Rebirth of Beigu Sirius

"You villain, you killed my senior brother's family for no reason. It is an unforgivable crime! Although you and I have become ghosts today, I will punish the evil and promote the good!"

"Heh, why is it called no reason? It is clear that your senior brother framed my friend in the past, and now the evil will be rewarded with evil!"

"Nonsense! Back then, if your friend hadn't been full of bad deeds, how could you have been murdered? And you actually blamed my senior brother, and you still don't repent!"

"Ha, what are you repenting for? I, on the contrary, hate myself for my low martial arts. I just killed his family and you, an unlucky junior, and I will die. If I can wash all of you like the Sirius Yun Qianxuan back then, One faction, that would be considered happy enmity!"

"You, you, you, you use such a rebellious sinner as an example, it is hopeless!"

"What is incurable! How dare you fight to the death!"

"Hit it! Come on!"

Next to Wangchuan in the underworld, outside the window of a dilapidated hut, two ghosts started arguing.

As good as death is, the person standing in the window of this dilapidated hut is the "ghost involved" mentioned by them——Yun Zhuo.

"Fight, fight! What to fight!"

After going back and forth, I listened to the talk for a long time, not to mention the talk about myself.Rolling his eyes, his brain ached, the person in the room was finally overwhelmed by it, the young master became angry, and pushed open the broken wooden window in the room with a "pop".

He pointed to the Naihe Bridge in the distance, and shouted: "It's okay to make noise here, and don't let people relax after death, what's wrong! An Sheng can't be reincarnated?!"

"Hey, what are you, dare to order us!"

Being scolded by this, the two outside the window also spoke in unison without thinking.

"Hey, how dare you ask me what it is?"

Hearing this, Yunzhuo was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and pointed at himself, angrily said: "You are not blind! I was just nagged by you, Sirius Yunzhuo!"

"What? Sirius, Yun, Yunzhuo?"

When the two ghosts heard the words, their expressions changed suddenly, and they moved back two steps.

Only then did I realize that the person in front of me had blood on his lips, his white hair was loose, and there was not a piece of skin under his black shirt that was not without horrific burns—this, isn’t it just the rumored villain who washed the Cloud Cliff Palace with blood? The appearance of dying.

"Oh my god, it seems to be really him. Then, the one who killed hundreds of Yunya's disciples by himself, Yunzhuo!"

A ghost was dumbfounded.

"Really, really? Wouldn't it be easier for him to kill us than to crush a chicken?"

The other ghost's face was livid, as if he had completely forgotten that he was dead.

Yun Zhuo was even more speechless. He patted the window sill and retorted: "What's real? Could it be that Master Ben looks so fake?"

"Since it's true, then, what are you waiting for?!"

The two ghosts, who were arguing endlessly, quickly turned their fighting into a jade silk, looked at each other, both of them changed their expressions, and then wailed: "Run!!!"

Seeing that the two ghosts were so frightened that they ran away for a while, the corners of Yun Zhuo's mouth twitched, and he heard a cold female voice behind him: "Ah Zhuo, what happened outside the window?"

As soon as he closed the window, Yun Zhuo turned around and looked at the aunt who had no waves in the ancient well, and suddenly nodded and bowed with the annoyed expression just now: "Hey, it's nothing. Yin, Aunt Yinxi, you just sit down, sit down It's good to go."

The woman has black hair and snow skin, purple robes, and cold eyes. She is a senior who is so mysterious that she can't be offended or hidden from the rivers and lakes——Saint Gu Yinxi.

The lineage of Shenggu originated from the Miao area, passed on from generation to generation, supernatural beings appear and disappear, and it is rumored that all her predecessors have abilities beyond the reach of ordinary people, and Yinxi has more than seven generations, so all disciples of the five sects have to be courteous, respect this Say "aunt".

Yin Xi is indifferent by nature, although her cultivation is very high, she walks in the Yin and Yang six worlds like walking on the ground, but she usually doesn't bother to show her face.Unless someone's disciple did something evil that both men and gods would hate, she would pay a visit to the sect and talk to other sect leaders.

So today, what kind of wind is blowing?Can you blow her here?

Yun Zhuo counted all the things he had done during his lifetime, and claimed that although he had done a lot of wrongdoings, after his death, he had never done anything particularly evil.

If you have to say it hard, probably, just scolded those two unlucky ghosts who were arguing endlessly?

Puzzled, he pulled a small stool and sat down, carefully maintaining the precarious balance between himself and the stool, his words stuttered, feeling more and more like sitting on pins and needles, with thorns on his back: "Auntie, junior, dare to ask, what are you doing here this time? "

The face of the woman in purple did not change: "Deal."

transaction?

Yun Zhuo raised his eyes inexplicably.

The co-author of this holy lady in the forest not only saves people and scolds people, but also buys and sells to do business?

Yin Xi ignored his incomprehension, and said in a serious voice, "Don't think too much, this is not a transaction of money and goods... but a transaction of resurrection."

"Resurrection, trade?"

Yun Zhuo was confused, and tried his best not to let himself fall off the stool.

"Today, there is a person who was ambushed by traitors with his master. He died protecting his master, but he always cared about his master's safety. He didn't know that his soul was out of the body. He searched all the way, and then he bumped into me."

Yin Xi's voice was still calm: "I think he has a sincere heart, but he has no choice but to live up to the end of his life, so I asked him if he would like to use his body as the price to bring back his soul, and let this person protect his master until the matter is cleared up." He also felt that since he was dead, it was useless to keep that shell around, so he agreed."

"so what?"

Yun Zhuo rubbed his white hair, feeling as if he had sensed the purpose of the person in front of him: "Just come and ask me, do I want to be this reincarnated person?"

Yin Xi nodded.

"Hey, did I hear you right? If you work as a guard for someone else and investigate the case, can you get back a new shell?"

Yun Zhuo clapped his palms together, feeling ridiculous, and sighed: "I say aunt! No one wants to share such a good thing, you can just find someone with martial arts. Let me see, the two outside the window just now are not bad. Why would you want to find someone with such a bad reputation like me?"

That's right, no one in the rivers and lakes knows that the Sirius Lord Yunzhuo murdered his father and betrayed his teacher, hooked up with Nanzhao, practiced sorcery, and washed Yunya with blood...

Although there are hidden secrets in this, and I think I am wronged, but the remnants are the remnants, and no one cares whether you are wronged or not.At least from the perspective of outsiders, all the rules are capital offenses.

So, if he said the wrong thing and leaked his identity in Yangjian, he would have to be condemned to death again. Then Yinxi's hard-working deal, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

"I found you because of chance."

Yin Xi was not as hesitant and entangled as he was, he paused and said: "But the chance cannot be said."

Because of chance?Still can't say?

Well, here comes this trick again.

The complaint in Yun Zhuo's heart is really going to blurt out now.

But, after he thought about it again, he felt that the other party was an elder who couldn't be neglected, so he hesitated for a long time and didn't dare to say anything, or he swallowed the words in a whisper.

"Yes, I admit it."

After a moment of silence, he shook the stool, squinted his eyes and said suspiciously: "Let's talk about the transaction. Can you tell me first, who is the dead person? Who is the person I want to protect?" ..."

Yinxi looked at him and said slowly, "Master Duan Xiaodao, who has no fixed concept, and his sword boy Rongyu."

Duan Zhaoying?Tolerance?

Yun Zhuo frowned when he heard the words, probably after becoming a ghost, his memory of being a human being was a little blurred, and he searched through the messy memories of his previous life for a long time, but he just couldn't remember it.

After a while, until he followed the surname "Duan" up again, and vaguely remembered a group of young people of the same age at the Lingyun Conference when he was 15 years old, he suddenly realized "Oh".

"So it's those two people! I remember, I remember!"

Yun Zhuo patted his head and thought: "This little Taoist priest seems to have had a fight with me back then. Why, he was killed?"

Yin Xi nodded: "It's a long story."

Yun Zhuo smiled politely: "Then can you make a long story short?"

Yinxi said: "Two years ago, Qing Luo, the first apprentice of Wudingguan, was injured by demon elimination and died."

"Oh, Daoist Luo is dead."

That Daoist Luo with extremely high swordsmanship had met him several times in his previous life. Yun Zhuo was a little emotional, and then asked: "So Daoist Luo died and died, and what did the Daoist have to do with this?" What is involved?"

"Qing Luo's death is very strange."

Yinxi paused, and then said: "Qing Luo's injuries were not serious at the time, but after recuperating for more than a month, his injuries became more serious, and eventually he died of strange things. The audience members of Wude decided not to do it when they saw this, and they called for a doctor. The officials inspected the corpse dozens of times before and after, but it is a pity that they still haven’t found out why. There is no result after going back and forth, so the temple master can only order the corpse of this disciple to be placed in an ice coffin and buried in a cave.”

Yun Zhuo raised his eyes: "Oh, it's just a suspicious case without a head! Then?"

Yin Xi said: "Then, during Qingming this year, Daoist Luo's body was stolen."

"...Stolen?"

Yun Zhuo suddenly felt a little puzzled, and asked suspiciously: "Now the corpse thief is so arrogant that he even dared to steal the corpse of the famous disciple?"

"No."

Yinxi shook her head: "This corpse was not stolen by ordinary thieves, but because there was a piece of blood-red maple on top of the open ice coffin, and there was a ghostly aura on it, it was definitely not done by ordinary people."

After a pause, she continued: "Unfortunately, the people who found the stolen body that day were Duan Zhaoying and his sword boy Rongyu who went to worship."

"Hiss, that's how it is..."

Yun Zhuo squeezed his chin: "Then, why were they killed?"

Yinxi said: "Bravely stealing the corpse and leaving such clues, Duan and Rong are naturally very angry, and they reported to the head of the sect after they won Hongfeng's hand... Who knows that the Master Ji Ling can't see Hongfeng Where the ghost aura lies, we had to send them out of the mountain to find another person."

Yun Zhuo asked without hesitation, "Who?"

Yinxi's tone was light: "Nine Miao Ghost Eyes, Situ Lin."

"What? Brother Rin?"

Hearing this, Yun Zhuo was a little happy.Xindao was tangled up and down, and then turned back to the old acquaintance—what should I call it, look down and see you?

After thinking for a while, he thought again: "That's right, brother Lin was born with ghost pupils, and can recognize the aura of ghosts, so it's safe to find him... But according to what you mean, these two Taoist priests must have been killed before they could find someone? "

Yin Xi nodded: "The two of them were ambushed by an assassination organization in the purple bamboo forest. Duan Zhaoying was seriously injured, and Rong Yu died. The current plan is to ask you to use Rong Yu's corpse to revive your soul, and join hands with Ah Lin to find out who The truth about the assassination of the two corpse robbers."

"Uh, not..."

Hearing this, Yun Zhuo's face was tangled, and the stool trembled: "You, you really let me revive my soul and go to the indeterminate view?"

Everyone knows that the Wuding Temple on Zhongnan Mountain is one of the strictest among the five sects today.And the two people involved are both Taoist priests in this view, even if they are not dead.

Now, if he borrows this capacity and shell to revive his soul, let alone whether he wants to eat a vegetarian diet or not, or memorize scriptures and practice Taoism, the consequences of just accidentally leaking the stuffing are extremely unimaginable.

Losing his wife and then losing the army, dying and dying, and being criticized again, isn't this going to the pole to find trouble for himself!

The stool under him creaked, and the memories of his life also came to his mind, and Yun Zhuo's eyebrows frowned even tighter.

But it seems that it can't be said all the time?

After all, Zhaoying had fought with him a few times at the Lingyun meeting back then, and met him many times, so he should be regarded as half an old friend anyway.

Now, a group of leaders died strangely, and the old man was ordered to track down but was plotted against by traitors, plus a strange corpse-stealing case that was quite immoral and involved his brother Lin. The third young master Junyun was the one he hated the most.

Although it is a bit dangerous to resurrect the soul with a dead body, but no matter how you think about it, you should help out of love and righteousness, right?

Are you going back at the risk of being beaten to death again?Or continue to shrink back with the guilt of being immoral?

At this moment, Yun Zhuo suddenly got a little tangled up, and the headache that hadn't been relieved from the yelling just now also gave a "clang" and revived.

Unexpectedly, Yin Xi, who was at the side, saw that he had no response, and said coldly: "Ah Zhuo, you used to be open-minded and straightforward in your actions, but now you are so timid. Could it be that you are also the same as Ah Lin who became a demon king? After a few years have worn away the youthful nature, this is how to become a coward?"

"Ah? Becoming a Demon Lord? Shrinking head? What do you mean... him?"

Completely ignoring the key points of Yin Xi's provocative words, Yun Zhuo's expression froze, the soles of his feet slipped, and he fell from the stool that had been shaking for a long time.