moonlit night

The sound of violent slamming on the door became louder and louder, and the flames of purgatory that spread rapidly outside had already reached the gate of the temple. They forcibly broke in through the cracks where there were air leaks everywhere in the ruined temple, and burned Luo Mingchuan's clothes in several places.But in the flames, Luo Mingchuan clearly saw something curled up in the deepest part of that corner, emitting a faint white light.

Like, that little girl's living soul has not been exhausted yet!

Luo Mingchuan gritted his teeth, stood up holding his sword, and staggered a few steps towards the corner.As we got closer, I saw a little girl whose whole body was almost transparent, huddled tightly in a corner, her arms wrapped around her legs, her head was deeply buried between her arms, her body trembling like a convulsion.

Luo Mingchuan was really exhausted, one of them couldn't hold on, and he knelt down in front of her with a "plop", simply walked forward on his knees, and cried out: "Ms. Mu, Ms. Mu! Biluo! Biluo!"

It seems that the word "Bi Luo" awakened the girl's remaining sanity. She slowly raised her head, but her eyes were extremely empty, like those skeletons outside the door who were slashing at their companions, as if they didn't know the person in front of them at all.

Seeing that Biluo's living soul began to dissipate little by little in the fire from her ankles, Luo Mingchuan understood that this was a sign that she had no desire to survive at all, and hurriedly said: "Don't go, don't go. Remember, you said before that if you die, your sister will be very sad. Are you willing to make her sad? "

The girl's eyes were still empty, but the last sentence seemed to awaken her painful memories.She immediately covered her ears and shrank her body even tighter, wanting to bury her head in her arms again.

Luo Mingchuan once heard that if a person who died in vain has not yet reached the end of his life, he can put his soul into the newly lit longevity lamp and candle before it dies, and put it in a Buddhist pure place to make offerings. During this period, the fire must not be extinguished .After 49 days, find a place with the most yang energy, and place the candle next to the well-preserved corpse, so that the separated living soul will have a chance to return to the body again.Although Biluo's body no longer exists, if their soul is returned to the Mu family, with their abilities, it is not difficult to rebuild Biluo's body.But if she refuses to listen to her right now, there will be no way in the world to help her return to the mortal world after the living soul dissipates.

The surrounding fire became more and more intense, and soon the haystacks were ignited, bringing up billowing black smoke, which made the temple even more choking.Luo Mingchuan couldn't touch her, but seeing her soul was about to dissipate to the knees, and hearing that the ghost soldiers outside were about to break down the door and break into the temple again, he was naturally very anxious.He hurriedly took out a long-lived candle from the spirit ring and put it beside him, then took out a mahogany mask and put it on his face, and said loudly:

"Do you still remember me? In Ningbi Palace, Zhe Guihui, we met once. Don't you think what I said is wrong? Didn't you want to prove to me that your sister is the best person in the world to you? Go, tell me where she is, I will take you to find her, you can prove it to me!"

His dangerous move was originally a bad strategy made out of desperation, but unexpectedly it really worked.The girl raised her head again. Although her eyes were no longer empty, her expression was painful, like a rag doll that had been rotted from the inside after being discarded.

"It's you. You're still here... to see my joke." She finally burst into tears, but she still hugged herself tightly, her voice hoarse like a kitten with insufficient milk, "You know? I'm here Today... I just found out that you are right. It turns out that even my sister... has always thought that I am a waste, a burden. She said... She said that I should not have been born in this world from the beginning. If... ...Without me, my mother will not die. My existence will only bring endless troubles to others. She has long been tired of me being with her all day long...and said, let me get away as far away as possible ...She doesn't want to see me anymore. But I... I don't want to be a piece of trash that everyone hates. You say... Even the fact that I live in this world...is a complete mistake. Isn't it... Could it be that from the moment I was born, my father...should have thrown me into the lotus pond to drown. No one...no one would bury Daughter Hong for me, they all...she hates me..."

Her voice was completely hoarse, and she could no longer speak.Luo Mingchuan didn't want her to continue talking, he just stretched out his hand to hug her, and then put the lighted candle close to the mass of living souls that were about to dissipate.But for some reason, the candle went out as soon as it got close, and he tried several times to no avail.And at this moment, with a loud noise that hurts the eardrums, the already dilapidated temple gate was finally broken by the skeleton soldiers.

Luo Mingchuan turned his head, his eyes were red, staring at the ghost soldiers rushing in continuously, his right hand clenched the sword tightly, and his left hand scooped up the ball of living soul with a special soul chain, and then hugged it tightly. in my arms.He felt very light in his arms, so light that it seemed weightless, and it might dissipate completely at any time, and those ghost soldiers had already rushed forward.

The man let out a sharp and long whistle, relying on his own spiritual power to condense roaring and spinning waterspouts one after another, and then pushed towards those skeletons with all his strength.Although some of the ghost soldiers were rushed to the side, there were still more ghosts rushing forward on the corpses of their companions, as if they would never be able to kill them all.He kept repeating the movements of swinging the sword, chopping, lifting, and swinging the sword again. In the end, he became a little numb, but he could only watch helplessly as the encirclement became smaller and smaller, and he was even forced to the previous corner again.

Luo Mingchuan knew in his heart that if the reinforcements did not arrive, this would be the last fight of the dying beast, and this burning ruined temple would become the burial place for himself and Biluo.

If I am strong enough, if my cultivation base is higher, if I am Luo Mingche... I can save this person in my arms.

But no if.

So sorry.

The legendary god, if you really exist, I am willing to give everything, and I only ask you to give me the power enough to redeem myself.

Seeing that the final moment was coming, Luo Mingchuan slowly closed his eyes, facing the sharp blade and fangs that were about to pierce his body with his back, but protected the living soul in his arms tightly.However, the expected pain did not come, Luo Mingchuan slowly opened his eyes, and found that the ghost soldiers behind him were all fixed in place, and the sharp knife in his hand was only a few inches away from his body.What's even more strange is that even the fires in the temple that were burnt from purgatory remained in the air in the previous moment, as if they were completely trapped by some kind of force.

He turned around from among the knives with difficulty, only to see a person walking by the flames in the distance, but the space beside him was completely distorted.Luo Mingchuan couldn't see his face clearly at all, he just felt vaguely afraid, but he didn't know if it was an enemy or a friend.

Soon, the man walked up to him and stood still.

"You are," Luo Mingchuan's voice became hoarse and unpleasant due to the inhalation of too much smoke before, and it was difficult to even speak, and he only uttered a vague word: "God?"

"No. In this world, there is no god anymore." The man said flatly, "You brought me here. Don't you know what I'm here for?"

"No matter what you are, I want power." Luo Mingchuan trembled slightly, hissed: "I want power stronger than Luo Mingche, and I want it now, can you give it to me?"

"I don't give it to you, it's you, to yourself." The man glanced at the sky outside through the broken window paper of the ruined temple, and then moved his gaze to the man. There was no trace of emotion in his words, "I can't stay Too long, after I leave, these blades will fall on your body again in the next moment. But this soul in your arms is really interesting. She has a lot of ghosts in her body, and she is half human and half ghost. It has already dissipated, only half of the ghost is left, and there is no hope of resurrection. But if you want to wake her up in the form of a ghost, I can teach you a way."

Luo Mingchuan immediately asked: "What way?"

"Power and methods don't fall from the sky. If you want to get it, you have to pay a price." The man's tone was still flat, "Mr. Luo, do you know what is renunciation and ruthlessness? "

"You want me to practice the ruthless way?" Luo Mingchuan immediately reacted.He hesitated for a moment, and he didn't speak again until he saw the impatient brows of the person opposite.But what he said was so cold that any normal person who heard it would feel terrified: "I know that there is a kind of person who cultivates the ruthless way, who will kill all his relatives in the secular world with his own hands before entering the way. .My father and second brother are too strong. I can't kill them for the time being. My younger sister is married and is not counted as a member of our family. How about this? My first wife is still alive, and she has just conceived my first child recently. I will use these two lives as a testament to cultivating the ruthless way."

The man paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "You really have no heart."

Luo Mingchuan wiped away the blood from his lips, frowned tightly, and looked at him with great vigilance: "Don't you just want me to do this?"

"It's not about hope," the man said calmly, but there seemed to be a hint of playfulness in his tone, "But I've seen a lot of people like you, so it's nothing unusual. What's more rare is that they hesitate , It’s because you can’t do it, you hesitate, but you are picking who to kill, which is a bit interesting.”

"You rescue us first," Luo Mingchuan insisted, "After we get out, I will go home immediately to finish that matter. From then on, I will have nothing to do with the Luo family, and you can do whatever you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, and when he looked again, he was no longer in the ruined temple that was on fire.Luo Mingchuan found himself in the noisy courtyard on the water side, but the servants hurried to and fro, but they couldn't see him at all, as if he, like Biluo, had become a lonely ghost.

Feeling that the weight of the soul in his arms was getting lighter, Luo Mingchuan glanced around, anxiously trying to find his father, and wanted to ask him to help find a way to save Biluo.But at this moment, there was a faint roar of thunder in the distant sky.

Luo Mingchuan immediately froze, because he knew who was crossing the catastrophe.At the same time, the chatter and laughter of a passing maid drifted into his ears with the wind:

"Look, that's Lei Jieyun who passed the Mahayana period. Our second son is really powerful, he's so young, and he's about to become one of the top powers in the cultivation world!"

"That's right, the Second Young Master is the most powerful. I heard that our Patriarch's previous preference was for the Eldest Young Master to be the future Patriarch of the water side, but the Eldest Young Master is only in the cave, and his talent is very mediocre. How can he Can it be compared with the second son?"

"Hey, I heard that the eldest son has already messed up several important errands assigned by the master. I'm afraid that the master is already disappointed in this eldest son in his heart."

Until the sound drifted away, Luo Mingchuan was still standing there like a lost soul.

Father, are you really disappointed in me already?

"If you don't want to be in the torment of the pan of purgatory all the time, you have to choose one from the heart or from the reason. And once you choose, don't change it." The voice of the devil before did not know where it came from Come on, the tone of voice is neither urgent nor slow, but in Luo Mingchuan's ears, it is like a quick urging song, "Since I have a way to bring you, I will naturally have a way to bring you back. Mr. Luo, you are a liar , it will not end well.”

"I never lie." Luo Mingchuan's chest rose and fell violently, "What do you mean by your first sentence?"

"Do you know why many people have a hard time distinguishing right from wrong? It's because their standards of judging right from wrong are always changing. Sometimes it is the law of nature, and sometimes it is human desire. Human desires are so mixed up, how can it be possible to distinguish them clearly?"

Luo Mingchuan remained silent.

The man continued: "Actually, you are better than your younger brother. At least you know that accepting the marriage arranged by your own family is right from a logical point of view. Since it is right, naturally you must obey and not violate it in the slightest. But But he is always hesitating, he doesn't want to hurt this, he doesn't want to hurt that, most importantly, he doesn't want to hurt himself, he doesn't want to follow other people's arrangements against his will. But in the end, not only himself suffers from time to time, but also those who don't want to hurt , all hurt over and over again."

Luo Mingchuan closed his eyes: "Who are you?"

"Is this important?" The man said lightly, "You just need to know that I can give you what you want."

A tear fell silently, Luo Mingchuan finally nodded slowly, and replied: "Okay."

When he saw the flames soaring into the sky and burning up in the bedroom where he had lived for many years, and the gentle woman's gentle brows and eyes were finally stained with panic by the fire, Luo Mingchuan was also thinking, even after so many years After that, I still have nothing to say to the woman inside.But why did he become a Taoist partner with her in such a muddle when he had never met her before?

Was it only because of a word from his father?

Are you really better than Heng Wu?

But no matter what the answer is, since that day, there has been no eldest son of the Luo family in the world, but one more murderer, the puppet master.