Chapter Seventy-Three: The Soul Bridge

Jiang Xin sat on the railing of the bridge, his eyes looked through the breeze and the moon, looking at the unknown place, I looked at his back, and there was a faint sadness.

"I am the thirty-first generation master of Chujiangmen, and we in Chujiangmen have always passed on alone, only selecting the most talented and outstanding character, and passing on the second half of the exercises from the previous generation of sect masters, until we find the next disciple. Jiang Xin said, his voice was shallow and faint, like flowing water passing quietly. "Chujiangmen is the Taoist system of the king of Chujiang in the world, and it is specially designed to collect ghosts that ghosts can't collect. ”

I suddenly remembered a TV series, very good-looking, called "Soul Ferry", probably the responsibilities of this Chujiangmen are similar to the ferryman inside, of course, the content must be very different, after all, I love my officials very much.

"In the first year of Guangxu, the master passed on his self-cultivation to me, and I was in the prime of life. That year, when the war in southern Fujian was in turmoil, and the people were struggling to make a living, I resolutely went down the mountain despite the opposition of my master, intending to collect ghosts and return peace to the world. ”

Jiang Xin suddenly smiled: "Sounds very upright, right? But I underestimated the power of war too much, and when I went down the mountain, I found that ghosts were wandering around the world, and the underworld couldn't accommodate so many ghosts, even if it was temporarily cast into the beast path, there was no way to reduce it." I'm a little Taoist priest of only thirteen grades, where have I ever seen such a scene? So I collected ghosts all the way and traveled all the way south, until I came here, I realized that people are much more terrifying than ghosts. ”

Su Lou and I listened to his story quietly, his tone was very gentle, but in his heart, it seemed to have a thousand burdens.

In the first year of Guangxu, it was already the end of the Qing Dynasty, the Qing government at that time had long been corrupt, the people were miserable, and there were coalition troops from various countries stationed in China, and people were immersed in panic and blood.

"At that time, this place was not called Jiacheng City, it should be called ...... I passed by this place, and from afar I saw that the clouds were rushing to the sky, covering the sky and the sun, like hell. How many unjust souls are here? At that time, I was young and vigorous, and I went straight here to collect ghosts. This harvest, I received more than 30,000 ghosts, including many evil ghosts, powerful ghosts, and even a ghost general, and I stayed here for three years!"

There are more than 30,000 ghosts, and there are still ghosts among them, I can't imagine how Jiang Xin tried his best to protect the local people at that time, and he was alone!

Even if he doesn't mention it, I can imagine how hard and miserable the past three years have been for him.

"And then, aren't the ghosts gone?" I asked.

"Yes, what happened later?" Jiang Xin smiled bitterly, and then his expression suddenly turned to the side, and his ghost aura instantly became thick: "Later, this group of laypeople, this group of people I tried my best to protect, in order to prevent me from leaving, killed me alive, they said that the Soul Bridge Soul Bridge, if no one comes to the Soul Bridge, how can it be called the Soul Bridge?" So they dug a hole in the pier in the middle of the river, tricked me in, and then scraped off my flesh piece by piece with a butcher's knife that killed animals, and ground my bones into powder, and smeared them on every rock of the Soul Bridge, so that I could never leave the bridge for the rest of my life!"

Suddenly, the wind was blowing, the moon was gone, Jiang Xin turned around, and he was already drenched in blood, and the red blood flowed into the river like a stream, but it couldn't dye the slightest color!

I was immediately frightened by his appearance and gasped, he was covered with traces of being cut by a knife, one by one, I am afraid that there were hundreds of knives! Each knife was deeply visible, but it could not kill him, because he was a thirteenth grade, a cultivator with broken bones, and at this level, he could not die if he was broken into bones, but this became Jiang Xin's most unbearable torture.

"The butcher's knife, because it slaughters countless lives, is full of ferocity, it can kill ghosts, eliminate demons, and break the body. Su Lou said that his voice was very cold, which showed that he was in a very bad mood at the moment.

"Yes, you can break the Dao body. Jiang Xin smiled, laughing very madly, the kind of resentment from the bones, even if we were just observers, we felt indignant. "I am the king of Chujiang and the king, and I have perished in the hands of a group of ungrateful scum of the human race! I have no face to see my teacher, I ......"

Jiang Xin covered his face and cried, and gradually turned his head again, his body had changed into his original appearance, such a thin and thin little Taoist priest with clear eyebrows. But after comparison, his appearance makes people feel even more distressed.

"People are always greedy and insufficient, and I have taken ghosts for them, but they are afraid that the ghosts will come back to them when I am gone, and they will turn me into a ghost. Jiang Xin smiled, but his voice was as deep as falling into an ice cellar: "I have been trapped here for more than a hundred years, and my soul has been suppressed here by the Soul Suppression Bridge I built myself. But do stupid people think that they can rest easy in this way? It is the Yin Land that has accumulated over hundreds of years, where countless corpses are buried, and even if I take in the ghosts, the Yin Qi there is still strong enough to nourish new ghosts at any time. ”

"Soon, the first ghost appeared, and the second appeared, and they thought I would protect them? So the first man died, and the second man died...... Until they had no choice, they all moved away, and it was a ruin again. But because of this, no one bothered the ghosts here, and they breed unscrupulously, and there are already powerful ghosts again. ”

"Devil ......" I gritted my teeth, and sure enough.

Jiang Xin turned his head to look at me: "Little girl, you can't beat that ghost, but when I recover, I can help you collect that ghost, how about it?"

"How are you going to recover?" I asked.

"At that time, I died in the bridge pier, although I had no way to resist the butcher's knife, but I still took advantage of their inattention, and left a finger in a stone crevice, which contains all my skills, as long as you help me get it, I can recover seventy or eighty, which is more than enough to deal with a terrible ghost. Jiang Xin said. "Of course, I will also pass on all the mastery of my Chujiangmen to you, so that you can become the successor of my Chujiangmen generation!

"Teacher......"

"Hello fart master!" "A thunderous curse suddenly came from my Bluetooth headset: "Even if that kid from King Chujiang comes out to see you, he has to obediently kneel down for Lao Tzu, and he still apprentices?"

"Uh...... "How do I feel that I have a big hat, isn't King Chu Jiang one of the ten palace kings of the underworld, this is not small, okay."

The voice on the phone said: "Don't listen to this little king egg, that kid of King Chujiang is the most afraid of death, and his favorite method is to hide his flesh all over the world, if he dies one day, he will be reborn in another place, and the level of trouble is comparable to that of the Jade Emperor kid in the fairy world." This little bastard is the king of Chujiang, and he thinks about it, and he has the essence of it, and that little finger may be the key to his resurrection, if he is resurrected, the first unlucky person will be you. ”

How can I hear it a little inexplicable?

"Nannan, you directly drop a drop of blood on the candle yin grass, this candle yin grass should also be the life-saving means thrown out by the little bastard himself, otherwise how can the world grow things in the underworld?

As soon as I gritted my teeth, I broke my finger and put my hand on the candleweed.

"Wow-"

When Jiang Xin saw my action, he suddenly let out a whimper, and he was about to rush towards me with his teeth bared. I saw that he was so hideous, it seemed that he was indeed harboring evil intentions, so there was no need to tempt him, I directly smeared the blood on the candle grass.

Suddenly, the red light of the candle yin grass flashed and entered my body, and I clearly felt that there was an extra grass in my dantian, and there was a ghostly aura on it.

"This won't mess with my cultivation, right?" I couldn't help but think, who took the ghost directly into the body, and was not afraid of going mad?

"You actually accepted me? You actually accepted me?" Jiang Xin was anxious and angry, and his body turned into the appearance before death, covered in blood, and he was about to pinch me when he stretched out his hand to grab it.

But before he could touch me, he cried out in pain and began to roll on the ground.

"This is the backlash, from now on you are his master, even if he becomes stronger in the future, there is no way to harm you in turn, once he has a backlash, he will be counterattacked immediately. Said on the other end of the phone.

"Oh, yes, this is good!" I couldn't help but rejoice, this Jiang Xin still looked very powerful, the moment he turned into a ghost just now, I even felt the most direct threat of death.

Jiang Xin continued to struggle on the ground, Su Lou seemed to understand what was going on, and couldn't help but ask me, "You actually know how to collect ghosts?"

I winked at him, "Of course, this girl will do a lot!"

Of course, I won't tell the real situation, otherwise it will be even more troublesome by then.

Su Lou looked at me deeply, but finally didn't ask again.

Jiang Xin struggled for a while, and finally looked at me with a helpless expression: "Obviously, your cultivation is so low, why can your blood subdue me? Why can you subdue me?"

I don't know, I just do it. "I'm your master now, obedient, don't ask what you shouldn't ask. ”

Jiang Xin got up from the ground, patted a Taoist robe, looked at the direction of the moon, sighed deeply, and then bowed: "Master, the apprentice is not filial, I didn't expect to fall into someone else's way." You're so right, down the mountain, it's worse than hell. Forget it, it's better than being trapped on this bridge for the rest of your life, so be it. ”

I beckoned to him, "You did the ghost hit the wall just now?"

"Yes. Jiang Xin said. "Although I have a grudge, I don't want too many innocent people to die, so as long as they are not the descendants of those people back then, I will scare them by hitting the wall with ghosts, and then release them. ”

"But there were still people in the first two years, right?"

"Well, there are still a lot of people who go in, there is a person who is shrouded in a black robe, his cultivation is very profound, even I can't see through him, so I let him in, and he stayed in it for three months before he came out. Two years ago, there was a fat man who also came with someone, and that fat man had some Taoism, and broke my ghost wall, so I went with him, and he brought more than a dozen people, and he also went in, but no one came out except him. Last month something that didn't look like a human came, but it didn't come from the bridge, and I didn't see it clearly, so I stayed for two days and left. ”

Jiang Xin was accepted by me, and he just said whatever I asked, and he didn't have the heart to resist at all.