Yin Guihong's escape from the Tengu Tomb was worthy of She Ji's special trip to see him.
If possible, Yin Guihong doesn't want to recall this unpleasant past. The annoying snake demon has an unpleasant face as always. You can't tell whether he is smiling or not, and you can't tell whether he is laughing at you. His tolerance for things around him seems to be getting lower and lower. Except for She Ji, this guy really deserves to be hated. Maybe it has something to do with himself.
He is indeed stronger than before. When he was a child, he had difficulty moving. When he was pointed at by his neighbors on the street and teased and ridiculed by their children, he felt aggrieved and more unwilling to do so. He secretly thought that if he had the ability, he would make these people look good. But when he really stood up again, he didn't care anymore. He walked past those guys in a swagger alone, and the astonishment in their eyes made him feel happy. He had truthfully told his brother and sister about this mentality. Those two were smart people, and it wasn't unusual to reply to him. As the saying goes, "a barking dog never bites", although it doesn't sound good, it is very clear between Yin Guihong and the brat in the neighborhood, who barks happily and who has the ability to bite.
When he is truly capable, he will see more and know more. At that time, he didn't bother to argue with the mob. Yin Guihong understood this truth when he was very young.
But...that was only when I was very young.
Now he can't feel that feeling anymore. Hasn't he become stronger? Abandoning his identity as a human being, he became a monster different from ordinary people, holding a unique magic weapon in his hand. But he was not satisfied at all, his desire did not expand, and he was at a loss on both ends. His wish is still simple: revenge, nothing else. Even if he loses his life for this revenge, he will not hesitate - it is better to say this.
But why can't he be happy? When She Ji saw him, she said something like this. As if he was deliberately provoking, he received an unexpectedly sharp look. She Ji was very satisfied with the success of his prank and smiled, which equally disgusted Yin Guihong. Why did he just dislike this guy? Rather, the monsters in Death Shadow Pavilion are not normal. But in the final analysis, this group of people who have no more interactions with him should not be able to provoke his opinions.
The satisfaction of becoming stronger, and the self-confidence that doesn't bother competing with small things. These two were so precious that they became his most cherished wish. It shouldn't, it shouldn't... Is it because I'm not strong enough?
Yes, it must be. He has seen Wuyonglan's magic and tricks, Kanna-kun's magic power and martial arts...even the Onmyoji who looks like an ordinary person but holds Fengyun Slash, as well as several monster friends around him , all showed extraordinary strength. The most important thing is the phantom of Maharaja who briefly resurrected from the magic circle. He couldn't imagine how its body wreaked havoc on the earth a thousand years ago, and how Kanna-kun... killed it.
He has a deeper understanding of power. Even to some extent, he should be lucky enough to escape death. Kanna-kun didn't use 10% of the strength to deal with Mahuluojia. Is it his kindness or his contempt?
Yin Guihong didn't care. All he knew was that he was too far behind.
It should be said that She Ji came at the right time, although he did not want to see this monster. There seems to be another evil angel beside him, a new evil angel. Yin Guihong didn't care, but She Ji always talked too much and talked a lot about the spider demon. Of course She Ji had a plan, but he was just pretending to be stupid. When he mentioned "memories of past lives", Yin Guihong felt a subtle displeasure in his heart. That Gu Technique - the Gu Technique that could control the Tengu, used his blood.
This kind of blood solidified in time and space, and was transmitted to the present that no one dared to imagine at that time.
She Ji brought power: the power of the Tengu.
The Tengu who once took orders from Tang He did not return to the Tengu Tomb after his death. He figured this out in the Southern Kingdom. On behalf of the Death Shadow Pavilion, She Ji gave him a small reminder - the reason may be out of admiration that he actually came back from the Tengu Tomb alive. He doesn't care, he only cares about whether the information from the Shadow Pavilion can help him. The theme of this information is obvious, the whereabouts of the Tengu corpse.
Not hard to find. It was an inaccessible wilderness. That tengu was very smart. In order not to be discovered, it hid itself in the realm of death and life. It's not a big, famous place, just a small crack. But peeing means instability, and changes in circumstances on either side can destroy it. Over hundreds of years, that crack naturally disappeared, but the bones luckily remained in the world. What's even more fortunate is that it's so inhospitable that no human being has ever found it.
Even if you find it, it doesn't matter. To today's humans or beasts, they are nothing more than weathered skeletons, worthless.
It took Yin Guihong a while to find this place. He had a more accurate understanding of his new body - endless energy, seemingly able to borrow time from sleep with demon power alone. His appetite has become too good, and the food portions in the past cannot satisfy his appetite, but he has never eaten anything good again, no matter how expensive it is. His sense of smell is more sensitive and he can even clearly identify the unique scent of each human being. His night vision has also been significantly improved and he is no longer so dependent on light sources.
He is full of energy, but often feels irritable. He walked on the wasteland for seven days and seven nights, and finally found the corpse of the tengu mentioned by the Shadow Pavilion. In the process, he almost doubted She Ji's information seventy-seven forty-nine times. Fortunately, all these efforts were not in vain. As long as he finds the corpse of the beast, supplements it with Wangui Zhi, and uses certain spells, the easy-to-use Tengu can be used by him forever. Maybe it's not as good as Wuyonglan's Nightmare Dog, but it's still good to have it. Dogs are the most loyal companions - more loyal than any human being.
Unexpectedly, he found two bodies.
How could he describe what he saw? Is it affected by geological movements or other external forces? The bones of the two corpses were intertwined, and even the ribs were intertwined. What surprised him even more was that one of them was clearly a human remains. Did the Tengu eat someone today? I'm afraid not. The human corpse was relatively complete and showed no signs of being chewed. He really couldn't understand how the tengu's mouth could swallow a person intact. If this situation cannot be explained clearly, there are only other possibilities.
He... didn't have the time to dwell on this.
The restlessness in Yin Guihong's heart could not be calmed down. He was always itching with hatred, even the roots of his teeth and fingers. If he were still an ordinary human being, this force would be enough to crush his teeth ten times and penetrate his palm a hundred times. He didn't know why he was angry, so he could only blame it on Kanna-kun, even though he felt it was far-fetched.
And when he saw the dead body of the Tengu, the irritability was not calmed down at all, and even intensified.
Today is a full moon night, and the moon was brighter than the previous two days, although the moon was clear enough at that time. The moon was so bright that not a single star could be seen. It coated the wasteland with a light silvery white, as if a heavy snow had covered everything, even though it was far from snowing. It was so quiet that I couldn't hear any sounds from small animals or even insects.
The moonlight shone on the two intertwined corpses, with tiny pearls glowing above them.
A small part of them is buried underground, and it is not easy to dig them out. But they have already reached this point, and this small problem cannot be difficult for him. He reached out and pushed aside what looked like a human bone.
The restlessness in his heart stopped - almost together with his heartbeat.
In an instant, countless images flashed through Yin Guihong's mind. Those scenes were too complex, too real, and yet not so real. Can these things be called memories? Anyway, it's not Yin Guihong's memory. There were some auditory hallucinations in my ears, as if everyone's voices were superimposed at the same time. The sound was not loud, but it was buzzing like a swarm. He waved his arms like crazy, trying to clear everything out of his mind, but to no avail.
He had a splitting headache.
The Jin Mieya on the waist seems to have noticed something unusual about the holder. It kept trembling in the scabbard, but Yin Guihong couldn't control himself and reached out to pull it out. He had a feeling that he didn't want to admit, that it might be...fear. Yes, after a brief period of deathly calm, exponential anxiety and uneasiness swept over me. He just wanted it to stop, no matter the cost.
He was afraid that he would swing the knife at him.
Soon, he was frightened by this idea, and another fear suppressed the previous one. Next, the monster's keen senses made him notice something strange behind him. He smelled a unique scent that he had never smelled when he was still human. He was amazed at his ability to remember and parse the smell.
At the same time, I was also surprised that I made a decision in an instant.
He quickly pulled out the knife on the side of his boot - the knife that belonged to the hunter, not the man in front of him.
To be precise, a short sword. The short knife pierced the visitor's palm with enough force, and the sword was pressed tightly against the palm. He stabbed it very accurately, right in the center. Even if he measured it specially, it would be difficult to be so perfect. The cold, hard, and sharp blade, the warm, soft, and delicate skin... Between the two solid states, the scarlet liquid slowly precipitated, spread, and dripped.
But the power of his whole body, dominated by his emotions, was restrained by this merely raised palm.
He stared into the other person's equally scarlet eyes.
"You should really lend me my eyes to see. Your eyes look like an out-of-control monster. Or are you already one?"
Lord Kutsutsuki suddenly grasped the blade of the dagger with all his strength, as if it didn't hurt at all, and he wasn't hurt at all. His slender fingers grasped the knife, then parted it and threw it aside. The handle of the knife collided with the corpse on the ground, making a strange sound.
Yin Guihong subconsciously took a step back. His out-of-control emotions gradually stabilized, or... he was suppressed by another powerful existence. Lord Xueyue tilted his head to the left and then to the right. He turned his hands slightly and watched the blood continuously overflowing from inside, but he was not in a hurry to heal. His burning gaze immediately struck Yin Guihong again.
"What the hell is going on?!"
Yin Guihong didn't know what he was asking. He had many questions, but couldn't explain any of them. Lord Xueyue did not move on the spot, and the silver moonlight was swallowed up by his red clothes. He raised his other hand, and a jade pendant tied by a rope fell down.
"There is no way you can retreat."
