ecstasy

Gu Tingshuang was used to seeing gods and ghosts in Lingshan. At this moment, anyone who saw the scene would panic. He looked as usual, waved Ning Shiting back, and first checked with his spiritual vision.

"Boss?" he asked softly, "Boss?"

The innkeeper was still frozen in front of the door, unresponsive, with gray pupils.

"The spiritual breath is still there, but I don't know why it is very weak. It seems to be suppressed by something, and it is almost impossible to move, as if he is asleep. I just took a look and thought he was dead." Gu Tingshuang let go Spiritual Consciousness searched around, "There are no traces of ghosts, gods, demons, or charms, which is very strange. Could it be that they were made like this because of the evil spirit of Ghost Moon?"

This kind of spiritual breath reminded him of the dying ancient cypress in the incense feast of returning to the soul.If he hadn't deliberately opened up his spiritual vision, he would hardly be able to perceive the existence of the other party.

"Then, it doesn't make sense that this body, which is inferior to ordinary people, is safe and sound." Ning Shiting felt it - he was still uncomfortable, but this discomfort has always existed since he left the Cangqiong Mountain Gate, and he couldn't say it was true. He himself has run out of energy, but this place still has influence.

"Little wolf stays in the inn first, and observes any changes. Ning Shiting, let's go outside the city first." Gu Tingshuang took out a short dagger and a long knife from the storage ring, and put the long knife Hand it over to Ning Shiting, "Be careful."

This small town was deserted and sparsely populated.There was no one to clear the snow on the roads in the town, and Ning Shiting pushed Gu Tingshuang's wheelchair to walk slowly, with some difficulty.

The street was pitch black, Gu Tingshuang held a luminous pearl to light the way forward, and saw every house with closed doors and windows, silent, as if no one had ever lived there.

Rather... like a ghost town.

The sound of the wind moved slightly, Gu Tingshuang turned his head, just about to ask Ning Shiting to say something, but saw Ning Shiting's expression froze - the long knife was unsheathed, and the silent wind approached, from top to bottom, the top of the head jumped into A black shadow descended from the sky, dressed in black, approaching Gu Tingshuang!

"Assassin!" Ning Shiting's movements were so fast that people couldn't see clearly. The dark incense in his sleeve had already been released, and a cold light flashed in the dark incense.

What he used was the incense that he usually used, which was ecstasy. Last time Ning Shiting used this incense to end Baili Hongzhou and his hundreds of dead servants.

Gu Tingshuang reacted and kept up, holding his breath and concentrating, controlling the wheelchair to move forward with one hand, and resisting with the knife in the other. In the heavy snow, the man remained unmoved in despondency, and his indifferent murderous aura approached Gu Tingshuang!

The assassin's strength and reaction were extremely fast. Ning Shiting's long knife collided with his weapon, and he was forced to take a few steps back.An inexplicable sense of familiarity surfaced in his heart, Ning Shiting stood in front of Gu Tingshuang, and asked in a deep voice: "Dead man? Are you from King Qing?"

As they got closer, Ning Shiting suddenly saw the eyes of the person who came - gray and dull, devoid of any emotion or reason, only murderous.

With a flick of the blade, Ning Shiting picked off the person's mask, and Ning Shiting recognized him: "You—"

But the assassin withdrew his knife at this moment, turned around and quickly disappeared from their sight.

At this moment, Gu Tingshuang released his spiritual sense to catch up, but encountered obstacles—the moment he was catching up, the moment his spirit vision touched the other party, the feeling from the past reappeared.

He saw himself.

The headache and sense of detachment that hadn't happened again for a long time were unprecedentedly strong. Gu Tingshuang took a breath, withdrew her spiritual vision, and said in a low voice: "...that's cruel enough. The spiritual breath hardly exists, and I can't even detect it, if it weren't for it You have good hearing, I'm afraid I'm about to get stabbed - what did you just say, Ning Shiting?"

Ning Shiting looked in the assassin's direction: "I recognize this kind of fighting strength and skill, which is the style of a dead man raised by King Qing with spiritual power. This dead man was secretly raised by your father. He only listens to him when he walks, sits and lies down. Bu is the most handy group of puppets."

"Oh, he lost his temper so early and is going to kill me?" Gu Tingshuang disapproved, and sneered, "It doesn't matter, he won't succeed."

He narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's him, these dead soldiers... It's very interesting. I can't detect it, and if I really want to match, I may not have a chance of winning."

Ning Shiting was still looking in that direction: "Your Highness."

"what?"

"I've seen that child...after I left Xizhou this time." Ning Shiting said softly, "I saw him on the Shark Coast, and I think he...a bit like you."

He remembered those black and white, withdrawn and vigilant eyes.At that time, he had just arrived in Dongzhou, and he was burning paper to pay homage on the shore of Sharkman's Sea, when he saw the young man risking his life to pick up sea snakes and shells and sell them back.

At that time, he thought of Gu Tingshuang, so he caught some sea snakes and sea scorpions for him.

Gu Tingshuang frowned.

After the battle with the Snow Demon in Xizhou, he realized that something had invaded his consciousness, or rather - something had been left in his mind.

He has mentioned this matter to Ning Shiting more or less, but he has not been able to explain it clearly, because he does not understand whether the things left by the snow demon in his mind are real fragments or some kind of illusory Bewitching—Those things seemed to happen in a parallel time and space, in a previous life that had nothing to do with him, but the person inside was indeed Gu Tingshuang himself.

He intuited that the boy who appeared now had a great relationship with him.

"You mean, he is from Dongzhou City?" Gu Tingshuang asked.

Ning Shiting nodded: "If the boy didn't lie to me back then, then he should be a kid who lives nearby, his family is poor, and he has contacts with pharmacies."

"This matter is so weird." Gu Tingshuang said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow. Let's go back first. Now that the doors of every house are closed, we can't find anything. Now that we have bumped into an assassin again, it is not safe to go out again. Little wolf is not with us, let's go back to the inn first."

Ning Shiting and Gu Tingshuang returned to the inn together.

The little wolf squatted carefully at the door of the room.During the time they went out, nothing unusual happened, or the continuous silence in the entire inn was already the most abnormal situation.

The next day, Maoshi had just arrived, and gradually there were voices outside.

Ning Shiting stayed by Gu Tingshuang's side all night without sleep.

He quietly thought about the assassin last night—if Gu Feiyin ordered the dead to do it, why?

He had clearly promised not to interfere with Gu Tingshuang's matter, even if it was a "solution", he would leave it to Ning Shiting himself to do it.What happened to make Gu Feiyin suspect him again?

Or maybe their people leaked secrets, exposing Gu Tingshuang's real situation, which aroused King Qing's fear—but Gu Tingshuang's white wolves, and even his own ability to manipulate everything with spiritual knowledge, carefully monitored the surroundings Everything, if there is any situation, Gu Tingshuang will know it before him.

Ning Shiting thought about it, and felt drowsy, and fell asleep uncontrollably.

The downstairs door opened with a creak, followed by a conversation between the innkeeper and the vegetable seller outside.Ning Shiting woke up suddenly and opened his eyes.

"It's so early? Business is good recently?"

"It's just that the business is not good, so we opened the door early. There are no customers in Ghost Moon, and there are so many crooked things in the city, and people are panic-stricken. Who knows..."

The door opened, and everything during the day was very normal.The children ran around laughing and playing, the adults had their own things to do, and the store was lively and peaceful.

Can't see the slightest difference.

After much deliberation, Ning Shiting went downstairs to ask the boss about the situation: "Please ask, do you know that there is a boy nearby who is tall, thin and dark, and often goes to the north coast of Sharkman to pick up sea scorpions?"

"This... I don't have any specific impressions, but my son, the people in the northern coast of the Sharks were originally fishermen, and now they do other businesses to supplement their livelihoods. You can go there and ask."

An old lady who was serving food passed by, and after hearing what they were talking about, her face turned pale, and she said in a low voice: "Amitabha, Buddha bless—my lord, what are you asking that child for?"

Ning Shiting turned his head, hesitating slightly: "This young man was helpful to me. My son and I want to find that child and see if we can help him. Do you know him?"

"Hey, I know that those families by the sea are all poor, but there is only one who is as desperate as that child. His parents died young, and there is only a pair of elderly grandparents. The whole family relies on him to collect sea scorpions and sell them for money. But how can this money be so easy to earn?" The aunt said in a low voice, "The boy was refined a few days ago. He fell asleep on the kang the first night, and there was only one piece of clothing left the next day."

"When Guiyue started, something happened to them. He was not the first one. The government is still investigating this matter..."

On the coast, dilapidated shacks stand sparsely among the frozen gravel and snow. They are not so much a home as a shelter from the wind and rain.

Almost in ruins.

Ning Shiting and Gu Tingshuang searched for the rumored place, only to see the only neat and clean house in the ruins, with notices and revelations pasted outside the house, obviously some government personnel came to seal it up at the beginning. However, the search for so many days has been fruitless, and more and more people are missing, so there is nothing left here.

"Are you looking for Yulang?" A skinny old woodcutter next to them noticed them. What's the matter, I'll bring them a message."

Gu Tingshuang looked at the dilapidated dwelling.

Ning Shiting reached out and handed over a bag of silver and a few pieces of silver. A magic seal was pasted on the cloth bag: "We had a relationship before, but I didn't expect it to happen suddenly. Please pass on the money to their family members. We Now I want to go in and have a look, if you know the situation of their house, please tell us."

"My lord, are you from the official talisman?" The old fisherman has a good eye for people, and smiled, "What else can happen here, it is poverty. In the past, there was no accident in Dongzhou City, and you could still go hunting at sea. After fishing and eating, they are all self-sufficient. After the accident in Dongzhou City, the Yuren Coast was also closed, and poison was rampant, and it was seen to be dilapidated year by year... Everyone said that Dongzhou City has bad feng shui, and it is not a real dragon. I can't help it, Prince Qing ruled so prudently, but he still lost a little son, and now there is such a strange thing again."

Gu Feiyin has a high reputation in Dongzhou.

Ning Shiting went in to have a look while listening.

Gu Feiyin silently pushed the wheelchair and looked around.

Although poor, the home was well kept.The window panes were broken, patched with sticky flowers from the sea, and decorated with crushed shells.

Even the yard was cleaned up.The land here is full of sea sand mixed with winter snow, which is extremely hard, but Yulang's family dug up all the sand in the backyard and leveled it, and neatly piled up the seaware in the middle.

There were still a few sea snakes and sea fish lying in it, all of which had dried up into a black mass.

"Since Ghost Moon, a large number of people here have disappeared, especially the elderly. But Yulang can take care of the house. Here, everyone in the front, back, left and right seems to have evaporated. Only Yulang and his grandparents are still there. ...I just didn't expect that Yulang himself was the one who suffered this, what will happen to their family in the future."

Ning Shiting looked at everything in front of him in silence, and suddenly heard Gu Tingshuang calling him: "Ning Shiting, come and have a look, what is this?"

Picking up the long sword, the bucket placed in the center of the courtyard was overturned. Under the dry aquatic products, densely packed spell runes were hidden.