Chapter 179: Nine Yin
Stepping into the black hole, I felt the feeling of dizziness again.
When I came back to my senses, I was back in reality, sitting on the ground, and I couldn't help but wonder if what had just happened was just a dream.
But when I saw the demon spear beside me, and the blood-stained robe, all of this told me that it was not a dream.
"Brother, are you awake?"
Yang Jian was still wearing the same black suit, and he stood beside me expressionlessly: "I took back the robe and gun for you, you can put it on." ”
'It's a trick. ’
It is not when the drizzle begins to fall in the sky, although the hometown is warm in winter and cool in summer, but it also responds to the old saying: "There are no three sunny days, no three feet flat on the ground, and no three feet of silver for people." ”
"Don't look at it." Yang Jian stretched out his hand to catch the raindrops falling from the sky: "It's not the time for you to be sad at a 45° angle now, she is about to break free." ”
I know who Yang Jian is talking about, she is Xiaoying's poor woman, who loves her man deeply both in life and after death, but God wants to torture her in a different way.
But what I didn't expect at all was that the last of the seven spirits, the Nine Yin Evil, was actually the little shadow that had always been by my side.
If it weren't for the Bone Ghost, maybe I wouldn't have found out that Xiaoying was the Seven Spirits I was looking for.
But now that I know that Xiaoying is the most important and the most tricky Nine Yin Evil, I hesitate again.
I can't be ruthless against the poor woman, and I can't use her for my own selfish desires to use that damn formation.
Sometimes I think again, if I hadn't escaped from the jumping corpse, maybe my life would have been completely different now.
But it's just a thought, and I don't regret it, and I can't regret it.
My brother told me that it's not terrible to make mistakes, but what is terrible is that you don't dare to face your mistakes and correct your mistakes.
Master once told me that I'm just too cowardly, and I don't have any self-confidence at all.
But now I understand that self-confidence is not something that others can give you. You want to be strong, you want to be confident, you want to grow.
Then you have to experience it yourself, you have to experience it yourself, you have to experience it yourself, and when others say a thousand or ten thousand words, it is just a painful reflection on your heart.
No wonder I've read a book that says that if a man wants to be strong, he has to go over a bloody cliff.
If you fall, then you will never recover, and you will live forever in pain and inferiority.
And if you grit your teeth and walk through this path that will fall down at any time, then there will be a golden avenue in front of you, and the future is extremely broad.
It's just that too many people can't give up the blood they left behind, can't let go of their past, and finally falls.
And those who passed, all of them were reborn, they were strong, they had self-confidence, and they experienced growth.
"Yang Jian."
I silently put on my blood-stained robe: "Thank you. ”
When Yang Jian heard what I said, he paused for a moment, and then patted me on the back with a smile: "You're welcome, I'm doing my job, I hope you will soon know the next opportunity to make a deal with me." I've been thinking about your body, roaring, though it feels like I'm gay. ”
I ignored Yang Jian's pretending to be crazy and stupid, but stood up straight, carried my gun upside down, and waited for everything that would happen next.
"Come on!" Yang Jian snapped his fingers suddenly: "Brother, I'll be on the side to press you down, are you ready?" ”
"Hmm." I nodded slightly, reaching out and stroking the white hair on my forehead, "I'm sorry, Xiaoying." ”
The air in front of me seemed to have been torn out by someone for a moment, and with the appearance of the big hole, I saw a dark red aura gushing out of the big hole.
At the same time, I smelled a pungent smell of blood, which was the killing intent brought by the already collapsed shadow.
The air around them seemed to freeze in an instant, and everything became extremely quiet, except for the whistling sound of the large hole gushing out.
Suddenly, a hand full of minced flesh grabbed the edge of the big hole, and I tensed up, my muscles tensed all over my body, and my eyes stared at the black hole.
As the dark shadow came out of it, I saw the small shadow shrouded in evil energy.
Now she is even bloodier than what I saw on TV, covered with unknown minced meat, chewing something hard in her mouth, blood flowing out of the corners of Xiaoying's mouth, her left hand still pinching a slightly beating heart, and her right hand holding a bloody human head.
"Xiaoying, no, now I should call you Jiuyin, right?"
I looked at the woman floating in the air in front of me, and couldn't help but say to her: "It's just a dream, Yang Guang hasn't left you yet, let's go back?" ”
"Yang Guang?" Hearing this familiar name, the Jiuyin suddenly trembled violently, she spit out the minced meat in her mouth fiercely, and muttered softly: "Guang, I killed all these people who killed you, you see, this is the old woman who blackmailed you, and now I brought her!" ”
It's not the first time I've heard a ghost speak in front of me, but this time, instead of a trace of fear, I feel a pain that is immense.
The moment Xiaoying saw Yang Guang die in front of her, Xiaoying's heart must have been in a state of collapse, and even after she incarnated into this discoloring Nine Yin Evil, she still couldn't forget a certain name that was deeply rooted in her mind.
Jiuyin suddenly laughed miserably, and then raised his hand and ate the heart and human head in a few bites.
Looking at this scene that can only happen in hell, I don't feel good at all.
"Brother!" Yang Jian saw that my heart softened again, and he hid in the distance and reminded me in a whisper: "Now is not the time for poor people!" Don't forget, she's out of her mind now! You don't do it again! I'm afraid you'll lose control of the scene for a while! Let the living people in this neighborhood bury her! ”
Yang Jian's words woke me up at once, and I remembered that this was not the poor female ghost shadow in front of me, but the Jiuyin that would explode at any time!
I raised my foot and kicked the demon spear standing beside me, and by inertia, I held the gun with both hands and ran towards Jiuyin.
"I'm sorry, I don't know if you can hear me." I looked at the trembling Jiuyin in front of me: "I can't let you kill anyone else, it's my responsibility." ”
Rushing in front of Jiuyin, I had already imprinted the power thunder recipe on the demon spear, and I stabbed at Jiuyin's head with the iron spear with lightning in my hand.