Waiting for the wind, waiting for the rain, waiting for your return

Finally, the door of the sleeping hall was pushed open again, and a black shadow flashed in. The person who came was wrapped in a black robe, with a black veil and a black hood. It was unknown whether it was a human, a ghost or a demon.

"You are finally here, long time no see." Shen Yan's deep voice sounded.

"I've been very busy recently, and I've been delayed by something on the road. You're looking for me in such a hurry, isn't it because you want to invite me to have a cup of your wedding bar?" The visitor's voice was full of displeasure. Fu felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.

"The visitor is a guest, and if you are in a hurry, I will not force you." Shen Yan's voice was a little restrained.

"The power of the illusion has been weakened. Without the maintenance of evil spirit, everything you have created here will dissipate."

Shen Yan was a little impatient: "You don't need to worry about my affairs. I'm already tired of the 500-year-old life without people or ghosts."

Heiying snorted heavily, as if suppressing a trace of anger: "Shen Yan, don't forget, whoever dragged you out of hell can get what you want."

"It's you." Shen Yan admitted readily, but there was anger in his voice: "I changed from a human to a ghost, how many times I dreamed back at midnight, and I saw my hands covered with the blood of innocent people, those souls The howling day and night gave me a splitting headache and I couldn't sleep. Did that thing you buried in my heart affect me?"

"There must be sacrifices to gain." Soi Ying's voice was still indifferent: "Don't forget, you died more than 500 years ago."

"But I want to turn back into a human being." Shen Yan's voice was slightly choked, and he began to chant softly: "The turbid wine does not quench the tears of worrying about the country. When saving, we should use the talents of the people. Fighting for a hundred thousand head blood , We must restore the universe.” Time flies, and after the vicissitudes of life, it is discovered that the bloody years of the army and horses protecting the country are the most glorious destination of the general.

"Shen Yan, are you out of your mind? From the moment you choose this path, there is no turning back."

"Come and go is just a transaction, and I'm just a pawn in your hand." It turns out that the player who plays chess has changed, and I have always been just a pawn.

"You gathered the demonic energy between heaven and earth to be reborn. Now if you really want to die thoroughly, return that piece of object. It's useless for you to keep it."

"impossible!"

Although the two of them couldn't see the scene inside the house, they could clearly feel the powerful spiritual power surging in the house. The black shadow seemed to snort, and roared in a low voice: "You don't have the power of continuous demon, keep it It didn't work either. I'll come back to pick it up later."

"Get out!" Shen Yan gritted his teeth and spat out a single word, like a dangerous beast warning before attacking.

The black shadow stopped making a sound, the bedroom door opened again, and rolled obediently.Shen Yan paced back and forth in the bedroom for a few steps irritably, and finally left, and the room returned to silence.

After it was confirmed that Shen Yan had left, the two rolled out of the closet as if they had been pardoned.

The first thing Xiao Zhongyuan did was to straighten his skirt subconsciously. When his fingers touched the gold thread on the neckline, he realized that he was still wearing the same wedding dress during the day. He coughed lightly to hide his slight embarrassment :"How will you be here?"

Jun Fu held back for a long while before he spat out a few words bitterly: "Shen Yan is a pervert!"

After the intersection parted, some soldiers actually carried a coffin over, and it was the first time that they had been sitting in a large eight-lift sedan chair, lying flat and stable on a large eight-lift coffin.I don't know how long it took to shuttle in the col, and came to a cemetery.

After falling into the coffin, I heard the cold voice of a funeral ghost: "Zhang Sigui from Guangyang County, Tianlinwude..." Suddenly he stopped, and asked another little ghost next to him: "Did I say this name once a few days ago? "

Another brat: "Maybe it's the same name and surname, it's a pretty good one."

The funeral ghost felt that it was reasonable, and didn't bother to ask the truth, so he continued to read aloud as usual: "The three souls have already arrived, and the seven souls have come, so where can we keep them? Now please five Taoists, die in the underworld, and serve the mistress. Falling into the coffin—— "

As his awe-inspiring ending sound disappeared, Jun Fu felt a force of falling. The eight dead soldiers who carried the coffin dropped the coffin into a nine-foot-high earth pit. What you can see through the gap is the yellow mud wall, and the sound of sand and stones falling from above the coffin.

They wanted to bury me alive!

Just as he was gathering strength to break out of the coffin, another little ghost's voice suddenly sounded: "Decree from the King of Ghosts, all newcomers should be taken to the Siru Temple to guard the spirit, and then go to Youyun Terrace to pray for blessings." So before he was buried alive, he was taken out of the coffin brought out.Then I saw a rather spectacular and strange scene: the vast cemetery, the sand and stones ran away, the crackling sound of countless coffins, and after the dust and smoke dissipated, I saw thousands of men in different dynasties' costumes standing on the ground, His complexion was blue and gray, his eyes were cloudy, and he had been dead for many years.The red wide sleeves are hunting and flying in the dark night, and the scene like a corpse is so gloomy, not to mention how embarrassing it is.

The little ghost who looked like a ghost judge held the roster in his hand and was checking them one by one. After checking one, a low-ranking kid led Hou to stand aside, and immediately stood in a long line.

White soul-inducing banners are planted everywhere in the cemetery, and ghost papers are flying all over the sky, like a drizzle in early spring, floating endlessly.One should write on the banner cloth: Ten years of life and death are boundless, don't think about it, never forget it.Thousands of miles away, there is no place to talk about desolation.The writing is extremely sad, if it weren't for such a vicious deed that takes people's souls, you would be moved by the deep affection of the owner here.

These hundreds of tombs are all erected with marble tombstones made of exquisite materials, and as far as the eye can see, they stretch for half the width of the mountain.Jun Fu looked left and right at the names on the tombstone, and unexpectedly the same name was engraved all over the place.

"Sima Wanru." Xiao Zhongyuan said the name.

Shen Yan and his sweetheart are separated by yin and yang, and since then they have hated all lovers in the world who can live and fly together.In the original illusion, Shang felt that he suffered injustice, which was embarrassing, but what is the difference between his way of breaking up the lovers in this world and the people who broke up him and Wanru?

Jun Fuqi said: "How do you know?"

Xiao Zhongyuan briefly narrated his experience, what he saw was the past of Shen Yan and Sima Wanru.The brides who were taken away were all imprisoned in the flower building that would never see the sun, seduce the living soul, and enshrine the body with resentment.

Really perverted.

Jun Fu suddenly sighed, and said: "Guess who else I saw in the cemetery? Zhang Chengwen from Wangjun Mountain. It's a pity that it's too late, his soul has been lost. He must have come here to save others."

Thinking of the time when we studied and talked and laughed together at Kunlun Ruins in the past, it seems like yesterday, but now things are different.Zhang Chengwen's spiritual cultivation was not weak, but he still had no power to protect himself.

Xiao Zhongyuan frowned, thinking slightly: "All the scenes here are built according to Shen Yan's past memories. All the scenes, paper figurines, and dead bodies are also maintained by Shen Yan's cultivation. To create such a powerful An illusion, his cultivation has already surpassed the so-called innate realm of the fairyland, even if the fox lord Bai Changting came personally, he probably wouldn't be able to get much favor."

In the Ming Tomb, they had fought against Bai Changting before, if Shen Yan's cultivation was as terrifying today, and with the addition of thousands of dead puppets, it would be very difficult for the two of them to escape unscathed.

Zhang Chengwen is dead, who is the nun who came here with him?Could it be the ghost queen that Shen Yan wants to marry?

Jun Fu glanced at Xiao Zhongyuan, and smiled lightly: "It may not be a female cultivator."

Xiao Zhongyuan's ears turned red, and he said angrily, "Then why did you come here?"

"I was the last one in the team, and no ghosts paid attention to me. I sneaked away halfway. I caught a little ghost on the way, and then came here. I put a tracking spell on Zhang Chengwen, and I can sneak back at any time."

The two decided to sneak into the team of ghost newcomers first, wait for the ghost king to get married tomorrow, and then see if they can catch the thief and the king, and wait for the opportunity to get rid of Shen Yan by surprise.

"A Yuan, have you ever seen a demon?" On the way to Siru Hall, Jun Fu suddenly asked, "The black shadow said that Shen Yan was already dead, but it was just something buried in his heart that gathered in the world." The evil spirit is reborn."

Xiao Zhongyuan also had worries in his heart: "When I came down from the mountain, the master explained that there are frequent changes in the six worlds, and the remaining demons in this world intend to awaken the demon spirits and open the demon realm. I never thought that we would meet so soon."

"Is that demon divided into good and evil? Shen Yan said he wants to turn back into a human." What echoed in Jun Fu's mind was Shen Yan's murmured whisper.

The heavy darkness fell into Xiao Zhongyuan's eyes: "The devil is transformed by the hostility in this world, and there is no way to get rid of it except to kill it." The master said that when encountering a devil and killing a devil, one must not have the slightest benevolence.

Jun Fu couldn't help stroking his chest: "Did you hear that he said that the things that person planted in his heart affected his mind."

Xiao Zhongyuan glanced at Jun Fu, pursed his lips and said: "From the time he chose to take this step, he can't turn back, driving dead corpses, conniving evil spirits, and sealing living souls. Everything, even if he didn't want to, he did it himself " Paused, thoughtfully said: "Maybe the thing buried in his heart is the yin and yang mirror? I haven't seen such a fierce and domineering thing in the ancient books in the Kunlun Ruins. It's strange... ..." As if talking to himself, he shook his head and said: "But the world is mysterious, and things that have not been recorded are also common."

What kind of yin and yang mirror is it? It is the ancient murder weapon Shura Evil World Mirror. Its power is truly terrifying!The faint candlelight in the distance flickered in the thick darkness, and the frail power seemed to be extinguished at any time.Jun Fu felt that his heart seemed to be suppressed by layers of indelible darkness. One day, would he also change from a human to a ghost?