After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Because Daoist Song's team was attacked in front, when Daoist Ma came behind with Police Officer Chen, he was prepared and prepared to encounter those skeletons when passing through the winding mountain road.

——After the summer flood season, this is the only road that can lead to Jiazifen Village.

What surprised Daoist Ma was that the winding mountain road was clean, without any trace of bones.

No, even the Yin Qi disappeared.

Although Daoist Ma wondered when Daoist Song would be able to achieve this level of practice by leaps and bounds, but because he was worried about the safety of everyone in the program team and Daoist Song, he rushed to Jiazifen Village non-stop.

He originally thought that Chief Song must have entered Jiazifen Village, because his phone call to Chief Song showed no signal.Unexpectedly, he saw the convoy parked beside the road from a distance.

Daoist Ma's heart skipped a beat, and he drove over in a hurry, only to find that there were only a few people in the convoy.After asking, I found out that because the road was closed, the convoy had to walk to Jiacun, where they were going to cross Moon Mountain and enter Jiazifen Village.

"However, the person in charge said before departure that he would call us about the situation after entering Jiacun, but we haven't received a call until now, which is a bit strange."

Humanity of the team said: "It's been almost an hour, logically it should be here."

Daoist Ma hurried to Jiacun immediately, wanting to personally confirm the situation of Daoist Song and the others.

Unexpectedly, just after turning around the mountain, when the outline of Jiacun appeared in front of his eyes, the sight in front of him made Daoist Ma, who had just relaxed, become serious again.

——On the ground outside Jiacun, there are pale skeletons lying everywhere.

As Song Yichang said, those encountered on the Panshan Highway.

It's just that they were obviously dealt with by Song Yichang, who entered Jia Village first, and turned into a piece of broken bones scattered all over the ground, unable to get up again.

Daochang Ma immediately realized that the reason Song Daochang and the others didn't call the people left behind in the convoy was because Jiacun was attacked by bones, and they were still struggling to resolve the matter.

After all, the official person in charge didn't expect things to slip into the direction of a special event at the beginning. Song Daochang was the only one in the convoy who could spell spells, so it was bound to be difficult.

He originally wanted Officer Chen and Yang Binsheng to stay outside Jiacun for the time being. He would come to pick them up after he entered Jiacun to assist Chief Song to solve Jiacun's affairs and make sure there was no danger.

Unexpectedly, he was rejected by Yang Binsheng.

"Ma Daochang, I am also surnamed Yang. Even if I stay away for so many years, I can't wash away my sins."

Yang Binsheng smiled calmly, and the aura brought about by his long-term high position made his words even calm but also convincing: "This is the debt I did back then. How can I escape? I will follow you." Entering Jia Village together, even if I die, I deserve it. Besides, I believe in the strength of Daoist Ma."

Officer Chen also said seriously: "Jiazi Grave Village is right in front of us, I won't stop because of anything."

Daoist Ma looked at the two in astonishment, then sighed: "Okay."

At first, they only thought it was a bone attack, but after entering Jiacun, they suddenly realized that they thought things too simply.

——In Jiacun, every household is full of injured people crying and crying, blood and bones are all over the ground.

Even Daoist Ma saw a lot of corpses that had obviously been dead for a long time, staggering along the village road, trying to climb into the nearby courtyard stiffly, causing the villagers to scream in fear.

Daoist Ma rushed up immediately with his hands pinched, shouted "I'm courting death!", and stretched out his hand to pull down the dead body hanging on the wall.

The flames burned on the body of the dead body, and it let out a shrill howl, but it was quickly burned to ashes.

But more dead bodies smelled the smell, and surrounded them in fear.

Even though Daoist Ma's strength is good, even Yang Binsheng and Police Officer Chen are not afraid to help, but after all, it can't compare to the gradual exhaustion of physical strength in the wheel battle, and the charms that Daoist Ma has on his body are running out.

Those dead bodies were not afraid of being killed at all, they rushed forward one after another, trying to kill all living people.

Daoist Ma cursed, and was about to go forward again, but suddenly found that behind the wall of dead bodies that was originally impenetrable, dead bodies were dragged out one by one, as if they had been forcibly cut open.

Song Yichang, who was splattered with blood all over his body, had serious and cold eyes. He stepped on the corpse's shoulder with his cloth shoes and used his strength to fly over the wall of dead corpses in mid-air, and landed beside Ma Daochang.

Daoist Ma quickly returned to his senses after being shocked, and while working with Yichang Song to deal with these things, he asked him about the current situation.

"When we entered Jiacun, we found that these dead bodies and bones were attacking the people in Jiacun. We came too late, and some people had already been bitten to death and torn apart."

Song Daochang's eyes suppressed anger: "I asked the village party secretary, and he said that in these years, every ghost July today, there will be ghosts appearing in Jiacun. This is a female ghost who died before. It happens to be her first seven."

"It's just that in previous years, those ghosts would only disturb the lives of the villagers, but they would not kill people. This year is an exception. The village party secretary said that this was the first time he saw these bones and dead bodies, and he pointed out that these dead bodies belonged to the family next door. The people in Zifen Village, he hasn’t seen them since the two villages cut off contact half a year ago, but he can confirm that they were still alive half a year ago.”

Another dead body fell under Song Yichang's hands. He took a breath, and while cleaning up these unconscious dead bodies, he led everyone to the village party secretary's house.

"The village secretary's backyard built a soul well. Although it suddenly cracked at 12 o'clock, it still has some residual effects. Most of our people and the people of the village are there, so you go too."

Song Daochang said solemnly: "Ma Daochang, help me gather all the villagers at the village party secretary's house. Since there are only two of us now, we must concentrate our strength."

Daoist Ma nodded and was about to speak when he heard Police Officer Chen who had been silent all this time say, "Although I'm sorry to say this, I have to go to Jiazifen Village."

The two looked back at him in astonishment.

Police officer Chen looked calm, without the slightest fear of dead bodies: "Please don't think about me, I know what I'm doing. I almost died in Jiazifen Village once, but my teammates forcibly brought me back. But since then From one moment on, I never gave up the resentment towards myself, hated myself for not working harder, maybe I could save Jiang Yanran if I tried harder."

"I have pursued this case for decades, and now, the child is within my reach. I can't let any reason stop me from getting her back again."

Police officer Chen showed a smile on his wrinkled face: "There is no fear of death. The most fearful thing is that I have failed myself and that child."

"Wait, Mr. Chen, you don't have to do this, you just need to wait a little longer..."

"Can't wait any longer."

Officer Chen shook his head slowly: "My teammate told me the same way back then, but this class is like a yin and yang. I don't know if I wait again, what will happen. But."

Officer Chen raised his head, looked directly at the two priests, and said frankly: "Wait a little longer, and the child will suffer a moment. I can't let the mistakes I made again."

"please forgive."

The silent Yang Binsheng also suddenly spoke, with an official but peaceful smile, and said: "I will cross Moon Mountain with Police Officer Chen and enter Jiazifen Village, even if what awaits us is death."

"Please don't think about us, we are all people who have done wrong things, so I know how hard the guilt that has tortured people for decades is. Back then, I chose to stand by and even escaped from the Yang clan, thinking that I would be able to I let myself go, but what greeted me was even greater pain."

Yang Binsheng said: "Jiang Yanran was kidnapped because of my negligence. If she wants to kill me, I will die. But please don't stop me."

"you……"

Song Daochang wanted to say something, but was stopped by Ma Daochang next to him.

Ma Daochang shook his head slowly to Song Yichang.

He was also a person who made mistakes. He failed to save the people in Yelangfeng Village. That kind of pain haunted him for 20 years. It was not until Yan Shixun solved the thousands of souls in Yelangfeng that he was finally freed.

Therefore, he could understand the feelings of Yang Binsheng and Officer Chen.

What fear of death?

There is only guilt, which grinds people to the deepest.

Song Daochang looked at the dead bodies pouring in around him, and knew that he didn't have time to persuade the two of them. There were still many villagers in Jiacun who were in danger of death, waiting for them to rescue them.

He had no choice but to sigh: "It's up to you, this is your own way. Others don't practice this way, so they don't have the right to comment."

Yang Binsheng and Officer Chen thanked the two priests with a smile, and after getting the route over Moon Mountain to enter Jiazifen Village, they turned around and went.

Officer Chen's gray hair was blown by the night wind, his back was bent, but his eyes were bright and firm.

Just like the enthusiastic young police officer decades ago.

Daoist Ma stared blankly at the backs of the two who were going away, then turned around and knocked the dead body beside him to the ground, with a smile on his face.

This is the true cultivator.

Their way is under their feet.

……

In the ancestral hall, sand and rocks are flying, masts are dumped and boats are destroyed.

The tablets that were originally erected on the wall all fell down under the violent vibration, and were smashed down the middle, and the plaque of the Yang clan was also broken in half.There is a mess of dust, and it is impossible to see that the incense was strong in the past, and the ever-burning lamp is not extinguished.

It's like a prosperous clan that was eventually destroyed by itself.

Jiang Yanran became ruthless, she was no longer the image of a harmless little girl who appeared in front of Yan Shixun before, but she was truly as ferocious as a ghost, the corners of her flying skirt were the sharpest blades, she was easily on Yang Duo's wedding dress Cut a big mouth on the top.

And every time she came into close contact with Yang Duo, she would tear the flesh from Yang Duo's body with her clenched hands like bone claws, dripping with blood.

Yang Duo screamed in pain, becoming more and more ruthless, her originally neatly combed temple hair was grabbed and scattered, her long hair danced wildly, her eyes were red, and blood flowed all over her face.

Every time the two fought against each other, it was an earthquake to the ancestral hall.

But Yan Shixun turned a deaf ear to the huge roar and tremor. He raised his hand and held the blood thread that pierced through his shoulder, waist and legs and hindered his movements, and then recited the exorcism spell in a low voice, and those blood threads suddenly looked like fireworks The same exploded in all directions.

But without the blocked wound, the blood surged again, and the blood flowed out more violently.

Yan Shixun's lips lost their color, and along with the blood loss was body temperature. The pain and cold caused a thin layer of cold sweat to form on his forehead, which wet his broken hair.

With his long legs, he walked leisurely through the battle between the ghosts, like strolling in a courtyard.

"Yang Yun, can you still hold on?"

Yan Shixun stood still in front of Zhang Wubing and the others, lowered his eyes to look at Yang Yun who was getting weaker and weaker, but didn't say any comforting words, just said: "You can't continue to send strength to Yang Duo, if this continues , Jiang Yanran will lose."

Although Jiang Yanran also obtained the yin energy gathered in Jiazifen Village, but because of her own desire and obsession, she did not control Jiazifen Village, but left.

Therefore, the position of Yin God did not fall on Jiang Yanran.

But now, the time is getting closer to Yang Duo's time. As time goes by, she is gradually gaining the authority of the Yin God, and her power is almost exponentially explosive.

If Jiang Yanran can't win against Yang Duo when she has the upper hand now, I'm afraid the situation will go in a worse direction.

Hearing Yan Shixun's words, Yang Yun's eyelids trembled, and his eyes, which were so weak that they were almost squinted, opened again with difficulty, looking up at Yan Shixun.

"Yan, sir..."

Yang Yun tried his best to make himself laugh: "I'm sorry, I don't seem to be able to help you, I made a slip of the tongue again... I am a person full of sins, and all the decisions I made were wrong. Even after death, it's the same."

"It's not your fault, Yang Yun."

Yan Shixun's calm eyebrows did not fluctuate at all: "You are just taking revenge for your mother, you don't know that this will make Yang Duo a yin god, and you don't know that she will become like this. You are not a world who knows everything, why should you Blame yourself?"

"The ones who did the wrong thing are those who killed your mother. You are just a victim who lost your mother. No one can blame you. So Yang Yun."

Yan Shixun said softly: "Keep your strength and wait until you see your mother."

He squatted down slowly, not letting the blood all over his body get on Yang Yun's already weakened soul, but stretched out his slender palm, and drew a spell in the air.

This spell looks strange, not any kind common to ascetics.

But if the old Taoist priest was here, he would definitely recognize it and be surprised.

——Yan Shixun, actually reversing the spell to exorcise ghosts!

As a result, the charm that was originally used to drive away ghosts became a charm that strengthened ghosts.

Under the effect of this spell, Yang Yun's soul gradually stabilized.

Yang Tu looked at Yang Yun lying in his arms, and burst into tears: "Brother Yan..."

Yan Shixun stood up straight and said nothing.

He knew what Yang Tu wanted to hear, but he couldn't say that.

Because...Yang Yun, has tried his best to protect Yang Tu and Zhang Wubing, and everyone else.For this reason, Yang Duo shattered him as the core of his soul, and it is no longer possible for him to stay in the human world.

It's even possible that he couldn't hold on until he was taken away by ghost messengers.

"Yang Yun." Yan Shixun said in a low voice, "Don't let death defeat you, your mother is waiting for you."

Yang Yun lifted his eyelids feebly, then smiled and responded weakly.

"it is good."

"I can't, make another slip of the tongue."

Lu Xingxing and Zhao Zhen, who were hiding behind the pillars on the edge of the ancestral hall, watched this scene from a distance. Every time there was a huge roar, Lu Xingxing jumped up like a spring, and then retracted with lingering fear.

Zhao Zhen stared blankly at Yang Duo, who could no longer see the innocent and cute side of the little girl, with an indescribable sadness in his eyes.

"That child should have her own life. She is only 16 years old." Zhao Zhen choked up.

Lu Xingxing turned around in horror: "Brother, are you serious? That's a ghost! It's not the same species as you, how can you be so kind, and kill ghosts? There's no need to sympathize with them, they can hurt people. "

"But Mr. Yan..."

"He is a freak, and his master is also weird, so the big Haiyun Guan can be left behind, and he will go on his own. If I let me go, I can't do it."

Lu Xingxing twitched his lips: "But don't worry, with me here, I won't hurt you a bit. I'm a disciple of Haiyunguan."

Zhao Zhen couldn't laugh or cry, but he obviously didn't believe Lu Xingxing's words.

He looked up worriedly, and continued to watch the battle not far away.

After several fights, Yang Duo was obviously exhausted, and she could no longer absorb strength from Yang Yun for her own use, and could not heal her wounds.

Her originally exquisite wedding dress had been cut into tatters by Jiang Yanran, her tidy temple hair was in a mess, and the pearls and emeralds were scattered somewhere, and she was in a state of embarrassment.

However, Jiang Yanran didn't intend to stop at all, she continued to attack uninterruptedly.

Yang Duo took a deep breath and asked sharply: "Jiang Yanran, after you died, they dug up your uncle's body, skinned it to make a human skin drum, and ground the bones to make a human bone bracelet to suppress you and prevent you from being killed." Who helped you when you became a ghost for revenge? They wanted to use your dead baby to deal with you, who helped you when you were desperate? But is this how you treat me! "

"The ghost who betrayed me, betrayed you! Jiang Yanran, how different are you from those people!"

Jiang Yanran's hand that was fiercely reaching for Yang Duo's heart suddenly stopped.

She looked up at this beautiful face that was close at hand, and looked at Yang Duo's eye sockets that had lost their eyeballs, a trace of pain and struggle flashed across her face.

"Yang Duo..."

But taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Duo quickly escaped from Jiang Yanran's grasp and ran away, her bright red nails pointing directly at Zhao Zhen behind the pillar.

She was injured too badly and urgently needed strength to replenish.But Yang Yun in the ancestral hall stood next to Yan Shixun who made her afraid, and Lu Xingxing had a vague aura. In contrast, only Zhao Zhen, an ordinary person, was the safest supplement of power.

Without any hesitation, Yang Duo decided on her own action.

Zhao Zhen watched helplessly as the red light came straight towards him, and he froze in place, without any movement to resist.

Yan Shixun also sensed something was wrong from the sound of the wind, he quickly turned around, and found that behind him, in the battle that belonged to Jiang Yanran and Yang Duo, one of the ghosts in charge unexpectedly fled and attacked others.

And that person is Zhao Zhen who has no power to protect himself.

Yan Shixun immediately ran towards Zhao Zhen with big strides, and at the same time, his fingers ruthlessly slid across the hideous wound on his abdomen, stained with blood, and quickly drew a spell in the air.

But the pain all over his body seriously affected his movement and speed. Even though he gritted his teeth and mobilized his muscles desperately despite the pain, he was still half a beat behind Yang Duo, and he could only watch Yang Duo move quickly. Get close to Zhao Zhen.

"Yang Duo..." Zhao Zhen whispered, his eyes full of confusion.

He still remembered that in that dream-like world, he was Yang Duo, who felt all her despair and begging at that time, and that emotion still remained in his heart, making him believe that Yang Duo was just a 16-year-old girl, She needs his help.

But at this moment, Yang Duo's nails came straight at him.

He didn't want to lie to himself, but he was not a fool.

He could see clearly that Yang Duo was staring at him viciously, obviously to kill him.

"why……"

Zhao Zhen was still in a daze, but Lu Xingxing quickly regained control of his limbs after being stunned. In a critical moment, he pushed Zhao Zhen away, but stood in front of him firmly in a panic.

"Pfft!"

Lu Xingxing's body froze.

His pupils were dilated, looking at Yang Duo in front of him, and her bright red nails had been deeply inserted into his heart.

Scarlet blood poured into Lu Xingxing's throat, gushing out from the corner of his mouth.

But he grinned and said to the ferocious Yang Duo with a mouth full of blood but said with a smile: "Hey, beauty, have you seen that cool guy over there? He is my uncle, The kind that really has two brushes. Haven’t you heard that there is a saying that the young come from the old? Before you wanted to kill me, did you ask my uncle’s opinion?”

Lu Xingxing stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying hard to touch Yang Duo, and stuck the yellow paper charm in his pocket on her body.But his physical strength can't keep up with his plan, he can't move as fast as Yan Shixun, in Yang Duo's eyes, it's just slow motion, and Lu Xingxing is just a dying fool.

Yang Duo snorted coldly, her fingernails stirred in Lu Xingxing's chest, and her heart was held in her hand.

"madness!"

"I didn't want to kill you, but you bumped into it yourself, so you can't blame me."

Yang Duo was still waiting to take out Lu Xingxing's heart, but she suddenly felt a powerful force rushing from behind her. She realized that it was the difficult Yan Shixun, and she didn't want to be with Yan Shixun in such a seriously injured state. When Shi Xun met, he was simply a headache for ghosts!

So she quickly withdrew her hand and rushed to the side immediately.

And her arm stained with Lu Xingxing's blood has also been repaired under the dead air revealed when she was dying, and the dead bones have turned into white and beautiful arms again.

She squinted her eyes fiercely, and looked up at Jiang Yanran opposite, "Traitor, damn it!"

Yan Shixun jumped into the air, but caught Lu Xingxing who was powerless and fell head-on.

Yan Shixun's pupils constricted after seeing clearly the beating heart under Lu Xingxing's opened flesh.

It was so severe that Yang Duo almost pulled out Lu Xingxing's heart. If this injury is not treated in time, Lu Xingxing may die.

The rapid loss of blood made Lu Xingxing lose his strength, so he could only put Yan Shixun's arm softly and lean on his strong chest with his strength.

Lu Xingxing took a breath, and seemed to want to laugh nonchalantly as usual, but when he opened his mouth, only blood gushed out, which wet Yan Shixun's black shirt.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yan, my master's face is embarrassing for not being good at learning."

Lu Xingxing's voice was no longer his usual vitality, it was as weak as a candle in the wind, and would be extinguished at any moment: "You seem to be right."

Yan Shixun frowned, ignoring the wound that worsened when he was exerting force, while supporting Lu Xingxing to support his entire weight, his palms were quickly stained with his own blood, and the wound on Lu Xingxing's chest There are spells drawn on it, hemostatic spells, exorcism spells, primordial spirit spells... layer by layer, and the spells take effect layer by layer.

He clenched his teeth to restrain his pain, and he couldn't spare any energy to pay attention to what happened around him, and he was concentrating on desperately trying to save Lu Xingxing's life.

Lu Xingxing barely took a breath, and smiled palely: "It seems that my master is really going to help me collect the body this time, I wonder if he will be angry, after all, his apprentice is so unsatisfactory, and he always provokes the master Zu was angry, and even he was punished. It’s great to have a mentor-student relationship with my master, and it’s also true to meet you, brother Yan.”

"You are really the strangest Taoist priest I have ever seen, no, and your master. Both of you are weird, but it seems that you are closer to the Dao of Heaven and Earth, an existence that I can't see..."

"Shut up." Yan Shixun sneered and slapped Lu Xingxing on the head with his bloody palm: "I spent so much time saving you, not for you to talk, you support me."

"Although I'm not a member of Haiyunguan, I'm probably your uncle. Do you want to die?" Yan Shixun sneered, with contempt for death in his eyes: "Unless I die first."

Lu Xingxing leaned against Yan Shixun's solid chest, looked up at Yan Shixun's sharp chin line in a daze, for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

This sense of peace of mind is really addictive, and once you experience it, you don't want to lose it.

He felt that he could suddenly understand why An Nanyuan and the others admired Yan Shixun so much.It's not bad to have Yan Shixun as my uncle...

And Zhao Zhen, who was protected by Lu Xingxing, was sprayed all over by Lu Xingxing's warm blood. It was not until Yan Shixun looked at him that he suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly wanted to help Lu Xingxing.

"Xing Xing, Lu Xing Xing?"

Zhao Zhen, a serious man, had red eyes, and his trembling voice sounded like he was about to cry: "Why did you rush over all of a sudden, she originally wanted to kill me, and you didn't need to do this."

Lu Xingxing disagreed: "That's why I told you before that those ghosts are not the same species as you. You are soft-hearted to them, and they only want to hurt you. Anyone who is a ghost will be killed. This is not the case in our industry. accepted rules."

"Besides, I'm a Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple. A hundred years ago, we all wanted to go down the mountain to serve our country and die on the battlefield. I'm here, how can I hurt you, are you looking down on me?"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Shixun gave a thud with his fingers, sneered and mocked: "You are half-dead? Go back and study for another 100 years before thinking about going down the mountain."

Then, Yan Shixun handed Lu Xingxing into Zhao Zhen's hands, and said coldly, "I've already given him first aid treatment, he won't die in a short time, you should take care of him."

After seeing Zhao Zhen nodding his head, Yan Shixun held his shoulder with his palm, and with a sudden force, he opened the wound that was not bleeding much, and then used his own blood on Zhao Zhen and Lu Xingxing. Draw a spell on the body.

He lowered his eyes, his loose hair couldn't hide the sharpness in his eyes, and muttered in his mouth: "People come separated by heavy paper, ghosts come separated by mountains, thousands of evils can't be broken, ten thousand evils can't be broken..."

A faint golden light flashed, and the spell took effect.

Yan Shixun straightened up slowly, the shadow of his hair was projected in his eyes, gloomy and dull.

While the corner of the ancestral hall was tense to give first aid, Jiang Yanran did not relax at all.

After accidentally gaining the power of Lu Xingxing, Yang Duo's serious injuries were repaired, and she regained the strength to fight Jiang Yanran.

Jiang Yanran looked directly at Yang Duo coldly: "Just now, you took advantage of my guilt towards you."

Yang Duo smiled ferociously, and the bright red wedding dress spun in the air like a blooming red flower, but the edge was so sharp that it could almost split the space.

Rivers of blood surged from the ground, rushed towards Jiang Yanran from all directions along with Yang Duo, and surrounded her.

And Yang Duo whispered hoarsely, like a poisonous snake whispering: "You betrayed me first."

"Nobody loves me, nobody's with me, of course I—"

Yang Duo's sharp claws pointed at Jiang Yanran's cap, she wanted to retreat, but was caught by blood everywhere, unable to break free for a while, she could only watch Yang Duo rush towards her.

"Kill everyone!!!"

The bright red nails were inserted into Jiang Yanran's head, and the originally bright girl lost her beautiful face, and blood flowed all over her face.

Jiang Yanran roared miserably, but felt that her strength was rapidly draining towards Yang Duo, her resistance became weaker and weaker, and finally her mouth and nose were almost flooded with blood, and her consciousness gradually sank to the bottom of the sea.

The blood-red vision made Jiang Yanran unable to see clearly, but she could sense that Yang Duo's power came not only from herself and Lu Xingxing, but also from another newly added power.

It's... the death breath of the new bereaved.

Who else did Yang Duo kill?Everyone in Jiazifen Village has become her nourishment, who else can kill her?

Those outsiders, or... people from Jiacun?

Jiang Yanran could feel that her consciousness was getting weaker and weaker. The pain from Tianling Gai spread all the way to her whole body. She almost lost all consciousness in a trance.

But suddenly, an old voice came from afar.

"Yan Ran, I'll take you home."

"Yan Ran, I failed to take you away decades ago. This time, even if I die here, I must fulfill your uncle's entrustment and bring you home."

This voice...is the voice of the recording that Yan Shixun listened to her.

The man named Chen Rui was the police officer he had been looking for for decades.

Jiang Yanran's eyes flashed in front of the village where the setting sun was like blood. The young police officer was knocked down to the ground covered in bruises and almost died, but he was still trying to reach out to him.

And those bright, mournful eyes.

In a trance, she also stretched out her hand, wanting to hold the palm of the young police officer, but it was empty.

Yes, someone is waiting for her to come home.

Her uncle's remains were still buried in Jiazi Grave Village.

She wanted to leave Jiazi Grave Village with her uncle's wreckage, and...go home with that police officer!

Jiang Yanran, who had already lost all her struggles, seemed to be supported by a stronger belief instead of strength. She took a deep breath, and her originally slack eyes became firm again. flower.

Yang Duo, who thought she had succeeded, just laughed heartily, when she was shocked to find that Jiang Yanran was covered in blood, and a ghost was standing in front of her.

"You...how could it be!"

Jiang Yanran slowly raised her head, her eyes were cold, "I want to go home—!"

At the same time, the sound of friction suddenly spread into the ancestral hall.

Yan Shixun looked up vigilantly, and found that the coffins that were originally buried in the backyard had been lifted from the inside with great force, and one after another corpses grabbed the edge of the coffins and stood up dangling from inside.

Without exception, these dead bodies were all women, wearing wedding dresses of different styles and eras, which had decayed and faded, and the scorched skulls were hideous.

And from outside the ancestral hall, there was also a rustling sound.

It was the dead bodies in the mourning hall, walking towards the ancestral hall with empty eyes, as if they had received some summons.

"Brother Yan." Zhao Zhenxin looked at all this in shock, and unconsciously tightened his arms holding Lu Xingxing, trying to block all these dangers for him.

But in his heart, he was ready to die here.

The fierce ghosts are powerful, and the city is besieged by dead bodies. How can there be a way out?

It would be fine if Mr. Yan was alone, but there are still people like them holding back here...

A glimmer of despair flashed through Zhao Zhenxin.

There was no panic in Yan Shixun's gloomy eyes.

He stretched out his blood-stained hand and pointed at the dead bodies from a distance, with a steady and low tone: "The heaven and the earth are natural, the filth is dispersed, the cave is mysterious, and the Taiyuan is shining. The majesty of the eight directions makes me natural."

After the voice fell, the ancestral hall fell silent for a moment.

Dots of golden light overflowed from Yan Shixun's body, and the corners of his clothes fluttered without wind.

"...Generally tell the nine heavens, Qianluo Dana, Donggang Taixuan, slaying demons and binding evil, saving thousands of people..."

The syllables are clear and deep, but the voice seems to sink upwards, sinking into the earth, ascending to the sky, and communicating with heaven and earth.

In Yan Shixun's palm, a golden light slowly emerged.

Both Zhao Zhen and Zhang Wubing subconsciously looked up at Yan Shixun.

Even Yang Duo, who was fighting hard, took the time to look this way, screaming and trying to rush over to stop him, but was suppressed by Jiang Yanran's roar.

As ghosts, whether it is Jiang Yanran or Yang Duo, they can feel that a powerful and majestic force is slowly emerging from Yan Shixun's body.

They realize—

Yan Shixun is communicating with heaven and earth, driving ghosts and gods.

But, is that possible?

Jiang Yanran's expression was in a trance for a moment.

Yan Shixun was not disturbed by any interference, he lowered his eyes slightly, his slender body stood upright, surrounded by the golden light floating around him.

However, the next moment, he suddenly felt a pair of powerful arms encircling him from behind.

He crashed into a cold but firm embrace.

"Which god are you inviting?" A deep voice sounded in Yan Shixun's ear, so cold that he seemed to be suppressing his anger: "Whoever you originally wanted to invite—"

"He's dead."

"It's just me here."

Yan Shixun heard this familiar voice.

"Ye Li?"

The slender and cold palm slowly moved forward along Yan Shixun's arm, and finally clasped his palm.

Yan Shixun could feel that the cold fingertips were writing stroke by stroke in his palm.

Ye.

Li.

"My name is Ye Li."

Ye Li hugged Yan Shixun's body from behind, which was seriously injured until he trembled unconsciously. He could feel the strong smell of blood on Yan Shixun's body, as well as the hideous wounds all over his body.

Yan Shixun was seriously injured, he was bleeding.

This recognition made Ye Li's mood fall into the cold underground ice, and anger was brewing in his chest.

But he suppressed all his anger, just lowered his head slightly, leaned close to Yan Shixun's ear, and said in a deep magnetic voice: "Call on my name, I am your god."

"The filth dissipates, and Dao Qi remains forever—let it be driven."

Yan Shixun raised his eyelashes, the itching in his ears made him subconsciously want to tilt his head, but the tall man behind him held him in his arms with undeniable strength.

"Ye, Li... I don't know who you are, but I won't hand over all of this to you."

Yan Shixun's voice was firm: "This is my responsibility, no one can replace me. I am driving ghosts and gods, not ghosts and gods driving me."

Ye Li smiled lowly, the long hair that fell from his shoulders swept across Yan Shixun's cheeks, he seemed to restrain his growing excitement, and asked in a hoarse voice in Yan Shixun's ear: "You should, have already noticed Is something wrong? This is not reality, but another world."

"Here, death is death, but serious injuries are not necessarily serious injuries."

"But if you are driven by the power of ghosts and gods, and the reality becomes illusion, then the serious injury will become a serious injury. Yan Shixun, how many injuries have you suffered? Can you still hold on?"

"Give it all to me, and your wounds will turn into nothingness when you leave this world. I never make promises to strangers, but I promise you that when you close your eyes and open them again, everything will be over. So .”

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