His hands and feet were trembling slightly due to excessive exertion before, and his body was tingling. Every breath caused the battle between Crouching Tiger Art and the evil spirit in the body. The ghost king he saw was something Wei Yuan had never encountered before.
The enemy, by this point in the battle, is already exhausted.
At this moment, I sat down on the ground, exhausted, and didn't want to move a finger anymore.
And when the ghost completely disappeared, the Crouching Tiger waist badge trembled in a low voice.
There are words flowing through the spiritual platform, which is the meritorious service obtained.
Perhaps it's because Wei Yuan just made up for the last sword, and his merits are not as many as expected, but they are still quite a lot. Together with the demons and ghosts he killed when he stole the feather clothes before, he barely managed to get a hundred, and he killed one before
The kid only had two or three skills, but Qiniang dissipated her hostility on her own and only got seven points of merit.
This is a rare and generous figure.
Wei Yuan exhaled a breath of thick air.
After calming down for a while, I stood up with strength. When I turned around, I saw the ruins all over the mountain. I thought of the evil Taoist I had just seen. I wonder if that Taoist had been turned to powder by the storm evoked by the goddess.
Leave a trace of your soul behind to drive away ghosts.
The spread of witchcraft in Quan City, and who caused the resurgence of demons in this ghost realm.
I'm afraid they all have something to do with that Taoist.
Wei Yuan took out a Thousand Miles Tracking Talisman and ignited it with a shake of his hand. His sense of perception increased significantly, and everything around him became extremely clear. He immediately saw that the aura of the Taoist had not dissipated. Instead, he did not know how to avoid it.
A storm that could be called a natural disaster opened up and he ran towards the hiding place at the foot of the mountain.
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The black-robed Taoist was in a panic and ran straight down the mountain.
His face was pale and he was panting like an ox.
Now just recalling the scene that seemed like the wrath of heaven just now makes him feel numb and frightened. If it weren't for the warning of the disaster-avoiding talisman passed down by the ancestor, he would definitely die, but even if he was lucky enough to escape,
His life was shattered by the wind and thunder, and all his talismans were consumed. Only then did the general escape with his life.
The Taoist stepped on the ground and fell to the ground, rolling twice.
I had already seen a village hotel at the foot of the mountain that was modeled after the real world. I gritted my teeth and struggled to keep walking.
Just hide in, just hide among the strangers, and you can sneak out.
Then share what you saw today.
The goddess of the Qin and Han Dynasties revived, and the ancient crouching tiger reappeared.
All these messages must be spread.
He vaguely heard the low and crazy roar from the other side of the mountain. He knew that the Crouching Tiger and the Heavenly Girl were facing the body of the ghost demon and had no time to care about his own side. He even took a breath and increased his speed.
But just when he was about to reach the target, a chill emerged.
The Taoist priest rolled sideways almost instinctively.
After that, I felt a chill down my spine, followed by a burning, severe pain.
Already injured.
With a low roar of pain, the black-robed Taoist turned around and saw a man walking out of the shadows of the woods. He was dressed in gray and brown clothes. His body was thin and his face was expressionless. He looked like an old man, but also like a man.
Young man, if Wei Yuan were here, he would recognize him. This is Wu Liu, the owner of the B&B shop.
He was now staring at the man fiercely, his teeth grinding loudly.
His skinny arm with almost no muscles dragged a ghastly ghost-headed sword and drew a mark on the ground.
The storm subsided, but the clouds were involved. Now the sky was clear on the mountain, but a heavy rain suddenly started falling around the mountain, soaking the clothes of the two people here. Wu Liu's eyes were red, and he stared at the Taoist, who would
A Taoist who deceived his soul into the water and sealed his soul in his body, making him no longer a human being or a ghost.
Clenching his teeth, the sound seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Treachery!!"
"I've finally waited for you..."
The black-clothed Taoist looked at the vengeful Wu Liu, but his eyes were filled with the absurdity and anger of being underestimated, and he sneered: "It's just a corpse, what nonsense are you talking about here!"
Wu Liu's eyes widened, his originally expressionless face was crazy and painful.
He stepped forward and rushed towards the Taoist in black in the rainy night.
The gloomy ghost-headed sword was raised with the help of the twisting force, and with the anger of an ordinary person, it broke through the rain curtain.
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When Wei Yuan relied on the effectiveness of the Thousand Miles Tracking Talisman to find the evil Taoist, the Taoist had turned into a corpse, his eyes were wide open, and he was lying in the muddy water. There was a big gash on his waist, and his intestines were mixed with blood.
flow out and soak in the mud.
Wu Liu sat leaning against the stone.
The whole person is missing an arm.
He just used this arm to exchange his life with a Taoist.
A person who claims to be superior and thinks hard about escaping has no way of understanding what a person who wants revenge even if he doesn't care about his life is thinking. The Taoist priest doesn't know, so he lost his life. Wei Yuan lowered his body and felt evil.
The soul of a Taoist priest is gone when he leaves his body.
It seemed that he had been cursed in advance and could not search for souls or exorcise ghosts at all.
Instead, he found a yellow talisman on his body with his Taoist name and surname written on it, like a proof of identity. He put it together with the Taoist's relics and looked at Wu Liu. After the latter took revenge,
Like a walking corpse, sitting leaning against a stone with a dull expression.
For a long time, he looked at the sky, sighing as if crying and laughing:
"I want to bask in the sun..."
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The way the ghost realm itself exists is that the ghost king is at the core, accumulating the evil energy of the Luojiang River, forming a place that is different from the ordinary world. Now that the ghost king has been killed, the river has changed its course, and the foundation for the existence of the ghost realm has been lost.
Soon this world will be connected to the human world.
Right where the Anti-Gong Sha was, everyone who was still in the ghost realm suddenly appeared.
The original hotels and inns turned into paper objects when they appeared in the human world, and then were burned by the yang energy of the human world and disappeared. Zhang Hao and others, who had dark circles under their eyes, were fine when they saw the innocent tourists.
, but he was unconscious, and when he saw Wei Yuan again, he felt at ease instantly.
Zhang Hao smoked a cigarette and stepped forward to greet him. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Master Wei, you are safe and sound. That's great."
"How about the ghost land?"
Wei Yuan originally wanted to say that he had solved the ghost king with the help of the goddess, but when he turned around, he saw that the goddess in white had disappeared at some point. He was slightly startled, knowing that she did not want to appear, so he replied with a smile:
"It was broken by the help of a passing expert."
"You don't have to worry about it in the future."
An expert passing by?
Zhang Hao and Shen Jifeng had strange looks in their eyes, but they did not ask further questions. Instead, Li Ke organized people to move these sleepy tourists to a safe place. Wei Yuan saw that Wu Liu was hesitant to speak, so he said to Zhang Hao on his behalf:
"This is Wu Liu. He has been trapped in the ghost realm for a while. I wonder if you can help find his family?"
Zhang Hao was surprised and nodded: "Of course there is no problem."
Then he looked at Wu Liu and said, "I don't know which city your family is in, Mr. Wu?"
Wu Liu hesitated for a long time before reporting a name he had never heard before.
Willow Village.
Finally, after a long detour and Wu Liu's vague description, I found the real owner. The village Wu Liu mentioned was actually the real rural health center, but the name was very, very old.
When I get older, only some old people in the village who have lost all their teeth remember it.
The car slowly stopped at the entrance of the village.
Perhaps due to the residual influence of evil spirits, the clouds and fog in the sky were very low today, it was gloomy and there was no sunshine at all.
Wu Liu, who had broken an arm, shakily stepped out of the car and looked at the bustling village at the construction site. His eyes were full of strangeness and he was a little afraid to recognize him. The village chief came forward. After Zhang Hao and Wei Yuan explained, he was only middle-aged.
The village chief, who looked very capable, worked very cooperatively to find everyone with the surname Wu in the village.
But they didn't recognize Wu Liu, at least they had no impression of such a person.
Just when everyone was looking at each other, not knowing what to do, a young man in his twenties slapped his forehead and said suddenly:
"Does the Wu family, which has no household, count?!"
Everyone looked at the middle-aged village chief and stared at him. The young man was startled and his voice lowered, but he still said calmly: "I remember, under the willow tree at the end of the old village, the old lady
It’s not just that her husband’s family died, or that her surname was Wu.”
Wei Yuan was thoughtful, looked at Wu Liu who was getting excited, looked at the village chief, and said politely:
"Please take us there."
The village chief opened his mouth, but nodded and said:
"It doesn't matter if you go, but the old lady, well, you will know when you go..."
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Wei Yuan and others soon saw the old willow tree and the old man sitting under the willow tree.
Along the way, I learned from the village chief's rambling narration that the old man was very old, had Alzheimer's disease, and could not remember anything. The village chief shook his head and said: "This old lady is already over seventy years old, and her husband
It was sixty years ago that she got lost. Everyone said she drowned in the water, but she didn't believe it and kept waiting."
"I've been waiting and waiting since I was seventeen until now."
"Well, now everyone is crazy and still waiting."
"If it weren't for the help provided by the village, the old lady would never be able to survive. Now, she doesn't recognize anyone in the village..."
The village chief saw the man with a broken arm opened his mouth and then walked towards the old man. The village chief just said something not very polite, but he was a little anxious and raised his hand to pull Wu Liu. Wei Yuan raised his arm to stop him and looked at him.
Wu Liu, whose body was trembling, sighed but was speechless.
Under the willow tree, the old lady with neat silver hair looked quietly at the entrance of the village.
Wei Yuan followed Wu Liu.
Wu Liu walked forward step by step, looking at the old lady, and laughed at himself:
"That's her. I can recognize her at a glance. She is my wife. Our village is remote. My family and hers are from the same family. We grew up playing together as a matter of course. We got married as a matter of course. My family is poor. On the day of the wedding, I
I carried two bags of rice and noodles and took her back to my home. She didn't dislike me for anything, but I was holding my breath deep in my heart and felt that what others had, my family should have too."
"That day I went out to tie a hairpin for her. When I saw the Taoist priest falling into the water, I went to save him..."
He knelt down, looked at the old man, and said with a smile and a cry:
"Still remember me?"
He didn't have any hope, but the old man who didn't even remember anyone in the village looked at the crying thin man, but naturally stretched out his hand and asked: "Are you back?"
Wu Liu's body trembled, and his tears couldn't stop flowing down.
He seemed to have finally let go of what he was most worried about and feared. He sat down on the ground and grinned:
"I'm back."
He sat with the old lady, as if he wanted to bask in the sun for a while as he said before, but the weather was too gloomy today. He leaned his head against the old willow tree, looked at Wei Yuan, and murmured:
"I really want to bask in the sun again..."
Wei Yuan raised his head and looked at the sky. The evil spirit hung low and refused to dissipate. He suddenly remembered the vastness of the storm controlled by the goddess before. His heart moved slightly. Wei Yuan raised his palms like swords and made a false slash towards the location of the evil energy.
Relying on the previous experience of controlling evil spirits, the remaining evil spirits were immediately stirred up.
In fact, he just shattered the evil spirit on the ground.
But the evil spirit connects with the wind above, and the wind pulls the clouds, and all things in the world are connected. So the wind suddenly rises here, the wind spins up violently, and the extremely low clouds immediately reverse spin, and then slowly collapse in the sky.
Broken, pale golden, warm sunlight that would never be seen in the ghost land fell.
Everyone was just surprised by the sudden change in the celestial phenomena and muttered that the weather was like God's. It would change at any time and didn't take it to heart. However, Wei Yuan felt that the little mana he had finally recovered was gone in an instant and he almost fell down.
After finally regaining his breath, he saw Shen Jifeng looking at him with wide eyes.
Wei Yuan remembered Shen Jifeng's previous expertise in finding the weak points of the ghost realm, and knew that he couldn't hide it.
He could only raise his index finger, put it in front of his lips, smile and hiss.
Shen Jifeng seemed to know some great secret.
He covered his lips with his hands, widened his eyes, and nodded heavily.
The sunlight, which represents the yang energy of heaven and earth, fell down and shone on Wu Liu's body. He was already a corpse ghost. He felt that the ghost part of himself was expelled, and the burning pain emerged. He seemed to be wiped out, but he squinted his eyes.
, smiling as if enjoying it.
He carefully reached into his arms and took out something, which was a small package.
Inside the package was a rough hairpin wrapped in gray cloth.
Wu Liu gently put the hairpin in his wife's hand, waiting for himself to disappear into ashes, but it only stung, and the sting slowly disappeared. Instead, there was the warmth and warmth of the sun, and his body became weak and weak, and his shoulders
There was severe pain. When he opened his eyes, his hair was already covered with white hair.
On the palm of your hand, there is a stream of fresh air.
Wu Liu's eyes widened and he raised his head sharply.
But only Wei Yuan's back was seen.
I don’t know where the love started, but it goes deeper and deeper.
Obsession becomes a demon, a thought becomes a Buddha.
Do you still remember me...
I walked a long way, crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, walked through life and death before I returned here.
see you.
Wei Yuan stopped and looked at the goddess hiding in the forest in front of him: "Thank you very much for helping Wu Liu."