After I worshipped Bodhi, I was invincible

Chapter 197 The Rotten Meat Under the Bed

The monk took the order and flew away.

Fang Lingyun still held the broken bone in her hand, and there was still a familiar aura on the broken bone.

This is the only remnant of her biological brother Fang Yin!
Countless pictures flowed through Fang Lingyun's mind, and her emotions were unstable, like messy intertwined lines, and two emotions, rational and emotional, were entangled endlessly.

Carrying a middle-grade spiritual weapon, in Fang Lingyun's consciousness, Fang Yin should not die in the melee.

The medium-grade Broken Yinling can even control the demon cultivator of Taiyi True Immortal. How could he die in the melee? In Huaguo Mountain, besides Sun Wukong, who is a golden immortal, the strongest demon king in the 72 caves is no more than a true immortal.

As for the wolf demon, Fang Lingyun naturally knew about it.

The wolf demon's cultivation base is around the Taiyi True Immortal, even if he is fighting against Fang Yin, it is impossible to resist Duan Yinling's control.

But...the fact still happened.

Not only did Fang Yin die unexpectedly, he was even eaten up by various demon kings, leaving only a few blood-stained broken bones.

It is the norm to kill enemies on the battlefield and part with life or death.

Fang Lingyun is well aware of this, and naturally knows that now that the scuffle is over, if she continues to entangle with personal grievances, it will inevitably lead to people's tongues, and it is not the behavior of a decent monk.

She also knew very well that Ao Jue was not at fault, but his veins were broken by Fang Yin, and his future practice might be difficult.

She, Fang Lingyun, understands all of this very well.

However, Fang Lingyun always remembered that she was the one who caused Fang Yin to become what she is now.

If Fang Yin didn't cut her flesh and bones, she, Fang Lingyun, would have died thousands of years ago.

She owed Fang Yin her life.

The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid with a spring, not to mention the kindness of saving a life, and it is also mixed with family affection.

His eyes stared at the blood-stained broken bone in his hand, and his heart felt as if he had been stabbed with a sword, dripping with blood.

Fang Yin is her only relative.

Fang Lingyun wrapped Fang Yin's broken bone in gauze, and found a blessed place in the fairy mountain to bury and erect a monument.

Fang Lingyun, who was wearing a white robe, stood in front of the tombstone for a long time, the cold wind blowing against her face, and her robe rustling.

The sky is dark, I don't know geometry.

……

As night fell, it rained continuously outside the window.

The pattering sound of the rain was endless, and Fang Lingyun sat cross-legged on the head of the bed, but she always felt uneasy.

Pictures from thousands of years ago flooded into her mind, and she seemed to still be able to see her younger brother leaning against the candlelight, looking up and asking her, "Sister, when will we be able to control the sword between heaven and earth? Like a fairy, we can slay demons and defend the Tao." ?”

"It's definitely possible. If it doesn't work for ten years, it will be a hundred years. If it doesn't work for a hundred years, it will be a thousand years. One day, you will be able to ascend to immortality and protect one side."

But as the memory deepened, suddenly, Fang Yin's face was covered with blood.

Fang Yin knelt on the ground, his flesh festered, his maggot-covered fingers covering his cheeks, and large balls of filthy blood soup gushed out of Fang Yin's mouth.

Fang Yin dragged his mutilated body, his voice trembling.

"Sister, why didn't you save me? Sister, you clearly knew that the melee in Huaguo Mountain was dangerous, so why did you send me to fight?"

Hoarse shouts echoed around, and the ground was covered with sticky minced meat.

"Why didn't you save me, why... I tried my best to save you back then, why don't you save me now? You are my only relative, you are my own sister!"

Bloody fingers pinched Fang Lingyun's neck.

On Fang Yin's festered face, two round eyeballs half fell off, with veins and pieces of flesh attached.

His fingers became stronger and stronger, and Fang Lingyun's lungs seemed to be filled with river water, and the air in her chest was sucked out bit by bit.

The feeling of dying oppressed Fang Lingyun's nerves.

Fang Lingyun looked at Fang Yin's bruised face and her eyeballs shaking back and forth.

His mouth was also full of blood, and when he screamed, he could see broken teeth and a tongue that was bitten by sharp teeth.

"Do you know how painful it is to be bitten off piece by piece? Sister, do you know how painful it was when I died?"

Fang Yin cried.

Five fingers inserted into Fang Lingyun's neck, and warm blood flowed down slowly.

……

"Fang Yin, Fang Yin!"

Her fingers trembled, Fang Lingyun broke free from the illusion suddenly, a layer of cold sweat broke out from her body.

The previous scene was vivid, and he could even smell the strong smell of blood on Fang Yin's body. She was about to fall into the devil's way, and her cultivation base would be ruined!

Her chest rose and fell, Fang Lingyun was still in shock.

Cold sweat slowly slid down his forehead, and the heavy rain outside the house has not stopped.

It is rainy near the sea in Pengqiu, and the vegetation has always been lush.

The bushes outside the house swayed from side to side like withered claws. A crane seemed to be frightened, and suddenly flew into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

Fang Lingyun frowned, she seemed to really smell blood.

But this breath was very weak, and when he wanted to find out the source of the breath, it disappeared in an instant.

A few days later, Fang Lingyun went to the heaven to have a banquet.

It is said that Monkey King, who was making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, was crushed under the mountain by the Tathagata. The Tathagata turned the five-finger phantom into gold, wood, water, fire, five joint mountains, called it "Five Elements Mountain", and cast a spell on it to make it Trapped the monster monkey in it.

As for the wolf demon sent to investigate, according to the gods, it was captured by the king of heaven and killed on the demon killing platform.

The wolf demon is dead, and Fang Yin's revenge can be regarded as revenge.

But Fang Lingyun's heart was not at ease, because in the Xuanji Palace in Pengqiu, she smelled the faint smell of blood again.

In other words, the smell of blood is getting heavier and heavier.

Finally, Fang Lingyun found the source of the smell, which was the black-red flesh attached to the bottom of the bed.

The black flesh trembled slightly, as if it was some kind of living thing.

Fang Lingyun cast a spell to clean up the monster's flesh, but did not judge the racial characteristics of the thing, it was just an ordinary parasitic monster.

But as time went by, instead of being able to clean up the strange meat under the bed, there were more and more of them.

The black and red minced meat crawled back and forth under the bed, making strange whispers.

At noon one day, Fang Lingyun circulated her spiritual power and burned it with the real fire of Samadhi.

But still to no avail.

In the flames, Minced Meat made a human voice, which was very hoarse at first and could not be fully heard, but after a while, the words became more and more clear.

"It wasn't the wolf demon that killed Fang Yin, it wasn't the wolf demon that killed Fang Yin..."

In the raging fire, two pieces of minced meat opened and closed, and a middle-aged man's voice came out.

Fang Lingyun frowned, with a murderous look in her eyes.

"You shapeless bastard, if you continue to confuse people with your lies, this deity will make you crumble and die!"

The minced meat let out a sharp laugh.

"Ao Jue didn't die, and the wolf demon didn't kill Ao Jue, don't you think it's strange? A wolf demon from a real Taiyi immortal can resist Duan Yinling's manipulation. The truth is right in front of you, so why bother to deceive yourself? "

The anger in Fang Lingyun's eyes gradually disappeared, and she knew very well that what the monster said was right.

Fang Yin's death was indeed full of doubts. Besides, no matter how this monster appeared or what it said, she had to be more vigilant.

The minced meat attached to the bed board seemed to feel Fang Lingyun's shaking, and it shook its body again, persuasively.

"I can help you, and I can tell you everything."

(End of this chapter)