Fulu Rubik's Cube

Among the layers of fog, the first thing that caught Lanhe's eyes were countless Nether Cavalry.

These cavalry are divided into two types, one is the ghost cavalry who are covered in gray fog and walk on the edge of the fog.

Their figures are indeterminate in light and shade, showing a translucent shape. Through their illusory bodies, countless shadowy soldiers and ghosts can be seen indistinctly surging in the mist.

Whenever there are lonely ghosts in the mist who want to get rid of the dark energy and rush to the edge of the mist, these ghost cavalry will either shoot arrows with bows, or wield dark long axes and spears in their hands to wipe out all kinds of chaotic souls. Into a cloud of cloudiness.

In addition to this kind of ghost cavalry marching on the edge, there is also a strong ghost cavalry shrouded in bone armor.

This type of cavalry is different from ghost troopers, which have physical bodies.

White bones of different lengths criss-crossed and covered the body, and the hideous, dull bone armor seemed to cover a pair of bones outside its body.

He wore a pitch-black burqa with a hood over his shoulders, and wisps of dark mist hovered around the cavalry in an indeterminate manner.

Behind the Nether Cavalry, there was a black triangular flag, and the light flashed across the banner from time to time, incorporating the black mist scattered all around.

In addition, the magic weapon in their hands is shrouded in a gray-black ominous atmosphere, which not only has a miraculous effect on dealing with ghosts and ghosts, but also has a strong lethality on living things and physical objects.

On the waists of these Nether Cavalrymen, there is also a palm-sized 'Boundary Patrol Talisman' engraved with a spell command.

The 'Boundary Patrolling Talisman' is the lowest level of the Nether world's Talisman. In the human world, any level of the 'Ghost Patrol Talisman' can dispatch it.

But as long as they are protected by this talisman, these dark cavalry, full of evil spirits, can walk in the yin and yang realms at night, chasing and strangling lonely ghosts.

The most important thing is that this kind of ghost cavalry is like a living being, not only has its own independent will, but also shows a resolute, blatant, and fearless spirit.

This is extremely rare among ghost creatures with chaotic minds.

In addition, in this sea-like mist, there are countless translucent Yin soldiers with full armor and burqa belts marching in an orderly and silent manner.

In the queue, ghosts formed from the accumulation of Yin Qi appeared from time to time.

Those with a little spiritual wisdom will turn into yin qi and entangle themselves in the banners or armor and weapons of yin soldiers.

After continuously absorbing enough Yin Qi and gradually merging with the Netherworld, such ghosts can leave their marks in the Netherworld and become real creatures of the Netherworld, and will no longer be hunted and killed by ghosts.

At least half of the ghost creatures in the nether world belong to this category.

But those ghosts without intelligence will follow their instincts and try to get rid of the cloudy mist tide of the netherworld, and go to the human world to suck blood.

It's just that most of these souls who were dazed by the chaos were beheaded by ghost cavalry on the edge of the fog tide.

Of course, due to too many ghosts being generated, there are always some lucky ones who escaped the calamity of death, rushed out of the sea of ​​mist, and penetrated into the human world.

[-]% of the 'Town House' charms and 'Door God' portraits issued by the 'Boundary Patrol' in the secular world are prepared for these lonely ghosts.

Lan He turned his eyes slightly, looking at the front of the queue.

There, the gray-white wind rolled and spread outward like clouds and sea tides.

Two blood-red lanterns swayed and floated forward following the dark wind, and a vaguely hunchback figure staggered, moving forward step by step with the red lanterns.

He holds a gong in one hand and a mallet in the other. Every seven steps he walks, the gong must be struck.

"Hey~~~!"

A gong that penetrated the soul sounded in Lanhe's ears and heart again.

The sound of gongs can not only attract all kinds of lonely ghosts, but also bring warnings to normal people and make them retreat when they hear the sound.

At the moment when the gong sounded, there was a faint, gloomy and hoarse voice echoing in the night sky between heaven and earth.

"Hell soldiers cross the border~~~~ Strangers avoid~~~!"

"Hell soldiers cross the border~~~~ Strangers avoid~~~!"

"Hell soldiers cross the border~~~~ Strangers avoid~~~!"

Sometimes it is far and sometimes near, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes clear and sometimes fuzzy tones, and the faint singing voice mixed with the whispers of countless people, makes people want to cover their ears tightly, but also has an urge to listen carefully .

A few steps behind the hunched figure, four shadows can only be seen in outline.

Among them, one of the first two figures has a leopard tail, the other wears a bird's beak mask, the last two figures have a human face and a gill face, and the other figure is clearly in the shape of a human, but Lanhe thinks this person looks like a wasp no matter how he looks at it.

The four figures walked forward leisurely in two rows, and a rickety kid protruded from the shadows in front of each of them, holding a sign and walking forward with the shadow.

Lan He's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that each wooden sign was engraved with two rows of black and red marks like scratches of ghost claws, as if it had been burned by fire.

Lanhe was sure that he didn't know the handwriting on the wooden signs, but he silently read the words of the ghost charms in the four wooden signs.

'The child's hour is approaching, and the gate of hell is wide open! '

'The souls of the dead wander, and the ghosts walk in the night! '

'Don't get close to the timid, avoid strangers! '

'Don't do any evil, go home as soon as possible! '

'Hiss~, could it be that these four people are the four evil spirits in charge of arresting the souls of beasts, birds, fish, and reptiles in the legend? '

Lan He's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but look back at the four figures.

What came into view this time was two figures, one black and one white, which were hidden in the air and appeared from time to time.

A tall and thin man, covered in a white robe, with a smiley mask with white eyebrows and a white face on his face, his eyes revealing a gray-like dead color.

He sticks out his tongue and wears a tall hat with a pointed top on his head. On the hat, four characters are written in ghost symbols:
【Make money at first sight】

At the waist is a mourning stick made of willow with a human skull and leg bones pinned to a white cloth.

There is a copper bell on the top of this mourning stick, which is used to attract ghosts and ghosts, and can also disperse the souls of living beings.

The other person was wearing a black robe, with a broad body and a fat body. He wore a cold and dark mask, his eyes were as black as ink, and the word "World Peace" was written on the walnut official hat.

In his hand he held the same mourning stick, but wrapped in black cloth.

In addition, there are dark and heavy shackles, handcuffs and "soul locks" with curved claws hanging around their waists.

'Black and white impermanence! '

Lanhe let out a silent cry in his heart!

Her heart was beating violently, and she could even hear her own heartbeat like a drumbeat in her ears.

Unlike the four handsome men with leopard tail, bird beak, fish gills, and wasp, whose reputations are not obvious, these two are well-known in legends.

When seeing an existence that has only been recorded in legends or classics really appear in front of you, the huge psychological impact it brings is indescribable in words.

But after she took a closer look, she found that Black and White Wuchang seemed to have only a body but no soul. It just floated and walked stiffly with the hunchbacked spirit caller, and had no other movements.

"Wow~~Wow~~"

As Bai Wuchang continued to advance, there was a faint sound of chains in the night sky, and the Nether Fog Sea continued to expand and surge forward following his footsteps.

Behind Black and White Impermanence, a slightly weird Nether Cavalry lazily followed.

Its body is as fat as a bell, and the eight-foot-high skeleton horse can only keep its feet from dragging on the ground.

In addition, his face was as fair as an ordinary person's, and his pear-like figure was dressed in a translucent armor like black crystal, which did not show a little might, but a little bloated.

At this time, the weird Nether Cavalry's eyes were slightly closed, with a short stick stuck in his neck, and he was drowsing on the skeleton war horse and dozing off.

He also held two gray misty long ropes in his hands, and the other end of the ropes was looped around the necks of two huge ghosts over eight feet tall.

From time to time, desperate and painful faces disappeared from the faces, arms, legs, and everywhere of these two huge ghosts, as if someone had filled the bodies of these two ghosts with the souls of hundreds of people Same.

Lanhe saw it clearly, even though these two ghosts were more than eight feet tall, but every time the skeleton horse under the weird ghost cavalry took a step, the two ghosts would struggle to move forward.

But no matter how he struggled, his huge body seemed to have no weight, and he couldn't stop the weird cavalry for a moment.

Occasionally, if a ghost walks too slowly, it will be dragged to the ground in an instant, dragged forward like a torn bag.

Behind the two huge ghosts, hundreds of ghosts in white robes hung their heads, floating forward three feet from the ground like walking corpses.

Straws of white silk spread out from the sleeves and skirts of these ghosts in white robes. Wherever they passed, the green grass dried up and the ground froze into ice.

'Ecstasy Messenger! '

A terrible ghost that feeds on ghosts and ghosts.

Lanhe just took a look at these ghosts in white robes, and a chill came out of them.

She couldn't help yelling "no", knowing that as a stranger, she was staring at the creatures of the underworld for a long time and suffered backlash.

Bearing the discomfort, she turned her eyes away, but the moment she turned her eyes away, she couldn't help but take a last look at Misty.

I saw dense spears and vertical halberds like branches and leaves filling every corner of the mist, and underneath were endless Yin soldiers rolling up and down like surging tides.

Looking at the countless green eyes in the mist, which are as dense as stars and as many as constant sand, from far to near, Lanhe couldn't help but shuddered, and unconsciously dissipated the magical power of 'dimu', and dared not say more. Have a look.

When she came back to her senses, she felt her body was being shaken, and in a daze, she could faintly hear the slightly anxious shouts of seniors and juniors from far and near.

"Junior Sister, wake up!"

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, wake up~~Wake up~~~!"

The spirit returned to the 'Niwan Palace', and Lanhe slowly opened his eyes.

In sight, I saw Chang Ning and Yao Yang leaning forward, calling their names constantly.

'Strange, why did I fall asleep? '

Lan He was surprised, and asked casually:
"Brother, why did I fall asleep?"

An extremely unfamiliar hoarse voice came to Lanhe's ears.

Lan He was taken aback, she couldn't believe that the sound like a broken gong came from her own mouth.

She hadn't woken up from the horror, and gradually regained her eyesight, she looked at the two in front of her and was unconsciously stunned, and asked strangely:

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother, why do you two look so strange?"

Changning and Yaoyang were taken aback when they heard the sound, and after looking at each other, Qiqi turned to look at Lanhe. Changning asked:

"Junior Sister, what's so strange about the two of us?"

Lan He looked at the two people in front of him, wondering why they didn't notice such a simple matter, and said:

"Senior Brother, why do you and Junior Brother Yaoyang only have two colors of black and white?"

Before he finished speaking, a terrible thought suddenly flashed in Lan He's heart, and he turned his head to look around.

The speed and ferocity with which she turned her head made Yaoyang worried that her neck would be broken.

Lan He looked around in a daze.

I saw walls, pillars, floors, tables and chairs and everything I saw in front of me only appeared in black and white.

"What's going on here?"

After a while, Lan He trembled and asked.

Chang Ning glanced across Lan He's eyes, and within a few breaths, the pupils of Lan He's eyes had turned gray-white.

He roughly guessed the reason, let out a soft sigh in his heart, and said slowly:

"Junior Sister, just now I heard the sound of the gong, I entered the house first, but when I turned around, I saw you looking back into the distance.

He called you twice but didn't get an answer, so he took you into the room.

But no matter how my junior brother and I call to you, you seem to be trapped in a nightmare and cannot wake up.

I didn't see you open your eyes until just now."

Chang Ning hesitated for a moment, then continued:
"I guess Junior Sister hurt her eyes when she saw something she shouldn't see."

Seeing Lanhe's complexion changed drastically, Changning quickly said again:

"However, Junior Sister, there is no need to worry too much. I think this situation is only temporary, and it may recover after the fog dissipates."

After a pause, he said again;
"If you can't recover by yourself, after dawn, I will accompany you to find the teacher in the door for help.

Even if there is no way out in this sect, there should be a recovery technique for the 'Boundary Patrol' that opened the gate of hell, so don't worry about it, junior sister. "

After Chang Ning said a few words, there was no sound in the house.

Yaoyang stood aside, seeing the bright eyes and bright teeth in the past, the cheerful senior sister suddenly became silent, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

There was not even the sound of breathing in the silent house, but the sound of gongs and creepy squeaky sounds kept coming from outside the house.

"Hey~~!"

"Yin soldiers~~transit~~, strangers~~~avoid~~!"

The twists and turns and melodious weird tone like a drama did not bring a wonderful feeling to the ears of the three of them. On the contrary, there was a kind of panic that their hearts were stretched and tightened, and they fell into the bottomless abyss empty.

Yaoyang glanced at the gate.

The closed door did not bring him a sense of security, and the special supernatural powers of his ears allowed him to hear sounds that other people could not hear at all.

But the senior sister had learned from the past, and he did not dare to use his supernatural powers to listen to the news from outside, but there was always the sound of tiles rubbing against the ground that kept coming to his ears.

Pacing a few steps in the room irritably, Yaoyang shouted anxiously:

"It's all to blame for the 'Xunjietai'. If it wasn't for the sacrificial ceremony, how could there be Yin soldiers here, and the eyes of the senior sister would not be there."

Chang Ning said decisively:

"Junior brother.!"

Yaoyang reacted abruptly, and apologized to Lanhe:

"Sister."

Lanhe had already woken up from the great panic at this time, and before Yaoyang could finish explaining, he said softly:

"It doesn't matter, this matter is my own fault, and it has nothing to do with the 'Boundary Patrol'.

As early as when I was waiting for the inspection, the Zongmen had repeatedly told me that "Once something abnormal is found, remember not to spy or visit outside." "

After a word, the room returned to silence again.

Lanhe looked towards the front of the central hall where the three of them were.

The central hall of the 'Baifu' is not a meeting place, but an ancestral hall of the clan.

Hundreds of spiritual seats are divided into seven rows and enshrined on the front. Long white linen curtains are hung on both sides of the spiritual seats.

A futon with a diameter of about one foot was placed upright in the open space below the seven rows of spiritual seats.

Lan He's gaze swept across the top of the three rows of spiritual seats.

'Dedicated to the spirit of Taigong, the ancestor of Bai's three generations and five suits'

Moving his gaze down, Lanhe's eyes fixed on the two spiritual positions in the middle of the sixth row.

"Therefore, it is obvious that Duke Bai taboos the spiritual position of Lord Zhaolin"

'Therefore, the spiritual position of Yunjuan, the concubine Murong Ruren, was displayed'

The reason why Lanhe's gaze was fixed on these two spiritual positions was because these two spiritual positions were shining with golden light in her eyes.

The golden light like the rising sun is particularly conspicuous against the other black and white backgrounds.

'Who are these two people? '

'And who set up the spiritual seats for them? '

Lan He was puzzled, turned his head to look at Chang Ning and Yao Yang, and guessed that they hadn't noticed any abnormalities in these two spiritual seats, otherwise they would not have reacted to the abnormalities.

His gaze moved down again, and his gaze stopped on the seventh floor spiritual position.

There is only one spiritual seat in the seventh row, and this spiritual seat is still lying on the altar.

Lanhe stepped forward two steps in a strange way, and raised his hand to help the fallen spirit seat up.

But after she saw the handwriting on the spirit tablet, her heart stopped suddenly.

'How could it be him? '(end of this chapter)