Chapter 147: Cemetery Crisis

Ling Lone's own paranoid personality seemed to make it difficult for him to discard the strange phenomena that appeared in his memories, and in addition to getting along more with Shangguan Aoki and hoping to have that inexplicable memory again, he was also thinking about the internal connection between the three unrelated memories that appeared. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

So along the way, Sikong Lianyue found that Ling Lin was secretly looking at her a lot of the time, but the scrutinizing gaze like a prisoner seemed to make her nothing to be proud of.

"Why?" "Why?"

Ling Silent seemed to have entered a demonic barrier, and he had been thinking about this question.

In his thoughts, Sikong Retsuki and Shangguan Aoki entered her maternal grandfather's house. Ling Silent has been immersed in the world he has obtained, deaf to the outside world, and time passes by in a hurry like a white horse.

For Ling Lone, who suddenly became chattering, Sikong Lianyue and Shangguan Aoki were a little uncomfortable, but seeing that Ling Lone's thoughts were quite normal, they didn't bother anymore.

There is a saying of enlightenment in the world, and according to Buddhism, it is "knowledge and obstacle to vision". In the eyes of Shangguan Aoki and Sikong Lianyue, Ling Lin was in the midst of enlightenment. However, it is not!

Ling Silence was a little touched from time to time in deep thought, but it quickly disappeared, which made Ling Silence pay more attention to the three inexplicable memories.

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Unknown space, empty and barren, shrouded in chaos, primitive and silent. As Ling Silence touched the memory that shouldn't exist again and again, the space shook again and again, but it quickly recovered. However, the chaotic qi in the space became thinner and thinner with the vibration of the space.

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Walking on the green hills, the blood-like light of dusk pours out, and the dark red scenery.

Sikong Lianyue and Ling Silence walked side by side, but Ling Lonely lowered his head to think about his own affairs, ignoring the scenery around him.

"Quack" "Quack"

Two crows flew through the sky, bringing a little rancid smell and a little ink to the twilight night.

Ling Silent looked up abruptly, looking at the crows in the distance, everything in his head was selectively forgotten and put aside, and his heart was clouded with a layer of darkness. A very subtle, very small uncomfortable feeling grows from the heart.

He turned his head to look at Sikong Lianyue, who just glanced at the crow casually, didn't feel anything, and gently stepped on the soil that had grown tender grass, and walked forward step by step.

"Huh?"

Sikong Lianyue walked in front, but Ling Lin didn't move after seeing the two crows, so she looked back at Ling Lin strangely, and said softly, "Let's go!"

Ling Xiao pursed his lips, didn't say anything, walked forward quickly, and walked side by side with Sikong Lianyue again.

Along the way, tombstones flashed in front of Ling Ling and Sikong Lianyue.

Walking slowly, Sikong Lianyue seemed to see himself when he was a child, following his mother, and the two of them also walked on this hill, and paid tribute to their grandmother with their mother.

It's a pity that those memories are no longer going back.

Sikong Piyue sighed softly and imperceptibly, her heart was low, sad and tactful, and she was faintly melancholy.

This hill is the ancestral grave of her maternal grandfather's family, where countless ancestors of her family are buried, including her maternal grandmother. It was on the hill behind her grandfather's house, not very far away.

She still remembers her grandmother, who died very young, she was a very kind, gentle person, and very kind to her, but she died very early. In this family, her mother has the deepest affection for her grandmother, and the person closest to her is also her grandmother.

Her mother, who had been in poor health since she gave birth to her, was even weaker after her grandmother's death, and died a year after her grandmother's death.

Originally, she only wanted to pay tribute to her grandmother on the mountain alone, and declined the proposal to accompany her uncle, and in the end, Shangguan Aoki insisted that Sikong Lianyue take Ling Lonely, because they came out this time to protect her. couldn't refuse, Sikong Lianyue reluctantly agreed.

Mu Ran's Ling Silence let it go, and arranged it with Shangguan Aoki and Sikong Lianyue.

Incense wax, paper money and other memorial supplies were placed in front of the tombstone, and the arrogant Sikong Lianyue knelt respectfully in front of her grandmother's grave and kowtowed.

Ling Lonely hugged his shoulders and leaned on a green pine not far away, his dark and deep eyes calm and waveless.

"Quack!"

The crow's cry sounded again, and Ling Shi saw a crow with dark red wings hovering in the sky, beautiful wings like rubies.

It landed on the tree on the other side of Ling Lone, and looked at Ling Lone curiously.

Sikong Liyue also saw this beautiful crow.

The crow glanced at Ling Ling for a few moments, then lost interest, and turned to look at Sikong Lianyue, as if it was more interested in Sikong Lianyue, who was kneeling in front of the tombstone, maybe it was too far away to see clearly, it fluttered its wings and fluttered towards the tombstone of Sikong Lianyue's grandmother.

Sikong Liyue was also curious about where this crow came from, and watched the crow fly in.

Quietly looking at the dark red wings of the crow, the distance between it and Sikong Lianyue getting closer and closer, the pupils of the silent Gujing Wubo suddenly dilated, and a text introduction of a strange beast emerged.

Ling Lonely's figure immediately moved, with an afterimage, blocking in front of Sikong Lianyue.

"Poof!"

Blood splattered, staining Sikong Liyue's silver moon robe red, and a few drops fell on Sikong Liyue's face.

The seemingly blunt beak of the dark red winged crow actually pecked through Ling Li's right chest, and the blood in his eyes was profuse.

Sikong Lianyue raised her head, Ling Lone's figure disappeared in front of her, and in the distance, a black phantom collided with a tiny blood-colored shadow.

"Let's go, go and call Shangguan Aoki, there is a conspiracy!" With Ling Lone's loud shout, a strong sharp edge attacked, and the sharp thin feather quickly spun and stabbed at Sikong Lianyue's neck.

Sikong Lianyue raised his head slightly, avoided Ling Yu, and looked towards where Ling Yu came from, and a black-clothed masked man looked at her with burning eyes.

Sikong Lianyue's cold eyes also showed a hint of killing intent, but she didn't act recklessly, since others came to kill her, it was impossible to even beat her. So after avoiding Ling Yu and glancing at the attacker, she immediately fled down the mountain.

This is the most correct and rational approach, and only Shangguan Aoki can turn things around. And the target of the attacker is her, and if she leaves, Ling Silence will not be in much danger, but she herself is the most dangerous.

The vast forests, the dim light, the countless tombstones, the blood spreads.

Sikong Lianyue had a lot of fine feathers all over her body, and it was also smeared with poison, if it weren't for the elixir left to her by her father, these poisons would be enough to kill her.

She's fast, but neither are the attackers. The short distance from here to the bottom of the mountain seemed to be as far away as the end of the world at this time, and she couldn't escape at all, the enemy really thought everything out.

However, as she was fleeing, there was a strange noise behind her, and a figure covered in blood attacked the black-clothed masked man.