not scientific at all

As the evening progresses, the autumn wind blows harder.

The leaves of the plantain trees in the yard were rustling by the wind, and some large leaves patted on the window lattice with the wind, knocking rhythmically, as if someone was patiently knocking on the door outside.The sound of percussion played in Wen Yuying's heart like a drumbeat, making her restless and unable to fall asleep; but Zhao Chuming, who stayed behind to protect him, was already leaning against the table with his eyes closed, breathing gently and evenly, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

She stared at the light on the table, not daring to blink her eyes, for fear that the fire would be blown out, and ghosts like Xu Fangli would also break into this room.

The knocking outside the window became louder and louder, gradually mixed with the sound of sobbing, as if someone was calling her in a low voice: "Sister Wen, sister Wen..."

Wen Yuying was terrified, stood up and called Zhao Chuming softly a few times, but he was in a deep sleep and couldn't wake up no matter how much he called.The lights on the table were flickering, and the black lights formed a strange shape in the air. The voice outside the door was getting louder and clearer, as if it was right next to her ears.

"Sister Wen, my younger sister is Luo Ping, the daughter of the owner of the Yinghuo Villa. I came to visit today at night. I really have a big matter that is related to the life and death of my villa. I don't know who to turn to for help, so I have the audacity to come to ask my sister."

Her voice was gentle and delicate, mixed with low sobs, which was particularly pitiful.Unknowingly, Wen Yuying walked to the door of the room, reached out and lifted the latch.

A thin cold wind blew head-on, and the door was slapped open with a bang, revealing a dark and barren courtyard, and a woman in yellow clothes with a sad face at the door.When the woman saw the door opened, she immediately wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand, forced a smile, and wished Wen Yuying a blessing.

The bean lamp on the table was blown by the cold wind, the wick exploded suddenly, and the flame grew two or three times longer, filling the room with candlelight and thick shadows.

Wen Yuying returned the salute subconsciously, opened her dry lips and asked, "What does Miss Luo want to say?"

"Star Emperor Sword!" Luo Ping gritted her teeth and spat out these three words angrily.

"Xinghuang Sword?" They all came here to watch the sword come out. Could it be that something went wrong with the sword, and all kinds of supernatural things in the villa are caused by this sword?

Luo Ping bypassed Wen Yuying and entered the room, sat under the light and talked about what happened these days: "Sister, do you know that the reason why the Xinghuang Sword is named 'Xinghuang' is because my father lived in the back mountain of Yinghuo Villa. Picked up a broken meteorite?"

Wen Yuying said: "That's what people in the world say."

Luo Ping's face was indifferent, and she said sadly: "Since he picked up that piece of gravel, my father has changed. He took that piece of stone with him, and in just a few days, he seemed to be ten years younger and radiant. , The martial arts that have not improved for several years have also broken through. He felt that the meteorite was a divine stone from beyond the sky. If it could be made into a sword, it must be the best sword in the world. peak."

Wen Yuying asked in surprise: "There is such a miraculous thing in the world?"

Luo Ping sneered: "Without this miraculous thing, our Yinghuo Villa wouldn't be what it is today! My father wants to make a sword with those beads, and no one can stop him. He shut himself up in the sword hut day and night, tried again and again, failed again and again, and his temper became more and more irritable. Even if someone walked by the door of the sword hut and told him to hear footsteps, he would be beaten out and beaten with a stick.

"More than two months ago, my father suddenly came back from the sword house in the middle of the night, and laughed wildly, saying that he knew how to forge a sword. I haven't dared to talk to him for a long time. It was rare to see him in a good mood that day, so I went up. I asked him how to practice."

"He told me..." Luo Ping shuddered, as if he still had lingering fears: "He wants to follow the example of the ancient swordsmiths, throwing living people into the sword furnace to refine swords!"

With a "pop", the door was blown open by the strong wind, and the little soybean-sized flame was blown out by the wind, leaving only the smoke and fire in the room.The moonlight came in from the door, reflecting that Luo Ping's face was pale and sullen, and her weak voice suddenly became sharp: "Since May, my servants have disappeared one by one, and after disappearing for a few days, when they reappear, they all become It was very ghostly. My mother and elder brother also became very afraid of people. I dared not go to see them. Zhonghao hid in my boudoir. Whenever outsiders came to Yinghuo Villa, I asked them to help me... But they were all taken away by my father. Gone, so far no one has been able to fulfill my wish..."

Wen Yuying's face was bleak, and she tried her best not to tremble too much, and asked in a low voice: "You mean you want us to go to the sword furnace and destroy that Xinghuang sword?"

"No, I can't go, you can't go..." Luo Ping covered her face with her hands and kept shaking her head, a faint light burst out in her eyes: "If you go, you will never come back, I have waited so long Waiting for you, how can I let you go there again..."

Wen Yuying felt a little touched, got up and asked: "My sister's kindness, I have written it down. It's just that this kind of matter involving ghosts and gods is out of my control. We will leave the villa tomorrow and invite a master with magic power to drive away the evil spirits." , and the Yinghuo Villa is peaceful."

In the darkness, she couldn't see Luo Ping's expression clearly, and she said to herself: "The father of Daxia Lu's beloved apprentice is a master who can subdue ghosts and ghosts. We just took you with us when we left..."

A shrill voice suddenly broke out, interrupting her words.

Wen Yuying only felt the cold air hit her face, and a force hit her, she quickly twisted back a few steps, drew out her sword and slashed forward.The miserable moonlight reflected on the sword, and the reflected light temporarily illuminated the environment in front of her, allowing her to see that it was not any dark energy or palm wind that attacked her, but Luo Ping's whole body bumped into it.

Her sword happened to cut off from the girl's shoulders, and cut her in half.

The long sword cut open Luo Ping's body, revealing two pale and weird sections, the smooth sections continuously sprouted tiny shoots, intertwined inch by inch to fill up the wound.But she didn't look injured at all, turned to Wen Yuying with a pale face, and asked sadly: "Why did my sister treat me like this? I was thrown into the sword furnace by my father and suffered so much. I have come back to life, but I can only come out at night, and I dare not let the sun shine during the day. I waited for a few months before my sister, why don't you take pity on my pain and lend me your body! How can you Want to leave me and run away!"

Her voice became more and more piercing, her face twisted, and she threw herself towards Wen Yuying.

Wen Yuying was so frightened that she became numb instead. Seeing that her sword had an effect on Luo Ping, she pulled out her sword cruelly and swiped at her again.After chopping a few times, his dizzy head turned from nervousness, and he called Zhao Chuming loudly, asking him to find Qingjing quickly.

Luo Ping suddenly smiled coquettishly: "Sister, don't cry, he won't wake up. Although I don't want a man's body, my brother needs such a handsome boy. I will take him back to my brother when I get my sister's body." ... Well, daddy is crazy, and he has suffered a lot."

Wen Yuying felt so regretful that her liver ached.If she didn't want Ying Qingguang to be a ghost and insisted on staying in this yard, she wouldn't be able to attract this female ghost, let alone harm Zhao Chuming!

She wiped her eyes, drew back her long sword, rushed towards Luo Ping desperately, and shouted miserably: "I mistrusted Mr. Ying, I was the one who killed Brother Zhao, but if you want to kill Brother Zhao today, you have to step over my body first! "

In an instant, she struck out thirteen swords, using the Ji Liu swordsmanship handed down in her family to a proficient level, a bit more proficient than in usual practice.However, what she is facing now is not a human being after all, but a ghost who is not afraid of getting hurt. The Thirteen Swords landed on the opponent well, and only forced her back a few steps.

Taking advantage of this gap, she retreated to Zhao Chuming's side, stabbing his left arm with a sword cruelly, trying to wake him up through the pain.

The point of the sword pierced through the sleeve, pressing against the flesh, leaving a shallow mark.Before the flesh and blood were cut, a golden light jumped out from his arms, awakening Zhao Chuming who was in deep sleep.

He held the camera in his hand, looked around, saw the two girls in front of him clearly with the faint golden light, and quickly stood up and shouted at Luo Ping: "Who are you!"

Luo Ping smiled sinisterly: "I am close to my sister, and I want to get close to her. If you dare to meddle in my business, I will cut out your heart first!"

Wen Yuying yelled sharper than Li Gui: "Run! Take the child and run! Go and tell Mr. Ying that she is a ghost, and everyone in this villa is a ghost, and the owner of Luo Zhuang will die with a sword!"

Just confessing, she ran towards Luo Ping with her sword, and used her body to pave a way for Zhao Chuming to escape from the house.Luo Ping raised her chin and sneered: "Do you think you can run away? Even if you run out of this small courtyard, you can't get out of Yinghuo Villa..."

She grabbed the blade of the sword, let her slender hand be cut to pieces by the blade, stretched her neck forward, and bit Wen Yuying's cheek.Her pale lips fell on Wen Yuying's cheeks, as if stuck in glue, she couldn't shake them off. The lips gradually merged to the pink cheeks, followed by the upturned nose, the middle of the face, and the small half of it in the blink of an eye. The face melted into Wen Yuying's face.

Wen Yuying kept screaming, slashing her long sword in the air, reaching out to push Luo Ping, but her hands fell into the opponent's body and merged into one like that face.This scene was extremely terrifying. Zhao Chuming had seen many murder scenes, but he was still so shocked by this scene that his throat tightened, and he couldn't even make a sound.

However, he did not run away. Instead, he tightly held the brilliant lens in his hand, aimed at Luo Ping and threw it vigorously.

When the gemstone landed on her body, which seemed real and illusory, it immediately emitted a bright golden light, which made her scream, and the place where she was hit seemed to be on fire, and there was a puff of blue smoke, emitting a disgusting smell of corpses. .

The golden light dispersed to form a curtain of light, gradually revealing a tall and tall figure, and when the golden light disappeared, the man revealed his true colors: beautiful eyebrows and eyes, cold complexion like frost and snow, wide shoulders and narrow waist, only body Wearing a thin white straight gown, and an elf golden crow resting on his shoulder, it was clearly Ying Qingguang who left with Master Luo.

Zhao Chuming exclaimed in surprise: "Young Master Ying, save Miss Wen!"

Even though Wen Yuying was in such pain that she was about to lose her soul, when she saw him appear, there was still a surge of hope in her heart, she looked at him full of longing, and begged him to save her.

Qing Jing nodded lightly, then took out the ancient dragon skin book from his waist, opened the front, and read after the phrase "the first year of the Spring King and the first month of the year": "In March, the Duke and the father of Zhu Yi allied with Yu Mie. "

The world in everyone's eyes was split again, and the small house was turned into a simple and spacious hall. Bronze sacrificial vessels were displayed in the hall, and a prince wearing a nine-pronged sky crown and another prince with a leather bezel saluted.The figures of the two gradually turned from illusion to reality, straightened up, and looked at Wen Yuying and Luo Ping who were stuck together.

The one with the crown waved at them, and the one with the leather hat gave them a virtual push. The human and ghost who had almost merged into one felt as if they were trapped in a swamp, but were pulled out forcefully.

Wen Yuying burst into tears with joy, but Luo Ping screamed in fear, looked at Qingjing full of resentment, and asked sharply: "Why! Why did you separate me and Sister Wen! You are obviously not human, why? To stand up for these people—”

The man with the crown pressed down with his right hand, and pressed Luo Ping's head to the ground, blocking her screams.The time of the last Yuanhui and the current time flowed at the same time, and the illusory hall of the Huimeng was taken back into "Spring and Autumn" together with the female ghost, and an additional note was added below that sentence: "Yin Gong captured Luo Ping inside room."

Qing Jing still put on the appearance of a world-class expert, put away the scroll, turned around and smiled at the two of them, and asked kindly: "I am a swordsman, but I read the precious scroll of "Spring and Autumn" of Wen Huazong. Retire the enemy, do you have any questions?"

Wen Yuying held her fused cheeks, as if there was still a disgusting feeling of being invaded by ghosts.This time she no longer dared to doubt Qing Jing because he was not human, shook her head desperately, and said gratefully: "I only know that you are my savior, and you don't need to know anything else."

Zhao Chuming put the sword on the table, and bowed deeply to him: "Young master saved us twice, if I still doubt your intentions, the sky will not allow me!"

The feeling of being held by others as a hero is so refreshing no matter how many times you experience it!Qing Jing took a deep breath, quietly raised his body a little higher, straightened his back, flicked on the light with his right hand, so that they could see clearly his image of immortality and confident smile.

Both of them were about to kneel down to him, but Qingjing was not only satisfied with showing off his figure like a fairy in the clouds, but used his true energy to spread his voice to the whole villa: "I have already read it twice. "Spring and Autumn" kills ghosts, there is one more chance, and then I will use my sword cultivation method! My sword is made of my own soul, and ghosts will turn into dust when they touch it, and it will be received In "Spring and Autumn", there may be a chance to enter reincarnation, so next..."

He raised his hand to break the roof, and clouds formed under his feet. He lifted Teacher Shen, who was as bright as a searchlight, into the air, and said calmly downwards: "I will only give a ghost a chance to reincarnate, let's see who can snatch it from "Spring and Autumn" "The opportunity to accept. The rest who dare to do evil again, only—"

"Soul! Fly! Soul! Scatter!"

Words like Huang Zhong and Da Lu shook people's hearts, interrupting the woman in Shuige who was about to pluck out Feng Zhusheng's heart; frightened away the old man who was waiting for Lu Si to get into the trap; Luo Mo, who coveted Lu Pingyuan, was even more shocked.

Under the control of higher-level hunters, this hunting has quietly changed its direction. This group of ghosts who cooperated in hunting humans has become a competitor. .