On the fifteenth day of the fifth month, Wufang Mountain, Miedu Peak.
The spring rain that has been lingering for several days finally stopped, the heaven and earth were refreshed, the wind and smoke were clean, and the sky was cloudless and endless. Qi Lingshu was wearing the Snow Sword, dressed in a white robe, and stood on the suspended steps. Countless Immortal Sect fellows Yujian Linfeng, long white sleeves fluttering behind the elbows, looking at the past, as if a group of white cranes are flying with their wings outstretched. Suddenly, an extremely bright knife light pierced the sky, as if the sky was suddenly torn apart, and all the white cranes were startled and retreated. Under that splendid sword light, the other sword lights appeared as faint as fireflies.
While everyone was still guessing who this Daoguang was, dark clouds rose from the end of the sky. They knew that it was the demon messenger coming, and they were full of evil spirits. Whenever they gathered in one place to act, it was like gathering a large cloud of dark clouds. Sometimes the evil spirits of the demons are too strong, and the dark clouds pass over the border, and the plants and trees below will be sucked out of their spiritual energy in an instant, wilting and dying.
The dark clouds approached in an instant, twelve demon envoys landed at the mountain gate, the sword light flashed past, and the black-robed black-haired man walked out. The surrounding Immortal Sect disciples quickly vacated an open space, covering their mouths and talking in a low voice, looking up and down. In order to avoid trouble, both Fu Lan and Qi Yin wore masks, and no one recognized them. Qi Lingshu saw it from a distance, and walked down the blank jade steps to guide them.
"Look, Fu Lan is here. This is a transformation, not the appearance of a pig's head?" A disciple whispered.
"It seems that the transformation is not complete, and he is wearing a mask to cover his ugly appearance." He snickered around.
The seats were set on the sword-wiping platform, on a high marble platform, with Fu Lan and Yuan Ku's cases on each side. Yuan Ku was already waiting above, with white beard and white hair, and a burly figure, looking at him from a distance, he looked like a statue of the god of martial arts. Fu Lan took the black cat and sat down with the tail of her long robe trailing behind her. Yuan Ku Yaoyao cupped his hands to him, Fu Lan lowered his eyes, ignoring him. Yuan Ku straightened his sleeves embarrassingly, but he didn't get angry.
Nie Chonghua below smiled coldly, "It's really an uncivilized demon, so rude. Last year, he was deceived by this thief, causing the sea of ice to shake, and even letting go of thousands of demons in forbidden areas. The head of Yuan Ku is not afraid. This time is this demon thief's trick?"
Bai Mingjun laughed with him, raised his sleeves and covered his mouth in a low voice: "Sect Master Nie, be careful." He raised his eyes, looked at Fu Lan on the sword-wiping platform, frowned slightly and said, "I don't know. Is it because the demon's transformation technique is powerful, or I am suspicious, I always feel that this 'Fu Lan' is not the same as the one we have seen before..."
Qi Lingshu stepped forward and bowed to leave, Yuan Ku smiled slightly, and held Qi Lingshu in a virtual way, "Good boy, it's hard for you, go and rest."
He squeezed Qi Lingshu's arm with a little force. Qi Lingshu was stiff all over, and said with a cold face, "This disciple retire."
Qi Yin stood in a panic, exhausted. Under the sword-wiping stage were disciples of all sects and sects. All eyes were full of flowers and flowers. Qi Yin felt that they were like corpses that were admired. Below were filial sons and grandsons dressed in burlap and filial piety. Jiutou hired Tingting to come over and pour wine for Fu Lan. There is no way for Taoist people to take good care of food without food, and they do not prepare wine. This is what these demons bring. Qi Yin squatted down and said in a low voice, "I'll go find my little uncle."
"Aren't Xiaoyin with me?" Fu Lan asked.
"You can do it alone. Besides, isn't the cat here?" Qi Yin patted him on the shoulder, thought about it, and took out Qi Lingshu's glazed mirror from the Qiankun bag and handed it to him, "Use this to shout when you have something to do. I." He jumped off the sword-wiping platform and slipped away.
Fu Lan lowered his eyes, and his lonely shadow was reflected in the white porcelain cup. He also remembered the sweet taste of Qi Yin's blood wine, like a star of honey, soaked on the tip of the tongue and sweetened into the heart. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip, his mouth was astringent, but there was no sweetness.
On the hydrangea trail, Qi Yin caught up with Qi Lingshu out of breath, "Little Shishu! Why are you here, I'm exhausted."
"What are you doing here?" Qi Lingshu frowned.
"I have something for you." Qi Yin took out a palm-sized eight-treasure white jade box from his pocket. He bought this thing from the black market. Qi Lingshu recognized this. There are many in Wufang Mountain, which used to be used to seal the hearts of demons. Since Yuan Ji died, those hearts have been destroyed.
Qi Lingshu didn't answer and looked at him suspiciously.
"There's a little bit of my blood in it." Qi Yin said, "Little Shishu, there aren't many people I can trust. After thinking about it, it's only you. The old monster wants my life, and my brother will definitely fight him. I used to think that I had a good chance of winning. Who would have thought that the old monster was outrageously strong, and he could sweep the entire temple alone. I don’t want my brother to fight with him, so I might as well give him my own life. After I die, the white deer will be resurrected, You help me give this blood to Bailu and ask him to help my brother make a doll."
"What are you doing?" Qi Lingshu's eyebrows were almost twisted into a knot.
"Hey, I don't understand the details. All in all, I don't want to live anymore. Lord Cat said that Bailu is a good god, and the old monster said the same thing, and I think so too. When he is resurrected, you can find my blood. He. Bailu is a god and the ancestor of demons. It must be a piece of cake to create a person. My brother likes to raise dolls. I thought that when I am gone, at least I can leave a company for my brother and leave some thoughts. This doll has My bloodline is equivalent to my continuation, and it's pretty good."
Qi Lingshu didn't answer and said, "Qi Yin, you stay in Wufang..."
"Don't talk so much," Qi Yin interrupted him, her face full of sadness, "I can't give it to Lord Cat, it will definitely tell my brother, I can only give it to you. Please, little uncle, just help me. This is a favor. Don't tell me there must be hope, I know these things better than you. Just one sentence, can you help?"
Qi Lingshu was silent for a while, then took his eight-treasure white jade box, and said solemnly: "After the alliance meeting, don't leave."
Qi Yin knew that this kid wanted to help him with his ideas, but he was trying his best to resist Wu Yuli or something. I'm afraid that the whole army will be wiped out without Fang, Qi Yin shrugged, didn't answer him, just asked: "What are you doing here?"
Qi Lingshu looked at Wujiao Xiaozhu opposite through the dense hydrangea, "I want to go in."
"what?"
"I still think Uncle Shi is inappropriate. He can't get out of the way while the ceremony is going on. I want to go in and check."
"I am with you."
Qi Yin took out a white dress from the Qiankun bag and put it on, and followed Qi Lingshu into Wujiu Xiaozhu. Because of Qi Lingshu's status, the gatekeepers inside were very easy to fool and let go easily. The two entered the room, the curtains were tightly covered, and there was no light inside. It was shady inside, a bit colder than the outside, and Qi Yin shivered inexplicably. Looking around, there is nothing special about the crescent table, the Arhat couch, and the floor-to-ceiling carved screen. But Qi Yin always felt as if someone was hiding somewhere and staring at him gloomily, the back of his neck was chilling.
Qi Yin asked Qi Lingshu in a low voice if she felt the same way.
Qi Lingshu's face sank like water and nodded silently.
They are cultivators, more or less inspiration or something. Even an ordinary person will feel a needle stick in the back after being stared at for a long time. Qi Yin asked in a low voice, "Where do you think the peeping person is?"
Qi Lingshu stood there and felt silently for a long while, then the two of them turned their heads together and looked behind. There was a crow-blue curtain there, with a shadowy shadow behind it, I didn't know what was covering it. Qi Lingshu walked over step by step, stretched out the Snow Sword, and slowly opened the curtain, both of them were taken aback.
There are many faces hanging there, a thin piece of skin as transparent as the wings of a cicada. Many of the faces were very familiar, and Qi Yin recognized them as disciples of Wufangshan. Some of the faces had even attended the classes of Yuan Yin and Ye Kucan with him. Qi Lingshu's face was very bad, he touched a face, and said, "It's human skin, it will be peeled off soon."
Wufangshan is indeed full of talents. The previous head liked to collect demon hearts, and now this one likes to collect human skins. Qi Yin was speechless.
"Only skinned, but the corpse was not seen. There must be a secret room to hide the corpse." Qi Lingshu groped up and down to find the mechanism.
Qi Yin also looked around, and there was an empty seat at the top, apparently originally with a face. Qi Yin felt a little terrified, could it be that this 'Yuan Ku' is a fake with someone else's face? Looking up and down, I suddenly saw a very familiar face. The fair skin is as clean as fine porcelain, and the master's handsomeness can be vaguely seen.
Qi Yin was stunned, pointed at the face and said, "Little Martial Uncle... This seems to be your face..."
As soon as he raised his head, he saw Qi Lingshu looking at him silently, the dim light hitting half of the guy's face, vaguely a little unreal. This guy obviously saw that face as well, and his face was dark and unclear.
"Uh, little uncle." Qi Yin inexplicably felt that something was wrong with him, and took two steps back, "In order to ensure safety, why don't we check your authenticity."
Qi Lingshu was silent for a while and asked, "How to test?"
"Of course I'm asking something that only the two of us know. If you answer correctly, you'll be real." Qi Yin said, "But we're not very familiar with each other. I don't know much about you. So you As long as one doesn't answer right, I'll be rude to you."
Qi Lingshu said nothing, and Qi Yin took it as his acquiescence.
"I ask you, when I left Wufang that day, you told me a secret about you, what is it?"
"I never told you my secret."
"Look, the answer is wrong." Qi Yin slowly pulled out the Gui Mei sword, and the mercury-like sword light poured out, "Don't mess around, there are disciples outside, you can't escape."
Qi Lingshu turned his face away, his face was very pale, and said: "You guessed it yourself, I have a favorite."
"Who is that person?" Qi Yin asked.
"..." Qi Lingshu pursed her lips tightly, the lines on her face tensed and stiff.
"Although I don't know who it is, I can judge. If the person you say doesn't conform to my judgment, I'll be rude to you as well." Qi Yin picked his chin at him, "Tell me."
"You know." Qi Lingshu closed his eyes and said.
"I know?" Qi Yin's eyes widened.
Seeing his expression, Qi Lingshu suddenly reacted to something, twitched his face, rubbed it in his hand, and threw it back in disgust. He gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "You know this is a fake face made of face, Qi Yin, you are lying to me."
was discovered. At first glance, that piece of skin was bluffing, but at first glance, it was obvious that it was a skin, but Qi Lingshu didn't touch his fingers, so he couldn't tell if he hadn't rolled the dough. Qi Yin smiled cheekily, "Just kidding, kidding."
Qi Lingshu didn't pay any attention to him anymore. He searched around for organs and found a tall flower table that could not be pulled out. When he turned left and right, the base of the flower table clicked, and the human skin wall on the side slowly flipped and moved, revealing the dark secret room. Qi Lingshu lit the lamp talisman and stepped into it, followed by Qi Yin. Fu Guang faintly illuminated the narrow secret room, and the ground was scattered all over the place. Take a closer look at the chest and abdomen, there are slight ups and downs, but they are still alive. A white-haired old man in the innermost raised his head, revealing bloody cheeks and eagle-like eyes.
He said hoarsely: "Lingshu..."