too affectionate

Chapter 953

In the desert, all the ghosts had already rushed towards the crowd, and there were screams one after another.

Ghosts are dead people who have nothing but their souls.And the only thing that can't be hurt in the world is the soul.

When the weak birds and beasts meet people, even if they are invincible, they still have a set of minions and a bit of resistance.

But when a person encounters a ghost, whether it is a sword, a spear, a halberd, or determination, they can't hurt the ghost in the slightest, and they are all meat on the chopping board.

Therefore, this battle between humans and ghosts is not so much a war as a one-sided massacre.

And anyone who has become a ghost is either a vicious sinner, or a person who has died in vain or unjust death in the world.

If they can survive among the ghosts, they are already the wicked among the wicked and the sinners among the sinners.

And before tonight, the beast way has been sealed for hundreds of years, locking these evil spirits in ghost spirits.

Now, after hundreds of years of prohibition, the evil spirit has finally broken out of its cage, without the slightest restraint and worries.

All the ferocity, all the hatred, all surged up, making them revel in wanton revelry.

And Xuan Wanyan, who was in charge of all this, Xuan Wanyan, the most evil ghost, and Xuan Wanyan, the ghost master, stood where she was, watching the carnival from a distance.

The evil spirits rushed forward like a tide, leaving her only corpses all over the ground and the wind and sand all over the sky.

Looking at the ghost I brought, like a beast pouncing on food, biting the enemy who hurt my loved ones, how should I feel.

no one knows.

Wanyan's hand carrying the lantern was already hanging by her side, the faint blue will-o'-the-wisp shone on her red skirt, but her face could not be seen.

At this time, the ghost master is like a nameless headless ghost with a lantern.

In fact, in the darkness, her eyes were always fixed on one place - the Hall of Death and Life.

She saw a light come on there and blew it out.

Throughout the whole night, in the window lattice of the Death and Life Hall, not a single candle was lit.

Maybe it was the people inside who foolishly thought that she was standing at the door of the house but didn't go in, just because the lights were on inside.

Wanyan sighed softly in her heart, insinuating that she has been a ghost for a hundred days, why do she still have some bad habits that only people have.

Like sad.

It's not that she won't go in, it's that she can't.

From the day she left the animal way, everything can't go back.

After becoming a ghost, it is easy to return to the human world, but after returning to the human world, it is no longer possible.

When the sky is wiped with a touch of milky white, this carnival that only belongs to the night is coming to an end.

When the evil spirits withdrew, the 200 million rebellious army who were full of confidence and wanted to set fire to the Poison Lord's spiritual tablet had no more survivors.

In the Hall of Death and Life, everyone was rescued after being knocked unconscious.

When they first woke up, everyone's brains were blank, they didn't know what happened, they could only guard Yiqianzi's body, weeping as quietly as possible.

Jing Shijialan was the last one to wake up. When he opened his eyes, he only said one sentence.

"She has come back."

He sat up with difficulty, raised his hand, and extinguished all the lights in the hall.

With the lights on, she won't be able to get in.

After that, he stumbled and wanted to rush out, but was blocked by a group of evil spirits.

It's absurd to say that a group of people are driven to a dead end by their own kind, but in the end they are guarded by a group of ghosts.

It's even more absurd to say that the supreme being in the world can't do anything to a few evil spirits, so he can only be trapped.

And the most absurd thing is that they are obviously facing a person who they think is powerless, but these notorious evil spirits are all respectful and polite, and there is a little smile on the green face and fangs .

No matter what people say, they only have one sentence.

"Our ghost master has an order that we cannot let any of you leave this house."

After all, people did not dare to mention that name, and only asked tremblingly: "Ghost master...is that her?"

All the ghosts looked at each other, and it was still the one with the green face and tall hat, who walked to the door and stood with his head bowed, not stepping an inch inside the door, and said with a gentle smile:
"It doesn't matter if she is or not, and it doesn't matter who she is. The important thing is that there are ghosts and ghosts, and the Lord is the only Lord."

After finishing speaking, he smiled again and said: "Excuse me for my stupidity, and I would like to ask you all to move that little benefactor inside.

It is unlucky for the living to see ghosts, and it is even more unlucky for the dead to see ghosts.

This is the time when the little benefactor's soul is withdrawn, so don't dirty the little benefactor's path of reincarnation just because of fools. "

"you!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was punched hard in the heart, it was very painful, but they couldn't speak.

They were talking about themselves, but she was also one of them.

In the early hours of the morning, a few living people actually came, carrying a coffin, all of them were so frightened that they lost their minds.

They would talk about ghosts and people at other times, and they said it upside down several times before everyone understood what they meant:
They are carpenters captured by a female ghost from the nearest town. This is the coffin they made overnight.

They also specially emphasized that only people have handled the coffin and no ghosts have touched it, telling them to rest assured that it will be used by the dead.

It is self-evident who made them emphasize this.

Seeing that after pretending to bury Yiqianzi, everyone in the hall was out of their minds. The green-faced ghost stood at the door and said slowly:

"Ghosts treat themselves as human beings, and it is the hardest thing to live among ghosts.

Only by treating yourself as a ghost can you survive in the ghostly creature.

The ghost master is like this, everyone should be happy for the master. "

No one spoke, and after a long time, Xuan Yi lowered his head and asked, "Is she there... is she doing okay?"

After asking this question, Xuan Yi wanted to slap himself.

Being in the ghost world, all you see are evil spirits, and all you do is kill.Is there anything good or bad about this?
However, the green-faced ghost smiled and answered the wrong question:

"Xiayu is a law-eater who defies the rules of the law. Xiayu must be the only dictator in the world.

My lord over the ghosts is the sun, the moon, the heaven and the earth in the human world, and I am the god and creator of the world.

Is this good, or not? "

It wasn't until the sky began to fade away that all the ghosts retreated together.

Although the bone skin umbrella can block light, it can only be faint light, such as moonlight.

If the sun comes out, even with a bone umbrella, the evil spirits will have nowhere to hide in the world.

After all the ghosts left, the ghosts guarding the Hall of Death and Life finally left.

With no restrictions, everyone immediately rushed out of the palace gate, towards the direction where the ghosts retreated, thinking of seeing Wanyan again.

Only Jing Shijialan, he slowly moved to the back door of the Hall of Death and Life, exhausted his last strength, and jumped onto the roof of the Hall of Death and Life with difficulty.

On the ridge of the roof, a girl in red held a lantern and held an umbrella, watching the figures of His Highness rushing out one by one.

Is it because people will be extra thin after losing their physique?
Why is the person who once controlled the wind, now standing in the wind, but is crumbling, as if he is about to be blown away by the wind.

And the ghost doesn't even have a drop of blood, so why can he shed tears.

Hearing the noise, Wanyan turned her head abruptly, and saw Jing Shijialan.

With their eyes facing each other, a pair of miserable people separated by life and death, unexpectedly couldn't say a word.

Speaking of which, Wanyan and Jing Shijialan really have a predestined relationship with the roof.

Talking to each other and expressing our hearts is on the roof.

Draw your swords to face each other, cut the past and the past, it is on the roof.

Now, passing through yin and yang, separated by life and death, is still on the roof.

"Xuan Wanyan..." Jing Shijialan called her, and was about to run towards him.

Then, he saw Wanyan slowly lift up the bone lantern, every inch of it, tears fell down.

As the will-o'-the-wisp was raised higher and higher, Wanyan's face became clearer and clearer, so clear that Jing Shijialan could see herself in her tears.

call.

Wanyan blew lightly.

As if waking up from a dream, there was no one in front of Jing Shijialan, not even a gust of wind remained.

Only four words fell gently.

People and ghosts have different ways.

　Really tortured me hard! ! !Why is Miss Yan so miserable! !Baby don't cry don't cry!You are not a ghost, you are your mother's god, woo woo woo, even if you are a ghost, you are still a cute ghost! ! !
　　Oh, yes, dears, in fact, the Dharma-eaters in Chinese mythology were not anxious enough to be reincarnated in life, and after becoming ghosts, they like to get close to the good law and promote the good law (woooooo, I understand it very well Shallow, please correct me if I am wrong
　　Because we are all overhead, so I boldly tampered with a wave, if the treasures feel inappropriate, I will adjust it again~

　　If there is any problem, let's communicate with muamua~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)