"It's extremely rare for a person to face the wall. I didn't know that a ghost like you could be born in this Yangshen Realm." Zhao Ning said lightly, "It is said that only extremely yin places can create a chance. This place with the most people is not the most yin place. .”
The man faced the wall and was afraid of Zhao Ning. He knew everything about Zhao Ning and said, "I don't know why I am here. I have been living in a dark place. Then someone dug me out and carved me into this mansion." I just thought the family was too noisy, so I kicked them out. I really didn’t kill anyone."
Zhao Ning stared at him. There seemed to be a shadow behind this terrifying face. The shadow was a corpse embedded in the stone.
"You have your own sanity, and it was alive."
The man faced the wall and trembled slightly. He acquiesced without saying a word. Zhao Ning said again, "I don't have to kill you, but you tell me where you learned about the ancient dragon pattern."
Such ancient dragon patterns are extremely rare and must contain ancient secrets. Zhao Ning did not believe that a person who likes to collect shiny things would know the secrets of the world. As expected, Face Wall said, "In that darkness! Darkness. There is a door in the middle, and every year when Tai Chi Night is the longest, a gap will open, and there is something very scary inside. I once took a sneak peek and saw these patterns carved on the building inside the door."
Zhao Ning frowned, does this mean those buildings are relics from ancient times?
"Where is that place?"
"I...I don't know, I know that I was dug out and transported here in a daze." The person said with a trembling face to the wall, and then seemed to notice the dissatisfaction in Zhao Ning's expression, and it quickly added, "On the west side, yes, on the west side, I can feel that I am getting closer and closer to the central Tai Chi. I came from the west and went all the way to the east."
Zhao Ning stared at it. It swore several serious oaths that it had never lied.
To the west, Zhao Ning was thinking about it. He seemed to have heard Peng Xincai mention it before. On the wasteland to the west, there had been meteors falling. Is there a certain connection?
Zhao Ning paused slightly. Originally, Zhao Ning wanted to visit this place.
She raised her eyes and looked at the man facing the wall. The man facing the wall didn't understand what Zhao Ning's look meant. Zhao Ning raised his fingertips and aura gathered. It panicked and thought Zhao Ning wanted to kill it, so it quickly ran away, but Before he could get out of the screen wall, he was restrained by the spiritual light and then forcibly removed.
As soon as a person faces away from the wall, he will transform, and his body will turn into the white tiger that Zhao Ning first saw. It is a strong body, at least two feet long from the head to the tip of the tail, and more than one foot high.
The aura on his fingertips did not dissipate. When he moved again, the aura surrounded him. The white tiger instantly shrank and shrunk in the aura, until it shrank to the size of a cat. The white tiger raised its front paws in confusion, turned around, and sat down. On the ground, he looked at Zhao Ning in confusion.
A smile appeared on Zhao Ning's lips, "Although I won't kill you, your ugly appearance will cause riots if you let it out. This is just right. It's quite cute."
The white tiger shrank into a white cat, and even its face looked much smoother. Except for a few black stripes on its body, it was no different from an ordinary white cat.
The man faced the wall and secretly moved the power within his body, only to find that his figure seemed to be imprisoned by something, and there was no way to restore it to its original appearance.
He looked at Zhao Ning in surprise, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him had disappeared. He jumped up quickly, walked around the courtyard, and heard a message.
"If you kill someone one day, this imprisonment will not only imprison your body, but also completely destroy your soul and body. Don't make trouble."
"Immortal...Immortal...I won't cause trouble...Please change me into a powerful body!"
The white tiger, no, the white cat chased the sound and ran outside the abandoned mansion. It happened that the parade of Tianzun Temple statues arrived on this street, and the onlookers followed them lively.
A little girl saw the white cat squatting at the door. She ran over excitedly and reached out to touch the cat's head. The white cat subconsciously wanted to bite it, but when she thought that the immortal might be watching nearby, she immediately put away her claws. Teeth, obediently let the little girl touch them.
Touching and stroking, I felt so comfortable that I even lay down on the ground and took the initiative to expose my white and furry belly for the little girl to continue stroking, and then let out a comfortable "eye" sound.
In just a few breaths, the guy who longed for strength had completely transformed into a cute character.
Early the next morning.
It was just dawn, but Yueling City was already noisy. Many people rushed to Tianzun Temple, holding large amounts of incense to pray to Tianzun.
Tianzun Temple is located in the center of Yueling City. It covers a large area and is very popular.
But when Zhao Ning stood at the entrance of Tianzun Temple, she noticed something strange. Most of the people who came in to offer incense were women, or families accompanying women, and some older men or young men were squeezed in.
"The Tianzun Temple in Yueling City is amazing, especially that... oh, oh, oh, don't be crowded."
"What are you guys trying to rob us for? If you want to pray, go to other Tianzun temples!"
The statue of Yang Shen Tianzun in Yueling City still looks like Ye Feng. The golden body on top is the closed-eyed statue that was paraded in the street yesterday. The statue is placed on a high platform, with its legs crossed casually, and the elbow of one hand is supported on the knee. On the bed, he was leaning on his head, closing his eyes and concentrating, looking like a god but not a god.
An old woman walked in with a woman, bowed devoutly, and said very softly, "Tianzun Yang God, please bless my wife to be pregnant and give birth to a big fat boy smoothly."
The woman blushed and begged, "I hope my son is safe and healthy."
Then he kowtowed three times, but the old woman did not follow the kowtow, but just stared at the statue carefully. After kowtowing three times, the statue did not change at all.
The old woman sighed, but didn't say much. She helped the woman up and said, "The Lord will bless us."
But Zhao Ning was curious about what they were looking forward to more.
After another woman came in to pray for a child, Zhao Ning suddenly realized that this statue of Tianzun was used to pray for a child.
Zhao Ning was speechless, wondering in her heart that the avenue pursued by a genius like Ye Feng could be linked to "seeking a child". Then she thought that the three thousand avenues in the world were not something that she could fully understand with her current knowledge. .
"Girl, are you going in?"
A gray-robed old woman next to her looked at Zhao Ning doubtfully, and then smiled kindly, "Don't be sorry, although Yueling Tianzun Temple has been very good at praying for children recently, Tianzun is a god. You pray for other things, gods. It can also bless you. Or, the girl can also pray for her future children. Those who have been blessed recently will be blessed by praying for children, and they can also receive blessings from the Heavenly Lord. The spiritual roots planted in the future will definitely be high-quality spiritual roots, and they can directly become Divine.”
Another woman in dark blue clothes who came with her also smiled and said, "Did you see the fireworks yesterday? It must be the God of Heaven who appears and blesses us."
They were accompanied by a young woman with a figure like a willow and an appearance like a hibiscus. She wore a woman's bun and stood at the entrance of the Tianzun Temple, looking particularly twitchy, her cheeks flushed with red.
Seeing that Zhao Ning didn't answer, the gray-robed mother-in-law said, "If you haven't thought about it, girl, why don't you let us go first?"
Zhao Ning dodged away, and the two mothers-in-law took the woman in, and whispered to her, "You must be sincere when you pray later. Only when you pray sincerely can you get the favor of the Heavenly Lord. Maybe the Heavenly Lord will open his eyes and look at you. Then we All your wishes will come true."
The woman nodded.
Zhao Ning was about to leave, but after hearing this, he stayed where he was.
Could this statue still be able to open its eyes?
However, I saw three people prostrating sincerely. The woman knelt straight, closed her eyes, and devoutly expressed her inner expectations. After a long while, she slowly kowtowed to the statue of the God of Heaven in front of her.
At this moment, the statue slowly opened its eyes and stared at the woman.
This was originally a strange scene, but maybe it was because the cultivators of Yueling City were indistinguishable from the mortals, or maybe the gaze of the Heavenly Lord had become the most sacred symbol in everyone's hearts, which diluted the weirdness.
The open eyes were still a pair of stone eyes, which did not feel inconsistent with the statue itself. His sideways gaze seemed to have real substance. The woman's cheeks were completely red. Looking at such Tianzun, that The slightly raised eyes and slightly hooked corners of the mouth seemed to have become real, as if there was really such a legendary god looking at her.
She was a little nervous and whispered her prayers to the statue again.
She has been married to her husband for a year, and her husband is about to go away, and the round trip will take more than a year. The recent sudden acceleration of her growth rate makes her wonder whether she will see her husband again. She hopes that they can meet her husband before he leaves. Can have a child.
When the woman kowtowed again, the god's eyes had been closed.
"Great, great, God heard your prayer." The two mothers-in-law helped the woman up and clapped her hands happily, "Next month we will be able to hold the big fat boy."
"Oh, mother, stop talking. There are still people here. It's so embarrassing." The woman interrupted the two mothers-in-law and walked out of the door.
Zhao Ning glanced at her and saw that her situation had not changed much. Just like before, Zhao Ning did not understand that her two mothers-in-law would tell her that she would have a grandson next month.
When the statue opened its eyes, Zhao Ning didn't feel anything unusual, but the statue's expression looked a little weird.
Zhao Ning paused for a moment. This time, she did not let the people behind her go and walked into the hall on her own. Perhaps the light in the hall was brighter than outside, and the space was particularly open. As a result, it seemed that she was isolated from the outside of the hall when she entered the hall. It was empty, as if there were only myself and the statue of God.
Zhao Ning didn't make any extra moves. She just folded her arms and looked at the statue. She didn't know when the statue's eyes had opened. She looked at Zhao Ning like that, and the statue suddenly became spiritual. But Zhao Ning felt something was wrong. The statue in front of him looked like Ye Feng but seemed not to be Ye Feng.
There was a strong sense of voyeurism surrounding him, even stronger than before. It was not the secret voyeurism that Zhao Ning had in mind, but it seemed to be a real peeping from this statue.
Zhao Ning stared at the statue. The statue seemed to be sizing her up as well. A ghostly smile appeared on the corner of the statue's mouth.
That smile made people's scalp numb and the back of their necks tense, as if there was a sense of crisis suddenly lurking nearby.
Zhao Ning had a flash of light on his fingertips, and a light flashed nearby, and the sense of voyeurism gradually weakened a lot.
She turned around and saw the elderly mothers-in-law poking their heads outside, accusing Zhao Ning, "Why are you so disrespectful to Tianzun? You, a little girl like you, are not married and come here to steal our incense. Forget it. Now you are still in the hall." Disrespectful to God."
Zhao Ning glanced at her, and the old woman was shocked. She was startled by the cold gaze and immediately did not dare to speak.
She walked out, and the people watching outside couldn't help but separate a lane for Zhao Ning.
For some reason, Zhao Ning had a strange premonition in her heart. She did not leave Yueling City directly, but found an inn and stayed in Yueling City.
The small courtyard of the inn was very quiet. The other residents in the small courtyard hardly talked. In the evening, Zhao Ning found that the two old ladies and young women who met at Tianzun Temple lived next door. Zhao Ning did not speak either. I didn't want to say hello to them, I just sat cross-legged on the couch quietly, closing my eyes and practicing.
This Yang Shen realm is full of weirdness, but the aura of heaven and earth is very rich. It is a good place for cultivation, whether it is surrounded by human cities or mountains and forests.
Zhao Ning walked for a week, and his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled. I don't know how long it had passed, but Tai Chi Night had completely arrived. This night was much dimmer than usual. Without the lanterns of yesterday's temple fair, the entire city was plunged into darkness. Two red lanterns at the door provided the only source of light.
Suddenly, Zhao Ning felt a new sense of light. She slowly opened her eyes. A figure suddenly appeared in the room. It was the shape of a tall man. He was looking for something in the dark until he found a lamp that was not lit. The candlestick was lit with a fire stick. The candle illuminated the man's face, but it was...a faceless face.
Zhao Ning's face was expressionless. She stared at this face and her eyes fell on his figure. She always felt that this ghost seemed to be imitating someone.
But I heard the ghost say softly, "Madam, why don't you rest yet? It's getting late."
It was hard to imagine a faceless ghost calling Zhao Ning "Mrs.", but Zhao Ning made no other movements. She was curious about where this thing came from, why it came, and what weird things it was doing.
The ghost gradually approached, and Zhao Ning felt eyes falling on her. She thought that the ghost must not know what facial features he had transformed into.
His voice became softer, "Let's go to bed and rest."
Zhao Ning didn't respond. He was still minding his own business and said, "Madam, there is no need to be shy. Today is our wedding night. We deserve to live together."
The ghost was wearing a red tunic, hiding in the darkness with a dark red color. Zhao Ning lowered his eyes and saw that the clothes he was wearing were indeed a bridal red suit.
Dreaming?
Zhao Ning looked at the other party with an almost calm gaze, but saw that the other party's oil lamp lit up several candles around him. His movements were gentle and polite, as if he could think of the gentle groom on the wedding night.
Is this ghost used to dreaming with images like this, or does he think Zhao Ning likes such a man?
Zhao Ning's expression became even calmer.
He placed the candlestick on the table, then walked to the inner room, neatly lowered the bed curtains, and then waved to Zhao Ning, "Come here, madam."
What else can be done on the wedding night, of course, the wedding night.
Zhao Ning's fingertips moved slightly, and a flash of light flashed through her. She was supposed to break this illusion, but this illusion did not appear abnormal at all, and the groom was still saying, "Madam, what's wrong?"
A powerful ghost.
Zhao Ning stood up and walked slowly towards the groom, who had already extended his hand to Zhao Ning and was waiting there.
Zhao Ning got closer and closer to him, step by step, until the groom's fingers almost touched the hem of Zhao Ning's clothes. Zhao Ning looked slightly to the side. The bronze mirror on the dressing table was bright and attractive, showing a charming look. Ning Luo made Fendai's face become more charming and delicate from the previous coldness and aura.
The man seemed to be following Zhao Ning's gaze and looking at the bronze mirror.
He smiled with satisfaction and said, "Our wife is so beautiful that she will captivate the whole country."
"Really? But I'm not your wife." This was the first time Zhao Ning took the initiative to speak since she entered the illusion.
The next moment, the lowered hand was wrapped in spiritual power to draw an ancient cloud pattern. In just this moment, the cloud pattern spread and rushed towards the groom's faceless face. Zhao Ning spit out two words, "Broken." "
At this moment, the entire illusion began to shake, and the ghost suddenly dispersed, and the entire illusion began to collapse.
After the illusion completely disappeared, Zhao Ning still stood there, with the bed in front of him, but the red curtains and quilt were completely missing.
This means that everything done in the illusion is real, and everything that just happened was not illusioned from consciousness, but really existed.
Zhao Ning lowered her eyes slightly, thinking about the reason why this illusion happened and why she didn't notice it at all.
Suddenly, Zhao Ning seemed to notice something. Instead of staying in the room, he appeared on the wall that separated the two courtyards.
