It's almost autumn.

In the second half of July, the moon slowly turned from full to eclipse after the fifteenth day. But in late summer and early autumn, the climate is suitable, and the moonlight at this time is still very pleasant, if you are not afraid of too heavy dew at night, this is really a good time to drink and enjoy the bright moon.

Jiangning Mansion is the capital of several dynasties, the accumulation is deep, and it sits on a golden water Qinhuai River, the literary and luxurious competitions, there has always been no shortage of talented literati and elegant people who appreciate the scenery and the night.

Enjoy the Qinhuai water at night, the sound of the lights floating, the fishing color on both sides of the river, and the waves and shadows shine on the river flowers.

There is such a good situation, and it is inevitable that there will often be guests who forget their feelings.

Of course, Jiangning Mansion is stunning, and it is not only Qinhuai that can be played. What's more, on this bright night, the silver toad shoots the snow, the thousands of miles are clear, and there is a taste wherever you taste it.

Therefore, at this time, there are thousands of sleepless guests in Jiangning Fucheng, intoxicated by the bright moon and high sky. Some people lean under the tree, some people hug their knees by the river, and some people climb the stairs with cups. On the wall of the north gate, there was still a person half lying on the tower at this time, looking at the deep blue sky, admiring.

This is a soldier who is on duty at night. Six or seven feet away from him, there was a sentry house under the wall next to the city gate, and the lights were on.

It's time to enter, ordinary people have gone to sleep, and several city gates in Jiangning Mansion have been closed. Merchants are not allowed to enter or leave the city at such times without expedited passages. The soldiers drank and ate meat in the sentry posts, without any scruples. It is expected that on such a night, the commanders will not come to inspect, and there will be no reckless pedestrians knocking on the door to ask for permission.

"Stampede" There was a slight sound of footsteps in the distance. It seems that the usual routine may be about to be broken today.

On the stone pavement, which was as bright as water, walked a tall figure. He was walking fast. The direction is the North Gate. The "stepping" cloth shoes made a heavy sound on the bluestone, and the distance of four or five feet was two steps. This man moves quickly. But the gait is quick but not chaotic, and it is calm. It seems that he is quite accomplished in the art world.

He saw that the city gate was closed, but he did not have the slightest intention of stopping, he still flew quickly, and in a moment, he ran to the city gate, and there was a slight sound of "Zheng!" The long package he was carrying on his shoulder sounded, and the man was like a huge harrier eagle, straight up three feet high. I easily crossed the city gate and went out.

The sergeant guarding the door heard the sound of metal, muttered and went out to look around, but saw nothing, and then retracted and continued to fight for wine and meat.

Outside the city gates, it was very noisy, and all kinds of insects were heard in unison. There were travelers and merchants sleeping on both sides of the road, and they came at the wrong time, and arrived after the city gate was closed, and they did not enter or leave the papers, so they had to sleep on the side of the road. Wait for the door to open early tomorrow morning before entering the city.

A stone pavement is paved in front of it, and it may become a loess road. Sparse trees began to appear on the side of the road. The man with the sword did not seem to be in a hurry, and walked slowly and methodically, and after six or seven hundred steps, he suddenly discovered something. He paused suddenly, his eyes staring at a poplar tree in front of him on his left. His eyes became wary.

"Hmph, can't even hide your breath, and you want to use this trick to fool me?" he smiled coldly in his heart. Hold your breath and scour your surroundings carefully. See if there are other traps and ambushes.

There is only one enemy. He put his mind at ease, pretending to be unaware and slowly walked forward. Then, without warning, his whole person jumped up, turned into a black shadow, and quickly rushed towards the poplar tree.

In the moonlight, I could see that wrapped in black cloth was a seven-foot-long two-edged giant axe, and the blade surface flashed with cold light.

"It's not well hidden! remember to correct it in the next life!" he sneered in his eyes, and let out a loud shout, the two blades of the axe burst out with electric light, and flew forward with an arc of light.

"Smack!" Twelve feet above the ground, the poplar tree was cut open and turned into two pieces that toppled over. In the smoke and dust, a burst of light and shadow floated, and the illusion of the blinding spell was broken, revealing the real scene behind it.

The poplar tree really doesn't only have branches and leaves as it seems on the surface, and there is actually a person tied to it in the middle of its body.

A dead man.

The axeman carried his weapon, looked up at the results in front of him in a daze, and couldn't laugh or cry. This is not his enemy, and strictly speaking, it should not be anyone's enemy, because he is already a dead body. Judging from the green carrion and maggots crawling all over his body, this man should have been dead for some time, he was tied to a high place from the ground, and a barrier was set up, thinking that he was killed and exposed by someone.

I don't know who had such a deep hatred with him, and after killing someone, he tied him to dry his body next to such a road. The axeman sighed in his heart, his eyes swept over the dead body, and he was deeply sorry for this unfortunate unfortunate ghost.

Wait a minute...... Wrong!

The axeman frowned, a faint uneasiness in his heart, and vigilance once again flooded out of his heart.

Something seemed wrong with the corpse.

He took a step back, and once again scrutinized the corpse, from head to toe. The hands and legs of the dead body hung limply, which was very similar to the characteristics of the dead. The stomach was pierced by the slash just now, the face was expressionless, the mutilated lips, the nose, ah! yes!

He finally found what was making him feel wrong. It's the eyes!

It looks like they were actually a pair of ordinary eyes. Neither big, nor small, neither picky nor bend. The eyes are black and white, and there are moist reflections, as if they are looking at everyone who passes in front of them kindly.

However, here's where something is wrong. Finding such a pair of eyes on a highly decomposed, pus-and-blooded carrion corpse, undamaged, moist and smart, as if they were still alive, cannot be said to be normal in any way.

The axeman kept a calm face, raised the giant axe, and pointed at the eyes of the dead corpse: "I don't care what tricks you do, after it's all broken, you won't be able to do anything to blame." With all his might, a blue spark of lightning erupted from the tip of the axe, hitting the dead corpse in the forehead.

Bones and blood flew away like fireworks.

"Damn! Damn! What kind of person is this? Nosy!" In a cemetery more than thirty miles away from Jiangning Mansion, Cheng Yaoqing, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly fell and cursed in a low voice.

"What's the matter, Yaoqing?" Shi Zuxiao squatted six feet in front of his apprentice and spoke. He was lifting a nanmu coffin from the pit and pulling the lid open. The moonlight shines through. The splendid brocade of the shrouded in the coffin was as bright as rotten silver.

There were six corpses of varying degrees of decay on the ground.

"Master, our eye scout in the north of the city was found and destroyed. ”

"Oh?" Shi Zuxiao did not reply. looked at the female corpse in the coffin in admiration. "What kind of person is it? can see through our corpse qi barrier technique, and his ability should not be low. ”

"I don't recognize it. Cheng Yaoqing shook his head and walked over to his master to look at the dead body in the coffin. The female corpse was very young, richly dressed, and the tear on one side of her cheek was rotten, and the bones and teeth inside could already be seen. "He's holding a long-handled axe, he's about thirty years old, right. On his head, there is a bald piece on the left, master, do you know that there is such a person in the rivers and lakes? . ”

"I don't know. Shi Zuxiao didn't pay enough attention to this person, "There are so many miscellaneous insects in the world, who can remember them all." He happily stroked the neck of the female corpse, where there was a dark cyan strangulation mark, "This corpse was strangled to death, it's great." The resentment is so heavy, it can be refined into a green kill. ”

"Seven. Plus the digging the other day, we have twenty-nine. Master, are we going to dig again?"

"Dig, of course!" Shi Zuxiao said, "the more the merrier!"

Cheng Yaoqing said 'oh'. He said no more, took up his hoe, and dug a new grave near the left.

"This time I'm going to make it hard for the old thief surnamed Fan to fly with his wings! If we have caused our master and apprentice to lose their lives for three years, how can we not avenge this revenge? Ask him, and he won't teach me the Soul Melting Spell again. I killed him and grabbed the cheats to cultivate myself. ”

"What about the Romans?" asked Yaoqing, "Shall we also go for revenge?"

"Not yet," Shi Zuxiao sighed, "Let's wait until I have mastered the Soul Fusion Spell, and then I will be able to compete with the Lohmon Sect." ”

He looked fixedly at the female corpse in the coffin, planning the future path of revenge. Gradually, he was excited by the brilliant prospects that might appear in the future, and couldn't help but ask his apprentice: "The old thief surnamed Fan is not very good, but his soul melting spell is really good, Yao Qing, think about it, if our corpse can reset the soul at will...... For example, if you fuse the resentful soul of the green killing into the red corpse, or add a leopard spirit or tiger spirit to the red corpse, what will happen?"

Yaoqing was stunned and replied, "I can't think of it, master." ”

"Hahaha," Shi Zuxiao laughed loudly, "You just have to think about Fan Lao Thief, his own kung fu is only second-rate, but after melting into a beast, how much trouble it will cause us! I can tell you, if our corpses can melt, hum! Don't say it's the Rohman Sect, even if the pros and cons join forces, we won't be afraid! Fuck, at that time, I will break into their Rohman Sect main altar, and capture their sect leader to refine him into a servant ghost, and snow the revenge of the day before yesterday!"

Yaoqing let out an 'oh', but he couldn't imagine what that day would be like. Ask the master: "Master, can our corpses melt?"

"It should work. Shi Zuxiao was not sure, and his tone seemed a little hesitant, "There is such a legend in the corpse gate, but no one has seen the real thing. My master...... It's your ancestor, who once mentioned to me that there was a light corpse spell in the past, and it seems to have something to do with re-injecting souls...... Huh, huh, this ......," he said and stopped suddenly. In an instant, as if he felt something, his body stiffened, and he quickly turned his face to the south, and his face was full of horror.

Not only him, but Cheng Yaoqing was also full of horror, and at the same time stopped what he was doing and quickly turned in the same direction.

Jiangning Mansion.

"What's that?!" exclaimed Shi Zuxiao in shock, completely oblivious that this cry might attract enemies.

Jade Maiden Peak at this time.

All the female disciples were awakened by the slight tremor of the mountain peak.

Sui Zhenfeng and Thunder Hand Zilian stood at the door of the study, watching in surprise as the charms in the room appeared one by one. The Three Demon Treasure Protector Array did not open on its own, which was really unthinkable.

"What's going on? How can this be?" asked Sui Zhenfeng anxiously. But Thunder Hand Zilian didn't know, and the two of them watched the room hum and tremble nervously, causing the entire Jade Girl Peak to tremble. Inside the room, the Silver Festival Guardian Demon has already appeared, and it is tossing and turning its huge body, one part is hidden in the void, and the other part is in the real world, and the silver bone ribs fill the small study.

"Whew-" It was a roar full of anxiety, and a huge green arm poked down from between the beams to hold the ground. The green-maned guardian demon also appeared.

"What happened!?" Sui Zhenfeng, who was strong and competitive, also looked a little panicked this time.

At the same time, Jiangning Fucheng.

In the forester's house in the east of the city, the bells and cymbals rang in unison, and the mourning music continued. More than a dozen monks in the mourning hall were doing supernatural rituals for Mrs. Lin. Filial sons and grandchildren all knelt in front of the funeral bed and wept and threw paper money, paper horses and other things into the brazier.

The old lady died yesterday and had to do a seven-day ritual before she could be buried in the ground. The monks in the temple were already very skilled in coping with this, and they painted the old lady's face with gold dust, and her lips were stained with rouge, and she changed into a neat dress, and lay on the spiritual bed with many white silk flowers, looking more healthy and kind than before her death.

"Mother, why can't you bear to leave us behind!" Woo woo woo ......" The forester and his wife, as well as the maids, cried hoarsely, and their eyes were red. The relatives and friends who came to mourn were all crying, the forester is really a filial son, alas, the relationship with his mother is so deep, it seems that I have heard that those disobedient and unfilial things can not be done before. If you didn't really mourn his mother, how could you cry like this?

Mrs. Lin was even more grief-stricken, dressed in a vegetarian dress, and cried and fainted several times. If it weren't for a few maids pulling her, she would have rushed forward with her life, and would have gone down with the old lady. Listening to her sobbing uncontrollably, her breath couldn't cry smoothly, and she wanted to come to her mother-in-law who had never blushed and respected each other.

Alas, this is also a daughter-in-law who respects her in-laws, is pure and filial. I don't know which shrewd with a broken mouth dared to spread rumors that she scolded her mother-in-law for being a dead prostitute, and that she couldn't die well?

The patriarchs sitting in the courtyard all sighed. Mrs. Lin is blessed, she has a filial piety to her daughter-in-law during her lifetime, and after her death, there are still people who sincerely cry and mourn, and it is not in vain.

"Mother--you come back! Why are you willing to leave us behind-" Mrs. Lin once again shook off the maid and wanted to pounce on her to hug Mrs. Lin's body.

"Madam, please mourn, you cry badly, the old lady can't bear to ...... under the spring," the maid cried and dragged her back. Mrs. Lin was full of tears, and with the support of the maid, she twisted like a twisted flower.

"Mother-!" she shouted at the funeral bed, "open your eyes again, and look at us again...... Ahh

It seems that the voice change in the play, there are actually three changes in the three "ah" words, and the contrast between the front and back is so great that everyone looks sideways. The first one trembled with a suppressed voice, the second cried and stopped, as if his vocal cords had suddenly been cut, with surprise and doubt, and the last "Ah!" had turned into a scream of complete horror.

Because Mrs. Lin saw that the old lady on the funeral bed sat up erect and really opened her eyes to look at her.

Old Mrs. Lin, whose face was painted gold, was extremely hideous. The rouge on the lips is scarlet and eye-catching, like human blood.

At this time, Mrs. Lin regretted dying, she was frightened to death, and her legs were weak. I cried so much that I really woke up the dead old woman from crying, what should I do? I remembered that my mother-in-law was not allowed to eat enough in the past, and I only gave my mother-in-law a jacket on a cold day...... Can her mother-in-law spare all kinds of abuses in the past? Her cold hair instantly stood on end, and cold sweat soaked her back.

Filial son, outside the forester, his face was like earth and he was paralyzed to the side, and he collapsed.