call!
The moment his palms felt the wetness, Zhang Feixuan felt a hurricane blowing from the direction of the water column. The long flowing hair that covered his forehead instantly stood up backwards, turning him from a handsome young man into a filthy rich man. His handsome face was shaking from the wind.
Crash!
The rain curtain expanded, from a drizzle to a heavy rain, and it was like a group of stars falling to the ground, turning the surroundings into a world of light points.
The falling raindrops are even more violent than a rainstorm. Normally, this kind of rain can hurt people, but these raindrops only make people feel like they are bathed in a spring breeze, and feel that the water can wash away the dirt on their bodies, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Boom!
There was a loud noise in my ears, and the raised earth wall collapsed at this moment, as if it was washed away by rain, and quickly fell to the ground. The moving village buildings in front of me also stopped at this moment and turned into dead objects.
They are dead things.
“Woo!!”
Just at the moment when the village stopped, Zhang Feixuan heard a loud explosion in his ears, which made him cover his ears subconsciously. The group of imperial guards were swaying and couldn't stand steadily.
The sound came from all directions, as if it came from the entire village. The sound was like a wail, and like crying. After the explosion, Zhang Feixuan had a different feeling.
It is angry, unwilling, and resentful.
There was a buzzing sound in Zhang Feixuan's head, which made him lower his head and almost fainted. He shook himself and forced himself to look up, but the scene he saw was no longer the chaotic scene.
The village is surrounded by thriving farmlands, and a large locust tree in the center of the village is lush and strong, like an umbrella, protecting the village from wind and rain.
Children often play and fight under this locust tree, and adults also gather together, leaning against the tree to look forward to this year's harvest and tell stories about interesting things that happened in their families.
Although they coughed and gasped from time to time while talking, it did not prevent them from thinking about the future.
In every home, there is a symbol of the sound and silent door, and in every home there are people who worship and offer sacrifices devoutly, praying for good weather and good health.
Although people would die in these families from time to time, and someone would go out and never come back, causing the entire family to break up.
But they still have hope, because they can still survive, and as long as they are alive, there is hope.
But they lived with such hope, and one day they met the coming of gods. They welcomed the gods with a heart of worship.
But these gods first killed their friends, then their parents, then their wives, daughters, fathers and sons, and then they killed themselves.
Whatever it is, it is to contribute to the sect and to sacrifice one's life to protect the people.
Why!
They live peacefully in this land, obey orders, worship the sect, and have no extravagant desires. Why should they die
Why should we cut off their hope of living
If the words of a strong man alone can determine life and death, then they can become like this!
Anger and resentment intertwined and gradually formed a den of ghosts.
They also have power, they can do whatever they want, and no one can decide their way anymore, until this rain of light falls.
His collar was inexplicably pulled up. Zhang Feixuan walked forward and saw a hand grabbing his collar and pressing an unclear face in front of him.
This face was like fog, but it kept changing. Old people, children, men and women, all kinds of shapes and colors, but Zhang Feixuan could see that this face was full of anger.
"Why do you say that?"
The voice was like a mixture of many people, full of resentment and extremely vicious.
"If they can do it, why can't we! We also have power, why can't we take revenge, why must you kill us, why! Why!"
As soon as these words fell, the vague figure was dispersed by the rain of light and split into countless figures in the village. These figures no longer changed, but all stared at Zhang Feixuan.
What was contained in those eyes was confusion, unwillingness, resentment, a misunderstanding of the ways of the world, and anger at innocent people who had been betrayed by the world.
It was also him who once was thrown into the water, escaped from death, and silently swore to the water.
There was no difference in that look.
Even though their figures were disappearing under the rain of light, their eyes were not blurred by it.
It's very troublesome.
This rain of light might have been caused by his senior brother, but before it disappeared, if the ghost den counterattacked, he might not be able to hold on.
It seemed that this evil den was only targeting him, otherwise why would his field of vision change so that he couldn't even see the imperial guards.
We must first stabilize these dying ghosts.
Zhang Feixuan took a deep breath and said, "I will help you get revenge. This is what we at the Golden Immortal Sect do!"
The eyes of these things were full of distrust, and even the figures that were about to disappear became more vague. They also took steps one by one and walked towards him together.
"You are going to disappear. There is no need for me to lie to you. My senior brother is invincible. You will not be able to survive. But I will still promise you, even if you can't see it."
Zhang Feixuan said anxiously: "I dare not say that this situation can be prevented from now on, but we are doing it. It may be difficult, and I may die on the way, but we will try our best to prevent this from happening again!"
After Zhang Feixuan said this, the eyes of these things began to soften, and the vague figures gradually solidified, becoming clearer one by one.
They are the villagers of this village who were unwilling to die and thus became ghosts.
But now, under the rain of light, they are about to disappear.
"Swear!" one of the villagers said, "If you swear, we will believe you!"
Hearing this, Zhang Feixuan felt relieved.
When it comes to deceiving people, they are the best in the Jinxian Sect. They can even deceive their senior brothers, so why would it be difficult to deceive a mere den of ghosts that is about to disappear
only
Zhang Feixuan raised three fingers to the sky and said solemnly:
"I swear in the name of my senior brother that where the sun shines, there will never be a situation like yours!"
It’s nothing to swear, he is not lying. After all, he really does this. With his senior brother around, who dares not to do it
After he swore, the figures of these people disappeared directly under the rain of light.
They disappeared one after another, and Zhang Feixuan's spiritual consciousness, which felt urgent, relaxed at this moment.
The evil spirits that were targeting him gave up their hostility. They had no choice but to give up. If they dragged on for a while, they would almost disappear.
He is really smart!
Just at this moment, his clothes seemed to be pulled by someone.
Zhang Feixuan looked down and saw a child pulling his collar and smiling:
"Big brother, you have to work hard. I believe in you!"
Under the rain of light, the figure also disappeared.
Zhang Feixuan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but suddenly his eyes blurred and a ruined village appeared in front of him, and the nearby imperial guards also appeared in his sight.
Came back from the evildoer's targeting.
This should have been something he was thankful for, but he clenched his fists, lowered his head, and his face was gloomy.
He opened his hands and stared at his palms, then looked up at the gradually shrinking rain of light, pursed his lips and sighed.
What can he do
He was just lucky enough to meet his senior brother, so he looked like a human being, but those who were unlucky would become ghosts.
But even if you are a senior brother, you cannot illuminate people's hearts.