Chapter 138: The Shadow
Tan Hao and Qiu Mo Ning took a few steps back, their eyes closed, and they pinched the magic trick in their hands.
The two rays of light shot out quickly, and suddenly burst out in the air, 'shooting' out ten thousand golden rays, shrouded in the void.
A terrible scream of pain rang out in the air, and a dark shadow slowly condensed in the air.
Tan Hao was like a great enemy, he protected Qiu Mo behind him, stared at the black shadow with all his attention, suppressed a little shock in his heart, and then said sharply: "What is your Tema!"
"I advise you two to be nosy, or you will get into trouble. The black shadows gathered more and more, and slowly conjured up a human figure.
"What a big breath. Without waiting for Tan Hao to speak, Qiu Mo Ning snorted coldly, she pushed Tan Hao away, holding the qi sword in her hand, and the majestic true qi shook out, and shouted loudly: "Bold and demonic, don't show up quickly." ”
The black shadow was shrouded in true qi, and a ghostly ghost slowly emerged. Its face was pale, its eyes were blood-red, it was covered with a black cloak, and a pair of withered hands were half 'exposed' in the air, and there seemed to be no 'legs' underneath, only black yarn fluttering.
This scene is very terrifying, if you are a little timid, you are afraid that you will faint on the spot.
"Hmph, the body is full of life, the 'yin' is full of anger, and I don't know how many people have been killed. Tan Hao, do it!" Qiu Mo Ning sneered, and gathered true qi in his hand, and the true qi turned into a dazzling light.
The light continued to rise, almost like a burning sun, trying to vaporize all the evil in the world.
It's just that in an instant, the figure of the Yin Spirit immediately dimmed a lot.
Tan Hao grabbed almost, pulled out the thunder, and slashed a sword. The sword qi condensed and attacked the Yin Spirit.
"Ah!!h
A scream erupted from the Yin Spirit's mouth, and Dao Dao 'waves' exploded in the air, like a river of blood opening up in the void, and it was full of light-faced, fanged, mutilated ghosts.
They roared and roared wildly, curtains of blood sprayed in the air, and limbs were left everywhere. There are even ghosts who pick up the corpse, stuff it directly into their mouths, chew it a few times, and then swallow it in their stomachs. Then they split open their mouths, and their teeth were covered with the remains of 'meat'.
It was horrifying.
"This, the magic sound pierces the brain?" Qiu Mo's face changed greatly, and he immediately turned his head and said, "Tan Hao, quickly seal the seven orifices!"
"Ah, what, how to seal it?" Tan Hao looked stunned.
"Damn!" Qiu Mo Ning let out a rare foul mouth. Taking advantage of Tan Hao's unaffected status, she threw the qi sword in her hand towards the Yin Soul, and at the same time played a magic trick in her hand, and the sword qi from the magic trick was like a golden 'color' light. The light enveloped the blade of the sword, and it was like lightning and went straight to the ghost.
"Ahh
The Yin Spirit screamed again, and its figure rippled in the air with the 'waves', and at the moment when the sword was about to hit the body, it turned into a cloud of nothingness and disappeared in front of its eyes.
All the rivers of illusory blood also disappeared cleanly.
"I want to run, no way!" Seeing that the ghost wanted to slip away, Tan Hao shouted and immediately chased out. Those who don't know think that this ghost was beaten away by him.
Outside the tomb, the mountain wind was still roaring, and the sky had become much darker, like a prelude to a rainstorm, and dark clouds swept low.
Tan Hao raised his eyes to look around, but there was no trace of the ghost for a long time.
"Did you run away?" Qiu Moning also quickly followed.
"It's like running away. Tan Hao scratched the back of his head and said.
"You, you, if you don't have me today, I don't know what you would do!" As she spoke, Qiu Moning stretched out her slender jade finger and pushed it on Tan Hao's head.
This looks like a little girl who blames her boyfriend.
"Hey, hey. Tan Hao smiled embarrassedly: "What should I do next?
"Aren't you quite capable, and ask me?" Qiu Mo remembered that Tan Hao was holding his hand all the way and protecting himself behind him. What she didn't know was that if Tan Hao was here alone, he would actually be able to deal with that ghost.
But for a long time, Tan Hao has formed a dependence on her, or a habit. But wherever Qiu Mo is condensing, he can be a hands-off shopkeeper and don't have to worry about anything.
This habit, even Tan Hao himself, did not find out.
Just as the two of them were about to enter the tomb again, a surprise shout suddenly came from the front: "Tan Hao, Tan Hao! Why are you here, let us find it so hard." ”
Tan Hao looked up, wasn't it Hao Jian and the other middle-aged man with a sallow face.
It seems that I can only give up going to the tomb for the time being.
Tan Hao and Qiu Mo stared at each other and walked over, Tan Hao said with a calm face, "Why did you come here?"
He and Qiu Moning seem to have a little tacit understanding, and when they are in contact with the living, it is always Tan Hao who goes to dialogue.
Hao Jian seemed to remember something, his body trembled, and he didn't have the excitement just now, and his voice became a little trembling: "This village is so weird. I just turned around, and there were only seven people in more than 20 households, and all of them were old 'women' and 'women' around 60 years old, and there was not a single male or a child. ”
There are yin souls here, specializing in 'door' to inhale yang energy, where will there be men, Tan Hao thought secretly.
Hao Jian lowered his voice at this time, and said with some fear on his face: "Just now I saw the young man who was following the car, as if he was crazy in the middle of the evil, and kept talking to himself, crying and laughing. Tan Hao, this place is so weird, let's get out of here as soon as possible. ”
Speaking of Tila who followed the car, Tan Hao had a series of questions in his heart, at first he just thought that he had colluded with the people in the village and made a black fortune.
Later, things confirmed this, this Tira is very familiar with the environment of the village, and some things are well known. But then the plot went out of control, especially when it came to the old man, he was directly scared stupid. It seems that the key to the matter is still on the old man.
By the way, there are also groups of graves, strange dead aunts, strange fragrances, and ghosts that have disappeared without a trace, all of which are 'intertwined' together, forming an invisible and shadowless net, shrouding Tan Hao's head, and he can hardly breathe.
This village, it's so weird.
Hao Jian saw that he had been thinking deeply and didn't speak for a long time, so he couldn't help but say urgently: "Tan Hao, you have something to say, if you don't leave for the time being, then we will leave." ”
"Let's go, where can you go, can you get on the highway and wait for the bus?" Tan Hao put the question aside and asked lightly.
"Sooner or later, I'll wait for the car. Hao Jian glanced up at the highway circling in the distance, and said with some persistence.
Suddenly, he slapped his big 'thigh' fiercely, pointed his finger forward, and said with a face full of annoyance: "Look, there's a bus driving over there, if it weren't for you, we might have gotten into this car." ”
"Really?" Tan Hao responded, but his face became very serious, and he sneered: "Look at your so-called bus." ”
The bus circling back and forth on the mountain road suddenly burst into flames, but the driver didn't seem to feel the slightest feeling, and kept driving forward without the slightest intention of stopping. The four tires burned by the fire fell off and the roof cover flew away. But even so, the bus is still running wildly there.
"How can this be?" Hao Jian swallowed, his face full of shock.
"Let's go. Tan Hao didn't explain the reason at all, and he didn't bother to explain, so he turned around and pulled Qiu Mo Ning and walked towards the village.
Hao Jian, a middle-aged man with a sallow face, glanced at each other, hesitated, and finally followed in fear.
Back in the village, it's still peaceful.
The driver was sitting on the edge of the pit with his head down and 'smoking' a cigarette, while Tila was sleeping on the pit. The pair of lovers cowered in the corner, looking worried.
Tan Hao looked at the tiled house, then found a place to sit down, and then said coldly to the driver: "I need you to answer me a few questions." ”
The driver stiffened, then lowered his head and only 'smoked' himself.
"What is the purpose of your car parked here, I will not investigate. But what the hell is going on in this village, I want you to tell everyone. ”
Hao Jian was stunned for a moment, then ran forward angrily, grabbed him by the collar and asked loudly, "Say, what's going on in this village?"
The driver slowly raised his head, his face blank.
"You're still pretending. Tan Hao stood up and stepped forward, threw away his cigarette butt, and then said coldly: "If you don't say it, everyone's lives must be in danger!"
The driver was stunned, and suddenly held his head with both hands, a painful 'color'.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Tan Hao asked patiently.
"You know what, the curse of blood, whoever touches it will die. After the driver was silent for a while, he suddenly looked up and said, his voice a little hoarse.
He smiled sadly, then spoke slowly, telling a horrific story.
This village, called Bone Village, is said to have a history of more than 3,000 years, and the area was formerly the habitat of a nomadic tribe. More than a thousand years ago, there was a beautiful princess here, she was proud, she was lively, she was beautiful, and she was the brightest pearl of the entire nomadic tribe. When she was 18 years old, she met the prince of another tribe, a brave warrior.
The two soon fell in love with each other, and they made a 'private' decision to each other for life, and made an appointment to protect each other.
But due to the fact that in order to survive and develop between the two tribes, a series of wars began. Their love relationship was also broken up in the war.
In order to win this war, the patriarch of the princess tribe sent the princess to the patriarch of a stronger tribe as a concubine by means of marriage, in exchange for a large number of reinforcements.
Later, although they won the battle, the princess died, under the poplar tree where her beloved man's beloved was hanged, and the blood stained the whole tree red, and then seeped into the whole earth. Every year, when the poplar trees bloom and bud, they are red 'colored', as if mourning the poor lovers.