The blood burst into his hands and was ice-cold.
The golden figure screamed silently, and its body suddenly became completely transparent, losing all its substance. It broke free from Lu Yingjiu's hand and suddenly flashed backwards.
It wants to hide in darkness.
But how could Lu Yingjiu allow that? Strength surged in his body, and he chased after it as swiftly as a cat, covering a distance of more than ten meters in half a second, and caught up with the humanoid before it disappeared.
He exerted force with his feet, pounced on it, and grabbed it tightly!
All of them fell into endless darkness together.
Sense of loss.
Another feeling of loss.
The howling wind rose, making Lu Yingjiu's clothes rustle. The humanoid kept struggling, beating it with all its might, and a dull sound came with every blow. Lu Yingjiu was also ruthless, letting it move, and refused to let go, pulling out a knife to chop off its head -
"Bang!"
We are all down.
Caught off guard, even though Lu Ying had drunk wine to pray to the gods, a bloody taste came out of his throat!
At this moment, the humanoid struggled hard to break free from the confinement and crashed out of the door.
Lu Yingjiu got up and chased after it, but it had completely disappeared without a trace, as if it had melted into the air.
…wait, door
What it broke through was a pear wood door, the kind that looked particularly familiar.
To be precise, it is the door to the Qingdeng Society's meeting room.
Lu Yingjiu sipped his wine.
Looking around, the conference room looked exactly the same as I remembered. A long table, comfortable chairs, scattered documents on the table, and a number of ghost exorcists in different costumes...
They were all familiar faces, looking at me in surprise.
They fell right in the middle of the table, disrupting the whole meeting. No wonder everyone looked shocked.
"Lu... Chief Lu." Someone stood up in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"
Lu Yingjiu waved his hand: "I'm fine."
"Do you need us to take you to the hospital?" The man glanced at him, "Why don't you go up and help Chief Lu."
Lu Yingjiu looked down and saw that her clothes were covered in blood. It was not human blood, but human-shaped blood, but it looked particularly scary.
The man immediately stood up and wanted to support him.
Lu Yingjiu sighed: "Don't come over."
"That's not possible. You're so badly injured." The man walked up to him and stretched out his hand to support him.
In the next few seconds, he pierced his neck with a knife, nailing him to the wall! His eyes widened, he made a hoarse sound, and spat out large mouthfuls of blood.
Everyone else was stunned and shouted in shock: "Lu, Chief Lu, what are you doing...!"
Lu Yingjiu drew out his dagger, and the man fell limply on the ground, with blood spurting out like a fountain.
He said expressionlessly: "Are you trying to pretend to be an acquaintance and kill me this time? What a coincidence, I've seen this happen too many times. The trick is enough after one time, I won't fall for it again."
Many ghosts will imitate familiar people, forcing exorcists to be afraid to take action.
Lu Yingjiu had seen so much, and his moves were always quick, accurate and ruthless, without any psychological burden - he had no idea how many fake Ye Feng and fake Chen Zheng he had killed alone.
"What are you talking about?" The exorcists stepped back one after another, "Are you crazy?! You killed someone!!"
Some exorcists have already taken out talismans.
Lu Yingjiu said, "Do you know why I am the chief?" He paced slowly, blood dripping from the blade of his knife. "The selection of the Qingdeng Society is very simple. It only looks at the success rate of commissions and hard power. The fact that I can sit in this position means that I have defeated everyone."
"It was a very bad decision for you to imitate the people in the guild. After all, they were all defeated by me."
The exorcist raised his hand, and a piece of talisman paper floated over, burning with blazing flames. Lu Yingjiu waved his hand to extinguish the flames, and then exerted force with one hand, pressing the person rushing over to the table!
The wooden table cracked, and the man's bones were crushed directly, and he screamed!
Several more people rushed forward together, and talisman papers flew in the air.
"Ahhh!" The furry ball appeared at Lu Yingjiu's feet, its hair standing on end and baring its teeth at them.
The fur ball may look harmless, but it is actually a ferocious beast.
Lu Yingjiu was prone to backlash, and in previous duels, everything had to be resolved in a very short time.
And the fact that he has never lost is enough to explain the problem.
It's not obvious at ordinary times, but as long as you give it your all, these people are no match at all.
The wall was stained, the floor was broken, and the thick wooden table was even broken into pieces. Bones exploded under his hands, blood splattered all over his body. Lu Yingjiu cut countless throats and crushed countless hearts. He pressed their heads against the wall, and large patches of scarlet flowers burst out.
When everything was over, the entire conference room was red.
The lone man stood up, adjusted his breathing, and wiped the blood off the knife with a piece of rag.
The corpse on the mountain turned into black mist and dissipated.
“Squeak, squeak, squeak—”
A loud sound was heard.
Lu Yingjiu looked over. At some point, a golden-haired monkey appeared at the door. It jumped around and looked at Lu Yingjiu anxiously, as if it wanted to say something.
Lu Ying was stunned: "Why are you here?"
This is the spirit ape contracted by the Chen family.
The spirit ape cried out, and in the blink of an eye rushed out of the door and disappeared.
Lu Yingjiu followed, and it was dark outside the door again, with only the hair of the spirit ape shining.
They ran back and forth in the darkness like this until there was nothing under their feet.
There was that familiar feeling of loss again, and I fell for a long time.
"Bang!"
This time he made sufficient preparations for landing, rolled over to relieve the force, and stood up quickly.
What appeared in front of us was an old cruise ship.
The cruise ship was docked at the port, with the sound of waves and a salty smell in the wind.
Lu Yingjiu recognized the ship.
This was the first commission that Qingdeng Society had done in the past: the sailor said that the ship was haunted.
The golden figure appeared again.
When it saw Lu Yingjiu following, it quickly fell from the bow into the sea and disappeared, leaving no chance for pursuit.
"Blat, blat, blat—"
The sound came from under the boat, wet, as if something had crawled out of the water and was moving up along the hull. Lu Yingjiu leaned out and saw that the entire dark red deck was filled with monster-like sailors, with pale faces and dark purple lips.
He smiled and said, "It seems that you have made up your mind to reminisce about the past with me."
The furry ball rushed out first, and its round and powerful body knocked the sailor back to the bottom of the sea.
Lu Yingjiu drew his sword and dyed the sea scarlet.
When all the sailors sank into the sea, the cold moonlight fell on his shoulders.
A huge shadow passed overhead.
I looked up and saw the rotating eye spots on the peacock's tail feathers. Its whole body was blue-green, and its tail feathers were golden, shining brightly under the moon, like a gorgeous dream.
The peacock flew straight to the corner of the pier.
Lu Yingjiu picked up the hairy ball and quickly followed.
Just like before, he followed the peacock into the darkness. A sense of loss came over him, and he felt depressed.
This time the scene returns to the high school campus.
Lu Yingjiu was standing at the end of the classroom. All the students turned their heads 180 degrees and stared at him.
—Their bodies were twisted, some with exposed bones, some with strange limbs, and they looked more like monsters than humans.
In each passing scene, the ghosts that appear are more like servants.
They moved silently, surging towards Lu Yingjiu like a tide.
Lu Yingjiu picked up a stool and smashed their heads with it!
This time the ghosts' blood is all black and red.
When the whole classroom was dyed black and red, and filled with broken bones, a gust of wind blew up the bloodstained curtains.
He just listened carefully to the light foot leaping in from the window, looked at Lu Yingjiu's eyes, and then started running out of the classroom.
Lu Yingjiu followed it.
Darkness and loss again.
This time I was on my way home from school in junior high school.
The trees were in bloom, and flowers fell onto the road, covering it with a thick layer of purple-pink.
Magnificent.
If I hadn't been surrounded by so many servants, perhaps I would have had the mind to appreciate it.
The knife was drawn, and the purple flowers danced along with his movements.
The wind blew, and amid the misty rain of flowers there was a sharp murderous intent.
When the last smear of black blood fell, a scarlet fire snake appeared, spitting out its tongue and shuttling through the flowers and blood, leading me to the final destination -
Falling in darkness.
The road was filled with wine and the desolate rain splashed on my cheeks with a cold frenzy.
The whole world was filled with the sound of rain. I stood up and saw a hazy red lantern in the distance. In the hazy rain, it looked like blood and fog.
It can't be said to be festive, but it is terrifying.
"Oh?" Maotuanzi tilted his head to express confusion.
Lu Yingjiu held the dagger in his hand and walked closer in the wind and rain. Finally, he could see clearly that it was an old house.
…To be precise, it is an ancient house where ghost marriages are performed.
The golden figure appeared again and disappeared behind the door.
"You're here." A voice sounded.
Lu Yingjiu looked over and saw the old man standing by the door.
No, now you can no longer call him an "old man". His face has changed even more dramatically, and his body shape has also changed, with different hairstyles, different facial features, different ages, and different genders...
is a collection of countless people.
The peacock stayed quietly by his side, the ape stood on his shoulder, the diting yawned at his feet, and the snake gently wrapped around his arms.
He stood here alone, waiting for Lu Yingjiu to arrive.
Lu Yingjiu: "Who are you?"
The man smiled and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. I don't have a name. I am here to answer the question in front of you."
"Are those fantasies?" Lu Yingjiu said.
When I was deeply trapped in the illusion, that person once asked me if I wanted to know why I could see the "world in the eyes of heaven".
"Yes." The man said, "Now I will tell you the answer: because you are a member of it."
"It's not a coincidence that you didn't die in the sacrifice, but it's impossible for it to 'kill' you." The man sighed, "It wants to take back its incomplete body, so it keeps chasing you. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so crazy."
"Of course, you are not the most special one."
"There are many fragments of the Heavenly Dao in this world. They may be animals, plants, or even humans like you. The Heavenly Dao will always hunt them until it achieves perfection."
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
Lu Yingjiu asked: "Why did the Heavenly Dao break apart?"
"It's polluted," the man said. "It's falling apart."
Lu Yingjiu nodded: "Yes, I understand."
The attitude was unexpectedly calm.
The man was slightly stunned, and then heard Lu Yingjiu say: "I don't care about these, nor do I care whether I am a member of the Heavenly Dao. I am just an ordinary person who is very tired and wants to go home. There is no difference between you and me."
Lu Yingjiu took a step back and said, "If there is nothing wrong, I will go in."
After being stunned for a moment, the man smiled and said, "Go away. It's time to end all this."
Lu Yingjiu took a step forward and turned back: "Thank you... Thank you all."
The figures of those people from the aristocratic families smiled and waved behind him.
They said, "I wish you all the best."
The vermilion gate is right in front of you.
Lu Yingjiu took a deep breath and pushed the door open—
The room is full of brightness and red.
There is a big "囍" character in the middle and lanterns hanging high.
The eight-day table was covered with a red tablecloth, and the red candles on the table were shedding tears. Paper figures sat on the chairs of the parents. The spectators around them all wore ghost masks, some tall and some short. They looked at Lu Yingjiu, laughed loudly, and applauded.
The beating of gongs and drums became more and more lively, some people were playing suona and some were crying and laughing.
The little ghost raised his voice and shouted: "The time has come-"