The Ascension of Ghosts

There are barren beaches and rocks, and willows become forests.

The white horse smashed through the tangled branches, and galloped towards the depths of the forest in a panic, as if it was opening the way for Lu Sheng and Yan Xiu who were behind them, making them chase very smoothly.

In less than ten breaths, Zhuiyun broke into a clearing in the forest, he stood up, raised his front hooves high, and the ear-splitting sound of horse whistling echoed on the yellow sandy forest.Immediately, he turned into a human body again, rushed towards a wooden house with air leaks on all sides in the open space, and shouted loudly: "Xiao Zhao! Xiao Zhao!"

The room is empty, where is Sun Zhao?

Zhuiyun's eyes were bloodshot, and he turned his head to stare angrily. The horse under Lu Sheng's crotch neighed suddenly, turned around and fled, but he couldn't pull it.

In desperation, Lu Sheng tugged on the reins desperately, jumped to the ground, turned around and returned to the open space, only to see the burly horse demon kneeling on the ground, ignoring the blood dripping on his shoulders, just weeping and muttering: " Xiao Zhao... If you really don't want to, just tell me. Why do you..."

Lu Sheng couldn't bear it, and slowed down his steps. He said in a deep voice, "Zuiyun, if you figure it out, then leave Yizhou and stop bothering the Sun's residence."

Zhuiyun hissed in resentment, with a ferocious face on a horse's head, he said angrily: "Since you have wronged me, I will kill all the people in Yizhou!"

He rolled on the ground again, and his figure grew as if he was blowing air, but he saw the monster with the silver armor and horse head gradually higher than the willow forest, with his arms raised high, he roared like thunder: "Mortals who deceive and betray their promises should kill!!"

Lu Sheng took a few steps back in a hurry, pulled out the hanging pot, lowered his knees and crossed his sword, and when he was ready to go, a sharp and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, calling out: "Stop!"

A brown war horse rushed into the forest with a young man in a thin white shirt. The young man crouched on the horse's back, his face was pale, and he panted, "Zuiyun...Zuiyun, stop!"

Zhuiyun's huge figure suddenly disappeared without a trace, he hurriedly stepped forward to hug the young man, he was surprised and happy, he was tongue-tied, and just kept calling out: "Xiaozhao, Xiaozhao, Xiaozhao! You, you are here."

That young man was exactly Sun Zhao, the long sleeves of his shirt were stained with blood, but he didn't care and just held onto Zhuiyun's shoulder, coughing and screaming in shock and pain: "Zhuiyun, you're hurt! Who hurt you?"

Chasing the cloud to look at Lu Sheng, Sun Zhao followed his line of sight, then his face darkened, and he said coldly: "I still think of Sima Lu as a righteous man, but unexpectedly he is a villain who takes advantage of others!"

Lu Sheng rubbed the tip of his nose awkwardly. With Sun Zhao's appearance, he didn't look like a victim who was forced to marry by coercion. He was clearly a mandarin duck in love with each other.He was somewhat doubtful before, but now he is more certain, so he could only ask instead: "Master Zhao was never forced?"

Sun Zhaoqi was weak and frail, but his eyes were clear, and he said firmly, "Naturally not!"

He said sadly: "I have been sick since I was a child, and I have no playmates. It was Zhuiyun who accompanied me, comforted me, and took me around without telling my family. If there was no Zhuiyun, Sun Zhao's life... would be lifeless. "

It turned out that the chasing cloud was sent to Sun Zhao's side, so he thought he had a duty to take care of the child and accompanied Sun Zhao wholeheartedly.When Sun Zhao was nine years old, Zhuiyun had other thoughts, so he asked Sun Zhao, "Xiao Zhao, would you like to be with me for the rest of your life?"

Sun Zhao naturally agreed, and Zhuiyun carefully stole the young son of the Sun family, asked Sun Xi to marry him, and carefully sent the young master back unharmed.He thought he had a plan, and patiently accompanied Sun Zhao for nine years, waiting for the wedding ceremony, but Sun Xi begged Lu Sheng to help him, which caused this accident.

After hearing Sun Zhao's few words, Lu Sheng couldn't help feeling helpless and angry, and said: "Nonsense. Chasing Yun is your horse. If there is no accident, you will never be separated for the rest of your life. Why bother to make troubles? Marriage of men and marriages of monsters are so shocking to the world, it would be strange if Master Sun did not object."

Thinking about it now, Sun Zhao was probably willing from the beginning to the end, but how could Sun Xi and his wife allow it?So while coaxing Sun Zhao to prepare a marriage for him, at the same time looking for an expert to destroy the horse demon.

He just moved his wrist slightly, and the hanging pot drew a gleam of light, and Zhuiyun fell to his knees in shock, but Sun Zhao was not afraid, and stood in front of him with his arms crossed, glaring at Lu Sheng and said: "I like chasing clouds, chasing clouds Yun likes me, why can't we get married!"

Lu Sheng was dumbfounded for a while, and said again: "Brothers and friends, we can still stay together for the rest of our lives, why bother..."

Zhuiyun raised his horse's head and neighed a few times before saying: "I, I don't want to be a brother and friend with Xiao Zhao, I want to sleep with him openly, hug him, kiss him, have sex with him... shame thing."

As soon as he said these words, Sun Zhao's ears were naturally reddened, and even Lu Sheng felt uncomfortable. Although this horse-headed monster was shameless, he still knew someone who was better than him, Mr. Xie Rong.Now seeing that the horse demon and the young master were guarding him like a formidable enemy, Lu Sheng felt more and more boring, and said with a wry smile, "Turning around for half a day, it turned out to be beating mandarin ducks with sticks."

As soon as these words came out, Sun Zhao's expression relaxed immediately, revealing a bit of joy, but his elbows changed, and Zhuiyun suddenly neighed mournfully, his voice was full of anger and fear, and he slapped Sun Zhao on the back of the shoulder, knocking the young man Lu Sheng raised his hand to catch Sun Zhao without hesitation. Yan Xiu rushed over at this moment, and Lu Sheng handed Sun Zhao over to him.

It was too late, and then soon, these two people protected Sun Zhao, and there was a dull explosion in the forest clearing, and it was Zhui Yun who suddenly exploded into thousands of pieces, black blood splashed everywhere, crackling on the branches and leaves of willow , On the gravel and sand, it was as if a cold rain had fallen.

A green lotus appeared above Lu Sheng's head, completely protecting the three of them.

There was no trace of where Zhuiyun was before, except for a spot of black blood, on which he stepped on a pair of brown moccasin boots.

A young monk wearing a yellow monk's robe from the bricks of the Western Regions held a vajra in one hand, and his eyes were so pale that they looked like light-colored glass beads, looking at Lu Sheng indifferently.

This monk is about the same age as Sunshine, and his appearance is very delicate and handsome, he has a tendency to be shoulder to shoulder with Xie Rong, but the color of his eyes is almost nothing, but the color of his lips is as bright red as if he drank fresh blood, which makes his heart ache. The beauty is similar to bewitching, like a pure white and crystal white snake, with only a blood ruby ​​dotted on the top of the head, extremely beautiful and charming, but when stared at by those unpopular glass eyes, it makes people feel frightened for no reason The chill of fear came.

Although he wears a white giant clam Buddhist bead around his neck and holds in his hand the vajra pestle of the Tantric sect of the Western Regions to subdue demons and eliminate demons, his body is still full of terrifying and murderous aura, full of blood, without a trace of Buddha nature.

Yaoye is as pure as a lotus, but this person is like a demon flower blooming on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Lu Sheng's long sword was across his chest, and a heart in his chest was beating extremely fiercely, but his mind was extremely calm. He intuitively felt that this person was a powerful enemy that he had never encountered so far. The plan for the present was to retreat with all his strength.

The monk looked at the top of Lu Sheng's head, and then at the hanging pot, but suddenly he laughed, his blood red lips opened, revealing his white and neat teeth, cold and flirtatious, unabated, he asked instead: "Did you kill Yaoye? "

Lu Sheng was stunned, and Yan Xiu suddenly interrupted: "Me! I killed it. Killing people to steal treasures, and donating the hanging pot to this little brother, I did it all alone. He...has no knowledge!"

The monk's voice was soft, like a wet and cold snake letter sweeping over people's ears, it was very uncomfortable to hear, and now he laughed softly, "Although Yaoye is a traitor of our sect, he cannot allow outsiders to intervene. Today is my good day , retrieved the Soul-fixing Orb stolen by the horse monster, retrieved the hanging pot stolen by the traitor, and also captured the murderer who killed Yaoye, killing three birds with one stone. It's just... there is a dilemma."

While speaking slowly, he took a step forward, picked up a bead from the pool of blood, and did not know what to do, the black blood splashed all around suddenly turned into a black mist, rushing towards the bead and gathering go.

Then the monk sighed again: "Should I kill you now, little monk, or take it back and submit it to the master for trial before killing you?"

He took a step forward, Lu Sheng and Yan Xiu took a step back, and unknowingly retreated out of the clearing in the forest. Both of them were ready for battle, as if they were facing a formidable enemy—this man was indeed an unprecedented formidable enemy.

Yan Xiu said in a low voice: "Lu Sheng, run away if you can't beat him. Throw the hanging pot to him and run away with Mr. Sun on your back. I'll come to the rear."

Before Lu Sheng could retort, the monk had already said, "It's really troublesome, so I'll kill them all."

As soon as he moved, Lu Sheng only saw a brick yellow afterimage in his eyes, and his chest was struck by lightning, and he was knocked out hard.The cyan light curtain covering his body suddenly cracked from the point where the vajra pestle attacked into spider webs, and exploded into countless pieces.

Lu Sheng felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer on his chest, his breastbone was almost broken, his blood was churning and dull, his left wrist was cold again, the string of blue lotus flowers suddenly appeared, shattered into powder, and fell off his wrist down.

The monk tilted his head slightly, clicked his tongue softly, and said with a smile: "This baby is not bad, but how do you block my second blow?"

Yan Xiu had already put down Sun Zhao, drew out his sword, and stabbed at the monk, shouting loudly, "Lu Sheng, throw away your sword and run away, I can only escape if you escape!"

Although Lu Sheng knew that his skills were inferior to others, he never thought that the gap was so huge. This monk was more than twice as fast as Yao Ye, and he couldn't even catch his movements. Hypocritical, he just endured the severe pain in his chest and stood up. With all his strength, he threw the hanging pot viciously in the opposite direction. Then he roughly picked up Sun Zhao, ran with him on his back, and ran out of the willow forest.

The monk snorted lightly, but still turned around and went after the Xuanhu first.

Lu Sheng also had some calculations in his heart, he could not resist this powerful enemy, if he fled to the city, it would inevitably bring disaster to the people.There were war horses parked outside the willow forest. He threw Sun Zhao on the horse's back, then flew onto the horse, kicked the horse's belly hard, and galloped towards the temporary barracks of the Zhenxi Army.

But after running for half a mile, he felt the cold air coming from behind him, and when he was about to turn back, Yan Xiu suddenly shouted from beside him: "Don't turn back! Call for sunlight!"

Lu Sheng followed the prestige, but he couldn't see Yan Xiu, only the horse that Yan Xiu rode was closely following him, and he couldn't help being shocked: "Yan... Brother Yan, how did you become a horse?!"

Yan Xiu said: "I'm on its back!"

The back of the horse was bumping. Lu Sheng took a closer look and saw clearly. A tiger-striped cat and a black turtle were lying on the saddle of the brown war horse. The horse galloped in the right direction.

The little cat stared at a pair of golden-black pupils, bit the rein, and yelled, "Help!"

Lu Sheng had no time to think about it anymore, so he could only shout towards the empty wasteland in front of him: "Sunlight! Sunlight!"

As soon as the words fell, a gloomy low laugh came from his ear, and he said with a poof: "Stupid, I have a hanging pot in my hand, even Dari Tathagata can't save you."

The monk chased after the two of them not far away, holding the hanging pot, chuckled and swung his sword, a sharp half-moon-shaped white light flashed from the hanging pot sword, and he caught up with Lu Sheng as soon as he saw it, and wanted to chop him off in the middle .

However, as soon as the white light approached, only the tail barely brushed against Lu Sheng's shoulder, and then sank into the horse's back, cutting the horse into two without a sound.Lu Sheng only felt a chill in his right shoulder, and then the pain was unbearable. He gritted his teeth and hurriedly hugged Sun Zhao. Following the momentum of the half horse, the two galloped forward for tens of feet, and then fell heavily on the wasteland. Rolled dozens of laps one after another.Lu Sheng was secretly startled. Although he was bruised and bruised, his body was stronger than before, and he could recover after a little care.This Sun Zhao was afraid that he would be hopeless...

It's just that he has no time to distract himself to rescue him now, the monk is already approaching.As he approached, he frowned slightly, looked at the hanging pot in his hand thoughtfully, and said in surprise: "I... missed it?"