Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

The ghosts in the cabinet seemed to feel a huge pressure, and the cracks on the top that were about to heal again appeared to spread again, spreading like a spider's web.

Li Daoxuan just looked at it quietly, the golden light between the eyebrows and the sky eyes became brighter and brighter, like golden lightning bolts.

The surrounding blood gushes out, as if it wants to pollute Li Daoxuan's body, but it can never enter within three feet of him, as if there is an invisible barrier there.

In the eyes of ghosts, Li Daoxuan at this moment is like a big sun walking, and the invisible pure Yang Qi is like a golden fire, burning blazingly, turning the world into a melting pot.

The blood was the strength and resentment he had accumulated for many years, but at this moment, under the opponent's pure yang qi, it quickly evaporated and turned into nothing.

"What did you figure out in the word test just now?"

Li Daoxuan didn't directly ask about Changle's situation, but first asked about the word test and tried its ability.

The cabinet trembled, and bloody water formed a line of words on the ground.

"I can't figure it out...it's almost broken..."

Although it was just handwriting, for some reason, Li Daoxuan seemed to see its fear and grievance in it.

But after thinking about it, it makes sense.

Although this ghost is special, it is only a fierce ghost in the Yin God Realm, and it is still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the ghost king. It is okay to calculate the fate of ordinary people, but it is too difficult to calculate the fate of oneself.

It should be known that Li Daoxuan has already half-stepped into the Yang God Realm, and at the same time he was canonized as the Great Master of the Tang Dynasty. It can be guessed.

What's more, Li Daoxuan was still counting on marriage, and he still wrote the word "green".

If it was counted on the Tsing Yi Empress, it would be considered luck not to be broken into powder.

"Then let me ask you again, has Chang Le ever been here?"

The cabinet became silent, and the ghost inside didn't seem to want to talk about this topic.

Li Daoxuan's heavenly eyes suddenly shot out a golden light, piercing through the cabinet, revealing a deep and dark hole, the burn marks spread rapidly, and the whole cabinet was trembling and smoking.

Blood condensed into writing.

"I promised my friend... I can't say..."

Li Daoxuan didn't speak, the jade fan in his hand suddenly turned into a small and exquisite sword box, opened it, revealing three exquisite small swords, red, white and black.

As if feeling the evil spirit, the three small swords began to dance at the same time, making clear groans.

Under these three astonishing sword intents, the cracks on the cabinet continued to spread, conveying a strong panic.

"She has been here...but has left..."

"Where did you go?"

"do not know……"

Li Daoxuan snorted coldly, raised his finger lightly, and the Chixiao Sword flew out. The sword's edge locked on the ghost in the cabinet, and was about to split it open.

He has already seen that this cabinet has a deep connection with the ghost inside, if the cabinet is gone, the ghost will also be seriously injured.

"Don't kill me... I really don't know where Yan'er took her..."

Li Daoxuan's eyes narrowed slightly, the Chixiao sword did not pierce, but hovered around his body, ready to go.

The name Yan'er caught his attention. Changle seemed to trust her very much and called her sister. Li Daoxuan once thought she was a member of the royal family, but today Empress Changsun said that there is no such person in the palace!
"Who is Yan'er, and what is your relationship with her?"

Li Daoxuan continued to ask.

This time, the ghost in the cabinet didn't dare to hide anything, and told everything frankly.

It turned out that he was originally from the end of the Sui Dynasty. He had a very strong spiritual sense since he was a child. He could not only see ghosts and gods, but also occasionally see future events in dreams.

When he was six years old, he dreamed that a boat of people drowned in Weishui. At that time, he told it to save people, but no one would believe it, but then the boat sank and no one survived.

After that, he successfully predicted some disasters and became a well-known soul boy in ten miles and eight villages.

When he was nine years old, an old Taoist wandered here, and when he heard about it, he took him in as an apprentice. He thought he would be able to step into the road of cultivation from now on, but he didn't think that the old Taoist's purpose was just to raise little ghosts!

The old Taoist slashed his face with a dagger, and locked him in a dark closet. He could only eat one meal a day, which was dog food.

In the end, he died in deep resentment. The old Taoist's prediction was correct. The resentment really strengthened his ability, turning him into a fierce ghost hiding in the cabinet.

Afterwards, he pretended to be obedient and let the old Taoist drive him. After he let down his guard, he suddenly violently killed him, and finally avenged his blood.

But the old Taoist's dying counterattack also caused him serious injuries, and he was silent in the water for many years, until he was picked up by a family and put in the utility room to be used as firewood in winter.

It was also during that time that he met Yan'er, the only color in his dark life.

Yan'er is the daughter of that family. She is smart and kind. She found out that he was hiding in the cabinet to recover from his injuries. Not only did she not say anything, but she secretly saved half of her food for him every day.

The two often chatted, and under Yan'er's influence, his resentment gradually dissipated.

But unfortunately, a plague broke out at that time, and Yan'er was unfortunately infected. He was very anxious, but he only had the ability to predict and predict, so he could not directly cure the disease and save people.

In order to save Yan'er, he calculated a prescription that could cure the plague, and appeared in front of Yan'er's parents, asking them to use the prescription to save Yan'er.

But Yan'er's parents were terrified and refused to listen to what he had to say, so they wanted to find a Taoist priest to catch the demon, and even felt that Yan'er was also bewitched.

He was still injured at the time, in order not to be captured by the Taoist priest, he could only run away by himself, but after recovering from his injuries, he found that Yan'er was dead.

He was not very sad, because the dead Yan'er became a ghost, and the two were able to be together often.

It's just that for some reason later, Yan'er appeared less and less frequently, and even disappeared altogether. He wanted to figure out Yan'er's location, but was blocked by some inexplicable force.

Because of the need to eat blood, he cooperated with the old Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple to help him measure and tell fortunes, and the other party had to provide him with blood such as chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep.

After divination for a long time, the backlash he suffered gradually accumulated, and the rest time after each divination became longer and longer. In order for him to recover quickly, the old Taoist took the initiative to provide him with living people so as to earn more wealth .

"Yesterday Yan'er brought that girl to find me and asked me for a treasure. It is a talisman that can seal the breath and secrets. I snatched it from the old Taoist priest back then."

"Yan'er put the talisman on the girl and took her away. I asked her where she was going, but she didn't say..."

After listening to the narration of the ghost in the cabinet, Li Daoxuan couldn't help but start to think.

He used to think that Yan'er was a pawn sent by Mo Luo to get close to Chang Le, and was responsible for kidnapping him and threatening himself and His Majesty, but now it seems that this Yan'er does not seem to be a bad person.

But this is also full of doubts.

Yan'er was just an ordinary child who died of the plague, why did she appear in the palace and become good friends with Changle?
She pasted the talisman that can conceal the breath and secrets on Changle to prevent her from being followed...or was there someone else chasing them at that time?

"Can you find Yan'er?"

Li Daoxuan stared at the ghost in the cabinet, and said coldly: "I planned to burn you on fire, but if you can help me find Yan'er, I will spare your life."

After a pause, he said again: "A certain is the Great Tang Imperial Teacher, who promises a thousand gold, if you can abandon the dark and turn to the bright, I will not only not kill you, but I will also guide you to change from evil to righteousness, and walk on the right path!"

Although the ghost in this cabinet has eaten living people, Qingyunzi has to bear most of the blame for this matter, and he has very special abilities, if he is placed in the Zhelong, he may be able to make up for his mistakes and make up for his sins.

For example, if you encounter a plague in the future, you can let it calculate the prescription to treat the epidemic, and you don't know how many people will be saved by then.

When Zhelong was first established, it was the time when he employed people. Li Daoxuan's thinking was eclectic. Why couldn't he use ghosts to control ghosts and demons to control demons?
Of course, if after entering Hidden Dragon, this ghost still can't change its habit of eating people, Li Daoxuan will kill it without hesitation.

Hearing Li Daoxuan's words, the ghost in the cabinet obviously hesitated, and continued to write in blood.

"After you find Yan'er, can you not kill her?"

Li Daoxuan's heart moved, sure enough, this ghost still had something hidden, he knew Yan'er's whereabouts!
"That depends on what she did. If she didn't hurt Chang Le, I wouldn't do anything to her."

The ghost in the cabinet is still hesitating.

Li Daoxuan snorted coldly, flicked his fingers, the Chixiao Sword turned into a rainbow light, pierced through the cabinet with a whoosh, and stopped in front of the kid's forehead. Turn into powder.

The blood characters were quickly formed, with a hint of panic.

"I don't know where she is, but she gave me this thing..."

Whoosh!
The Akasaka sword flew back from the cabinet, and there was a shriveled piece of candy on the body of the sword, and blue mold grew on the crude sugar coating.

Li Daoxuan found that this candy was entwined with a strong yin energy. For ordinary people, eating this candy would greatly damage the yang energy, which is comparable to poison, but for ghosts, this candy is a great tonic.

"This candy is Yan'er's favorite thing, and she always carries it close to her body. After she borrowed my talisman, she left the candy to me..."

Li Daoxuan's heart moved, and he said: "Shouting!"

"Wang Wang!"

The dog demon ran over with short legs, first barked twice at the ghost in the cabinet, and looked downcastly, as if looking down on the little ghost inside.

"Smell it, and help me find this person."

Xiaotian sniffed at the candy, then ran to the courtyard, took a deep breath, this time it was very fast, and it only smelled the trace in an instant.

"Master Immortal, I found it, not far from here!"

Li Daoxuan nodded, then patted the Three Realms gourd on his waist, and put the cabinet in.

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A while later, Li Daoxuan and Xiaotian arrived at a mass grave outside Ziwu Town.

This place is very remote, with many tombs but few tombstones. The surrounding trees are very lush, blocking the sun, and there are many crows, making it extremely shady.

Walking in here from other places, there is a feeling of sudden drop in temperature.

"Third son, don't blame my mother for not coming here. The family is poor, and there was a severe drought some time ago. There are only these things..."

A middle-aged woman paid homage in front of a certain grave, and the tribute was pitifully small, a handful of paper money, and a few pieces of mustache with black spots.

But in Li Daoxuan's eyes, as soon as the woman placed the tribute, a group of children jumped out of the tomb, rushing up one after another, sucking away the essence of the tribute.

Those who got it went off to play, while those who didn't get it were listless, their souls became thinner and almost transparent, and they could only return listlessly to the grave.

These little ghosts are all big-headed and small-bodied, with black and blue complexions, and they are all poor children who died young.

It was difficult for the children of the poor in ancient times to grow up healthy, poverty, hunger, war, natural disasters, diseases, taxes...

It is already a normal standard to be able to achieve ten sons and three sons live, and it is necessary to offer incense to thank the blessings of gods and Buddhas.

So in ancient times, many children from poor families had their surnames followed by numbers, such as Zhao San and Zhao Wu. The reason why Zhao Yi, Zhao Er, and Zhao Si were not seen was because those people did not grow up alive.

These little ghosts who compete for tribute are very pitiful. They can only eat dead branches and leaves or animal dung on weekdays. The most extravagant meal is the tribute from their relatives.

But in fact, after their parents paid homage several times, they came less and less often, and in the end they would never come again.

They can only wait here stupidly until the soul body becomes thinner and completely dissipates.

For them, maybe forgetting is the real death.

Li Daoxuan saw that after the group of little ghosts had finished scrambling for the tribute and dispersed, one little ghost stayed where he was. Yang Qi recedes frequently.

He looked like he was only three or four years old, and he couldn't figure out why his mother didn't want to hug him anymore.

"Third son, mother won't be able to visit you in the future, your father said, the youngest is hungry and crying every day, the family can no longer waste food..."

She talked a lot to herself, as if she was talking to her children, and she seemed to be talking to herself.

In the end, her voice choked up, she pinched a little soil in her hands, and even though she was reluctant to give up, she could only turn around and leave.

The kid was still staring blankly, and stretched out his hands towards his mother's back.

He was still young and didn't realize that this was the last time we met, and the last person in this world who cared about him would gradually forget him...

Looking at this scene, Li Daoxuan felt a little sour in his heart.

He finally knew why Tsing Yi Empress wanted to restore the order of the underworld and reshape the underworld.

In many corners of this world, similar things happen all the time. Without the guidance of the Yin soldiers, these lonely ghosts can only linger on their last days, which is extremely pitiful.

"Wang! Immortal Master, she stayed here for a while, and then went east again, let's chase after her!"

Xiao Tiangou urged.

"Not urgent."

Li Daoxuan stretched out his finger and tapped lightly in the void.

The qi of pure yang turned into strands of golden runes, forming a mysterious talisman. All the lines are connected together, faintly gathered into the word Qingming, exuding an ethereal and deep breath.

The Amulet of Rebirth of Qing Ming!

With Li Daoxuan's current cultivation base, he has reached the top-grade state in the practice of talisman Taoism. He does not need pen, ink and cinnabar, and he can just come up with a talisman at his fingertips.

As the saying goes, "A little spiritual light is a talisman, and the world wastes ink and ink in vain. If the spirit is not scattered, Yuanyang will be fixed, and all monsters and demons will be swept away."

It is also recorded in "Qing Wei Yuan Jiang Dafa", "The talisman is the true faith of the world, and everyone fakes it with ink, paper and pen. I only say that a little spiritual light penetrates the sky and the earth, and the spirit resides. What is not a talisman?"

The nature of pure yang qi is mysterious, and it has greatly improved Li Daoxuan, and the aura of aura is just one of them.

After playing the Qingming Rebirth Talisman, a deep portal appeared, generating a strong suction force, sucking all the little ghosts in this chaotic cemetery.

Then the talisman dissipated and turned into strands of golden pure Yang Qi again, returning to Li Daoxuan's body.

"Let's go."

After sending these little ghosts to the Qingming Realm for reincarnation, Li Daoxuan turned around and was about to leave.

But the next moment, his footsteps suddenly stopped, because he heard a groan in a certain tomb.

This is by no means an auditory hallucination, because he also has the supernatural power of listening to the wind.

He walked to the tomb and found that there was a tombstone standing here, but it was carved with wood, and the writing on it was a little blurred under the erosion of time.

"The tomb of my beloved daughter Chen Yan."

Li Daoxuan's eyes flashed, he stretched out his fingers, and the five-color divine light flowed around his body, and he had already activated the Great Five Elements Escape Technique.

The earth trembled, the tomb opened, and a wooden coffin was lifted up automatically. The coffin boards were slowly opened, revealing a little girl in white clothes and a gold belt. There is an inherent noble temperament.

It's just that those big black and transparent eyes were full of horror, and the moment they saw Li Daoxuan, they immediately became moist and teary.

"Master!"

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