Shu Bai was not a timid person, but he watched helplessly as the red lantern changed color, and when the pale light shone into his pupils, he couldn't help but scream.
Shubai rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not looking at the flowers. Unable to suppress the fear in his heart, he stood up and ran. But he was even more horrified to find that as he walked through the rooms, the originally red lanterns were It turned into a snow-white color, and the faster he ran, the faster the lanterns became.
Shubai stopped and didn't dare to move.
Not far away is the bridge. There are still many pedestrians passing by on the bridge, including officers and soldiers. They are not going to investigate the death of the singer who fell from the building, but are rushing to the other side of Shashui. One bank—it seems like a big shot just died there.
Then, Shu Bai's sight stopped somewhere again. He saw a girl in plain clothes dancing gracefully at one end of the long bridge. Because her body was too thin, looking from a distance, she saw a rag in the cold. It was spinning in the wind.
Next to the girl, a blindfolded man played the erhu, and a graceful singer played the guqin.
The people who came and went also turned a blind eye to that scene.
Only you can see it…
This thought crept into his mind little by little. He turned his head and stared at the white lantern. A ridiculous thought flashed through his mind. At this time, an old lady carrying a basket happened to walk by him. He was startled, then plucked up the courage to open his mouth, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Aunt... aunt..."
The middle-aged woman carrying the basket stopped, turned around, saw the young boy, and asked, "What's the matter? The kid is lost. Do you want me to take you home?"
While he was talking, the chubby middle-aged woman gave him a wink. Normally, he would have felt a chill, but at this moment, he was ecstatic. He quickly said it was okay, and then buried his head. Run with your head towards the front.
Fortunately... I am still alive.
Hmm... Could it be that the aunt is also a ghost
Shubai slapped his head and quickly dismissed this idea.
When passing by the big arch bridge, he turned a blind eye to the ghosts performing on the bridge and walked over pretending to be calm.
Nothing seems to be a big deal.
But the girl in plain clothes glanced at him. Shubai had been carrying bronze paintings for his master for many years, so his back was unconsciously bent, and his rugged bones looked so distinct through the thin clothes.
…
At the door of the old woman's house, the lanterns turned from red to white. The only piles of lanterns piled up in her house were woven bamboo strips, and there was also a pale light in the lantern frame. The light was trapped in the lantern and struggling, like jumping in a bamboo basket. Yes, a fish with a white belly.
And in the house, everything was turned upside down in the blink of an eye.
The old woman held her head, recalling something in pain, and then she peeled off her scalp bit by bit from the center of her head, sinking her fingers into the flesh and bones and tearing at them, as if all the flesh and blood were burdens and locks that needed to be removed. The hands scratched at the skin and blood, and in a blink of an eye, the top of his head was covered in a frightening sight of flesh and blood being torn apart.
Ning Jiujiu did not stop her because he knew that this old woman had never truly lived from beginning to end.
From the moment she appeared, she was an old woman with an imaginary memory, an imaginary grandson and an imaginary enemy who killed her grandson. From the beginning of her life, she was a dying person.
Ning Jiujiu knew that the old woman was not the real demon behind her, so he didn't want to waste any more time and rushed out of the door.
The moment he had the intention to retreat, the crazy old woman stopped tearing her hands. She raised her head, and her eyes were vaguely covered with blood, and her pupils were glowing white after the blood stains.
She stretched out her hands and grabbed Ning Changjiu.
Her figure suddenly became extremely fast, like a piece of high-speed flying cloth that swirled past and hit Ning Jiujiu's head.
Ning Changjiu turned around, his feet stuck to the ground. While the old woman who had transformed into a corpse demon was still in mid-air, he waved his arm and slashed out with a burst of sword energy.
In the sound of tearing, the sword energy entered the body, and the old woman's flesh and blood seemed to be no longer flesh and blood, but actually made the sound of a saw cutting leather.
Behind the broken flesh and blood, dense white bones can already be seen.
However, such a serious injury failed to slow down her figure at all, and she still fell down like a lifeless, painless bone covered in sticky plasma.
Ning Jiujiu hurriedly avoided it, but after the corpse demon landed on the ground, he almost didn't stop. He used his hands to support the ground and jumped like a frog to chase after him. Ning Jiujiu pinched two sword skills with his fingers, one horizontally and one vertically. Standing behind him, he didn't want to fight, he just wanted to retreat quickly.
The corpse demon collided with his two sword auras, and his flesh and blood were shattered upon contact. But in just a moment, the sword aura seemed to have encountered a hard object that could not be broken. It was crushed instantly. After there was no resistance, the corpse demon The demon's body suddenly became faster, and it only took an instant to catch up to the back of Ning Changjiu. She raised her hands high and slashed towards his back like two butcher knives.
Ning Jiujiu turned around and stared at her fallen palm. He quickly retreated, but his fingers passed across it cleanly.
Although the corpse demon's bones were extremely hard, the joints connecting the bones were very fragile. The sword energy slashed past, accurately cutting through the connection between the hand bones, and breaking the wrists of both hands.
The pain that should have been bone-gnawing could not affect the corpse demon at all. Not even a trace of blood leaked from the broken part of her wrist, and her whole body was still like a heavy sandbag smashing towards him.
With a dull crash, Ning Changjiu crossed his arms in front of his chest to protect himself. He was directly hit by the zombie demon and was driven back crazily. He opened the door and fell out.
In the house, snow-white lanterns floated up out of thin air and gathered around the corpse demon. At this moment, the old woman no longer looked humanoid at all. The white bones all over her body were like thorns on thorns and vines, which pierced the skin. Still growing.
Ning Changjiu stabilized his figure with only a slight sway, and the corpse demon came towards him again with a pale lantern. The dark wind was like a knife blade, tearing away the door in an instant.
Ning Jiujiu looked at the corpse demon's approaching figure without taking a step back. He remained motionless and his eyes became colder and colder.
The corpse demon rushed towards him, and he also rushed towards him.
Ning Changjiu lifted his sleeve, and the light of the snow-white blade flashed past.
But it wasn't a sword;
It was the boning knife taken from Ning Qinshui's house. He had already expected that there would be a fierce battle in the city. He didn't bring a sword just to show his weakness to the enemy, but how could he really have no weapon to defend himself.
The knife was nothing more than an ordinary thing, not sharp in itself, but the spiritual power that was instantly tempered like venom dyed it with an unstoppable sharp light. The light and the blade instantly cut open the opponent's body, and then Ning Ning Ning Jiu Jiu shrank his body downward, and his arms that were like vices like a corpse demon flew into the air. Ning Jiu Jiu took the opportunity to go around her side and back, and the blade also followed the movement of his body, violently cutting her flesh and blood. Scratching the bone.
The sound of bones breaking and crushing resounded loudly.
The corpse demon finally let out a vague scream. She stretched out her arms, trying to catch this damn living person, but Ning Changjiu's blade suddenly lit up with fire.
That's sword fire.
Once the sword fire was ignited, the corpse demon's flesh and blood melted quickly like ice and snow under the scorching sun, and the white bones behind it were quickly exposed.
Ning held her breath and concentrated for a long time, never blinking her eyes from the beginning to the end. Her consciousness penetrated her body like a thread and determined the position of a certain bone. Then, before the corpse demon grabbed her with two hands, she controlled the blade with her arm to avoid those rugged and piercing bones. , and plunged directly in a certain direction.
The sword fire exploded with a bang, and the scream was like the cry of a dying centipede. However, the sudden sound was melted by the sword fire before it could resound through the long street.
After the knife was thrust in, it was violently stirred, and the blade pierced out, with a piece of cartilage that was squirming on it. The cartilage was like a living life, constantly struggling on the tip of the knife.
After losing this bone, the corpse demon calmed down. She fell to the ground, her body trembled a few times and then lost her life.
Ning Jiujiu looked at the bones picked out by the tip of the knife and judged that these should be fragments of a certain bone demon. These bones were extremely extraordinary. Even fragments could transform into a complete human form. And this old woman was definitely not a fragment of bones. Self-alienated, because her memories are all false and were deliberately rewritten by someone. So who is that person? Is he also watching her secretly
…
On the roof of a tall building on the continuous eaves, the disappeared figure in black reappeared. She took off her dark robe and revealed her true face under the moonlight.
It was a young girl with a beautiful face. She had light and elegant eyebrows. She stretched out her slender hands, holding a green porcelain bottle with the palm of one hand facing up. The palm of the other hand faced downward, with five fingers bent, holding a green sand pot. , she stood on the top of the building, with her dark eyebrows and starry eyes painted in ink. At this moment, her eyes slowly scanned the roofs of thousands of attics, and she felt a sense of loneliness, as if she were in a desolate place, looking at the frost and snow alone.
Pointing her toes to the ground, she lightly stepped on the snow on the green tiles without leaving even a single footprint.
Her eyes suddenly fell in a certain direction, and then she laughed, "It's interesting."
She hooked her fingers and took back the spirituality bestowed on the old woman's bones, and then laughed: "You can guess that this old woman is a ghost, but you don't know how to throw away the jade pendant? Ha, I don't think I'm that smart. Go ahead."
She smiled as she spoke, her expression getting colder and colder.
She suddenly closed her eyes and murmured softly: "I want to see how brave you are with this body."
…
Next to the bones of the corpse demon, the evil nature of the parasitic cartilage has been completely burned away by Ning Jiujiu.
The woman on the tall building closed her eyes, her consciousness flowing.
The jade pendant lit up.
The pendant is the remnant ornament of the previous generation of Lord Netherworld, and everything related to Lord Netherworld can be used by the supreme Lord of Netherworld to connect all things. As long as the controller behind it has a slight thought, the pendant can be used to control everything. The medium instantly takes over the other person's body.
The corners of the young woman's mouth raised slightly.
This young man in white clothes does have some skills. He should be from a famous family in the Immortal Mountain, and the aura on his body is somewhat familiar. It's just that after all, I just arrived, and I can't calm down the dangerous rivers and lakes.
The young woman's consciousness stirred, and she separated a ray of soul, which penetrated through the pendant.
Soon, the ray of soul sensed the human form and penetrated in, occupying it with almost no obstruction.
Humph, it’s so easy, how awesome is it...
After that ray of soul firmly took over the human body, the woman opened her eyes.
However, what she saw before her eyes was not the scene in front of the old woman's house.
Could it be that the young man gave the pendant to someone else? But that's okay, wait for me...
Her thoughts suddenly froze, and she found that she could not move. The alertness in her heart forced her to use her mind's eye to explore herself, and then she was shocked.
She realized that she was wearing an aqua dress at the moment, with extremely dazzling and ugly blush on her face, and her figure was... wrong! At this moment, I am not a living person at all, but a corpse, a dancing girl and a porcelain maid!