Yang Chan took a look at the old beggar, and then looked forward. Under the ghostly fire, a dirt road appeared in front of her, during which crows were crowing at night and white bones were piled up.
But this Huangquan Road has been broken, and the hell hall it leads to was destroyed by Ying Yuan's Zhuxian Sword.
"He even left a trace of true spirit." Yingyuan was surprised.
Yang Chan walked on, and a woman stood at the door with her child in her arms: "Girl, if you are tired, you might as well come in for a drink."
drink water? I'm afraid it will become fish on the cutting board.
In Yang Chan's eyes, this mother and her son are both raw and raw, and there are some places where the bones are still thick. If you were an ordinary person, you might have been stunned.
An orange cat jumped from the eaves and landed at Yang Chan's feet. It barked at Yang Chan twice, then ran forward for a distance, and looked back at Yang Chan. It barked twice, as if to signal Yang Chan to follow.
Yang Chan took a look and followed her to see where the cat was going to lead her.
Walking two streets behind Orange Cat, Orange Cat jumped several times and jumped into the yard along the debris beside the wall.
Yang Chan opened the door and saw a girl in colored clothes holding up the orange cat. The orange cat rubbed her hand, looking very close.
The girl in colored clothes was surprised to see Yang Chan. At a glance, she saw that Yang Chan was not from the city.
"This is a ghost town, and all people are ghosts. Go quickly, or they will eat you." The girl in colored clothes said immediately.
Yang Chan was surprised. She didn't expect that there were still people with a clear heart in Fengdu.
"You don't want to eat me?" Yang Chan asked.
"I used to be a human being, so how can I eat you? In fact, I know many ghosts outside, but they have lost their minds. I remember them, but they don't recognize me." The girl in colored clothes said sadly.
She lost her parents when she was very young, and then her grandparents died. Thanks to the help of her neighbors, she survived. So she is very grateful to everyone, but now everyone has become like this.
"Do you remember what happened?" Yang Chan asked.
"In fact, I don't know very well. On that day, something strange suddenly appeared in the city. There was blood seeping from the corner of the wall, ghost claws would be stretched out from the ground, and there was the sound of ghosts crying and howling in the air. Then the people of the Jiang family began to put up spells in the city, but it seemed that no matter what the use, I saw with my own eyes that a spell soon burned after it was pasted.
Later, the whole city fell into darkness. Xiaoju and I hid in our house. At night, the sky began to shine. I went out to look, and saw a big hall in the sky. There was white light coming out from it. Finally, the hall exploded, and the boundless black gas was like a flood, flooding the whole city, and all people died, Xiaoju and I also died. " The girl in colored clothes said.
"You have nothing to do here. Why don't you hang out with me in the city and introduce yourself to me?" Yang Chan invited.
"Ah!" The girl in colorful clothes was surprised. She told her sister that it was dangerous here, and why did she want to go shopping.
"You don't have to worry, I'm very powerful." Yang Chan said with a comfortable smile to the girl in colored clothes.
Then he walked out of the yard.
Seeing this, the girl in colored clothes hurriedly followed Xiaoju. If this sister is bragging, she can protect her. She is also very powerful.
"This is the Lotus Dock. It used to be the place where the Jiang Family lived. The Jiang Family is a family of spiritual cultivation. They have been protecting our safety all the time. This time, the enemy seems too strong. Miss Jiang is the best looking girl in Fengdu," said the girl in colorful clothes.
Hearing Miss Jiang's three words, Yang Chan's face became a little unnatural. Ying Yuan, if you dare to mess up, I will cut your dog's paws.
"You are also very beautiful!" Yang Chan took a look at the girl in colored clothes. She looked beautiful and had the feeling of her sister next door.
"I can't compare with Miss Jiang." The girl in colored clothes bowed her head and said shyly.
Yang Chan came to the center of the city and stood here to feel the flow of Yin Qi in Fengdu.
While Yang Chan was standing still, the girl in colored clothes standing behind slowly raised her hand, and her hand lit up a Jiuyou Yin fire.
The girl in colored clothes slapped down, and a ghost on the ground blew away.
Yang Chan turned around with a faint smile on her mouth.
"Sister, a ghost just wanted to attack you," said the girl in colored clothes.
In fact, it was Yang Chan's intention. Otherwise, these little ghosts could not get close to her.
"How did you know this?" Yang Chan asked, referring to the nine dark Yin fire that the girl in colorful clothes had just started.
"I don't know, I will become a ghost." The girl in colored clothes answered truthfully.
Yang Chan thought of a bad thing. I'm afraid the girl in colorful clothes was burned to death by Jiuyou Yin fire before she died. She must have a strong will to struggle before she died, so Jiuyou Yin fire did not burn her soul, but partially merged with her.
"I want to do something here. Would you like to help me?" Yang Chan asked.
"What are you going to do?" asked the girl in colorful clothes.
"Help the ghosts here get rid of it." Yang Chan swept the air of resentment around her eyes.
"If so, I would like to help you." The girl in color agreed.
Yang Chan called out the lotus lamp, which flew out and shone over Fengdu, and 108 scriptures of Tara Sutra flew out of the lotus lamp.
Half of the temple fell in the city, flying from Yang Chan's shoulder, and landed on the altar in the temple.
The girl in colored clothes flashed a surprise in her eyes. She had never noticed that Yang Chan still had a cicada lying on her shoulder. This cicada should also be a god.
The walls of half the temple radiate a light light, and the resentment in the city is constantly absorbed by half the temple.
The cicada that fell on the altar also gave off a holy light.
……
Zhao Li and other people stood outside the city. After the Third Virgin entered the city, they were looking forward to the changes. After a long time, they finally saw a green light shining on the incomparable yin qi, which sent a gentle and universal breath.
"This process will last for a long time, maybe three years, maybe five years, maybe even longer." Zhao Li said to the people around him.
Looking at these noble looking children, Zhao Li couldn't help thinking what kind of person he was before he died, and whether he would also be such a handsome young man. It's a pity that he is a soul ferry man, and his soul was directly taken away by the Hades.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm waiting for you in the underworld." Zhao Li said in defiance of beating.
Then a Yin horse appeared out of nowhere, and Zhao officials jumped on the Yin horse and galloped. After a distance, Huangquan Road appeared, and Zhao officials entered it and disappeared.
……
Pieces of snowflakes fall from the sky on the earth, leaving the earth a vast expanse of white, like thousands of pear trees blooming.
Half a year has passed. The people of many aristocratic families have left, leaving only a few people here to wait for the change of Fengdu.
Lan Forgot the opportunity, Wei Wuxian, Jiang Cheng and Nie Huaisang have not left yet, and tenderness has quietly come over in the middle of the journey.
In the blizzard, everyone gathered in the tent to burn firewood for warmth. Warmly dressed in a red cloak, they entered the tent, but did not see Wei Wuxian.
"Where is Young Master Wei?" asked Wen Qingqing.
"It was still there just now!" Nie Huaisang looked around. "He probably went to look at Fengdu again."
"I'm going to look for him," said Wen Qingqing.
"Miss Wen, it's freezing outside. Don't freeze. He must be back soon." Nie Huaisang said.
"It doesn't matter," he said tenderly, turning away from the camp and heading for Fengdu.
It was freezing cold, and the warm footsteps fell on the snow with some thickness, and a clear sound of "click" came out.
On a small slope, he caught a glimpse of Wei Wuxian.
"It's freezing cold. I'd better go back early." Warm walked to Wei Wuxian's back.
In the past six months, the evil spirit that envelops Fengdu has faded, but it is still a forbidden area for living people. Sometimes you can hear the shrill voice from the city here.
"You don't need to worry about me. I always stay in the tent and feel bored. I'll go back after a while. You go back first." Wei Wuxian looked at his eyes and said warmly.
In a vast expanse of white, the warm figure is so warm.
Warmly unbuttoned his fiery red cloak, straightened it, and handed it to Wei Wuxian.
"Then I'll go back first. Don't stay too long." Warmly asked.
Turning back to watch the warmth go away, Wei Wuxian touched the red cloak on his hand. It was warm with a faint fragrance, which was the only taste of warmth.