The appearance of the inkstone made Zhang Fei's eyes shrink and he looked surprised.
Song Yan picked up two inkstones and looked at them carefully. Both inkstones were black, but one was pitch black and the other was dark blue, and they had different shapes.
The inkstone that fell from Shi Diao is square, and the patterns on it look like words. I can't understand the Song Dynasty seal, but I always feel that it is telling something.
The inkstone that fell from the stone tablet is oval in shape like the original body, and the patterns on it look like a picture.
Looking from the side, it seems like a baby is born, grows up to be accompanied by cattle and sheep, gets married, has children... It also seems to be telling the story of her life.
"Mom! Grandpa!"
The skinny girl somehow found the strength to break free from the crowd and screamed miserably, but she was too weak. After running two steps, she stumbled and bumped her head against the oval stone tablet. Blood immediately flowed out, staining the stone tablet and flowing down the girl's head.
Song Yin's mind was focused on the inkstone, and he was unable to react in time. He could only watch the girl kneel on the ground.
"Girl!" He quickly reached out and tried to pull the girl.
But the girl raised her head again, blood flowing from her forehead, and she didn't notice it until it entered her eyes. She just slapped the stone tablet with both hands and cried miserably:
"Mom! Mom! Wake up! Change back to normal, Mom!"
"Girl..."
Song Yin was about to reach out his hand, but he saw that the skinny girl's hand was like a phantom, and she actually waved Song Yin's hand away. The thin body was as fast as an afterimage and rushed past Song Yin.
Bang!
A muffled sound was heard, and the girl bumped her head against the stone sculpture again, beating it hard with both hands.
"Grandpa! Grandpa! Change back, Grandpa! How can I live without you?"
The thin hands, as thin as bamboo poles, broke quickly under the heavy beating and were soon stained with blood, but the girl remained unaware and continued to beat the opponent while screaming.
Song Yin frowned and walked forward, ready to pull the girl up, "You get up first, you..."
"How can I live?!"
Suddenly, the girl howled to the sky, her eyes turned red and tears flowed, forming a line of blood from under her eyes to the corner of her jaw. Two short horns suddenly grew on the girl's bloody forehead, and her already pale face became even paler, as white as snow.
Not only her face, but her entire body turned snow-white. A white scarf suddenly appeared on her head, and her clothes also seemed to be extended and covered with a layer of white, just like mourning clothes.
The girl's body moved without wind and suddenly floated up. Her lips, which had turned purple, opened and roared, uttering a strange cry that sounded like a dirge or funeral music.
As soon as the shouting sounded, the remaining mortals became confused, and stood up one by one to walk towards the girl.
“Monster!!”
Suddenly a loud shout was heard, shocking the faces of those mortals. They seemed to wake up and looked at the strange thing in mourning clothes in a half-numb and half-fearful manner.
Then, a white shadow quickly approached, grabbed the thing by the collar, and shouted with eyes wide open, "So it's you, the evil spirit, who's causing all this trouble!"
He raised his other fist, which quickly emitted white steam, and was about to punch down.
However, just as the punch reached the evil spirit's face, it suddenly stopped. He stood there in a daze, allowing the evil spirit to howl in pain.
This evil spirit may seem strange, but in Song Yin's eyes, it is too weak. With just one punch, it will be reduced to ashes.
But...
"It's not you..."
Song Yin stared at the evil demon's eyes which were bleeding profusely, and he couldn't punch him any further.
It's not her who turns people into stone...
He could see the endless sorrow and injustice in the eyes of the girl. As she wailed, Song Yin could even see some scenes...
The village is connected by paths, with the sounds of roosters crowing, dogs barking, horses neighing and cows mooing. The golden wheat fields are swaying in the wind. A little girl is holding a string of candied haws, skipping and handing the last one to her smiling mother.
On the country road, a clear laughter like a bell rang out...
Bandits attacked, killed her father, and looted their livestock and food. Although the little girl was heartbroken, she was able to survive because she had her grandparents, mother, and brother by her side.
The night light cabin also brings a warm smile...
Grandma and brother turned into stone tablets and withered stones, the farmland and land all turned into stone, Grandpa and mother became increasingly numb and unable to farm. Without food, the starving strange humanoids in the village began to eat each other.
In the ruined village, there is only a burst of weeping...
They didn't want to disappear, be eaten, or eat others, so they left their homes and embarked on the road to survival.
The desolate dirt road was filled with only a few hoarse wails...
After finally surviving and getting out of the devil's cave, the hope that had just been ignited was completely extinguished when the only two relatives he had turned into stone tablets and withered stones.
There are mountains of corpses and seas of blood, only wailing and howling...
Two lines of tears flowed from Song Yin's eyes as he just looked at the howling evil spirit.
"Brother! Don't be affected, that's 'wearing mourning'!"
Suddenly, Zhang Feixuan's anxious voice sounded behind him: "The cry of this ghost can make people hallucinate and approach her unknowingly. Once you get close, you will be killed!"
Song Yin turned his head and looked at those mortals who seemed to be unable to bear it again and gradually showed a look of confusion. His clenched fist suddenly opened, turning into a big hand, pressing on the head of the evil spirit.
Pop.
He held the mourning-clad demon in his arms and gently stroked her head as if he was coaxing a child. White mist rose from his body and enveloped her.
The moment she was wrapped in the white gas, her body began to disintegrate and melted in the white gas. Gradually, the sound of her crying and wailing also disappeared, until the white gas disintegrated her body and began to disintegrate her head. When half of her face disappeared, the snow-white, resentful face suddenly turned into the appearance of a little girl crying, and dissipated in the white gas.
The thing in my arms is empty.
Song Yin maintained his posture, raised his head slightly, and looked straight at the sky.
"I, Song Yin, swear..."
His face was extremely solemn, and his tone was slow and firm: "I will definitely give you an explanation!"
Boom!
The sky suddenly brightened and a loud thunder exploded, as if in response to his words.
Zhang Feixuan bravely approached and said cautiously: "Brother... It's cloudy, I think it's going to rain, we should leave early and find a place to shelter from the rain."
Song Yin silently picked up the inkstone that fell on the ground, looked at the sky, nodded, and suddenly frowned again: "Where is the third junior brother?"
“Here it comes!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Qizhen's voice was heard. He was holding two chickens in his left hand, two ducks in his right hand, and a piglet that was barely moving on his back. He was also holding a piglet in his arms and running towards this side quickly.
He said excitedly: "Brother, I came here to see if my things are still there. I didn't expect that there are still some alive."
This time when he returned to the mountain, in addition to kidnapping these mortals who were about to starve to death on the road, he also brought a lot of animals. He thought that there would be no more, but he didn't expect to find some left.
"Oh, by the way, what was that howling outside just now? That sound was so damn ugly... Hmm? Where did the stone come from?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Feixuan winking at him frantically, Wang Qi turned his head and his excited expression immediately disappeared.
Because the eldest senior brother's expression at this moment was very solemn, he subconsciously shuddered.
"Let's go..."
Song Yin took a look at the animal in his hand, turned around and walked forward, waiting for his two fellow apprentices to gather the mortals and go down the mountain of corpses and blood together.
Along the way, Song Yin remained silent, causing Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizhen to not dare to speak at all. The mortals in the back also did not dare to make a sound, and the entire team was extremely silent.
It was not until they walked out of the hilltop where the Pijia Gate was located and reached the path below that the blood color was no longer so glaring. Wang Qizhen could not help but use his elbow to tap Zhang Feixuan next to him and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"
He was frightened by the eldest brother's taciturn appearance.
He was afraid that the eldest brother would turn around, shouting "evil ways" and punch him to death.
"Someone just put on the 'mourning' mask, and the eldest brother is like this. Don't talk too much..." Zhang Feixuan also said in a low voice.
Boom!
Another thunder exploded in the sky, making the sky even gloomier.
"Junior brother."
"yes!"
Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng straightened their bodies and shouted in unison.
Song Yin looked up at the gloomy sky and said, "It looks like it's going to rain. It's getting dark, so let's set up camp here."
As he spoke, he walked to a big tree and smashed it with his fist. With a dull thud, he broke the tree in half. Then he embedded his five fingers into the fallen tree trunk. White mist rose up, making the tree trunk glow white.
Song Yin waved his arm, and the tree trunk glowing with white light flew away to the open ground not far away. The white light spread out, and the tree trunk turned into a huge wooden roof on the ground.
"You go in and rest and avoid the rain." Song Yin said to those mortals.
But those mortals are still timid and dare not act.
The young man stepped forward and smiled ingratiatingly, "Master, please go first. We'll just stand here."
Wang Qi was standing beside him and shouted, "Just go in if I tell you to. Why are you wasting your time? Will my senior brother harm you?!"
Given his nature of coming thousands of miles to save these people, it is much more likely that he will kill them than kill these mortals.
You really don’t know how to appreciate the blessings you have!
The young man was frightened and did not dare to refuse. He walked into the roof with those mortals, most of whom had numb expressions.
Wang Qizhen followed closely and put down the animals in his hands.
At this time, Song Yin looked at Zhang Feixuan and asked, "You mentioned 'pisang' before, what is that?"
Zhang Feixuan immediately said, "Brother, 'Pisang' is a 'ghost'. It is a person who has suffered the sudden death of a relative or friend. The resentment in his heart cannot be eliminated, and the obsession turns into a ghost, thus turning into a ghost and harming the world."