Chapter 8: Yin soldiers pass through the border, strangers avoid it!
In the layers of mist, the first thing that caught Lan He's eyes were countless ghost cavalry.
These cavalry are divided into two types. One is the ghost cavalry that is covered in gray mist and wanders on the edge of the mist.
Their figures are of varying light and shade, and are translucent. Through the illusory bodies, you can vaguely see countless shadowy soldiers and ghosts surging in the mist.
Whenever there are lonely wild ghosts in the fog who want to escape from the netherworld and rush to the edge of the fog, these ghost cavalry will either use their bows and shoot arrows, or wave their dark long-handled axes and spears to annihilate all kinds of chaotic souls.
Into a ball of gloom.
In addition to the ghost cavalry that marches on the edge, there is also a strong ghost cavalry that is shrouded in skeletal armor.
This type of cavalry is different from the ghost cavalry in that it has an entity.
White bones of varying lengths criss-crossed the body, and the hideous, dark bone armor seemed to cover a set of bones outside its body.
A dark burqa with a hood and hood was draped over the shoulders, and wisps of dark mist were wandering around the cavalry.
Behind the Nether Cavalry, there were black pennants and flags, with streaks of light flashing from time to time on the flags, absorbing the black mist surrounding them.
In addition, the magical weapons in their hands are shrouded in an ominous gray-black aura. Not only are they miraculous in dealing with ghosts and ghosts, they are also extremely lethal to living things and physical objects.
On the waists of these Netherworld Cavalry, there are also palm-sized ‘Border Patrol Orders’ engraved with talisman orders.
The 'Boundary Patrol Talisman' is the lowest level talisman in the Netherworld. In the human world, any level of 'World Patrolling Ghost Talisman' can dispatch it.
But as long as they have this talisman to protect themselves, these ghost cavalry, filled with evil spirits and marching neatly, can travel between the Yin and Yang realms at night to hunt down and strangle lonely ghosts.
The most important thing is that this kind of ghost cavalry is like a living creature. Not only does it have its own independent will, but it also shows a decisive, bold and fearless spirit.
This is extremely rare among the mentally disturbed netherworld creatures.
In addition, in this sea-like mist, there are countless translucent Yin soldiers wearing helmets and robes and belts, marching neatly and silently.
In the queue, ghosts generated by the accumulation of Yin Qi will appear from time to time.
Those with a little bit of wisdom will turn it into Yin energy entrenched in flags and flags or in the armor and weapons of Yin soldiers.
After continuously absorbing enough Yin Qi and gradually integrating with the Nether World, such ghosts can leave their mark in the Nether World and become real Nether World creatures, and will no longer be hunted by Yin.
At least half of the netherworld creatures in the netherworld belong to this category.
But those ghosts without intelligence will follow their instincts and try to escape from the tide of yin mist and go to the human world to feed on blood.
It's just that most of these souls who were stunned by the chaos were killed by the ghost cavalry on the edge of the fog tide.
Of course, because there are too many ghosts generated, there are always some lucky ones who avoid death, break out of the sea of netherworld and mist, and pass into the human world.
Thirty percent of the "house-holding" charms and "door god" portraits distributed by the "Boundary Patrol Station" in the secular world are prepared for these lonely ghosts.
Lan He turned his eyes slightly and looked towards the front of the queue.
There, the gray-white wind rolled outward like a tide of clouds and mist.
Two blood-red lanterns swayed and floated forward following the dark wind, and a vague hunchbacked figure staggered forward step by step with the red lanterns.
He holds a gong in one hand and a mallet in the other. Every time he takes seven steps, he must strike the gong.
"嘡~~~!"
A gong that penetrated the soul once again sounded in Lan He's ears and heart.
The sound of gongs can not only attract all kinds of lonely souls and ghosts, but also serve as a warning to normal people, causing them to retreat when they hear the sound.
At the moment when the gong sounded, there was a faint sadness between heaven and earth, and a deep hoarse voice echoed in the night sky.
"The Yin soldiers are crossing the border~~~~ Avoid strangers~~~!"
"The Yin soldiers are crossing the border~~~~ Avoid strangers~~~!"
"The Yin soldiers are crossing the border~~~~ Avoid strangers~~~!"
Sometimes distant and sometimes close, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes clear and sometimes vague tones, plus the faint sound of singing mixed with the whispers of countless people, make people want to cover their ears tightly, but also have an urge to listen carefully.
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A few steps behind the hunchbacked figure, four shadows whose outlines could only be seen were vaguely visible.
Among them, the first two figures were one with a leopard tail, one was wearing a beak mask, the last two figures were with a human face and fish gills, and one figure was clearly humanoid, but no matter how Lan He looked at it, he felt that this person looked like a wasp.
The four figures were divided into two rows and walked leisurely forward. In the shadow in front of each figure was a little rickety devil holding a sign and following the figures.
Lan He's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that each wooden sign was engraved with two rows of black and red marks, as if it had been burned by fire.
Lan He was sure that he did not recognize the handwriting on the wooden sign, but he silently recited the ghostly symbols in the four wooden signs in his heart.
'The hour is approaching and the gates of hell are wide open!'
'The souls of the dead wander, and a hundred ghosts walk at night!'
'Keep away if you are timid, avoid strangers!'
'Don't do any evil and go home as soon as possible!'
'Hey~, are these four people the legendary four evil spirits responsible for arresting the souls of animals, birds, fish, and reptiles?'
Lan He's heart tightened, and his eyes couldn't help but glance past these four figures and look back.
What came into view this time was two figures, one black and one white, that occasionally disappeared and appeared in the air.
A tall and thin man, covered in white robes, wearing a smiley mask with white eyebrows and a white face, and his eyes showed a lifeless look like white gray.
It has a long tongue, a tall hat with a pointed head, and four characters written on the hat with ghost symbols:
【Making money at first sight】
In his waist was a mourning stick made of willow wood with a human skull and leg bones nailed to white cloth.
There is a copper bell on the top of this mourning stick, which is used to attract ghosts and ghosts, and can also disperse the souls of living beings.
The other man was wearing a black robe, with a wide body and a fat body. He wore a cold and dark mask, his eyes were as black as ink, and the words "Peace in the World" were written on the walnut of his official hat.
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In addition, there were dark shackles, handcuffs and "soul locks" with curved hooks hung around their waists.
'Black and white are impermanent!'
Lanhe let out a silent cry in his heart!
Her heart was beating violently, and she could even hear her own heartbeat like a fierce drumbeat in her ears.
Unlike the four great villains, leopard tail, bird's beak, fish gills, and wasp, these two are famous in legend.
When you see with your own eyes that a being that has only been recorded in legends or classics appears in front of you, the huge psychological impact it brings is difficult to describe in words.
However, when she took a closer look, she found that the black and white impermanence seemed to have only a body and no soul. It just floated and walked stiffly with the hunchbacked spiritualist, and there was no other movement.
"Wow~~~~~~"
As Bai Wuchang continued to advance, there was a faint sound of chains in the night sky, and the sea of mist continued to expand and surge forward following their footsteps.
Behind Black and White Wuchang, a slightly weird Nether Cavalry followed lazily.
His body is as fat as a bell, and his eight-foot-high skeleton war horse can only keep his feet from dragging on the ground.
In addition, his face is as fair as that of an ordinary person, his pear-like figure is wearing a translucent armor that looks like black crystal, which does not show much power, but reveals a little bloatedness.
At this time, this strange ghost cavalry's eyes were slightly closed, with a short stick stuck in his neck, and he was swaying on the skeleton horse and dozing off.
In his hands were two long gray fog-like ropes, the other ends of which were tied around the necks of two huge ghosts that were over eight feet tall.
From time to time, desperate and painful faces appear and disappear on the faces, arms, legs and parts of these two huge ghosts, as if someone has filled the bodies of these two ghosts with the souls of hundreds of people.
Same.
Lan He could see it clearly. Even though the two ghosts were over eight feet tall, the skeleton horses under the strange ghost cavalry would struggle to move forward every time they took a step forward.
But no matter how hard it struggled, its huge body seemed to have no weight, and it was impossible to stop the weird cavalry for a moment.
Even occasionally, if a ghost walks too slowly, it will be dragged to the ground in an instant and dragged forward like a torn bag.
Behind the two huge ghosts, hundreds of ghosts wearing white robes lowered their heads and floated forward three feet above the ground like zombies.
Strands of white silk came from the sleeves of these ghosts in white robes, and the skirts spread out. Wherever they passed, the green grass dried up and the ground froze into ice.
'The Seducer!'
A terrifying ghost that feeds on ghosts and ghosts.
Lan He just glanced at these ghosts in white robes, and a chill came from his soul.
She couldn't help but secretly scream "no", knowing that as a living person, she had been looking at the creatures in the underworld for a long time and had received backlash.
She endured the discomfort and turned her eyes away, but the moment she looked away, she couldn't help but take one last look at the mist.
I saw spears and halberds as dense as branches and leaves filling every corner of the mist, and underneath were endless Yin soldiers undulating like a surging tide.
Looking at the countless emerald eyes in the mist that were as dense as stars and as numerous as sand, approaching from far away, Lan He couldn't help but shudder, and unconsciously dissipated the magical power of 'Distance Eyes', not daring to look any further.
Have a look.
When she came back to her senses, she felt that her body was being shaken. In a daze, she could vaguely hear the anxious shouts of her senior brother from far and near.
"Junior sister, wake up!"
"Senior sister, senior sister, wake up~~ wake up~~~!"
The soul returned to the 'Niwan Palace', and Lan He slowly opened his eyes.
In sight, only Changning and Yaoyang were seen leaning forward, calling their names continuously.
'Strange, why did I fall asleep?'
Lan He was surprised and asked casually:
"Brother, why did I fall asleep?"
An extremely unfamiliar hoarse voice reached Lan He's ears.
Lan He was startled. She couldn't believe that the sound like a broken gong came from her own mouth.
She had not yet awakened from the fright, and as she gradually recovered her vision, she was stunned unconsciously when she looked at the two people in front of her, and asked strangely:
"Senior brother, junior brother, why do you two look so strange?"
Changning and Yaoyang were startled when they heard the sound. After looking at each other, they both turned to look at Lanhe. Changning asked:
"Junior sister, what's so strange about us two?"
Lan He looked at the two people in front of him, wondering why they didn't notice such a simple thing, and said:
"Senior Brother, why do you and Junior Brother Yaoyang only have black and white..."
Before he finished speaking, a terrible thought suddenly flashed through Lan He's heart, and he suddenly turned his head and looked around.
She turned her head so fast and violently that Yaoyang was a little worried that her neck had been broken.
Lanhe looked around blankly.
The walls, pillars, floors, tables and chairs, and everything in sight were only in black and white.
"What...what's going on?"
After a moment, Lanhe asked in a trembling voice.
Chang Ning glanced at Lan He's eyes. In just a few breaths, the pupils of Lan He's eyes had turned gray.
He roughly guessed the reason, sighed softly in his heart, and slowly said:
"Junior sister, I just heard the sound of the gong and entered the house first. When I turned around, I saw you looking back into the distance.
I called you twice but got no answer, so I took you into the room.
But no matter how my junior brother and I call you, you seem to be trapped in a nightmare and cannot be woken up.
It wasn't until just now that I saw you open your eyes..."
Changning hesitated for a moment and continued:
"I guess junior sister saw something she shouldn't have seen and hurt her eyes."
Seeing Lan He's expression changed drastically, Chang Ning quickly spoke again:
"But junior sister, there is no need to worry too much. I think this situation is only temporary, and it may be possible to recover after the fog dissipates."
After a pause, he said again;
"If you are unable to recover on your own, after dawn, I will accompany you to find Master Menzhong for help.
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After Changning said a few words, there was no more sound in the house.
Yaoyang stood aside, looking at the senior sister who used to have bright eyes, bright teeth, and cheerful temperament, suddenly became silent, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart.
There was not even a sound of breathing in the silent house, but there were constant sounds of gongs and creepy, high-pitched sounds outside the house.
The strange, melodious and melodious tone of a play did not bring any wonderful feeling to the ears of the three of them. Instead, they felt a sense of panic that their hearts were being stretched, tightened, and falling into a bottomless abyss.
Yaoyang glanced at the door.
The closed door did not bring him any sense of security. The special powers of his ears allowed him to hear sounds that others could not hear at all.
But the senior sister had learned from the past, and he did not dare to use his magical powers to listen to the news from the outside. However, the sound of tiles rubbing against the ground continued to reach his ears.
After pacing a few steps in the room irritably, Yaoyang shouted anxiously:
"It's all the fault of the 'Boundary Patrol Platform'. If it hadn't held a sacrificial ceremony, how could there have been Yin soldiers here, and Senior Sister's eyes wouldn't have..."
Changning said flatly:
"Junior brother....!"
Yaoyang reacted suddenly and said apologetically to Lanhe:
"Sister..."
Lan He had woken up from the huge panic at this time, and before Yaoyang could finish his explanation, he said softly:
"It doesn't matter, this matter is my own fault and has nothing to do with the 'Boundary Patrol Platform'.
As early as when we were conducting inspections, the sect had warned many times, 'Once an abnormality is discovered, remember not to pry or visit with outsiders.' It was my temporary curiosity that led to this outcome."
After saying this, silence returned to the room again.
Lan He looked at the front of the central hall where the three of them were.
The central hall of the "White Mansion" is not a place for receiving guests, but an ancestral hall for the clan.
Hundreds of spiritual tablets are divided into seven rows and enshrined in the front. Long white linen curtains hang on both sides of the spiritual tablets. Fruits and vegetables of the four seasons, water and incense burners are provided on the table.
A futon about a foot in diameter was placed upright in the open space below the seven rows of spiritual thrones.
Lan He glanced at the top of the three rows of spiritual tablets.
‘To enshrine the spiritual throne of Taigong, the ancestor of the Bai family’s three generations and five clothes’
Moving his eyes downward, Lan He's eyes fixed on the two spiritual thrones in the middle of the sixth row.
‘Therefore, it is important to examine the spiritual position of Duke Baizhao Lin’s family’
‘Therefore, the spiritual status of my concubine Murong Ruren Yunjuan is shown’
The reason why Lan He's eyes were fixed on these two spiritual places was because these two spiritual places were shining with golden light in her eyes.
The golden light, like the rising sun, is particularly eye-catching against the other black and white backgrounds.
'Who are these two people?'
'Who established the spiritual throne for them?'
Lan He was confused and turned to look at Changning and Yaoyang, guessing that they had not noticed any abnormalities in the two spiritual thrones, otherwise they would not have reacted to the abnormality.
His eyes moved downward again, and his eyes stopped motionless on the seventh level spiritual position.
There is only one solitary spiritual tablet in the seventh row, and this spiritual tablet is still lying on the spiritual platform.
Lan He unexpectedly took two steps forward and raised his hand to lift up the fallen spirit.
But when she saw the writing on the memorial tablet clearly, her heart suddenly stopped.