Ghost of Rebirth

* There is no sense when it dies.

Wanshaju can stimulate the worst and most vulnerable side of people, and it is often the people with deep obsessions who are easy to be recruited.

The resentful spirits and evil spirits caught in the situation only have killing in their minds. If they want to forcefully suppress them, they can only hope that the real Pingyao will come back to life. With the current abilities of Pingsong and Jiying, it is impossible to do so.

"Then that means we are going to die?" Zhang Nanchen's face immediately turned pale.

Although he didn't want Ji Ying to go to danger, he never thought that he would die casually, and ants survived stealthily, not to mention that he was a living person with a bond in his heart.

"No, no." Ping Song smiled, "Brother Zhang, have you forgotten what the old man said just now? You and I are both in the game, and only you and I can break this mess."

"Even though the vengeful spirits in the Wansha Bureau have lost their minds, they are not insensitive to the outside world. As long as you and I have a heart to overcome evil and turn to good, we can always overcome them." Pinsong said in a deep voice, looking at the shadowy dense forest ahead, "I have close relatives in the game, brother Zhang, why are you not like this?"

It was only at this time that Zhang Nanchen suddenly realized that this was the true meaning of Pingyao. He had expected that Pingsong's grandson would die in the Wansha situation, and he had to rely on Pingsong, who had profound mana and was related by blood, to break the situation.If the cobra still has a sliver of feeling for his loved ones, Hiramatsu can take advantage of it and break the evil situation from the inside.

What about him?And why is he related to Wanshaju?Is it true that, as the old man in Renshou Lane said, is there any connection between him and the predecessor who turned into a ghost in 1938 and then rescued thousands of undead?

Could it be that he has something to do with Nan Chen who also died in the Wansha Bureau?Since he was able to use Nan Chen's body to revive his soul, the two must have some fate.

"It's time, Brother Zhang, let's go in."

Before they knew it, the two of them had reached the top of Nanling Mountain.

Zhang Nanchen saw a path full of weeds at half a person's height, about half a meter wide, and tall trees covering the sky and sun, blocking out even a ray of sunlight.

The path is not long, and there is a turn at the end, and I don't know what is hidden behind it.

Zhang Nanchen's heart shivered, and he felt inexplicably cold. He fumbled in his trouser pockets, and his tentacles were all hexagonal yellow talismans folded by Ji Ying himself yesterday, as well as a bronze mirror.

He held the bronze mirror in his hand, took a deep breath, and then followed Pingsong into the weed path.

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A rusty iron shelf appeared in front of the two of them. On both sides of the door were tall courtyard walls covered with moss. It seemed that it had been closed for a long time, and no one had visited it for many years.Ping Song put the whisk taken out of the rucksack in the crook of his arm, stretched out his hand to grab the door frame, tried to shake it a few times, and then pulled hard with a low grunt, and even forcibly dismantled the iron frame door.

Zhang Nanchen was dumbfounded, but after entering the door, he was stunned again.

This courtyard is huge, and there are so many trees. The thick tree crowns have grown beyond the courtyard wall, no wonder it cannot be seen from the outside.

He followed Pinsong for a few steps, and there was a "rustling" trampling sound under his feet, and the place where he landed was very soft, presumably because of how many fallen leaves had accumulated on the ground over the years to produce this effect.

Almost every tree in the courtyard was covered with green vines, intertwined and intertwined, blurring people's vision. Walking between the trees and vines, Zhang Nanchen felt like he was in a tropical rainforest.

The deeper they went, the dimmer the light became. When the two walked to the center of the courtyard, Zhang Nanchen, who had poor eyesight, only felt that there was a layer of miasma in front of him. People gag.

Clenching the bronze mirror in his hand, Zhang Nanchen carefully moved forward step by step, and suddenly saw Ping Song, who had been walking in front of him, swayed as if he was about to fall, and then his eyes blurred, and the old man disappeared out of thin air.

"Senior Pinsong?" He was startled and hurriedly shouted, but got no response.

what happened? !

Zhang Nanchen turned around on the spot, but he still didn't see Pingsong's shadow, but suddenly his feet sank, his body almost slipped, but fortunately he held on to the green vine that was close at hand to stand still.

"Senior Pingsong!" Zhang Nanchen was a little panicked, and called out a few more times, but still no one answered him, but there was a slight vibration from the ivy in his hand.

Zhang Nanchen hurriedly lowered his head to look, and the vine that was also covered with moss seemed to come alive, twisting in his hands like a snake!

Zhang Nanchen yelled and hurriedly let go, his feet softened immediately, he looked at his feet, but saw the rotten leaves beside his feet were rolling like boiling water, and countless invisible things arched under the rotten leaves Go, make the top layer of rotten leaves protrude suddenly and then sink, it's really weird.

Not daring to stop any longer, Zhang Nanchen managed to stabilize his mind, identified the direction, and continued to move forward.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out, he felt something wrapped around his ankle.Zhang Nanchen still continued to move forward regardless, wanting to find the small white villa that Nanchen had mentioned before, who knew that the thing was getting tighter and tighter, with great strength, the more Zhang Nanchen wanted to go forward, the more shackles on his feet became It's too big to move an inch.

Unbearable, Zhang Nanchen lifted his foot with all his strength, and pulled the thing out of the ground!

I saw a blood-red, earthworm-like mollusc tightly wrapped around his feet, one end was burrowing into the sneakers, the other end was still hanging in the air and writhing randomly, it looked extremely disgusting.

The place where resentment gathers is full of yin, and according to common sense, there is no way for living things to survive. In this yard, there are many shadows of trees and green vines, and there are such strange soft-bodied creatures in the mud. If it is not an illusion transformed by resentment, then It must be a creature that has been mutated by the influence of extreme Yin Qi.

After figuring this out, the next thing will be easy. Zhang Nanchen grabbed a handful of talismans in his trouser pocket, picked out one and slapped it on his foot: "Scorching sun talisman, let's see if you can eat it or not!"

As soon as the talisman was pasted, the big blood-red earthworm turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared without a trace.

It seems that it is an illusion transformed by resentment, no wonder Pinsong disappeared suddenly, it was all evil, he was caught in an illusion!

Zhang Nanchen stopped hesitating at the moment, formed a seal with his hand, silently recited the mantra, bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood, only to hear a "poof", the scene in front of him changed drastically, the dense forest was still there, but there were no overlapping vines.

Although the illusion of green vines transformed by resentment has been broken, the light in the forest is still dim, and there is no figure of Pingsong.

Enduring the sharp pain on the tip of his tongue, Zhang Nanchen walked quickly with a bronze mirror in his hand. Unknowingly, he walked for nearly half an hour. He didn't know how many times he went around the yard, but he still couldn't find the white villa that Nanchen mentioned. .

Time passed by every minute and every second, but the surrounding scenery did not change at all, and even the sound of the outside world could not be heard.

Only then did Zhang Nanchen fully realize that something was wrong. This was simply a game within a game!

After one layer of illusion is broken, there is another layer outside, overlapping and endless. This is the terrible thing about Wansha Bureau. The pain of separation of human soul.

What did the victims who died in the Wansha Bureau see before they died?

Zhang Nanchen couldn't help feeling very annoyed, how could he forget to ask Nanchen carefully when calling Nanchen's soul.Although Nanchen's ghost once said that he was only bewitched by the resentment of Nanling Mountain, he heard a female voice call and fell down the building, and then he knew nothing about it, but there must be something worth noting, but Zhang Nanchen didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at that time Sex, this will waste a great opportunity.

He looked at the yellow talisman in his hand, but he couldn't use it. If he used up all these life-saving talismans now, he might end up trapped in an illusion forever.

At this moment, he can only fight hard.

Zhang Nanchen held the bronze mirror in one hand, stretched out a finger in the other hand, and tapped on the mirror with extreme care, controlling the flow of spiritual power in the body. Like Ji Ying's method of awakening the mirror demon last time, he introduced a trace of spiritual power into the bronze mirror within.

After all, he was inexperienced, and when he accidentally exerted too much force, he heard a few milky cries of pain, and then a cloud of light golden mist appeared in the originally dull mirror.

"Master, what did you ask me to do again?" The mirror demon had just appeared, when the mirror surface suddenly reflected the surrounding scenery, and the cloud of mist condensed on the mirror surface, no matter how much Zhang Nanchen knocked, he refused to move any more.

"You worthless bastard!" Zhang Nanchen was about to explode with anger, "There is extremely pure yin energy around here, if you have the ability, take a couple of breaths, it's hundreds of times better than those small troublemakers!"

After being scolded a few times by him, the mirror demon finally reacted, showing a round face like a child timidly: "Master, the monsters here are so powerful, they have three heads, I'm afraid."

"You're so scared!" Zhang Nanchen laughed back angrily. "Besides, it's useless to be afraid. We've already entered. If you can't get out, you will always be with those three-headed monsters."

The Mirror Demon was coerced and lured by Zhang Nanchen. After all, she couldn't resist the temptation to devour Yin Qi to help her practice, and finally slowly revealed her whole body.

This is the first time for Zhang Nanchen to see the world inside the bronze mirror, only to see that the mirror no longer reflects the outside world, but instead reveals a residential-like house with everything in it, including tables, chairs, beds and cabinets, and looks like a child The mirror demon sitting on the bed, with round limbs, as white as lotus root joints, but a small person is sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Zhang Nanchen clicked his tongue as he watched, and couldn't help but think of Ji Ying's soul-calling bell. Could it be that there is such a self-contained small world in that bell, and there is also a spirit like a mirror demon?

After a while, the surface of the bronze mirror became brighter and brighter, and finally it emitted a faint golden light. Without Zhang Nanchen holding it, it naturally floated in midair.

Zhang Nanchen immediately opened his Celestial Eye, and after a look, sure enough, the phantoms of resentment around him had turned into strands of black smoke, and they lined up to pour in as if they were attracted by a bronze mirror. The more the air was filled, the golden light from the bronze mirror became brighter and brighter, and finally it hurt Zhang Nanchen's eyes.

"Master, help me."

Zhang Nanchen was fascinated by the sight, when he suddenly heard the mirror demon calling him, he hurriedly closed his Celestial Eye, but before he could react, the bronze mirror fell into his hand.

He only felt a weight on his hand, and then a chill again, his wrist seemed to be entangled by something, and he couldn't move it.

A deep chill flowed through the skin into Zhang Nanchen's eight extraordinary meridians, and collided with the pure yang energy in his body, causing him to break out in a cold sweat immediately.

This is clearly a symptom of Yin Qi rushing to the body!

"Master, I can't absorb so much yin energy due to my limited powers, please help me share the burden."

The soft and waxy childish voice of the mirror demon sounded again, but Zhang Nanchen no longer had the energy to distract himself from responding. He was forced to sit down on the spot by the large amount of Yin energy pouring into his meridians, silently practicing the "Dzogchen Gong" heart method, but it is hoped that it can be decomposed and absorbed in time, otherwise the consequences of exploding and dying will be inevitable.

Now Zhang Nanchen finally knew why Ji Ying had to seize the world to open up the gates and widen the meridians for him in the past few days. It turned out that it was for this moment!

Both yin and yang qi are manifestations of spiritual power, and theoretically speaking, they can be transformed into each other.

When he was trapped in Renshou Lane before, Ji Ying consumed too much mana, so he used to absorb the yin energy from the summoning bell to supplement it. Later, Zhang Nanchen asked about it, and he said that only the descendants of Ji's family who held the summoning bell could do it. Yes, he has his own unique way of thinking.

Zhang Nanchen doesn't know this set of mental techniques, and it's not easy for Ji Ying to teach him in violation of family rules, but he also said that the eighteen mental techniques of "Dzogchen Gong" all have the same effect.

At this time, Zhang Nanchen was under the control of the mirror demon, and had to be forced to practice the spirit snake-style mental method to transform the yin energy in his body wholeheartedly.

The feeling of yin energy entering the body is quite different from the usual practice. Zhang Nanchen was already shivering from the cold, his lips were blue, but his body was still in the meditation posture and he didn't dare to move. If you interrupt, you will go crazy.

Although Zhang Nanchen's meridians have been expanded by Ji Ying day after day, they are still limited, and now he only feels swollen and painful, his whole body is covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost, only his dantian is still a little hot.

After going through the initial period, Zhang Nanchen gradually got used to it, and then he regained his perception of the outside world. He forced himself to open his eyes, but he was shocked to find that the surrounding scenery was changing rapidly at a speed that could be discerned by the naked eye, just like using a video camera. The rewind screen of the playback is the same.

The originally dense forest gradually thinned out, and the thick fallen leaves became thinner and thinner. There was also a rapidly changing day and night. The movement of light made Zhang Nanchen a little dizzy.

I don't know how long this phantom lasted, and finally it was frozen in a still picture.

The scene in this picture is desolate, with debris of plants and trees everywhere, and a small two-story building covered with white ash. On the roof of the small building there is a ridiculously large chimney, and thin black smoke is coming out of the chimney mouth.

This is what Nanchen called the white villa, but it is actually a cremator that has swallowed countless lives!

As if smelling the smell of burnt human flesh, Zhang Nanchen couldn't help holding his breath, but still felt a gust of wind blowing, and the smoke and dust mixed in the wind hit his head and face.

He closed his eyes suddenly, completely forgetting that what he saw was an illusion.

When I opened my eyes again, the picture changed again. Several teams of soldiers in khaki military uniforms were laughing and screaming, and pointed their bright bayonets at the young students who were tied up with ropes.The students, with their heads down and ragged clothes, walked into the small white building with the door open one by one.

Zhang Nanchen immediately knew what he saw. It was the real thing that happened on the Nanling Mountain of A University after the fall of City A in 1938!

He actually saw the past!

Eyes wide open in disbelief, Zhang Nanchen saw one of the students tied up in a string raised his head.

He had the most common parted hair at that time, with bushy eyebrows, big and bright eyes, straight and straight nose, only the mouth was too small to look like a boy, which added a bit of beauty.

Zhang Nanchen lowered his head in shock, only to see his own face reflected in the bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror has been restored to an ordinary mirror, reflecting his face. Although it is blurred, his facial features are clearly discernible. It is exactly the same as the young student seen in the illusion just now!

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Zhang Nanchen was so horrified that he almost jumped up from the ground. He couldn't believe his eyes. He looked down at the face in the mirror, and reached out to pinch his own face. The pain made him cry out "Ouch". .

Not a dream!

He raised his head again, and the illusion in front of him was slowly changing. Among the group of students, the only young male student who raised his head had already entered the small white building under the threat of a bayonet. He walked forward step by step, tall and thin. When the figure was completely engulfed by the dark gatehouse, he suddenly turned his head, his eyes were slightly bent on his delicate face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a distinct smile.

Looking at the face with a similarity of 90.00%, Zhang Nanchen instinctively shouted: "Don't go in!"

As soon as he made a sound, the illusion in front of him was like the surface of a lake where small stones were thrown into it. It vibrated circle after circle and turned into ripples. I can't see clearly.

Zhang Nanchen was so anxious that he scolded his mother. When he was excited, the Spiritual Snake Pose Mind Technique that was still running automatically stopped, and the large amount of Yin Qi he inhaled in his body instantly counterattacked, and the meridians all over his body felt like they were about to burst.

Hurriedly closing his eyes again, Zhang Nanchen was too busy to take care of himself at this time. He really didn't have the energy to worry about what would happen to the person in the illusion. After a week, I felt that my breathing became smoother, the heat in my dantian became more and more intense, and my cold body began to warm up.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Nanchen tried to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, and found that the energy he could control freely was not a little bit or two more than before, but increased geometrically. He couldn't help thinking that this time it was a blessing in disguise. The evil situation has existed for nearly a hundred years. It relies on Nanling Mountain to absorb the wandering ghosts around it. The yin energy it produces is extremely pure, and it benefits a lot after it is transformed into its own spiritual power.

He was so overjoyed that he even forgot what kind of environment he was in, when he suddenly heard a "ding" from the bronze mirror on his palm, and then the mirror monster panicked and shouted: "Master, master, The monster is coming, let's go!"

"Where is the monster, you are a monster!" Zhang Nanchen angrily tried to put the bronze mirror into his trouser pocket, but the bronze mirror slipped from his finger in disbelief, and floated crookedly in the air again, drunk Like a little bee, it made a horoscope, and moved forward with a faint golden light.

Only then did he realize that the surroundings were pitch black, except for the bronze mirror, there was no light at all.The halo emitted by the bronze mirror is limited, and the illumination range is only half a meter. Zhang Nanchen can't see his five fingers clearly even if he stretches out his hand, let alone the road ahead and his feet.

"Master, let's go!" The mirror demon kept repeating, let's go, and turned into a little lantern to lead the way.

Zhang Nanchen had no choice but to stand up, and stumbled after two steps, and the pulling feeling on his ankle was very familiar.

He twitched his foot vigorously, and sure enough, a blood-red thread was firmly wrapped around his foot, still twisting and turning.

"Damn it, come again, do you dare to change to a new trick!" Without blinking, Zhang Nanchen took out a Lie Yang Talisman and stuck it on the thing, "Get out of my way!"

There was only a sound of "哧啦", and a puff of blue smoke came out from the place where the Lieyang Talisman was attached, and it was getting more and more.

But before Zhang Nanchen could show a smug smile, the phantom that should have disappeared in response did not disappear. The green smoke became more and more fierce, and the restraints on the ankles became tighter and tighter. Finally, the entire Lieyang Talisman burned with a "chi" stand up!

Only then did Zhang Nanchen realize that something was wrong. What was wrapped around his feet was not the red earthworms that had appeared before, but countless strands of hair-thin threads. Zhang Nanchen, who couldn't speak well, dragged behind.

But in the blink of an eye, the blazing sun talisman attached to the thin thread was burned into a pool of ashes, and there was no trace left after falling down.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The bronze mirror that was originally floating in front of it suddenly became brighter, obviously sensing that Zhang Nanchen was in danger, circled in mid-air, wobbled a few times, and then swooped down like a small plane and smashed towards Zhang Nanchen's ankle go down.

Zhang Nanchen was dragged face-down and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, the strength on his feet jerked again, and he gnawed a mouthful of mud. The fishy and smelly smell poured down his throat, making him feel disgusted. nausea.

"I wipe—" he cursed indistinctly, the uneven ground from his face to his knees was painful. Fortunately, the layer of fallen leaves under his body was very thick, so the wound was not deep.

Zhang Nanchen stretched out his hands and scratched at the ground, and finally caught a section of old tree roots. He hurriedly poured all his strength into his hands, gritted his teeth and temporarily stopped the castration.

Before he had time to catch his breath when he stopped, Zhang Nanchen's eyes blurred, and he saw the little bronze mirror hit his feet hard in a perfectly free-falling posture.

"me--"

This sudden pain made him tear up, he couldn't even swear, he only knew how to exhale with his mouth open.

Under the severe pain, the strength in his hand was loosened, and the silk thread exerted force again, dragging Zhang Nanchen back more than one meter.

No matter how painful Zhang Nanchen was at this juncture, he had no choice but to endure the pain. With teary eyes, he scratched again and again, grabbing a few weeds to calm himself down, propped his arms on the ground, twisted his whole body into a twist, and finally got rid of it. In the painful posture of gnawing mud face-down, I took a breath of fresh air.

The mirror demon only hit one of its own people with one blow, and made two "buzzing" sounds, and wanted to take off again. Unexpectedly, the silk thread wrapped around Zhang Nanchen's ankle split out at an extremely fast speed and wrapped the entire mirror. It's leaking.

In an instant, the penetrating sound of hard objects scraping metal filled the entire space, and the only light was completely covered. Zhang Nanchen finally turned over, but fell into complete darkness.

How to do? !

Zhang Nanchen kicked his feet in vain while trying to break it. Fortunately, the silk thread was probably busy fighting with the mirror demon, so it stopped pulling it forward temporarily, which gave him a little room to breathe.

The top priority is to rescue the Mirror Demon first, at least to have something to illuminate.

Thinking of this, Zhang Nanchen calmed down a little. He ruthlessly stretched out his right index finger and put it into his mouth to bite hard. Then he took out a blank yellow talisman, drew a dispersing spirit talisman, and then recited the dispersing spirit mantra, " With a snap, it stuck to his ankle.

A cluster of blue flames burned instantly, illuminating the area where the silk thread was wrapped around the bronze mirror. Zhang Nanchen took a closer look, and couldn't help gasping. Where was the silk thread wrapped around the bronze mirror? The texture was clearly hair. , It's blood red hair!

But the status quo didn't give him time to think about it. The spontaneous combustion of the yellow talisman meant that the talisman had failed, and it also meant that the weird long blood-red hair couldn't be dispelled, so he could only think of other ways.

"The heavens and the earth are natural, and the filth and qi are scattered. The cave is mysterious and empty, and the Taiyuan is shining. The majesty of the eight directions makes me natural. The spiritual treasure talisman tells the nine heavens; Gan Luo Dana, the cave is too mysterious; kills demons and binds evil, saves There are thousands of ghosts. Zhongshan God Mantra, Yuanshi Yuwen, recite it once, but ghosts prolong their lives; follow the five mountains, and learn from the eight seas; the demon king puts his head on, and guards my house; the evil and filth dissipate, and the Dao Qi remains forever!"

Zhang Nanchen tied the Vajra Seal with his hands, and quickly recited the mantra of Jingtiandi, a warm current flowed from the dantian to the whole body, and finally gathered at the fingertips, mixing with the blood that flowed from his hands.

At the last exit of the word "Cun", Zhang Nanchen pressed both hands on the bronze mirror firmly.

A woman's scream was heard, which pierced Zhang Nanchen's eardrums to the point of rupturing, and the layers of entangled hair retreated when exposed to blood like an electric shock, and even the hair pulling Zhang Nanchen's ankle shrank back.

There was another "buzz", and the copper mirror finally returned to freedom, but the entire mirror surface had been scratched horribly, and the already weak halo became dimmer, similar to the light emitted by fireflies.

"Master, I'm afraid..." A weeping child's voice sounded, it was the mirror demon acting like a spoiled child to Zhang Nanchen.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Zhang Nanchen's head was full of black lines, but he couldn't help but speak softly, and then comforted the mirror demon, and got up from the ground.

Nima, where did this old Taoist Ping Song go? I haven't seen him since he entered this yard. Let him alone to fend for himself, he will be punished!

Zhang Nanchen, who didn't dare to take it lightly, stood on the spot, unable to advance or retreat, and looked forward vigorously with the faint light of the bronze mirror.

A Fierce Yang Talisman and a Scattering Spirit Talisman, even if they were patted on that strand of hair, they would ignite spontaneously without fire, which meant that that strand of hair was different from the phantom I saw when I first entered the Wansha Bureau, and I am afraid that it has already cultivated into a real body.

Zhang Nanchen couldn't help thinking of the red flower Lycoris that died with him, and also cultivated into the avatar of the earth immortal. I am afraid that this thing he met this time would not lose to it.

However, this time he didn't have the Celestial Pill to use, so he would have stolen Ji Ying's one and ate it.

At a loss, Zhang Nanchen pricked up his ears, only to hear a few indistinct "hissing" sounds, a bit like the sound made by a snake gliding on the grass.

It must be that strand of hair is still waiting for an opportunity. Now Zhang Nanchen dare not go forward. He hesitated for a few seconds, and suddenly the heavy "hissing" sound became smaller and smaller. It sounded like it should be moving forward. step back.

"Little monster, is there anything you can do?" Zhang Nanchen lowered his voice and asked the mirror monster floating beside him.

"No." The Mirror Demon answered crisply.

Nima!

Zhang Nanchen cursed secretly, holding his head and thinking hard, suddenly remembered that the old Taoist Pingsong said that they were all "people in the bureau". Could it be that the implication was to go deep into the enemy's rear in order to achieve success immediately?

Thinking of the weird blood-red hair, Zhang Nanchen couldn't help shivering, tightened the short-sleeved T-shirt on his body, and rubbed his arms, grinning in pain, raised his hand, and saw that his hands were all dead Blood residue, it's no wonder that it doesn't hurt when rubbed into the wound.As for the backpack he was carrying on his body, he didn't know where it fell.

Enduring the pain and rubbing off the blood residue on his hands, Zhang Nanchen took out all the talisman papers in his trouser pockets, then poked the bronze mirror and said, "Little monster, show me the way, we'll go check it out for a while." explore."

The mirror demon said dissatisfied: "Master, I have a name, I am not a monster."

"What's your name?"

"My name is Fuhui." The Mirror Demon said triumphantly, "My mother told me that this name is auspicious."

Zhang Nanchen: "..."

The so-called baby spirits are the ghosts of stillborn fetuses before they were born. In other words, they should return to the underworld to be reincarnated without even seeing their parents. Unless you can meet an expert to refine it, it is difficult to escape the end of the soul flying away.

Since this mirror demon has a name, it must have stayed with its parents for a period of time after being poured into the bronze mirror, or the child had already been named before it was born. It seems that its biological parents should be extremely looking forward to the birth of this child.

"Fuhui, lead the way for the young master." Zhang Nanchen waved his hand, pulled the wound and took a few hissing breaths.

The bronze mirror circled around in the air a few times in response, and slowly flew forward.

With the bronze mirror to guide the way, it was easier to walk under the feet. Zhang Nanchen walked cautiously, but there were no strange things disturbing him along the way. Looking around, the scene around him was very similar to when he first entered this yard, like It is the illusion that has disappeared, and he has returned to reality.

After walking like this for about 1 minute, Zhang Nanchen's eyes suddenly opened up, and he saw a white wall looming under the shade of heavy trees. No, just move on.

When walking about two meters away from the white wall, the originally dense forest stopped abruptly, and a square open space came into view. Zhang Nanchen stretched out his foot and stepped on it. The solid muddy ground was not a blade of grass.Behind the open space should be the white villa that Nanchen mentioned. The double doors were closed tightly, and there was no sound at all around, it was eerily quiet.

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Zhang Nanchen swallowed nervously, walked slowly to the door, and pressed his hand on the door.

Just go in, whoever is afraid of whom.

With a soft "squeak", Zhang Nanchen pushed open the closed door and took a shallow breath, except for a bit of dust, there was no other peculiar smell.

After walking two steps inside, nothing strange came out to scare people.

"Strange, is it an illusion again?" He said to himself and took another two steps, looking around, but he didn't see the terrible red hair.

The decoration inside the building is simple and rudimentary, the walls are not painted, the naked eye can only see the rough cement walls, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated under his feet, so he has to take every step as lightly as possible, lest he be choked to death first .

As he walked, he realized that something was wrong. Even though the light was weak, Zhang Nanchen could still see traces left by someone stepping on the thick dust under his feet, and two rows of footprints went straight to the bottom step of the stairs. place.

Could it be that Ping Song arrived first?

Zhang Nanchen couldn't help but feel a little secretly happy. He walked quickly to the bottom of the stairs, squatted down and looked at the concrete steps, but found that there was nothing, and the series of footprints was interrupted.

After seeing the steps, he looked up again.

Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened at this time, just as Zhang Nanchen raised his head, he felt his waist tighten, and the vision in front of him changed instantly, from upward to downward, and his whole body was raised by blood-colored hair coming out of nowhere. Up in the air!

I rub it, no wonder there are no footprints, so it was directly lifted up by this monster!

Zhang Nanchen cursed secretly, stuffed his fingers into his mouth and bit the pain, clasped his hands and borrowed the Vajra seal, and was about to silently recite the mantra of Jingtiandi and do the same thing, but the upper and lower mouths hadn't touched yet, and they were tightly wrapped around his waist The thing on the top suddenly tightened, and it bounced up and down a few times. Zhang Nanchen immediately broke out in white sweat. He opened his mouth and even stopped breathing. He felt that his ribs were almost being strangled. A few crackling sounds of dislocation of bones were heard.

"It hurts..."

He cried out in pain, and subconsciously grabbed the thing wrapped around his waist with his hands. Unexpectedly, the hair was extremely tough and sharp. As soon as his palm touched it, countless buttons were cut, and blood gushed out immediately. There is a slight rusty smell.

"Ah... cluck..."

I don't know where the sound like a hen laying an egg suddenly appeared. It was very small at first, but then it became louder and more urgent. In Zhang Nanchen's ears, it sounded like "cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck!" Blue veins break out.

Being dropped in mid-air and unable to move, he was afraid that he would be cut in half with a single force. Zhang Nanchen watched helplessly as the ground under his feet was getting farther and farther away from him. He was in pain.

"Heaven—heaven and earth are natural—"

Zhang Nanchen gritted his teeth and thought about the mantra, but as soon as he opened his mouth and made a sound, the hair bound around his waist tightened a bit, and finally reached the point where he could barely breathe, but he still breathed out more air and took in less air, he could use his breath Ruo Yousi described it.

"Little monster? Fuhui?" Zhang Nanchen yelled softly, stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets, found a handful of talismans, and squeezed them tightly into his palms.

After the sudden change just now, the mirror monster fell to the ground with a bang, and there has been no movement until now. Zhang Nanchen extremely suspected that the little monster ran away by itself.

As soon as he yelled, he heard the "cluck" sound close to his ears. After turning his head with difficulty, Zhang Nanchen found that he had been dragged to the second floor, and he happened to be stuck in the narrow space at the turn of the stairs. inside.

The layout of the second floor is completely different from that of the first floor. The first floor is empty, but there are many narrow doors on the second floor. The doors are all closed, but Zhang Nanchen has already guessed what is behind the door. It must have been used for burning The cremator for corpses, one in each door, the efficiency of multi-pronged approach is extremely high!

It was only at this time that Zhang Nanchen realized where the hairs wrapped around him came from. They actually came out from the cracks in the small doors!

Seeing this situation, Zhang Nanchen was able to be sure that he must have fallen into an illusion again. At the beginning, these hairs were forced back by him with the magic spell of purifying heaven and earth, and the string of footprints on the first floor were all caused by this resentment. Weng's tricks just deceived Zhang Nanchen, a rookie, into the stronghold of resentment.

Now Zhang Nanchen desperately wanted to break free from under that strand of hair on his waist, otherwise it would be the end of the game if he was dragged into any small door.

Zhang Nanchen gritted his teeth resentfully. After being hung upside down for a long time, he felt top-heavy, blood from all over his body poured into his head, his eyeballs were almost squeezed to burst, and he felt dizzy for a while.

It didn't take long for Zhang Nanchen to be completely hoisted up to the second floor, and more heads