Chapter 148: Ancient Battlefield
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"Oh, the old man is right, six people, six upper rooms."
The female boss looked at it suspiciously, and said worriedly: "Let's go." After speaking, he walked back upstairs with graceful steps.
Lao Suo saw that the female boss lit the lamp, so he blew out the lantern at hand, and then handed over the house card to a few people, and the lights were lit before everyone could see it clearly, and then looked at Lao Suo, Youning was slightly stunned. This old man's eyes are white, and he is clearly blind, but how can he accurately grope for things? .
The blind old man, the female boss with a graceful posture and an ugly face, and the old inn, all of this shows a sense of strangeness.
You Ning frowned slightly, leaned out his divine sense again, and opened his eyes again the moment he closed his eyes, no, there were no demons and no ghosts.
Xu is used to common monsters, and suddenly there is no discomfort? She smiled self-deprecatingly, she was a group of six people, either immortals or demons, plus she was a reincarnated female ghost, it would be good not to frighten others, why did she become restless first?
The six rooms are on the second floor, connected together, You Ning lives in the first room on the left, she raised her eyes and looked, Lu Li lives next door, and they go down in turn, Xinfang, Ah Zui, Bingyi, and A Feng. Ah Feng's room was the last room on the second floor, and this inn was not only broken, but also unoccupied.
She looked at Lao Suo, always felt uncomfortable, and asked, "Are there any other guests in the inn?" ”
Lao Suo's eyes were white, but he looked directly at Youning, shook his head with a smile and said, "Because of disrepair, there has been no customer store for a long time." ”
"Yes."
The other people had already entered the room separately, but Lu Li was standing at the door and looked at Youning, he lowered his eyes slightly, and said, "It's late at night, rest early." After delivering the letter tomorrow morning, we will go to Wushan. ”
"Okay." I don't know why, You Ning felt that Lu Li could see that he was restless, and he was comforting himself by saying this.
Just because of his words, she felt a little calmer. Lu Li turned around and entered the room, You Ning raised his eyes to see that Lao Suo walked down the stairs without hindrance, shaking his head slightly, as if he wanted to get rid of this nonsense, and closed the door with both hands.
At this moment, Lao Su slowly looked back and smiled slyly at Youning.
The moment the crack in the door closed, she could see the smile clearly. Suddenly, it seemed like several cold, hundred-legged soft insects crawled up her body, and her hairs stood on end at this moment.
Closing the door, You Ning looked sideways, the furnishings in the room were no different from the inn where he usually stayed, but it was just a little older.
At some point, there was a rancid smell in the air.
How to describe this smell, it is like a full burp from a person who has eaten a full meal. That's right, that's the taste!
She couldn't help but cover her nose with one hand as she walked to the window and opened it.
The cool breeze blew into the room, which could be regarded as blowing away a little, and You Ning didn't plan to close the window, so he sat cross-legged on the soft couch, closed his eyes, and cultivated quietly.
I don't know how long later, a "giggling" woman's laughter came from overhead, and then a man's laughter was heard. Immediately after that, men and women, old people and children, I don't know how many people are laughing and playing.
You Ning suddenly opened his eyes, and listened carefully, and the laughter and talking disappeared in this instant.
The world fell silent, eeriely silent.
She is a female ghost, and she wants to shout "There is a ghost!" at this moment! ”
You Ning swallowed her saliva, just as a gust of wind was blowing, she suddenly felt a little tired, and wanted to get up and rest on the couch, but before she was halfway, her body was weak, and she lay down on the ground and fell asleep.
It was a long night, and she slept soundly. She heard someone whispering in her ear, "Youning, sleep, sleep, don't wake up, don't wake up." ”
Don't wake up, why don't wake up.
She subconsciously wanted to open her eyes to see, and then, she saw that she was in the fog, and countless demon soldiers would stand on the muddy battlefield.
She turned her eyes to see tens of thousands of Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals standing opposite.
A trumpet sounded, deafening, and the soldiers and horses of both sides rushed forward in an instant.
She stood in the middle of the crowd, and above her head was the sound of the fierce collision of immortal and demon weapons, and it was raining in the sky, blood-red rain.
She saw a silver-haired man in a dark shirt wielding a long knife in his hand, slashing the heads of the immortals like chopping wood and vegetables.
Who's that?
Sage?
Where did that creepy smell go?
The majestic rain of blood fell on the muddy ground, the hooves of the horses and the corpses were stained red, and the blood-colored rain rose up a blood-colored mist. It was as if she didn't exist, in anyone's eyes.
She soared into the air and headed straight for the silver-haired man.
Suddenly, the man turned his face and smiled at Youning.
A stone's throw away.
She still couldn't see his face.
"Hah!" With a shout, an immortal raised a golden halberd and cut off the head of the silver-haired man.
The head rolled down under the horse's hooves, and was trampled on by the startled horse, and a burst of blood spurted into the air.
She slowly walked under the horse's hooves and picked up the head from the blood-soaked mud.
Her jagged silver hair was covered in mud, and she gently brushed the strands from his face. In an instant, it was as if it had been struck by lightning.
This is, her head.
Youning held his head, and the head smiled weirdly at her.
"Phew!" A mouthful of sticky phlegm spat in her face.
The head smiled as if it had triumphed, and suddenly leapt to its feet and flew out of her hands.
The sound of fighting in her ears came and went, and in this increasingly fierce rain, she saw countless people fighting together, and the head slammed into the body of the immortal clan with its own head in mid-air.
The fairy flicked his sleeves and threw it into the mud, but it finally didn't move.
In the next moment, it jumped up, opened its mouth, and bit down on the throat of the immortal clan.
Endless fighting, war that looks at death as home.
She looked at her hands, which were covered in blood, and the rain stopped at this moment.
The sound of the fight gradually disappeared, and in mid-air, the people on the ground suddenly froze. Immediately afterward, the flesh quickly decayed and turned into white bones at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Demon beasts, Pegasus, immortals, and demons are all turned into white bones.
She sat down cross-legged again, folded her hands, and silently recited the mantra of death: "There is no Amitabha night in the south." Dotagada night. Dodi night him. Amili Tu Bhavi. Amididox. Sidhamvavi. Ami Baba ...
On the empty earth, there was not a trace of life, only the sound of her chanting spells echoed on the ancient battlefield.
There was a noisy human voice in her ears again, and she slowly opened her eyes to see that she was walking in a busy city. The scene in front of me seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and it seemed so unreal.
At this time, she clearly saw the end of the road, the end of the flow of people, it was Qiao Mu sitting in the carriage, holding a straw, looking at herself and laughing.