It was this illusion of harmony that confused Aunt Wu and made her not alert at all, otherwise after realizing that something was wrong, she would have gone up the mountain to urge Song Daochang to save her life.

At this time, from Daoist Song's tone, Aunt Wu also heard his worry, and seeing him look at the eyes of the two apprentices, Aunt Wu didn't know that he was probably hesitant at this time.

At this time, she already knew that Shen Zhuang was a real haunting, and she almost lost her life under the evil ghost's life, so she naturally knew the power of the ghost.

She had seen Song Dao Chang make a move, and she also knew that this old Dao had real skills, and she was afraid that he would retreat at this time, so she couldn't help but shout:

"Daochang Song—"

After Aunt Wu shouted, seeing that the old Taoist priest did not make a sound, she immediately became anxious, and increased the volume and called:

"Daoist Song!"

This time the voice shouted so loudly that even the people who were driving the car outside heard it, and Daoist Song came back to his senses and took his eyes back from the two apprentices.

Aunt Wu took a handkerchief and covered her eyes, crying 'woo':

"My brother and sister-in-law are still at home, there are many people in the family, and my nephews and grandchildren are still young, and I don't know what is happening now. Please also ask Daochang Song to save his life......"

After the haunting had passed, worries about the family came to mind.

Knowing that Shen Zhuang's yin ghost was so powerful, he almost died after just one trip back, but it is conceivable that the relatives of the maiden family who lived in it did not know how frightened they were at this time.

Even judging from the last time she went back, maybe the brothers and sisters-in-law were completely unaware of the existence of ghosts in the house, and there was even a state of coexistence of humans and ghosts.

"Help?"

When Daochang Song heard her words, he couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"Whether you can save your life depends on the will of heaven......" He thought of the three pillars of incense on the three masters and apprentices before going out in the morning, and his eyes dimmed again:

"When the mud bodhisattva crosses the river, he can't protect himself, so how can he save the lives of others?"

"Song Daochang is a god, and the Ji people have their own heavenly appearance, and they are blessed by the gods."

Aunt Wu was afraid that he would not regret it, so she quickly took a deep breath and wiped her face with a handkerchief:

"The two high-ranking disciples are also blessed with great fortunes, and they have won the true transmission of the Taoist."

After she said this, her body rubbed up, and she knelt on the carriage board with a 'bang':

"Please also ask the Taoist chief to have mercy and save my poor relatives."

Aunt Wu was fat and stout, and when she knelt down, the people in the entire carriage shook with her.

She was eager to ask for help, and she also saw Song Daochang's hesitation, and was deeply afraid that he would take care of Shen Zhuang's serious situation and endanger the lives of his two apprentices, so she regretted not going, and suddenly knocked her head down with a few bangs:

"My brother and sister-in-law are good people, and my nephews and grandchildren are very young, so they don't deserve such a sin......"

"Hurry up, Aunt Wu."

Song Chang is young and young, enthusiastic and enthusiastic, and has a lot of time to deal with Aunt Wu, seeing her crying and kneeling and begging at this time, he couldn't bear it, and couldn't help but reach out to pull her up:

"The master has a cold face and a warm heart, and if he agrees to help, he will not regret it."

Aunt Wu is fat and shudder, and ordinary people can't afford to pull her.

At this time, Song Changqing only pulled her lightly, and then pulled her back to her original position.

She was first startled by Song Changqing's actions, and then when she heard his words, she burst into tears and laughed:

"Really?"

"Of course it's true." The young man nodded heavily, muttering:

"How else can I lie to you?"

Aunt Wu was relieved now: "Changqing is an honest child, Aunt Wu believes in you." ”

Having said that, she still turned her head and secretly glanced at Song Daochang, and was slightly relieved when she saw him glaring at the apprentice fiercely, as if he was a little angry, but she didn't say anything against it.

After the big stone in her heart landed, Aunt Wu was a little sorry for pulling the master and apprentice into this troubled water, and she reached out to pull the package on Song Changqing's back:

"Come, Changqing, I'll carry this bag for you, don't look at your aunt's age, but I have a lot of strength, and when I work at home, I don't lose my family."

How could Song Changqing let her carry things for herself, so she naturally refused:

"No need Aunt Wu, these are just some of my little sister's clothes......"

Because of Daochang Song's supernatural powers, he agreed to go to Shen Zhuang and his party, and the worries in Aunt Wu's heart suddenly relaxed mostly, and it was rare to have some other thoughts.

"Miss Song—" Her swollen eyelids rolled and fell on Song Qingxiao's body.

This sound of 'Miss Song' actually aroused Song Qingxiao's long-lost feeling of numbness on her scalp.

"Miss Song is seventeen this year, right? He's so handsome, haven't you said anything about people? What kind of young man do you like, when Shen Zhuang's affairs are finished, go back and Aunt Wu will inquire for you......"

"......" Song Qing's small eyelids jumped, she felt that this trial was particularly strange.

In the previous trials, although her identity in the trial scene was also set, it was not like this time, as if she had already integrated into it early on.

Whether it is Song Daochang, Song Changqing, or even Aunt Wu, they all show a closeness to her who has known her for many years.

Their behavior, either maintaining or being intimate, gave Song Qingxiao a very strange feeling.

It's as if Aunt Wu is laughing and teasing about her family affairs at this time, as if an elderly person is concerned about her future-

Song Qingxiao thought of the scene when she mentioned herself back to Shenzhuang earlier, because it was too real, so she didn't realize that something was wrong at the first time.

She didn't show shyness as Aunt Wu expected, but naturally changed the topic:

"A hundred years ago, why did a warlord order the slaughter of the city?"

Shen Zhuang is now in a gloomy mood, and the ghosts are in the world, and I am afraid that it is inseparable from the massacre a hundred years ago.

Although so far, Song Qingxiao has not discovered the connection between this trial mission and the haunting of Shen Zhuang, but the trial will not go here for no reason, and it is very likely that Shen Zhuang is the place where he needs to complete the task.

Since he was going to Shenzhuang, he naturally had to find out his origin and the reason for the haunting.

This time the task was quite difficult, not only because of the high number of points earned after completing the mission, but also because she had an unusually strong contender.

The more details she knows, the better it will be for her to complete it.

Although there was only one competitor this time, this undoubtedly greatly reduced the time she had to bother finding the trialists of the hostile camp, but at the same time, the existence of Dong Qin's selflessness was far more dangerous than every trialist she had ever encountered.

This person hadn't appeared yet, but the thought of his eyes made Song Qingxiao quite uneasy.

Su Wu had said that the reason why the Divine Prison arranged for the two to appear might be because of the power brought by her bloodline and her cultivation was no less than that of a monk in the late stage of the Hedao Realm, but Song Qingxiao guessed that it might have been more than that.

She touched her wrist, and as her fingertips rubbed, a cloud of silver light wrapped in a blood mist slowly emerged under her pale cyan veil, only to quickly disappear again.

The silver wolf devoured the Chaos Orb, and then devoured the flesh and blood of the Beastmaster.

According to its past situation, if the silver wolf did not die, it would definitely be promoted because of it.

Not to mention the power of the Beastmaster, it is the huge energy contained in the Chaos Bead that devoured the Sea of Stars, it is a very terrifying existence.

It temporarily resides within itself, and in the eyes of the laws of hell, it is one with its power.

The reason why the Divine Prison would arrange for himself to be in the same trial ground with Dong Qin Wuself was most likely because of the silver wolf, not his own reasons.

But in this way, the situation is extremely unfavorable to Song Qingxiao.

The existence of the silver wolf is a small bug for the law of the Divine Hell, if it really awakens, maybe its strength will increase greatly, and even after absorbing the power of the beast king, maybe it can make Dong Qin fearless.

But the problem is that it needs to wake up!

It was too seriously injured in the battle with the Beastmaster that day, and the two forces it absorbed were too strong, when it could digest these powers, Song Qing was completely uncertain.

What's more, there is also the existence of Chaos Beads, Song Qingxiao has not forgotten Shi Qiuwu's ultimate purpose of absorbing the Sea of Stars with beads back then.

This bead contains the power and resentment of all the demon beasts in the Sea of Stars, I don't know what kind of impact this power will have on the silver wolf, everything is unknown before it wakes up.

She rubbed her fingers against the place where the Silver Shadow Totem appeared, and her originally slightly impetuous mood regained her calm.

"These ...... Does it have anything to do with what happened a hundred years ago? ”

Song Qingxiao mentioned Shen Zhuang again, and Aunt Wu was no longer in the mood to laugh, her expression became heavy again, and she asked.

She was already frightened, even though it was daytime, but she didn't even dare to mention the word 'ghost'.

"Possibly." Daoist Song glanced at the little apprentice a little strangely, and then nodded.

"But, but," Aunt Wu stammered: "Didn't you do the Dharma back then?" Those unjust souls have been overcrossed, and they have re-watched feng shui, and the corpses have also been buried, and a monument has been erected, and there have been people offering incense to this day. ”

Nearly a hundred years have passed, and those who died back then may have already been reincarnated.

In addition, there was no demon moth in the middle, why did it suddenly go wrong at this time?

"The rituals of the past may have only temporarily appeased some of the unjust souls." Song explained:

"After all, there are many dead people, and the grievances are very strong, otherwise it would not have had such a deep impact on Shen Zhuang."

He thought for a moment, and out of caution, asked:

"In the past hundred years, has anything unusual happened in Shen Zhuang?"

Daochang Song didn't say it explicitly, but Aunt Wu still understood the meaning of his words at once, and immediately shook her head without hesitation.

Her behavior was too decisive and unthinking, which surprised Daochang Song.

Just without waiting for him to ask, Aunt Wu said:

"Over the years, because of those first things, the squires and mayors in Shenzhuang have been very concerned about this matter, and every year they will definitely invite a respected person to preside over a big sacrifice to appease the souls of the year."

The squires and clan elders in the city are all friendly with some outsiders, and often ask people to calculate fortune, before that, they never said that Shen Zhuang would have an accident.

"Alas, it may be fate to have this fate."

Aunt Wu sighed.

Since it is not the cause of the events of a hundred years later, it must be inseparable from the massacre a hundred years ago.

Aunt Wu settled down and began to speak:

"In fact, in the middle of the Jin Dynasty, Shenzhuang was famous for planting mulberry and raising silkworms."

Her maiden home is in Shenzhuang, and she naturally knows more than Song Changqing.

The ox cart swayed forward, its wheels rubbing against the ground and making a 'cooing' sound.

Aunt Wu's slightly tired voice sounded in the sound of the car shaking:

"When it came to the late Jin, the people everywhere were struggling to make a living, and the people were dissatisfied, and many people were eating and eating, and they couldn't survive anymore, so they had to revolt."

At that time, the government was corrupt, the emperor was incompetent, and corrupt officials were rampant, forcing the people to rebel against the court.

"At that time, there was a person named Li Guochao, who once called himself the king of heaven and descended to earth, and even laid down Liaocheng, proclaimed himself emperor, and even ascended the throne in Liaocheng."

The impact of this matter was extremely bad, and the imperial court naturally could not tolerate this matter, so it naturally sent troops to suppress it, and the emperor sternly ordered that this person must be taken first.

But when the army travels, the difficulty is that there is no money in the army, lack of rice and food, etc.

At that time, the soldiers could not fill their stomachs, and the imperial court could not send out the army, which made the morale of the imperial army very low.

But under the emperor's order, a general named Xu Shouyi led the army outside Liaocheng at that time.

The regular army of the imperial court and the rebel army fought in Liaocheng, but unfortunately, compared with the rebels who had taken root in Liaocheng and looted food, women, and strong men, the morale of the imperial army's army was low.

The lack of food and resentment of the soldiers, coupled with the ferocity of the rebels, eventually led to the defeat of the imperial army.

Not only failed to suppress the bandits, but was even pursued by the rebels and fled all the way to Shenzhuang.

"At that time, although Shenzhuang was still nominally called Zhuangzi, in fact, it has become very developed in the development of the silk industry for decades." In the middle, it has even expanded several times, and the scale is no less than a city.

Because Shenzhuang was wealthy, the chaos of the late Jin period actually did not affect it much.

As soon as the defeated army retreated, the people of the city even welcomed these soldiers very warmly.

"But people's hearts are not ancient." Aunt Wu talked about the rumors of the year and let out a long sigh:

"Shen Zhuang's affluence may have aroused the covetousness of these people."

Li Guochao also led the rebels to pursue to the boundary of Shenzhuang, and the two sides were separated by the city wall, ready to fight to the death.

The two sides fought several battles, and the number of dead people is unknown.

"At that time, the clear river outside Shenzhuang was stained red with human blood, and the piles of corpses almost filled the protective wall."

In such a situation, no one is willing to give up.

The rebels vowed to take this rich land and use it as their capital after the establishment of their own state.

Both sides were red-eyed, so many people died, the rebels were reluctant to leave, and the people in the city were also trapped and killed.

Maybe there were too many dead people, and she felt that she couldn't escape, Aunt Wu sighed:

"Then Xu Shouyi is crazy, probably unwilling to hand over the complete Shenzhuang to the rebels, so on the seventh day of being trapped, he began to order the slaughter of the city."

At first, the rebels didn't notice this, until the inner walls of the walls began to bleed.

Some brave people stepped on the corpses of people piled up into a 'human ladder' to see, and saw that the corpses in the city were all over the field, like hell on earth.

For a moment, the frightened man was so frightened that he screamed incessantly.

The city turned into a dead city, full of ghosts, and even birds and beasts did not dare to approach again.