The honest monk is a member of the Invisible Man Organization. He is being hunted by Yulian City. Logically speaking, the Invisible Man Organization should help him.
But to the little old man, even if the entire invisible man is destroyed, a spoonful of caviar is not more important.
Maybe one day the little old man suddenly had a whim and felt that the invisible man organization was boring. It was not impossible to kill all the invisible men with his own hands.
Although the honest monk is not Yu Liancheng's opponent, fortunately, he knows many secrets in the world.
For example - Ghost Villa.
As the name suggests, it is naturally a place where ghosts live.
But ghosts are not dead people, ghosts just don’t see the light of day.
And being a ghost is naturally better than being dead.
When people face desperate situations, they can always burst out with unexpected strength.
The honest monk finally walked out of the forest that could eat people. There was a blue sky in front of him. The rising sun had just risen from the green distant mountains. The breeze carried the fragrance of new leaves from the distant mountains, and the dewdrops shone in the sun. Like the eyes of a first love.
A lone pine stands alone among the rocks not far away, and there is a large bluestone under the pine tree.
The bluestone is the size of a tabletop, the stone is pure and as soft as jade.
The honest monk rested against the bluestone for a while, and then moved the smaller bluestone under the tree root. There was a box underneath.
A box made of wicker, which also contained a piece of cooked meat, a chicken, a bottle of wine, a pack of medicine for knife wounds, a whistle and a letter.
The shape of the whistle is very strange, and the color of the letter paper and envelope is also very strange. It looks like the skin of a dead person.
There were only ten words written on the letter: Blow the whistle, listen to the echo, and follow the sound.
The honest monk looked at the wind chicken and then at the cooked meat, with a look of hesitation and struggle on his face.
——He is a monk after all
After a while, he suddenly pounced over and started to pick up the wind chicken and started to chew it, his face was greasy.
——He is a human being after all.
When his stomach stopped growling, the honest monk picked up the whistle and blew it again. A sharp and strange whistle sounded, which even startled him.
At this moment, the same whistle sounded in the distance, heading due west.
The empty mountain is so lonely that it is not difficult to distinguish the whistle.
The honest monk started Qinggong and walked following the sound, gradually getting higher and higher. He was surrounded by white clouds, and his people were already in the white clouds.
After drinking half a bottle of wine, eating cooked meat and half a chicken, the honest monk felt that he was strong and energetic, and his energy was restored. He walked faster, his eyes suddenly brightened.
I saw the clear blue sky and the picturesque mountains in the distance.
The honest monk's heart suddenly sank, very deeply.
In front of him was a bottomless abyss. Although the picturesque distant mountains were right in front of him, there was no way to go.
He picked up a stone and threw it down, but there was no echo.
With a thought in his mind, he blew the whistle again. The sharp whistle cut through the silence and the white clouds.
A person suddenly appeared among the white clouds.
There are white clouds in the blue sky, and there are also white clouds in the valley. This person is among the white clouds, as if he is standing there in the sky.
There is such a light skill in the world that can move with the wind.
Or...is this a ghost?
This "person" is already terrifying, but his face is even more terrifying.
His face was like a dark flat plate, with the entire outline of his face cut off except for a pair of eyes.
Ordinary people would have nightmares for three days and three nights when they saw this face.
Even though the honest monk is well-informed, his legs seem to be shaking at this moment.
"I am the Soul Seducer, and I am here to take you to Ghost Villa."
The "ghost" was also staring at the honest monk. His eyes looked like the crater of a volcano that had just erupted lava, hot and dangerous. When he saw half a chicken and the remaining cooked meat, there was a strange mockery in his eyes: "It turns out that monks also know how to eat meat."
His speaking voice was slow, strange, and difficult because he had no lips.
People who have never seen him may never imagine how someone without lips can speak.
The Honest Monk hurriedly said: "The wine and meat passed through the intestines, and the Buddha kept them in his heart. The Buddha knew that I was about to starve to death, so it doesn't matter if I eat a little meat."
The seducer sneered: "If you were really a monk, you should go to the Western Heavens now, instead of turning into a ghost and entering the villa."
The honest monk clasped his hands and said: "The monk has a lot of sins. I'm afraid he will go to hell if he dies. It would be better to become a ghost and wander around the world."
The seducer snorted coldly: "You monk finally told the truth."
The honest monk said: "Of course the honest monk is honest."
The seducer said: "In that case, come with me. Once you pass here, you will be a ghost."
No one can stand among the white clouds, and no one can truly ride the wind.
Seducers are also human beings, not ethereal ghosts.
After the honest monk walked over, he saw that there was a rigid lock in the white clouds, running through the cliffs on both sides.
The seducer said: "The lock is very slippery, and the wind in the mountain is very strong. No matter how good a person is at qinggong, he may fall down at any time. If you are afraid, you can wait and go over again, and wait for the basket on the other side to be put down."
The honest monk said: "No, I can't wait to become a ghost."
"Yes, it's time for you to become a ghost."
At this moment, a clear voice suddenly sounded.
The honest monk immediately felt a cold sword energy on his back. He suddenly turned around and saw a person with a sword.
The sword was not unsheathed, and the cold sword energy came from this person.
This man himself seems to be sharper than a sword.
The clouds here are very thick, and this person is standing in the misty, deserted clouds, as if he has been standing there since ancient times, and can stand until the world is destroyed.
The honest monk didn't see his face clearly, but he saw that he was dressed in black like night.
Dark night.
A night without any light.
Just like the honest monk now.
"You...you...you still found me..." The honest monk's face turned pale.
Ghost's eyes narrowed, of course he knew who it was, and his hand couldn't help but tighten the hilt of the sword.
He is also a swordsman. Although he cannot see the light of day, his swordsmanship is superb and worthy of his pride.
And there are a few swordsmen like him who don't want to fight against the rumored "Jade Faced Divine Sword".
"I said, you can escape. No matter how you escape, no matter how far you go, even if you become a ghost, I will take your life." The figure of the man in black gradually appeared: "So, you can die now."
The sword is unsheathed.
The sword light has already taken flight.
The figures merge and then separate.
The clouds and mist are colder and thicker.
The love-stealing sword was dripping with blood, and the blood slid down the sword body drop by drop.
The honest monk looked at his stained chest and then at Yu Liancheng.
He fell down unwillingly.
Now he has indeed become a ghost and a corpse.
