"Chen Lang, wake up."

"Chen Lang."

"I'm going to sleep forever, I have left a smile for you, turned into a sister to care for you, she will replace me, give you a lifetime of moonlight, accompany you peace and joy..."

In a trance.

Chen Yi seemed to hear the murmuring of the white fox's face, and tried to open his eyes, but wave after wave of sleepiness hit him like a wave, and his consciousness was confused again.

Meanwhile.

In the Blue Star Realm, all the monks who had entered the secret realm of the Immortal Heaven suddenly had a strange disease, and Yi Qinglan, Li Qingjun and others relied on the strength of the realm, but they quickly recovered themselves.

Some low-level monks are not so lucky, and their illness worsens after nightfall, or they talk nonsense, or they drink blood, or they go out day and night, and they are confused...

It's like hitting an evil spirit.

Moreover.

posted uncontrollably to major social platforms, appearing with a miserable white face:

"Ghosts, there are ghosts, I saw a terrible ghost!"

"The Secret Realm..."

"Immortal Heaven is simply a ghost!"

"Netherworld, Yellow Springs and Blue Fall, I can't help but die, evil ghosts eat people, 100,000 miles of the sea, there is death and no life, far away from Mount Tai, I will die, I will really die!"

"Warning!"

"Immediately block the Immortal Heaven Secret Realm, as well as the Divine Feather Dynasty, don't try to explore the Divine Feather Ruins, that will bring irreparable pain to the world!"

The sailors who stayed out of the matter were puzzled:

"Aren't you going to bump into an evil one? What's so strange? ”

"Yes."

"The aura is revived, and it's not even a problem to fly away, what's wrong with the appearance of a few evil spirits? In the past, I used to encounter it occasionally in peacetime, and I made a fuss. ”

"It's not about hitting the devil, right?"

"This kind of thing is really rare and ordinary in the cultivation world, the point is that they are monks, they have mana to support their bodies, what kind of ferocity dares to provoke them?"

The next day, another sick monk posted:

"They are not ordinary ghosts, during their lifetimes, some of them were the gate lords of the Shenyu Dynasty, the civil and military generals, and some were ordinary people, old enemies."

"Many monks of the Shenyu Dynasty, they didn't die."

"The six realms collapsed, and they lived in the form of ghosts and monsters until modern times!"

On the third day, an official announcement was made:

[Beijing time, June 18, 20:04. 】

[According to incomplete statistics.] 】

[The number of sick monks in Longhan has exceeded the 100,000 mark, and experts have preliminarily judged that the disease is contagious, and citizens from all over the country are requested to do a good job of prevention. 】

Zhijiang Prefecture, Qiantang City Black Clothes Guard Branch.

In front of the TV.

Beihuang looked at the live broadcast room, and frowned slightly:

"This matter, which is unusual, must have hidden secrets."

Immortals correspond to demons.

People correspond to ghosts.

Ghosts and humans are mortal, people become immortals if they are detached, and ghosts become demons if they are detached, on the contrary, people die as ghosts, ghosts die as ghosts, ghosts are afraid of ghosts, and Jews are afraid of ghosts.

And the real point of this is.

The monk is offered to the heavens, the ghosts worship the earth, the monk's soul does not return to the underworld, if the monk falls, he will either be reincarnated directly, or his soul will be scattered, and he will not become a ghost...

…

10,000 years ago.

Qihuai Village.

In the wilderness, white bones are intertwined, speechless and speechless lying in the barren sand, and beaten by the wind and rain, but I see piles of gold and jade on the left and right, pavilions and flowers, and a broken temple under the moon of the low river.

The name of the temple is Qihuai.

In the temple.

Chen Yi, who had been sleeping for ten years, woke up slowly, his head was still drowsy, his eyes were half-opened, and he dimly saw that the candle flame was dim, and there was a woman who worshipped the Buddha.

"Bodhisattva bless, good faith is willing to donate a lifetime of wealth, just ask good faith brother to wake up as soon as possible." Tired and determined whispers, echoing through the ruined temples of the wilderness.

"Boom."

In Chen Yi's ears, there was a sudden sound of hoes and scraping the ground, sharp and harsh, which made him creepy, and he turned his head cautiously, and turned his eyes out of the window.

A small novice with a shovel in his hand.

Diligently loosen the soil for a blood-red fruit tree, and with the flipping of the shovel, the white skeleton buried in the dark red soil looms.

Behind the novice, there was a shadow.

The silhouette resembles a bodhisattva sitting on a lotus platform, holding a willow jade bottle, sometimes slanting the bottle and dewning, sometimes twisting the willow and swaying, and controlling the body of the novice, like playing with a marionette.

There are words in the mouth, and the melody is high and low, which is extremely weird:

"Ding Chou prolongs my life, Ding Hai protects my soul, Jiazi protects my body, Jiaxu protects my shape, Jiashen solidifies my life, Jiawu guards my soul, Jiachen Zhen my soul, Jiayin Yu..."

"I don't remember, I don't remember later, just read this, hehehehe."

The sound fell instantly.

Shami's hollow and numb face suddenly distorted and became extremely hideous, and then a dark wind blew, and his body quickly grew old and weathered, and his flesh and blood were separated.

In the end, only a human skin was left under the tree.

"Boom!"

A human head rolled down, and out of nowhere came out of a novice, picked up the human head without changing his face, put it on a wooden plate, pushed open the temple door, and looked at the Bodhisattva.

Chen Yi's heart was stunned, and he had a bad premonition.

"What do you mean?"

"This head can't be used to feed me, is it?"

Compared to the cold of his hands and feet.

The woman who worshiped the Buddha obviously looked grateful, and bowed three times and nine times to the mud bodhisattva, as if the novice was not holding a human head, but something Hua Tianbao:

"The Bodhisattva is of great grace and virtue, and the good faith will never be forgotten."

Goodbye.

She respectfully took the tray and said in pieces: "Bodhisattva mercy, Bodhisattva compassion, little brother, your illness is finally saved, this is the golden pill given by the Bodhisattva..."

Elixir?

No.

Tell me, what does it look like a golden pill?

It has something to do with the word Dan?

Chen Yi felt that the woman was not harmless to him, but looking at the strange scene of the other party holding his head and walking towards him, he still couldn't stop feeling a chill in his heart.

The footsteps are getting closer.

"Little brother, it's time to take medicine."

Just as the woman held on to the edge of the bed and handed the head to her mouth.

Pout.

Chen Yi sat up suddenly.

"I'm awake!"

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Answer the question from the previous chapter: Not the finale! Not the finale! Not the finale! The important thing is said three times, just a little polish of the worldview.