147 He who forsaken me
On the desolate meadow, a woman in a white dress was running, shouting something, and then she fell to the ground, not tears, but blood flowing from her eyes.
The woman died with her eyes wide open, and beside her was a large black stone with a smooth surface, more like a wordless tombstone!
Wang Baoyu saw the passage of time, and the woman turned into dry bones, and finally merged into the earth, as if it had never appeared.
And the woman's face is exactly the same as the great ghost king she has seen on the island of disillusionment, but it is more vivid and beautiful than the stone statue, familiar and unfamiliar, which makes people feel the urge to cry.
The picture dissipates in the mirror, and then a poem emerges, which is the traditional Chinese character that Wang Baoyu is familiar with.
"The barren grass is not dead on its knees, and those who abandon me look like me. The reincarnation of the third life is endless, and it is difficult to get together after ten thousand years of waiting!"
Wang Baoyu burst into tears, every word was hitting his heart, although he couldn't remember who this woman was, but it must have some special relationship with him.
After the handwriting disappeared, the image of the woman running began to play again, as if it was looping endlessly!
Wang Baoyu stood in front of the bronze mirror and looked at it over and over again, knowing that it was an illusion, but every time he felt heartache and wanted to reach out to touch and comfort him.
"Master, what's so sad about it, we should go, once the light mask is gone, something may not happen. Xiaobai urged.
Wang Baoyu glanced at the woman in the mirror again, imprinted that face in his mind, and then turned around and walked out of the boudoir and returned to the hall.
"Master, I feel that there is something used by the ghost clan on that chair, take it away!"
"Well, it's not good!"
"Of course it's nothing, I don't know how many hundred years it has been here, and the owner may have forgotten it. ”
Wang Baoyu walked over quickly, and sure enough, he found a palm-sized black wooden plaque left on the chair, and he immediately put it into a storage bag, and then hurriedly left the palace.
Under Xiaobai's guidance, Wang Baoyu turned back all the way, and a big gray bird suddenly appeared in front of him.
Soul Bird!
Wang Baoyu couldn't help but stop, but the soul bird didn't seem to see him at all, and shook its wings towards a mound, and then disappeared again.
"Master, don't be surprised, the yin qi is too strong, covering our aura, and the low-level ghost clan can't find it. "Xiaobai is very relaxed.
Wang Baoyu walked towards the mound, and an old man in black was jumping and jumping inside, and he knew by his open and closed mouth that he was crying hysterically, as if expecting to be released.
"It's like this when I first came, and after a while, I'll be honest, and I'm not used to letting them out. "There is no shortage of schadenfreude.
Wang Baoyu was shocked again, because he saw this person's appearance clearly, it was Mo Nian, the head of the family who had just died.
The visor shook slightly, a sign that it was about to fail, and he hurried back to the steps as fast as he could.
The yin qi was surging, the wind was raging, and the situation above was still very bad, without a moment's hesitation, Wang Baoyu used his true qi to move the Yin Luo jade manhole cover, control, and accurately block the entrance.
A large amount of yin qi disappeared, the strength of the wind weakened, and soon turned into a breeze, and it still did not stop after waiting for a while.
Only then did Wang Baoyu discover that the manhole cover was not tightly sealed, and there were still some subtle yin qi leaking out.
Everything has been figured out, the so-called poisonous gas on Huangchen Island is actually yin qi, and after living here for a long time, I have adapted to this feeling, but of course those who have landed on the island for the first time feel uncomfortable.
Wang Baoyu ran the true qi to his feet, kicked up a piece of dust, and completely sealed the manhole cover, but the wisps of yin qi could still be revealed.
When he returned to his residence, it was already the second half of the night, perhaps because he was contaminated with some yin qi, Wang Baoyu felt a little tired, and soon fell asleep.
The monks on Huangchen Island were pleasantly surprised to find that the strong winds that had been blowing for days had stopped, and at the same time, what made them even more frustrated was that the small spiritual vein on the island had also dried up, and there was no trace of spiritual energy coming out.
The next morning, Wang Baoyu ordered Luo Si to go and gather the monks from all over the island to come, and those who dared to disobey would bear the consequences.
With timidity, and in line with the idea of not blaming the public, the monks on the island spread the word of mouth, and soon gathered at the bottom of the sect, and at a glance, there was a large area of black oppression.
Wang Baoyu walked away slowly, Luo Si hurriedly took the lead and knelt down, shouting in his mouth: "See the King of the Five Spirits!"
"See the Five Spirit Kings!"
Tens of thousands of monks also knelt down and echoed in unison, no one wanting to cause trouble.
"Get up!" Wang Baoyu raised his hand, "I have called you here today to announce one thing, such a desert island is really not suitable for survival, and this king has decided to allow you to enter Xigui Island and include your household registration there." ”
Is this true? The monks could scarcely believe their ears, and their faces were full of astonishment.
"What, don't you want to go?" Wang Baoyu said unhappily.
"We do! Thank you, Your Majesty!"
I don't know who took the lead in shouting, but the rest of the people reacted and applauded excitedly while crying!
"Long live the Five Spirit Kings!"
"Long live the Five Spirit Kings!"
The shouts come and go, and they don't stop for a long time!
"Luo Si, you're in charge of this. The island can't be completely empty, the monks in the gate stay, and there will be spirit stones to supply here at that time. Wang Baoyu said.
"My subordinates will definitely finish this matter!" Luo Si exclaimed exaggeratedly, and then lowered his head and whispered: "King, I am afraid that it will be protracted to complete this matter." ”
"I know what you're worried about!"
Wang Baoyu said a word, called Li Kuigang, and ordered that all those low-level box-like flying magic weapons be left, there were hundreds.
"Thank you, the king!" Luo Si was happy, he was worried about the transportation problem, after all, there was a sea in the middle, and the Five Spirit King's move represented trust.
Under the extremely grateful eyes of the monks, Wang Baoyu led the team to leave Huangchen Island, re-board the big ship, ride the wind and waves, and sail to the last Qingfeng Island.
Qingfeng Island, from west to east, is the third island, separated by the surrendered Baikui Island.
The big ship sailed into the waters of Baikui Island, Wang Baoyu ordered the big ship to stop, took Xiaobai on the flying boat, and boarded Baikui Island alone.
To this day, Wang Baoyu is still not at ease with Miao Zong, and there is no reason to kill him, but it is always a hidden danger to leave a Jindan period great monk by Yuhuachen's side.
After landing on the island, Wang Baoyu collected the flying boat and walked towards the island on foot, he wanted to investigate the quality of Miao Zong.
As the name suggests, the soil is light white, but trees and flowers can grow, and the overall scenery is not bad.
Today, Baikui Island has been included in the banner of Seogwi Island, and there is no obstacle to the exchange between monks, and there are also monks from Seogwi Island who come to buy first-hand kraken materials, of course, for cheapness.
Therefore, it is not surprising that there is an additional strange monk on the island.
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