The moment the erhu sounded, the atmosphere became tragic for no reason.
As the music played, the ghosts in the room became solid. Shen Yan was unwilling to get entangled with the ghosts of the Jingzhong Formation, and then quickly swung the second sword.
This time it was no longer a clicking sound, the statue made a fine cracking sound, like the cracking of ice in early spring, extending out countless cracks as fine as a spider web, and then with a crash, the clay statue fell to the ground, revealing something inside. There are white bones and a strange black gold stone. The human bones are densely engraved with curse seals.
And just after the statue shattered, there was a gray mist in it. After the human bones and gold stones fell, it was still entangled on the high platform, and finally slowly twisted, stretched, became longer and wider, Finally, they vaguely formed a human shape.
The evil spirit reveals its true nature.
Lin Du narrowed his eyes, and there were human bones in the mud.
The curse mark on the human bones is clearly...the soul gathering array.
The most central talisman on the skull was written with the name of Juhun, Meng An.
According to a side historical record, it is said that the statue of the fierce god enshrined in Liyang Town was once a monk who died protecting the town.
Lin Du probably knew what was locked in the iron coffin.
No wonder when the coffin was first opened, there was only a thousand-year-old evil ghost without a body.
She turned around quickly, "Yuan Ye, please hold me first. Yan Qingtianwu comes with me. Jinxuan... protect Yuan Ye."
Yuan Ye's hand playing the erhu almost trembled, "Why do I need someone to protect me? Who am I looking down on?"
Ni Jinxuan swung her whip, and it made a loud explosion when it fell into the air.
Yuan Ye quickly accepted his fate, "With your protection, I feel at ease. Thank you, little uncle, I feel more energetic playing the piano."
The three Tengyun realms were all gone, and the audience who witnessed all this was a little confused for a moment.
"Running again?"
"And it's three Soaring Cloud realms. What are you doing?"
Lin Du was so fast that he didn't even bother to take the planned road in the town. He walked directly in a straight line, summoned his spiritual power, and flew to the previous courtyard as fast as possible.
The three of them all landed in front of the room where the iron coffin was placed. Lin Du took a deep breath, threw out an evil spirit talisman, and stuck it into the iron coffin.
The evil spirit was so strong that as soon as the talisman was thrown up, it burned automatically because its effectiveness was exhausted.
"Such a strong evil spirit?" Yan Qing frowned.
"This ghost has a bit of a temper." Lin Du threw out seven evil-dispelling charms and stuck them all on the iron coffin.
This time the burning was much slower.
The roar of the evil spirit became more and more fierce, making people's eardrums hurt.
Lin Du knocked on the iron coffin and said, "Calm down, you are still so irritable after being suppressed for thousands of years."
This roar was also mixed with the sharp sound of scratching the iron coffin. The devil's nails are already sharp, and the sound of scratching metal is not only a torture to the ears, but also a torture to the human spirit.
The talismans on the iron coffin burned again. Lin Du frowned and threw out a dozen evil talismans.
"On the count of three! If you don't calm down and listen to me, the souls of your subordinates will be scattered! You will be finished too!"
The evil ghost's voice paused for a moment at first, and then the roar became louder and louder, almost deafening.
Lin Du narrowed his eyes and summoned his spiritual power, "One!"
The roar of tigers and thunder mixed with the loud noise of evil spirits hitting the iron coffin made the arms of Yan Qing and Lin Du, who were pressing the iron coffin, feel numb.
"two!"
boom!
The huge collision force caused the iron coffin to rush directly into the air. Lin Du and Yan Qing were knocked back a few feet by the aftermath of this force. The magic boots scraped against the ground, leaving four deep marks.
Lin Du sneered, "Tian Wu, Yang Huo! Yan Qing, break the evil!"
The evil ghost became eerily quiet, and then fell to the ground with a thud.
Lin Du walked back to the iron coffin, "I know who you are and why you are trapped here. I can let you out, but we have to talk to each other and knock on the coffin door."
The iron coffin still stubbornly remained silent.
Lin Du slapped the iron coffin, and the whole iron coffin shook.
"Okay, I'll continue talking, just listen."
Yan Qing's eyes widened, Xia Tian was not surprised.
"Your real name was Meng An. You were killed in a war thousands of years ago while protecting the town from evil spirits. Later, the people in the town spontaneously built a statue to commemorate you."
"And your best friend, perhaps a subordinate or an apprentice, in order to protect you, picked up your bones when making a statue of you, and carved a soul-gathering curse. I hope that the power of wish gathered by the incense offering can break you into pieces by the evil spirit. The souls gather together, and I turn into the soul of the Jingzhong Formation, guarding your statue."
"I just didn't expect that the incense is poisonous, and the power of wish not only gathered your soul, but also created an evil spirit. I don't know how you were trapped here, but I guess you are the one who made the statue and carved the curse for you. Descendants, the curse mark engraved on the chest of the stone statue outside is related to the curse mark on your bones."
Lin Du said tiredly, "Am I right? If it's wrong, knock once. If it's right, knock twice. If it's mostly right, knock three times."
The iron coffin suddenly made a thumping sound and continued to knock.
For the first time in his life, Lin Du encountered something more rebellious than himself.
She patted the coffin hard again, just in time to stick an oath spell on the coffin.
Lin Du cleared his throat and said calmly, "Now, let's discuss something. I can let you out. Now that the evil spirit is born, your people will probably still think that the evil spirit is condensed into you. What do you mean? What an insult to a ghost, don’t you want to swallow that evil spirit?”
"But you can't hurt us when I let you out. After you get rid of the evil spirits, I will send you to the underworld. If you agree, then kowtow once, not at all or more. Then treat it as if you are willing to endure your former friend recognizing a thief as your father." He sacrificed his life and soul for this.”
The monks in the stands have never seen such a deceptive person in their lives.
Fusifang's evaluation of Lin Du should include someone who is eloquent and eloquent.
There was a heavy thud in the iron coffin, and then it stopped moving.
Lin Du was satisfied, "I forgot to tell you that I have just set the oath spell. If you knock on it, the oath spell will be completed."
Killing evil spirits and taking advantage of others' strength is secondary. The main thing is self-protection.
Yan Qing opened the coffin, and Lin Du went out to stop the formation.
If the Soul Formation is to be suspended, the formation eyes of the eight Little Eight Suns need to stop operating at the same time, otherwise it will cause an imbalance in the energy of the formation and cause backlash.
Lin Du held the floating fan in his hand and walked calmly through the formation, tapping the stone statues one by one. His blue robe was like a butterfly fluttering. In the eyes of the low-level monks, it was almost like a line of green silk, bypassing the six The fourteen stone statues were connected end to end in just a few breaths of time.
The last eight strokes were completed at the same time in one breath, and the stone statue suddenly stopped at the same time.
Lin Du collected his spiritual power and turned around to look inside the room. Yan Qing just happened to move the coffin board.
She rested her chin on the fan thoughtfully, "We will do everything we can to lift the coffin boards this day."
