Nanami spread her limbs and hung them on the terrifying tombstone. The appearance of this unknown power made Nanami realize that all this was not just pretending to be a ghost...
"Ah! Ah!!!"
Suddenly, Monk Nanhai screamed again, as if his eyes were pierced by the sharp claws of an evil spirit. A hole appeared in Monk Nanhai's eye socket, and blood poured out of his eyes, covering the entire right side of his face!
When the monks saw that Qihai had lost an eye inexplicably, they were so frightened that they trembled.卐 ?卐?小§卍??说网`
But it was useless to shake the rope. One after another, screams came from the mouths of these monks. Their wails almost reached the bottom of the mountain, which made everyone's hair stand on end.
The monks covered their right eyes, and blood overflowed from between their fingers. Starting from Nanami who was hanging there, the monks had their right eyes poked out one after another, including the old monk who had already accepted the sanction. He was The only one who didn't cry was pale and sitting there in the cross-legged position enduring the pain, while the other monks were already rolling on the ground, their bodies covered in blood!
"What's the use of keeping a right eye that can't tell right from wrong?" A cold voice floated down from the sky and reached everyone's ears.
The monks cowered in fear, and some even kowtowed and begged for mercy. They all heard it. This was the voice of Narahara Sora. Narahara Sora was obviously dead, but everyone heard his voice. Isn't this the evil ghost asking for his life? , He is here for revenge, he must be here for revenge!
"It is meaningless to keep a right ear that only hears rumors and cannot hear the truth. 卍卍? Novel Network``-`-,-" Narahara Sora's ghostly voice sounded again.
Hearing these words, all the monks' right ears twitched. Even though nothing had happened, they felt the severe stinging pain in their eyes also shot through their right ears!
"ah!!!!"
Sure enough, starting from the monk Nanhai who was hung on the tombstone, his bloody right ear was torn off. The sound made all the monks feel like they had fallen into the Abi Hell.
One after another, all the monks of Yanming Temple, including the abbot Xinyu, had their right ears pulled off. The pain in their right eyes had not been relieved even half a minute, and the unbearable pain was coming from their right ears. At this moment, they He even hoped that Narahara Sora would directly take their lives and not torture them like this.
"There's no point keeping a hand that only knows how to add insult to injury but doesn't know how to help!" Narahara Sora's voice had completely turned into pain.
Having already been punished twice, once they knew what would happen next, their fear and despair turned into incoherent cries and begging for mercy. They did not want to suffer the third time. They were already using all their strength to punish them. I regret it! !
"Please, Yuan... Yuankong... everything is our fault, stop torturing... torturing everyone like this.??," The old monk was sweating profusely. His willpower was amazing, and he was the only one who could speak normally. A monk.
The other monks were already rolling on the floor, crying for their father and mother, especially Nanami who was hanging on the tombstone. At this moment, pain and fear were mixed together, and she had become incontinent.
"Repentance can't buy you a fresh life!" A cold voice came out.
The old monk felt that the voice was near him. He slowly raised his head and vaguely saw a man wearing black monk robes standing in front of him with his left eye.
The old monk looked shocked, because what he saw was Nara Sora! !
Is it possible that I can see ghosts only if I lose my right eye? ?
Narahara walked slowly towards the tombstone. He stood in front of Nanami with a strange smile.
On the tombstone plate, there are two red demons. They look like evil demons from Buddhist scriptures and ancient scrolls that punish the world. They have horns on their foreheads, red faces and fangs, their hands are half hooked into claws, and their feet have iron rings!
It was these two demons that were punishing them. At this moment, one demon was holding down Nanami's body, and the other demon had already grabbed Nanami's right arm, obviously trying to break his arm in pieces! !
"Stop!! Narahara Sora."
Just when the old monk was at a loss, an iron-like voice came from another place.
The old monk had a vague impression of this voice. It seemed to be the personality of those young people staying overnight!
Narahara Sora slowly turned around, staring at Ai Jiangtu with those strange gray-black eyes.
He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled coldly at Ai Jiangtu: "You want to meddle in other people's business... Oh, I forgot that you don't understand Japanese."
"Originally, the matter between you and Miyata is very sympathetic, but your act of using a vessel to steal other people's souls and cultivate them into evil spirits, and then curse them for revenge, is even more hateful!" Ai Jiangtu faced the cursed blood map. Nei said.
"If you want to stop me, just go ahead. Unfortunately, you can't see me at all..." Narahara said disdainfully.
Ai Jiangtu's heart sank. Narahara Sora was right. He actually couldn't see Narahara Sora at all. He could only judge the general location of Narahara Sora from the miserable condition of these monks and the sounds floating down.
"you give me……"
"ah!!!!!"
Before Ai Jiangtu finished speaking, he heard monk Qihai's miserable scream.
Blood fell in patches, and Nanami's right hand was torn off directly. He screamed until his throat was no longer able to make a sound. His body was twitching wildly, and all the veins in his body were about to burst out!
"Asshole!!" Ai Jiangtu was furious, and an invisible force suddenly released from his body, causing everything around him to retreat.
His thoughts filled the surroundings, and objects touched by his angry thoughts even turned into pieces.
This Narahara Sora is more ruthless than imagined!
"Narahara Sora, Narahara Sora!!!"
At the mountain path, Mo Fan's shout came from behind Ai Jiangtu. Ai Jiangtu looked back and saw that Mo Fan was running from the mountain path with blood-colored boots. His whole body was like a rampaging wild beast, covered in smoke and dust. Roll on!
Mo Fan rushed to the edge of the Cursed Blood Map, and he saw Narahara Sora in front of the Cursed Blood Map, wearing a monk's robe that was different from that day!
"Narahara Sora, I didn't expect you to be such a monk!"
"When I first chatted with you, I thought you were an upright bald donkey with your own bottom line. Who would have thought that you would be so heartless and crazy, using utensils to maintain a memory where you thought the whole world would pity you, and you would put yourself It turned into this evil spirit that is neither human nor ghost. When Miyata died, you still didn’t let her go and drove her soul to harm others. You shameless, vicious, dirty, selfish, cruel and despicable person Monk, hurry up and go to hell, you will never be able to escape!" Mo Fan was already filled with anger, he pointed at Narahara Sora and cursed out loud.
