"The death of the demon witch is so satisfying!"
"What a wonderful death! This person has done all kinds of evil, and everyone will find it and kill him!"
"It's also a shame that Lord Beiheng took the lead this time. If it hadn't been for him, our Tianyang Sect would have suffered heavy losses!"
"You deserve it! That witch dared to sneak into the Yuqing Palace and kill Beihengjun's master, Master Yiqing. She was so insane!"
"Ren Yiqing is highly virtuous and respected. Who dares to say that he has not been favored by him? Lord Beiheng killed her with one sword. Haha, I'm afraid she won't even be able to turn into a devil now!"
A handful of real fire burned the palaces of the Demon Palace to ashes. The righteous monks were in dire straits after a great battle. The Demon Realm suffered heavy losses. The little demons around them died and fled. The once most prosperous ghostland They have all become a purgatory-like existence.
Gu Yanzhi stood in front of the cliff of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave with the Powang Sword still dripping with blood. His white clothes were soaked in blood. His long and tall figure swayed and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. The bun on his head fell apart. Her long hair hung on her cheeks.
There were gusts of sinister wind at the bottom of the Ten Thousand Demons' Cave, and the demon girl's body was cut off by his sword. She fell at the bottom of the Ten Thousand Demons' Cave with no way of survival.
Gu Yanzhi stood up again with his long sword, his shaky back was surrounded by people from the Righteous Path, and everyone was cheering for the victory that severely damaged the Demon Realm.
And after those few months, a plain white hand suddenly pressed on the edge of the cliff where it was said that no one had ever survived.
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Sixteen years later.
Daxia Kingdom, Sun Mansion.
The sky tonight seems to be much gloomier than usual. The two paths in front of the gate of Sun Mansion are covered with white circles of paper money. Soul-attracting pans are hung on the eaves everywhere. The white cloth strips every few steps are blown by the cold wind. , hit the person directly in the face.
There were no pedestrians on the road at this time, and the surrounding shops had closed before dusk. The incident in the Sun Mansion had already disturbed the surrounding area. Chang'an Street, which was usually quite lively at night, was now completely silent. .
Suddenly, there was a "crunch-crunch-" sound from the end of the road, and a woman covered in black robes was seen pushing a wheelchair and slowly walking over with paper money all over the floor.
There was also a sick man sitting on the wheelchair. He was too far away to see his face clearly, and he could only vaguely distinguish a man and a woman.
The woman in black said: "Master, I didn't tell you that you didn't come in this beautiful clear day, but you walked out of the house slowly when the sky was dark and the ground was dark. Look, it's almost midnight!"
"The evil has started at this time. The Sun Mansion is not at peace these days. Isn't this just trying to find trouble?"
Bingyangzi was wearing a lake blue dress, which looked soft and smooth. It made her already pale face even paler. The material for the dress was first-class imperial fabric. She must be a young lady from a wealthy family. .
Hearing this, Bingyangzi raised his eyes and glanced sideways at her, and said quietly: "You are the master and I am the master?"
He clearly looked half-dead, but his glare was still the same as before. The scalp of the woman in black was numb when he stared at her.
"You are." said Nuonuo, the woman in black.
Bingyangzi unfolded the folding fan in his hand with a "pop" sound and said, "Sun Mansion? Is it the mansion of the Tingwei Sun Zhen?"
"Exactly." The woman in black replied, "Sun Zhen has done all the bad things, so he deserves to die, but -"
While the two of them were talking, they had already reached the gate of Sun Mansion. The woman in black said in surprise: "Hey, what a heavy Yin energy! Isn't this about to turn into a Li Qing ghost?"
"Master, is Old Man Li really here?"
Bingyangzili didn't want to pay attention to her.
The woman in black stepped forward and kicked open the door of Sun Mansion, then turned around and bent down to carry the sick man and the wheelchair across the threshold.
As soon as the two of them stood still inside the door, there was a "bang" and the door closed automatically.
The woman in black grabbed the door knocker on the front of the shop, her hands wrapped in a circle of purple air. She took a deep breath and pulled hard, veins burst out on her forehead, but the door still didn't move at all.
The woman in black scratched her head: "How weird!"
"Can't you be surprised?" Seeing that the woman in black didn't come to push her, the patient had no choice but to lower her arms and help herself. She said while rocking the wheelchair, "Did you smell any yin on the street we just came from? "
"No." The woman in black shook her head, jumped over and took over the task of pushing the wheelchair. After a while, she patted her forehead and said suddenly, "That's it!"
"All the Yin Qi in the surrounding areas has been drained out and gathered in Sun's Mansion. Someone may have set up a Yin Gathering Formation inside. No wonder the Yin Qi is so heavy!"
"I'm afraid it won't stop." Bingyangzi looked around. Just after passing the outer courtyard, the main room was dark and only the main room was bright. She paused and said, "Are all the people in the Sun family dead?"
There was no one blocking the way on the way here just now. The Sun Mansion is so big that if it wasn't for their own means, most of the people who came in for the first time would have gotten lost several times.
"There should be a wife, a legitimate son, a daughter-in-law, three grandchildren, and three concubines. A total of nine people are still alive. This huge house doesn't even have a servant!" The woman in black counted her fingers. After counting them, they said "weird".
"Go to the main room and have a look." Bingyangzi pointed his folding fan towards the brightly lit room.
You can still vaguely hear the conversation inside, and you can only hear it clearly when you get closer.
A woman said: "If it doesn't work, the worst I can do is dig a hole in this house. Let's go out first!"
Another woman shouted: "No! No! If this house is gone, how will our grandparents and grandchildren live!"
A man said: "Mom! It's better than us all dying here!"
Another man said: "Junior sister, we have no choice but to do this - if only Master and the others were here!"
After a muffled sound of "Bang——", no one spoke anymore, only a burst of crying, a woman and a child.
Bingyangzi made a rough calculation, and after adding the three people lying down, there were two more people.
The woman in black stepped forward and kicked the door open, revealing the scene inside:
The black coffin was placed in the center, with soul-calling pans on both sides. Underneath lay two women with blue and black faces. No chest heaving was seen, which was probably a sign of danger. Looking up, white lanterns were hung on the beams, and the windows were covered with quilts. It was sealed, and there was a row of candles placed on the table below. The main room was big, but it was a little cramped with eleven people squeezed in at once.
The people inside are all wearing white clothes, with white strips tied on their foreheads, and wearing linen and mourning. Only the two of them were dressed very differently, one male and one female. Their belts and skirts were moon white, and cloud patterns could be seen vaguely on their sleeves.
The man wore a sword on his waist, with a long tassel hanging from the end of the sword; the woman was particularly strange, holding a white spear in her hand. The material looked like the bones of some creature, and there was something faintly flowing on it, revealing something extraordinary. , a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and her lips were extremely pale.
The person who just said that he wanted to tear a hole into this house was probably this person. Thinking about the last words he just heard, it seems that the relationship between this man and woman must be a disciple of some immortal sect.
Seeing that the door of the room was wide open, the people inside were all happy, and even the woman holding the spear had a glimmer of light in her eyes.
Suddenly everyone inside shouted: "Don't-"
"Squeak-" The door was slammed shut again, and the red candlelight by the window flickered, reflecting the length and width of the figures inside.
The woman in black turned around and put the sick man down together with the wheelchair.
"What are you doing here?!" The spear woman's face turned red with anger.
"Why can't we come in?" The woman in black crossed her arms and raised her brows.
The woman with the spear pointed her spear and said angrily: "The door has obviously been opened!"
"Yes, I kicked him away." The woman in black nodded.
The woman with the spear almost came up in one breath and almost carried it on her back.
The man who claimed to be his senior brother had a good appearance, with red lips and white teeth, and a face as beautiful as a crown jewel. He looked young but spoke in a mature and gentle manner.
He took a step forward to protect his junior sister behind him, clasped his hands in his fists, and said: "I am a disciple of Yuqing Palace, Shen Ze. This is my junior sister Wen Ruxi. The two of us have been entrusted by His Majesty to come to resolve the matter in the Sun Mansion. I don't know. Bit……"
He took a step back, his expression gentle and his eyes wary.
The woman in black was unmoved and said to herself: "Wen Ruxi? Are you the emperor's sister, the eldest princess of the dynasty? It doesn't look like..." How about that.
The sick man covered his lips and coughed softly. The woman in black immediately fell silent, rolled her eyes, and then shook her head and said: "My master is the daughter of Li Yu, the Taiwei of the dynasty..."
"Are you Mo Qingyu?" Wen Ruxi's eyes moved.
This Mo Qing was said to be the daughter of Taiwei Li Yu, but in fact she was just Li Yu's distant niece. He had no children in his life, so he adopted this woman into his name. He took her in at the age of three and raised her in the house since she was a child. Now she is sixteen. Years have passed, but this person has never left the house, so no one in the capital except the Li family has seen her face.
When they met today - Wen Ruxi glanced at the other person's wheelchair and thought to herself, it's no wonder she never goes out.
The information about Mo Qing and Wen Ruxi only knew about the other person's life experience, and knew nothing about the rest.
Now that I see such a sick person coming here, she is really as big as the other.
Even for the sake of her still young brother, she had to take Mo Qing and An An out, otherwise Li Yu would not let it go.
"Exactly." Mo Qing shook her folding fan and nodded slightly. She turned her head and tapped the fan on the waist of the woman in black, "Jiang Si went to check - I usually tell you to eat more walnuts, but you don't listen."
As she spoke, she rolled her wheelchair to the woman who was kneeling on the ground.
Jiang Si was stunned on the spot, and it took him a while to realize what he was doing. He hurriedly caught up and asked, "Master, are you calling me stupid?"
Mo Qing didn't even look at her, he just lowered his head and said to the old woman: "Are you Sun Zhen's wife, Mrs. Han?"
"Yes, yes, yes -" Mrs. Han nodded hurriedly. They were all people in the court. How could she not know the name of one of the three princes, Li Yu? When she heard that the person in front of her was actually Li Yu's most precious daughter, she could only I feel like a savior has arrived.
"I wonder, General Li is outside?"
Mo Qingyu was puzzled. According to the hexagram, Li Yu should be in the Sun Mansion, but when he looked at Mr. Han, he looked like he didn't know at all. He pursed his lips and said, "Not here."
The fire in Han's eyes extinguished immediately. She was considered a wealthy lady, and she fell to the ground crying with snot and tears.
"Why am I so miserable! Sun Zhen, you old man, if you still have any conscience at all, let your children and grandchildren go!"
"Why do you still want your children and grandchildren to be buried with you?!"
The woman's cry was simply more annoying than the demonic voice filling her brain.
Mo Qing said, "Stop crying."
"..."
How could a person in despair pay any attention to what she said.
Even Sun Zhen's only son, Sun Wei, huddled in a corner with his wife and children in his arms. He was considered a scholar, but he was shaking like chaff in a panic.
Only the two disciples from Yuqing Palace over there were a little better. They were able to stand by themselves without crying or screaming.
"How long have you been locked up here?" Mo Qing simply spoke to these two people.
It was Wen Ruxi who replied: "Three whole days."
Mo Qing pointed to the coffin and said, "He has been dead for a few days."
Wen Ruxi counted with her fingers and said, "Today happens to be the seventh day."
Mo Qingyu's face darkened, his intuition was not good.
As expected, Jiang Si had already searched the room, and now he was standing on the half-man-high coffin, shouting: "Master, I don't know who is using vicious methods. The Yin Gathering Formation is actually carved on this person." on the body."
She yelled again: "What idiot actually put a soul-soothing charm on it!"
A sudden gust of wind blew out the candlelight in the room. The wind blew Jiang Si's footing unsteadily, and she was suddenly thrown to the ground. She covered her buttocks and kept saying "ouch" and "ouch".
The old woman was so frightened by this sudden change that she lost her voice.
Mo Qing and Shen Chen took out a breath and sighed: "It's time..."
