At midnight, the bright moon hung high in the sky, and the doors of the Xiongzheng Palace were closed tightly. However, all the palace lanterns inside the palace were lit, and the red candlelight illuminated the interior furnishings brightly.
Ning Qinshui stood at the door of the palace and frowned.
The person who greeted him was still the same Lord Song Xiang during the day. Song Xiang explained: "This is the main palace of General Wang Paiyu. Since the general died violently three days ago, this main hall has been sealed. However, every day Later in the day and night, the candles in the palace would spontaneously burn, and from time to time an elderly voice would be heard vaguely."
Ning Qinshui frowned and said, "What is the sound?"
Song Side replied: "It's very vague and no one can hear it clearly, but the maids all said that it was the voice of General Wang Paiyu."
Ning Qinshui asked again: "Where is General Wang's body?"
Song Zi seemed to be remembering something, clenching his fists subconsciously, and sighed: "Burn."
Ning Qinshui asked in confusion: "The body was burned so quickly? Was it because of an epidemic?"
Song Zi shook his head, with a complicated look on his face: "It's also spontaneous combustion, and it can't be extinguished no matter how hard it is put out."
Ning Qinshui's expression changed slightly. He smoothed his long white beard, shook his sleeves and started counting with his fingers at an extremely fast speed.
Song Tie sighed: "If the old gentleman retreats when he realizes the difficulty, we will not be in trouble."
Ning Qinshui turned a deaf ear. His hand had already pressed on the door, and the seal was removed. Ning Qinshui pushed the door open and walked in. The candlelight in the hall made his beard and hair reddish.
When he crossed the threshold, a copper coin slipped from his sleeves and landed on the threshold.
"Hmph, you are trying to make a fool of yourself." Ning Qinshui glanced around. With a flick of his Taoist robe, most of the candlelight in the room was extinguished. He said in a deep voice: "For a long time, Xiaoling, follow me to conquer the devil."
The boys and girls glanced at the deep hall with dim candlelight, and felt frightened, but they still responded in unison:
"Yes, Master."
Ning Qinshui's pace slowed down while he was talking. He put his hand into his sleeve, and seven small objects that looked like animal teeth were discharged from it and floated around him, like a magic weapon for body protection.
The girl in only a thin robe behind her crossed her arms. She glanced at the old man secretly, with a slightly annoyed look on her face.
But the handsome young man beside her was almost stupid. He just followed the old man, looking at his nose and nose, not daring to look around.
The old man doesn't care about the life or death of the young girl behind him. They are just good embryos collected in the market a few years ago. Although they are precious, they are like magic weapons after all. When it is time to smash them, your heart will bleed. It will also be smashed out.
Ning Qinshui shook out a piece of talisman paper. The talisman paper was burned out of thin air as soon as it was shaken out. The paper did not fall into ashes, but turned into a real and illusory yellow bird, which circled around the hall. After a moment, the yellow bird screamed. , the old man looked slightly shaken, and snorted coldly: "I found you!"
He took one step forward, and a strong wind swept through the temple. In an instant, his body passed several feet away, and as if he had shrunk to an inch, he arrived in front of a statue of a god enshrined in the temple.
Ning Qinshui was experienced and without saying a word, he had caught eight yellow paper talismans between his fingers. With a push of his palms, the eight talismans were shot out together, like a rope connected end to end, and the stone statue was Locked tightly, the candles in the room that were not extinguished began to waver one after another, as if they were trying to break away from their wicks and cluster together.
"Old sir..." A voice suddenly sounded from behind his head.
Ning Qinshui was going to take advantage of the situation to pursue him, but his body was sluggish and his expression was in a rare trance.
"Old sir..."
The voice shouted again, the voice was friendly, like an old friend meeting on the street after a long separation.
"Stop disturbing my heart!"
Ning Qinshui bit the tip of his tongue. Awakened by the pain, his eyes quickly focused again.
But at some point, a burly man wearing armor stood in front of him. The man's lifeless eyes stared at him blankly. His face, body, and hands were all rotten to the point where bones could be seen, and all the armor was covered with bones. There were fine cracks, and he opened his mouth. The rotten flesh inside was rotten, and there were maggots crawling in the blood-soaked white flesh.
Ning Qinshui did not recognize this man, but his intuition told him that this was a general named Wang Panyu who died that day!
In Song Xiang's introduction, Wang Panyu had practiced martial arts for many years, and was honed on the battlefield. His martial arts were extremely powerful, and his ghost was hard to approach. He didn't know what kind of force had corrupted him, and he ended up like this
Ning Qinshui only hesitated for a moment, but he found that his body began to stiffen, and his wrinkled fingers were losing temperature and blood color at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a short time, he would be like Wang Pan The same fate as fishing!
"Confused and disturbed?" He made a decisive decision and shouted loudly. In his thin body, the Taoist robes rose like a blast, and his five fingers were like aquiline hooks, slapping forward: "Don't be so rampant!"
Dozens of golden lights burst out from between the sleeves of his robe, and each one of them was like a powerful arrow, stabbing forward.
Wang Panyu's corpse opened with blood, and he let out a heart-rending scream. This scream was very short, like a sudden bird song, and he fell backwards in a daze.
There was a loud bang, and Ning Qinshui's expression changed. In front of his eyes were all the broken stones of the stone statue. Where did General Wang come from
He withdrew his hand, thinking that he had overcome the confusion, but the boy behind him suddenly screamed.
"Master! Your hands!"
Ning Qinshui glanced subconsciously, his expression changed drastically. On his hands, sticky blood was dripping down between his fingers! He was sure that it was not his own blood!
He wanted to draw another magical weapon from his sleeve, but found that his whole body was so stiff that he could not move. A chill rose from his back and penetrated his spine, as if a centipede was crawling up his back.
A black spot suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The black spot occupied his pupils and spread rapidly, as if a huge ghost crawled out of the cave at an eerily fast speed.
When his consciousness was about to be swallowed up, Ning Qinshui's expression suddenly became serious. He turned his head with difficulty and glanced at the boy and girl behind him.
The young man had never seen his master look so terrifying, so he subconsciously took a step back, while the little girl's legs collapsed and she fell to her knees.
The old man's stiff lips curled up and he shouted loudly: "Heavenly Lord has issued an edict to channel the spirit to the gods!"
The clothes on the boy's and girl's chests tore apart together, and two yellow talismans attached to their chests pulled their bodies to pull them to the old man.
This was a talisman that the old man gave them before that was said to protect them, but now it has become a deadly hook!
"Junior sister!" Ning Jiujiu shouted hastily, took a difficult step, and stopped in front of the girl.
Ning Xiaoling wanted to tear off the paper talisman on her body, but the yellow talisman seemed to have taken root, making it feel like tearing apart her own flesh and blood.
The talisman pulled her forward suddenly and bumped into Ning Changjiu's back. She subconsciously hugged the body of the boy in front of her, but it was to no avail. The two of them were dragged forward together.
Ning Jiujiu was the first to come to the old man.
Ning Qinshui slapped his Tianling Gai mercilessly.
Ning Jiujiu didn't have time to scream, and his hands and feet instantly went limp. His body was still blocking the girl, but he was no longer able to kneel down. His body was like a wine jar that had been opened, and countless evil and filthy air poured in from the top of his head.
This is the method used by monks in ancient times to suppress demons with their own bodies! It took the old man several years to find two suitable "containers". If it weren't for the danger at this moment, he would never be willing to use them.
As wisps of sinister energy poured into Ning Jiujiu's body, one ebbing away from the other, Ning Qinshui got a chance to breathe. He looked fiercely at the struggling girl, but his expression suddenly changed.
Ning Xiaoling raised her hand with difficulty, but she did not surrender.
Behind her body, an illusory, snow-white shadow vaguely appeared - it was a curled up snow fox.
However, the spirit of the snow fox had a broken tail. It hissed and bared its teeth at Ning Qinshui, but was afraid to move forward.
Ning Qinshui said in surprise: "You thief girl, when did you secretly learn Taoism and actually enter the sect and form an innate spirit?"
It's been hidden from me for so long.
As expected, he was one of the best embryos in the world, much better than her stupid senior brother.
pity…
None are as important as one's own life.
Ning Qinshui's hesitation lasted only a blink of an eye. He shouted loudly and activated the yellow talisman. The girl groaned miserably and knocked Ning Jiujiu's body away. He came to her in front of her. The old man slapped his palm down, and the snow fox spirit The phase was dispersed after weak resistance, and the girl fainted.
The two natural "containers" quickly absorbed all the evil spirits around them into their bodies.
Then, his hand reached deep into his sleeve.
They were a pair of purple and gold talismans, so precious that his fingers that drew the talisman trembled slightly.
But he knew that he wouldn't live for a few more years, and nothing was more important than ascending to seek immortality. The promise that the Lord made to him was the glimmer of hope for that immortality.
With this thought in mind, the old man no longer hesitated and slapped two magic talismans on their foreheads.
The boy and the girl had lost consciousness long ago. Their skin was so pale that it was almost transparent, and the bloodshot veins underneath were so clear that they seemed to burst through the skin. They were bulging and tangled, like flowers from hell, strange and beautiful.
At this moment, the talisman was pressed, and their naked bodies gradually calmed down.
The dust has settled.
Ning Qinshui wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a long breath, and waved to the people outside the door, signaling them to come in.
Seeing that the movement in the hall had gradually stopped, Song Ze was also relieved. He stepped into the hall with several people at the door, and cupped his hands. When he was about to speak, he was suddenly startled.
Ning Qinshui saw that they did not dare to approach him, thinking that they were afraid of the corpses of the pair of boys and girls on the ground. He smiled and waved his hands, saying: "It doesn't matter, they are just pretending to die, and they will be alive when I extract the evil from their bodies."
In fact, his words were just perfunctory. He knew better than anyone else that there was no chance of their survival.
"Old sir..."
Song Zi's eyes widened, he raised his hand and pointed at his body with his fingers, his tone trembling slightly.
Ning Qinshui's expression changed slightly. At the same time, the candles that had been extinguished long ago suddenly lit up one by one. Ning Qinshui's expression changed drastically. He suddenly felt a little pain in his chest and touched it with his hand.
Only then did he realize that his chest had been filled with plasma at some point. Among the blurred flesh and blood, there was a body without skin and flesh. Bloody hands tore his body apart like maggots. Ning couldn't catch the water in time. In response, his hand was tightly grasped by the opponent and then pulled into his body.
It's as if a devil has emerged from its cocoon and wants to swallow this skin as its own food!
"Help me!" Ning Qinshui screamed. He raised his head, but everyone retreated!
His face was also covered in blood and flesh, and his expression was so hideous that it was inhuman shape. The flesh and blood seemed to be no longer his face.
That’s Wang Panyu’s face!
The sound of broken bones resounded every inch, and the old Taoist's robe was shattered. He could not even scream, and his body collapsed completely.
"Sparrow ghost! It's a sparrow ghost!"
Someone in the crowd screamed in surprise, and no one hesitated and fled out of the palace door.
The old Taoist who had lost his human form climbed up like a zombie. He did not chase those people, but stared at the fainted young girl on the ground. He seemed to have seen something special in the world, and smiled greedily.
He crawled over slowly.
His fingers rested on the girl's face, which was as pale as a doll, and gently brushed the soft curves of her cheeks. Then he grabbed her neck and began to tear off her skirt brutally.
This is the evil thought that is evoked in the heart of the old Taoist.
With such a young and beautiful girl always by his side, how could he not have any evil thoughts, just for the greater benefit? This kind of thoughts are always accumulated deep in his heart, and on the surface he is still a superb Taoist with immortal demeanor.
At this moment, all the evil thoughts came out.
Ning Xiaoling could no longer make any struggle.
The sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the candlelight is flickering wildly.
In the hall where light and shadow flickered, the young man's body was blocked in the shadow of the old Taoist's body.
In a moment when no one notices.
The young man suddenly opened his eyes.