Copper Coins

Being able to manipulate these tens of thousands of corpses is absolutely beyond the reach of ordinary people.Then the person hiding in the stone forest might not be some unknown person, but Warlock Songyun himself.

The moment he thought of this, Xue Xian only felt a pain in his back as if he had sensed it, as if after being robbed, the feeling of being pulled out in a drowsiness reappeared.

He knew in his heart that it was actually just the filaments drawn from the spine trembling under the influence of the thousands of ghosts, so that they couldn't hold on anymore, and the tingling pain of broken bones came up again.

But in this case, this kind of sting can only attract new hatred and old hatred.Xue Xian smelled the disgusting smell, looked at the ghost corpses all over the mountains and the stone forest submerged by them, his face was as cold as frost.

He stood quietly on the spot, watching the tide of Yin corpses rushing straight ahead, reached out and lightly brushed his robe, and then suddenly disappeared into a thick layer of white mist.

In the blink of an eye, the huge black dragon soared into the sky, smashed into the sky, and let out a long roar.Amidst the shaking of the mountains, chaotic thunder wrapped in a strong wind slashed straight into the valley.The flashes of lightning were fast and fierce.

The densely packed corpses in the valley were bombarded by lightning like a nest of wasps scattered.The stone forest exploded in the thunder and lightning, and among the broken stones, a gray figure rolled on the ground and fell into the sea of ​​corpses.

When he jumped into the sea of ​​corpses, he put on a layer of camouflage, even if he was mixed with those flesh-and-flesh corpses, it was difficult to distinguish them for a while.

The black dragon tossed around in the mountains, and swept away with its long tail. The huge force came straight through with the momentum of shaking mountains and splitting seas, and smashed into the valley.

boom -

Where the dragon's tail landed, countless deep ground fissures quickly spread outwards, and piles of corpses were directly blown away by the strong wind brought by the dragon's tail, and then fell to the ground layer by layer, shattered into pieces of flesh. A large number of corpses were swept directly into the cracks in the ground.

At the same time, a fire dragon also sprang straight out from the corner of the valley, with its tongue of flames flying high and wild, howling in the hunting wind, and rolled round after round of corpses into the fire.

Xue Xian stood in the black cloud with a cold face, looking down from top to bottom at the group of ghosts screaming and struggling to the ground in many ordeals, but the Songyun Warlock he was really looking for was like a gutter mouse Generally hiding around, not hesitating to turn himself into a bone of rotten flesh.

But what's the point of hiding like this?What is the difference between dying now and dying a moment later?

The thread in the broken bones of his back trembled constantly due to the rage, and became more and more unstable due to the exhaustion of spiritual energy.Xue Xian didn't feel the skin-penetrating pain, but at this moment, all the pain would turn into anger.

In just a moment, most of those corpses fell down in the thunder and fire, and were crushed by the dragon's tail, rolling and falling into the abyss in the crack of the ground amidst the valley's earthquake.

A hoarse exclamation was mixed with the howling of the corpse.

Xue Xian sneered, and the dragon's tail swept over Shi Feng without hesitation.A loud explosion-like sound sounded from Shi Feng's waist, and then the entire Shi Feng was cut off in the middle, bringing countless broken stones straight into the valley, just hitting the place where the hoarse scream was.

Dust and smoke filled the air in an instant, like a layer of fog with a dusty smell.

That large piece of corpse was crushed under the fallen stone peak together with that voice, even if it wasn't broken, it couldn't turn over.

This is the end?Does this count as letting go of hatred?

Xue Xian never thought of asking that warlock anything. In his opinion, speaking one more word with this person would be considered dirty. No matter what the reason, he was not that interested in listening or asking.Even if you let the other party say one more word and keep it for a moment, it is too kind.

But sending the other party into the abyss so easily made Xue Xian feel unspeakably restless.After spending more than half a year, dragging his useless legs and wandering around so many places, the enemy he finally met was just so silent, and it took less than half an hour before and after.

It was as if a punch had been hammered on the cotton, not only did the anger not disappear, it was even more irritable than before.

But at this moment, the broken bones in the valley suddenly moved in the strong wind.In the blink of an eye, countless Yin corpses were reassembled, and in the huge cracks of different widths, countless Yin corpses that fell into them poked their heads out again.

Thunder and lightning can't be scattered, fire can't melt it, smashed it can be piled up again, and it can climb up after falling into the ground.

This was a lingering lingering spirit, but it made Xue Xian laugh—because amidst the crackling sound of broken bones, he vaguely heard a few deliberately concealed breaths, but it was no longer Shi Feng's smashing breath. Falling place.

Seeing the Yin Corpse get up again and charge straight at him, Xuan Min's fingers finally wrapped around the string of copper coins.

The heavy yin energy and the resentment of unjust death have been brewing for hundreds of years, like sticky spider webs, entangled with all living things in the constant writhing and slapping of the corpses. Living creatures with strong yang energy are more attractive, so those yin and resentment entangle the real dragon far more than mortals.

Since ancient times, yin and yang have been intertwined, and no one can change it.

This kind of resentment from tens of thousands of corpses can shake mountains and rivers. If it falls on ordinary people, it is like a real knife blade, and it can be scraped into bones in an instant.

Although Xue Xian and Xuan Min suppressed it, they could not completely counteract it. Therefore, during the "resurrection" of those corpses, some small bloody spots gradually appeared on the skin of the two of them. .

It is as if countless thin blades are pulling and scraping around the body.

The longer it drags on, the more blood will be on the body, and the resentment will become thicker as these corpses are crushed again and again. Every time they are knocked down, the resentment will grow wildly , as if caught in a cycle that never sees light.

No matter how much blood there was, Xue Xian didn't care. Even if the smell of blood was all over his body, he still didn't care. It was far worse than the robbery period.

However, in an almost calm anger, he searched for the trace of the warlock over and over again, and bombarded that man and his surroundings into slag. In the gap, he caught a glimpse of Xuan Min's white figure, and he was a little dazed immediately, because Xuan Min looked up at him. glance.

He was above the nine heavens, and Xuan Min was in the valley, the distance between them should have been so far that even the facial features could not be seen clearly.

However, Xue Xian felt at that moment that there was something extra heavy in Xuan Min's eyes looking at him.Xuan Min suddenly raised his hand to catch something in the void, and twisted it with his fingertips.

Xue Xian vaguely saw the blood between his fingers, and suddenly realized that what Xuan Min received was blood dripping from his body.

At that moment, Xue Xian felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart for no reason, and someone pricked the softest place under the skin with a needle.

The sting was so inexplicable that Xue Xian didn't realize why for a while.Until Xuan Min looked away, his fingers touched his string of copper coins.

Since fire, lightning and lightning strikes didn't work, Xuan Min simply took back the fire dragon.He seemed to be reciting some scriptures in a low voice, and the copper coins brushed by his fingers suddenly became brighter, as if the aura refined in it suddenly came to life.

Among the five copper coins, the three copper coins that had been lifted from the restraint were astonishingly bright, even Xue Xian, who was in the clouds, felt a little dazzling.

The moment the copper coin was awakened by the blood, Xue Xian's back also felt hot.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that the previous stinging pain might not be his own feeling at all, but Xuan Min's reaction was transmitted to his body through the involvement of copper coins, which made him suddenly have a sense Blurred illusion.

But before he could think about it, the copper coin was already buzzing in the wind, Xuan Min was holding onto the copper coin with one hand, and flicked his fingers with the other hand while chanting sutras, and saw a huge and complicated rune in the smoke and mist Rising out, with a heavy sound like ringing a bell, it pressed towards the tide-like corpse.

when--

The moment the rune fell, all the corpses were shocked, as if their souls had been hit hard, trembling in the faint sound of the ancient bell.

That's right, lightning can't be struck, and fire can't be melted, because the anger and resentment can't be dispelled by these at all.

At this moment, Xuan Min seemed to be saving tens of thousands of ghosts at the same time, while enduring the pain of being wrapped in a sharp knife, he closed his eyes and chanted sutras indifferently and calmly.

when--

Once again, the Yin Corpse in the valley stopped moving like a demon, and turned around slowly.The resentment retreated a little from Xue Xian, as if he was hesitating to go towards Xuan Min.

Xuan Min tapped the copper coin again and again, those sticky grievances finally completely abandoned Xue Xian, went straight to Xuan Min, wrapped him in layers, and the tens of thousands of evil spirits in the valley The corpse howled crazily amidst the constant bells.

Xue Xian was stunned for a moment, and then with a flick of the dragon's tail, his long body turned into a cloud of black mist, pierced through the valley, and smashed hard in front of Xuan Min.

The moment it landed, the Yin Corpse was knocked down by the huge momentum, the valley trembled, and the black mist dissipated. Xue Xian stood in front of Xuan Min in a black robe, and raised his hand to block him from the roaring tsunami. Resentment.

However, as soon as he moved, he felt another sharp pain in his spine. Everything he had done just now consumed too much spiritual power, so that the thread that was originally held together by huge spiritual power was faintly about to break again.

He felt that the sensation of his legs was pulled away for a moment, so he staggered uncontrollably.

And at this moment, the copper coin in Xuan Min's hand was getting brighter and brighter, trembling because of the ever-accelerating coiling, it seemed to be about to move, and it seemed to be unbearably excited.The grayish skin of the fourth copper coin suddenly began to peel off, and a faint oily yellow light came out from under the skin.

when--

Xuan Min closed his eyes, seemingly oblivious to everything around him, he recited the scriptures with a deep voice, every word was like a hammer hammering straight into his head.

Amidst the overwhelming resentment, amidst the struggle and screams of the Yin Corpse, the last bit of gray skin of the fourth copper coin finally fell to the ground, and the copper coin suddenly shook.

Suddenly there was a "click" in Xue Xian's mind, as if a certain lock had finally been pushed open.

He knew that it was the empathy from Xuan Min when the ban on copper coins was lifted.It's just that he couldn't resist this kind of sympathy, he just felt a sudden dizziness in his head, his eyes suddenly went dark, and then all kinds of complicated and blurred scenes flooded over...

His vision suddenly narrowed in this dreamlike scene, as if he was wrapped in a child's body.He lowered his eyes uncontrollably, and his eyes just fell on the hem of the robe of the person in front of him.

The ground was covered with heavy snow, which barely reached his knees. On the ground in front of his knees was a low table, books were spread out on the desk, and a pen was placed on the pen holder. The ink on the pen tip was covered with a thin layer of ice. .

He heard a vague voice falling from the top of his head, "The natural Buddha bone is not for waste, copy the scriptures here first, and I will take you back at night."

And he didn't say a word, just raised his hand to pick up the pen, moistened it in the inkstone, and landed on the thin paper...

Suddenly, it was almost dark, and the writing on the books could no longer be read clearly. Xue Xian heard the snow creaking in front of the table, raised his eyes slightly, and saw the man in white coming again.He still didn't look at the man's face, and set his eyes on the man's hand as if he was respectful but without emotion.

The man turned his wrist, shook out a copper heater from his sleeve and handed it over, then said in a deep voice, "Is it cold?"

Subconsciously, Xue Xian wanted to sneer, and said to himself, why don't you come and stand for a day to see if it's cold?

However, the exit was: "Not cold."

The timbre is still vague, as if it is close at hand and seems to be decades away.But Xue Xian could tell that it was a child's voice, but it was so indifferent that it didn't look like a child.

"Being a teacher doesn't mean to harm you, but I don't want you to wear Buddha's bones and spend your whole life doing nothing." The man sighed, and when he was speaking, the copper stove had already been put into Xue Xian's arms, and he patted him like an elder. The back of his head led him to a small building not far away in the thick snow...

This is Xuan Min's memory.

Xue Xian managed to stay awake in the blurry dream-like scene.

The severe dizziness stirred in his mind again without warning. He subconsciously closed his eyes and shook his head. When he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him was chaotic again. Terrace.Sometimes there is silence around me, and sometimes I can vaguely hear someone talking outside the courtyard.

His gaze sometimes went up and down, as if those memories didn't come in order.

When his back felt a little hot, and a certain humming sound flashed past his ears, his connection with Xuan Min stabilized again, and those blurred scenes became slightly clearer——

He saw that there was still a table in front of him, and a homing pigeon was huddled obediently on the table, as if resting, with a sense of inexplicable fear in his composure.

And he was holding a folded piece of paper in his hand, and the paper was full of words.At first glance, he only saw a few words on the red seal where the signature was signed, and he only had time to see two of them clearly. With an uncontrollable movement of his fingers, he folded the thin paper again and pressed it on the side.

Those two words are "too often".

He picked up the pen on the pen stand, dipped it in the ink, and wrote a few figures on a piece of paper between the desk and case: Don't delay the trip to Mount Tai.

Then, he picked up a pen and wrote two words on the place where the signature was signed——

Same lamp.

Xue Xian's mind buzzed for a while, thinking that he had seen it wrong, but before he could take a closer look, the scene suddenly changed again amidst the shock:

He was standing by the railing of a high pavilion, with a palace lantern beside him, emitting a vague light.

The bewilderment caused by the word "same lamp" had not yet dissipated, so that he was stunned for a long time before he realized that someone behind him was talking to him. He didn't even hear what the other party said, so he turned Turning around, he walked to the stone table in the tall pavilion, stretched out his hand and pushed a piece of paper on the table forward, and then opened his mouth to say a word.

Even though the scene was still blurry and the voice was still indistinct, he could still distinguish Xuan Min's voice.

He heard himself say a word coldly in Xuan Min's voice: "The year of Wuchen, the seventh day of the sixth month."

After that, Xuan Min said something, or asked the other party something, but Xue Xian didn't listen to a word, his ears were buzzing, and his whole body was chilling. He repeated it over and over again, and every time he repeated it, he became colder.

The tingling pain in his back struck again, but Xue Xian was extremely numb.

This year is the year of Wuchen, and the seventh day of the sixth lunar month is neither too early nor too late, which happens to be his catastrophe.

Or...it happened to be the day when he was pulled out.

He was almost unbelievable, and an indescribable sense of heaviness enveloped him in it. In a blank space, he almost eagerly wanted to take a look at other people or things in this scene. Anything is fine, as long as he can It was proved that the sentence just now was just a coincidence.

However, his eyes only fell on the side of the stone table, as if he had glanced at something. The moment he glanced at something, an indescribable emotion filled his empty heart, which was very faint, not like his own emotions.

It seems to be disgusted, and it seems to be something else.

Xue Xian didn't care about it, and he didn't have the heart to think about it, because he saw clearly the things on the table. They were two masks, one made of silver, glowing coldly under the lamp, and the other mask. The pattern of the animal is painted in thick ink and heavy colors, the pattern is simple and solemn, and the long beards are fastened on both sides, as if it was taken from a wild animal...

He stared at the animal pattern mask, but his mind was blank, and the pain on his back suddenly intensified.

The pain was really unbearable, it seemed to seep into the heart along the empty back, and then spread along the heart, giving him an illusion, as if he suddenly felt flustered and sad...

All the chaotic memories after that never entered his eyes again, until they gradually dissipated amidst the increasingly clear buzzing of copper coins.

Xue Xian suddenly closed his eyes, and opened them slowly after a long time. Everything in the valley came back into his field of vision. Although they were very close, they seemed to be far away in another world.

At some point, Xuan Min had already landed on a low peak beside him, and the lingering lingering lingering sound of the ancient bell reverberated over and over again in the valley. The spirit is also gradually fading.

The fog in the valley was so thick that Xue Xian suddenly couldn't see Xuan Min's face clearly.It could only be seen that Xuan Min seemed to be looking towards him, the aura of the copper coin in his hand was still there, and the pale golden light produced by the runes was like a huge net that covered the sky and covered the valley.

The pale gold color was obviously not bright, but it made Xue Xian's eyes hurt, and the pain made him unable to bear the memory of the golden thread that bound him up at the beach that day.

A deep sadness suddenly appeared in his heart, much more sad than he imagined, more difficult to break free than the net that was cast all over the sky, so heavy that he almost surprised himself...

But at this time, under the pile of bones in the valley, someone suddenly said in the direction of Xuan Min in a surprised and surprised tone: "National teacher? Why... are you here?!"