A long, long time ago, there was a beautiful woman named Kiyohime, who fell in love with a monk, and the monk spent a night with her, saying that he would marry her, but he left her.

In order to pursue the negative man who broke his promise, Kiyohime traveled thousands of miles, jumped into the Hidaka River, and exchanged her soul for the snake demon.

The monk hid in the ancient bell in fear, thinking that the high monk of Daocheng Temple could subdue the snake demon Qingji. Kiyohime killed half of the monks in the temple, wounded the monks, and found the negative man hiding in the bell.

The ancient bell couldn't be broken, Qing Ji couldn't beg for it, and let out a long howl, * Die with him. That night, the temple was on fire, the flames soared into the sky, and the black smoke covered the moon.

That night, Qing Ji's soul was scattered, and the monk's soul devoured the demonic power of the snake demon and became a monster inseparable from the ancient bell. He spent hundreds of years recuperating his energy, only to one day, destroy all the gods and Buddhas who could not be saved, and kill all the monks who were as pitiful as he was back then......

A bright moon hung high in the sky, and the breeze gusted, blowing the soft willow branches, and the shadows of the branches fell on the window paper, as if the soul was waving its arms unwillingly. Sakura knelt in the main hall, the Buddha statue in front of her lowered her eyes lovingly, as if she was looking at her lovingly, the candle flame beside her was swaying slightly, and the woman in purple was silently reciting the scriptures with her eyes closed, and there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

After reading the last word, Sakura let out a sigh of relief, slowly opened her eyes, and bowed deeply to the Buddha statue: "God and Buddha are merciful, Sakura offended tonight." ”

The woman said that as long as you write this incantation on the ground with blood and recite it silently three times in your heart, you can gather the resentment of the resentful spirits in this place, and then absorb it with Jianmu before the resentment swallows each other into a ghost king, and then fuse it with blood to obtain the power of Jianmu. And Daocheng Temple is an excellent place to gather grievances.

The monks who died tragically under the snake tail of Qing Ji, as well as the monks killed by An Zhen, were suppressed under the Buddhist temple and could not be transcended forever, and they had already had monstrous grievances, just waiting for one to vent.

Tick. Tick.

The blade slashed across the palm of her hand, and a wisp of bright red dripped down the blade onto Sakura's skirt, blooming an elegant blood rose. Her hand shaking the knife shook as if she remembered her mother who had drawn her sword in front of her eyes, and threw the knife far away with a wave of her hand.

Mother, do you see, I have fulfilled your unfulfilled wish.

It is impossible for my father to turn over again, and the emperor's table is already full of evidence of his unsightly crimes over the years, whether it is bribery or forming gangs, everything is dissatisfied with the emperor.

My dear father, he may not know that his daughter betrayed him like his wife and put him to death step by step. He thought I was just a little ambitious, but I didn't know how much I had done with Takeshi Fujita's hand through his hand, I spread rumors and joined Takeshi Fujita to perform this debut into the temple bell, just because I didn't want to marry Penglai, but unfortunately, it was the woman who fell into the heart eater, but it's okay, at least the marriage contract is gone, I'm free, and he's alive......

Mother, I have seen the most beautiful man in the world, but his heart is never in me.

Mother, you have not loved, you will not know this feeling.

But it doesn't matter, as long as I fuse Jianmu today, I will be an immortal tomorrow, and no one can be presumptuous with me anymore......

The woman in purple tugged at the corners of her mouth and dropped the first stroke.

Zen room.

Woo woo - a terrible wail suddenly sounded in his ears, and he waved it without a fan, only to hear a poof, and the resentment dissipated into a cloud of ash in the golden light. The room was full of charred souls at some point, they struggled, the resentment on their bodies kept flying in the direction of the main hall, and they looked out of the window, the grievances were pervasive, and the ghosts cried constantly, it turned out that someone was condensing the grievances of the souls!

The sliding door was directly slammed open, and Jun Luo looked at Wuyong with a serious expression, and his breathing was quite rapid.

She glanced outside, waved at Wuyong, and flew towards the main hall.

This is exactly the spell of the resentful demon gathering the soul at that time, there has been a tragedy here, if you don't suppress it quickly, the Buddhist temple will also be taken by the ghost king!

On the way, Junluo saw a few lonely monks haunted by ghosts, and threw a few darts to relieve them, regardless of whether those monks escaped or not, and kept rushing to the main hall. At this time, the main hall is where the resentment gathers, and I don't know who is so capable of rushing in front of the Buddha to be so presumptuous, doing this evil law, if you can, Junluo really seems to know and know.

"Ahh......h

It's still a woman she knows a lot.

Peng!

The roof of the main hall was pounded with a large hole, and a red shadow jumped down on the splinters of wood. Jun Luo stabilized his figure, and looked up to see a figure in a robe slowly falling in front of him, and the woman in purple held a touch of silver and blue in her hand, and the blood was stained on her pretty face like white porcelain, adding a bit of hideousness.

"Is that you?"

Seeing that Junluo opened his mouth but didn't make a sound, Sakura sneered: "You don't have to pretend here, isn't it me, you don't know yet?"

The woman in red frowned, looking puzzled. She didn't understand what Sakura was talking about. The woman in purple didn't pay attention to her, just looked at the growing resentment in front of her, and there was a faint light in her eyes: "You think I'll be led away by you, hehe, I just learned something you don't know......"

"Jianmu can also devour each other. Once you're near-die, I can take your power, Miss Junluo, surprise?"

The smile on the woman's face gradually became rampant, Jun Luo looked at the resentment that was gathering more and more, the unjust souls inside were devouring each other, or half a pillar of incense, there would be a winner, that is, ...... Ghost King!

It's so ruthless to borrow a knife to kill. Jun Luo sighed secretly in his heart, and stroked the hairpin on his head with his hand.

What is this called? There must be something hateful about the wretched.

The kapok hairpin suddenly rotated in her hand, the petals were separated from the hairpin, and the red rain was all over the place, all of which were caged to the cherry blossoms in front, Jun Luo held the hairpin and shook it, and the hairpin instantly elongated, looking like a long needle, the tip of the needle flashed a little dark green light, and it was also quenched with poison!

Seeing the red light flying towards her, Sakura hurriedly urged the spell, and a circle of silver and blue light swung on the building wood to protect her, but in the next second, those menacing petals seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind, and floated towards the grievance, Sakura sighed in her heart, secretly screaming that it was not good, and was just about to stop it, when a strong wind suddenly came from her ears, and Junluo grabbed her neck with one hand, and the sharp needle tip was against Sakura's artery.

"You're wrong. Jun Luo's voice was hoarse, and the woman in purple looked at the large cloud of black gas shrouded in red rain in front of her almost sluggishly, her eyes gradually became desperate, and for a moment her ears were full of ghost cries—they were on the run!

The blood-colored curse mark on the ground flickered a few times, the light dimmed, and a surging golden light fell from the sky, and where it passed, the unjust soul was wiped out. Wuyong caught the fan of all beings, looked at the surprised Sakurahime, and his eyes were extremely cold: "My cousin plays a good chess hand." ”

"Why, why doesn't it work...... Sakura's eyes turned red for a moment, she stared blankly at the spell mark written in her blood, and was about to stab Junluo with a wave of Jianmu in her hand, the latter's arm tightly strangled her neck, and Sakura's hand flashed on the side of her body, directly pressing the person to the ground - "Junluo!

"I also want to ask who taught you such evil arts, is the matter of Qinglong Town related to you?" The woman in red knelt on one knee on her back, and the long needle in her hand never fell. She has too many questions that Sakura needs to answer alive. Sakura also saw this, sneered, and clenched the Jianmu in her hand: "You don't have to pretend that someone is pretending to be you to lie to me, there are only two Jianmu in the world, one is in you and the other is in me, and that person obviously has the breath ......of Jianmu! Oh, don't think about pretending, I'm shrewd, I would be gullible at the time, and it's not because it was you who told me about this evil art who had fused with Jianmu!"

Hearing the 'blood on the fingertips of the ten fingers', Jun Luo and Wu Yong's faces changed, and there were still lonely souls crawling outside the main hall, Jun Luo raised his eyes and looked, it was black, except for the reddish court lamp, he couldn't see anything.

There is an evil spell in which the person who is cursed will die of blood, and the curse is the blood of the fingertips of the ten fingers of the person who is cursed.

"When did she look for you?"

"Yesterday night. ”

"That's not her. Wu Yong said lightly, with some pity in his tone: "Since yesterday evening, she has been with me since yesterday evening, and she has not left an inch. ”

Wu Yong's words are like a basin of cold water, which instantly pours the cherry blossoms to the heart. The beautiful woman looked at the wound on her hand in a daze, whimpered out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground. She looked at the knife that she had thrown into the shadows with tears in her eyes, and cried silently.

"I really don't understand, why did you save your father and hurt him again?"

"Don't you want to ask me, why do you want to eat the heart......" Sakura raised her head slightly, looked at the man in white, and smiled sadly: "I was born to marry you, why? I can let the whole Dongying praise me, why do I want to marry that little Penglai? You probably don't know, since I knew my fate, I have been hating you until I saw you......."

I realized I was wrong for twenty years.

But it was too late. The Mind Eater is down, and you are going to be a dead end, and then I found that you didn't give me a look at all, and when Takeshi Fujita told me that the Mind Eater was triggered, I was happy and heartbroken.

"Cousin, if you have seen the person you love die in front of you, you will know that at that moment, you are also dead. ”

"My mother's biggest mistake was to be used as a tool to marry someone she didn't love at all, why did Fujita Ichiro let her cut herself, and why did Gen Hiiragi say that she betrayed him!

When I was young, he always said that my eyes were beautiful because I looked like my aunt, only my eyes were like my mother, and when I grew up, he would frown slightly every time he saw me, because my eyes were beautiful and would remind him of his mother.

From start to finish, what am I doing wrong?

"Since he cares so much, I just want him to be betrayed and die. Save him, and then push him off the cliff with my own hands, to show how much I hate him!"

The woman's hoarse cry echoed in the main hall, Jun Luo lowered her head, unable to see her expression, and after a while, she moved her lips: "You are so pitiful, but you deserve to die." ”

She took back the hairpin, let go of Sakura, and didn't take away her Jianmu, and walked to Wuyong's side. Blood spilled from the corners of her mouth and ears, the backlash of forcibly listening to the voice just now, but she just opened her arms to Wuyong, raised her chin outward, and signaled to leave.

The man in white looked at her, gently brushed the dust off her shoulders, and said, "There are demons in this place." ”

"There's something demonic about you. ”

Peng, the woman in red, looked back in amazement, only to see that the beauty who had just been alive had now become a bloody person, and the blood was bubbling from her body like a stream, and the Buddha statue in front of her was still with her eyes down, and she couldn't tell whether it was anger or compassion.

A gust of wind passed, Jun Luo trembled slightly, and then was gently hugged by the man. Wuyong gently kissed the tips of her hair, the tips of her ears, and finally stopped on her cheek, he closed his eyes and sighed softly: "Forget it, there is still me." He didn't know if Jun Luo heard it, but he saw that the woman in red lowered her head slightly, and her whole body began to tremble, and outside, the rooster crowed all over her head-

It's already a new day.