Midnight Offering

The sky of hate mixed with anger hit, I fell into silence for a moment.

I wiped my face with both hands and wiped the wet tears. I wanted to talk to Xuanyuan Lingyin, but I couldn't say a word.

"Hua'er..."

The lecher grasped my hand tightly and looked at me anxiously. I lowered my head and didn't know what to do.

Chris sighed a little regretfully and said in a voice, "Miss Xuanyuan, it's time to let go of all this time."

Sure enough, just when he said this, Xuanyuan Lingyin was like a firecracker that exploded in an instant.

"Put it down? How can I put it down? "

She dragged her wide robe toward Chris, her white pupils fixed on him.

Her mouth with a sad smile, see me is a burst of heartbreak.

"Forgive me? tolerant? That's what you're going to do next, aren't you? "

Xuanyuan Lingyin's body showed a strong sadness. She didn't open her face. Even if she was not a living person, maybe even ordinary undead could not be called a devil.

But between her actions and actions, the graceful and quiet movements and temperament I saw in her memory did not diminish.

She is just a little partial head or look up, are so pleasing to the eyes.

"I don't know if you have relatives or people."

Xuanyuan Lingyin's voice suddenly softened and said bitterly. Even if I can't see her lovely black pupil like autumn water, I can feel her eyes.

"Have you ever experienced the despair of seeing them killed with your own eyes? You have not. " She asked herself.

I can only stare at her stupidly, in my mind or just what I saw.

A prosperous clan was exterminated by five kingdoms overnight. Xuanyuan Lingyin changed from a tender and soft woman to what it is now.

"So you can't feel it."

I feel very sad, very sad, as if I can see the mood of Xuanyuan Lingyin at the moment, as if between me and her, there is an inexplicable line connecting us.

"Miss Xuanyuan, I..."

"Shut up!" Suddenly, she gave Chris a vicious look and opened her mouth. A black air came out of her dark little mouth.

"Forgive me? Who will forgive my dead people?! You? You? Or you? "

She held out her long fingernail forefinger and pointed to us, one by one, with her eyebrows raised high.

When I saw her heart rending, I couldn't help but feel heartache. I couldn't help opening my mouth: "I can understand! I can! "

"Of course you can, backtrack."

She swayed her body towards me, but I was stopped by the lecher beside me. His tall body directly separated me from her.

Xuanyuan Lingyin took a look at the lecher and stopped slightly in fear. I could vaguely hear the tinkling sound of copper bells on her ankles.

"Lecher, it's OK. She won't hurt me."

I knew from the time she said I was a retrospective that she wouldn't do anything to me.

I know that it is generally the dead who turn to me for help, so that I can see what the dead have suffered before and enter their memory.

In fact, Xuanyuan Lingyin just wants people to feel the pain she once suffered, hopes to be understood, and hopes someone can bear with her.

She suddenly grinned, a little ferocious and chilling.

"I'll show you something good."

As soon as her voice fell, a transparent figure rose slowly from the altar, and a faint white light hit him.

All of us could not help looking at the direction, but an Xuan clenched his fist, bit his teeth and roared: "this is the ancestor of Xu mang!"

There is no doubt that the man in the simple clothes has something similar to Xu Mang in his eyebrows. He is not very old. He is only thirty or forty years old.

His eyes were closed and his soul was floating in the air.

"Well, it's perfect." Xuanyuan Lingyin's words have a trace of pleasure and pleasure. Her finger points to the direction of the soul body. With a random tick, the soul quickly floats over.

"After my death, I have been guarding this place and staying in my favorite home. After so many years, our family has been buried underground, but my hatred has not disappeared."

"Look, this man is the descendant of the one who killed my people! I tried my best to summon this son of sinner to this place with altars and rituals, and took the lifeblood of their family in my own hands. "

She clenched her slender fingers, but her voice was very cruel: "let me kill you."

Xuanyuan Lingyin turned his head, his face showed a sinister smile, squinting his eyes, and asked in a mysterious tone: "do you know what is buried in the cemetery above?"I suddenly thought of the encyclopedia I read on the plane. It seems that all the people buried in this cemetery are once rich and powerful families.

She burst out laughing and I felt a tingle in my scalp.

"It's really the family of Xu. It's a pity that they still enjoy the wealth and wealth of their family." She sighed, but I couldn't hear the feeling of regret in her words.

Then, a huge thunder directly bombed all of us!

"In the cemetery above, it's all the descendants of those who killed our family."

When she finished, her eyes were crescent shaped, and she burst into laughter. The black dead gas was constantly ejected from her mouth, which was in sharp contrast with her pale skin, which was very frightening.

I was excited by her words in a cold sweat. I didn't miss an Xuan's body. Chris's face became more gloomy. The pointer on the Solomon's disc in his hand was constantly shaking from side to side, shaking twice from time to time.

Originally thought, no matter how big the shock will be, but I guess wrong.

I underestimated the power of a man's hatred. It was just like a flood. It was surging, unstoppable, steady and fierce!

"Do you know where it used to be?"

She suddenly changed the subject, and the three of us looked at each other, because we didn't know how to interrupt or open our mouth. We could only listen to the Xuanyuan priestess's self statement there.

But when we first arrived here, we did have a lot of doubts and strange points.

Including the lust ghost before the words stop, and there are artificial array arrangement around here, making the geomancy here excellent.

"This was once the place where my Xuanyuan clan lived."

I already had this conjecture, but after she said it, I felt more shocked! I took a look at the lecher. Did he tell me what he had been hiding from me just now?

In the cemetery above are the people who killed Xuanyuan clan and their descendants. In that case

"Let their descendants stay here to honor my dead people. Since they dare to despise the power of our Xuanyuan clan, they should pay the price! "

I frowned, and I couldn't help but think of something similar to this one.

At that time, the memory of the saint was not very clear.

So I roughly guess that the saint, the witch, is actually a pronoun. Maybe that family has no special power at all.

But this incident is different. Xuanyuan clan is really a big family with special ability.

It can be seen from memory that Xuanyuan Lingyin became the high priest of the family not only because her father was the patriarch.

Her ability is enough to support the title of "high priest".

And the third eye she opened when she was most indignant and resentful. Even if I close my eyes now, I can still see the shocking ritual scene.

The blood of the Manchu people converged to the altar and fused with her blood.

In fact, we all think wrong about the whole thing. Xuanyuan Lingyin has lived here all the time, and the soul of Xu mangzu has been imprisoned here, unable to reincarnate.

Perhaps there is a more terrifying possibility.

That is, the souls of the people buried in the cemetery are all controlled by Xuanyuan Lingyin and cannot return to the underworld.

Chris said that "there is a lot of magic and dance" and "there is more than one hundred years of Taoism". I think it is very possible.

The strength and spiritual power of all the people of Xuanyuan clan are gathered on Xuanyuan Lingyin, that is to say, she has become a very amazing existence.

I looked at her with a complicated look. After hesitating for a long time, I bit my teeth and couldn't help but open my mouth: "when is it that you get rid of injustice and injustice?"

Xuanyuan Lingyin sneered, as if some regret.

"I thought, let you see the memory of my life, you will share the same hatred with me, will support my decision, but, I am wrong."

Her eyes a dark, cold way: "you and some under the guise of kindness, actually for their own interests, there is no difference."

She opened her arms and cheerfully called out, "of course I'm free. I don't have to mention how happy I am now. Those who hurt my people's relatives are now under my control."

"If I want them to die, they will die. If I want them to die, they will die. My destiny is in my hands."

Chris seems to have lost sight of it. She continued to be half crazy and half mad. She slowed down and said, "Miss Xuanyuan, although I sympathize with you, it's not the time now. You're dead."

"The gratitude and resentment before death, why should we persist after death, put down the resentment and go to reincarnation."

To be honest, I quite agree with Chris's suggestion.

Moreover, I know that as long as she drinks Meng Po's elder sister's soup, she can forget all her sorrow and pain. Maybe in the next life, she can throw herself into a good family, maybe in our time.She can have a perfect family, plenty of food and clothing, lead an ordinary life, have their own friends, their own life.

There is no such a heavy burden, nor so much responsibility. We just need to live a stable life. At the end of life, we will start a new round of reincarnation.

She doesn't have to be so persistent.

However, we "modern people" may not be able to understand some of the beliefs and obsessions of their time.