Desheng's whole body trembled like chaff, his throat seemed to be locked, and he couldn't pronounce a word at all.

Syllable!

A whip rang out.

The clearing shook open like an explosion, slush splashed and echoed with a loud bang.

In the cave, it shook like the ground was shaking, but in an instant, a dazzling silver white appeared in front of my eyes.

Not......

I put my hands on the pergola to cover my eyes, and only when I adjusted to the light did I look around again.

The mountain seemed to have been split by some huge axe, and I was standing in the middle of the cave, and above my head was a towering ancient pine large enough for six or seven people to surround me.

And in front of ......

"Ye Dingxi?!"

I looked at the guy whose clothes were moving in the wind, and whose short hair was fluttering messily, and who stood still between heaven and earth, but I felt like I had never known him.

What kind of look was that.

The emotions of the world always have a boundary between happiness and sorrow, and the reason why mortals are merciful is because they are well versed in the sorrows of this world, but what if the sorrows of the whole world are fully displayed in that pair of eyes?

I looked at Ye Dingxi blankly, for a long, long time.

"Little East, but do you miss me?"

He was laughing, and the curvature of his lips was so frivolous, ruffian, and even a little weird.

I blinked, and then looked at the black thing in his hand, as if it was a whip, but it was several times longer than an ordinary leather whip, the whole body was pitch black, the end of the head and tail were generally thick, and the whip body was section by section, like tens of thousands of extremely thin meridians coiled and intertwined, very strange.

"Ye Dingxi, are you okay?"

I'm always worried about him.

Walking up on the collapsed mud in the cave, I slowly walked up to him and stopped, and carefully observed his body up and down, except for the evil breath, it didn't seem to be injured, but the expression was inhumane.

He smiled and said, "I don't remember telling you that I wouldn't do anything I'm not sure about unless it's for you." ”

I nodded.

I have memorized this very well, and I may not have taken it to heart before, but judging by what I have experienced these days, this guy is a man of his word.

"What is this?" I said, gesturing to the limp mass of unidentified objects beside him.

"Gotta die. ”

Ye Dingxi said lightly: "I found him in Kuixing Pavilion, and he put the fire, but ...... He's not human, he's a

Humanskin golems. ”

Puppet?!

I opened my eyes wide and subconsciously looked at the old monk Shengsheng.

"I, I don't know, I don't know anything!" he exclaimed, as if he was very afraid of the whip in Ye Dingxi's hand.

I frowned and said, "Where's your log?"

If it weren't for that piece of dry divine wood, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed that I was locked up by a monk.

"In ......"

Desheng hesitated, unwilling to speak.

Syllable!

Ye Dingxi whipped it over again, this time, he seemed to have just used the force of a dragonfly to point water, the leather whip flashed extremely quickly in front of Desheng's eyes, and a bloody and blurred whip mark bloomed on his chest.

"Are you comfortable?"

Desheng was so painful that he almost lost his breath, and his clothes were instantly contaminated with blood and turned dark red, and blood and water flowed down the gray-white snow, melting the scattered white into blood red.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva to see if I was alive, and then at Ye Dingxi.

Why do you think this guy is enjoying it?

Listening to Lao Cui, there is a very strange phenomenon in this world, some people enjoy abuse, some people enjoy abuse, then Ye Dingxi, this guy must be the former, and he is the best!

"That...... Ye Dingxi, it's almost fine. I kindly reminded me.

He looked at me with some regret, but nodded obediently.

Syllable!

The whip swung again, and a stream of blood flew in the air.

The body of the living was split in two, like ice cut by a hot knife, and fell to the ground with two clicks.

His eyes widened into a mass of horror and consternation, turning into slimy, and gray and black liquid flowed out of his eyes.

I suppressed my eyebrows and shook my head: "I didn't let you divide the body......"

"Oh. ”

Ye Dingxi looked at me a little innocently, and the long whip in his hand shrank and shrank, turning into a small thin rope and falling into his palm, crooked, like a small black earthworm.

"What is this?"

"Dragon tendons. ”

"Where did it come from?"

"Nezha smoked it when he was in the sea. ”

“......”

I glared at him, and I felt more and more that this guy's ability to talk nonsense was amazing

Few.

Turning around, there was a strange sizzling sound from the two lumps of meat puree, as if they had been roasted on a charcoal fire, and strange purple smoke was pouring out one by one.

"Xiao Dongtian, where is the relic?" Ye Dingxi suddenly asked.

I took the little thing out of my arms, it was hot, very warm, no wonder I didn't feel cold for so long at the top of the mountain, it was a natural warm baby.

"Oh, here you go. ”

Ye Dingxi took the relic and threw it in the direction of life.

The relics hovered in mid-air, and a burst of blood red slowly flowed out of it, as if attracted by something, and slowly shrouded the body of the living.

Immediately after, the purple smoke was absorbed by the blood red, and the two rays of light were like a storm rolling up, and they all poured into the relics against the current.

"Why is that?"

I've never seen relics like this, and I'm very curious.

Ye Dingxi smiled: "This thing can purify the heaven and earth, and all the ghost qi he absorbed in his body is already encroaching on his original body and mind, so he just uses this relic to purify and eliminate it." ”

"You mean, it's a ghost?" I asked, surprised.

"Yes and no. ”

Ye Dingxi replied: "A hundred years ago, Kui Mu Xingjun was reincarnated due to a mistake and reincarnated as a rebirth, he should have been in the temple with a green light ancient Buddha, until the end of his life, and waited for another hundred years before he could return to the Thirty-Three Days City, but he accidentally got the dry divine tree, so he used the evil thing to lock the ghost of the monks in the temple, and offered the dry divine wood and himself, so that he could get some undeserved abilities. ”

"Why would he do that?"

"In this world, there are many mortals who are eager for quick success, and among the fairies, demons and demons, there are not a few such existences. Ye Dingxi said, with a hint of sneer in his eyes.

"But, has he done anything else besides the monk all these years?"

"Getting old and dying is a puppet he created with his ghostly energy, and every time that passes, Desheng will arrange for them to go down the mountain to create disasters, and then spread the rumors that King Kui Jupiter has everything he wants, so that those believers under the mountain will come up to worship his golden body and get the power of faith. ”

The power of faith?

This is the first time I've heard this statement.

Ye Dingxi looked at my slightly puzzled eyes, and couldn't help but smile: "Mortals believe in the gods and Buddhas, and they will supply them with the power of faith, otherwise do you think that those incense and scriptures are all for nothing?"

With that, I understood.