025, back from the dead
025, back from the dead
The 7749 flashing squares represent the 7749 women who are in the same life as Cheng Ying in the same year, month, and day. The moment the head landed on the clay figure, the pitch-black clay figure turned into a living woman!
Cheng Ying was still floating in the air, the expression on her face frozen. Not to rejoice that there are forty-nine weird people on the ground, and not to be terrified by the fact that there is a weird monster on the ceiling.
She's just a carefree corpse with no joys, no sorrows, no fears!
The circle has been activated.
The woman looked at Cheng Ying with a frozen face without joy or sadness in mid-air, and a sad smile pulled up at the corner of her mouth.
The light blade formed by the condensation of his hand severed the connection between his body and the strange black shadow on the ceiling, and a drop of blood condensed from his fingertips flew towards the monster on the ceiling, as if to break some kind of agreement. The monster that was originally surrounded by a strange black aura revealed its true face after the drop of blood broke through its body-
A strange creature with a scarlet body and tentacles like sea anemones.
At the moment when the woman severed her connection with the strange creature, a bright red light suddenly burst out, heading straight into the sky. The skulls under the hem of her skirt all turned to ashes at this moment and disappeared into the heavens and the earth.
"Wake up, my little darling!"
"Wake up, Yingying!"
At the same moment, the twelve old men began to recite the ancient and ancient incantation, and obscure words popped out from between their lips and teeth, I don't know if Ye Jian understood it, anyway, Mo Tong didn't understand a word, and of course he didn't understand the seal on the hands of the twelve old men.
The large array with blood-red light began to rotate, and the twelve old men also quickly shifted around the edge of the formation, and as the large array rotated faster and faster, in the end, only afterimages remained in the air.
The woman standing in the center of the circle spread her arms and scattered her whole body, and after a burst of white light, the whole person was like a glowing red sea urchin-
The red light of the strange circle is even worse!
Forty-nine women with strange figures standing in the circle slowly rose up, their bodies gradually thinning, and finally turned into colorful points of light and flew in the air. Those points of light slowly and orderly rotated around Cheng Ying, slowly forming a circle of light to wrap her whole body.
The woman chanted the mantra again, and the obscure ancient mantra was like a mourning song that drew tears to the eyes, making people feel extremely sad and painful.
Ye Jian silently handed over two earplugs, and the two of them blocked their ears one after another, and did not take them off until the vibration in the air was weak. When I regained my hearing again, I only heard the crisp and pleasant voice of a woman like a yellow warbler, and it became like a bellows, piercing, and old.
Even so, the woman still shouted slowly and with all her might:
"Transcendence of reincarnation!"
"Transcendence of life and death!"
"Beyond fate!"
"Wake up, my child!"
Like the affectionate kiss of the prince awakening the princess in a fairy tale, surrounded by colorful points of light, Cheng Ying's pale and dead skin was reborn at a speed visible to the naked eye, regaining fullness, becoming ruddy, and bursting by blowing. The scattered eyes gradually condensed into a divine glow, and as the colorful light curtain weakened, the pupils regained their color.
When the colorful light curtain disappeared completely, Cheng Ying closed her eyes, and her chest fluctuated in breathing.
She's resurrected!
Seeing this, a relieved smile finally appeared on the woman's face.
"Let's see my mother for the last time!"
"Wake up!"
"Wake up!"
"Wake up quickly!"
As the woman screamed for death, Cheng Ying, who was as stiff as a dead corpse, opened her eyes again. There was a soft light in the eyes that were not shining. As Cheng Ying opened her eyes, the light array on the ground and the twelve Dharma Protectors all turned into powder at that moment and disappeared into heaven and earth!
The woman seemed to have exhausted her life's energy, and fell directly to the ground, her high bun was shaken and draped, and a black silk turned silver at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her delicate face like a girl became furrowed. The undulating chest and the breath sound of the bellows pulling were evident in the dark night.
"Nanli, I succeeded!"
Before he could finish speaking, a mouthful of pearls fell from the gums. I don't know if it's the gum's non-retention or the earth's thoughts. Looking at the teeth that had collapsed to the ground, the woman's lips trembled, her eyes were teary, and she could not distinguish between joy and sorrow.
The black-clothed hat-man who had been guarding the edge of the circle walked up to the woman and helped her up, because the black veil on the edge of the hat was obscuring him, and he couldn't see any expression. However, the hand on the woman's shoulder was pinched, as if giving the woman infinite strength.
Cheng Ying, who had been stunned in the air for a long time, regained her senses, stepped into the air, walked to the woman and knelt down, her bright eyes were instantly filled with mist.
"Mother."