The appearance of the inkstone made Zhang Feixuan's pupils shrink, revealing a touch of surprise.

Song Yan picked up the two inkstones and looked at them carefully, the inkstones were both black, but one was pitch black and the other was blue and black, with different shapes.

The inkstone that fell from the stone carving was square, and the patterns on it resembled words, Song Yin couldn't understand it, but he always felt that it was telling something.

The inkstone that falls from the stele is an oval shape like the main body, and the patterns on it look like pictures.

From the very side, it seems that a baby was born, and then it grew into a cow and sheep as a companion, and there was a marriage to marry, and there were many blessings for children... It also seems to tell her life.

"Mother! Grandfather! ”

The skinny girl didn't know where she had the strength to break free from the crowd and screamed bitterly, but she was too weak, and after running two steps, she stumbled and hit her head on the oval stele, and the blood flowed out and dyed on the stele and ran down the girl's head.

Song Yin's mind was on the inkstone, and he couldn't react at all, just watching the girl fall to her knees.

"Girl!" He hurriedly reached out and tried to pull the girl.

But the girl raised her head again, and the blood flowed down her forehead, and she didn't notice it until it invaded her eyes, but slapped the stone tablet with both hands, and cried bitterly:

"Mother! Mother! Wake up! You've come back, mother! ”

"Girl..."

Song Yin's hand was about to reach over, but he saw that the skinny girl's hand was like a phantom, and she actually waved Song Yin's hand away, and the thin body was as fast as an afterimage, and it passed directly past Song Yin.

Bang!

The muffled sound spread, and the girl slammed her head into the stone sculpture again, slapping the stone sculpture with both hands.

"Grandpa! Grandfather! You've come back, grandpa! How can I live without you..."

The hand, which was as thin as a bamboo pole, quickly broke under the heavy slapping and was soon infected with blood, but the girl still did not realize it, and continued to slap while shouting.

Song Yin's brows furrowed, and he stepped forward, about to pull up the girl, "You get up first, you are like this..."

"How can I live!!"

Suddenly, the girl looked up to the sky and roared, her eyes were red with blood and tears, and a line of blood became from the bottom of her eyes to the corners of her jaw, and two short horns suddenly appeared on the girl's blood-stained forehead, and her already pale face became even whiter, as white as snow.

Not only her face, but her entire body became snow-white, a white turban suddenly appeared on her head, and the clothes on her body were also extended with a layer of white, just like a filial piety dress.

The girl's body was windless and automatic, and suddenly floated up, and her lips, which had turned into blue purple, opened her mouth and roared, and she spat out a strange cry like lamentation and funeral music.

As soon as the scream sounded, the rest of the mortals looked confused, and they stood up one by one to walk towards the girl.

"Demon!!"

A loud shout sounded, which shocked those mortals, and they seemed to have come to their senses, looking at this strange thing in filial piety clothes with half numbness and half fear.

Then, a white shadow quickly stepped forward, grabbed the collar of this thing, opened its eyes angrily, and shouted, "It turned out that this demon was doing it!" ”

He raised his other fist and quickly emitted white gas, and was about to smash it down.

It's just that as soon as this punch arrived in front of the demon's face, it suddenly stopped, and he was stunned, letting the demon howl with sorrow.

This kind of demon seems weird, but in Song Yin's eyes, it is too weak, as long as it punches down, it will inevitably be wiped out.

But...

"It's not you..."

Song Yin stared at the demonic blood-dripping eyes, and his fists couldn't fight it.

It's not her who turns people to stone...

He could see the endless sorrow and injustice in those eyes, and with her wail, Song Yin could even see some pictures...

The village is full of traffic, chickens and dogs are barking, horses are neighing, golden wheat fields are swaying in the wind, and the little girl is holding a string of sugar gourds, jumping up and down and handing the last one to the smiling mother.

On the country road, the sound of a crisp laugh like a bell sounds...

The bandits attacked and killed her father and plundered their livestock and food, and the little girl was grieving, but she was able to survive with her grandparents and her mother's brother.

The night light hut also has a warm smile...

Grandma and her brother turned into stone monuments, the fields and land were all turned into stones, and the grandfather and mother became more and more numb, unable to farm, without food, and the strange and hungry human forms in the village began to eat each other.

A ruined village, only a cry...

They don't want to disappear, they don't want to be eaten, and they don't want to eat people, they leave their homes and embark on the road of survival.

The desolate dirt road is only a little dry and wailing...

finally survived and came out of the demon cave, and the hope that had just been ignited was completely extinguished under the stone stele and stone carving of the only two relatives.

Mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, only sorrow and grievances...

In Song Yin's eyes, two lines of tears flowed, just looking at the howling demon.

"Senior brother! Don't be affected, that's 'mourning'! ”

Suddenly, Zhang Feixuan's anxious voice sounded behind him: "The cry of this ghost thing can make people hallucinate, unconsciously approaching her, and once it gets close, it will be killed!" ”

Song Yin turned his head to look at the mortals who seemed to be unable to bear it anymore and gradually showed a blank look, his clenched fist suddenly opened, turning into a big hand and pressing on the demon's head.

Syllable.

He held the filial piety demon in his arms, gently stroked her head, as if coaxing a child, and the white qi rose from his body and enveloped her.

The moment the white qi was wrapped, her body began to disintegrate, melting away in the white qi, and gradually, the crying and howling also disappeared, until the white qi disintegrated her body and began to disintegrate her head, until half of her face disappeared, and the snow-white resentful face suddenly transformed into the appearance of a little girl crying, and dissipated in the white qi.

The things in my arms are empty.

Song Yin maintained his posture, raised his head slightly, and pointed his gaze straight to the sky.

"I swear an oath..."

His face was extremely solemn, and his tone was slow but firm: "I will definitely give you an explanation!" ”

Bang!

The sky suddenly brightened and exploded, and a thunderclap exploded, as if in response to his words.

Zhang Feixuan approached boldly and said cautiously: "Senior brother... It's cloudy this day, I think it's going to rain, so let's go early and find a place to shelter from the rain. ”

Song Yin silently picked up the inkstone that fell on the ground, looked at the sky, nodded, and suddenly frowned: "What about the third junior brother?" ”

"It's coming, it's coming!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard Wang Qizheng's voice, and saw that he had two chickens in his left hand, two ducks in his right hand, and a pig cub that was not very mobile on his back, and a pig cub in his arms was also running towards this side quickly.

He said excitedly: "Senior brother, I'm here, it's not to see if my things are still there, I didn't expect that there are still alive." ”

When he returned to the mountain this time, in addition to abducting this group of mortals who were about to starve to death on the road, he also brought a lot of beasts, thinking that it should be gone, but he didn't expect to find some leftovers.

"Oh, by the way, what was howling outside, that fucking sound was so ugly... Well? Where did the stone come from? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Feixuan glaring at him frantically, Wang Qizheng turned his head to look, and his excited expression disappeared immediately.

Because the senior brother's face at this time was very solemn, it made him subconsciously tremble.

"Let's go..."

Song Yin glanced at the animal in his hand, turned to face forward, and waited for the two junior disciples to gather the mortals, and went down to the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood together.

Along the way, Song Yin remained silent, so that Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng did not dare to speak at all, and the mortals in the rear did not dare to talk nonsense, and the whole team was extremely silent.

It wasn't until he walked out of the hill where the armor gate was located and arrived at the bottom of the mountain road that the blood was not so dazzling, Wang Qizheng couldn't help but tap Zhang Feixuan next to him with his elbow, and asked in a low voice: "What's the situation?" ”

The taciturn appearance of the senior brother made him afraid.

Afraid that as soon as the senior brother turned around, he shouted that the evil way punched him to death.

"Just now, someone turned into a 'funeral', and the senior brother is like this, don't talk much..."Zhang Feixuan also said in a low voice.

Bang!

Another thunder exploded in the sky, making it even more gloomy.

"Senior brother."

"Yes!"

Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng were in the same body shape and shouted in unison.

Song Yin looked up at the gloomy sky and said, "It seems that it is going to rain, and the sky is getting dark, so let's camp here." ”

As he spoke, he walked to a big tree, slashed his fist horizontally, and with a muffled sound, the big tree was broken at the waist, and then his five fingers were embedded in the fallen tree, and the white air floated, making the tree body glow with white light.

With a wave of his arm, the white light of the tree flew away to the empty ground not far away, the white light spread out, and the tree body turned into a huge wooden building on the ground.

"Go in and rest from the rain." Song Yin is humane to those mortals.

It's just that those mortals are still cowering and don't dare to act.

The boy stepped forward with a flattering smile; "Daxian, please first, let's stand here."

Wang Qi was shouting beside him: "Let you go in, just go in, what nonsense, my senior brother will still harm you?!" ”

According to the urine nature of his thousands of miles to save these people, it is more likely to kill them than to kill these mortals.

I am really born in the midst of happiness and do not know blessings!

The young man was so frightened that he didn't dare to excuse himself, and walked into the top cover with those mortals who looked mostly numb.

Wang Qizheng also followed closely and put down the animals in his hand.

At this time, Song Yin looked at Zhang Feixuan and asked, "You said 'funeral' before, what is that?" ”

Zhang Feixuan immediately said: "Senior brother, 'mourning' is a 'ghost', it is a person who encounters the death of relatives and friends, and his heart and mouth are resentful, and his obsession is turned into a ghost, so as to turn a person into a ghost and poison the world. ”