Hell!

Walking down step by step, it was dark from above, but as they walked down, lights on both sides of the passage lit up one by one.

He Jiangyu looked to both sides, then was dumbfounded, "My God, Ye Mingzhu!"

Shi Xuanzhi also saw it, but he knew that it was not some luminous pearl. For some reason, these beads lit up with their footsteps to illuminate them.

At the bottom, there is a hall in front of you.He Jiangyu stared around, here, here...

It's hard to describe what it looks like here. There are so many bright night pearls hanging on the walls. Logically speaking, it should be as bright as day, but He Jiangyu only feels that the place is gloomy.

He turned his head and looked around. It seemed to be a hall, very empty. Their breathing seemed to echo here. There were four platforms not far in front.He Jiangyu looked carefully, hoping to find some words to describe the platform, such as carved dragons and phoenixes on it, but there were no, it was four ordinary earth and stone platforms.

And in front of them, a large area was slightly sunken, which seemed to be a reservoir, as deep as a person, but the water inside had dried up, leaving only brown marks on the bottom of the pool.

He Jiangyu turned back and asked the white-robed man who followed them down, "What place is this?"

The white-robed man didn't seem to hear it, and walked around the reservoir towards the platforms. At some point, two things appeared in his palm, one was a silver tripod, and the other was a medicine pestle.

He Jiangyu and Shi Xuanzhi's hearts skipped a beat. They don't know how the white-robed man got the medicine pestle, but the soldiers and ghosts in the tower and Yu Xingning are probably in danger.

He Jiangyu looked at the back of the white-robed man and asked Shi Xuanzhi, "Should we run or stay now?"

He was just nervous when he didn't speak, but everyone knew that he couldn't leave.

The speed of the white-robed man seemed to be slow, but he quickly reached the edge of the platform. He had already placed the sacred artifacts on the platform, and every time he put a sacred artifact on it, the place became brighter.

After he put it on, he suddenly turned his head to look at Shi Xuanzhi, "It's time for your sword, take it out."

Shi Xuanzhi narrowed his eyes, he would never give the holy artifact to this person.

But the white-robed man seemed to know what he was thinking. He grabbed his hand in the air, and He Jiangyu kicked his legs in mid-air as if someone had grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.

The white-robed man smiled softly, "Take it out."

He Jiangyu's face was flushed, although Shi Xuanzhi was unwilling, but still summoned the sword, and consciously controlled the sword to let the sword fall on the third platform.

The white-robed man let go of his hand triumphantly, He Jiangyu fell from the air, staggered, Shi Xuanzhi went to help, and almost missed, He Jiangyu actually fell into the reservoir, fortunately, he reacted quickly and supported him to the ground , but it was hard enough to fall, and the hand was bleeding even more.

The white-robed man was very proud, "I will be able to launch the battle soon." The only problem is the spirit.He had to walk up to the altar by himself, not be put up by himself like other sacred vessels.

The white-robed man planned to repeat the same trick, grabbing Shi Xuanzhi and threatening He Jiangyu, his hand was about to be grasped in the air, but at this moment something changed suddenly.

After He Jiangyu fell in and touched his blood, the dry brown traces on the bottom of the pool actually began to get wet again, and then quickly turned into liquid. Before the water reacted, the reservoir was already full of water. He Jiangyu, who was sitting at the bottom of the pool, was submerged in it.

Everyone was taken aback, and Shi Xuanzhi immediately jumped into the pool, trying to fish out He Jiangyu.

He Jiangyu had been thrown badly, and was about to take a rest before standing up and cursing, but in an instant, a viscous liquid soaked him in it, and before he could react, a mouthful of salty liquid poured into his mouth Here, he and he clearly know that this is blood...

Then he lost consciousness, and when he opened his eyes bewilderedly, he realized that the place in front of him was not the place just now, but...

In front of him was a group of people in ancient costumes, and an old man with a gray beard was standing in front of him with a solemn expression.

Their faces were already close to each other, but the old man didn't seem to notice it. His lips opened and closed, "Now is the autumn of life and death for our Tianshui people. We must gather all our strengths to defeat our enemies. Is there anyone who flinched?"

"No!" Everyone said in unison, and the sound shook He Jiangyu's eardrums.

Then he saw a scene he will never forget. These people walked to the edge of the pool in a row, took a knife in their left hand, and quickly scratched on his right wrist. The blood flowed down the wrist into the pool. When it flowed out, that person turned into a night pearl and flew to the dome.

One by one, the Tianshui people were doing all this silently, until the last person drained his own blood, and unexpectedly a person broke in, and then ran out screaming blood, blood.

The patriarch glanced at the man, but instead of chasing after him, he cut his own wrist, and his blood dripped into the pool, and the blood in the pool seemed to be boiling.

The patriarch muttered something, "" Gradually, the voice of the patriarch changed into Sanskrit, and He Jiangyu could no longer understand it.

Following the voice of the patriarch, flames fell from the sky... But the voice of the patriarch pierced He Jiangyu's eardrums. For some reason, he began to chant along with the voice of the patriarch, as if these Sanskrit words were engraved in his heart...

When the flames fell, He Jiangyu finally understood that what he saw was the scene back then...

When the patriarch's last drop of blood dripped into the pool, He Jiangyu felt that the patriarch seemed to glance at him.

He Jiangyu woke up suddenly, he was still at the bottom of the pool, but a syllable suddenly came out of his mouth, "With the power of my Tianshui tribe, with the blood of my Tianshui tribe, the mana is endless, and the spiritual power flows day by day..." Gradually he Sanskrit was also spit out from the mouth.

When Shi Xuan reached the bottom of the pool, he found that he couldn't find He Jiangyu at all, but just for a moment, the blood in the pool seemed to be boiling, and He Jiangyu flew up from the pool in an instant.

The Sanskrit in his mouth seemed to have a physical body, circling around his body, the sky fire, descending again...

With the sound of He Jiangyu's voice, the hall became extremely bright, and every bead emitted an extremely dazzling brilliance. The silver cauldron, medicine pestle, and spirit sword vibrated endlessly...

The white-robed man stared at all of this in astonishment, the rays of light were like sharp swords, cutting him in pain.

Tianhuo seemed to be conscious, avoided He Jiangyu, Shi Xuanzhi and Wei Yan, and landed beside them, while the man in white robe was helpless under the cover of Tianhuo.

This is God's punishment, no matter how powerful he is, he is human after all... He gritted his teeth, it turned out that the Tianshui people didn't commit suicide, they set a trap for themselves after all...

The ground began to shake, Shi Xuanzhi couldn't stand still, the spirit sword sprang out and came to Shi Xuanzhi's side, Shi Xuanzhi didn't have time to react, he could only grab the hilt of the sword reflexively, the spirit sword leaped, and flew him into the air , avoiding the earth and rocks brought by the fire from the sky.

He Jiangyu, who was soaring from the pool, sat cross-legged, with Sanskrit flowing on his body, and his precious appearance was solemn. After he uttered the last syllable, all the tangible Sanskrit turned into a sharp sword and passed through the chest of the white-robed man...

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He Jiangyu lay on the ground and refused to get up, "I'm exhausted."

His surroundings are full of ruins, all caused by the white-robed man he killed just now. Speaking of which, he is still a little confused. Now if you ask him to recite the Sanskrit, he will definitely not be able to recite it. Everything, he can only explain as the upper body of a ghost.

Shi Xuanzhi stretched out his hand to him, "Get up and go home."

Everything in the Tianshui clan is over, and he doesn't know what else will happen in the future. He just wants to go home with He Jiangyu.

He Jiangyu finally perked up after hearing these two words, jumped up, and did not forget to greet Wei Yan, "Hey, I'm home."

Wei Yan smiled very gently, "I won't be a light bulb anymore."

He Jiangyu's eyes widened, "You want to stay."

"It's not that I want to stay, it's that I'm leaving."

Wei Yan's body gradually became transparent, "I already know that I can't be too persistent, otherwise I will become like that white-robed man, what's the good thing, I think about it, the time has come, I should go to reincarnation."

Wei Yan's voice floated in the air, and her person had disappeared.

He Jiangyu was a little emotional and sad. Although Wei Yan was a ghost, although he was afraid of ghosts, and although Wei Yan always frightened him, it seemed that as long as he had kind thoughts in his heart, ghosts were not that scary.

He Jiangyu twitched his nose twice and held Shi Xuanzhi's hand. Reincarnation is always a good thing, if you want to go to hell... He glanced at Shi Xuanzhi, and there seemed to be plenty of opportunities in the future!

The author has something to say: In fact, it was only one chapter away from the end. Speaking of it, I really can't bear to finish it, and I can't bear to bear with these two sons.

At the beginning, I just wanted to write ghost stories one by one, but as I was writing, I suddenly felt that there was a thread that could be connected.

Then it's stringed together...

Today, it’s finally over, and I’ve experienced countless hardships in the middle... It’s all tears, such as various exams, various entertainments, and various interviews, so from the end of the year until now...

Ah, but it's finally over, I have to save articles in the future, if I don't save until it's over, I won't open a hole!