Night sky.
The moon completely disappeared.
The enchanting purple light is like a layered curtain in the night sky, and from a distance it looks like a gorgeous purple aurora.
"what is that!"
Xi'er and Situ Yong didn't know whether they were airsick or because there was a strange smell in the air that made them feel nauseous.
"It's foul smell!"
Zheng Xiu was horrified that such a strong stench could be seen with the naked eye.
Did Chang An open it?
Is Zhu performing a "ritual" here?
Zheng Xiu's mind was spinning, and after a moment he denied the speculation that had just surfaced.
wrong!
It’s not the same ritual as “before”.
Baili Village, Richan Valley, and Cannibal Painting. Two hundred years later, Zheng Xiu could barely be said to have experienced the "Human Pillar Ceremony" three times "personally" and was quite experienced.
With just one glance, Zheng Xiu vaguely realized that what Zhu was planning here was not to create ghosts like those three things, meet the ritual conditions of "sacrifice" and "human pillar", and send the "human pillar" into the ordinary world. In secret, "suppression" is completed.
"Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow. Meow, meow, meow."
The orange cat squatted on top of Zheng Xiu's head and stretched out a cat paw lazily, pointing into the distance. The orange cat, who was in a bad mood, talked a lot today and kept meowing: "There is a "little guy" who also wants to sneak in." Play with meow. "
The other paws of the orange cat were flexed, leaving two fingers pointing downwards, making a "walking" paw posture. In front of Zheng Xiu's eyes, it first walked from left to right, and then reversed its paw posture and became walking from right to left. Lifting a chestnut with its vivid meow paws, the orange cat lay lazily on the boy's head again: "The direction is different, meow."
After meowing two long sentences in one breath, the orange cat let out a low whimper and complained, covering his nose: "It stinks, meow."
Different directions?
The orange cat's second sentence immediately attracted all Zheng Xiu's attention.
Yes, the direction is different!
Zheng Xiu's wings slapped his butt hard, and he suddenly came to his senses.
Xi'er: "Hey~"
Different directions!
Zheng Xiu realized.
What Zhu is doing is exactly the opposite of what he did two hundred years ago.
The purpose of the candle is not to send the "Human Pillar" into the eternal darkness, but to bring something... out of the eternal darkness!
It's the "Nascent Soul" that Orange Cat mentioned not long ago!
Another picture appeared in Zheng Xiu's mind in the blink of an eye.
In the ghost world of Xiangu Temple, behind the ever-dark mirror that was about to open, there was that terrifying mantis arm. If Feng Bei hadn't taken action in the end, Zheng Xiu couldn't have imagined what the monster that ran out from behind the ever-dark mirror would bring to the world. Disaster.
Zheng Xiu thought of this and speeded up.
From a high position, the "little Yuanyings" running and jumping on the street could actually run faster than Zheng Xiufei.
They laughed and ran from the streets and alleys to the inn and flocked to Mojiu.
Xiang Gu opened her arms towards Mo Jie, welcoming the "Nascent Soul" that was about to be born.
Zheng Xiu had an [Inspiration].
Several "shadows" of varying degrees of intensity are clearly discernible in the inspiration.
The stranger Bai Qiuyue transforms into Xianggu, the "Nascent Soul" Mo Jie, and the snake hiding in the dark.
Zheng Xiu secretly regretted it. If there were no teammates in the distance, he would not hesitate to try to fuse the "Devil" in the air, and kill them all with one shot.
"Go down! Take Mojie away first!"
After Zheng Xiu said that, he threw Xi'er and Situ Yong down.
During the fall, the blush on Xi'er's face did not disappear, but she instantly entered into working mode, intertwining the threads from her ten fingers and shooting out in all directions.
Silk threads that were difficult to discern with the naked eye laid a dragnet in the air, catching the old bones of Xi'er and Situ Yonglao, and hanging them in mid-air.
[An app that has been running stably for many years, comparable to the old book-chasing tool, used by all old bookworms.
In the blink of an eye, the little Nascent Souls were jumping up and down in front of Mo Lie, holding hands with him.
More and more little Nascent Souls came, and they were connected by their hands. Mo Xiao smiled and happily spun around in circles with the babies who came to meet him.
The circle turned faster and faster, and a hundred identical voices full of childishness echoed over the empty Lu Town, which was eerie.
"Hahahaha!"
"Hee hee hee!"
"Hee hee hee!"
Mo Jie smiled happily among the babies.
His two black eyes were filled with dense black spots.
Mo Zhuo's belly was getting bigger and bigger, swelling like a balloon. The bulging belly almost turned into a thin film, with small hands stretching out from inside to press on the belly, responding to the babies around him.
Looking at this scene, Xi'er couldn't say how distressed she was, but seeing her former colleagues become like this, she felt an inexplicable sadness in her heart, like a rabbit dying of a fox. In their line of work, one often associates with weird things, and one never knows when one will end up with the same fate as him.
in the air.
After Zheng Xiu threw Xi'er and Situ Yong down, with a thought, the chain binding the "Painter's Creature" in his heart was loosened, his right hand twisted, and the crisp sound of bone movement sounded, and his right hand bent into The shape of the fracture, the end of the bone turned into a ferocious paintbrush in an instant.
Although it is not the optimal solution to use [Evil Boy] to perform magic tricks of the [Painter] level, at the moment [Shi Yao Station] is outside Lu Town. Changing incarnations temporarily will waste a lot of time, and Zheng Xiu cannot take care of it. So many.
Biting his finger, blood spilled into the sky.
At the same time, in Zheng's house, Feng Bei, who was hesitantly wiping Zheng Xiu's body, suddenly noticed that Zheng Xiu's complexion changed, and he became much paler in an instant.
"problem occurs?"
Feng Bei was startled for a moment, then stretched out his hand to touch Zheng Xiu's cheek, feeling the temperature on it, with an unconcealable look of worry deep in his eyes.
Return to Luzhen.
Zheng Xiu used blood as ink, and streaks of bloody beams, pulled by the brush, fell from the night sky, like twisted bloody fences, completely sealing the area around the inn.
"Draw the ground as a prison!"
"unbreakable!"
Zheng Xiu came into his own state as soon as he met him. First he entered the [Unbreakable] state, and then he painted again, with lightning speed, and the ferocious and twisted brush almost turned into a whistling afterimage, waving in front of him.
A small bloody sword turned from virtual to real.
After Zheng Xiu fired two moves in a row, Xianggu, who was on the ground preparing to receive Yuanying, was still staring at Mo Zhui attentively, but Bai Qiuyue suddenly raised her head and stared at the winged figure in the sky with her mouth wide open, as well as the overwhelming bloody swords. film.
He silently poked Xianggu with the bamboo pole.
"It seems there was a little accident."
Xianggu looked up blankly.
"go!"
Zheng Xiu waved his hand, and thousands of swords were fired.
Bai Qiuyue's eyes were focused, and she stood in front of Xianggu and waved her bamboo pole forward. In an instant, the sound of surging waves was heard along the path of the bamboo pole, and a small river was like mist, with an arc-shaped trajectory, with no head or tail visible, flowing strangely in the void, like a shield.
"Go with the flow!"
Thousands of bloody sword shadows shot towards the ground like a torrential rain. The moment they touched the "river" waved by Bai Qiuyue, they bent strangely and were all bounced back to where Zheng Xiu was.
When Zheng Xiu learned that Bai Qiuyue was a "stranger", he didn't dare to be careless, so he used the [Painter's Artifact] to kill him. But the alien is indeed an alien. The strange thing is like an unreasonable magical amplifier. The alien Bai Qiuyue's "ferryman" ability is mysterious and unpredictable. He creates a long river with his wave of his hand and kills Zheng Xiu's sword. The shadow "crosses" back to its original place.
The hairs all over Zheng Xiu's body stood up like needlepoints, his [intuition] was triggered, and he immediately took the bleeding part of his wrist into his mouth.
The bleeding stopped.
Uh-huh!
The thousands of bloody sword shadows shot back at Zheng Xiu collapsed in mid-air. It was difficult to maintain the form of the small sword and turned into
The dripping blood rained all over Zheng Xiu, causing no pain or itching.
The air was thick with blood. Zheng Xiu flapped his wings vigorously, and the strong wind caused dispersed the blood rain in the air that blocked his vision.
Looking back at the door of the inn, Xianggu and Bai Qiuyue had already disappeared.
"gone?"
Zheng Xiu's expression sank, and his right hand almost kept repeating the action of touching and throwing it on his forehead. The two qualities of [Detection] and [Inspiration] were judged in turn. Environmental information from different angles was presented to Zheng Xiu in an all-round way. before.
"What a monster!"
Situ Yong saw the "Guyin Fetuses" grabbing Mo Zhui one after another. With the benevolence of a doctor, he was heartbroken. He pulled out two life-saving knives behind him, stepped forward and raised his hands to the Gu Yin Fetuses on the left and right of Mo Zhui. Two knives.
Xi'er stood in the air with the help of the hidden thread, looked down, and saw the old miracle doctor flying up with his knife, and secretly smacked his tongue. As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the door. Although Xi'er doesn't know how to use swords, she has seen a lot of things in the world. Situ Yong's knife skills were different from those of ordinary people. Rather than cutting people, it was better to say he was "dissecting". With his delicate knife skills and his dexterous hands, the old miraculous doctor's swishing and rapid knives were able to cut with incomparable accuracy. He grabbed the pieces of meat from Mo Zhui's two small hands and let Mo Zhui's hands loosen.
"Wuwuwu, Xi'er really doesn't want to use this trick..."
Xi'er had a sad face. She could see the situation in the city very clearly from her high position. Seeing more and more Guyin fetuses walking towards this side, she did not dare to hesitate any longer and raised her hands.
"Human puppet!"
Xi'er's face turned into serious and focused while she was crying and blinking. She had her hands crossed in front of her body, her middle finger and thumb bent toward her palm holding an embroidery needle respectively. After holding her breath for a moment, Xi'er murmured, "My thread has wronged you all." She flicked her middle finger, and two embroidery needles shot out. One needle was inserted into the cover of the ink deceiver Tianling, and the other needle was inserted into the tail vertebra, one up and down. , echoing each other.
This is a thaumaturgy that Xi'er developed unintentionally. It can control living people with silk threads. However, this method has already exceeded the rules of "tailoring". To put it simply, it crosses the border. Xi'er has been unwilling to develop this technique in depth for fear of ruining the path of cultivation. She just knows how to master it. Now, under pressure, Xi'er is thinking about the "path", "cross paths", "rules" and "restrictions" in her mind. In the end, she just If you can comfort yourself and don't get in for a while, there shouldn't be too much trouble.
Under Xi'er's control, Mo Zhuo, who had received two injections, trembled all over, as if he was shaken, and then his limbs moved towards the old miracle doctor involuntarily.
"Old miracle doctor, do it quickly!"
Situ Yong was stunned: "You mean..."
Xi'er gritted her teeth: "Let's do it! It's too late if we don't do it!"
Situ Yong looked embarrassed: "But..."
At this time, Zheng Xiu had already landed in front of the inn, decisively swiping his knife and cutting several smiling Guyin fetuses into several pieces. The solitary yin fetus looked strange, but after being chopped into several pieces, it lay motionless on the ground. It didn't seem to be much of a threat. At this time Zheng Xiu heard Xi'er's words and nodded: "Let's do it!"
Zheng Xiu didn't know what Zhu's real plan was, nor what the hell the "Nascent Soul" was about to be born, but Zheng Xiu was still very happy to see Zhu defeated. Whether it's the illusory grudges in the cannibal paintings or his covetous gaze on Feng Bei, the two are destined to always be on opposite sides, with no possibility of reconciliation. Since Zhu's plan happened by chance and failed, there is nothing to worry about.
"Hiss, hiss..."
After Zhu and Bai Qiuyue suddenly disappeared, Snake felt that the crisis was out of the way, and then walked out of the darkness. I saw her secretly putting on her veil to cover the ugliness on her face, rubbing her chest dissatisfiedly. Just now, Bai Qiuyue's pole struck her barren area. If the heavy force hadn't been due to her extraordinary talent, even her sternum might have been shattered. This severe blow made her already ordinary even worse. She hoped that the massage would help her recover from the injury and grow back a little.
On the eaves in the distance, two figures rushed here in the night.
It was Ye Yujun Buxiao who was responsible for driving away the people. The two of them rushed here while shouting in Chang Shie's group chat:
Jun Buxiao: "Hehehehe! A lot of weird things are coming!" Jun Buxiao smiled and stopped laughing: "Bad
Got it! They have no shadow! "
"Little Master!" Ye's voice sounded a little breathy, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to hypnotize the whole city of Lu Town with music. Ye Youwei said in Chang Shihua: "Almost all the people were sent outside the city, and the widows who gave birth to monsters...all died!"
Damn...candle!
Although Zheng Xiu was not a saint, he still felt uncontrollable hatred for Zhusheng in his heart after hearing that so many widows had died. He hung the Scarlet King Mirror back on his waist numbly, turned back to Situ Yong and said in an almost emotionless tone: "The old genius doctor performed an autopsy and sewed Xi'er. If he is lucky, I will treat the rest."
Xi'er was stunned when he heard this: "Young Master? Wait, is it really me who will do the sewing?"
In fact, what she wanted to say was who would do the surgery and who would sew, but Situ Yong spread his hands and smiled helplessly. Apparently his actions told Xi'er that he only knew how to do surgery but not sutures.
Zheng Xiu didn't answer, threw Nian Huhu's knife to the old genius doctor, and walked deeper into the street with one person and one cat.
Ye and Snake gathered together, and they lowered their heads and chatted quietly.
Mo Jiu's face looked ferocious at this moment. He had long lost his innocence and was struggling for his life. But under Xi'er's control, he lay on the ground in a large shape, unable to move except for shaking from time to time.
But as Mo Jie struggled and trembled, Xi'er gradually showed pain. Her fingernails were torn open and blood oozed out. Xi'er gritted her teeth and said, "If you don't do anything, I won't be able to suppress him anymore!"
"Fire!" Situ Yong's heart was crossed, and the scabbard was spread out on the ground. Six knives of different lengths and shapes were neatly placed on it. Jun Buxiao opened his mouth and blew out a puff of fire. After roasting the knives until they were medium cooked, he signaled to the old man. The miracle doctor can take action.
boom!
At this time, there was a sudden earthquake at the corner of the street, the ground cracked, and houses collapsed one after another. Terrible cracks extended along the collapsed houses to the feet of several people.
This violent vibration scared the anti-pornography team in front of the inn, thinking that something strange had appeared. Looking over there, a winged figure flew high into the sky, holding two large scimitars burning with dark flames in both hands and smashing them down crazily.
Another city area collapsed.
Situ Yong entered the state, turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside, and began to strike.
laugh!
The moment the hot knife almost touched Mo Zhui's belly, the belly burst open like a balloon.
boom!
At this time, the pony Red King took off again, holding a long, narrow and curved knife in his hand, and slashed the clouds away.
In the distance, the entire top floor of Yanchun Tower was sliced away by invisible sword energy.
The dark blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the hands of the old miracle doctor. The old miracle doctor kept changing the knife, and the shocking blood vessels and pieces of flesh inside were beyond the scope of "human" or "woman". In the opinion of the old miracle doctor, this guy's stomach was simply not a structure that a human could grow. His past experience was completely useless at this time, but he had a knife in hand. In order to save the patient, the old miracle doctor could only bite the bullet and cut downwards.
"The doctor is kind-hearted. The doctor is kind-hearted. The doctor is kind-hearted..."
Situ Yong muttered to himself as if he was chanting a curse. As he took out more and more pieces of meat, a small mountain of meat was piled in the open space beside him, which was bloody and scary.
At this time, the pony Zheng Xiu, who had demolished most of the city, finally played "Sorrowful Heaven and Merciful Rain" and fell from the sky with an expressionless face.
"Quick! Don't think too much, drag it down with one knife!" Zheng Xiu urged: "As long as I have a breath, I can save my life! Don't worry!"
Situ Yong looked back at Zheng Xiu blankly. Seeing the young man's determined eyes, he could only choose to believe him. He gritted his teeth and replaced it with the longest and widest one. It was usually used to divide muscles and cut bones, which was as big as the forearm. Open the long sword downwards with your eyes closed.
The struggling Mo Jie suddenly stopped moving, and the strange black dots in his eyes disappeared from all sides toward Tong Ren. Mo Zhuo was pinned to the ground with a dazed look on his face. He reluctantly raised his head and stared blankly at his broken belly.
A white and delicate little hand stretched out silently.
Mo Jie stared blankly at the hand stretched out from his belly.
After a moment of dead silence.
「
Ahhhhhh——————”
A miserable, helpless and continuous scream resounded through Lu Town.
