Wei Yuan held up a black cloth umbrella and followed the old man's voice guiding him forward.
It was about to rain, there were not many people on the road, it was empty, there was a faint chill on the bluestone slabs, and the buildings on both sides were full of ancient charm.
Just like the Ming Dynasty more than a hundred years ago.
After twists and turns, we arrived at the old city that had not yet had time to be developed. We stopped and looked up.
There is a garden in front, and facing the gate is a three-story wooden building. It is not difficult to see that this place used to be a very elegant place, but now, all the romantic stories have been blown away by the wind and rain.
Coupled with the lack of management and maintenance, it looks a bit dilapidated.
"Here we are, right here."
The old voice sighed in a low voice.
Under the black umbrella, Wei Yuan looked down at the old man, and then looked at the garden. It was not that close here. He picked up a willow leaf and opened his eyes again. He could clearly see that there was a layer inside the garden.
The thick and rich black air has a layer of light blue light on the outside.
It is not difficult to guess that it was those members of the special operations team who came from the Wei Ming Sect who found this place.
But somehow, the evil ghost transformed by Qiniang was attracted again.
Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and touched the layer of blue light outside. He could clearly feel an instinct to avoid this place in his heart. It was obviously a preparation made by the Wei Ming Sect disciples to prevent ordinary people from breaking in.
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If you force your way in, you will be forcibly ejected.
Wei Yuan pondered slightly.
But the old man took two steps forward, slightly out of the range of the black cloth umbrella, and said with emotion: "I'm back."
"I have lived here for so many years, been away for so many years, and finally came back."
He stretched out his hand. For some reason, the blue light shield and the black resentment in this place were not able to stop him. The dusty door slowly opened towards the inside with a creaking sound.
You can see a trail facing the gate and red lanterns on both sides of the road.
The old man stood sideways at the door, bent slightly, guiding the way into the yard with one hand, and said to Wei Yuan:
"Brother Wei, come in."
Wei Yuan touched the piano case, nodded and walked in.
And the moment he walked into the wooden door, the two doors behind him were slammed shut, not letting in a trace of light, and the original red lantern turned pale, and a green light came out from inside, making the whole place look ghostly.
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There was a faint sound of suona and the sound of singing.
Dark and gloomy.
It's not like what people like.
It seems to be for ghosts.
Finally facing the real master, Wei Yuan's heart calmed down.
He carried the piano case on his back and held a black umbrella, walking calmly and leisurely on the path, with ghost lights dimly on both sides.
The sound of footsteps echoed.
Step, step, step.
………………
The talismans were suspended in the air and formed a formation.
Then it burns to ashes faster.
Zhou Yi was half-kneeling on the ground, blood could not stop flowing from her shoulders, dyeing her white shirt red. On the ground next to her, Zhao Yi lay motionless. Xuan Yi's face was as pale as paper, without any blood, and he reluctantly moved to Zhao Yi.
He stood next to Zhou Yi, turned him over, pressed his neck, his expressionless face softened a little, and then nodded towards Zhou Yi.
This means that Zhao Yi is still alive.
He no longer had the energy to speak any more.
Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the dark ghost realm around her, as well as the woman in red hidden in the darkness, shrouded in wisps of night mist, with a bitter look on her face.
The other party is not a bad guy.
This is already a disaster-level ghost.
They misjudged each other's strength.
As soon as she entered here, she was drawn into the ghost realm. The talismans and magic weapons prepared in advance were of little use to this woman. There was no way to cause substantial harm, and there was no way to disturb the ghost's emotions through words.
He exposed his flaws and tried his best, even risking his life, but only injured a soul.
Failed.
It's not terrible to die here, but if such a vicious ghost is allowed to come out...
The look in Zhou Yi's eyes became firm again, she raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and glanced at Xuan Yi.
Xuan Yi nodded silently.
He bit his finger, wiped it on a peach wood sword, and quickly wrote talismans on it.
Xuan Yi's face turned even paler.
And the mahogany sword also had a red-gold light.
The young man breathed out, then held the peach wood sword and rushed towards Zhou Yi, stepping on broken steps and quickly changing direction. Zhou Yi took out a golden talisman, held it between his fingers, and whispered in his heart, 'The way of heaven is clear and clear, the truth is pure.
It is peaceful and the way of humanity is quiet. Now I have ordered my ancestor to go to Penglai as soon as possible.'
The talisman spontaneously ignited without wind. Zhou Yi swung her hand toward the door, and the talisman flew out.
Then he also held a lightning peach wood sword, and He Xuan attacked the female ghost in two places.
This Liangyi Sword is already considered outstanding among the same sect.
But he still couldn't do anything about the resentful ghost.
Xuan Yi was defeated first, and then, with the loss of his companions, Zhou Yi, who was a little more advanced, opened his mouth and coughed out blood, but was also beaten back. The lightning-strike mahogany sword cracked and broke into several pieces.
She must die today, but she doesn't have much regret in her heart.
In any case, the news that there is a terrible ghost disaster here has been spread.
No matter how ferocious this evil spirit is, it will be difficult for him to cause further harm.
But at this moment, Zhou Yi suddenly saw a golden light flying in front of her, and then flew out from above her. Her face slowly solidified, and then she thought of the records in the classics and understood what kind of situation she had encountered.
There was a look of despair and unwillingness on his face.
In the ghost realm, everything is turned upside down.
In this special environment, communication talismans, like modern communication methods, are unable to work.
"No...no!"
When she thought that such a ghost could still go out and harm people, Zhou Yi was frightened and filled with great fear.
Holding half of a mahogany sword, she stood up unsteadily, planning to continue attacking.
The female ghost opposite lowered her head, and her long hair that was dripping with water grew suddenly. One of the strands gathered together, like an iron awl, and stabbed violently towards Zhou Yi, who had just exhausted her mana.
With no physical strength, he could only watch the long hair piercing his heart. Xuan Yi was also powerless and could only watch with splitting eyes.
when!!!
There was a crisp sound.
The black hair, which looked like a weapon, was held at a delicate angle, then the force was released and slid away.
The black hair failed to penetrate Zhou Yi's heart, but hit the ground next to it hard, splashing mud.
Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment and turned to look.
What blocked the black hair was not a weapon, but an ancient piano case made of mahogany. Although the strand of black hair did not have much power, it could use such a simple thing to block the attack of the fierce ghost. It was obvious that someone was here.
The attainments in swordsmanship far exceed Zhou Yi's understanding.
The piano case turned around and stood upright against the ground. The visitor held an umbrella with one hand and held the piano case with the other. He did not look at Zhou Yi, whose expression changed greatly when he saw his face, but just looked at it calmly.
The female ghost who had appeared in his dreams many times before nodded and said slowly:
"Wei Yuan of Quanzhou, invited by Qiniang, came to listen to a song."