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Looking at the villages with countless gray-black buildings standing under the clear blue sky, Tianyun faintly smelled a strong smell of death from the air, as well as a light, sweet, and charming smell of darkness.

…… Is this the legendary Plague Village? What is the purpose of that 'Xin' here? ……

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Two days ago. Tianyun found information about the priest "Xin" in Junhao's office. Jun Hao has tracked this person for many years, but has never found evidence of his crime, but he has always mastered his whereabouts.

And Tianyun deliberately went to find Jun Hao, not only to better control the pattern of this game, but also to know where "Xin" is now.

It's just that I didn't think that this priest "Xin" ran away to such a remote and strange village.

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"Isn't there any?" Wandering in the empty village, except for the increasingly thick aura of death, Tianyun couldn't find a trace of life.

"Aren't they all dead?" I thought to myself. This village, ravaged by the plague, stubbornly closed itself. On the surface, it is natural that the people of the village sacrificed themselves to prevent the spread of the epidemic. But on second thought, are there really so many people in this world who are not afraid of death?

I'm afraid that among these people who are closed in the village and die of the plague, they are not completely voluntary.

Therefore, here, in addition to being able to smell the smell of death, Tianyun can also faintly hear the low roar of many resentful spirits.

Walking along the main road of the village, the smell of death surging around me was like a light veil of mist. Not far away, in the green wasteland, beside a huge dead tree, countless gray tombstones are staggered.

As I got closer, I gradually saw a low, earthy yellow house appear behind the tombstones. This low house, typical of the seventeenth century architectural style, is old and old. And to the right of the low house, there is a three-story gray-black tower.

Tianyun suddenly stopped. Raise your eyes to the tower.

There, a few weak breaths of life vaguely wafted out. There is another, very good, sweet, dark smell.

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Yam Village. Ghost Tower.

For hundreds of years, the plague-ravaged hamlet served as a tower for those who tried to flee the village, and countless lives died here.

After death, the spirits do not want to go to hell, and wander around the tower for a long time with hatred and resentment.

The first moment he walked into the tower, Tianyun saw countless resentful spirits floating in mid-air, those distorted and hideous faces, those empty gray pupils. In them, Tianyun read hatred and resentment, as well as incomparable loneliness and desolation.

When the resentful spirits saw Tianyun, they all screamed and gathered around, but they scattered again in horror, only daring to float slowly around her, looking at this beautiful woman who suddenly broke into the ghost tower in horror and confusion.

Tianyun didn't feel scared, nor did she hate these horrible-looking wraiths. She only felt pitiful and pathetic about them. Suddenly I wanted to do something to bring these poor souls to ultimate peace.

The tower had three floors in total, winding up a dusty staircase, and at the four corners of the second floor, Tianyun saw four gray cages. Stop and look carefully at the cages. Nothing but the messy grotesque notches on the walls, and the black writing in blood.

And when she stepped on the last block of the third staircase, she raised her eyes and finally saw the priest in her memory, Xin.

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Stepping on the cold wind, follow the guidance of your heart to this remote village. Xin himself didn't know why he had climbed this black ghost tower full of resentful spirits.

When he found the dying humans in the cage, he couldn't help frowning, but he didn't want to interfere with the life and death of others.

I don't remember how many years I've lived, and I don't understand why I'm still attached to this world. It's like I've been waiting, waiting for someone to show up.

"Help me! …… Help me......! The woman in the cage screamed with all her might, and her fingers were as thin as wood as she was clinging to the iron. In those sunken eyes, the gray eyes were full of despair and unwillingness, and there was only a trace of hope, longing for the salvation of the person in front of him!

However, Xin just watched silently. He didn't understand why humans were afraid of death. In his view, death is just a node in the cycle of reincarnation. Eventually, the soul will return to the spiritual realm, the wicked will be dragged to hell, and the good will be dragged to heaven. But in the end, whether it is hell or heaven, it is still just a part of the reincarnation.

"Please! …… Let us out! Another man covered in blood crawled to the edge of the cage and tugged hard at the iron, "We're not sick!" No!! ”

Xin still didn't move. He glanced faintly at the men and women in the cage, stood to the side, and closed his eyes.

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Half a month.

Count it to this day. He had been in this ghost tower for half a month.

For half a month, he just stood quietly in place. No matter how much the people in the cage pleaded, he didn't hear it.

He didn't know why he was here. It's just that there is a voice in his heart that has been guiding him, telling him to wait quietly here.

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It's early afternoon. The light that was not dazzling fell through the window on the moon-white figure, as if a pale golden gauze was draped over this god-like person.

In this small, remote village, there are very few people. Even if there are people, they are hiding in the house, calmly or desperately waiting for death to come. Or do you expect a miracle to happen?

The spirits around the Ghost Tower, as always, wander around aimlessly. Except for a few occasional ones, they couldn't resist the temptation of the sweet taste, and tried in vain to get close to the moon-white figure who knew it was dangerous, but in the end they were photographed by the silver-white halo and didn't dare to take half a step closer.

Xin, on the other hand, seemed to be isolated from the world, still standing quietly like a sculpture.

The people in the cage have long lost the strength to cry, and they no longer pray for this strange man who inexplicably broke into the ghost tower to save their miserable lives. They just stared at the sculpture-like strange man in front of them with desperate, cold eyes. It's as if he wants to turn all the resentment in his heart into curses and resentments against this guy who can't be saved!

Suddenly, Xin suddenly opened her eyes.

A terrible roar rang out, like the wail of a wild beast.

The surrounding spirits stirred. Flying up and down, one by one towards the outside of the tower.

――Who is it?

The sculptural figure finally moved. Looking at the group of resentful spirits that were swarming out, he frowned slightly, took two steps forward, and looked out the window.

In the distance, through the smoke-like breath of death, on the road paved with white sand, a young woman with blond hair and black clothes was walking slowly. The woman's expression was extremely indifferent, and there was an extremely familiar, sweet smell on her body.

- The smell of the soul...... Why is it so familiar?

Indissoluble. Doubt.

Xin watched the woman quietly, watching her step by step around the tombstone-filled wasteland and head straight in the direction of the Ghost Tower.

And the familiar, sweet smell gradually filled the air, more and more intense.

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When she saw this man with a strange mask again, Tianyun couldn't tell what she felt in her heart.

She vaguely remembered the passionate roar of the crowd gathered outside the courtroom. The moment she walked out of the courtroom, she was filled with red-faced people - screaming, swearing, cursing! Shouting "Demon! Devil! Monster! "Words like that.

She also remembered that in the crowd of agitated and uncontrollable crowds, there was only one man in a mask, who was all the while—just watching her quietly.

Tianyun didn't know who he was. But he can clearly remember his strange black mask. Even the inscriptions and bumps on the mask were incomparably clear. When Tianyun was puzzled by the gaze of the golden gaze, in the midst of everyone's angry scolding and pushing, Tianyun heard someone shouting, "Long live the priest!" Long live Shin-sama! And I heard someone shouting, "Lord Xin, kill this abominable devil for us!" ”

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Not a distant memory, vague but clear.

Looking at the man who was still wearing a strange black mask, a pair of golden eyes stared at her silently, as if he could see through everything, which made people's hearts palpitate.

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"Xin?" Tianyun asked tentatively.

The man nodded. Looking at the countless resentful spirits surrounding Tianyun, a blank flash flashed in his golden eyes, followed by an indescribable, devouring, and fanatical?!

"Tianyun?" An extremely deep baritone that sounds beautiful to the ear. However, this call made Tianyun's whole person stunned in place.

-- Such a familiar voice, yet so unfamiliar.

Indissoluble. Dazed.

He looked at the man in front of him suspiciously. Tianyun suddenly wanted to know, what kind of face was under that weird black mask?

"No wonder why I know who you are." Smile lightly. Beautiful sound. With an indulgent tenderness.

Like a phantom. In the blink of an eye, Tianyun found that the black mask, which was originally a meter away from her, was close at hand.

Leaning over to her hair, the tip of her nose sucked lightly, and her golden gaze was dyed a little intoxicated.

"The smell of your soul, I will never forget."

Tianyun frowned slightly, and naturally took a step back.

But Xin is like a shadow, always standing in front of Tianyun's eyes. He looked down at her, a faint smile on his lips. "You're here to kill me? …… Or are you here to lend my hand to help you cultivate into a demon? ”

Astound. Indissoluble. Tianyun looked at the man in front of him vigilantly. I want to see the emotions hidden in his heart.

However, when his gaze collided with the gold, Tianyun's whole person seemed to be deeply sucked into the endless whirlpool. Not only did he fail to read half of the other party's emotions, but his own reason was almost confused.

"Don't guess. You can't guess it, and you can't see through it. Xin said slowly, "Because, I couldn't guess it myself, and I couldn't see through it." ”

Tianyun avoided the disturbing golden gaze and clutched the cross pendant on his chest, his thoughts clearing.

"You're not human?"

Xin nodded, shook his head again, and said, "I don't know why I exist. It seems, just because, I can't die yet. ”

Tianyun was still confused and dazed. All she knew was that "Sin" was a Hindu priest. She thought that he was just an ordinary person who trampled on life in the name of religion.

However, he was not.

"Will you help me?" Tianyun looked at Xin in bewilderment.

"Yes."

"Why?" Tianyun became more and more puzzled, "Back then, it was clear that you led many disciples to force the court to convict me!" ”

"I don't know." Xin shook his head and said, "I only do things according to my heart. At the beginning, my heart told me that I wanted to hurt you. And now, my heart tells me to help you. ”

"Heart?" Tianyun couldn't understand Xin's words. However, no matter what his purpose is, as long as he can achieve his goal, whatever the reason is, it is fine.

took a deep breath, looked at the dying people in the cage next to him, and wrinkled his eyebrows: "These people, dying?" ”

"Probably so." Xin didn't blink her eyes to the men in the cage.

"It's not good to see death and not save it." Tianyun looked at those poor people who were not far from death, and suddenly felt a little unbearable in his heart.

"Life and death are fate." Xin's tone was indifferent, "Since you want to cultivate into a demon, how can you have more compassion?" As soon as he spoke, he waved his hand and grabbed it in midair, and then a silver light spread out from his palm, spreading like ripples into the surrounding space.

A terrible scream rang out, and the men and women who were imprisoned in the cage suddenly turned their bodies like a fire, from white to red, then to black, and finally turned into a pile of ashes!

And the dozens of souls that should have been classified into the spirit world, as well as those resentful spirits surrounding the ghost tower, were trapped by that silver-white light one by one and caught in front of them.

"Although the dark power of these souls is not enough, it is better than not coming."

Tianyun looked at Xin in astonishment. looked at the souls and resentful spirits in front of him who were surrounded by a silver circle of light, but they just stood in place and did not move.

"Huh?" A strange sound like metal grinding brushed past his ears.

The silver circle of light trembled. Then a black shadow broke through the sky and fell in front of him.

"Demons? Spirits? Under the dark shadow, the black robe moved without wind, revealing the white knuckles, and the huge black scythe behind it flashed sharply. The gray-white eyes swept over Tianyun's face like a wolf, and then landed on her chest, and the corners of her pale mouth hooked up a touch of surprise and joy. "There is still a demon artifact? Hee-hee-hee-hee...... That's great! ”