The female ghost in purple hugged her head to her chest, and suddenly she looked up to the sky and laughed. The fishy blood gushed out from her broken neck and mouth and nose, like a spring gushing from the ground. It couldn't be stopped no matter what. It was terrible.
Horrible.
This scene only happens in an instant.
She raised her severed head high, so fiercely that it was close to Chen Heng's face!
The veins on his face were curled up and twitching, forming a ferocious and vicious expression, and the pupils were only the whites of the eyes, almost bulging out of the eye sockets.
At the same time, a group of ghosts also swarmed up from all sides.
The terrifying black shadows, some twisted, some hateful, some bloody, are all full of sinister energy, making people's hair stand on end and their scalp numb!
"Aren't you hungry, Master? Why don't you eat blood food?!"
Ziying laughed loudly, her black hair dancing like a snake.
All around, the evil spirits bared their teeth and claws, creating a majestic wind and a gloomy mist!
"Thank you Miss Ziying for your kindness, but I am a Jing Xiu, but I don't need blood food."
Amid the crowds and roars of this group of innocent ghosts, Chen Heng stood there calmly, without moving at all.
He just stared indifferently at the fierce ghost holding his head in front of him, his eyes were like an ancient well in the deep pool, without causing any waves.
All of a sudden.
Ziying felt a little panicked by this look.
Sansan retracted her high-stretched hands and hugged her head again.
"Miss Ziying is naturally beautiful, why should she humiliate herself in such a way? I can't help but feel sorry for you when I see her."
He smiled slightly and said:
"Xiaosheng is a very caring person. He hates to see a beautiful woman treat him like this. Girls, it's better not to be so naughty."
Chen Heng took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve robe, Ruoxiao handed it forward.
He could see that face with delicate facial features moving closer to him.
Even though Ziying still had some hesitation in her heart, she couldn't help but feel her cheeks burning. She quickly put her head back on her broken neck and took the handkerchief...
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Ghosts in this world are divided into spiritual ghosts and gross ghosts in terms of whether they have spiritual intelligence or not.
Spirit ghosts are based on maintaining one true nature. They have eliminated their false nature, retained their righteousness, and conformed to the pure form.
Ability to recognize characters, understand education, understand customs, and understand yin and yang.
They look like ghosts, but they are no different from human beings.
As for the dirty ghosts.
They are just like these ghosts in the market dressed as villagers, with undeveloped spirituality, no roots, no intentions, and no apparent intelligence.
Acting absurdly and erratically, like an animal...
In the practice of the Netherworld and Ghost Path, there is a difference between "Omen Cultivation" and "Scenery Cultivation".
Zhao Xiu likes to enjoy the blood food of living beings, and it can enhance his merits and nourish his magic power.
The way to go is to gather the Qi of the three punishments and seven killings into one body, and gather the five evils, so as to reach the realm of the original true spirit and cultivate the great magical power of immeasurable resentment and evil.
Jing Xiu adheres to the principle of "danger of subtlety and essence".
Keep the Trinity, keep the Gengshen, contain the true and contain the spirit, draw the essence of heaven and earth from the outside, and restrain the innate vitality inwardly. This is to refine the Qi and combine it with the form, and there is nothing and no attachment.
Finally, I hope to cultivate to the state of great freedom and freedom where there is no yin and yang but the shape is not restricted, the shape is not restricted but the shape can be forgotten.
Only spirit ghosts who have developed spiritual wisdom can practice the ghost way.
From the two roads "Zhao Xiu" and "Jing Xiu", one of the two is from Gui to Di, from Di to Xi, and then from Xi to Yi...
Ever since this purple-clothed female ghost got off the sedan, her whole body has always been filled with a lingering turbid smell of blood. Coupled with the stacked hearts and spleens in the disk, she is obviously a "treasure cultivator" who enjoys blood.
Chen Heng originally wanted to get rid of this ghost after killing Yan Ping.
However, she happened to hear the name Xu Zhi, and it was actually among the meat products she mentioned.
Although Xu Zhi seems to have not entered the abyss.
I never had any intention of risking my life in exchange for money.
Chen Heng still suppressed his murderous intention for the time being, and got together with Zi Yingxu and Wei Snake...
And another place.
Ziying's heart is actually extremely complicated.
Although there is no doubt that the Qi on Chen Heng's body is a ghost, there is no trace of it.
But in the past few days, there have been quite a few orthodox immortal monks who have entered the abyss of the earth, and they may have some means of changing their appearance...
Even in the human pen, several first-class meat products have been caught.
The reason why she suddenly showed up as a ghost just now was to shock her mind.
It was because yesterday, with this move, a foundation-building cultivator who had concealed his Qi with a talisman was so frightened that he briefly lost his mind, and could no longer hide his power.
No matter how tenacious a person is, if he suddenly sees a bloody grimace close to his face, he will still be slightly startled, and wait until his energy circulates and the smell of strangers comes out.
Even just a trace is enough for the ghosts to notice something strange.
But the man in front of him always had a calm expression.
Not only did she not mess up, she also took the opportunity to make fun of herself, which made Ziying feel at a loss and almost moved her heart.
"Sir, my Miss Yue is about to get married. If you have nothing to do, why not go to the mansion and have a glass of wine?"
After thinking for a moment.
Ziying's lips curled up slightly and she smiled:
"Since the young master is new to this land, he has to pay a visit to the two ghost elders. After the wedding banquet, the slave family will personally request Miss Yue to help the young master make connections and make some recommendations? How about that?"
"I wonder when your lady's wedding is scheduled?"
After Chen Heng thought for a moment, he asked.
"After three days, I will definitely not miss the young master's important event."
Ziying said softly:
"It's not that the slave family is boasting. A person like the young master is so charming. Shanhu Gong and Feihua Granny must be happy in their hearts when they see him. With the respect of these two people, he dare not say that he has a bright future. At least in terms of practice, there is no need to
I’m worried about foreign things.”
"It's just that... I don't have anything on my lower body, so I might not be able to offer any valuable gifts to Miss Yue."
After pretending to hesitate for a while, Chen Heng sighed and said.
And his words somewhat dispelled some of Ziying's hesitation.
If the man in front of me was truly an immortal, I am afraid he would never take risks easily and venture into the mansion to attend the wedding banquet.
As for asking Miss Yue to set up a matchmaking process and introduce him to Shanhu Gong and Granny Feihua afterwards, that would undoubtedly be asking for death.
"I don't have a lot of money, and I am very handsome, so I can't go wrong... I am afraid that this spirit ghost was created by the turbid yin and has just appeared."
Ziying thought in her heart.
And like this, Chen Heng's claim that he is "Jing Xiu" and is not close to eating blood is most likely not a lie.
After all, most newborn spirit ghosts have never experienced the wonderful taste of blood food. Even she herself had been on a vegetarian diet for several years after she was born with spirit intelligence...
Seeing Ziying's eyebrows relax slightly, this change naturally could not escape Chen Heng's attention.
He closed his eyes lightly and felt slightly relieved.
Regarding the difference between "Zhao Xiu" and "Jing Xiu" in the path of gross ghosts, spiritual ghosts, and netherworld ghosts, he learned this from a partial Taoist book.
However, being able to bluff this female ghost for the time being depends on the help of the magical power of "Bokeh Condensation Technique"...
"I don't know if it's the same name or the real Senior Brother Xu Zhi... It seems that the only way to solve the mystery is to find out in person."
Chen Heng shook his head secretly.
At this time, Ziying was already directing a group of ghost servants to pick up Yan Ping who had been cut into a human stick and carry him away, as if he was just carrying away a piece of pork.
Yan Ping's removed limbs were also scattered by Ziying to the ghosts in the village with disgust, causing the ghosts to fight for food.
It is clear that the strength of this group of village ghosts is far stronger than that of Ziying and other spiritual ghosts, and even Chen Heng is afraid of them.
However, Ziying regards it as a beast and a running dog, driving and ordering it at will.
But this group of village ghosts also obeyed orders obediently, suppressing their viciousness and not daring to disobey at all, which was a strange thing.
Seeing that Chen Heng seemed a little curious, Ziying was not surprised, but she did not explain in words, she just smiled softly and invited him to get into the sedan together.
Since Chen Heng had already made up his mind to find out the news about Xu Zhi's life and death, he naturally would not refuse.
With a slight smile, he and Ziying opened the gauze curtain together and sat down inside.
As all the ghosts shouted in unison, a cold and cold wind suddenly blew up from the ground, and the soft golden sedan flew into the air and flew deeper into the abyss.
About half an hour later.
The soft gold sedan has not yet landed.
The purple oriole in the sedan chair is already red...
Even his eyes were covered with a layer of wet mist, making him feel quite restless.
For the sake of Xu Zhi's life and death, Chen Heng reluctantly restrained his usual temperament along the way and pretended to be romantic and unrestrained to deceive her.
Although he has never tried to use words before, it does not mean that he does not understand the skills between men and women.
After just a few words, Ziying blushed and became fascinated, revealing many things.
If there wasn't a trace of reason left to guard the spiritual platform, I would have wished that all the big and small things in the house could be swept away.
"This young master is born with a very good appearance. He is the one who stands out among the millions. If he can be on good terms with him, even if he dies again, it seems that it is not a loss!"
She thought to herself.
At this time, all the ghosts carrying the sedan shouted together again, calming down the dark wind, and slowly lowered themselves from the height, showing that they were not far from the mansion.
Although the Miss Yue who Ziying served was not very favored, she was still the heir of Shanhu Gong and Feihua Granny. When she left home, not only did dozens of tall and powerful ghosts come to act as housekeepers, but they also
A group of servants and boys were brought to do the sweeping and sweeping.
Looking down from a distance, all I can see is a huge and gloomy house, covering a very large area.
The verandas are lined up flatly, and the pavilions are towering.
Fence yard, stone bridge, herbal building, bell and drum tower, all available!
"etc!"
At this time, Ziying made a sound, as if she suddenly remembered something. She quickly lifted the curtain and gave instructions to the ghosts carrying the sedan:
"Don't rush back home. Let's turn around and take the young master for a spin in the crowd first!"
"Human barre?"
All the ghosts immediately turned their heads to look at him, their eyes filled with white, and saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths, covering their bodies.
"This young master seems to be Jing Xiu, he doesn't need blood..."
A ghost with bare chest and belly, a head as big as a bucket, laughed together, boldly leaned forward to the sedan curtain, and said greedily:
"Good girl, don't you feel pity for us who work hard all day long and want to let everyone eat blood food? I heard that Miss recently captured a lot of immortal Qigong practitioners outside Diyuan. What is the Xuanzhen Sect called?"
"Give one to everyone and give it to everyone to try! The monk's skin is the crispiest and most chewy!
Good girl, if you are willing to show kindness, we will remember your kindness for the rest of our lives!"
With the leader in charge and the temptation of the monks' flesh and blood, all the ghosts started shouting and making noise, showing their fierce appearance.
Ziying softly comforted her with a few words, but the ghosts still ignored her, and the noise became even louder, rumbling down her voice.
After a few times, Ziying's face finally became stern, and the look in her eyes became cold.
She stretched out her hand fiercely, and like lightning, she grabbed the devil who screamed the loudest, and with five fingers together, she easily crushed the devil's head!
Nothing red or white was spilled.
It was just a cloud of Yin Qi that was overflowing, and after a circle, it dispersed between heaven and earth, leaving no trace.
One of the rays of Yin Qi accidentally fell towards Chen Heng in the sedan chair.
He only sensed it briefly, and then the careless look in his eyes became more solemn, and he showed a slight hint of joy.
"Can it still be like this? No... it really should be like this!"
Chen Heng thought.
After squeezing the ghost who started the trouble to death, Ziying stood up from the sedan with an expressionless face, her eyes bleeding, and walked towards the ghosts carrying the sedan step by step with the white wind blowing.
"What kind of despicable creatures are you, worthy of eating the flesh and blood of monks? Don't waste your time!"
She sneered:
"If you dare to make any noise again, I will treat you all as snacks for the guests to chew! It happened that at the young lady's wedding banquet, I was worried about not being able to find enough dishes to entertain the guests! Don't seek your own death.
!”
None of the ghosts dared to look up, they were whining and trembling like dogs with their tails clamped.
When Ziying turned around, she saw Chen Heng looking at her with a smile. Her face immediately turned red and she hurriedly wiped away the pus and blood on her face.
"Sir, I'm not usually of this temperament. I'm the only one who kills ghosts..."
Her voice became quieter and quieter, until it was as quiet as a mosquito.
"It seems to be about the second level of foundation building, similar to Yan Ping, and it is not difficult to kill."
Although he was thinking like this in his mind, Chen Heng's face remained calm as he said:
"How dare you, Xiaosheng trusts Miss Ziying."
The female ghost in purple gave a cry, covered her face with her sleeves, and did not dare to look directly.
…
…
The hibiscus texture is fragrant when cooked, and the milk is used as wontons and ghosts are eager to taste it.
Cut off the two arms and hang them in the butcher's shop, then cut off the thighs and hold them for soup.
The cold wind is rolling, the blood is pouring, the skin is peeled off and the bones are exposed, the arms are broken and the tendons are broken...
The soft sedan slowly circled around the crowd.
Seeing Chen Heng looking calm amidst the sobbing, he never showed any emotion of hurting others, just the ordinary Jingxiu's aversion to eating blood.
At this point, Ziying finally felt relieved for the time being.
She smiled happily and invited Chen Heng into the mansion and placed him in a secluded house.
But even at this time, he did not forget to invite a few big ghosts to come and guard the door of the house. It was called "Guyuan" for precaution.
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At night.
In the human pen.
Yu Wanxi's consciousness suddenly cleared, and she slowly opened her eyes. There was only a shaking haze in front of her eyes.
She gave a low laugh and tried to get up from the ground, but found that her arms had already been severed. Bone-piercing pain hit her head, and tears burst out of her eyes.
"Sister Yu, I just gave you a blood-nourishing pill to seal the wound. It's better not to act rashly now."
At this time, a voice suddenly came from in front of him:
"Fortunately, you have already established the foundation of Taoism and your physique is extraordinary. Otherwise, I would have been helpless."
"you……"
After being stunned for a long time, Yu Wansi realized that the voice seemed to be speaking to herself. It was not an illusion, but real.
"It's you?"
She raised her head and suddenly shed tears again:
"Chen Heng, how come you were imprisoned in this prison by a ghost?"