Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

"We don't know how we died. When we got home that day, we saw my mother-in-law lying on the ground. I was terrified. Let's take a closer look. Okay, my mother-in-law's face is swollen and her body is covered with bruises. We must have passed out at that time, and when we woke up, we were just like our mother-in-law..."

"Young master, the day before I died, I was still keeping vigil for my husband. I don't know why my eyes went dark, and when I woke up, I found that I would float!"

"Also, I can't remember whether it's Uncle Li or Aunt Qian. A good person suddenly got an evil spirit. He bit my neck and sucked blood. Later, I died too. My body will rot, and my soul has not yet come out of my body. , can also bite people. You can see if my death can be regarded as a death, and the sentence will be reduced by a few years..."

A group of ghouls with different death shapes scrambled to complain, the scene was truly terrifying.

But after getting used to it, Yu Fuchen was not as resistant as before, feeling that these ghouls could be regarded as human beings, at least they used to be human beings.

Feng Changhuan, on the other hand, listened carefully to what they said, nodding in response from time to time, his brows furrowed more and more tightly, into a character horoscope.

"Hey! My family said, don't worry about it here. Mr. has a lot of things to do every day, so how can you care about your trivial matters... Ouch, sir~ The [-]th year of my family is just the age of cardamom. Unfortunately, I encountered an accident and died. Jide, I have never done anything evil. Seeing that your body is thin, you must be a harem. There are few people, and there is no need for a servant with such a warm bed..."

A girl who was not considered beautiful, but should have been beautiful in her lifetime, twisted in front of the people, covered half of her rotten face with a torn sleeve, and winked at Feng Changhuan.

Before Feng Changhuan declined, Yu Fuchen stomped his feet and pulled the man behind him, posing like an eagle catching a chicken, completely ignoring that the other party was a weak woman with no strength to restrain the chicken, and frightened the man to tears just by staring at her go.

On the spot, the pear blossoms were raining, and they were crying.

"My family, my family didn't have any malicious intentions... I just died for no reason, I have regrets, my family is only sixteen, and I didn't marry and become a woman in the end, blah blah..."

Her crying made the male ghosts feel pity, but they didn't dare to criticize Yu Fuchen, so they could only go around the corner and complain for the female ghosts.

"Yes, yes, Guo Nizi hasn't left the cabinet yet, she is at the age of flowers and jade, and there are three thousand beauties in your harem, and there is no shortage of a seat, why don't you just accept her."

Feng Chang said happily: "If I don't get accepted by the traitor, I will burn the incense. Now that I can't protect myself, how can I care about whether you get married or not?"

Little did he know that at this moment, the little wild wolf had other plans in his mind. In broad daylight and the world was clear, he actually grabbed his shoulders in full view and kissed him on the lips without blushing, showing his ownership.

At this moment, all the ghosts understood that they loved Yuanyuan and would rather tear down ten bridges than ruin a relationship. After a moment of silence, they began to complain to each other. .

Feng Changhuan never imagined that his apprentice would have such a shameless and shameless virtue, and he didn't even bother to scold him. Gu Zi was stunned, thinking whether it was his own teaching that made him go astray...

"Master, they have different opinions about their unjust death. Some people died from fright, some died violently, and some died from being sucked blood. Many of them don't have a clear memory of the time of death, and they can draw a conclusion after summarizing. "

"Um... what do you mean?"

"Could it be that some of them were mutated and killed others? Just like the epidemic, after being infected, they will not only appear sick, but also have the same bloodthirsty instinct and impulse as the spreader?"

Hearing what he said, Feng Changhuan, who was out of his mind, finally came back to his senses.

"If this is the case..."

Looking around, the bodies of the ghouls have long since decayed, with only a little flesh and bones remaining, it is difficult to determine the cause of death.

Feng Changhuan pulled Yu Fuchen and whispered something in his ear, and the latter nodded and followed suit.

He clasped his palms together, and a ball of golden light diffused into a fireball, slowly rising into the clouds, illuminating the earth.

The light and heat terrified the ghouls wandering here. They screamed and searched for a hiding place. After a while, they disappeared. Only the two of them stood in the dead silence, as if the horrifying scene just now was just a horror dream.

"Master, they... well, they are very pitiful. They died inexplicably, and they are still trapped in this ghost place and cannot get out. Reincarnation has become a delusion."

"You used to have a taboo against ghosts, but now you understand them?"

Yu Fuchen smiled with bitterness: "It's not... I just feel that life is short and fragile, like a flash in the pan, fleeting. Life and death are the most insurmountable ravines in the world, and also the most difficult peaks to climb. No one can stand proudly It is the pinnacle of life and death, which is why people flock to it and want to go to the Nine Heavens.”

It was a hard-won improvement for him to have such feelings, Feng Changhuan did not rub salt on his wounds, and cleverly avoided this topic: "Speaking of it, why did you come here."

"It's the Yuhuang of the Chaosheng tribe. I asked him to save Junior Sister Chen. The price was that I would go to Guyu to visit his old friend. Now it seems that things are different, and it is difficult for him to fulfill his wish."

Yu Fuchen concealed the fact that he had hallucinations due to the poisonous fog, and he didn't dare to use those dream images that were both illusory and real to stimulate the person who had rarely recovered.

"Not necessarily, at least this illusion has loopholes."

"Illusion??"

Feng Changhuan nodded, and raised his finger to point to the high sky illuminated by the fireball.

"See the fine cracks in the canopy-like enchantment? This illusion has existed for a long time, and it is full of loopholes because no one has maintained it in recent years."

"Then can't we just break the enchantment of the illusion and leave?"

"It's not that simple. Even if there are signs of ruin, the spiritual source hidden deep in the illusion should not be underestimated. Once we violate the rules, we will get lost in it, and we will not find a way out until we die."

He supported Yu Fuchen to move a few steps, stepped on the soft soil under his feet, and shook his head.

"I probably know his intentions. In addition to protecting these islanders who have turned into ghouls, he also hopes that the latecomers can take away the spiritual source."

"Lingyuan?"

"It's just hidden under the illusion. If you break it by force, you will be hard to protect yourself. Presumably he hopes that someone can make good use of the power of the spiritual source."

As he spoke, he consciously stretched out his hand towards Yu Fuchen, who smiled, understood his intentions, turned his back and slightly bent his knees, and lowered his body a little so that it was convenient for that person to lie on his back.

"Master."

He called out in a low voice.

"Ah."

"I still have some shadows against you."

Thinking that he was going to say that every time he slumped on his back, his dying appearance made him feel distressed, so Feng Changhuan remained silent.

Unexpectedly, the little wild wolf turned around and smiled brightly: "The last time you went to Lingxue Palace, you vomited in a mess on my back. I was really afraid that you would stain your clothes, Master~"

The man gritted his teeth: "You...you little rascal."

The two headed west along the path to the windy cemetery.

Here are the ancestral graves where the islanders have been buried for generations, and there are also unnamed solitary graves where no one cares about them. Weeds grow wildly to the height of a person. Looking around, the tombstones are tilted to this side, the old crooked neck trees are full of branches, and the wind is weeping, which is full of desolation.

"Master, it's very bad luck here. You are not in good health. You should go back earlier."

The man shook his head, in awe of the dead, clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddha's name in a low voice, then squatted down with his injured leg, digging the latest tomb with his bare hands.

Yu Fuchen was stunned by his actions, he knew that he was straight and stubborn, it was better to help than to persuade him to stop, so he imitated his behavior.

The soil of the new grave is very soft, and it can be easily dug without tools.

Yu Fuchen felt strange, and glanced at Feng Changhuan, who also had a serious expression.

"Master, something is not quite right..."

"Yeah, it's understandable if you can't afford a coffin, but this..."

Feng Changhuan said while holding a handful of the remnants of the pit.

Not to mention that there is no coffin, and there is not even a straw mat to wrap the corpse.

The tomb is an empty tomb.

Patting the dirt off his hands, Feng Changhuan wiped the sweat off Yu Fuchen's face with the back of his clean hand, sighing helplessly.

"Actually, they didn't die at all."

"But they are indeed ghouls with no human breath, and even their bodies are rotten. Can this be faked?"

"This is because the soul is out of the body. The reason why the body will rot after death is because there is no breath of life, and the life is contained in the three souls and seven souls. The soul that has left the body cannot return to the body for a long time, and there is no life. The supporting body will rot, so these ghouls are trapped here, unable to reincarnate or return to life."

"This……"

"The day you first came to Fengyue Bieyuan, you were taken over by a spirit body. In fact, it was not a ghost. Some people's natural will and physique are different from ordinary people, and their souls may leave their bodies when they sleep at night. The reason why the teacher didn't save the dead is to do some exorcism. The ritual of ghosts is because the spirit body on your body is not a dead soul."

Yu Fuchen was confused when he heard it, and that day he was confused and didn't know the details, so he touched his head and said, "Could it be that the person who made me sing "The Peony Pavilion" for half an hour is a living person??!"

"It's Miss Chen."

Feng Changhuan was very calm, completely ignoring these words and making Yu Fuchen choke to death with saliva.

"Her thoughts are strong enough to shake the spell that imprisoned her. In essence, she belongs to the same line as Ming Gongshang's spirit. I think she forced her soul out of her body to ask for help, and she is attached to you, the lightest character. body."

"But if she has something to say, it's fine if she doesn't say it directly. Why bother to beat around the bush and make me look like a monster with heavy makeup..."

It simply ruined the innocence of the whole life! !

"Maybe she didn't dare to say something in front of outsiders. She wanted to tell me the truth, but was suppressed by Ghost Tong, so she had to give up."

The truth of the matter came to light, but Yu Fuchen didn't feel relieved, but felt more and more heavy in his heart.

"So these islanders are not really dead, maybe they can still be saved?"

Feng Changhuan lowered his eyes and let out another long sigh: "I'm afraid the situation will be worse than this. I can't find their bodies, and their souls can't be relied on. Do you still remember the sorcery that Weizhi mentioned to refine people's hearts..."

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