"This is "Wenqu Spiritualism"?" Liang Jiunan's eyebrows moved: "According to the records of the technique, I will enter the obsession of the deceased during his lifetime. If the technique is successful, this Yangzhou Lake should be the place where Cuihuan is most obsessed with. land?"
Liang Jiunan looked at it carefully again.
It was night time, probably close to the curfew, and there were no fishermen or ferrymen around.
The boat moved slowly, but seemed to be parked deliberately in the center of the lake.
Liang Jiunan quickly walked out of the boat canopy, but happened to see a woman squatting on the bow of the boat.
In the basket next to the woman, there are paper money, incense candles, and scripture river lanterns for praying.
Under a scarlet lantern, Liang Jiunan could clearly see that the scripture river lantern was written by Qianku Guan.
The woman's faint sobbing sound was even more terrifying in the night.
For a moment, the woman burst into tears as if she couldn't help it.
"My miserable daughter!"
In an instant, gusts of cold wind blew the blessing river lanterns floating on the lake, and they sank one after another.
The paper money in the basket was blown directly into the air and rustled on the lake.
Liang Jiunan finally saw the face of this woman clearly. It was Cui Huan who died tragically on the altar of Nuo opera!
"Daughter?" Liang Jiunan frowned and murmured:
"She has been a concubine for less than a year. Where did she get her daughter?"
"Even if you have a daughter, why are you crying in Yangzhou Lake?"
At this time, Cui Huan slowly stood up while wiping her tears.
She turned around, faced Liang Jiunan, and walked to the boat awning with her head lowered.
This small boat was already narrow, and it suddenly began to rock from side to side, splashing water on the body, and there was an eerie and bone-gnawing feeling.
"What else is this Cuihuan going to do?"
When he was confused, he saw Cui Huan taking out a box in front of the boat awning. After opening it, it turned out to be a jade pendant!
Liang Jiunan glanced at it.
The jade pendant itself is not a rare material, but the carving is indeed exquisite, and the carving is of a woman, with a rather expressive look between her eyebrows.
It's just...it's a little strange.
Cui Huan squatted on the hull of the boat, holding the jade pendant in both hands, and said in a sad voice:
"My poor daughter..."
"My mother is incompetent and can't protect you!"
"The temple owner said that this jade pendant was placed under the statue of Cansheng Empress and was consecrated."
"The water in this lake is freezing cold. You have a spirit in heaven, and you must follow this jade pendant to be reincarnated as soon as possible."
"Mother... she will send you a jade pendant every year, so you can rest assured."
"I hope you will never meet a useless mother like me again in your next life!"
Liang Jiunan, who had a clear view of the whole process, felt even more suspicious.
Because judging from Cui Huan's prayer, she should have had a daughter who died in infancy a long time ago, otherwise there would be no need to give a jade pendant every year.
Moreover, could this place of premature death be... on Yangzhou Lake?
Otherwise, why would Cuihuan come here every year to pray and express her longing for her?
"Qiankuguan... Empress Cansheng, what kind of god is that?"
Liang Jiunan asked himself about his past life. Not only did he not believe in metaphysics in his previous life, but he often dealt with palaces and temples in this life.
He has been to Qianku Temple several times, but he has never seen any temple dedicated to the Cansheng Empress.
Which god is this?
While he was thinking about it, the miserable crying stopped suddenly.
Immediately afterwards, Cui Huan made a "crackling" sound... like a twisting sound of muscles and bones!
moment:
"No!"
At the sound of broken bones, Cui Huan's head suddenly turned around.
A pair of eyes stared at Liang Jiunan. Her eyes began to turn blood red, and she shed two lines of mottled bloody tears, which directly stained her entire robe.
"Hey, hey, hey, you can't be so unlucky!" Liang Jiunan couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
When I got "Wenqu Spiritualism", there were indeed hints in the technique.
Because some deceased people should have been unwilling and resentful when they died, so when they enter their obsession, the remaining souls and evil thoughts in their bodies may be prompted to turn into ghosts and cast spells for their lives.
But this probability is only 20%.
With such a small probability, he could also encounter it?
"Where is my daughter?" Cui Huan shed tears of blood and looked at Liang Jiunan in a daze: "My daughter! It's you! You killed my daughter, didn't you?"
The questioning gradually turned into screams.
In an instant, Cui Huan curled her fingers into claws and clawed at Liang Jiunan's throat with her scarlet nails!
At the critical moment, Liang Jiunan slapped Cui Huan's hands away with his palm, only to see his bones twisted like a humanoid spider.
The arms that had just been pushed away were thrust back in a very twisted direction after being folded.
"Oh, helpless!"
Liang Jiunan sighed, and clasped his hands together while being defenseless.
In an instant, lightning burst out like a net, causing the entire boat to jolt violently in the lake!
"Fortunately, the "Army-Breaking Thunder Technique" can be used even when the soul is obsessed!"
Liang Jiunan let out a breath of turbid air, wrapped his fists with thunder, and smashed towards Cui Huan.
The lightning and ghost hands collided in an instant.
"Boom!"
The lightning penetrated Cui Huan's body in an instant, causing Cui Huan's evil spirit to begin to escape uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Liang Jiunan was about to restrain his strength to avoid causing Cui Huan's soul to fly away, but the dissipated evil energy gathered back on its own, making Cui Huan's aura even more ferocious!
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
"my daughter!"
"It must be you, you killed my daughter!"
"Give my daughter her life!"
Cui Huan's beaded hairpin exploded in an instant.
The hair that was flying wildly gathered blood, and instantly turned into a cone and stabbed intensively!
The area where Liang Jiunan could dodge was too small, so he could only passively wrap his fists around the lightning to resist.
Although the sharp cones were scattered one by one, Cui Huan's killing moves were too dense.
In just a moment, Liang Jiunan had dozens of wounds on his body!
However, there was no blood in the wound, but a little bit of inexplicable fluorescence!
"Huh? This is..." Liang Jiunan's pupils shrank.
He remembered that it was mentioned in "Wenqu Spiritualism" that if you encounter the dead ghost in your obsession and are injured by the other party, the wound will not bleed, but... the soul will disperse!
The injuries caused by excessive damage to the soul are much more serious than flesh injuries!
In an instant, Liang Jiunan's face darkened.
no!
My own skill should be enough to overcome the slightest bit of resentful remnant soul of this Cuihuan.
The disadvantage is that he cannot use weapons. Although lightning can kill, it is not as good as a weapon...
Um?
Not like a weapon?
Liang Jiunan's eyebrows moved.
Yes!
Since lightning can wrap around fists and attach to weapons, can it also be condensed into blades?
Thinking of this, Liang Jiunan thought, and the lightning gathered between his hands, and quickly condensed into a horizontal sword!
Really useful!
Liang Jiunan looked happy.
At this time, Li Gui Cuihuan seemed to be aware of the threat of Lei Fa. He roared and the long bloody hair was strangled from all directions!
