Ninth Uncle Shi Shaojian

Chapter 79 Flame Moth
This is a female ghost in white, with a beautiful and refined appearance. She wears a white narrow-waisted short jacket with a white long pleated skirt and a white cloak. In three seconds, after speaking a few words intermittently, he fell headfirst in front of Song Yunzi and the others.

Song Yunzi held the mahogany sword, with a look of astonishment on his face, the evil spell was cast, you should at least fight with me for a few rounds before fainting.

"Senior brother, this female ghost just said that someone is seeking revenge from Uncle Nine. Could it be that she was referring to Senior Brother Lin?" Long Yunzi asked in a low voice.

Song Yunzi said: "Looking at the direction this female ghost is heading, she must be rushing to Fengcun. Besides, no one else would be called that by the title of Uncle Nine except Senior Brother Lin. She rushed at us desperately, there must be something wrong , Junior Brother Zhong Yunzi, give her some yang energy."

"it is good."

Zhong Yunzi sat cross-legged opposite the female ghost Xiaohong, their palms facing each other.Under normal circumstances, when a ghost is seriously injured and falls asleep, it will also instinctively absorb the yang energy of a living person to heal its injuries. What's more, Zhong Yunzi took the initiative to transfer the yang energy to her, but what is surprising is that the yang energy cannot enter Xiaohong's body at all.

"It's hopeless." Zhong Yunzi stood up and shook his head at Song Yunzi and the others.

"Uncle Nine..."

It is said that people have a flashback before they die, and ghosts will also have a similar situation, but Xiaohong's injuries are too serious, and the flashback is also extremely weak.

"Girl, is the Uncle Jiu you're talking about Senior Brother Lin Jiu?" Song Yunzi knelt down and asked.

Xiaohong nodded with difficulty, "Tell Uncle Jiu...someone is seeking revenge..."

"Who is it?"

"I don't know..." Xiaohong's legs suddenly became transparent. She knew that her time was approaching, she was about to die, she couldn't help but shed tears, and said eagerly: "Tell... Qiusheng..."

Song Yunzi didn't hear clearly, "Tell who?"

"Qiusheng..."

"Tell him what?"

"Tell him...I...can't be...with him...reincarnated...quick...go away..." After all, she didn't finish what she wanted to say. The sky is full of light and rain.

"What a loving and righteous female ghost!" Song Yunzi sighed, and told Zhong Yunzi and others: "When you return to Fengcun, no one is allowed to tell Qiusheng that she has lost her soul."

"How do you answer Qiusheng's question?"

"Let's just say that she was reincarnated. I believe this is what she wanted to say but didn't finish." Song Yunzi glanced at the dark and desolate forest, and waved: "Go back to Fengcun."

As the mage who opened the hall, Song Yunzi has a gossip mirror on his body. He has sent letters three times this year, and now he can only receive messages but not send them.Xiaohong risked his life to come to report the news, the matter was absolutely serious, he decided to take five juniors and disciples back to Fengcun, every one more person would be one more helper.

A group of people turned to walk back, and the road they walked was quickly swallowed by darkness.After a long time, a slight buzzing suddenly sounded in the dark and dead forest behind them, a bit like the sound of mosquitoes flapping their wings, but louder than that.

A little light, like a firefly flickering on and off, near and far, it is a moving light source, the light it emits dispels the darkness around it, revealing the true face of Mount Lushan, which is actually a flaming moth.

It is different from ordinary moths, its body is burning with flames, and it drags a short fire tail in flight.It seemed to be looking for something, or had already found it, and suddenly accelerated and flew out.

The moth caught up with the crowd and landed on the back collar of a Maoshan disciple. The flaming wings kept opening and closing. After a moment of silence, the moth slowly climbed onto the Maoshan disciple's neck.The Maoshan disciple felt a drop of boiling hot oil dripping from his neck, screaming from the heat, and slapped it with his backhand.

With a bang, the moth turned into a ball of bursting flames, his palm instantly turned into ashes, and the shrill screams spread in the wild forest, which was extraordinarily terrifying.

Song Yunzi and the others took a sudden look. When they saw the disappearing right palm of this disciple and the sparks flickering on the severed wrist, they felt miserable and filled with shock and anger.

"Ayu, why do you..."

A Yu sweated profusely from the pain, "I don't know, I just felt my neck was hot, and then I patted it with my hand..."

"Help him deal with the wound quickly." Song Yunzi showed a vigilant expression, "This place is not right, everyone be careful."

"Brother, what's the sound?"

Song Yunzi pricked up his ears to listen, and there was a buzzing sound in the darkness. The sound gradually became louder and wider, as if a large group of mosquitoes were approaching.

"What's that?" Yabangzi, a Maoshan disciple, trembled.

A cloud, a cloud of burning fire, a cloud of burning fire made entirely of flaming moths swept over at an extremely fast speed, engulfing Song Yunzi and the others in an instant.

Moths to the flames, fearless of death!
As soon as they get close to people, these moths explode like human bombs, and the high-temperature flames released can instantly burn the human body to ashes.

The six of Song Yunzi and Zhong Yunzi were highly cultivated and reacted quickly. They immediately cast an evil spell on their weapons, and a set of exorcism swordsmanship was airtight, protecting the disciples in the middle.

But there are too many Yanyan moths, covering the sky and covering the earth, countless, even though Song Yunzi has a high level of cultivation, he is also hard to beat with two fists, Xinghuang Taoist robe was burned black, with big holes after big holes.

A moth hit the chest of a Maoshan disciple, directly leaving a transparent hole in his body.Another moth flew into the mouth of a Maoshan disciple and burned his jaw.The screams came and went, like a purgatory.

He looked at the Maoshan disciple who had been wounded and died tragically. He was burning with anxiety. He swung his sword with his right hand and made a spell with his left hand, and recited a mantra: "I am the Celestial Eye, chasing the sky. My eyes are like thunder and lightning, and they are radiant. Seeing the inside and outside, nothing is hidden. I am anxious. Laws, edicts!"

There was a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and the thunder exploded. The flaming moths that besieged everyone froze in the air for a while, and fell one after another, but before they landed, they spread their wings and flew up again.

"It's evil, these ghosts are not afraid of thunder, what should we do now?" An elder in the mage realm asked anxiously.

A stern light flashed in Song Yunzi's eyes, and he said loudly, "Those who know how to use an exorcism spell will perform an exorcism spell together."

More than a dozen people chanted and cast spells together, and the sound of the spell was like a bell.Then there was a deafening explosion, the ground shook, the space trembled violently, and flame moths flying all over the sky fell down like rain.

"Come on!"

"what!"

At this moment, a Maoshan disciple suddenly fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, his lips turned purple, his body twitched a few times and then became silent.

"He was poisoned..."

Before the words were finished, another person fell to the ground and convulsed, as if he had suffered a stroke.Long Yunzi was the closest to him, saw a scorpion under him, immediately thought of something, and said in shock: "Five Poison Gu of Jiangjiao, be careful where you step... Ah!"

"Junior Brother Long Yunzi!"

(End of this chapter)