The red moon on the riverside city is not high enough or bright enough, and under the moonlight, there are always shadows obscured by a lot of civil and wooden buildings.

Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling escaped from the white bone cage, and immediately performed the Dao Gate Concealment Technique, hiding towards the shelter of the houses, and the two walked through the streets and alleys, and finally stopped in the shadow of a white wall.

Ning Xiaoling was holding on to the wall, panting, while Ning Changchang was better, but the white clothes were stained with Dao blood.

The alley was narrow and cold, and the snow had not yet been cleared in many places, and in some of the raised windows, the fire from the lampshade could be faintly seen, but the house was empty and lifeless.

"What next?" Ning Xiaoling had palpitations in her heart and whispered to ask for her senior brother's opinion.

Ning Chang said: "Either break the construction ceremony of this drunken capital, or get out of the city as soon as possible." ”

Ning Xiaoling said dejectedly: "It seems that neither of them can do it......"

Ning Chang clutched his chest, smoothing his chaotic aura, he said: "It takes time for yin and yang to be reversed, and it is not easy to build a dead city, as long as we are not discovered, and then interrupt at the most critical moment of the ritual, there may still be a chance." ”

Ning Xiaoling asked, "What is the most critical moment of the ceremony?"

Ning Chang said: "Before that round of blood moon is consummated. ”

Ning Xiaoling's heart froze, and he didn't dare to look up to find the trace of the red moon, because if it was really an eye, then as long as he saw the moon, he would inevitably be exposed to the red moon.

"And now?"

"It's not certain if she'll catch up yet, so we'll be in this residential area first, but definitely don't get out of the shadows of the house. ”

"Hmm. ”

Madame Bai didn't chase after her, she went straight to the Nai He Bridge.

In the time of the moment, in this city, Yama, the judge, the soul crosser, Meng Po, and the black and white impermanence have all died one by one, turning into yin spirits, just waiting for this yin and yang to be reversed and let it take its place.

Beneath the attic, the crowd gathered like restless beasts, and they were talking about something, some of them running to their homes, some of them seeking seclusion, and some of them stumbling and falling into the river under the weight of fear in their hearts.

As soon as the person who fell into the river entered the sand and water, he didn't even have time to scream, and the flesh and blood were immediately consumed and turned into white bones, and it didn't take long for the bones to melt into the sand and water, and they were swallowed up completely.

The sand and water seemed to have not changed, still flowing silently through the ancient city, and occasionally the fish rose from the bottom of the river and jumped out of the water, and the fish was still alive and vivid, even though there was only a hollow skeleton left.

These anomalies were witnessed by more and more people, and the great panic caused the rumors to spread rapidly, they thought that there were some people in the city who had done something evil, and that the city would be restored to its original state as soon as those who had offended the gods died, but this was not the case, and the willow trees near the sand and water also turned into dead ashes at a very fast speed, as if they had been completely burned by a fire, and as long as there was a strong wind, it turned into a handful of smoke in an instant.

It's a netherworld aura that spreads from the center of the city to the entire city, and nothing escapes.

The plain-clothed girl hummed and sang by the river, while swinging her body as thin as firewood but as soft as wicker, walking along the embankment to the edge of the sand, her body leaned straight forward, like jumping into the river, but she did not fall, her body remained perpendicular to the embankment, facing the river, according to her bleak face, and then picked up a handful of drinks, the aftertaste is endless.

Then the old man of the city lord who turned into an undead spirit after death also came slowly, he looked at the many ghosts present, and did not say much, but his face was obviously tired.

After a while, a scholar who was still wearing linen and filial piety, almost standing upright, also came to the bridge.

The city lord glanced at him and asked, "I've been wearing it for three years, and I don't know if I'm tired?"

The scholar clenched his fist in front of his chest with one hand and the back with the other, even after his death, he still held an ancient scroll, and he said with a resolute expression: "Heaven and earth are collapsing, only scholars keep festivals." ”

The city lord only smiled faintly at his bold words, unimpressed.

Three years ago, the army was in turmoil, a lot of people died in Linhe City, scholars went to Beijing to catch the exam, and after returning to their hometowns, they found that their parents, wives and children had died.

He also ignored the city lord, who seemed to be for the country and the people in his heart, but in fact he was just greedy for the monstrous power in his heart.

He looked at the old man who was pulling the erhu and asked, "Is that you?"

The man who pulled the erhu just nodded and ignored him.

From now on, they will be in charge of the city's black and white impermanence.

The singer was indifferent to their conversation, she always played the invisible strings, played a gentle and mournful tune, and the snow sprinkled all over the sky was paper money, as if she was seeing off the unreturned.

wait

When the young girl in the green skirt and white gauze shawl appeared, the woman stopped what she was doing, blessed, and shouted "Mrs. White" in a mournful tone.

Madame Bai looked at them, there was no smile on her face, and the endless night rushed to her side, condensing on her already extremely long hair, and the long black hair fluttered in large swaths, as if the whole night was her hair that rose and fell in the wind.

Under Madame Bai, white bones overflowed in the emerald skirt, countless tiny skulls piled up to build a high throne shape, Madame Bai sat high on the throne of white bones, her body was tilted, her slender snow-white legs were overlapped under the dress, her arm supported a skull armrest, her hand was held into a half-fist to support her cheek, her mouth opened slightly, and with her breathing rose and fell, the ghostly breath was like the frost from her lips.

"Where's the bull head and horse face?" asked a skull on the throne behind Madame Bai.

The city lord took a step forward and said respectfully, "The butcher has gone." ”

Madame Bai nodded slightly, and the skull tapped its upper and lower jaws, and said, "Don't worry, just slaughter them and bring them back in the middle of the night." ”

The lord of the city asked, "Now we are doing our duty, but after midnight all the people will die, and there will be no living people in the city in the future, whose life will we judge and whose soul will we judge?"

Madame Bai tapped her fingers on the armrest and said lazily, "Aren't there still many living people in this world?"

The city lord's body was shocked, and he asked tentatively, "Will they come here after they die?"

Madame Bai's voice was cold and full of majesty, and she said: "In the future, this is definitely not an immortal city with a prison as a prison, whether it is the Jin Kingdom, the Zhao Kingdom or the Rongguo farther away, these Nanzhou countries, large and small, will bow down here in the future." ”

The city lord has always believed in Madame Bai's words, and his mind is even more agitated at this moment.

The other two women were in a calm mood and didn't feel much emotion, as if those grand deeds were none of their business, if it weren't for the fact that this White Lady was the only person in the city who had the ability to really kill them, they would still want to continue singing, dancing and playing the piano at this moment.

Madame Bai played with the green sand jar with her other hand, and her eyes were sometimes soft and sometimes cold.

She looked at the chaotic crowd, still unaware of what was happening, and exhaled softly.

Then, as if the curtain of the netherworld was slowly lifted, people raised their heads and saw the skull throne made of white bones in the sky and the beautiful woman on the throne, and the shock and chaos really began at this moment.

At the edge of the sand and water, the copper paintings are also lit up, and the picture on it is really three-dimensional, with countless entangled and complex lines outlining the appearance of the painting, and between the various bridge piers, the three-dimensional unfolding pictures on it are connected to each other, like a whole delicate and complex mural.

At the end of this mural is the figure of the White Lady sitting alone on the throne.

She glanced at the large mural and said, "What a beautiful bronze painting." ”

It's a pity, the old man who painted these copper paintings should be waiting to die at the moment.

By the time she broke the green porcelain vase, the old man was only moments away from death.

"It's a pity, old woman, you died too early...... "Madame Bai sighed faintly.

In the original plan, Sister Bai in Shubai's mouth, the old man who painted in white copper, and the old woman who lived on the opposite street from Ning Baoshui should all be killed by Ning Baoshui himself.

And the girl, the old man, and the mother-in-law were all transformed by the white bone fragments of Madame Bai.

The only difference is that the girl is her true body, and those two pieces are just a shape pieced together from broken bones.

Many years ago, she had died once in each of these three forms, and she had nearly lost her soul.

It was her most unforgettable memory.

She always suspected that the one who killed her at that time was one of the gods.

So she chose Ning Baoshui and repeated the process on this special day, wanting to simulate a causal line that corresponds to what happened back then, and if that person was really a god, she could grope up along the similar causal line and steal a wisp of the other party's godhead with the authority of the Hades King.

It's just a pity that Ning Baoshui died violently in the imperial city because of a sudden letter, so she had to take the risk of detaining his soul and retrieving it and keeping it in a green porcelain bottle.

Two days ago, Ning Baoshui's two apprentices suddenly returned home, and after the chimney in the old house was smoking, the old woman knocked on the door of his house in her own established cognition, which made the plan deviate again.

Just hope this doesn't affect the big picture.

And after killing the old man who painted in white copper, Ning Baoshui should go to his apprentice.

She didn't have any worries about Ning Baoshui's safety, after all, this city was now ...... Evil spirits don't die!

......

When Shubai returned to the house, he pushed open the door and found that there were many lamps in the house, which had illuminated the room so brightly, but he was wooden

Standing in place, it was as if all the light had turned black.

In the chaise longue, Master's figure was gone, and only a dry skeleton could be seen, which seemed to have been dead for a long time, and had been buried deep in the loess for countless years.

And around him, there are many discarded copper paintings piled up.

And where is the material of these paintings is white copper, at this moment, it seems that it is clearly a piece of snow-white bone.

Shubai's heart was furious, fear and sadness exploded in his heart at the same time, he walked to the chaise longue in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and gradually knelt down, his fingers rubbing the shriveled hand bones, and then clenched them tightly in his hands.

In fact, when he walked out of the door with the box of bronze paintings on his back, he had already vaguely sensed that the master was about to die, but when he really saw the bones suddenly appear, his heart couldn't help but tighten, and he curled up with his body.

Sister Bai is dead, and now the master is also dead.

Sister Bai was killed by that evil man, and he still has a direction to take revenge, but what about Master? Who killed him?

He knelt on the side of the chaise longue for a long time, then untied a firewood knife from the corner wall, held it in his hand, and walked out.

He looked up and saw that the moon had turned red, as if it was staring at him alive.

He looked at the empty streets on both sides, and everything seemed to be covered with gray fog, and he looked around blankly.

Suddenly, Shubai turned around in alarm.

Behind him, a graceful maid looked at him Yingying Yifu, and said in a tactful voice: "Shubai Gongzi, Madame, please come over." ”

Shubai held the firewood knife to his waist, subconsciously bowed his body, and asked, "Madame?"

The maid smiled and said, "You know when you see it?"

Shubai asked, "What happened in this city?"

The maid replied, "When you see Madame, you will know it, Madame...... I miss you so much. ”

Shubai suddenly felt a chill all over his body, he hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly turned around and ran towards the other end of the long street, the maid had no intention of stopping him, but just glanced at him without saltiness, as if she was looking at a young beast jumping up and down in an iron cage.

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The same white wall, the notch on it is still new, and the position of the wall paint peeling has not changed in the slightest.

This is the third time that Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling have seen this wall.

When Ning Changjiu saw this wall for the second time, he was sure that he had fallen into an obstacle similar to a ghost hitting a wall, but after he probed with his divine sense, he didn't find any obvious weirdness, but there were many more dead ends in this barren neighborhood.

They are lurking here at the moment with the Dao Gate Concealment Technique, even if they are not discovered for the time being, it is tantamount to waiting for death. And if they use their swords to force the obstacle, then Madame Bai will also lock here in an instant.

Between two fires.

Ning Chang looked at the white wall and said, "Turn over and take a look." ”

Ning Xiaoling pointed to the sky and said, "It will be seen." ”

Ning Chang sighed: "We may have been seen a long time ago. ”

Ning Xiaoling didn't know why, thinking to herself that if she had been discovered a long time ago, why didn't she provoke an immediate hunt and killing? Or was it because Madame Bai had something more important to do?

But it's in vain to keep going around here.

In his thoughts, Ning Changjiu had already made up his mind, and he pulled Ning Xiaoling over the wall.

Behind the wall is soft earth.

"Senior brother, this ......" Ning Xiaoling's eyes widened, thinking that she was dazzled, and after a while, she seriously looked at everything she was familiar with.

Ning Xiaoling's body froze, and she frowned: "How can this be?"

Behind this white wall, it turned out to be the old mansion where they lived!

What's going on?

I've run a long way.

Then, Ning Xiaoling suddenly appeared, in the center of the courtyard, there was a shadow wearing a Taoist robe standing faintly, and after the two arrived, the shadow also sensed the movement and slowly turned around.

Ning Xiaoling stared at the figure that slowly turned his head.

Suddenly, her eyes widened, only to feel a chill rush up her spine and then explode on her scalp, her hands and feet were cold, her heart seemed to stop suddenly, and the whole world buzzed so that she couldn't hear any sound.

In front of her is the biggest nightmare of her life.

That is the soul that should have been extinguished a long time ago, and the soul of Ning captured the water.

He looked at the pair of young men and girls, and seemed to smile: "Good apprentice, why is there a shortage of two bags of money in the family?"

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(Yesterday I changed the paper almost overnight, and I got up early to change it to the afternoon, and the state was very bad, so I'll make up for it tomorrow, sorry...... ）