Chapter 15: The Curse of the Ancients
The shot was shot out, first for a short period of silence, the tip of the gun shook and cut through the space, shaking through layers of air waves, and then causing a thunderous explosion, hitting the zombie's forehead.
"Bang!" the zombie's head dented, and its pace stopped until the tip of the spear pierced through its skull, and then it fell to the ground, its eyes closed.
As soon as Yu Jingrong made a move, he shocked the audience, and everyone was impressed. Seeing that the situation was not good, the sick ghost turned around and ran.
Lin Yi ran the Nine Palace Steps, silently crossed his side, and swept diagonally towards his waist with a light of light.
"Poofβ"
The sun was shining, the shadow of the knife was hazy, and a string of red blood beads splashed onto the wall.
The sick ghost ran away two steps, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist and abdomen, and looked down to see that his internal organs were already hanging outside his body!
Surprised, he threw himself into the grass, struggling and falling, his eyes filled with hatred, as if he could breathe fire.
Lin Yi pointed a knife at his neck and said softly, "Don't resist, I'll send you on your way." β
The sick ghost held back the pain and cried out viciously, "Good boy, I'm at the end of hellβ"
Lin Yi interrupted the other party's last words, waved the blade, and sprinkled blood back to the sheath.
The other body lost control and stood still, its two dark eyes wide as bells, and the yellow talisman posted on its forehead read the words "The Imperial General is here", swaying slightly against the wind.
The originally fierce battlefield suddenly quieted down, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Yi turned around and said to Yu Jingrong: "Thank you Yu Lao for the rescue, otherwise my senior sister and I will not be able to escape." β
"You and I are in the same door, no need to be polite. Yu Jingrong stood still with his gun, took out the flint and lit the pipe, looked at him and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Lin Xiaoyou's knife skills have improved again." β
"Yu Lao has won the award, and the kid is ashamed. Lin Yi sighed and said helplessly: "Compared with you, it is difficult for me to get on the stage with these two hands." β
"It's coming. Yu Jingrong replied thoughtlessly, his eyes slanted slightly, and his expression was thoughtful.
"Oh?" Lin Yi understood what he meant, and said, "Please ask Elder Yu for advice." β
Lin Xiaoyou reacted very quickly. Yu Jingrong laughed, nodded and said, "You have now climbed halfway up the mountain, continue to work hard, and stepping to the top is just around the corner." β
Without waiting for Lin Yi to answer, he said again: "Remember, the more you learn the tricks, the less you practice." β
"The more you practice, the less you practice...... What does this mean?" Lin Yi looked confused, "Isn't it that you learn a lot and use a lot?"
"Definitely. Yu Jingrong shook his head, "If it takes a hundred moves for others to deal with the situation, you can settle it with one move, which one do you think is stronger?"
Lin Yi paused when he heard this, and Yu Jingrong said again: "Life and death are fighting, the situation is ever-changing, and the opportunity for victory is fleeting. Therefore, the simpler the trick, the more practical it is, removing the flashiness and returning to the basics is the extreme realm of martial arts. β
Lin Yi frowned, pondered his words repeatedly, and suddenly blessed his soul, and for a while he was like an initiation, and secretly thought: I learned martial arts from Master Luo and the Holy Maiden, and then after actual combat tempering, I constantly improved according to my own conditions, and became my own skill. Now it needs to be further condensed, and finally simplify the complex, and use one trick to reach the peak.
"Yu Lao woke up the boy with a word, you have profound martial arts, and the truth is also thorough and easy to understand, worthy of the name of the spear. β
Lin Yi sighed from the bottom of his heart.
"If you win the prize, don't drill the horns, if you spend all your life on knife skills, it is not a wise move. Yu Jingrong reminded, seeing Lin Yi's confused expression, he explained: "There are many kinds of weapons in the world, each with its own advantages and disadvantages, don't stick to one thing." β
"Please tell me more. Lin Yi arched his hand.
"The shape of the weapon is different, and the effect is very different. A newcomer who has been practicing guns for half a month can defeat a veteran who has practiced swords for four or five years. Yu Jingrong's tone was solemn, and he said solemnly: "When you encounter a strong enemy and can't win by sword skills alone, you might as well change your weapon to fight." β
Lin Yi opened his mouth in surprise: "There is such a big gap just because the blades are different?"
Yu Jingrong poured out the ashes and asked him: "If there is no difference, why do people in the world need to invent so many weapons?"
"I see. Lin Yiken said yes.
Behind Yu Jingrong, Huang Ju was restlessly stepping on the horse's hooves, and there was a crowd of people around. While they were talking, Fu Yong assembled a team and began to count the wounded, while Luo Caiwei examined the corpses on the ground.
"Brother Lin, look at this!" Luo Caiwei suddenly cried out, her tone full of surprise.
Lin Yi looked sideways and saw that she took out two cone-shaped bronze talismans from Mao Zhuang's arms, both of which were engraved with the words "Cangwu Sect", and were trimmed with gold wire.
"What is this?" Lin Yi said blankly, and was about to get closer to observe, Yu Jingrong had already given the answer: "Cangwu Sect is a local cultivation sect with a long history, although it is not as good as the Eight Peaks of the Heavenly Book, but the secret alchemy technique is genuine, and there have been several masters of the Inner Dan Realm. β
"Then ...... the two of them"
"Yes, yes. Yu Jingrong nodded, buried his face in the smoke, and whispered, "It must be a monk of the Cangwu Sect." β
"But how could the two sect monks turn into blood-sucking zombies?"
"That's why I came down the mountain. Yu Jingrong tightened his eyebrows and looked solemn, "Do you still remember the battle of the dragon car that day?"
Lin Yi replied with a deep groan: "Back then, we boarded the dragon chariot, first defeated the beggar gang, and then fought viciously with the Lingliu fairy...... The memories here are still vivid in the mind. β
Yu Jingrong said: "I joined the Heavenly Book Mansion because my granddaughter was killed by zombies and wanted to avenge her. In recent years, there have been corpse troubles in many places in Yan Kingdom, and the old man recommended himself to the peak master, and countless corpses were killed between going back and forth. β
Lin Yi listened, thought quietly, and slowly recalled what happened over the years: whether it was Qin Rou who was snatched away by the Confused Spirit Song after her death, and accidentally possessed the Black Eagle halfway, or that night in the mass grave, the woman in red played the flute and played music, leading away the lonely soul and the corpse, or Zhuang Furong listened to the teachings of Lingliu and set up an evil array to play with people's hearts, and then to the dragon car battle, she and Ling Xuzi, Su Chongxiu and other human anti-demon female clones, until today, her followers are still refining corpses and killing people......
Thinking of this, Lin Yi couldn't help but shudder - all kinds of encounters are really related to Lingliu.
A peak master of the Heavenly Book Mansion was expelled from the sect by Tianzun, and later joined the Immortal Sect, and also became their Dharma King, and constantly caused trouble in the territory of the Southern Alliance......
What exactly does she want?
"Senior Yu, what should we do with those two zombies?" Fu Yong ran over and asked, his face full of admiration.
Lin Yi looked at his expression, thinking that he had just fought hard with Mao Zhuang for a long time, but as soon as Yu Jingrong came, he easily killed the demons and demons, and compared the two, he couldn't help but feel ashamed.
Yu Jingrong saw his loss, and comforted him with a smile: "The old man has been chasing zombies for many years, and head-to-head confrontation is my strength, so why should Lin Xiaoyou mourn himself." β
Lin Yi smiled and didn't speak again. After a while, Fu Yong set up the pyre, threw the dead body into the fire and burned it, and then took his subordinates to leave.
Fu Yong raised his hands, covered his right fist with his broken wrist, and saluted them: "Senior Yu, the two young spirit officials, the last general is seriously injured, and he has to return to the camp to restore his life, and he is unable to entertain you." If you have time in the future, you may wish to come to the army and talk to me for a drink. β
After a few words, he immediately led the county soldiers down the mountain.
Yu Jingrong watched Fu Yong go away, his expression became cold, and he suddenly turned his head and asked, "Lin Yi, the situation is dangerous today, why don't you hide your skills?"
Lin Yi was stopped by him, hesitated for a while, and said, "What is a Tibetan technique?"
Yu Jingrong stared at him suspiciously, and slowly spoke: "That day, the decisive battle was on the top of the dragon chariot, and Su Lingguan and I couldn't break the demon girl's talisman spell, but Lin Xiaoyou was able to cut it with one sword, why is there no way to take the stiffness today?"
Lin Yi said suddenly: "Oh, you said this-although the foolish brother is good, with my current cultivation, it is really difficult to control, so the time is not effective." β
Yu Jingrong raised his eyebrows, half-believing his words.
"Brother Lin, don't you accept the Lingjing here?" Luo Caiwei interjected.
Lin Yi woke up when he heard this, and hurriedly sacrificed the treasure mirror, and incorporated the Qingxia Hall into the mirror light.
Yu Jingrong was surprised when he saw this, but because of his seniority, he didn't ask more.
In the evening, the firewood was burning brightly, and the three of them sat in the gazebo and chatted.
Yu Jingrong knew how he entered the city, and accidentally learned that there were zombies in the Yuanwai Mansion, so he came to investigate, and then rushed to the summer resort to support.
"What about the prince of Taofu, did you detoxify his corpse?" Luo Caiwei asked with a wink.
"Nope. Yu Jingrong's eyes were gloomy, "Corpse poison is an ancient curse, the bitten person is in a coma for three to seven days, and then wakes up and becomes a zombie, he must kill his blood relatives first, this curse is the most vicious." β
Yu Jingrong groped for the barrel of the gun and sighed: "Alasββ, old man Guan Tao Gongzi cursed and attacked his heart, for fear that he would wake up and harm people, so he couldn't stay for a long time, so he had to kill the killer and take his life on the spot." β
"What!" the two looked at each other in shock.
After a while, the two of them eased up one after another, and Lin Yi said helplessly: "This is also a helpless thing, it's just a matter of killing parents and children, and the potter will not spare it, and he will pity the evil cultivators, but he will blame Brother Yu." β
Yu Jingrong lit his pipe, looked at the bones in the fire and was stunned, his granddaughter was dying of zombies, but he had to kill other people's heirs, and the pain was indescribable.
Seeing his sad expression, Luo Caiwei felt something, and secretly wiped the corners of her eyes and asked, "Why do zombies wake up and kill their blood relatives first?"
"Elder Yu, please dine. Lin Yi took out the dry cake from his backpack and reached out to hand it to him.
Yu Jingrong thanked him and explained in a low voice: "The old man consulted many ancient books and finally knew some reasons...... Legend has it that in the battle of ancient times, the emperor led the tribe to fight against the demons, and his daughter 'Lu' was extremely brave and made great achievements for her father. Then the demon clan was defeated and retreated, and the world was decided, but the emperor left his daughter and flew into an immortal, enjoying the glory of the heavenly realm alone. The princess held a grudge and degenerated into an evil spirit, and was finally slain by her former compatriots, spilling blood on the wilderness and dry land for thousands of miles. Lu left a curse before he died, and all those who were stained with his blood turned into fierce corpses, first punishing his relatives, and then slaughtering the common people!"
The fire engulfed Mao Zhuang, and the light illuminated the night, and Lin Luo and the others were shocked and shocked when they heard it.
It didn't take long for Luo Caiwei to slap the steps and scolded: "How can the human emperor be so ruthless, he doesn't care about his daughter, and he becomes an immortal and goes away?"
Yu Jingrong shook his head and said, "I don't understand either,...... The history books record that the emperor is Lei Zu, when he ascended, he caused a vision of heaven and earth, thunderclouds covered the sky, raining spiritual rain for several days, so that the dead wood in spring, the grass sprouted, and saved the devastated land, it is not a ruthless person. βγ
The night was deep, the flames burned the bones, and the three of them found a room in the village. Lin Yi meditated and practiced qi, and then sleepiness hit, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
That night, he had a strange dream......