The Sword Named No Way Out

Chapter 5

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"Evil spirits can't cultivate a golden elixir, so they can't make immortal swords; although demon cultivators can make swords, the one who appeared last night was definitely not a demon cultivator." Meng Yunfei frowned and asked suspiciously, "Could it be that he is doing evil in Linjiang City? Is the thing a ghost repairer? - Then you have to go to the twelve Guiyuan palaces to continue the investigation, I'm afraid it will be troublesome."

Before King Linjiang's breath of relief came out, he sucked it back directly: "Ghost, ghost wall what?"

Meng Yunfei said, "The Twelve Guiyuan Palaces. They are the Huangquan Underworld."

No one died last night in Linjiang City for the first time. Once the news was confirmed, the whole city became a sensation. The singers and actresses who were crowded in front of the Xiuxianmen swarmed to block the palace again. The poor prince was even more sobbing with joy. In the early morning, he flew from the villa outside the city, pulling all the immortals and insisting on a banquet as a reward. However, Yuchixiao and Meng Yunfei were both in the realm of fasting. Only Gong Wei was nibbling on a large pot of saliva chicken with relish. He no longer had enough chopsticks, and his hands were covered with red oil.

"If you want to arrest the ghost repairer, you must go to the Huangquan Underworld." Meng Yunfei sighed and said, "But how can a living person go to Huangquan in the flesh? Unless Xu Sect Master, Ying Alliance Master, or the Three Sects and Four Sages are such great powers in the world to damage their own longevity. Yuan is forced to break through the gate of Guiyuan at the cost, otherwise there is absolutely no possibility of doing it."

King Linjiang seemed to be dousing his head with a bucket of cold water: "What should I do now? Will the ghost repair come back tonight?"

Meng Yunfei said: "It's hard to say. It's rare for a ghost to make a mess for a hundred years, and why he singled out a stunning beauty, I can't think of it... Yuanju? What's wrong with you?"

On the other side of the round table, after Gong Wei had buried himself in the chicken bones that were rising like a hill, Yuchixiao looked at him in disbelief, and after a while he turned around blankly and asked:

"I'm very curious in my heart, my lord. What do you think of the little fairy in your heart now?"

King Linjiang said firmly to the chicken bone mountain: "Xianfeng Daogu! Out of this world!!"

"… "

"… "

Yuchixiao whispered to Meng Yunfei: "Why don't you send people back to Cangyang Mountain? Isn't that ghost repair only looking for stunning beauties? He probably doesn't look down on this kid..."

Gong Wei has been fond of human food since his last life, and especially loved chicken. He was the only one among the great cultivators of the world who refused to be inede. For this reason, he was ridiculed and ridiculed by major families for a long time. , can cultivate into an immortal body, and the reincarnation of the five grains is unclean. Therefore, the first requirement for accepting disciples of various sects is to be able to endure the suffering of inedia. The dignified Dean of Punishment and Punishment has no formal appearance all day. He can eat two pounds of braised chicken feet with a snack. He carries a handful of melon seeds and eats it wherever he goes. To discipline the children of other families who make mistakes

Gong Wei finally finished chewing on the last chicken bone, rubbed his fingers incessantly, and asked, "Is there any more?"

What a shame, was he a fox in his last life!

Yuchixiao raised his eyebrows just as he was about to scold, "Xiang Xiaoyuan" suddenly covered his right eye, and said weakly, "My eyes hurt. That ghost xiu beat me so badly last night."

"..." Yuchi Shaoxia, who was short-hearted and short-hearted, immediately lost three inches out of thin air.

King Linjiang hurriedly ordered his servants: "Kill all the chickens! Pass on the kitchen!"

Meng Yunfei has a silver crown with hair tied, and a robe with silver arrow sleeves inlaid with a moon-white background. He has a lean body and a gentle temperament. Hearing this, he leaned over to personally check the right eye of Xia Gongwei, which actually had no eyelashes, and said with guilt. : "To help the little son with justice, I should do everything possible to save it, but it is my fault to drag you into such a dangerous situation. It will never be the next time."

Gong Wei looked at him gratefully, and said that you look like a modest gentleman, but you are actually one of the culprits who brought me here as bait. Waiting for the two of you to come to the rescue, the little Charming Monster's body was cold last night, so next time, the principal will do it in person!

"Wang, lord!" At this moment, there was a commotion outside the door, and after a while, a long follower rushed in like a madman: "My lord is not good! There are dead people outside!"

The color of the whole room changed instantly, and Yuchixiao suddenly stood up: "Where?"

"Outside the palace, that, that group of girls!"

The Zhumen of the palace opened with a bang, and Yuchixiao led a group of students down the stone steps quickly, only to see the sound of crying on the bluestone long street, and the sedan chairs of the oiran and songstresses were crowded, leaving a large open space in the middle. Three or four women fell to the ground with blood on their heads, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

A woman in a lake blue dress waved the golden hairpin like crazy, but the frightened maids couldn't hold it, only to hear her cries with red face: "Little bitch! How can I be bullied by you?!" "Zhen Lang, Zhen Lang! Why do you want to redeem me if you don't love me? You misunderstood me!" As he spoke, he stabbed the sharp hairpin that dripped blood into his right eye!

She even stabbed her right eye!

Gong Wei suspected that the cloud suddenly rose, saying that it was too late, Yuchixiao waved his hand in the air, the golden hairpin came out, and the woman stabbed the air. She didn't give up, she slammed her head towards the tie-horse stake in front of the palace gate. Seeing that blood was about to splatter on the spot, Yuchixiao stood a few steps away and pressed down with his backhand.

Yuchixiao ordered in a low voice, "Go and stop her, she will bite her tongue!"

The servants of the palace were afraid that something would happen in front of their door, and several people rushed to grab her chin at the same time. At this moment, there was a sudden "zheng-" sound from the strings of the piano. The first time I heard it, it was like Mingyue in Songjian and Qingquan on Shishang, and then there was an unquestionable pressure on my face. The woman who was struggling to bite her tongue instantly straightened down. As soon as it was poured, the pearl jade hairpin ring bamboo fan sachet was scattered all over the ground.

It's Meng Yunfei!

Meng Yunfei held the piano with one hand and plucked the strings with one hand, and stepped out of the threshold of the palace. He was usually very gentle, but at this moment, his face was frosty, and he listened slightly, as if he was carefully discerning something in the invisible sound waves of the piano, and suddenly said, "Not good."

Yuchixiao's heart froze: "What?"

"It's coming."

- It's coming.

Behind Yuchixiao, Gong Wei seemed to sense something and slowly turned his head to look at the majestic palace.

At this time, the street was screaming, and I saw that the servants of the palace who were closest to the woman suddenly froze together, and then their expressions distorted. There was no time to stop them, and their heads fell to the ground with a thud; the others rushed towards the crowd with their knives like mad cows.

Everyone was running and stomping in panic, but Gong Wei seemed to be out of all the chaos, squinting his eyes and looking at the heights.

In the distance, on the glazed tile roof of the palace, a grey-robed ghost with no head, no face, and a long sword, commandingly, walked across the riotous long street and looked at him quietly.

No one can see it, and Xianjia Talisman can't sense it.

"...What the hell are you?" Gong Wei narrowed his eyes and thought.

The countless turning scarlet light spots in the ghost's hood flashed, like a mysterious smile.

With a loud bang, Meng Yunfei slapped the qin in front of him, plucked his fingers again, and the tone changed abruptly. In an instant, it was like a monstrous wave, and several men who were madly slashing people blanked their eyes at the same time, and stopped in a trance. Footsteps, when the machete fell to the ground. King Linjiang broke free from the guard's obstruction and rushed out of the Zhumen in a hurry. Seeing this, he said "Okay!" Before he could exit, suddenly a scream broke out on the other side not far away!

—I saw that with the woman who fell to the ground as the center of the circle, the surrounding rows of people suddenly seemed to be insane at the same time, some kneeling and tearing their chests, some rolling and crying in pain, some pulling their golden hairpins and stabbing them at the same time. In the throat, the situation changed suddenly in the blink of an eye, and five or six people fell to the ground at the same time!

Meng Yunfei was extremely angry: "Who is coming? How dare you do this!" After speaking, he suddenly stood up and slapped the steel strings with five fingers. The tune suddenly rose from the soothing and vast "Fixed Breath" to the murderous "Jiaguang". Xiang Shi The unconscious woman strode forward.

At this moment, the ghost shadow suddenly turned to Meng Yunfei's back, as if he had found something of great interest.

Gong Wei suddenly stopped drinking: "Don't go there!"

- It's too late.

With every step Meng Yunfei took, the pitch of the piano changed, and the savagery turned violent, and the frenzied crowd around him fell to the ground, like a living sea flattened. However, the moment he approached the center of the crowd, a ray of sun happened to leak from the layers of cloudy clouds, and there seemed to be a flash of light on the side of the woman.

Meng Yunfei's footsteps stopped abruptly, and his whole body froze in place.

Yuchixiao immediately noticed something was wrong: "Yunfei?"

Meng Yunfei turned his head inch by inch, his movements extremely stiff, as if he was using all his will to fight against some terrifying force. His eyes wandered for a while, struggled for a while, and stiffened for a while, then suddenly bloodshot eyes quickly spread out, and the sonorous sword was unsheathed.

The immortal sword was so prosperous that it was like a dragon coming out of the abyss, and it didn't hesitate to cut down on the terrified crowd.

He was also stunned!

With a deafening bang, Yuchixiao drew his sword hastily, held Meng Yunfei firmly, and without turning his head, shouted at the stunned crowd, "Don't run!"

At the moment when the reflective light flashed by the woman's side, Gong Wei's eyes flashed, his mind was completely blank, and then his heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

hit.

Although he clearly knew in his heart that he could not be controlled by this evil thing and had to break free immediately, his mind was unstoppably dazed. Immediately afterwards, the scene in front of him blurred like a patch of color smeared by water, the thick fog dispersed, and the cold wind on the distant horizon swept in—

call!

The wind ripped apart the fog, and Gong Wei's pupils instantly widened.

In front of him was no longer the chaotic Wangfu Street, but a wide and high platform with white jade pavilions and golden pillars. From the bottom of the platform, the gray-white mountains and rivers and the sea of pine trees could be seen in the distance.

- At the beginning of the twenty-eighth year of Taiyi, ascended to Xiantai.

It was the day he died.

Gong Wei gasped and lowered his head, knowing that it was an illusion, but there was a very real pain in his left heart again. Looking up along the blood-stained Reluctant Sword, a familiar hand was holding the hilt tightly. On top of that was Xu Shuangce's condescending face.

It's fake, it's all fake, in fact, I'm dead.

This is just an image created by evil, I have been dead for sixteen years!

Gong Wei seemed to be trapped in the dying body of the previous life, and suddenly felt his hand move involuntarily, followed by a "crack!" and grabbed the blade that was still piercing into the heart, letting the blood flow along. Five fingers flowed down: "... you... can't... "

Xu Shuangce's expression seemed to be shrouded in shadows and blurred.

Gong Wei heard his own voice in the illusion, choking with desperation: "I... I like you, Xu Shuangce, you can't treat me like this..."

As if a heavy hammer struck his soul trembling, Gong Wei thought incredulously: What am I talking about

His conditioned reflex wanted to struggle out of this body, but the self in the illusion was so weak that it was difficult to maintain even the simple action of looking up at the other party. He could only watch Xu Shuangce lean down in despair, those cold and familiar eyes finally emerged from the shadows, with a little bloodshot for some reason.

"Gong Wei," he said in a low voice with his sword-wielding hand despite the obstacles, slowly and ruthlessly, "You don't like me, you just—"

Snapped!

There was a sudden slap in the face, and the severe pain instantly pulled Gong Wei's sanity back, and his soul fell back to the body of "Xiang Xiaoyuan" from the air, almost staggering to the ground.

Yuchixiao grabbed him and shouted angrily: "Wake up for me! Don't run away!" Just as he raised his hand to hit him a second time, Gong Wei was instantly jolted, but he didn't even think about it. The conditioned reflex was ten times louder when his arms were rounded. -Snapped! !

Yu Chixiao: "..."

Gong Wei: "…"

Five red fingerprints quickly appeared on Yuchixiao's face, and he was stunned in place.

Gong Wei woke up like a dream, and quickly waved his hand: "...I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

There was a rumbling sound in his ears, and he saw that the surrounding long streets were full of mess, and dozens of people were lying on the ground, completely unable to see whether they were alive or dead. Meng Yunfei knelt down on one knee, soaked in blood, stuck his "Su Qing" sword on the ground to support his body, and was barely standing up.

Not far away was his deadly violin. Yuchixiao had snapped two steel strings in the struggle, and it was still emitting a humming echo that was causing a headache.

"Run! You will die if you stay here!" Yuchixiao didn't have time to think about the slap, and shouted in embarrassment: "Yunfei is the descendant of Lesheng, I can't restrain him, take the token from your waist to Jinmen to ask for a sword Zong comes out! Quick!!"

On the top of the palace in the distance, the faceless ghost seemed to be getting closer, for some reason it gave people a feeling of being half-smile but not smiling.

Gong Wei exhaled forcefully, and the violent dizziness and vomiting finally subsided slightly: "...I see."

Yuchixiao puzzled: "What?"

"It's fear."

Gong Wei seldom hated anyone. He had seen a lot of wicked children who had been admitted to the Penalty and Punishment Institute in his previous life, and almost none of them could make him angry. Even Xu Shuangce was never truly hated by him, not even in the sixteen years he was killed.

However, the illusion aroused endless fear, anger and despair, and the anger eager for revenge burned and roared in his chest like a beast.

Even now, as long as he recalled Xu Shuangce's cold, bloodshot eyes in the illusion, a huge hatred would arise in his heart involuntarily.

How can you treat me like this

I know - I know -

Gong Wei closed his eyes hard, and a bizarre thought suddenly appeared in his heart: Is the scene I saw really an illusion

That despair and anger are so real, could it be real, and the memories I thought I knew were fake

Have I really returned from the depths of Huangquan Hell? Is it Gong Wei or Xiang Xiaoyuan in this body now

"Xiang Xiaoyuan?" Yuchixiao became anxious, "Xiang Xiaoyuan!"

Gong Wei suddenly opened his eyes to forcibly separate himself from the chaotic emotions, and said hoarsely: "This is an illusion that allows people to see the most frightening scene in their hearts. Reality, so some people commit suicide with hatred, some people fight desperately, and finally die from exhaustion, it purely depends on what each person sees."

Therefore, when the oiran throws her robes, her mouth is full of bark and cotton wool. She sees that she loses her jewelry when she is old, and lives on the street without food; the bride chases the groom with a pair of scissors, and what she sees is her husband They beat themselves with anger, and rose up to resist when they were desperate; as for other victims of suicide, it was more or less related to what they were going through when they were in a nightmare, or their most unforgettable situation.

Gong Wei saw Shengxiantai sixteen years ago.

To a dead man, nothing is more terrifying than reliving it.

But there was a problem that he couldn't figure out: the activation of illusion must have a specific condition, either saying the same sentence or doing the same thing. How did the twenty-eight deceased be recruited before

"There is something in the woman's arms on the ground, which is the 'introduction' to activate the illusion. Once you see it glowing, you will be attacked. Be careful." Gong Wei took a breath, waved off Yuchixiao's support, and staggered to his feet and said, "I can't. Run. That thing has come, it's here, we have to fix it here."

Although Yu Chixiao was arrogant, his moral standards determined that he couldn't let such a low-level disciple risk his life, and he wanted to stop him immediately. At this moment, he saw Meng Yunfei staggeringly stood up, his face stiff and blue, and in the blink of an eye " "Su Qing" sword glow has come to the front—

Gong Wei stared at the ghost in the distance, and he didn't look at Yuchixiao or even Meng Yunfei in that critical moment.

At the moment when the blue sword light came to his head, he just waved it casually, only to hear a lightning-like sound of "Dang!", his fingertips missed the sword, and then he grabbed Meng Yunfei's arm with a snap, and smashed it away. The sword, with a kick in the chest, kicked the person at the unprepared Yuchixiao:

"—hold him down."

Immediately after that, he raised his sleeves, his face was as frosty as snow, he held the Supremacy Sword, and threw himself at the condescending Specter!