【Xue Xiao】Desolate City Crossing

At the same time, in a certain eerie dungeon, a male ghost in his early 40s failed to seize the house again.

He left the body of the living container, shaking his sleeves and hands in displeasure.

It has been more than a month since Lan Wangji injured his spirit body with the sound of the piano, and he still cannot be reborn, so he is inevitably a little irritated.

The stone door opened slowly, and a subordinate who was also a ghost walked in, "Report to Hall Master Ying, one of the two people who found the Hebi Dungeon is the one you asked us to look for all this time, with severed fingers and arms, named Xue Yang."

The middle-aged man seemed to have heard some good news, he scratched his beard with his skinny fingers and said with a smile: "Hehe, it really is him. After all, it was the place he was most familiar with, no wonder he found it."

The subordinate continued: "Now, Baijia of Xianmen has begun to investigate all the strongholds and missing children who have purchased the dementor incense. Checkpoints are set up everywhere to check whether the people who enter and exit are reborn from the house. How should we deal with it?"

"The little wolf cub is promising, yet he caused me such a big trouble." Shi Wusheng turned his back to his subordinates, without looking back, he thought for a moment and ordered concisely: "Send me a message, destroy all the dungeons as soon as possible, those who don't have important things in hand , Abandon the body that seized the house, and return to the ice lake camp to stand by."

The subordinate was unsure: "How should we deal with the nearly one hundred soul boys in custody?"

"Leave the three with the highest spiritual power at present, and destroy all the corpses and souls of the rest." Shi Wusheng's tone was light and unwavering.

The subordinate who took the order trembled imperceptibly, "Yes!"

"Also," Shi Wusheng narrowed his eyes slightly, "continue to pay attention to Xue Yang's whereabouts, including the person who was with him, Xiao Xingchen."

The east wind in early spring wakes up the peach blossoms and willows, but it cannot melt the ice and snow on the Suiyun Snow Mountain in the west.

One person and one ghost searched for many days among the white mountains, and finally found a hidden plantation between two snow-capped mountains.Shi Wusheng controlled eight people with Gu insects to help him look after and plant the loose soul grass.

Since they were controlled by Gu insects, interrogation was useless. Xiao Xingchen and Xue Yang did not bother them, but set up an enchantment near the plantation to monitor the entry and exit of people or ghosts.They found a cave not far from the plantation, expanded the interior, roughly divided into three rooms, bought some necessary utensils from the village at the foot of the mountain, and made the cave a hidden appearance, warm and comfortable inside. Temporary residence.

Xiao Xingchen was never picky about the environment. He could live in the gloomy Yizhuang, in the wilderness, but he couldn't bear to let Xue Yang live with him, so he cleaned up Xue Yang's room with extra care and leveled it. Three layers of thick quilts were laid on the boulder that made the bed.

Obviously Xue Yang as a ghost is more cold-resistant than him.

Next, apart from monitoring the plantation every day, the only real thing is to save the ghosts.

There is no need to run around, and there is nothing to do in the mountains, Xiao Xingchen can perform two or three deliverances every day.Xue Yang repeatedly expressed his willingness to help, so Xiao Xingchen handed over those ordinary vengeful spirits who didn't seem to have strong grievances to Xue Yang, and asked him to empathize with and find out the life of the vengeful spirits, and then relayed them to him for record.

Xue Yang and Chang Ping were sympathetic and trapped in the illusion of Ling Chi for three days. Xiao Xingchen was very worried, worried that the resentment and resentment would have a bad influence on Xue Yang, so he paid special attention to it, sympathized several times, and confirmed Xue Yang felt relieved that he would not be trapped by ordinary resentful spirits.

However, as time passed, Xiao Xingchen had new worries. He found that every time he felt empathy with the resentful spirits, there would always be some subtle fluctuations in Xue Yang's emotions. He didn't know whether the fluctuations were good or bad.

For example, today, they were sitting opposite each other in the shared room in the middle of the cave. Xiao Xingchen used the soul-searching technique to get rid of two resentful spirits, and brought in a third one who didn't look like a monk, nor did he have much resentment. As usual, let Xue Yang empathize.

Xue Yang was just peeling apples out of boredom.Ghosts don't need to eat, and Xiao Xingchen has practiced bigu, and they only go down the mountain to buy some food in three or five days. This apple was bought in the village at the foot of the mountain the day before yesterday. Compared with the apples he ate elsewhere before, the fruit here Juicy and sour, he peeled a plate of apples and rabbits, but didn't eat any, purely to kill boredom.

Hearing that Xiao Xingchen asked him to do something, he lifted his spirits.

There is nothing on Suiyun Snow Mountain except white snow, and the villages below the mountain are sparsely populated, with a world of ice and snow, poor food, and boring all day long.He is happy to reminisce about the excitement of the world in the thoughts of those undead. He never cared about how other people lived before, but now he really has no other entertainment. He should listen to stories and read scripts to empathize with the undead and see them. What kind of colorful life do you still remember after death?

The resentful spirit this time was a young man. After Xue Yang entered the state of empathy, the first thing he saw was a funeral in his childhood. It turned out that both his parents died of illness, and he was left alone as an orphan.

The boy was ten years old, kneeling in front of his parents' grave and weeping mournfully. When he empathized with his five senses, Xue Yang felt a tearing pain in his chest and a sore throat. , but I haven’t even seen it, so I’m still alive!”

Not long after the funeral, the boy was adopted by a kind-hearted couple.Xue Yang clearly felt that the world in the boy's eyes brightened up again, and the brightest one was a little girl whose smile was as warm as spring.

The little girl is the daughter of the family, and she is as old as the boy. When she first appeared, she held the boy's hand and pointed to a clean and tidy room and introduced: "Look, these are all prepared for you. From now on we will It's family!"

In the later sympathetic memory, this girl began to appear more and more frequently, each time with a sunny smile, shining into the boy's heart.

"Childhood sweetheart?" The scene jumps to a year later, Xue Yang can't feel the pain at all, and he thinks: "It's really lucky, not only to be adopted by a good family, but even to have a wife."

Going on and on, Xue Yang is still glad that the boy finally forgot his sadness, otherwise, because of empathy, his chest would also be heavy, which is really uncomfortable.

As the memories about this girl unfolded, the chest was replaced by a soft warmth, like snow melting in early spring in the cold winter. This feeling is familiar to Xue Yang. He met Xiao Xingchen in Yicheng and lived together for three years. Feel.

The memory of the girl was clear and trivial, Xue Yang gradually forgot that he was empathizing, and followed the man's memory to savor the warmth.

At the age of 12, the girl was a beginner learning female celebrity, and embroidered a sachet for him. The stitches were rough, but the man kept it close to his body.

At the age of 14, the man went to work as an apprentice for a blacksmith and was injured. When the girl found out, she held his injured hand and shed tears.

At the age of 16, the man saw the girl pick up an exquisite jade comb from a distance in the street market, played with it for a long time, and put it down reluctantly. After the girl left, he bought the jade comb with the money he earned from blacksmithing.

That night seemed to be the girl's birthday. After eating longevity noodles, the pair of childhood sweethearts were sitting under the eaves chatting. With a warm luster, when the girl received it, her eyes were curved like crescent moons.

Xue Yang felt that the man's heart was filled with something warm, and his heart was thumping, thumping like it was about to jump out of his chest.

Xue Yang had heard this kind of heartbeat from Xiao Xingchen, but he had never experienced it himself.

Thump, thump.

What was it like?It's like a waterfall falling straight down, thunderous; it's also like a bird flying straight into the sky, fluttering like a frightened bird.

The elders in the family saw every detail of their childhood sweethearts, and they decided to arrange a wedding for them.

The wedding is approaching, and it seems that it will be harmonious and happy, and it will open the way to spend a lifetime with the one he loves. Xue Yang can't tell whether the expectations in his heart at that time belong to the empathetic man or his own.

Then, in his sympathetic memory, he saw himself laughing and triumphantly coming to slaughter the village.

To be precise, he only took the first step, cutting off people's tongues, spreading poisonous corpse powder, and massacring the village. He guided the blind Xiao Xingchen to complete it.

Charitable old people, childhood sweethearts, unmarried men and women, they didn't know what they did wrong to bring about such a disaster, their tongues were cut off, and they knelt down and kowtowed in front of Xiao Xingchen to beg for mercy.

"We are not murderous corpses! We are not murderous corpses! Please forgive me!" Xue Yang heard the man's voice piercing his heart.

Xiao Xingchen was blindfolded, and all he heard was the roar of the murderous corpse. Under the wrong guidance of Shuanghua and the young Xue Yang, he simply and quickly ended the lives of the villagers.

He asked Xue Yang to help cremate the corpses. The young Xue Yang did it sloppily, piled up people in a mess, and burned them up.

The body of the childhood sweetheart was buried in the flames and turned into ashes.

The man lost a home when he was a child, but fortunately, fate gave him another home, but he lost it again in such a tragic way.He hated so much that he turned into a wraith after death.

Resentment, anger, resentment, pain.This feeling reminded Xue Yang of losing Xiao Xingchen back then.

At this time, Xiao Xingchen was facing Xue Yang, spreading his pen and ink, silently waiting for him to end his empathy.This empathy took a very long time, and when Xiao Xingchen worried that Xue Yang was trapped again, Xue Yang finally opened his eyes.

Those pitch-black eyes stared at the candle flame, as if stung by the flame, Xue Yang suddenly reached out and pressed the candle flame out, before Xiao Xingchen could ask, the person across from him suddenly stood up and overturned the table.

"From now on, you can cross your soul by yourself, I won't help you anymore!" Xue Yang said harshly.

Xiao Xingchen was stunned, it was an intense reaction that Xue Yang had never had before.

Xue Yang didn't say anything, and he didn't ask.

After that, after several times of empathy, Xue Yang was very irritable, and kept saying that he would never help him again, Xiao Xingchen didn't force it, and let him be free.But after a few days of boredom and no disturbances, seeing too much of Xiao Xingchen's mentally and mentally exhausted all night, or watching hundreds of resentful spirits worrying in the middle of the night, Xue Yang will still take the initiative to help.

After empathizing, sometimes I am irritable, and sometimes I am silent. After empathizing with more than ten people, I become more and more silent.

He watched Xiao Xingchen take a pen to record, and then chanted a spell to make the page recording the life of the wraith become an entrance to reincarnation and send the wraith away.

"He was reincarnated." Xiao Xingchen would tell Xue Yang like this every time.

But so what if they are reincarnated, for example, that pair of childhood sweethearts have just begun their life together, after reincarnation, there is a vast crowd, and it is difficult to meet again.The regrets of the previous life will always be regrets after all.

The last ghost that Xue Yang sympathized with was a girl.

The girl lived with her grandmother since she was a child, and she also loves sweets. Her favorite food is glutinous rice balls made by her grandmother.In the empathetic memory, Xue Yang ate a lot of sweets, desserts made by the girl's grandmother, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, jujube paste cake, pea yellow, mung bean cake... Xue Yang ate like that girl, getting carried away and satisfied.The girl grew up little by little, and her cooking skills got better and better. In order to subsidize her livelihood, she went to Chang's back kitchen and became a cook.

The disaster happened when the girl was 15 years old. The young man Xue Yang took the Yinhu Talisman and turned the Chang family into murderous corpses, including her.

The girl's last name is not Chang.

In the chaotic time and space, Xue Yang looked at himself as a boy through the eyes of the girl, feeling distant and strange.

At that time, he was obsessed with revenge, he only felt that the world owed him, the more people he killed, the happier he would be.

Now, he can hardly remember how he felt at that time.

Before the girl became a murderous corpse, before she lost consciousness, she desperately slammed on the door of Chang's backyard to get out. The last thought in her mind was: Grandma is still waiting for her at home, and she wants to go back, to go back...

When she was able to go back, the girl had turned into a ghost. When she returned to her home, she was heartbroken to see her grandmother with white hair and a man with black hair.

The wrinkled old woman stood blankly at the table, without water or rice for several days, but cooked a bowl of glutinous rice balls on the table every day.

For the first time, Xue Yang had no appetite when faced with glutinous rice balls.

Xiao Xingchen let out a long sigh of relief after reciting the mantra of passing away to send the girl away.

So far, more than a hundred resentful spirits have finally passed through.

When he walked out of the cave, he saw Xue Yang lying in the snow, staring at the night sky with his eyes open, motionless.Xiao Xingchen called him twice, but he didn't agree, and went to lie down in the snow beside Xue Yang.

Above the snow-capped mountains, there is an endless starry sky, and the cold and thin air of the snow-capped mountains makes the stars look extraordinarily bright.

"Daozhang, have there always been so many stars in the sky?"

"Yes, all the time."

"Impossible, why haven't I seen it before?"

"You couldn't see it when you were a child, but you always forgot to see it later."

It was night, a man and a ghost lay in the snow, staring at the starry sky for a long time.

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