The female ghost died unwillingly in the hands of Wei Cheng.
She should have died long ago.
Wei Chengyou carefully observed this village and found that basically all the decorations in this village of dead souls were decorated in the Han Dynasty.
In other words, when this village fell into the Northern Continent, the struggle for hegemony between Liu Bang and Xiang Yu had not yet passed!
It is impossible for ordinary people to live such a long time.
Unless they are no longer human...
After opening the Eye of Truth and carefully observing the entire village, Wei Cheng discovered that the bodies of the people he saw were translucent, like ghosts.
But these people don't know it at all, repeating the same life day after day, year after year, sinking in the shadow of the past.
"These villagers have long since died."
Wei Cheng said without emotion.
Although he had already guessed this result, he still felt something deep in his heart when he witnessed it with his own eyes.
Holding the Fruit of Spring soaked in blood in his hand, Wei Cheng did not rush to deal with it, but first lifted the blockade on Huo Jianjian.
Otherwise, he was afraid that a young lady locked in the divine weapon space would go crazy...
"Ding dong!"
There was a sound like the opening of an automatic door, and Le Zhengling's mental projection emerged again.
This time, Le Zhengling shook her hands and suddenly said in surprise:
"Old Wei, I can use the power of the singer again!"
Wei Cheng was not surprised by this.
Just as he expected, after killing the female ghost, the influence of the forbidden spring fruit also disappeared.
From this moment on, the entire village will slowly dissipate, and the ghosts staying in the house will also meet the ending they deserve.
This is a village that existed in the past. Since Wei Cheng broke this balance, it should disappear.
Speaking of which, it was the female ghost who changed the fate of the village in disguise.
If Zhan Xuan had not used the power of Spring to curse the entire village, then not long after falling into the Northern Continent, the people in the village would have frozen to death due to the harsh climate, and would even have become food in the mouths of monsters, and would eventually cease to exist.
Eliminated in this dark continent.
Zhan Xuan activated the curse, which turned the entire village into ghosts, but also allowed them to remain until Wei Cheng came here, ending the fate of this ghost village.
After finishing the matter at hand, Wei Chengcai turned his attention to the spring in his hand.
It is a bright red fruit.
The fruit exudes an alluring fragrance and is rich in energy fluctuations. It was the thing that fell out of Zhan Xuan's chest the moment Wei Cheng penetrated Zhan Xuan's heart.
Seeing that Le Zhengling seemed to want to use her mental power to detect the forbidden fruit, Wei Cheng quickly shouted:
"Don't touch!"
Then, he wrapped the fruit with Soul Soul Lock.
After studying the forbidden fruit carefully for a while, Wei Cheng suddenly said: "A Ling, let me ask you, do you think that ghost is pitiful?"
"How can you not be pitiful? Lao Wei, didn't you hear the story she told before?"
Le Zhengling said with some dissatisfaction: "She was forced to give up her life's happiness by traditional customs, and was bullied by others. In the end, she was not even allowed to have a grave, if it weren't for the maid named Yuanzhu who buried her for her.
, I’m afraid I can’t even save my body, it’s so pitiful!”
Was Lao Wei listening attentively just now?
Wei Cheng smiled mysteriously, and then told the unbelievable truth.
"A Ling, there is a reason why this village has been able to exist for so long."
"After activating the power of the truth of spring, in order to practice, the female ghost began to continuously devour the surrounding life, including those buried and everyone living in the village. She was transformed into inhuman beings.
Looks like a ghost."
"Because of her own selfishness, she wanted to destroy the entire village, but she never considered whether there were innocent people in this village. Do these people deserve to die?"
From Wei Cheng's point of view, Zhan Xuan is actually quite selfish.
Because she had been wronged, she had to drag the whole village with her to be buried with her!
Even knowing that there are many innocent people in this village.
Not only that, the Truth of Spring she activated seemed to delay the lives of the villagers, but actually plunged them into a worse state. They could only wander in this small village forever, unable to escape forever.
In this way, can we really still be considered alive?
Wei Cheng didn't know.
All he saw was that a female ghost was trying to drag the entire village into a desperate situation because of her own grievances.
Even if this village almost fell into a certain death situation from the moment it was swallowed up by the Northern Continent, this behavior is unforgivable.
"After listening to all this, do you still feel sorry for her?" Wei Cheng explained everything to Le Zhengling and asked again.
This time, Miss Aya did not reply again.
Because of one person's grievance, the whole village has to be buried with him.
As far as she was alive, Zhan Xuan's experience was indeed worthy of sympathy, but after she became a ghost, her actions were truly hateful.
"Poor people must be hateful."
Wei Cheng muttered softly: "You know Xiangxing, if it is not us who encounter her today, but a weaker warrior, what will be the outcome?"
Thinking of this, Le Zhengling couldn't help but shudder.
Needless to say, what will happen?
The reason why Zhan Xuan was willing to surrender obediently was based on Wei Cheng's absolute strength. If Wei Cheng fell into a weak state, Le Zhengling had no doubt that Zhan Xuan would swallow them up without leaving any bones.
"So, this is human nature! A great writer once said that a poor person must have something hateful about him.
Even though Zhan Xuan's life experience is worthy of sympathy, that is not the reason why she can destroy the entire village. From the moment she forcibly imposes invisible violence on innocent lives, she is no longer worthy of my sympathy."
The so-called goodness of human nature is also based on absolute strength.
Without the suppression of strength, Wei Cheng had no doubt that the female ghost just now would fall out on the spot.
Suddenly, Wei Cheng took out a pen and paper and started writing something on the white paper.
"Old Wei, what are you doing?"
Seeing Wei Cheng's sudden action, Le Zhengling asked curiously.
"I just thought of a song that just fits the theme of this village. I'll write the draft here before the inspiration disappears."
Wei Cheng said without raising his head.
At the same time, he also started his training time and started an ultra-high-speed work efficiency mode.
Not long after, the prototype of a song appeared in Wei Cheng's manuscript.
“The spring breeze that seems to bring hope sometimes does not necessarily represent hope.
If you have not experienced the depth of winter, how can you feel the warmth of the spring breeze.
There is a price behind everything, and there will be no free beauty. Just like the cursed spring breeze, it will eventually become despair."
After writing the preface of the song, Wei Cheng took away the pen tip and nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the newly completed song.
