The sound of footsteps coming from far away is slow and sticky, just like a drowning person climbing up to the shore and dragging the water plants to walk, step by step, as the footsteps approach slowly, a cold air comes through .
Liao Gan struggled to think about the few words in "Customs and Strategies": "It's dark and no one can go, and the darkness is dark. Don't speak loudly, for fear of frightening the people in the spring." Damn, what a trick Why didn't the book say what to do when encountering a situation where the ghost world and the sun world are connected during the day
The knife in his hand shone slightly, and Liao Gan kept cursing inwardly.
If he knew that after the accident in the Qingming Pagoda, the space would be disordered, the five elements would be chaotic, and the yin and yang would be interconnected, he would definitely prepare more things to drive away ghosts and evil spirits. But it's too late to say anything now, Liao Gan can only bite the bullet and say it - the heavens are pitiful, the disciples of the Kyushu Bank are divided into "Shang" and "Wu", he is a pure business disciple!
When I was greeted by the elders who appointed me to Bingzhou, the cold air had already passed through the gate of the arsenal.
Under Liao Qian's gaze, the outline of a human body slowly emerged from the iron gate—Yegui. This kind of resentful ghosts in legends, they will wander in places shrouded in the breath of the ghost world, and when they meet the surviving people, they will drag them into the dark netherworld. And night ghosts often travel in groups.
It has been a few days since the Qingming Pagoda had an accident. Liao Gan once saw a ghost entrance suddenly appearing in Bingzhou City from a distance. The disciple of the Beast Master Sect who came to investigate here was dragged into the ghost world and never came out again.
The Nether Entrance appeared irregularly. In the past few days, he had not directly encountered the large ghost world formed by the space disorder under the Qingming Pagoda.
But that luck might be running out now.
A faint cold air has risen on the iron gate. Under Liao Qian's gaze, many tentacle-like black air in the blue mist spread out from the gap in the door, all the way up, and those black air slowly rose and swept, like The demon vines dancing to the sound on Mount Tai. Then one black shadow after another slowly appeared on the iron gate.
Those black shadows were very tall, half humanoid, and their bodies seemed to be covered with layers of black veils.
Liao Qian shivered slowly.
The iron gate of the arsenal can't block these shadows, their figures slowly seep in from the iron gate!
hell! The legendary night ghosts turned out to be such a kind of existence formed by the condensation of resentment, they can switch between solid and incorporeal.
Those shadows wrapped in black mist "seeped" out of the iron gate, and as they permeated, the iron gate was completely wrapped in black air—this is a symbol of the iron gate being brought into the ghost world. Fortunately, Liao Gan dragged the young man from Jiuxuanmen to the pile of spirit weapons behind him, otherwise he would have been swallowed by the night ghosts and entered the ghost world.
Liao Qian took a few steps back.
Layer upon layer of black shadows "seeped" out from the iron gate, slowly approaching Liao Gan and the young man from Jiuxuanmen. After they passed through the gate, the formation formed by the young people of Jiuxuanmen suddenly lit up behind the iron gate of the arsenal, and a ball of dazzling silver light exploded from the ground, rolling down on the ground like lightning.
An upright aura filled the front of him, and the bright silver light illuminated the space in front of him.
Those overlapping black shadows receded quickly under the silver light, and the first few black shadows were ignited by the silver light, twisting and giving out sharp wailing full of resentment.
Liao Gan couldn't help applauding that unknown disciple of the Nine Xuanmen.
In such a short period of time, such a powerful formation can be deployed! Even the group of stingy ghosts from the Wanzhen Sect are nothing more than that!
But Liao Gan soon realized that he cheered too early, the bright silver light was only a flash in the pan, and soon disappeared, the arsenal returned to darkness, the cold atmosphere returned, and the night ghosts who surrounded them were only temporarily Forced to retreat a distance.
At the moment when Liao Qian was stunned, he suddenly felt a pain in his head, as if he had been hit hard by something, and his vision suddenly became blurred.
Countless whispers poured into Liao Qian's mind from all directions, and the cold sweat fell from his forehead with a splash, and he half knelt on the ground with a plop.
He suddenly remembered!
He suddenly remembered the remaining part of the description of the night ghost in "Custom Tongji"!
- "The end of resentment, hearing the sound returns to the underworld".
Night ghosts will make voices from the dead and from the underworld, and those who hear this voice will follow them and be dragged into the darkness together by them. Liao Gan was just piled up by the pills, and the watery Yuan Dan's initial state, his own spiritual consciousness was like paper.
The noisy and disorderly voices in my mind are the murmurs of an unknown number of people. Those voices are erratic and distant, with an indescribable coldness, full of malice. Those malice come from the jealousy and anger of the dead towards the living. In a daze, those illusory figures stretched out their hands.
The cold air like dead lake water climbed up from the hands and feet bit by bit, the black air coiled around, and the muscles where it passed were frozen, and they lost the ability to move.
Liao Qian's pupils began to gradually collapse, and thousands of erratic and cold voices in his mind were calling him.
He stood up unsteadily, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Seemingly invisible black shadows surrounded Liao Gan, wrapped in black mist, reaching out to him.
"idiot!"
At the moment when Ye Gui's hand was about to grab Liao Gan, a voice sounded like thunder, shaking him out from the murmurs of countless people. When the spiritual consciousness returned, Liao Qian's pupils reflected the figure of the night ghost approaching to the extreme. He widened his eyes in fear, and tried to pick up the knife but couldn't move. The blood in his limbs seemed to be congealed.
"Nine mysteries return to one!"
A low roar of anger sounded from behind, and a wave of air that was so warm that it was almost scorching hot burst out from behind, and a semi-arc wave of air swept out from behind, shaking away the gathered night ghosts.
It was the Jiuxuanmen disciple who had fainted just now.
He didn't know when he woke up, standing staggeringly, holding a strange weapon in his hand, his face was so pale that he didn't look like a living person.
In ecstasy, Liao Gan blurted out the words: "You're fucking awake, I'm free from the suspicion of murdering you!"
-damn it! He now feels that the people of Jiuxuanmen are the most handsome in the world, and Jiuxuanmen is the most powerful sect in the Twelve Dynasties!
In fact, before this, Liao Gan always thought that the people of Jiuxuanmen were a group of lunatics who were cruel to others and even more cruel to themselves. Where did the Jiuxuan of their sect come from? "Nine-turn Xuanmen of Life and Death opens", damn it, nine is an infinite number, that is to say, disciples of Nine-xuanmen must push themselves to life and death if they want to achieve success in cultivation.
This is also where the words of geniuses and lunatics from Jiuxuanmen come from.
But Liao Gan has never felt so majestic and incomparable that the people of Jiuxuanmen have come home! It's so fucking reliable! In the future, if someone says that the people of Jiuxuanmen are all lunatics, he will be the first to refute!
"run!"
The young people of Jiuxuanmen didn't know that in just a short moment, the worship of Jiuxuanmen in Liao Qian's heart was like a surging river, rising infinitely. Panting heavily, he stood staggeringly and roared angrily, the strange weapon in his hand swung sideways, looking like it was broken.
Liao Qian was stunned suddenly.
The young man from Jiuxuanmen was standing, and he didn't speak a word except for the word "running", his pupils collapsed - this guy has actually reached his limit, and he is just standing on his feet right now.
"What the hell?" Liao Gan blushed, "Is this a wimp who would abandon his companions and run away? I—"
"—I must be running with my companion on my back!"
After the words fell, Liao Gan found something out of nowhere, sprayed it with a mouthful of blood, and threw it away. The golden light burst out, and the faint Sanskrit sound echoed in the air. It was a magic talisman that Liao Qian had previously used to suppress the bottom of the box.
When the talisman exploded, Liao Gan picked up the unconscious disciple of Jiuxuanmen on his back, turned around and rushed towards the window closest to them. The window was nailed with fine steel, and there was no way to open it. Liao Gan waved his hand and threw another talisman onto it, blasting the window open.
He got out of the hole with the young man on his back in a state of embarrassment and started running for life.
This was definitely the fastest run he had ever run in his life, and the chill behind him lingered. Behind his back, Liao Gan felt that he was already running fast, but in fact he was almost as fast as ordinary people walking a little faster. Ye Gui's murmur resounded in his mind again, and he didn't need to turn his head to know that there must be an unknown number of shadows behind him.
Liao Gan never concealed his timidity, and never wanted to pretend that he was a good person.
He is a businessman through and through, and he always feels that there is nothing in the world that does not have to be paid for, but now he has met a real idiot, a real idiot—not a idiot, who would be willing to die for a completely unknown person After the break
Are the people of Jiuxuanmen all lunatics
Others are lunatics, he is not, but men sometimes have to live with a little bit of backbone, what kind of thing is it if you leave your savior and run away after someone breaks up for you? Business has its own way, and Liao Gan felt that his goal was to become a well-known Confucian businessman like the patriarch, not a short-sighted local rich man.
The strength fed by the elixir is ultimately fed by the elixir.
After running not far, Liao Gan suddenly felt a biting cold on his ankles, stumbled when he took a step, and fell face down on the ground. Before he got up, he felt the person on his back being slowly pulled backwards. Liao Gan was startled and turned his head abruptly, only to see Ye Gui's lingering figure not far away.
The night ghost itself was not moving fast, and hadn't caught up yet.
It was those vine-like black air that grabbed the young man of Jiuxuanmen.
"Fuck! Let me go!" Liao Qian yelled angrily, stretched out his hands and grabbed the young man's arms tightly, fighting against those black auras, his round face with a friendly face was at this moment There was a trace of ruthlessness.
But it didn't work.
When he pulled the young man back bit by bit, the black shadow behind him had already caught up.
Liao Gan has never hated himself so much at this moment. He is still not rich enough, otherwise dozens of hundreds of Thunder and Azure Dragon Formation Talismans will be thrown on it, and what are these ghost things
Ye Gui's murmurs came again like a tide, coming from all directions, Liao Qian's pupils dilated slowly, his eyes began to spread, his hands mechanically grabbed the young man's arms, but he and himself were also moving one by one. Everywhere was swallowed by black air.
Just when the black shadow was slowly approaching and the outstretched hand in the black mist was about to touch the young man, a sword sound suddenly sounded.
That was the sound of a long sword being unsheathed.
Clear and cold.
The sound of the sword seemed to come from afar, but it rang clearly in my ears. Liao Gan only felt that he had been doused in ice water, and the murmurs of night ghosts from all directions suddenly disappeared, and he suddenly woke up.
Then he saw a sword light.