, Li Leping, Fang Shiming?" Lin Qian muttered their names.
Hearing his name from Lin Qian's mouth, Wei Jing and the others were a little silent. Fang Shiming wiped his face and was a little silent.
"Holy shit, this guy is really Lin Qian..." Fang Shiming felt a little numb.
Looking at Lin Qian's appearance just now, he was no different from a fool, digging out a bird's nest...
Fang Shiming didn't want to talk anymore.
Lin Qian jumped down from the tree. The two-meter tree was not that high...
"The situation is a bit complicated. My memory is very confused now, and the time for me to have complete thinking is very short. Let me tell you what happens next. Things to do. "
Lin Qian's eyes became normal, and the thoughts that had temporarily recovered from seeing Wei Jing and the others were quickly disappearing. He didn't have much time.
“First of all, you have to take me to this dynasty Kyoto as soon as possible and find Prince Ping’s Mansion. The Starving Ghost is there. After finding the Starving Ghost, just let me in. Only in this way, the number in my mind Only the majestic memories have room to store."
"Then we found the Cunning Bride..."
"Wait, who are you?"
Lin Qian, who was talking, had doubts in his eyes before he finished speaking.
Wei Jing and the other three looked at each other in confusion.
"Uh... according to you, your memory is too small now to hold so much memory? Do you need to starve yourself to expand the memory?" Fang Shiming thought for a while and used an easy-to-understand answer. Use a metaphor to explain Lin Qian's current situation.
Hearing Fang Shiming's inquiry, Lin Qian was a little confused. He lowered his head and thought about what the memory was. After thinking about it, he touched the black rope on his wrist.
Coldness emerged, and three key words appeared in Lin Qian's mind, nightmare, starving ghost, and strange bride...
"By the way, I almost forgot that I still have to find my wife and starving ghost." Lin Qian Zi said something to himself, then turned and walked towards the official road.
Fang Shiming watched Lin Qian go from being sober at first to being confused and then looking determined about his goal. He was completely silent.
"So, Captain Lin is now useless?" Fang Shiming said.
"It seems like this, at least until Team Lin gets the Starving Ghost again." Li Leping said.
Then he shouted to Lin Qian in front: "Captain Lin, the way to find the Strange Bride and the Starving Ghost is this way, you are going the wrong way!"
When the young man in front heard this, Without hesitation, he turned around and changed direction, continuing to walk forward.
Li Leping was silent when he saw this scene, not only the other two of him were also silent.
"Did he lose his mind and lose his ability to distinguish between east, west and north?" Fang Shiming looked at Lin Qian who had changed directions but was still walking in the opposite direction and asked.
"That's probably right." Wei Jing said.
The cool mountain breeze blew by, and the three of them watched Lin Qian walking away among the mountains and forests.
“We all understand what Captain Lin just said. The Starving Ghost is in Daqian Kyoto, so we have to bring Captain Lin to the Starving Ghost so that he can regain the Starving Ghost and return to normal. In this way Only then do we have a chance to go back," Li Leping said, looking at Lin Qian's back with his eyes twinkling slightly.
"In this case, Wei Jing, please try and see if you can use Guixi to lead Team Lin on his way. He is not as scary as before. You should be able to do it." Fang Shiming heard Li Leping's words and thought for a while. Said to Wei Jing; "If Captain Lin is allowed to walk so slowly, God knows how long it will take to get to Kyoto, and he is still a road idiot."
Hearing Fang Shiming's suggestion, Wei Jing looked at Lin Qian, feeling the supernatural power on Lin Qian's body, thought for a moment, nodded and said:
"It should be okay, the ghost on Lin Qian's body is the same as the one on the wrist of Ye Zhen The sword and the looming ghost cupboard, just by looking at these, I can easily suppress the ghost cupboard and lead Captain Lin away without worrying about Captain Lin being led out by the ghost cupboard's supernatural powers."
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"In that case, let's get started. I've had enough of this poor era. Let Captain Lin recover quickly and take us back. I'm almost out of cigars." Fang Shiming touched the half cigar left in his pocket. , a little depressed.
In this era that does not exist in history, drinking alcohol is low-alcohol wine, and it is extremely unpalatable. Smoking is just dry cigarettes, not to mention the taste. Anyway, he is not used to smoking those things. .
And in this era, it's pitch black at night, and you can't see any lights at all. Only the big cities are brightly lit.
But this is not good-looking either. I thought it was pretty good at first, but after watching it for a long time, it just became like that.
"Well, let's get started. You guys go first. I'll take Captain Lin with me and I'll come later." Wei Jing said.
Hearing what Wei Jing said, Fang Shiming nodded and without any hesitation, he turned into a dark wind and blew away into the distance.
Li Leping did not leave immediately. He thought that Kyoto was only a momentary thing, and it would be very fast to rush away from other people's memories.
"Wei Jing, be careful of that strange bride. Although she is not a real entity, she is still very dangerous." Li Leping looked at Lin Qian not far away, with a looming red shadow in his eyes.
"Understood, I will pay attention." Wei Jing's expression became solemn. He knew the horror of the mysterious bride very well. When he met the mysterious bride, if she did not attract ghosts, he could suppress her. But if he attracts ghosts, he will lose consciousness for just a moment and then be controlled by the Cunning Bride.
His consciousness is as fragile as a ghost's ghost.
"Okay, I'll leave first. I'll wait for you in Kyoto." Li Leping said, and then his body began to become transparent until he completely disappeared into the air.
It was most convenient for Li Leping to travel. After he controlled the ghost in his memory, he was almost on the same path as Shen Lin.
Before, he used Guixi to rush on the road, just to guide them.
Looking at Li Leping disappearing, Wei Jing turned around and walked in the direction of Lin Qian. Darkness appeared and rushed towards Lin Qian quickly. The current ghosts are very scary and can suppress 110 As a fierce ghost, it is easy for him to suppress a ghost closet.
Although he is still weak, he can still do what he can. When he can suppress 300 ghosts, he will no longer be weak.
Coldness emerged, and unknown things rushed towards Lin Qian. Feeling this familiar supernatural feeling, Lin Qian's eyes instantly narrowed. He looked at the ghostly place with deep thoughts in his eyes.
"Hurry up, I feel like my thinking is going to stop." Lin Qian muttered to himself.
"Yes, Captain Lin." Wei Jing's voice came from the darkness, answering Lin Qian's murmur.
Darkness swept across Lin Qian and headed towards Daqian Kyoto, where everything would begin. (End of this chapter)