Jian Sui was hanging on Jing Lin's finger side, and the two stayed in place for a while, the town seemed to be fixed, and even the sand under their feet no longer moved. The fleeting cry for help seemed to be imaginary, the humidity in the air increased, and the corners of Cang Ji's robe were slightly wrinkled.
Jinglin gently lifted the scabbard and threw it backhand at the next moment. I saw Yanquan shattered and nailed to the wall, the blood mist that was hit turned into smoke, and a mass of flesh shadows appeared on the ground.
"Brother, spare me!" He was thin and bony, and the sword scabbard smashed into his chest an inch, and he cried as if he had been picked on and tormented by fire.
Yanquan poured Ling back to Jinglin's palm, he stepped closer, and the child crawled and ran. The blood fog is prosperous, the eyes are fascinated, and there are ghosts and shadows all around.
"It's not a demon." Cang Ji's nose moved slightly, "It's a wandering soul."
"The body in the sea has been destroyed, the spiritual soul of the cultivator can't exist yet, how can there be the soul of a child." Jing Lin turned the sword in his palm and saw the black fog remaining on the tip of the scabbard, "The resentment is soaring to the sky, and he died unexpectedly."
"Yes." Cang Ji said, "he cut his throat to bleed, and fed his body to the sea, he is the type we saw in Bencheng. He must know something, catch up with him, don't let him run away!"
The two jumped up and went after the child. The kid ran barefoot and stumbled through the fog, seemingly not knowing the way, fleeing by feeling.
The ghost face suddenly "ha" in front of him, Jinglin's eyes didn't turn, and the cold sword light broke through the face, and his figure jumped behind the kid. The greedy phase suddenly rushed out, deliberately blocking it, but let Cang Ji kick in the face, kicking it into ashes.
"Hold on." Jing Lin held the talisman in his palm, and Qing Guang patted the little ghost behind him.
The little ghost instantly froze, with a struggling expression on his face, but he couldn't pull his legs out. He was afraid of Jinglin's sword energy, rolled his eyes, and made a bluffing sound of "ha" between his teeth.
"Did you come from Bencheng?" Cang Ji walked around in front of the little ghost, weighed his tone, it was not good to be soft, and it was not good to be hard, so he asked gently.
Who knew that this little devil was trembling all over when he saw him, so scared that he choked and wept, and he only shouted: "Master Yao has boundless mana, don't eat me! I'm just a dead person, and I have to find a way out and reincarnate!"
"Do you also recognize him as a monster?" Jinglin also turned to him, "He hides so well, it is difficult for ordinary cultivators to notice."
Even Jing Lin himself only saw the clue when he entered the sea of blood.
Tears are already streaming down the little ghost's face. He is older than the children who had their throats cut together. He has been in the market all year round. Not only is he articulate, but he is also very clever.
"Don't dare to lie to my brother! Let me speak slowly, and don't kill me! My family is in Huaishu City. One night a few days ago, my throat was cut for blood, and I died inexplicably. When it was time to go to Huangquan, I could only be trapped in the city and wait for my soul to fly away! It happened that the garrison stationed in the city rushed out to report the news. He carried a very good bow on his back, which could accommodate me on it, so I covered the bow and was caught by him. It was brought to Qixing Town! Who would have thought of his grandmother's legs! Qixing Town is also called the sea of blood. The demon smelled like it was curled up in the crotch of a pickled ghost. I couldn't stand it, so I continued to flee. It happened that brother, you sent the garrison to the west, so I followed him again. On the way, the demons were raging. I finally got to the western boundary, but I encountered a few big monsters who are only capable of blocking the way." The little ghost said here, sucking his nose, his eyes turned to Cang Ji, "The monster wanted to eat the guard, and then shouted that the guard had something on his body. dragon… "
Cang Ji was looking at him with deep eyes.
The little ghost finished his voice and stumblingly said: "...Yes, there is a protection from a big monster...I guessed it was this uncle..."
"You once slapped Hui An when he left the city." Jing Lin pondered that night and turned to look at Cang Ji, "It turned out to be for him."
"You don't have to worry about it." Seeing that this kid understands his eyes, Cang Ji felt relieved. His identity is not helpful to Jing Lin at this moment, but it is easy to attract suspicion in the door, so he refuses to explain it for a long time.
"Why didn't you reincarnate when you arrived on the west side?" Jinglin asked.
"Huangquan don't want it!" The little ghost said here, sadness came from it, and he cried intermittently, "The ghost said that the life of the person is clean, and there is no person like me! He also said that Huangquan has no one to host now, and it has long been a long time ago. Half of it collapsed, and I didn’t have time to study it carefully, so I threw me back to the West Road City to fend for itself.”
"Then how did you keep up with us?" Cang Ji looked at him, "Seeing that you have nothing to support, you can hide it from our eyes."
"I saw you searching for corpses in Ben City." The little ghost said with a snot blistering his nose, "All of them have their throats cut and only a layer of skin is left. I originally wanted to find a wild ghost to accompany you, but I walked around with you. But I can't find a single one. Brother, you are carrying pure spiritual energy, so I can gather together and not part with you."
Jinglin asked: "Where did you hide before?"
The kid said, "I'll stick it to the soles of your shoes, and I don't dare to make trouble. You entered the small house last night, and I was kept outside for no reason. I was frightened and scared, so I made a special trip to stay in this shabby house for the night."
This is Cang Ji's credit. He suspected that the "sea of blood" would eavesdrop on him, and he didn't want to show Jing Lin to others, so he supported the spiritual world and let it go.
"Since you were outside last night, what have you seen?" Cang Ji looked back and saw that the blood mist was already hanging down like a curtain.
"I don't dare to look at anything, for fear of encountering unclean things or being eaten by demons." The little ghost said bitterly, "I didn't mean to pester my brother! It's just that my death is unclear, if I can't figure it out, It's about to become a grumpy ghost!"
"Now there is an emergency everywhere, and Huang Quan can't escape the devil's claws. But the life spectrum of people is very important. There is life and death, and the traces of life should not disappear out of thin air." It made the little ghost light up, and his complexion returned to a human-like appearance.
"Not only is the body fed to the sea, but the soul also disappears. It is impossible for ordinary people to do it so cleanly." Cang Ji took a few steps slowly, "I don't want the body of the child, only the blood is taken away, and the monsters are not like this. The quirks of it are like the sacrifice of the evil spirits."
Jinglin asked the kid: "How did you get murdered?"
The little ghost leaned on Jinglin's side and said, "Back to my brother's words, I was playing with people at night. I heard that someone in the old temple in the city was giving porridge and alms. Why do rich people choose servants. My family has no parents, and it all depends on following Dalaizi. Sapo asked for a few mouthfuls of food to eat, and he was very happy to hear this, so he went with him."
He said that he suddenly showed pain at this time and became hesitant.
"We entered the temple, and there was a special room inside... It was very dark in the room, and all the people were little girls... I also asked someone to ask why they didn't light the lights. After a while, we lined up and counted the number of people. ... a lot of people... all of them are begging and juggling on the streets..."
The kid stuck his throat and stuck out his tongue.
"Give us food, and there is an empty courtyard behind the temple... It smells like a demon in a sea of blood... Nodding its head and calling us into the house. I... I made an appointment to go in... Later, later, I was crowded in a corner..."
His face changed with the voice, suddenly terrifying, holding his throat and screaming.
"Tie hands and feet to thread... thread slits throat..."
A whimper sounded in his throat.
"...I saw...a folding fan...with...scent..."
Cang Ji grabbed the little ghost and lifted him off the ground. The kid has rolled his eyes, desperately pulling his throat. There was a thin scar in his throat, and then he opened a mouthful of blood. His limbs were all rotten and his wrists were soaked in blood.
Cang Ji said: "I am here, what are you afraid of?"
The sand and stones under Yinluo's feet shook, and a wave of heat poured down on the kid from top to bottom, making him shiver all over. He stretched his legs, suddenly sobering up from his resentment.
"A folding fan." Cang Ji asked in a steady voice, "What fragrance does it carry?"
The little ghost shivered: "The kind that worships Buddha, Buddha..."
"Sandalwood." One person appeared in Jinglin's heart immediately.
Without waiting for Jing Lin to think about it, the blood mist that had always been thick like waves changed in an instant, and the flying sand in the town scratched the upper of the shoe, and the quiet voice came from the four sides. With his cold eyes on one side, he saw a beast slammed out of the blood, but it was Shu Ran, whose body was covered in sores and blood!
Shuran's eyes were red, and several eyes were born on his back. He was born around him, and took him as his body. He couldn't tell who Jinglin was anymore, his front legs collapsed on the house, and his hind feet were still stuck in the river mud. He opened his mouth and drooled, and his teeth were stained with dirt, and he whistled towards Cang Ji and the two of them.
Jing Lin raised his leg and lifted his throat, and the strong wind swept away, causing Shu Ran to lean up and wailing. Shu Ran leaned back, the dense bloody eyes on his chest blinked together, and the demon screamed harshly. Jing Lin had already turned his body and drew his sword, and Yanquan was roaring with snow, but Cang Ji was faster than Jinglin. Before Yanquan's sword had arrived, Shu Ran had been hit by Ling Fei and fell heavily into the mud of the river. Raise the stench!
"Keep him useful."
Cang Ji put his backhand on the hilt of Jinglin's sword, and the blade returned to its sheath. He had already leaped up, not waiting for Shuran to climb, and hit the giant beast with mud and water with a punch.
The mud flower corpse splashed together, and Cang Ji smashed the demon to squeeze and struggle, trying to crawl out of the bloody eye. Jinglin's green light flicked from the rear, and the celestial talisman suddenly turned into countless rays of light, binding Shuran down. Then the blood wave above opened a large mouth of the blood basin, turning into a giant phoenix shadow to swallow Cang Ji, but seeing Cang Ji's feet firmly, he dragged Shu Ran's giant body and swung it up, smashing the giant shadow into a rain of blood.
Cang Ji dragged Shu Ran out of the smelly rain, and Jing Lin's eyes followed the blood.
"He was frightened and returned to the nest, and the door must be on the opposite side."
Jinglin Qiankun held the little ghost in his arms, and when Cang Ji jumped over, he turned his feet and kicked on the back of Shu Ran. Cang Ji didn't say much, wrapped an arm around Jing Lin's waist, and volleyed out of the fog!
The breath finally became clear and cold, and the frost covered several miles outside. Cang Ji threw Shu Ran, and Jing Lin rolled over and fell into the cool autumn pool. Jing Lin wanted to step into the air to stabilize his body, but unexpectedly, Cang Ji was dragged to the ground and smashed into Bi Bo together, suddenly soaking wet.
Clothes floated in the water, Jing Lin's hair was covering his temples, and the ink was suddenly pushed aside, Cang Ji clamped his cheeks, bowed his head and kissed him.
Jing Lin put his hand on Cang Ji's shoulder and arm, and his tongue felt numb. It didn't take a moment for Cang Ji to push him out of the water, holding his shoulders for breath.
Cang Ji was still standing in the water, raised his head against him, and said with a smile, "How about this method? Even spells can't lock me into the water to save people."
Jing Lin wet hair sticking to his cheeks, looking at the blood mist has been hidden in the vastness. Cang Ji raised his finger to wipe the water off his cheeks, not preventing Jing Lin from biting his finger sideways.
The sea of blood is so strange and evil that it is difficult to come out. It was clearly led by Cang Ji and turned around a few times, and stayed in it for a night!
Cang Ji hissed and said, "Bite me!"
Jinglin's chest floated, and he said, "You rascal! You can come out easily... uh!"
"It's so rare to bite, so I'll play with you." Cang Ji put his fingers between Jing Lin's teeth, stirring him coldly between his warm tongue and body fluid.
Jing Lin struggled to spit it out, but Cang Ji went deeper and turned his fingers, causing Jing Lin to swallow a few times between his teeth. Jinglin lifted his foot to kick the person, Cang Ji grabbed his ankle, bent over to hug his legs, and slammed the person onto his shoulders.
"The place is evil, it's true that you can't get around." Cang Ji waded ashore, "It hurts to bite!"
Jing Lin sneered when he heard the words, and took a bite on his shoulder.
Cang Ji gasped slightly, carried him around a few times, and bluffed: "Bite again and throw it out!"
Jing Lin said: "Bite to death!"
"Who kills who." Cang Ji turned him upside down, "I can swallow eight of you in one bite."
Jing Lin lay beside Cang Ji's ear and loudly "Bah". Bah, Cang Ji laughed inexplicably, ran wild for a while carrying the man, walked around to Shu Ran, and kicked the beast.
"This kid hasn't died yet. He has merits to do. How about giving it to me? Secretly, don't tell your father and brothers, it's considered a dowry."