"His grandmother's! How do you get the car?! I'm going to die! The bearded man roared angrily.

The group got out of the car and found that the carriage had just fallen into the pit, but the beam was broken, which was really strange.

But how big is the heart of the tomb robber? They were already in the place, and they didn't pay much attention to it, and a few people took shovels and some strange tools and began to dig on the spot.

The bearded man kicked a broken wooden board away, and there was half a gilded character on it, which was vaguely recognizable as a city character......

After digging for a while, several people were sweating profusely.

"Boss, what are we going to dig?"

"Just you talk a lot, Ge Lao Tzudi! What do you care about him, dig it out first. ”

"Oooh"

Continuing to dig hard, fortunately the thing was not deep, and after a while, they brought out a black coffin. It looks like it's still fresh in the ground, and the paint is still fresh.

One by one, the nails were knocked off, and the lid of the coffin was lifted. A young man in his twenties, with a peaceful face but a little blue and black, lay quietly in the coffin board.

Four or five people watched, only curiosity and no fear, and it seemed that it was not the first time that they had done such a thing.

"Huh? Didn't you say that the lord of the city died a tragic death? I look at this kid's thin skin and tender meat, it's different from the legend. ”

The bearded man didn't answer: "Little Liuzi, take a knife!"

Xiao Liuzi hurriedly ran back to the carriage and took a sharp knife.

The bearded man took a mouthful of spit in his hand, and stabbed it down into the young man's stomach, and after cutting it horizontally, he dug out a bloody, fingertip-sized bead.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the horses neighed uneasily, and they didn't care about disemboweling, and the corpse of the young city lord, who had been dead for many days, took the beads and prepared to leave.

suddenly saw a woman in Tsing Yi leisurely leaning against their carriage under the purple moon, playing with a flute in her hand.

A dark cloud obscured the eerie moonlight, waiting until the cloud passed. In the clearing, a horse was quietly grazing, but there was a little blood on the grass.

Walking on the yin street, Gong Yu played with the bead in his hand. After wiping the blood stains away, the black beads showed nothing unusual. But in the moonlight, you can see a faint blood gushing inside, and there seems to be a small insect inside.

But I saw coldly that inside the beads, there was a baby face reflected!

She was startled, and as soon as the beads loosened in shock, she fell to the ground and rolled to the side with a grunt. was picked up by a little girl in white clothes and carved in pink.

The little girl blinked her big eyes full of aura, and also looked at the bead in the moonlight. I seem to be curious about the bead, and I don't look wary at all.

Gong Yu stabilized her mind, feeling a little scared of this child who suddenly appeared in front of her. She was so close to her, but she didn't notice it at all......

Stepping back three feet, the flute was horizontal, and the melodious sound of the flute was heard far away in the quiet air. The bewildering sound of the flute entered the little girl's ears, and her eyes became dull.

"Come, give the beads back to my sister......" The soft voice was unusually demagogic.

Looking at Gong Yu in confusion, the girl tilted her head and asked puzzledly, "Why?"

Gong Yu: "......"

Feeling bad, Gong Yu continued to play the flute, and the sound of the flute changed, from a slow rhythm to a rapid one. Seeing that the girl in white began to become confused, she slowly raised her little hand, and the beads were lying quietly in her palm.

At this time, at the end of the street, a clear and long piano sound came from nowhere. It was like a faint ripple in the lake, which quickly shook out, obviously without lethality, and even brought a kind of distant atmosphere, which reverberated in the air for a long time.

But the flute in Gong Yu's hand shattered without warning!

Looking at the Lost Soul Flute in his hand, Gong Yu was in a trance, the other party was actually ...... in just one syllable

But seeing that the little girl blinked, she instantly regained her agile appearance, and ran away from the street.

However, Gong Yu didn't dare to move, and his neck stiffened as he looked at the white clothes that appeared on the street. With that peerless appearance, there is no second person in the world, but no one in the demon world is not afraid - Xiao Yihan!

Before Gong Yu died, he still couldn't believe that he had met Xiao Yihan.

Originally, she just wanted to come and get a bead, but Cang Hui said that the Blood Sacrifice Great Array condensed tens of thousands of undead spirits, and even if the Great Array failed, it could condense countless dead qi. Form a blood bead and let her retrieve it...... In the gradually gray pupils, two white figures, one large and one small, disappeared from sight, and then the whole world went dark.

After Xiao Yihan took Ling'er away, after a long time, a black cloaked man appeared next to Gong Yu's corpse.

Looking at Gong Yu before he died, as if he had seen the most terrible thing in the world, his cracked eyes couldn't close his widening eyes, he slowly raised his head, and his lips curved into a sarcastic arc.

"It's worthy of Xiao Yihan...... If I hadn't left a wisp of soul in advance, you would have died completely, and you should thank me. "Put away Gong Yu's body.

Kurahui paced to the altar, and from the destroyed altar, he found the pattern he had drawn with his own blood that day. Singing the spell, the pattern seemed to come to life and began to squirm rapidly.

A blood-red bead condensed from the pattern, and the moment it appeared, the bead filled with blood light overflowed! The strange purple moon in the sky suddenly turned blood red.

The air froze, and the blood-red beads seemed to be about to run, so Cang Hui grabbed it, and then appeared in the City Lord's Mansion in the next second.

found the corpse of the young man who had been dissected, squatted down slowly, looked at it for a while, and then sewed the blood beads into the stomach of the city lord in detail. With a thick black thread, it was stitched through the cold flesh. After Canghui sewed it with an expressionless face, he waited quietly.

Under the blood moon, a man's extremely pale hand gripped the edge of the coffin and climbed up from inside.

"Congratulations to the second devil for waking up, come with me to see the king, he will give you a good position." Cang Hui looked at the face of the young city lord Ziqing who had just woken up, and he still had a clear eyebrow. Just a confused face, as if he had just slept and woke up without knowing what this year was.

After Canghui took him away, under the blood moon, the immature child's voice sounded: "Master, why don't you stop them?"

Xiao Ling'er looked up at her master suspiciously, not knowing why she let these two people go.

Xiao Yihan pinched his fingers, and the air in the entire dead city rippled.

The lingering dead air and gore for many days began to dissipate. The land also seemed to wake up, gradually repairing the cracked thousands of acres of land, wrapping up the corpses that no one had collected, including the severed limbs and thick black bloodstains, and disappeared. The strange blood moon also slowly changed back to its bright color.

"For they have not sinned unto death." Xiao Yihan said, and asked the little apprentice to take out a small cloud in her sleeve.

Ling'er held it and coaxed it softly, and finally the cloud finally floated up and flew into the air.

The clouds melted into the clouds, and in a few moments, cool rain fell from the sky, completely cleaning the city of filth.

"Why?" Xiao Ling'er started another hundred thousand whys. Don't look at a certain talker who is only five years old, as long as you follow your own master, there is a lot of talk! Occasionally, he was banned by the master for a while, but he couldn't get rid of the problem of this talking basket, and he still talked like a river, talking endlessly.

But Xiao Yihan did not have the slightest impatience and explained:

"Demons can't be killed. Sins come from the human heart, and some mistakes must be repaid with something of equal value, and as long as there are evil thoughts in the human heart one day, the devil will always exist. Just like cultivating immortals, the Tao of cultivation is the right way in the world, and the demon world is the opposite way, absorbing the evil thoughts of the world and existing. There is no right or wrong, the reincarnation of heaven, everything has its own fixed number. Therefore, the reason why the teacher did not kill them was because he should not have killed them. ”

Xiao Ling'er: "Oh, just like Master doesn't kill those monsters with good intentions!" As long as you don't do bad things, you have the qualifications to live, right? ”

Xiao Yihan: "Yes, they are born like this, and we don't decide its life and death because of what it is."

Xiao Ling'er: "Master, then why can't everyone kill all the demons and monsters, and they also want to kill those monsters who haven't done anything bad?"

Xiao Yihan: "Because they are afraid and afraid of the power of other races, so whether it is right or wrong, they hope to kill everything beyond their control, and only in this way can they eliminate the fear in their hearts."

Xiao Ling'er: "Huh? As long as they are stronger than them, won't they be feared, and won't they all be killed?! Obviously, among the Five Realms, people are the most prosperous and the land is the broadest, why are they still afraid? ”

Xiao Yihan: "Fear is instinct, but greed is the essence. As you can see, they don't have to be afraid of anything anymore, but they still have evil thoughts. Therefore, in order to abandon these evils, some people choose to cultivate immortals, embark on the path of immortals, make themselves strong, and let themselves have the ability to protect the justice in their hearts. ”

Xiao Ling'er pondered: "Master, I understand, then why did that city lord do so many wrong things, but he can still come back to life and continue to do bad things, what should I do?"

Xiao Yihan didn't answer immediately, he rubbed Xiao Ling'er's little head with his big hand, his dark eyes were extremely deep, and he couldn't see the bottom at a glance, which made it easy for people to fall.

After a long time, he looked at Ling'er's innocent face, and said: "Sometimes you can't just look at the surface, all living beings have thousands of faces. The world is complicated, and a person's innocence can be destroyed with a stain, even if he has not done anything wrong, as long as people seem wrong, it is wrong. Ling'er, you should remember that nothing in this world is forever, but it is enough to ask for no regrets and no shame. If one day, everyone thinks you are wrong, as long as you think it is right and worth sticking to, you don't need to care about other eyes, just do it. How can everything be as good as possible in this world, and besides, it is not necessarily a good thing to live. ”

The past is with the wind, and the city is still the same city. It stood quietly, indifferently watching the ups and downs of the world, but leaving traces that could be traced by future generations.

Approaching the trial of the Taixu Sect, the sect is becoming more and more lively.

Every new disciple is waiting for the trial to come, making the most thorough preparations. Those old disciples who have been on the 100,000 mountains in the sect and have been in retreat for a long time also came out to see the results of the newcomer's cultivation for five years, who is the genius who stood out in the trial?

When there is still a month left, the night is getting cooler on Qingling Mountain.

Xiao Ling'er looked at the sword in her master's hand, a small sword that emitted a powerful treasure light, buzzing and arguing, wanting to get out of her hand. I couldn't escape, so I could only lie in the palm of my hand.

She looked at it and couldn't take her eyes off it! The small sword quietly suspended in the palm of the master's hand is very exquisite, full of aura, and the important thing is that there is a word engraved on it, Ling.