I immediately stopped the old woman in her path, and she pushed me with all her remaining strength, shouting her son's name incessantly. The passing ghost turned around, and the faces were reflected in front of him, evoking the memories of all the living in Dongyan Town. It was the one who gave them life, the one they gave life, the one they had lived with for countless days and nights.

The doors of every house were wide open, and one by one they took to the streets, breaking the barrier between yin and yang, breaking down and hiding their faces and crying, shouting the names of the dead hoarsely. They are parents who have lost their children, offspring who have lost blood relatives, husbands and wives who have lost each other, and best friends who have lost siblings......

The green mountains are speechless, and the green water is wrinkled.

I stood at the junction of yin and yang, watching them run towards the illusion of knowingly committing it.

The old woman fell to her knees in front of me, and dozens of people crossed me and ran to their relatives, hugging me and whispering. Blame, worry, cry, retain, all kinds of words are mixed together, the sound is like crying blood, every word of miserable tears, and I don't ask why.

"Wake up! They are not your relatives! "I stand on the edge of trust, stopping one person after another who has been hooked by emotion.

Caught in the crowd, in the face of increasingly chaotic scenes, a sense of powerlessness gradually crept up along his heels.

I was infected with sorrow, but there was no one to find and no one to read. The tart soul whip was held in his hand, and the responsibility never looked at the emotional side, and with one hand, he grabbed the yin soul that was held by someone and showed his fangs, and pierced his head with the whip body full of yang energy.

I ignored the screams of a living man behind me, grabbed the second one nearby, and raised the tart whip, but someone pushed me from behind, and I didn't notice that one stumbled into the ghost pile.

As if the wet moss scratched the back of the neck, a gust of wind rose, and I hurriedly followed Jiang Xun's example, wrapped the tart demon whip around my forearm, and swung it violently in the direction behind me, sweeping out a few souls, and my breath was faint in an instant.

"Dad! Mother! A man's cry came into my ears, his angry eyes burned with hatred, and he gritted his teeth and yelled at me: "Shen Qing! You killed my parents, you're a murderer! Murderer - murderer! ”

As he spoke, he pounced on me, I pressed against his fist, my chest was as hot as anger, and I roared in a low voice: "Think about how many years your parents have been dead, you sent them on the road with your own hands, and watched my master be buried in a coffin, how can the dead be resurrected?" What exactly are they now, don't you know? ”

"All I saw was them standing in front of me alive!"

"That's because there are people playing here, they are all evil spirits who are being used, and they want your lives!"

As soon as I finished speaking, a stone fell on my back, the man stared at me, loud for everyone to hear, trembling with excitement, pointing at me and saying angrily: "All the white affairs of our relatives are in charge of you Shen Ji, the children and grandchildren of Dongyan Town have never treated you badly for so many years, and your master said that my parents have rested in peace and walked on the road smoothly." If you're right, how did they become demons? Shen Ji deceived us, as soon as your master left, what do you give us to explain! ”

I was about to explain, but he suddenly turned to the group and said, "Do any of you remember how many people died in a cold disaster when she came to our town?" ”

The commotion fell silent in an instant.

At that time, no one had ever mentioned it for sixteen years.

"She is the one who brings disaster to us, she is a witch! That apprentice of his, a demon! Shen Ji has already been finished, and it will be over after Mr. Shen leaves! They're two demons and monsters, and they're here to harm us! She killed our loved ones, and the next one will kill us who are alive, and she also wants to resurrect the disaster of sixteen years ago and turn Dongyan Town into hell! ”

"Get them out of East Salt Town!"

"Get out of our house!"

Stones kept being thrown at me, and I struggled to turn my head, but I couldn't see it. A group of short children in the crowd squatted on the ground to pick up stones.

I still remember that one of them was the youngest son of the Yamashita forge shop, and his mother had a difficult birth during childbirth, and I went to help, and used a soul strengthening charm to stabilize his breath and stop the wild ghosts who robbed him to return to the sun.

In addition, after his grandfather died unexpectedly, he walked uneasily, and I did not stay in the mourning hall with my son, and did 81 days of rituals......

The past is vivid, but at this moment, it is like a lifetime.

"We, Dongyan Town, will no longer hang Shen Ji's signboard from now on! Where outsiders come from and where they are going, we don't welcome people with bad intentions! ”

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

They let out a unified cry, and I took a step back like a thunderbolt, and the revenant behind me forced up and tried to get on me, striking the strong yang energy of the tart whip again and again.

Get out.

Take this signboard and get out of the place where it has taken root for a hundred years.

A stone smashed on his head, blood sliding down his cheek, warm and sticky.

The flesh is rampant, the yin spirits recognize the human world, and they go crazy with excitement, they grab the people closest to them, greedily suck the anger of the other person, and burrow into their bodies. The originally mild-mannered man immediately changed his temperament and pounced viciously on the side of his fellow humans.

I lowered my head and looked at the blood stains on my shirt, and the tart whip in my hand was a little heavier.

I have been in Dongyan Town for 16 years, and I have done 16 years of white things for the people here, treating it as my home, and I think I have nothing to be sorry for them, but when I was killed, I got it like this.

The crowd screamed in panic, one person vigorously penetrated the other party's belly, grabbed the heart and lungs, and the blood spurted out several meters away, pinching and bursting the beating heart, which made people even more panicked and turbulent.

I took a deep breath and whipped away the ghasts beside me, drew talismans on the spot within my radius, locked up the ghosts rushing towards the others, and tightened them to my side.

The Conjuring Spirits exuded an aura that attracted the Yin Spirits, and more and more souls came towards me, while those who had taken possession of the bodies of the living earlier looked at me from a distance, full of evil spirits.

When they got closer, I begged Master Zu in my heart to bless us through the difficulties, stop killing each other, gather all the yang energy in my body, pour it all into the tart soul whip, concentrate my energy, and slash in the direction where the yin soul is the most.

A ray of light broke through a glimmer of life, and I tried my best to shake off the surrounding souls, but more and more yin qi was poured into my body, and manipulating the tart soul whip became the most difficult thing.

Seeing that the road was blocked by more and more ghosts, I was lucky again, and before I could use it, I was slapped out by a demon who had a way. The throat was sweet, the breath was washed out, and a mouthful of blood spat out, splashing on the tart soul whip, and humming and whispering.

Seeing that the demon had succeeded, he rushed before me, and I resisted, but the attack did not fall. As soon as he looked up, his black hair tied him up. My chest thumped, and I stood up against the old wall, and what I saw was the changed Zhang Qianran.

She looked strange compared to any other spirit, her hair completely obscuring her face, and her nails were sharp and long. It was so close that I could feel that the skin I had painted for her had fallen off, and that she must have a frightening, rotten, puffy face under her hair now.

I was on guard, Zhang Qianran bypassed me, reached out and grabbed the demon's body.

I was stunned, and saw that the other ghosts also stopped moving, and quickly got up and wanted to go to someone for help. As soon as he stood up, there was a loud "boom" from Zhang Qingshan, the earth shook, and everyone couldn't stand steadily, lying on the ground crookedly.

The ghosts fought endlessly, and the earthquake lasted for nearly two or three minutes, gradually calming down.

I swallowed, shook the dust and stood up, squinting my eyes ahead.

Zhang Qingshan, who was originally standing tall and straight into the clouds, collapsed in an instant, the mountains were razed to the ground, and the rocks were piled up, and the house in the middle was still there. At the gate, Shen Ji's signboard hung high, unscathed.

My eyes were dizzy, the talisman on the door of Shen Ji was gone, the door was open, but Jiang Xun's figure was gone.

Finally walked to the door, gritted his teeth, and saw Liu Fu standing in front of the coffin, his face was cold, and he was muttering some incantation. Beside him, Zhou Hongsan was full of souls, standing sluggishly, bound by a white wire, unable to move.

"Master!" Before Zi called me, I turned around and saw him running from the direction of the back mountain, his eyes were confused and flustered, and he said to me urgently: "Zhou Hong's body stood up by itself, and there was no ......."

Halfway through his words, when he saw the situation inside Shen Jimen, his pupils trembled fiercely, and he looked at them stiffly.

I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand, and stepped into the door, and the blood array under my feet was complete, in the shape of a swimming dragon.

"Why?" I stood not far from Liu Fu, slowly adjusting my chaotic aura.

Liu Fu's lips trembled slightly, and he kept spitting out some jumbled sentences, and I glanced around, but there was no sign of anyone else.

As Liu Fu's incantation was finished, Zhou Hong seemed to be in great pain, screaming in his mouth, convulsing and begging for help.

I had never seen this formation, and I tried to step forward, and my heart tingled, and my eardrum was filled with yin gongs and brass bells. At the moment when the pain was deepest, a picture came to mind for no reason.

The blue color is in the sky, the drunken dream is poured, and the eyes are boundless. Walking in the wilderness in the deer, flowing water playing in the fish, the stream breeze is warm, leisurely and comfortable. Suddenly, the smoke rises again, there is no lonely Hong, the mountains are light, the color is lost, and the killing atmosphere is everywhere.

My heart was so confused that I almost fell to the ground, the son did not hold my shoulders, it seemed unaffected, people were near, and that down-to-earth feeling made me settle. I breathed a sigh of relief, Ziwei pulled out the dagger, raised the knife in my hand, and stabbed at the white line on Zhou Hong's body.

Liu Fu was greatly stimulated, and rushed in front of him like crazy, and the blade immediately cut a long cut in his chest. Ziwei frowned, I frowned and looked over, Liu Fu's body was not bleeding, only the thin muscles were cut and rolled outward. After a closer look, he was extremely shriveled at this time, his eyes were deep-set, his cheekbones collapsed, and his whole person's spirit collapsed.

"It's not close......" he said, his eyes rolled to the corners of his eyes to look at us, his voice hoarse, "it's not close...... One final note...... I'm going to make it......"

"Save me, please save me, he's a madman! He's going to kill! He's a madman! Zhou Hong shouted hoarsely, "I have contributed to this town, I beg you to save me!" Liu Fu, I will give you whatever you want, and I will pay...... I'll pay to save your son, please let me go!" ”

Liu Fu suddenly burst out laughing, raised his head and roared, "He should die!" You think he's a good thing! Great good man? No! ”

Liu Fu's eyes were cold, and his mouth made a gurgling sound, "You ask him, where did the money we earned by working hard in the mine go back then?" Where did he get the capital to do good? ”

Zhou Hong's mouth let out a sharp scream, and Liu Fu cracked the corners of his mouth, "Also, how did his father die back then?" ”