Lin Wangshuo watched indifferently as the shadow-only monster devoured two lives.
There seemed to be a moment of struggle in his eyes, but it was only for a moment before he returned to death.
The struggling and muffled groans gradually subsided, and the sounds of devouring and chewing sounded finely.
Ye Ying looked at Lin Wangshuo's face illuminated by the talisman fire, and suddenly felt that he was actually more like a dead person than those ghosts.
His black and white eyes are a pool of stagnant water, drowning false family affection.
Ye Ying let out a long breath.
Immediately afterwards, she turned her head as if feeling something.
Yin Ping's body was still hanging in front of the curtain in the bedroom. And behind her is Yin Ping's soul.
Yin Ping opened her black eyes without whites, as if she was looking at all this, and at the same time she seemed to be looking at her.
Ye Ying paused and asked, "Yin Ping."
As soon as she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was dry, as if a handful of dry wood had been stuck in her throat: "When...is your birthday?"
Yin Ping tilted her head, but there was no doubtful expression on her face—to be precise, she couldn't make any expression now.
She quietly extended her hand to Ye Ying.
Hui San took a step forward, Ye Ying comforted him with a look, and obediently passed her hand to Yin Ping.
The cold and gray fingers held the healthy and rosy hands of the living, and the broken and torn fingertips lightly stroked Ye Ying's palm, bringing a slightly painful touch. Ye Ying lowered her eyes and reported the eight-digit number she wrote, Hui San frowned and shook her head at her.
Nothing special?
Ye Ying thought for a while, then asked, "Where's Jin Nan's?"
As soon as the eight-digit number that belonged to Jin Nan finished reading, Hui San's deep voice rang out: "His birthday is a bit special, the year of fire, the fire moon, and the fire day."
After a pause, Hui San said again: "If time also belongs to fire, then it is pure fire soul."
Ye Ying took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
it is as expected.
Lin Wangshuo's words were still ringing in his ears - to open the magic circle that seals the evil, one needs the Five Elements Soul.
As for the person who killed him, it was such a coincidence that he combined these five rare horoscopes.
Hui San's voice sounded, with a tinge of anger: "In order to gather the Five Elements Soul, did he let them be killed on purpose?"
Ye Ying clenched her fists, full of disbelief, and then burst into anger.
Her hands were shaking uncontrollably, and Yin Ping was also shaking. It's just that she doesn't know whether the trembling is caused by her or from Yin Ping herself.
Lin Wangshuo put a spell on his room to ward off evil spirits and exorcise ghosts, and then he let his cousin devour his cousin and sister-in-law like a sacrifice. Did he discover Jin Nan's horoscope, that's why he pushed the boat along?
But why did Jin Nan buy this haunted house by such a coincidence? Is it a coincidence? still…
Someone guided him and lured him into the trap step by step?
The more Ye Ying thought about it, the colder she felt, at this moment, Yin Ping who was opposite spoke.
When she opened her mouth, the black threads sewn on her mouth became tense. Still, she struggled to form a mouth.
That was the mouth shape she had made to Ye Ying three times, but this time, she made a haggard voice.
"escape…"
Her voice was like dead wood rubbing against the rough concrete floor: "Quick...run away..."
Ye Ying looked at her, and only then vaguely remembered the last two times they met.
At that time, Zi was inside the door, while Lin Wangsuo...was outside the door.
She thought the mistress ghost was yelling at her, but it was actually a silent yell, telling her to run away.
And the third time... at the haunted house, that was a few days before they decided to come and seal the 魙.
Yin Ping, engulfed in the yin energy of Nao, warned her again.
Ye Ying opened her mouth, mouth full of bitterness, and finally asked: "You...why do you still have your own consciousness?"
After a pause, she asked again, "Where's Jin Nan?"
Yin Ping's dark eyes instantly shed dark tears of blood.
The surrounding scenes were shattered into pieces, Ye Ying closed her eyes, opened them again, and returned to the cave.
She walked back along the road in silence, Hui San followed beside her silently.
They returned along the original road pointed by Yin Ping, and returned to the open cave where they first met her.
Ye Ying took a deep breath and chose another path.
Yin Ping didn't want them to die, but wanted them to escape, so she was referring to the escape route.
But she couldn't escape, Huang Xize was still inside, and beside him was Lin Wangsuo, who had ulterior motives.
The two walked along the dark cave without saying a word. Unexpectedly, there was no fork in the road.
Ye Ying only felt that there was a fire burning in her heart.
The 魙 can confuse people's minds. It can pull the living into the abyss, and it can also control the dead souls, turning them into monsters who help evil.
But Yin Ping, as a ghost, still retains consciousness. Probably what price Jin Nan paid for her.
Ye Ying thought of the monsters she saw after getting involved with Mao, as well as the ghosts who attacked her, and couldn't help but wonder what they used to be like?
Are you living happily without knowing that what awaits you in the end is a tragic death, and even your soul is not at peace?
And those children... children including Zuo Yu.
At this moment, Ye Ying finally felt the hatred in Huang Xize's heart. For 魙, for the mountain **** who caused the trouble, and for the helpless self.
This is the reason why he has always refused to solve the problem simply and rudely. He wants to save these souls who are tossing around in the boundless sea of suffering.
Unexpectedly, Zuo Yu unintentionally unlocked the seal, which led to another tragedy.
Huang Xize must have suffered a lot too. He originally wanted to save the dead, but caused more innocent people to die.
Ye Ying clenched her lips, quickened her pace, and clenched the shovel in her hand.
But at this moment, she suddenly heard the light ringing of a bell.
The always brisk ringtone turned into a shrill and sharp sound at the end, like an arrow piercing the cochlea!
Ye Ying hissed, covered her ears reflexively and bent down. At the same time, she heard a loud noise coming from behind, mixed with the sound of flesh hitting the rock, and a muffled hum from her throat.
Ye Ying no longer cared about the mental attack and turned around in surprise.
She saw... there was something invisible in the void, and hit Hui San fiercely to the top of the stone wall.
The blood suddenly burst!
…
Huang Xize walked to the depths of the cave, and the thick Yin Qi almost turned into substance, flowing thickly around him like a black mist.
The ears seemed to be covered, and the five senses were blinded. Huang Xize was not surprised, even if someone was whispering in his ear at this moment, the sound would probably be like a gnat when it reached him.
Not only that, but those with weaker strength will also be affected by it. For example, the victims of a haunted house usually start with a big change in temperament, and the whole person is full of violent hostility.
That is to say, most of their "suicides" will not be suspected, because the people around them have already noticed the changes in them long before they died.
That kind of strong negative energy, even if he would commit suicide because of it, no one would think it unreasonable.
But it doesn't mean that the Xianjia will not be affected by it. After all, it is the condensation of the mountain god's anger.
But after all, the Xian family has practiced for many years, and their strength is much stronger than that of ordinary humans, and they are relatively less susceptible to mental interference.
Huang Xize lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. At the same time, the green flames around him suddenly lit up, dispelling the surrounding darkness.
Because of this, the dim figure beside him also appeared.
Lin Wangsuo folded his arms, the thin young man looked very cold. Huang Xize tilted his head slightly and asked, "Is it so cold?"
After a pause, he continued: "The yin energy here is so strong that you can even feel it in your phantom body?"
"The yin energy of the 魙 is...very unusual."
Lin Wangshuo turned his head and smiled at him: "And I have its imprint on my body, the phantom body is a branch of the soul, of course I can feel it."
Huang Xize looked at him, raising his eyebrows inexplicably.
Suddenly, a bell sounded, successfully stopping them in their tracks.
"It's here." Lin Wangsuo's voice trembled.
Huang Xize was silent for a moment, and closed his eyes. When he opened it again, his eyes had turned blue.
The bell sounded louder, accompanied by the girl's laughter. The voice was erratic, sometimes far away, and sometimes close to the ear.
Like the thin air on a high mountain, Lin Wangsuo didn't understand what the voice was saying at first. It wasn't until the voice floated far in front of the cave that he barely heard the outline.
"Old fairy... old fairy..."
It's like singing, with a strange tone, but with a strange affection.
"Old Immortal" is one of the names that disciples call their own immortals. Others have different names depending on the race of the immortals.
Most of them don't know how to address Master or anything like that, so Lin Wangsuo understood almost immediately who the voice was coming from.
Last time at 2202, Ye Ying bumped into a woman. The woman was very strange. I don't know if it was the bait that he planted to lure her, or...
He couldn't think deeply. Once you have reached this point, you can no longer consider other possibilities.
He can only go on.
Lin Wangshuo lowered his eyebrows. Yes, he can only go on, after experiencing all this.
He's... there's no turning back.
Huang Xize didn't care about the emotional turmoil in his heart, he walked leisurely, following the voice, walking deeper into the cave step by step.
He has a dignified and elegant demeanor, like a young man with hairpin tassels in ancient times. It seems that what you are stepping on is not the dead end leading to death, but the falling flowers in the garden.
And this Luo Hua finally led him to the end.
Huang Xize raised his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him.
In the empty cave, thick ink-like Yin Qi gathered. They stick together in the cave like cobwebs and gather on the stone platform in the middle.
In the center of the stone platform, Yin Qi wrapped a huge mass, like fascia wrapped muscles.
This thing has an irregular spherical shape, and its surface is covered with thick black meridians. It is six or seven meters high, and with regular rhythms, it makes a smooth liquid surging sound.
Lin Wangshuo protected himself with a talisman fire, and in the strong yin energy, the talisman fire faltered like a candle in the wind. He raised his head in shock and looked at the pulsating mass, his voice trembling: "This is..."
"It's the heart."
A soft female voice sounded with a smile.
"heart?"
Lin Wangsuo repeated as if dazed, his talisman fire was too weak to illuminate its whole picture.
In the next second, violent blue flames rose into the sky, suddenly illuminating everything in front of them.
This is indeed a heart, or something like a heart—because through the black mist that surrounds it, one can clearly see what the beating muscles are made of.
That's - people.
One by one, pink human bodies were squeezed and reorganized, and shaped into a huge heart.
Lin Wangsuo couldn't take it anymore, he bent down and retched.
A slender figure walked out of the darkness next to the heart, with a smile on her childish face, and her long hair was black and shiny.
She said regretfully to Lin Wangshuo, "You are really boring."
As she spoke, she raised her finger slightly.
Lin Wangsuo's body flew backwards, hit the rock wall heavily, and then fell to the ground without a sound.
Huang Yu curled her lips in disappointment, and turned to look at Huang Xize, who was not changing his expression under the stone platform, with great interest.
She walked down the stone platform slowly, carefully looked at his face with her eyes without whites, and after a while she called out pleasantly, "Old Immortal!"
Huang Yu stretched out her hand to caress Huang Xize's face, and made a sigh-like sound with satisfaction: "Two hundred years...I miss you so much..."
"You miss your mother's paw."
The clear female voice suddenly sounded like a sharp sword, piercing the sinister silence in the cave.
At the entrance of the cave, two figures appeared supporting each other. Hui San's whole body was covered in blood, with one hand on Ye Ying's shoulder, half of his body weight was on top of her.
Ye Ying also had scratches on her face and body. She supported Hui San, with her left arm around his waist, and her right hand raised the shovel horizontally with one hand, cursing rudely and rudely: "You dare to touch him, I will chop off your paw and feed it to the dog!"