The strongest spirit control system

Linger was still climbing up the tree, but suddenly a strong wind blew her off.

She fell on the snow, fell on the thick snow, luckily it was snow, luckily the snow was not hard, otherwise she would definitely be smashed to the ground when she fell this time.

She has climbed a few meters up the tree, which is equivalent to the height of a storey that ordinary people do.

However, she has lived here for more than ten years, and she often goes to the tree to pick fruit, and for them, fruit is the most common food.

She often climbs trees. In this snowy country, it is normal for the wind to get stronger, so she has been blown off the tree countless times.

She just got used to it.

She got up, and then looked around, feeling when the gust of wind would stop, but the result was that today's gust of wind, instead of blowing away as usual, was still blowing and rolled up He wiped off the snow on the ground and rushed towards her.

She frowned, looked up at the fruit on the tall tree again, and then decided to go up the tree again.

Otherwise, if you miss this tree, you won’t know where you can find another fruitful tree like this one.

After all, in this kind of world, food is very scarce, not to mention that in a few days, a bigger storm will come. She must seize these few days to find more and more food.

She walked under that tall tree again, then moved her body, then stretched out her hand, holding the branch on the tree, and stepped on the tree with both feet.

She yelled loudly again, it was time to warm herself up, it was too cold, and she was only wearing the clothes made of dry grass.

After she yelled, she instantly felt much warmer, and then she quickly hugged the tree and climbed up.

There was snow on the tree, even if she had cleared some of it when she climbed up the tree just now, but after the gust of wind blew up the snow, it piled up again on the tree.

But she didn't go to clear the snow like before, because she knew that the time left for herself was running out, and if she climbed up while clearing the snow, she would only be more easily hit by the strong wind. blow down.

This is what she didn't want.

She was like this, hugging the tree, leaning against the snow on the tree, and climbing up.

The bursts of snow were cold and penetrated.

She climbed up, trembling all over.

She still climbed up tenaciously, and the higher she climbed, the closer she was to those attractive fruits.

It's a pity that maybe the gods in their hearts are not happy today, they are out of temper, and they don't want to think about the happiness of his people. The snow scraped towards Ling'er who was climbing up the tree.

Then she was blown off by the strong wind and fell to the ground.

But fortunately, Ling'er still fell on the thick snowdrift, like last time, still not injured.

Ling'er got up, walked to the tall tree, raised her head, looked at the fruit on the tree, and frowned tightly.

But there is still no way, the fruit on the tree can't be blown off even by strong winds, and if you shake it by yourself, it is even more impossible to shake the fruit off the tree, so you have to go up the tree again.

She nodded, and stretched out her hand again, holding the stumped branch on the tree, and then stepped up with both feet, she wanted to climb up again.

But as soon as she put her feet on the tree, before she had time to hug her tightly, the strong wind blew again, and directly blew her off.

She climbed up from the snow again, and she was not injured, but in her heart, the sorrow was already as strong as the raging snowstorm.

She walked under the tall tree, raised her head, and looked at the fruit on the tree again, frowning tightly.

No, it won't work if it goes on like this, we have to pick some fruits, we have to get them.

She nodded heavily again, cheering herself on, then she stretched out her hands again, holding the stumped branches of the tree, stepped on the tree with her feet, hugged the tree, and wanted to climb up again.

She must, must pick the fruit from this tree.

Then she wanted to climb up, but at this moment, the gust of wind suddenly disappeared.

She felt very strange, so she looked back, and then she was startled, the hands and feet that were holding the tree loosened, and she fell down, and fell under the tree.

When she fell on the snow, she immediately came back to her senses, got up, then turned around and looked forward, there was no one there.

In fact, when she looked back from the tree just now, she saw a person standing in front of her, but that person was very strange, he was not wearing the clothes made of withered grass like her.

Clothes made of dry grass are the most common clothes in their world, and they are also a symbol of their world.

But that person was not wearing clothes made of withered grass, but a gorgeous dress, which looked very warm.

In this world, the only people who wear such splendid clothes are those from the families called priests.

For this world, cotton for making clothes does not exist, because in such weather, it is impossible to grow it at all, so we have to exchange it with people from other worlds.

For ordinary people like them, there is no way to get the cotton used to make clothes. First, they have nothing to exchange with other worlds, and second, they are not qualified to exchange.

Their status in this world is low.

In this world, there are two classes of people. The first class is called the priestly family, which is the high class; and then there are people like them, who are called the low class.

In this world, low-level people like them have no status or power. For those families called priests, low-level people like them are a bunch of pigs, not even pigs.

So, even if they have cotton things that can be changed into clothes, they are not qualified to change them.

That is to say, the person in front of her just now, the person in the fine attire, is from a family called priests.

But in this southern land, there is no priest family, because the southern land is not only cold, but also lives with powerful ice beasts, even if it is a group of priests, they are not the opponents of these ice beasts.

So those powerful priest families have all moved away from here. More than ten years ago, they moved away from here and moved to a place close to Zhongdu. Northland.

But those who moved to the Northland did not actually move to the Northland. The place they moved to was still close to the Central Capital, but only slightly entered the Northland area.

The Northland, in this world and in the hearts of the people in this world, is even more a terrifying place.

But in the south, those priest families have already moved away, so what about the people I saw just now?

This made her feel strange.

What made her even more strange was that when she looked at the person, she found that the person's feet did not touch the ground, but floated up.

It was because of this that she was so startled that she fell from the tree.

Because in her heart, those whose feet float up are undead, and they are ghosts.

In addition, the members of the priest's family have already moved out of here, and there will be no members of the priest's family in the South, but there will be ghosts of the priest's family.

And he was gone now, suddenly.

His feet are floating up, not a ghost, or something, or something.

When Ling'er thought of this, she was very frightened and frightened.

She wanted to run away. When she saw a ghost, of course she wanted to run away. No matter what, she was still a girl, a little girl. It was normal for little girls to be afraid of ghosts.

She was about to run away, but when she was about to run, she suddenly thought of something.

She turned around, raised her head, and looked at the fruit on the tall tree.

Yes, yes, but the fruit hasn't been picked yet!

She just looked at the fruit on the tree, then gritted her teeth after a pause, then stretched out her hands, stepped out of her feet, and hugged the tree.

yes!Her heart is full of fear, she is afraid of ghosts, and she also wants to escape, but she knows, if she escapes, what will happen to the food?I don't need to eat it myself, but he wants to eat, he wants to eat.

No, no, I can't escape, I can't escape.

"It should be fine, it should be fine, it should be fine." She read like this, then hugged the tree and climbed up.

She is afraid, but the person in her heart makes her fearless.

This is a wooden house with only one window facing north. In fact, in every house in this world, there is a window facing north.

Because Zhongdu is just to the north, and Zhongdu is the holy place for the people of this world. People in this world must always express their respect and love for the god in their hearts, that is, the person called the high priest.

According to legend, the god in their hearts was born in Zhongdu.

So their respect for him will be shown in every bit of life, so when building a house, a window will be made on the north wall of the house, and this north window is also called a pilgrimage window.

As for the North Metropolis?Ordinary people like Ling'er don't know, she just heard some old people call Beidu a place of death.

That must be an uninhabitable place!
Li Ziyan had already walked to the wooden house, and looked at the house carefully. Indeed, it was built exactly the same as the wooden house he marked just now.

He took out a red thread from his pocket, and then walked to the north window of the house, trying to hang the red thread on the north window.

He walked to the north window, then raised his head and looked at the north window.

"Huh?" When he looked at the north window, there was light flickering, flashing from the pattern on the north window, flickering in front of his eyes.

Immediately, he felt dizzy, and his vision became blurred, as if he would faint to death in the next moment.

He bit his lip, biting hard, directly biting his lip, and the pain pierced into his brain.

He regained consciousness slightly, and his vision became clearer.

"There is a ghost!" He raised his lips and smiled brightly.

His eyes were full of eagerness to move.

He really wanted to go into this room and have a look.

He cast his eyes again, on the patterns on the north windows, the flickering light just now had disappeared.

Of course it was gone, Li Ziyan smiled.

He just looked at those patterns. In fact, these patterns are very common in this world. Li Ziyan had seen them on the north window of Linger's house, and he had also seen them on the north window of that wooden house.

It is nothing more than a picture depicting a pilgrimage.

The north window is also called the pilgrimage window, so it is a matter of course to engrave the scene of pilgrimage on the window.

But the pattern on the north window in front of him was a little different from the pilgrimage patterns he had seen before. The color used in those pilgrimage patterns he had seen before was white, but the pilgrimage pattern in front of him was red.

And the light that flashed from the pattern just now is red light, and that red light is brighter than ordinary red light.

This aroused Li Ziyan's curiosity, because he felt that the color on the pattern was not dyed with ordinary dyes, but with blood, the hot blood.

He stretched out his hand, scratched the pattern on the window, and scratched off a layer of something that looked like mud.

He withdrew his hand and put it in his mouth, and a bloody smell rushed out, filling his entire mouth.

It really is blood!Sure enough, there is a ghost!

He smiled even brighter, and then he tied the red thread in his hand to the north window.

The wind was blowing, and the red line was swaying from side to side by the wind.

It's crazy!
He looked at the red line, and the smile on his face was even brighter.

Then he turned around. He just wanted to tie the red thread on the north window to mark it. If Linger saw the red thread, she would know that he had been here, and she would wait for him outside the house.

She won't enter this room, if it was the previous room, she will still enter, but this room, she will not enter, because there are ghosts in this room!
She is afraid of ghosts!Although she didn't tell Li Ziyan about it, after all, he lived with her for a few days under the same house, and Ling'er was a little girl, so she was very enthusiastic about Li Ziyan, so naturally she wouldn't take anything away.

So even if Ling'er didn't say anything, he could see that Ling'er was afraid of ghosts, and she was still very afraid.

At first he couldn't figure it out, why she was afraid of ghosts and not him.

In his heart, people are more terrifying than ghosts.

But after thinking about it, after all, she is still a little girl, and it is normal to be afraid of some unknown creatures, and he is at least kind-hearted, so she should not be afraid of him, because she is afraid of ghosts.

From Linger's point of view, as for the people in this world, Li Ziyan doesn't know.

In Ling'er's view, ghosts are unknown creatures, they don't know why they were born, and they don't know why they exist. Anyway, in her opinion, ghosts can eat people.

It's that simple, so she is afraid of ghosts.

But Li Ziyan is not afraid, and he has no reason to be afraid. He was cultivating in the ghost mausoleum before, dealing with ghosts every day, and sometimes, he would even smell of ghosts on his body.

So he is not afraid of ghosts, in his world, he is not afraid, in this world, he is even less afraid.

And in his opinion, the ghosts in this world are much weaker than the ghosts in his world, and even in his heart, they cannot be called ghosts.

As for how he deduced that there was a ghost in the house?It's actually very simple. When he walked to the north window just now, when the red light flashed in front of his eyes, before his vision blurred, he looked in through the red light, into the room. .

When he looked through the red light, what he saw was different from what he saw directly with his ordinary eyes.

He saw it, saw a few shadows passing by in the room, it was still red.

And according to the content about this world in the "World Biography" he read in the Moon Pavilion, he can know that those red shadows flashing in the room are the ghosts of this world.

In that book, it was described like this: Xue Yu and Hong Ying are ghosts, and they are all miserable people.

And in that book, it was written about the power of these ghosts.

It is described like this: the red shadow ghost, the shadow is an illusion, and the human form is powerless.

In other words, these ghosts have two forms, one is to turn into a red shadow, and the second is to turn back into a human form, but when they are in the form of a shadow, they can use illusions, which is probably why the ghosts on the snow ground , there will be occasional illusions.

People in this world refer to those illusions as the Mysteries of Snow, but in fact there are Mysteries of Snow there, which is simply the art of ghosts.

And these ghosts have another form, which is to transform back into human form, but when they transform back into human form, they have no power, even if it is illusion, they can't use it.

So why in Li Ziyan's view, the ghosts in this world are not ghosts, they are really too weak, even the illusion they use is the lowest level of illusion, if it is not because of Li Ziyan's current strength, I don't know why It's all gone, otherwise the red light just now wouldn't be able to make him faint.

But for people in this world, those ghosts are already very scary, very scary.

And originally, Li Ziyan wanted to go into that room to have a look, but after thinking about it, she still thought about it. After all, they all died tragically, it was already miserable enough, why should I bother, bother them.

It is still important to find Ling'er first.

He turned around and raised his head. Looking, he couldn't see the sky. The wind was surging, rolling up the snow, covering the entire sky.

It's not snowing now.

He lowered his head and looked forward, the front was still hazy, the distance he saw was very short, and he couldn't see clearly.

But it's fine.

He paused, tightened his clothes, and raised his right foot, intending to walk forward.

But just when he was about to leave, the wind suddenly became fierce, and a large area of ​​snow was rolled up. In the sky, it rushed towards him, like a tiger rushing towards him.

He was not in a hurry, because he knew that this little snow was nothing, at least to him, it was nothing.

He turned around, looked, looked at that room, through the north window of that room, looked into the room, and then curled up his lips.

He smiled brightly.

Then he went around that room, walked to the door of this room, stretched out his hand, and as soon as he moved, the door creaked and was pushed open.

A gust of cold air gushed out, it was a bloody cold air.

Li Ziyan was still smiling, then he stepped up and stepped in.

Just before stepping in, he said, "Excuse me! Senior!"

Then he stepped in, stepped into the room, and at the north window, the heavy snow blown up by the strong wind suddenly disappeared.