The moonlight was full of light, as if it were made of paper, without any brilliance. The elm trees on the mass graves were pale and pale.
The halo of light surrounding them gradually weakened and finally disappeared.
Xu Jinghong had fallen to the ground, with a thin stream of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. The snow was stained with a large red stain, which was dazzling.
The black shadow shrouded Xu Jinghong's body, making small screams from time to time.
Only Xu Jinghong's head popped out from the darkness, his face twisted with anger and pain.
The beads on his wrist revealed a bit of golden light through his clothes, which looked out of place.
"Xu Jinghong, do you really think you won't suffer backlash if you offer your mortal blood to demons? It's a joke for a mere mortal to secretly learn forbidden arts and dream of covering the sky with one hand and turning the clouds and rain!" Master Yun Chu stepped forward and knelt on the ground. Xu Jinghong, her voice was not loud, but it was full of contempt that she had never heard before.
Xu Jinghong struggled to stand up, his eyes were gloomy, and there was a vicious light in his eyes that seemed to burn through people.
He was still stubborn and almost crazy: "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? I hate everything in this world. I just want to save my mother and prevent that man from reincarnation forever. What's wrong with me!" "
Master Yun Chu shouted: "Madman!"
If you hit a snake, hit it seven inches. She continued to poke Xu Jinghong's pain point: "You use puppetry to trap those puppets who feel guilty about the children, and let them live forever in the painful sins of endless illusions to control them. Taking pain for pleasure and controlling the fate of others, do you really think this is humiliating your dead father?"
Xu Jinghong was angry, with a vicious glare in his eyes, as if he wanted to tear the person to pieces: "You..."
"What do you mean by you? What do I mean by me? Mr. Jinghong, you are so pitiful." Master Yun Chu pretended to be pitiful, his eyes were full of mercy, and his tone was like a knife that was gouging people out, and the knife cut them, and the knife saw blood: "Even I am. I can't help but pity you. But you really deserve it."
She seemed to want to anger Xu Jinghong.
Xu Jinghong's eyes flashed with anger, and he bit his lips tightly, as if he was suppressing some strong emotions, until his whole body was faintly filled with a sinister evil aura.
The air ball popped out sideways, surrounding Xu Jinghong, and the sound of the child's skeleton became more and more terrifying.
Zi Sangning's ink-splashed eyes reflected Master Yun Chu's figure, his face was as calm as water, but his eyes were faintly flashing with light.
The corners of Master Yun Chu's lips turned up, and he spoke casually, but his eyes were tempered with ice: "What's wrong with you? It's ridiculous. This string of beads has been hanging on your wrist for five years, do you still have the right to ask? What's wrong?"
"Buddha beads, Buddhist beads..." Xu Jinghong anxiously touched the slightly glowing Buddhist beads on his wrist, showing a terrifying and ferocious face.
Xu Jinghong didn't have time to wipe away the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly peeled off the beads on his wrist.
He lifted his finger lightly, and a ray of purple light flew over and slowly poured into the golden Buddhist beads. The black shadow emerged from the vagina with a childish sound of "squeaking".
The resentment is soaring and the yin energy is heavy.
"Young Master Jinghong has been using human blood to support the demon gods for many years. Master Jinghong has worked so hard, but it was in vain that Monk Jue of the temple chanted sutras and prayed for you every day."
Master Yun Chu flicked his fingers, using his spiritual power to protect himself, he spun around, his clothes fluttering, and he flashed in front of Xu Jinghong's eyes, grabbing his throat with one hand.
As soon as the light turned, Zi Sangning's talisman turned into a sharp sword and pierced the emerging air mass. The child made painful babbling sounds, and soon it died down and turned into nothingness.
Xu Jinghong was kicked and knelt on the bloody ground, gasping for air. Blood gurgled from the corners of his mouth, staining his white robe red, and trembling slightly in the cold wind.
The beads on his wrist were scattered, the beads' threads were broken, they rolled to the ground and bounced around, hiding in the snow, silently.
"Xu Jinghong, you should never touch Uncle Yuan and the others. They pulled you when you entered the gate of hell, but you are so shameless?" Master Yun Chu increased his strength with one hand, and his fingertips seemed to be transformed into The dagger slowly and carefully cut away his flesh and blood, heading straight for the gate of life.
"Uncle Yuan and the others saved you back then, but they were afraid that you would be poisoned by the demon god you raised and die. Uncle Yuan and Aunt Yuan went to Pudu Temple to get Buddhist beads for you, and also put most of their lifetime cultivation into the beads. To save your life." The girl's light voice spread through the snow, carrying unbearable hatred and anger.
"Aunt Yuan said that you are a kind and sensible person. In the past five years, they have been trying to protect you, thinking that they can cure your misfortune. But I didn't expect that it is your nature that is hateful. You really deserve to die." Master Yun Chu's final tone increased. , already full of killing intent.
Xu Jinghong was choked so hard that he couldn't breathe. His face was distorted with anger, and his veins bulged. His feet kept dragging the snow, and his trembling legs kicked wildly on the dirt, staining his body with mud.
Master Yun Chu continued to say bitterly: "Do you really think that if you offer your blood to the demon gods, they won't know? The same kind of people are the most sensitive to the smell of the same kind."
At the end of the sentence, I heard it with gritted teeth.
Aunt Yuan said that it was a lucky person's shame towards an unfortunate person...
The corners of Xu Jinghong's mouth trembled slightly, and he tried hard to put on a smile on his red face. Tears almost burst out of his eyes. The corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was about to speak out.
Master Yun Chu shook his face away and slapped him hard with hatred.
Xu Jinghong was slapped to the ground. The pain made his breathing louder and louder. His breathing could be heard even in the quiet night.
He struggled to sit up and leaned on the tomb behind him with difficulty.
"Ever since I can remember, he was the one who beat and kicked my mother and me. He drank all day long and was very drunk. My mother washed clothes for others every day to support the family. My mother fell ill and had no money for medical treatment, and finally died. . But he pretended to have sex for his mother, hahaha, how disgusting..." The laughter filled the quiet night, chilling people's hearts. The laughter caused Xu Jinghong's blood to suffocate and he spit out a large mouthful of blood.
His mouth was filled with blood, flowing down the corners of his mouth as he opened and closed it: "A person like him doesn't deserve to live in the world. I originally wanted to kill him, but I didn't expect to be beaten to death by the wealthy businessman first, so I So I stabbed the rich businessman. Hahaha."
Suddenly, Xu Jinghong's eyes fell firmly on Master Yun Chu, almost paranoid: "I want to resurrect my mother, I want to torture her severely, what's wrong with me? I need something stronger. Strength, they have lived for so long, why don’t they contribute a little strength to me? They are so good, they will definitely support me, right? "
Xu Jinghong was already broken: "Hahahaha..."
Master Yun Chu cursed angrily: "Madman!"
The cold light on his face approached, cutting off the scattered hair, and a sharp sword was placed on his neck.
A light shadow of white light passed by and exploded straight down, with the intention of killing.
"Be careful." Zi Sangning shouted, quickly unsheathing his sword, and a green light fell straight down, shaking away the snowflakes on the ground, and sending up bursts of snowflakes in the air, revealing the original blue-grey appearance of the land.
Master Yun Chu had quick eyes and quick hands and dodged with the power of a palm.
"Hahaha, it's so lively. It seems Liu is late."
Still only his voice was heard but his person was not seen, only his laughter echoed in the air like a ghost.
Master Yun Chu turned to Zi Sangning's side, their eyes met, they nodded to each other, and quickly looked away.
"The jade-faced black fox."
"Both of you, it's a pleasure to meet you." Liu Guifan appeared in the void, wearing a black and ink-colored robe, blending with the sky under the faint starlight.
"If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, what's the point of a jade-faced black fox?" Zi Sangning said in a bad tone.
"Don't be angry, I just want him!" When he said the last word, the voice passed through his ears, and the person was already far away.
Hearing the "click" sound of broken bones, Master Yun Chu turned around and saw gurgling blood flowing from Xu Jinghong's mouth, and he had fallen straight to the ground.
On the verge of death, pain swept over him. Xu Jinghong kept struggling, and a cold teardrop flowed to his purple-black lips, sealing his trembling mouth that he wanted to say but couldn't.
he died.
"You deserve to die, how dare you plot against me." Liu Guifan spoke coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Turning on his toes, Liu Guifan was already hanging in mid-air. He carefully looked at the prayer beads in his hand, which glowed faintly.
"Buddha beads." Master Yun Chu exclaimed in surprise.
"Seeing that you are all grabbing for it, it must be a treasure, so I will keep it for you first, haha." Liu Guifan's eyes fell on Zi Sangning, and he said with a smile: "Tianshi Zisang, little lady, see you soon …”
Before he finished speaking, the sharp sword in Zi Sangning's hand was already slashing at Liu Guifan. The jade sword seemed to sense the master's spiritual power and made a crisp cry in the air.
Liu Guifan turned around and dodged as fast as possible, and the two started fighting in the air.
Master Yun Chu took advantage of his unpreparedness and attacked from behind.
Liu Guifan was attacked from both sides and seemed to be invincible, but she slowly dropped the beads and dodged.
"Master Zisang, see you later." The words attached to his ears disappeared as the person disappeared.
Master Yun Chu held the Buddha beads with a faint golden light in his hand. He glanced at Xu Jinghong, who was lying dead on the snow, and slowly hid the beads in his hand.
It seems that Xu Jinghong had an idea of the jade-faced black fox, so he killed him.
"He's dead, what's next?" Zi Sangning's eyes fell on her, observing her emotions.
Master Yun Chu turned back to look at the tomb that Xu Jinghong had set up, and replied: "Move the grave."
"I didn't expect that Xu Jinghong would even provoke the jade-faced black fox." Master Yunchu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Master Zisang, can I ask you a question? Why do you..."
Zi Sangning seemed to have predicted her thoughts and interrupted her directly: "Don't ask."
"oh."
If you don't ask, don't ask, but she insisted on asking: "How do you know what I want to ask?"
Zi Sangning turned around and said fiercely: "Don't ask, move the grave."
Master Yun Chu immediately closed his mouth.
If you don’t ask, don’t ask, just do the right thing.
The clouds curled up, and the fish belly curled up in the east, slightly revealing a little white, and the sun's feet shed some sparks through the clouds. Fainting on the horizon, the horizon is crimson and gorgeous Danxia.
Snowflakes are like catkins blowing in the wind, making you feel wet with snow.
Master Yun Chu slowly exhaled the hot breath, which circled between his mouth and nose, dispersed with the wind, and was hidden in the wind.
"Master Zisang, it's snowing." A drop of hot tears fell from the corner of her eyes to her neck as she spoke, melting the snowflakes falling on her neck.
"Yeah." Zi Sangning responded, his tone sounding relaxed.
Snowflakes fell thinly on their heads. Looking at them from a distance, they wanted to turn their heads white.
Snowflakes are falling, the north wind is blowing, and the world is vast.
The east is already slightly white.
It's almost dawn.
These ten years, thanks to their care.
A cup of wine was poured out, incense was burned around it, and wild twigs were planted to pay homage to the person.
Once you leave, the end of this life will be the end of eternal life.
Have a safe journey and rest in peace.
