After the old man left, I remained silent.
What on earth did the great master who suppressed the old wolf leave behind that would make it worth it for a sorcerer who was originally heading somewhere else to settle down in this remote place
That thing can definitely change the fate of a family. Otherwise, Old Master Heng would not deliberately cut off his family's inheritance of magic, and even be so cruel as to let his descendants suffer in poverty and wait for a turning point.
When I couldn't figure out the connection, I couldn't help but stand up, walk to the window and look out.
Before I could see the mountains and rivers outside, a figure suddenly appeared in front of me. The moment his eyes met mine, his dark yellow pupils suddenly enlarged several times in front of me, and a strong sense of death surged out of his eyes.
At that moment, I just felt like I was face to face with a dead person's eyes.
I instinctively lowered my hand and reached for the dagger beside my leg, but suddenly a light flashed in my head, and I hurriedly shouted to Shi Heshang and others who were rushing over: "Stop it!"
Although Monk Shi didn't understand why, he stopped in his tracks. I then slowly moved back, taking a few steps to a distance of two meters. "Are you the Qingfeng Immortal on the mountain?"
The woman who suddenly appeared outside the window looked to be only in her teens. She was wearing a student skirt from the Republic of China era. Her slightly pale face looked exactly like the girl who was chopping meat in the mountains.
The other person rolled his eyes and looked at me coldly, but said nothing.
I said in a deep voice: "Shang, Ye Jin, don't touch her. She is here to die."
"Seeking death?" Monk Shi reacted immediately. "You want us to kill you so that all the immortals on the mountain can come down to find us? That's a good idea. Let me tell you, I won't kill you. Let's see what you can do!"
Qingfeng flashed into the house with a cold face, his feet left the ground and floated into the air. He stopped only when he was almost close to the beam, and then swayed back and forth in the air with his toes hanging like a hanged ghost.
As long as the people in the room looked up, they would see the other person's condescending and extremely cold eyes. The more Hengfei didn't want to look at her, the more he couldn't help looking up, and after a few times he started shivering beside me.
I said in a deep voice, "Monk, go get some brown sugar ginger soup for Boss Heng."
The evil energy deliberately released by the Qingfeng Immortal did not affect us, but it made Hengfei tremble constantly. It wouldn't be long before he fell seriously ill.
Monk Shi simply took out a wine flask from his body and gave Hengfei two gulps: "If you feel dizzy, just go to sleep, no need to look up."
According to the agreement between the magicians and the immortals, whoever strikes first is not in the right, and even if he is killed by the other party, others are not allowed to seek revenge.
That Qingfeng was clearly provoking us, but we just couldn't do anything to her. We were the ones who started the fight first, so the immortals on the mountain naturally had to side with their own people. They allowed Qingfeng to come and provoke us, which was equivalent to showing their attitude.
I couldn't get rid of the breeze, so I had to reach out and pull the quilt over me and lie down on the kang. Before I fell asleep, I felt my side getting colder and colder, as if a stone was pressing on my chest. I couldn't breathe for a long time, but I knew clearly that I was being held down by a ghost.
I opened my eyes suddenly, just in time to see Qingfeng's foot stepping on my chest, looking down at my face with a sullen expression. When I wanted to shout but couldn't make a sound, Shi Heshang got up and said, "Little girl, you're going too far, aren't you?"
Qingfeng slowly moved his toes: "You killed Master Wolf, I will not forgive you."
Monk Shi said sternly: "If you have the guts, tell me your number. I want to see if you have a master or not!"
There is a rumor in the art of magic that when you cannot reach an agreement with an immortal, it is best to find out if he has a master and then talk directly to the great immortal above him. Perhaps there will be a chance of success.
"Qingfeng, Guo Huaxin has never had a master, so you don't have to think about it." Guo Huaxin replied coldly while increasing the strength of his feet.
Although the opponent's pressure won't kill me, I will definitely feel as if I had a serious illness and feel weak all over tomorrow morning.
Monk Shi reached out to grab the iron rod beside him and said, "Why are you so unreasonable, woman? Didn't you see who killed the old wolf?"
Guo Huaxin said coldly: "If Wolf Master hadn't come to repay your favor, he wouldn't have been surrounded by people. You shouldn't have come. You are the culprits of Wolf Master's death."
"Bullshit!" Monk Shi was so angry that he couldn't utter a word.
If a woman is unreasonable, ghosts can do nothing about it. Moreover, Qingfengxian is a fierce ghost and a resentful ghost. Once the resentment in his heart is aroused, he will easily go to extremes and will not easily listen to reason.
When Ye Jin was about to speak, there were suddenly a few bangs outside the door. The fool son who was lying on the ground stood up suddenly and barked wildly at the door.
Guo Huaxin laughed and said, "Your retribution has come, go out and take a look!"
The pressure on me was relieved, and I stood up, grabbed Luosha and jumped to the ground, and walked straight to the door. Before I reached the door, I heard someone outside shouting hoarsely: "Wu Zhao, open the door! Wu Zhao, open the door..."
Ghost calling soul
My first reaction was that the other person was calling my soul.
I took a few more steps forward, and suddenly I felt a chill all over my body. As I took another step, a whirlwind suddenly rose up and swirled around my feet.
Before I could react, Guo Huaxin's voice suddenly came from behind me: "Why don't you move forward? Isn't there someone calling you outside?"
"Wu Zhao, open the door, open the door..." The voice of the man outside suddenly became urgent, and the coldness on my body became even more severe. Every time he shouted, I felt a layer of goose bumps on my body, and the biting coldness came out from my body from the inside out.
"Wu Zhao, open the door quickly, quickly..." The voice of the person outside became more and more urgent. My feet seemed to be uncontrollable and walked towards the door step by step. I stopped only when I was about to touch the door.
The people outside seemed to know that I had reached the door, so they simply stopped.
After a few seconds of confrontation between me and the other party through the iron door, I drew out my Rakshasa and used the tip of the knife to gently push open the gap in the door.
The first thing I saw was a bloody face. Half of the face looked like it had been eaten alive by something, with the skin and flesh falling off unevenly in a palm-sized piece, and white bones exposed on the head. Only a small section of the left arm was left hanging by the side with bloody flesh.
Although that person was wearing Xuan Jingsi's clothes, I couldn't recognize who he was.
The man saw me use the knife to pry the door open, and suddenly rushed in, stuck his foot in the crack of the door, squeezed half of his body in the door, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Wu Zhao, hurry up and save people! Our brothers are surrounded."
I said coldly, "Isn't Xie Jingwen capable? Let him fight his way out and lead you to escape!"
The man waved his bloody hands and tried to pull me over, but I used one leg to hold the door open and blocked him out. "You're lucky to be alive, so just take care of yourself!"
"Wu Zhao, if you don't go up the mountain, I won't forgive you even if I become a ghost!" As the man shouted loudly, a trace of black air emanated from his body.
resentment
The more resentment a person exudes before dying, the more vicious the ghost he becomes. This person became resentful because I was unwilling to take action, and turned into a fierce ghost to seek revenge on me
My heart raced, and I loosened my foot slightly, and the man was caught off guard, stumbling and leaning half of his body in from the door. I didn't wait for him to completely enter the door before I pushed the door back to its original position, and the man was also trapped in the gap between the doors.
As the man was shaking, I saw a figure behind him. It was Guo Huaxin. He put one arm around the man's neck, hung behind him, and sneered at me with one eye tilted.
It was Guo Huaxin who was adding to the other party’s resentment!
I said to the man in a cold voice, "What can I do if you don't let me go? I am not afraid of Qingfeng Xian, so why would I be afraid of a little ghost like you?"
"Are you just going to watch someone die without helping?" The man roared, with resentment surging out of his body.
I sneered, "Let me save my enemy? I'm not that merciful. I'll only tell you once, get lost—"
The man gnashed his teeth and said, "Lu Xiaoying gave you a note and asked me to tell you: You will regret it if you don't read it!"
I couldn't help but frowned: "Where is the note?"
"It's in my pocket..." The man struggled to take out the note and threw it at my feet.
After I picked up the note with the tip of the knife, my eyes suddenly shrank - there were only five words written on it: "I can defy the will of heaven"!
Could Lu Xiaoying be the successor of the divine lineage
Even if she is not the descendant of the divine vein, she at least knows the stories of the Half-Life Dao. Otherwise, she would not have recognized my identity as the descendant of the ghost vein just by seeing the Rakshasa and the ghost-eye gold on the knife.
The fact that she could say "Heaven-defying Hand" to me showed that she knew the grudges between the gods and ghosts better than I did. Just based on these three words, I had to go up the mountain.
I said to the Xuanjing Division disciple in a deep voice, "I will go up the mountain right away, you go and recover from your injuries!"
"Thank you!" The man said only two words before his body fell limply to the ground, with dark blood gushing out of his seven orifices.
That man should have died a long time ago. I don’t know what secret method he used to make his corpse run down the mountain to deliver the letter to me.
Guo Huaxin laughed and said, "Do you dare to go up the mountain? Going up is equivalent to making enemies with all the immortals. I want to see how you die."
Monk Shi and his men heard every word of our conversation. Monk Shi also said, "Old Wu, you can't go up the mountain! Can't you see that the dead man is not a good person? He used a secret method to call your soul out because he was afraid that you would avoid him. They want you to die, can't you see that?" (To be continued)