Chapter Ninety-Three: Soul Purification Sacrifice

(Cat flutter Chinese) "Big brother, this month's heavy snow has closed the mountain, and there are almost no living people who have gone around the ghost path, and it is really not easy to finally find a living person the day before the sacrifice."

"If Layue can die one less brother, there will be one more family reunion, which is the best."

A deep sigh: "What the eldest brother said is ...... The ...... in the shrine recently Alas, the frequency of soul wants to be higher and higher, first half a year, then three months, is it that the world is going to change again? ”

"Don't speculate on God's will." After a pause, he added, "You go outside first, the time for soul purification is a little tight today, don't let people disturb me." ”

Jing Che heard the conversation between the two men before he was half-awake and half-blurred, ethereal in the air as if separated by a time and space, and the sound of a footstep was getting farther and farther away, and his consciousness gradually returned to his place.

She tried to stand up, but as soon as she struggled, the chains that bound her body screamed, and her whole body seemed to be wrapped in an impenetrable cocoon.

Jing Che no longer wasted his strength, and his gaze quickly adjusted to the darkness. A firelight on the distant wall turned from vague to clear, and the flame heart beat the frequency of the Buddha's heart.

There was a crisp bell in his ears, and Jing Che found a man standing beside him, and only when he looked at it from this angle, he could only see the outline of his chin, which was clear and straight, as majestic and firm as a distant mountain.

Something unspeakably familiar.

"If you have any wishes, you can tell me." The man's voice had a seductive magnetism.

Jing Che listened to it with a little grogginess, and quickly realized that this was a ** sound, which tensed his nerves so that his consciousness would not be invaded. Asking for last words as soon as you come up, as if asking for it on a routine basis, seems to be a procedure. Although Jing Che didn't know what the process was, he didn't have to think much to know that he was in danger: "Heh, last wish? Not to mention whether I have it or not, and even if I do, why should I tell you? ”

The man was concentrating on untying the knots on the bell, and when he heard this, he glanced at Jing Che and said, "Then what is the past you want to go back to the most?" ”

Jing Che was slightly stunned. What do you most want to go back to?

Is it the master and apprentice for three years? Going back means that she is still missing, but she is already dead and determined to break with the past.

"I haven't passed," Jing Che chuckled and replied nonchalantly, "what the hell do you want to do, you don't have to go around in circles with me." ”

The man simply stopped what he was doing and looked down at the girl in red on the ground with curiosity. Most of the other people who were caught here were crying and crying and shouting that they wanted to go out, and there were not many women like this who were so calm.

"You're such an interesting person, and your soul must be interesting too."

Jing Che was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "The mutilated soul, do you think it's funny?" ”

The man's eyebrows moved, obviously a little incredulous, and his palm unexpectedly quickly pressed on Jing Che's head, and after a moment of probing, he slowly moved his hand away, and came to a conclusion: "The three souls are missing, but they are not in the way, they are meant to be purified." ”

"What exactly do you want to do?"

The man squatted down and looked directly into Jing Che's eyes, as if in a form of respect. However, when Jing Che saw this face, he was surprised and immediately lost his words.

The man said seriously, word by word: "Sacrifice." ”

***

The small liquor shop on the wide road outside the mountain was facing the wind and snow, and the thatched roof seemed to tremble.

The stove in the room was steaming, and the freshly lukewarm wine was half a pot cold.

"What kind of place is the ghost village?"

"In some months, there will be strange bells and soul cries in the mountains, and sometimes even the sky will be dyed crimson. Someone saw a group of people out of thin air in the mountain, but quickly disappeared, when they went in to explore, they found that there was a village embedded in the mountain, and later after this thing spread, some people wanted to explore it again, but they never came out again, so that place was called the ghost village. Ordinary people don't dare to go around that mountain, even if they have to take a shortcut, they will find a guide here," Su Yue explained, her pretty eyebrows suddenly jumped, "Suffer!" Isn't it thirty today? Tomorrow will be the first day of the new year. ”

Baili Feng didn't say a word, the smile that had always been casual at the corner of his mouth froze, and the sword eyebrows that flew obliquely into his temples were slightly raised. The sound of bells and the cry of souls presumably meant some kind of sacrifice, and the crimson color of the sky meant that the sacrifice was a blood sacrifice.

If it is a red-clothed quilt...... No, Ah Che's whereabouts are still in her hands.

Thinking like this, he suddenly became angry, and said, "I'll go into the mountains to find her." ”

Su Yue was about to speak, but Gu Zhan gently pinched her sleeve. She understood what he meant, it was nothing more than to get involved in other people's affairs, but human life was at stake, how could she stand idly by.

Su Yue signaled that Gu Zhan didn't need to be nervous, and said, "I'll take you in together, I'm familiar with the road here." ”

Baili Kaze did not refuse. Although there is a gap of thousands of years between him and Su Yuezhong, there is no need to say that he is also a disciple of the Sword Saint Sect, not to mention that now his spiritual power is restricted, and one more person is also one more insurance.

In the middle of noon, a little unknown confusion appeared in Xueguang's eyes.

Su Yue insisted on going to find the red clothes together, but Gu Zhan could only follow her wishes, and the three of them entered the heavy mountain together.

The wind swept through the dense snow, and the three of them were speechless all the way, searching around with blazing eyes, but there was only the bleak white all over the mountains.

After walking for a long time, I saw a brown mass showing most of its shape in the snow, and when I walked over to see it, it turned out to be a dead horse.

It's a horse in red.

The footsteps around were a little messy, and they had been covered by the snow so that only a shallow mark remained, and it seemed to be a little messy, as if the man was going around in circles.

I can't tell which direction I'm going. Hundreds of miles of wind can't help but think, how far can that woman go out on foot? He didn't know how much stamina she had, but it would always exceed his imagination and exceed the limits of a person.

"There must be a magic obstacle here, so that the girl in red will always be here to fight the wall," Su Yue glanced around, "There are indeed often ghosts hitting the wall here, but it's generally good to close your eyes and keep walking." ”

"How do you find someone when you close your eyes?" The corners of his mouth were curled calmly in the wind for hundreds of miles, and he leaned on a dry branch that stretched out horizontally, and his dark eyes looked down keenly on the surroundings.

In the flash of lightning, a sharp silver-white piercing appeared in the sleeve, and a sharp meow reached the ear, and a tanuki took on the shape and fell into the snow from mid-air.

"Sure enough, it's a beaver demon." Baili Feng picked up its tail and held it in his hand. And the tanuki demon meowed and looked at Gu Zhan, as if he wanted to ask his king for help.

And Gu Zhan turned a blind eye, but Su Yue said in a hurry: "Don't kill it!" "Cat flutter Chinese