"This demon girl was born in the cloudy year of the cloudy day, and this woman must be removed, otherwise disaster will come to the world when the ghost gate is opened on the fifteenth day of July." This voice was like a spell, constantly ringing in Lu Jia's ears. Thunderstorms are staggered outside the door, and a huge amount of energy is constantly tumbling in the depths of the clouds.

"Stupid girl? Wake up. Wu Xing's five fingers dangled in front of Lu Jia's eyes.

Lu Jia woke up, and then got up and went out to have a look.

Wu Xing stopped her: "This kind of change is not an immortal fight, or a warlock is casting a spell." If you want to be swept up in the aftermath, get out. ”

Lu Jia: "You know again?" ”

"Believe it or not." Wu Xing twisted his head to the side.

Lu Jia's head was in intermittent pain like a split soul at this moment. It wasn't until later that she realized that her soul had really been cut open.

Lu Jia knew that Wu Xing was not an ordinary person, but no one had ever told her what she was doing. I only know that Wu Xing knows so many secrets of the Xuanmen at a young age. Since Wu Xing didn't let her go out rashly, he also dispelled the idea of going out and listened to him.

Lu Jia didn't know where the courage came from, but he felt that there must be a reason for meeting the coffin again and again. I saw it last time on the altar on the ground floor of Keisai Hospital. At that time, her blood dripped onto the coffin, and the blood donation was instantly infiltrated. When I met her again today, I just felt as if something in the coffin was calling her.

Lu Jia turned around and walked to the coffin and pushed the coffin lid with his hand, but the coffin lid did not move. She took a candle from the incense table and looked closely, and it turned out that the coffin lid was sealed by a dense circle of coffin nails. Wu Xing saw that she did not stop her, and probably acquiesced to her lifting the coffin.

Lu Jia pulled out a sharp dagger from his backpack. This dagger was given by Wu Xing, which not only sharpened iron like mud but also cooled to the bones. Wu Xing did not explain the origin of the dagger at the beginning, but only said that it could dispel evil and avoid evil, so that she could use it for self-defense.

She plunged the blade of the dagger into the gap between the lid and the coffin, and with a slight force, the sealed nails snapped like mowing grass. Walking around the coffin, he cut off the nails one by one. She put down her dagger and pushed the lid of the coffin, but the lid remained unmoved.

The summoning sensation inside the coffin is getting stronger and stronger. She thought for a moment, and removed a piece of yellow paper with cinnabar painted on the lid of the coffin.

At this time, Wu Xing snorted coldly: "Say that your newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, or is it stupid?" Didn't you think that there might be something ominous sealed inside this coffin? ”

"I hear...... She said it was cold inside. Lu Jia's eyes were a little confused.

She held a candle close to the coffin to illuminate it, and a woman in a dark red dress lay on her back in the coffin, and a yellow talisman paper was covered with a yellow seal paper on the door, covering her true face.

Lu Jia went to pick up the yellow paper, and Wu Xing drank, "Don't move!" At the same time as the words spoke, Lu Jia had already removed the rune paper from her face, and saw that the dead woman's face was the same as Lu Jia's.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt exploded outside, and the lightning light penetrated from the outside of the temple in the torrential rain, and I saw a yellow-faced warlock dressed in a crown and standing by the coffin lid with a whisk in his hand.

Wu Xing pulled Lu Jia Xun to take a few steps back at lightning speed, turned his head to look at the coffin lid again, but the warlock disappeared, as if he had never appeared. Lu Jia looked at the person in the coffin again, and he was gone. "Wu Xing, did you see anything just now?"

Wu Xing: "Are you talking about the person in the coffin, or the warlock?" ”

Lu Jia: "You also saw it?" ”

Wu Xing: "Hmm. ”

Lu Jia: "Daqin's costumes? ”

Wu Xing nodded.

Lu Jia: "Wu Dashen is also familiar with the folk customs of the Qin Dynasty? And this goddess palace is a bit weird. ”

Wu Xing glanced at Lu Jia with strange eyes, and said in his heart that this stupid girl is really stupid, anyone who comes can see that nothing is wrong with coming down from the well to entering this door.

"The runes on this coffin are indeed from the Qin Dynasty, and those charms are not to trap the Yin Corpse, but to increase her resentment. She was dressed in red, and after her death, she turned into a ghost and resented each other. I don't know who she provoked, but she was refined. Wu Xing looked at Lu Jia meaningfully and said, Lu Jia's back was cold at this glance.

Lu Jia: "It is said that the Qin Dynasty was an emperor in the year of Xinmao......"

Wu Xing: "You're right, as you guessed, Qin Shi Huang died that year. And the day of Bingshen and Ding You is the fifteenth day of July of that year. ”

Lu Jia: "The ghost door of the Midyear Festival is open? ”

Wu Xing: "That's right. This woman should have been born on a cloudy day, so she was designed to die on a cloudy day. The caster nailed the woman into the coffin alive in order to refine the corpse, which was extremely evil. ”

For some reason, Lu Jia hated this person who had placed a spell for no reason in his heart. Perhaps it stems from the resemblance of the woman in the coffin to hers.

After a thunderbolt fell, the female corpse in the coffin disappeared in a blink of an eye, which was really weird. But it is better for the female corpse to disappear than to be with her in the ruined temple on this stormy night.

Lu Jia just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly there was a burst of yin sound echoing in his ears. The laughter was like the mournful cry of a night owl or the howling of a wild wolf, which was terrifying.

When she looked up again, the warlock who had glanced at her was standing firmly behind Lu Jia. And beside him, a red-robed woman with long hair and a draped face stood on the ground, it was the missing female corpse!

Lu Jia stood opposite the female corpse, her face expressionless, as if she was a wood carving clay sculpture.

The warlock turned his head and smiled at Lu Jiaji, "Ninth Yin Girl, today is the time of the Yin, your soul has escaped for many years, and now it is enough for the Ninth Yin to be Yin. Your calamity is determined by heaven, and it is also the will of heaven that falls into my hands. Tonight the day of your limit comes, just surrender your soul! ”

Wu Xing looked at Lu Jia distractedly, and was accidentally attacked by a sneak attack, and was grabbed by a group of blue-faced and fanged demons on his arms and legs.

Lu Jia looked at the red-clothed woman in front of her in front of her, who looked at herself like herself, but behind the blank eyes of the female corpse opposite was hollow, as if she was ...... The soul is missing.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a chill. It's like you're facing your own shell. She touched her body, making sure that she was not dreaming, and pinched her arm fiercely: it hurts, it is alive.

The warlock who looked full of evil spirit kept saying that she would capture Lu Jia's soul, and she refused to sit still.

At this time, Wu Xing was cast a spell and hung there, and he even had two sides, and there were a few iron-faced imps grabbing his arms.

Being approached by the evil ghost for too long is afraid that his yang energy will be damaged. Just when she was distracted and anxious to cast a demon exorcism spell, she ignored the red-robed female corpse opposite.

At this moment, she heard a string of bells, and said in her heart: "This is trouble......

This is the "corpse bell". This warlock is no idle man. How can ordinary people understand the art of controlling ghosts and refining corpses? Even the corpse chasers in Xiangxi did not dare to contaminate the corpse.

The woman opposite heard the bell, and her blank eyes suddenly blinked, and then their eyes widened. Her long hair rose without wind and flew straight towards Lu Jia. Like a spiritual snake rope, he chased after Lu Jia.

A few turned over and jumped and recited a spell to exorcise ghosts, and finally scattered all the evil ghosts around Wu Xing.

At the same time, the long hair of the female corpse touched Lu Jia's body and instantly grew wildly, and a steady stream of green silk spread infinitely and entangled her.

Among the resentful corpses, the most resentful ones are the shadow corpses and the fighting corpses.

The shadow corpse can only be wrapped in a white cloth filled with evil charms and nailed into a coffin. But you can't sleep in a wooden coffin, and you can't see the light. The coffin of this woman after her death is both a wooden coffin and a yin-nourishing spell, and at this moment she has evolved into a resentful corpse.

But at this moment, she looks different from ordinary walking corpses, it can be seen that she has opened her mind a little, and her face is gradually becoming less pale, looking like a living person, so ordinary methods can no longer suppress her.

If it evolves under the continued catalysis of this warlock's corpse-raising method, it will be a corpse fight. The fighting corpses are fierce and cruel, and when the time comes, I don't know how many disasters will be inflicted on mortals.

can only get rid of the corpse controller, and then burn the corpse with real fire, but Lu Jia pity her and can't bear to really burn her; Second, if the corpse controller suddenly disappears at this moment, she has already opened a little wisdom, and if she loses control, she is very likely to run wild, but the consequences will be unimaginable; Third, Lu Jia is not necessarily the opponent of the warlock in front of him.

Just as he was hesitating to burn her with real fire, the warlock took out a scroll with a Qin Dynasty pattern. Between the incantations, a bright red cinnabar pen appeared in his hand, and an unknown incantation was written on the scroll.

Lu Jia heard which spell was continuously transmitted into her ears, and the pain of her head was like a split, and memories came flooding out uncontrollably. She screamed in pain: "Reinvention! Yes! Who are you! ”

Lu Jia saw the heart-rending cry and struggle of the female corpse before her death, and also saw her being nailed into the coffin alive by casting a spell, and also saw that between her desperate struggles, a group of Qin soldiers appeared to arrest the warlock, and the general who took the lead was the general of the group of Yin soldiers crossing the border.

"This woman was born in the middle of the seventh month when the moon was cloudy and the sun was cloudy. This demon girl will be seventeen years old and seventeen years old on the day of the seventh and a half days, absorbing the yin qi of the underworld when the ghost gate is wide open. If it is not removed, it will be a disaster to the world. ”

Everyone in the crowd was convinced that the woman was evil. Finally, on the night of the midyear festival, the blood-red coffin was placed in the underground goddess palace, and according to the warlock, only the underground divine power in the goddess palace could suppress this evil.

The warlock wasn't completely lying, she would absorb the yin qi of the time when the ghost door was wide open on the Midyear Festival. The premise is that if this woman dies in the middle of July, she will not only absorb yin qi, but also increase her resentment to the greatest extent. In addition, the woman was nailed to the coffin alive, and the Yin Gathering Formation was added, all of which prompted the woman to become a shadow corpse.

As everyone knows, when the woman was fighting to get rid of the Qin soldiers, the woman used the soul splitting technique to strip her body of her soul. Later, in order to avoid the pursuit of warlocks, he entered the reincarnation path and was reincarnated.

As the Warlock forcibly opened her soul memories, these fragmented images appeared in her mind. These memories originally belonged to her, and in the Qin Dynasty she was an alchemy maid; In the Tang Dynasty, she was Zixi, and later the carp, and the princess of Mingyang......