I am the white moonlight of the giants who died early

In the middle of the night, the moon and stars were sparse, the cold wind blew through the woods, the leaves whirled, and the sound of the wind filled the ears. Yun Qingcen was walking on the hillside. He was wearing a windbreaker, holding a knife given to him by Zhou Xuyao ​​in his hand. With a layer of fur of an unknown animal, Yun Qingcen can hold it firmly.

A tourist came down the mountain at this point and passed Yun Qingcen. The tourists were a young couple. After Yun Qingcen walked some distance, they turned their heads to look at Yun Qingcen's back.

The girl smiled and said, "I thought he was holding a knife just now, and I was taken aback."

"It's a knife." The boyfriend put his arms around the girl's shoulders, "Toy knife? It's so real, it surprised me too."

The knife was deceived by Yun Qingcen, and in the eyes of ordinary people, it was a fake knife made of plastic.

The girl still couldn't help turning her head: "He looks so handsome."

The boyfriend rolled his eyes, jealous: "He's handsome, why don't you ask him for a phone number?"

The girl smiled and hugged her boyfriend's neck: "Handsome guys are for appreciation."

"Anyway, you are the most handsome in my heart, and he is just a little bit worse than you." The girl coaxed.

The boyfriend couldn't hold back his laughter, he took the girl's hand and walked down the mountain.

Yun Qingcen hummed a song and walked up the mountain step by step. The ghosts floated behind him. Han Nan grabbed Yang Sanniang's hair, and Yang Sanniang wailed repeatedly: "Don't pull my hair."

Han Nan turned a deaf ear to Yang Sanniang's pleading, she curled her lips: "I'm afraid that you will run away, you have run away before."

Even if Yun Qingcen didn't say anything about the previous matter, Han Nan could still ask Yang Sanniang. Han Nan said with contempt: "Since the boss gave you the scales, you don't want to do things for the boss and want to escape from the boss. It's shameful."

Yang Sanniang cried and cried: "I lost my head for a while."

Han Nan said seriously: "So I have to watch you, lest you run away again."

The ghost next to her said grimly, "If she wants to run away, I'll eat her in one bite."

Yang Sanniang was about to collapse, she held back her fear and said: "I, my concubine will never run away again, if I run away again, the sky will be struck by thunder and my soul will be scattered!"

Probably because she knew that Yang Sanniang was an "ancient man", and the ancients made a heavy oath, and after making such an oath, Han Nan let go of her hands.

Yang Sanniang looked around and felt that it was not safe, but at this moment she thought of the worst ghost here, and flew to Yun Qingcen's side.

Seeing Yang Sanniang, Yun Qingcen smiled at her in a good mood: "What's wrong?"

Yang Sanniang quickly complained: "They bullied me."

Yang Sanniang also turned her head to look at Han Nan, and found that Han Nan was not looking at her, so she continued: "Han Nan is pulling my hair!"

Yun Qingcen looked at Yang Sanniang's seaweed-like hair. Ever since she lost her body, Yang Sanniang didn't seem to think about getting her body back. She focused all her energy on her long hair, which was her hands, feet and weapons. , the importance to her does not need to be elaborated.

"Then you pull it back." Yun Qingcen didn't spoil the "child" at all, he said softly, "If she pulls your hair, you break her hand."

Yang Sanniang's expression became vicious in an instant, but she quickly lost her temper: "I can't beat her."

"Then work harder." Yun Qingcen encouraged, "One day you will be able to beat her."

Yang Sanniang let out a "woo", and followed Yun Qingcen's footsteps and continued to float upwards.

There is a temple on the top of this mountain, but because the top of the mountain is small, the road to the top is steep and dangerous, and the monks living here have practitioners. They have to climb up and down the mountain with bare hands, and they carry supplies on their backs when they need them. , I heard that the temple celebration here is "light work", and they are very easy to go up and down.

It is estimated that in order to make it a scenic spot, the local area did not force it to open, but retained this original way of entering and exiting.

Yun Qingcen has been in this city for a week, and he didn't tell anyone that he came here with a knife and more than 200 ghosts under his command.

He doesn't need living people to get in his way. When something happens, he doesn't want to be distracted from saving them.

He came for a week and observed for a week. He came to this mountain every day. He knew that there were not many monks in this temple, more than 20 monks. Except for Miao Zhu and three old monks, the rest were young monks, 25 to [-].

Today is a good day for him to choose.

Yun Qingcen clenched the knife in his hand, black air overflowed from his body.

The further up the mountain, the more silent the ghosts became. Han Nan couldn't stand the silence. She complained, "What's there to be afraid of? With the boss here, what are you afraid of?"

The ghosts looked at her, all of them had green faces and long fangs, no longer human faces, but there were some ghosts who could still maintain the appearance of a living person. The ghosts who could maintain the appearance of a living person had deep morality. One of them, Zhou Lai, said: "Before the main force always If you have cannon fodder, you need to attract firepower and weaken your opponent's strength."

The wife ghost glared at Zhou Lai: "Even if there is cannon fodder, it's you."

Zhou Lai said angrily, "I'm not like some ghosts, I'm not human."

Yun Qingcen in front stopped.

The moment he stopped, the ghosts quickly shut up.

Yun Qingcen turned his head, made a hissing gesture, and said with a smile: "Keep your voice down, don't disturb me."

The ghosts dare not speak.

No one knew if Yun Qingcen would eat them to replenish his body before the war.

Soon, Yun Qingcen came to the sign that said "Tourists are not allowed".

The chains go around the railing, and looking down, you can see the abyss.

Seeing Yun Qingcen, the staff quickly shouted: "Tourists are not accepted at night!"

Yun Qingcen glanced back.

The staff was walking towards him: "The light over there is broken! Someone will fix it right away, don't stand there! It's dangerous!"

But Yun Qingcen just smiled at him, then opened his hands, leaned back, and jumped down.

The staff stood where they were, dumbfounded.

Just when he was about to rush over, a burst of dizziness hit him, he raised his arms and rubbed the back of his head in a daze, and said to himself, "Why did I come here?"

On top of his head, Han Nan was playing with his hair while smiling.

The black mist turned into a rolling black cloud at Yun Qingcen's feet, and carried Yun Qingcen to the temple on the top of the mountain.

This temple has a long history, and the repairs are carried out by the monks in the temple themselves, with red and green tiles, and the architectural style is simple and rough.

There are monks chatting in the small courtyard. They don't practice martial arts every day. In addition to chanting scriptures, they can also chat in their spare time.

Yun Qingcen's attention was not on these monks, but in the temple.

The temple was so dark that only the living who couldn't see anything could feel at ease. The ghosts around Yun Qingcen had already shown their fierce looks.

Even ghosts like Han Nan, who can maintain their human appearance, have revealed their original ferocious appearance, with green faces and fangs, and eyes that seem to be falling out of their sockets. Some of them want to run, but they dare not. They just float in the clouds Behind Qing Cen.

Yun Qingcen stretched out his hand, and a cloud of black mist appeared in the palm of his hand. Then he blew lightly, and the black mist followed the wind into the temple and into the wing room.

Then Yun Qingcen folded his arms around his chest, waiting for the ghost to be forced out.

It is also a ghost with thoughts who can think of hiding here.

Although this is a temple, it is no longer dedicated to Buddha, and there are no pilgrims. It is not so much a temple as a place of penance.

The black mist has no consciousness, but it can serve as Yun Qingcen's eyes. Yun Qingcen's eyes are now dark, almost blending with the night, making people feel that his eyes have been gouged out.

The black mist searched around in the temple, and finally stopped at a place that was constantly emitting black air.

Yun Qingcen smiled: "He will hide here."

It was a stone carved into a Buddha statue. Although this temple only houses one Buddha, there are other Buddha statues, but they are not big because they cannot be placed.

They were all carved out of stone into small pieces.

Yun Qingcen asked Heiwu to bring the stone statue over, but Heiwu tried his best, but couldn't shake the stone statue, as if a small stone statue had the power of a thousand pounds.

Yun Qingcen said to Han Nan, "Go."

Han Nan showed a vicious and treacherous smile.

Yun Qingcen: "...let them all fall asleep."

Han Nan curled her lips. She swooped down and passed through every monk's body. The monks quickly lost their spirits. Some of them could walk back to the room, and some of them just closed their eyes, fell to the ground, and fell into a deep sleep past.

Yun Qingcen just went down.

He didn't leave this body this time. If it didn't go well, this body would be his last barrier, buying him time to escape.

As long as his soul is still there, even if he is extremely weak, he can go back to find Zhou Xuyao.

He didn't just come here without preparation.

He likes to make big gains with small things, but he doesn't want to die at the gambling table.

Yun Qingcen's feet stepped on the ground, and he walked to the room where the stone statue was. This temple is very simple - although it is a scene in the scenic area, because tourists can't come up, so there is not much fine decoration, not only Outside, the same is true inside the house, where stone bricks are used as the floor, and stone slabs are used in the courtyard.

The top of the mountain can only accommodate a temple and a courtyard, and the bottom is the abyss.

The monks living here are not to say whether they are mentally strong or not, but at least they are physically strong.

Standing in front of the stone statue, he smiled and said, "Senior, are you still hiding? I'm not a ghost messenger."

The stone statue didn't move, as if he believed that Yun Qingcen had something to do with it - it didn't want to come out, and once it came out, it would definitely be noticed by ghosts.

But Yun Qingcen just wanted to force him out.

He put his fingers on top of the stone statue, and the black air poured down along Yun Qingcen's fingertips.

Soon, Yun Qingcen felt the resistance, and a huge force was against him, pushing Yun Qingcen's hostility back.

Yun Qingcen put his palm on it directly.

suddenly--

The statue exploded.

Yun Qingcen stepped back two meters.

On the rubble of the stone statue, a mist swirled and condensed.

A man's face appeared in the mist. This face was white and young. From the face of this ghost, one could not tell the age, only that he should have been between twenty and thirty when he died. His hair is very long, at least before he died in the Qing Dynasty. He has a straight face, which is very similar to Zhou Kai's, with that kind of upright appearance.

But at this moment, the man's eyes were gloomy, and he didn't open his mouth, but his deep and hoarse voice reached Yun Qingcen's ears.

"Who are you and what do you want me for?"

Yun Qingcen smiled and licked the corner of his mouth: "Of course it's because... I want to eat you."

As soon as Yun Qingcen's words fell, Han Nan rushed towards the man in a blink of an eye.

Yun Qingcen wanted to call Han Nan back, but it was too late.

Han Nan changed back to Li Gui's real appearance. Her skin was livid, she looked like a man and not a woman, and she was huge, not like a ghost, but like a monster.

Yang Sanniang probably rushed over because she was afraid that Han Nan would scold her again later.

Yun Qingcen held the knife, and he was momentarily sluggish.

But just as he expected, these 200 ghosts were no match for this man. When the man was in the smoke, wherever he looked, the hand transformed by the smoke would grab at whomever. None of the ghosts could escape, and then His hands were like vampire vines, sucking up all the ghosts he caught.

His red eyes looked at Yun Qingcen who was standing not far away, and he showed a contemptuous smile: "Is this group of youngsters yours?"

"There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings."

The man sneered: "A ghost who has only been dead for ten years is also worthy of coming to trouble me?"

Yun Qingcen looked at him expressionlessly, and he shouted: "Stay away!"

Han Nan's nails swelled, but before she could make a move, a gust of wind pushed her aside.

Han Nan and the other ghosts were pushed away by the wind.

She turned to look at Yun Qingcen, only to see Yun Qingcen taking off his windbreaker slowly, with a knife in his hand, looking at the man without blinking his dark eyes.

"Senior, I'm not polite." Yun Qingcen turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards the man.

Han Nan just felt that everything in front of her was incomprehensible to her, she couldn't hear anything, she could only see the black mist spreading out of the temple, but she had scales peeled off from Yun Qingcen's body, which made her and Yun Qingcen With the connection, she could feel a strong killing intent.

The ghosts lost more than half of them in just a dozen seconds.

Han Nan knew that Yun Qingcen probably didn't expect this ghost to be so powerful.

He swung them back just now to save them.

Han Nan gritted his teeth.

She doesn't need it!

No one saved her before, and now there is no need to!

Han Nan looked at Yang Sanniang. Yang Sanniang's black hair was flying in the mist. Han Nan said to her, "Give me the scales that the boss gave you."

Yang Sanniang's eyes widened, and she tremblingly said, "No...no way!"

Han Nan grabbed Yang Sanniang's long hair and stared into Yang Sanniang's eyes: "I'll give you two seconds, or I'll crush your head and take out the scales myself."

Yang Sanniang didn't have time to hesitate, she knew that Han Nan could do it, she put her two strands of hair into her mouth like hands, and pulled out the scaly piece of skin belonging to Yun Qingcen from inside.

Han Nan snatched it with one hand and swallowed it directly.

At that moment, the hostility in her body soared, and the ghost next to her couldn't help but move away from her.

It is not easy for Yun Qingcen now, he really underestimated this ghost, a ghost that can be imprisoned in the Infernal Hell, no matter how weak it is, it is not that weak.

His body was already unable to support himself, black blood flowed from his eyes, one hand was broken, and he couldn't be distracted to let himself grow another hand.

Yun Qingcen gritted his teeth, and slashed at the man's head with a knife, but the man quickly dodged, and the hand he transformed hit Yun Qingcen's abdomen hard, causing Yun Qingcen to fly out of the air.

This body couldn't hold it anymore, but Yun Qingcen didn't want to escape yet.

He has been truly mobilized to kill.

Yun Qingcen broke away from this body and let his body fall in the yard. Without his body, he would naturally be unable to hold the knife.

But the attack just now was not useless. The knife Zhou Xuyao ​​gave him was not ordinary. He hurt a man, and the ghost injured by this knife would not be able to heal the wound again. overflows, then becomes weak.

Yun Qingcen only needs to last until the knife wound works.

The man also chased them out, and both of them were in the yard. At this time, the man finally came out of the mist. He was tall and had knife wounds all over his body—some were cut out by Yun Qingcen just now, and some were left alive by him. He was injured when he was young, he looked at Yun Qingcen, and Yun Qingcen looked at him.

Then Yun Qingcen smiled at him, and at this moment, both of them moved.

Yun Qingcen could feel the majestic power of the man, and to him now, it was like an endless sea.

In front of men, he can only be regarded as an island.

Just like what the man said, a ghost who has only been dead for ten years, no matter how great the opportunity, cannot compare with him.

Yun Qingcen grabbed the man's arm with one hand, but the man was faster than him, Yun Qingcen screamed - one of his legs was torn off.

After the leg was separated from Yun Qingcen, it turned into a wisp of black mist and was absorbed into the man's body. The man smiled disdainfully: "Your smell is not very good either."

Yun Qingcen was also laughing, and he looked at the man sullenly: "I will chop you up later."

The man laughed loudly: "You have this ability? Come!"

Yun Qingcen didn't spend more hostility to fill up his broken leg, he concentrated all his strength on his fingertips, and just when his hand was about to reach for the man's chest, a huge figure blocked Yun's body. In front of Qing Cen.

——It's Han Nan.

Yun Qingcen was stunned for a second, and at that second, Han Nan rushed into the man's arms.

She is like a wild bull now, neither afraid nor stop, she grabbed the man's arm, then opened her mouth, and bit down hard.

The man let out a chuckle, and with a light tap of his fingertips on Han Nan's body, half of Han Nan's body turned into flying ash.

But he underestimated Han Nan, Han Nan endured the pain of his soul being torn apart, and still bit down.

She was bullied when she was alive, no one saved her, no one stood in front of her, now it's her turn to stand in front of others.

Even if the person behind her has no feelings for her, she just wants to do this!

Her enemies are all in their fifties and sixties now. Under her years of torture, they are all crazy, and their children only find them annoying.

Even if it disappears now, she is not afraid of anything!

Han Nan bit off one of the man's arms with this deadly move.

Yun Qingcen grabbed her still body the second she bit it down, and threw her behind her.

He turned his back to her: "Eat it."

"If you don't want to lose your soul, just eat it."

Han Nan regained her senses, and she swallowed the man's arm.

Then her body recovered quickly.

The man smiled: "I didn't expect a little girl to be more courageous than you."

Yun Qingcen said coldly, "Don't provoke me."

Man: "Go ahead."

Yun Qingcen suddenly disappeared.

The man froze for a moment, then laughed: "Use this method? I am your ancestor!"

The man also disappeared in place, only two clouds of mist were entangled together, competing with each other and encroaching on each other.

In this way, Han Nan could no longer get involved. She looked at the fierce ghosts who were gathered around but did not dare to move. She understood them. They could not intervene in such a battle between the strong. Once it passed, it would be like the last It was the same as the group of ghosts that started to disappear, but this did not prevent her from despising them.

They got the benefits from Yun Qingcen. Although they were arrested at first, when they were arrested, Yun Qingcen also asked them if they would like to do things for him.

Only those who answered yes would be left behind, and those who were unwilling, Yun Qingcen was not embarrassed, so he let them leave and gave them a wisp of black smoke as a parting gift.

But these benefits are now completely motionless.

Don't they know that they might lose their souls when they come here this time? !Of course they know!

Han Nan hated these people, just like she hated her former self.

Why not resist? !Because I am afraid of death!But she didn't resist, but she still died, and her teeth were knocked out one by one before she died.

She can't rely on anyone but herself.

Han Nan looked at the darker mist, and she shouted, "Boss! I'll help you!"

Han Nan said to Yang Sanniang, "Break my head off."

Yang Sanniang was startled: "I, I..."

Han Nan looked at her, and Yang Sanniang reflexively stretched her hair towards Han Nan, breaking Han Nan's head, and then Han Nan said, "I'll throw my body to the boss."

Han Nan can't use her hair as freely as Yang Sanniang.

As expected, Yang Sanniang listened to Han Nan's words and threw Han Nan's body into the black mist. The black mist quickly engulfed Han Nan's body and became even bigger.

The ghosts next to him already wanted to run away.

And they did run away.

Losing their bodies means spending hundreds of years repairing them.

Whether it is to lose their souls or spend another hundred years to restore their bodies, they don't want to choose.

But the wife ghost and husband ghost didn't leave, the wife ghost broke off her husband's head cleanly, and asked Yang Sanniang to break off her own.

Yang Sanniang felt that she had never been so useful.

Han Nan looked at the escaped ghosts and sneered, "They thought the boss would make people betray him easily."

"When the boss wins..."

But she just said so, and she didn't know what to do in her heart.

Yang Sanniang also wanted to run, but she ran once and dared not run a second time.

They just watched like this, until the dawn was about to break and the mountains became foggy, and the winner was finally decided.

The fog of entanglement between Yun Qingcen and the man gradually dissipated. Han Nan and Yang Sanniang hadn't breathed after so many years of death, but they still couldn't help holding their breath and looking towards the middle of the yard.

Only when the final occlusion dissipated did they see the final winner.

Yun Qingcen stood in the middle of the yard, he raised his head, his dark eyes were calm and unwavering.

The black strip on his body was radiant in the morning light, and the black scales were cold and sharp at this moment.

Yun Qingcen looked down at his hands, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

Fortunately, he persisted until the knife wound took effect.

Fortunately, Han Nan gave him her body - there was a man's arm in her body.

Yun Qingcen turned his head and looked at Han Nan and Yang Sanniang.

He asked softly, "What about them?"

His voice is very different from before.

If it is said that his tone of voice was still human when he spoke.

Now it is not popular at all.

He stood there, but in the eyes of Yang Sanniang and Han Nan, he had been completely reborn.

The hostility is restrained, evil and cold.

Yun Qingcen raised his head, he stretched his body while looking at the rising sun.

He no longer uses Yun Qing's body.

He can conjure up a real body that belongs to him.