Rebirth Dominator

When Fang Xiu left, it was already late at night outside, and when he stepped out of the Reich Palace, there was an ox cart waiting for him outside.

Master! You are here!

It's already midnight! The evil spirits and cannibals have been raging outside recently! Let's go back quickly.

The slave coach driver was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, he could already be regarded as a youth here, and he looked a little scared.

It's okay! Just keep going! Fang Xiu got into the car staggeringly as if he was drunk.

The bright moon is hidden in the clouds, and the stars are also dim. In the night of Xundu, the cars shuttle on the street. The ground is not flat and a little bumpy, but fortunately the ox cart is not moving fast.

Xundu at night is pitch black, no one can be seen on the street, every house is closed and there is not even a single light. It is completely different from the Xundu known in the daytime, the bustling Dahuan capital city. a world.

Because at night, without the light of the sun that illuminates all things, ghosts hiding in dark corners will come out, all kinds of ghosts and monsters will appear on the ground, and even monsters hiding everywhere will come out and eat food. People kill.

This is a world where ghosts and living people coexist. At night, any strange things may happen.

Xun people have a special custom. They like to bury themselves at home after death. They believe that their spirit will protect their descendants, and Xun people also believe that their ancestors will protect themselves.

Doing so does have the effect of protecting one's own home, preventing evil spirits from entering their homes and courtyards, as if dividing areas and domains among ghosts and spirits.

But for the entire Xundu, the situation of the evil spirits and demons raging became more serious.

Therefore, the entire Xundu City is a huge cemetery and tomb, which makes the situation where humans and ghosts live together become more and more serious.

And every time a witch priest or sorcerer dies, not only will they not enter reincarnation, but they will even detain a large number of their own buried slaves. At the same time, the slaves buried in the same place as them will also be unconsciously detained by them. So will future generations.

In just a few decades, the situation in Xundu has become even worse than Fang Xiu imagined.

The bullock cart moved forward slowly, and the slaves driving the carts yawned and drove the pulling cattle, and headed towards the Xundu Xuegong little by little. As the slaves of the Xundu Xuegong, because of Master Feng, most of the internal slaves also Those who have learned a lot, even read and write, are naturally quite different from ordinary slaves.

Moo!

The sound of the wheels turning, the sound of the coachman yawning, the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, and the long and twisted shadows of the trees beside the road.

Moo~ At this time, the moving cow suddenly stopped, as if something appeared in front of it.

The slave driving the carriage raised his head. With sleepy eyes, he saw shadows appearing on the ground in the dim light on the street ahead, but there were no projected objects around.

The shadows in the darkness twisted one by one, transpiring, forming an illusory outline in the night.

Dingling! The sound of the bronze bell ringing was extremely crisp at night.

Swipe la la! There was also a strange sound that seemed to be made by friction of decorations hanging from the witch priest's hair.

Aha! Aha! Aha!

Aha!

It was one evil ghost after another climbing up from the depths of the ground, where the evil spirit gathered.

Every evil spirit is dressed in animal skins, with its strong upper body exposed, dancing a terrifying sacrificial dance crazily, as if after death, they are still offering sacrifices to their witch gods.

Hundreds of evil spirits danced, twenty or thirty people carried a huge chariot, several witch priests wearing animal skins, tattooed faces and broken hair were on the chariot, desperately dancing the bone staff with a large number of holes in their hands, the wind Through the opening of the bone staff, a terrifying sound resounded.

This scene is like the scene of the witch sacrifices in the early Xun Kingdom fifty or sixty years ago, those dead witch sacrifices and Xun tribesmen.

And behind them, there are dozens of headless ghosts who have lost their heads, holding their heads respectfully with a plate, and walking humbly and bending over, as if offering their heads to the gods.

There is also the evil ghost who cut open his chest and emptied his internal organs, holding his internal organs, ticking and dripping blood.

There are even monsters whose limbs have been cut off and writhing like snakes. Their four severed limbs drag their torso, moving forward like a centipede. There are also burnt fire ghosts and drowned water ghosts, all of which die in strange ways. .

While wailing in pain, he also followed the chariot and followed the sacrificial dance of the witch sacrifice.

These people were slaves, tribesmen, chiefs of hostile tribes, etc. who had been sacrificed to the witch god by the witch priests.

Even if they are dead at this moment, the spirits of these people are still enslaved by them.

Hundreds of ghosts crossed the street, filled the street for the whole night, and came towards the frame of the bullock cart in a mighty way. This scene scared the slaves who were driving the cart out of their wits.

ah!

Master! Master!

Evil ghosts have appeared! There are evil ghosts!

The slave in sackcloth suddenly felt a chill go from his spine to his brain, his whole body shivered, and he fell to the ground with a scream.

He frantically slapped the carriage of the bullock cart and grabbed the wheel, as if he was holding a life-saving straw.

But this cry made the ghosts who had been dazed at first look over in an instant.

Those pairs of horrifying eyes instantly raised their heads, and their ferocious faces looked at him with blood-red eyes.

Even the ghosts and witches who performed sacrifices on the chariot and prayed to the sky and the witches and gods bowed their heads together.

The scene became quiet for an instant.

However, it seemed more and more terrifying.

The evil spirits rushed out together, as if awakened from a deep sleep, let out roars one after another, and rushed towards the bullock cart overwhelmingly, trying to devour the existence there.

At this moment, a hand stretched out from the bullock cart, and a black vortex came out from the sleeve.

A gust of wind suddenly rose, sweeping across the entire street in an instant, and everything was heading towards the vortex.

The ferocious ghosts couldn't break free from the oppression, and everything they transformed into shadows shrunk into the sleeves.

In the blink of an eye, the avenue where the ghosts traveled became clean.

And at this moment, the silver moon above the sky finally emerged from the clouds, illuminating the earth, and the originally terrifying and gloomy Xun Capital of Night also became brighter in an instant.

Fang Xiu took his hand back, hiccupped, and said impatiently, What are you still doing? Go back to the school!

At this time, the panicked slave driver finally got up from the ground, looked at the clean street, the cold evening wind blew, and the cold sweat dried up, and he finally became sober.

He looked at his master and wife, and realized that this person is more powerful than evil spirits!

Fang Xiu was holding a white pottery jug in the car, but in his hazy eyes, he was thinking about the scene of the evil spirits raging just now.

Recently, the evil spirits have become more and more serious in the entire Xundu. Most of the evil spirits are sleeping underground. If there is no specific period or special reasons, they will always sleep and will not appear often. .

Recently, evil spirits can be seen appearing almost every day, and there are rumors of evil spirits eating people and ghosts harming people every day.

Even many evil spirits began to break into the courtyard, harming people and eating people, making the whole Xun panic.

At night, every house shuts its doors tightly, fearing that they dare not even turn on the lights. The women even cover the children's mouths, fearing that their cries will attract evil spirits.

This is not normal.

Fang Xiu rolled up the curtain of the carriage and looked outside the bullock cart. He could see that there were many trees on the streets inside and outside the entire Xundu.

These trees meander like dragons, with dense leaves, even in autumn at this moment, they are still evergreen.

This is not a tree from Dahuan in Zhongtu, but a tree species from the barren land in the north. Most of them grow on Siqiong Mountain, and they are called Yuehuai.

No one knows where it came from, who first called it Yuehuai, but it has appeared in Xundu since a year ago, because it is evergreen all the year round, it is loved by many nobles.

This tree looks ordinary, but it is a different kind of tree, not ordinary wood.

The whole xun is so big, not to mention some more trees, even if hundreds of people were killed or injured, there is no fuss, it doesn't attract people's attention.

However, Fang Xiu saw some familiar shadows from above, that is the maze of peach blossoms above the Sanyang Temple.

The eyes of the clock appeared in Fang Xiu's eyes, and he immediately saw the power of the spell in each moon locust tree. Bit by bit, the entire xun radiated light and gathered together.

They are accumulating and connecting with each other, affecting the entire Xundu.

The change of the entire Xundu is also because of this.

Just wait until the time comes, when the formation locks the entire Xundu, it's time for them to show their power.

Fang Xiu knew Taoist Qingyun's layout, and had already guessed what he wanted to do.

He went to Xuanyuan Country in Siqiong Mountain and met Xuanyuan Country's new generation of high priests. After all, besides Dahuan, the one with the most powerful power and the richest background here is Xuanyuan Country.

He also learned from there some of the secrets about the underworld and the earth.

He wants to open the door to the underworld.

The Yin Cao of the underworld is in charge of the cycle of life and death. There naturally exists the biggest secret in the world and the root of all life, old age, sickness and death. As long as one can spy on the secrets of the underworld, or become the god of the earth, one can naturally live forever.

He wanted to use Xundu and this place to open the door to the underworld, but at the same time he was afraid that his actions of spying on the underworld would be noticed by those superior gods and demons.

Therefore, he still needs to find a scapegoat.

He didn't want to be like Siqiong Mountain God, who was sealed and suppressed because he attracted the attention of gods and demons.

But he didn't expect that the existence in charge of the Underworld had already seen him.

even--

That existence is still waiting for him, expecting him to open the gate of the underworld.

Niu slowly pulled the frame, and finally arrived in front of the Xundu Academy. Fang Xiu stretched his waist, took a hot bath under the service of two obedient and docile female concubines, and then fell asleep.