When Xu Huaigu was talking to a man named Kong Xiong, Zuo Qiuxun had been examining this sloppy man.
Compared with those who were born with swords like Zuo Qiuxun and Xu Huaigu, the broken method and first-level cultivation are nothing short of a world of difference.
But Zuo Qiuxun was still a little interested in this man, mainly because of the charlatanism in the man.
Zuo Qiuxun suddenly spoke up, his voice clear: "Then you came to Lucheng not to eat hot pot, but what on earth are you here for?" The man was startled by Zuo Qiuxun's pleasant voice. When he looked at the source of the sound, his heartbeat could not help but speed up. many.
He had only glanced at the woman briefly before and thought she was pretty. When he took another look at her now, he felt even more stunning.
Zuo Qiu looked for a man with green hair like a waterfall, and white clothes that were as white as snow, so he sat on the side. The eyelashes trembled slightly, and a pair of narrow red phoenix eyes looked at the man, clear and lively, giving people a refreshing and neat feeling.
The man looked at it several times before he suddenly realized that he had lost a lot of face. He quickly turned his eyes and looked at Xu Huaigu apologetically, then said a little timidly: "I came here because of the haunting in Lucheng. "Originally, the man thought that he came here to kill ghosts. He thought that when he said this sentence with great momentum in front of a group of people, he would definitely make the swordsman named Xu admire him extremely.
But for some reason, Zuo Qiuxun looked at him and made him feel guilty. He said these words intermittently, without any confidence at all.
Zuo Qiu The death was extremely tragic, and I couldn't let go of it, so I decided to take a trip." Zuo Qiu Xun nodded and asked, "Just you and this knife in your hand?" The man felt even more guilty after being asked this question, and he actually became obedient: " This knife is a good knife, and I happen to know some sword skills, so it shouldn't be a problem to kill some brats." He carefully glanced at Zuo Qiuxun again, and said disappointedly: "Girl, do you look down on my weak cultivation?" Zuo Qiu He scooped up a bowl, raised it to his mouth, and said, "I'll give you a bowl." Then Zuo Qiu Xun raised his head and put a large bowl of wine into his mouth, leaving not a drop of wine left.
The man hesitated for a while before reacting, and said in surprise: "Thank you, girl, for your praise, I'll do it too!" After a bowl of wine, the man became more and more happy, and laughed and said: "It's rare to meet someone who can think highly of me. I made a lot of money today!" Xu Huaigu looked at Zuo Qiuxun's actions and felt very proud in his heart. When he looked at Huang Shanzhi, his face was full of admiration.
Huang Shan used the words of the Heart Lake to knock Xu Huaigu and said proudly: "Look, I am a wild cultivator. I am not embarrassed, am I?" Xu Huaigu also laughed and replied: "Indeed, this man is a magnanimous person." Xu Huaigu suddenly said: " Brother Kong, since we are talking so much tonight, why don't you come with us to eat meat and drink wine?" The man patted Xu Huaigu on the shoulder and said, "Haha, I have been waiting for your words for a long time!" Then, the man directly stretched out his hand, Tear open a big piece of venison and tuck into it.
Everyone looked at each other and smiled, drank with chopsticks, and ate venison with Kong Xiong. They were very happy.
In an ordinary small mountain town, on a cold winter night, a group of people were talking and laughing. Although there was a huge gap between their realm and circumstances, it did not hinder the pleasant conversation.
Although this inn is small, there is some big imagery in it. ...Outside of Lucheng, the Lushui River flows quietly. The dark night as thick as ink envelopes the river, reflecting it into the strange black color of obsidian.
The moon was pale, shining on the river, as if ashes were floating on the river, revealing an indescribable strangeness.
By the Lushui River, there are a few deer eating the green grass by the river, waving their ears from time to time. When they feel thirsty, they will walk a few steps to drink some river water, which is very comfortable.
Suddenly, several fawns seemed to be frightened. They all raised their ears and looked around in horror.
A gust of wind blew by the river, and several deer suddenly screamed. The screams broke the dead silence of the night, and then they immediately ran away in all directions.
But before the deer could even take a few steps, it turned into a pool of blood in the wind, was carried into the Lushui River, and then rushed downstream.
The blood was quickly washed away by the Lushui River. The moonlight by the river was still weak, and the night was still dead, as if nothing had happened.
An old Taoist priest wearing black robes appeared by the river, squinting his eyes and looking at the mountains in the distance. The old Taoist priest didn't know what kind of Taoist priest he was. The Taoist robe turned out to be a strange black color. He held a black and red wind chime in one hand, and the other hand kept stroking the wide sleeves of the Taoist robe.
The old Taoist priest carefully picked up the wind chime, put it in front of his eyes and stroked it twice, looking very fond of it.
He shook the wind chime twice, and the wind chime made a sharp sound. The sound was not the crisp sound that a wind chime should have, but a howl like a ghost crying, which hurt the eardrums.
The wind chimes rang, and where the deer died, some black souls appeared out of thin air, and then got into the wind chimes.
The wind chime turned blood red at this moment, immediately emitting a blood red light, and then turned into an unpretentious black again, and was hidden in the sleeves of the old Taoist priest again.
The old Taoist priest frowned, looking very dissatisfied, and said to himself: "It is too slow to repair the wind chimes by devouring the souls of beasts, and it is far not as fast as human beings." He stood here quietly, watching. Toward the river bank.
A person appeared again by the river. The person was dressed in a large red dress, but it still couldn't cover her bulging belly. She was a woman who had been pregnant for a long time.
She was walking by the river wearing a pair of gold embroidered shoes, but the mud on the riverside did not stain the shoes at all.
The old Taoist priest looked at the woman, smiled sinisterly, and said, "How are things going on over there? Is Lucheng still under control?" The woman replied, "It was within the plan, but there was just a little accident. Some people saw it, so I had to kill them to silence them. But don't worry, those are just small people and don't matter. On your side, the officials in Lucheng have contacted the county and are preparing to send monks down to investigate this matter. What are you going to do about it?" The old Taoist priest disagreed: "Don't worry, even those monks who are just making a living can control us? I'm already monitoring the movements in the county. If any monks come, I will definitely handle it. Don't worry. I know you always think carefully about things. How did you do with those dead people?" The woman smiled contemptuously and said, "Of course we have taken care of it. The death of those people definitely looks like ordinary ghosts causing trouble, so the county sent The monks who come down will not be too high in cultivation." The old Taoist nodded with satisfaction and said with admiration: "You are still you, even after so many years of death, you are still so smart." There was undisguised sarcasm in his admiration.
As if she heard something that touched the bottom line, the woman's face suddenly turned cold: "Shut up and don't mention this matter again, otherwise don't blame me for turning against you!" The old Taoist priest smiled casually and was noncommittal.
The woman said dissatisfied: "Then we agreed on the deal before. I will use the ghost elixir to help your blood wind chime return to the level of an immortal weapon, and you will help the child in my belly to reincarnate and find the afterlife, but it is still the last thing. ?" The old Taoist priest said: "It counts, of course it counts, but the prerequisite is that you have to achieve the ghost elixir. At your current speed, how many days will it take to refine the entire Lucheng?" The woman said: " It can be done in about three days, four days at the latest. When I advance to the fifth realm, I will definitely be able to achieve the ghost elixir!" The old Taoist curled his lips and said, "I can't care about that. I only want the ghost elixir. It’s up to you to decide what method you want.” The woman said, “Okay, I hope you won’t break your promise.” The old Taoist priest smiled and said, “How can I break my promise? I always do what I say. The ghost fetus left in your belly is also true. Only through my blood wind chime can we transform. We are now grasshoppers on the same rope, helping each other." The woman seemed a little guilty and murmured: "If it weren't for this poor child, how could I have done this? This kind of thing comes up." The old Taoist priest perfunctoryly said to her: "I know you are forced to have no choice, there is no need to blame yourself, just do a good job in Lucheng first. Your death is so unjust, don't you have any hatred for those people? Go ahead and kill, there are too many evil things in the world. If you kill a city, you are no worse than those who only killed one person." The woman was silent, walked into the woods by the river, and then went to Lucheng, continuing Go and set up the formation for the Deer City Sacrifice.
She suddenly appeared at the gate of Lucheng City, and then walked silently through the streets of Lucheng, which were as deserted and deserted as ever.
Ever since she ruthlessly killed a few people who were wandering the streets at night, the whole city no longer dared to let anyone out at night.
The wind seemed to be particularly strong tonight, causing the woman's red dress to fly wildly. She glanced at this sleeping town in a blink of an eye, with mixed emotions.
Although the people in Kanshu La City knew that it was haunted, they thought that as long as they stayed home at night, they would not be in danger. However, little did they know that the entire city was in danger.
Women are people with stories. She is a ghost, and her cultivation level is not low. She doesn't want to mention the past, but she went through a long period of suffering before she finally stood out among the ghosts. The difficulty was self-evident.
When she was killed and dying, the child in her belly also died with her, and was cast under a spell. Like her, she would not have an afterlife and could only exist in the world as a ghost.
And her only purpose was to let her child re-enter reincarnation, so she made a deal with the ghost cultivator in Taoist robes, and used her ghost elixir to help the old Taoist priest's blood wind chime return to the immortal army. The Taoist priest then used wind chimes to help her child undergo transformation.
The old Taoist priest was a ghost cultivator and the most vicious. In order to repair the blood wind chime, he killed countless people. But there is a limit to the monk's killing after all. He was also afraid of contaminating the cause and effect of heaven and earth, so he made a deal with the female ghost, letting the female ghost bear the cause and effect of the murder for him, and then used the ghost elixir of the female ghost to repair the wind chime. Come and you'll be safe.
A woman sometimes blames herself. She feels that what she did was wrong, but the unborn child in her belly makes her cruel again and again.
As the old Taoist priest said, there is really nothing interesting in the world. She is used to all kinds of shabby things.
Since she was not at fault, but she still suffered misfortune, then don't blame her for being cruel. The woman's face gradually became resolute, her steps were steady, and she continued to set up the formation at each formation.
She made up her mind. This city should be regarded as a memorial for her child's reincarnation.
