When Cheng Yu heard the low voices of the judges and court officials, he frowned and looked at the backs of the ghosts, and even slowed down his steps.
Qin Hongyu noticed it and called him softly. He glanced suspiciously at the female warrior in front of him. Qin Hongyu smiled at him and nodded gently, whispering in secret that it was okay. Cheng Yu then stepped forward to follow with some confidence.
Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the Requiem Hall, the cold aura that had always enveloped him in the underworld was gradually dissolving.
Until he reached the palace door, Cheng Yu could even feel a trace of warmth overflowing from the gap in the palace door.
The Tianxiadu Confucian Temple is really different from other Confucian temples. It is like a greenhouse-like temple. Before, whether it was the Qingchuan County Confucian Temple or the Qianjiang Prefecture Confucian Temple, it was unheard of.
As he walked quickly to the door of the palace, Cheng Yu suddenly felt something in his heart. He lowered his head and looked at his waist, and saw that the jade gourd hanging on his waist began to emit a faint green light at some point.
Taking a few steps forward, the green light of the jade gourd became brighter and brighter.
"Huh?"
This was the first time Su Zi saw this thing. He couldn't help but scream in surprise, pointing at the jade gourd on Cheng Yu's waist and asked:
"May I ask Mr. Cheng, is this thing also from Yinsi?"
Cheng Yu nodded slightly, but he didn't know why the jade gourd suddenly glowed at this time.
"I know that this thing was made by Dakuan Wujunzhuang of Qingchuan County. He loved drinking. He had several gourds like this to hold the Yin wine he brewed. One of them was given to Mr. It seems that my husband named his wine "General Drunk."
Qin Hongyu explained at the side. Su Zi was thoughtful after listening to it, and after pondering for a moment or two, he asked:
"Does this thing have the effect of nourishing the soul?"
Seeing Cheng Yu nod, Su Zi suddenly understood:
"In my opinion, the closer this object is to the Requiem Hall, the more radiant it will be. It should be a response to the same purpose of nourishing the soul... What a treasure. It seems that Mr. Zhuang Dakuan has a good friendship. If it were anyone else, I would be reluctant to part with such a good treasure."
As the three of them chatted, they arrived at the door of the Requiem Hall. Su Zi stretched out his arm elegantly, and threw some black and yellow power from his palm towards the door. Then there was a wave of water shaking on the back door, which seemed to be someone's. This restriction was removed, and then a large stream of warm air rushed straight out of the hall.
"Squeaky!"
Su Zi opened the door of the palace first, and a warm golden light spread out from the inside of the palace. Cheng Yu suddenly felt another warm wind blowing in front of him, making his soul power stir like a breeze blowing on the surface of a lake. Very comfortable and comfortable.
"Sir, please come quickly."
Su Zi stood in the hall and urged.
Cheng Yu paused slightly when he heard the words. There was actually a sense of urgency in Su Zi's words.
After exchanging glances with Qin Hongyu again, he gently stepped across the threshold.
As soon as he stepped into the temple, ripples appeared on the green bricks on the ground, causing an ethereal sigh to be heard throughout the temple.
The sigh was neither sad nor happy, neither sad nor bitter, but more like a breath of fresh air exhaled after waking up naturally.
"Snapped!"
As soon as Cheng Yu and Qin Hongyu entered the palace, Su Zi changed his previous elegant and steady style, quickly waved his robe sleeves to push the palace door closed, and at the same time added a new prohibition on the door.
As soon as the hall door closed, the warm light in the hall suddenly disappeared, and the entire hall suddenly became dim.
At this time, Qin Hongyu saw Cheng Yu looking around the hall, and immediately smiled at him and said:
"Mr. Cheng does not know that this Requiem Hall is different from other temples in the Yinsi. It is the only one among all the Confucian temples in the world, and it does not even exist in the Duwu Temple. Moreover, the aura in the hall must not be easily leaked out to avoid excessive leakage.
It caused the whole underworld to tremble...Eh?"
She seemed to remember something, turned to Su Zi and asked:
"May I ask Su Zi, has the soul of the old Buda monk ever been here?"
Su Zi shook his head slightly when he heard this and said:
"I only took him to a few unimportant side halls. I would not dare to bring the soul of a foreign monk in such an important place without permission. When we came in just now, the restrictions posted outside the door were intact, so the materials should be fine.
Mr. Cheng, this is where the souls of two barbarians are."
When Su Zi finished speaking, he pointed to the left side of the hall and said to Cheng Yu.
Cheng Yu looked in the direction pointed by the other party and suddenly frowned slightly.
I saw that this huge hall was empty, except for a huge red lacquered wood altar table placed horizontally under the gable of the main hall.
The table was two feet long, but there were only three small oil lamps placed in the middle.
The oil lamp was like a bean, beating hard in the dark hall.
Cheng Yu followed Su Zi to the altar table. There was a trace of heat steaming above the flames of the three oil lamps. Looking more closely, the heat flow turned out to be condensed by black and yellow wishes.
Looking up along the heat flow, Cheng Yu couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
All I saw was darkness and chaos above the altar, and all I could see was four feet hanging down from the chaos. On their feet were the cloth shoes commonly worn by Kyushu men.
Perhaps due to the disturbance of the steaming heat from the two oil lamps below, the four legs were still gently swaying back and forth, left and right.
The legs and torso further up were lost in the chaos and could not be seen clearly. Looking at it from Cheng Yu's perspective, it reminded him inexplicably of the rows of hams and bacon hanging in the wing of the owner's house in Qingluo Village.
He looked at the third oil lamp again. There were no feet above it, only an inconspicuous gray cloth bag, also swinging back and forth.
"Look, you two, these two bodies are the souls of the barbarians."
After Su Zi pointed at the four legs drooping in the air, he pointed to the gray cloth bag next to him and said:
"The pocket next to it contains the broken remnant soul sent by Wujun Palace last night."
"Yes, my magic power is weak, so I really can't piece together the remnant soul, so I have to trouble Su Zi again."
Qin Hongyu smiled helplessly, Su Zi also smiled and waved his hands repeatedly, then raised his hand and put out one of the oil lamps under the four feet with a gentle wave.
A burst of ethereal sighs suddenly sounded in the hall, but this sigh was different from the previous peaceful one. It was obviously filled with surprise and sadness.
Above the oil lamp, a dead soul slowly floated down and stood motionless in front of the altar table.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Cheng Yu had seen the corpses of the two barbarians outside Lianli Village before, and it was exactly how the dead souls were dressed at this time.
He was wearing Kyushu costumes and a coarse knotted scarf on his head, but his body was covered in blood and there was a bloody hole in his neck. It was indeed the tragic situation when he was attacked during his lifetime.
Looking at the face again, I saw that his eyes were empty and the corners of his mouth were drooped, as if he was a bit resentful and dissatisfied.
"No matter how much I asked before, this barbarian ghost never answered. He just smiled foolishly. Even I couldn't reveal his life and death record."
After Su Zi finished speaking, Cheng Yu clearly felt the Bu Jian sword shaking slightly behind his back. After hesitating for a moment, and with Su Zi's consent, he pulled out the Bu Jian sword from behind.
"Zheng!"
As soon as the silver sword was unsheathed, the whole hall suddenly became brighter.
"Whoa!"
The sword moved at will, pointing straight in front of one of the dead souls. The sharp sword tip was less than an inch away from his nose.
"Hey Hey Hey……"
The dead soul who was pointed at by the sword changed his expression of resentment, and the corners of his mouth quirked up into a silly smile, and there was a look of satisfaction and pride in that smile.
Cheng Yu frowned. In the past, if he didn't use his sword, everyone he encountered would be panicked. It seemed like this was the first time he encountered such a silly person.
"Huh?"
Just when Cheng Yu was thinking about it, the dead soul suddenly spoke in surprise, and then a greedy and fierce light appeared in his eyes. He smiled stupidly and muttered:
"Teresi!"
After saying that, he actually raised his hand and put it on Buming Jianjian, obviously intending to grab the sword with his bare hands.
Cheng Yu would not let him succeed easily, and he would easily dodge without letting the sword swing, causing the hall to once again light up with sword shadows of cold light.
"Be bold!"
Su Zi shouted loudly and waved his robe sleeves, and the dead soul who had seized the sword was pushed back.
The dead soul staggered but did not fall down. He inadvertently lowered his head and found that his body was covered with blood. He no longer had to call for the sword, but kept wiping it with his hands in a panic.
But the blood stain is the mark stained when the world of the underworld was attacked. How can the incorporeal soul be erased at this time?
As a result, the dead soul became more and more anxious to wipe it off, and the more anxious it was to wipe it off, but when it couldn't be wiped off, its face became even more ugly.
Especially when he smeared the blood all the way up and found a bloody hole the size of a walnut on the left side of his neck. Suddenly his eyes flashed fiercely, and he no longer looked as stupid as before.
"Eaaah!"
The undead monster roared, and wisps of black energy began to appear from its eyes, and it was about to change.
Su Zi finally took action and threw an invisible rope to restrain the dead soul, making it unable to move. He could only shake his head and roared:
"Horu! Honaru!"
"May I ask you two gentlemen, what did he mean by Tere's death and Horu just now?"
Cheng Yu asked from the side.
Su Zi and Qin Hongyu who were present at this time both knew some Manzi language. Su Zi replied:
"The special silk that this guy mentioned earlier means treasure. It should be because he saw that the sword held by the gentleman is extraordinary;
The holu he called after that probably meant disgusting, extremely disgusting. Perhaps he said this after seeing the blood on his body... From this, it seems that this dead soul still has some sense left."
"laugh!"
Qin Hongyu shook her head and sneered:
"This dead soul is really weird. Barbarians in the underworld are usually used to being pickled, but this guy actually became clean after his death.
But since I can speak now, let me ask Mr. Cheng to try using that ancient sword again."
Cheng Yu looked at the state of the dead soul and did not take action easily. Instead, he turned to look at Su Zi. Su Zi hesitated and said:
"Mr. Cheng, it's better not to continue to test this dead soul. If I hadn't trapped it just now, I might have transformed into a soul and caused trouble. Why not..."
He looked up and stared at the other pair of dangling feet in the sky and said:
"Put this dead soul down and try again."
Cheng Yu nodded, and Su Zi raised his hand to extinguish the other oil lamp on the table, leaving only the last one struggling to hold on. However, the hall did not get dark, because the Bujian Sword seemed to have spirituality and then emitted light.
Silver light comes out.
The deceased soul floating down above his head was almost exactly the same as the Kyushu costume of the first deceased soul, except that the coarse cloth knotted scarf on his head was a little skewed, perhaps due to the struggle before death.
His body was also covered in blood, but the only difference from the first dead soul was that the hole in his neck was on the right side.
The second dead soul also stood stupidly in front of Cheng Yu, letting the previous dead ghost behind him roar and remain indifferent.
Cheng Yu once again stretched out the Silent Sword forward. The reaction of the dead soul was almost exactly the same as the previous one, calling "Teresi!"
Seeing that he was also about to reach out to grab it, Cheng Yu moved out of the way like a familiar car. After the dead soul stumbled, he was pushed back by Su Zi and hit the one behind him.
The two dead souls looked at each other for a few times. The later dead souls ignored Cheng Yu and the others and just floated to the side of the first dead soul, quietly standing side by side with it.
After standing up, the two of them looked at each other again. The dead soul roared at him a few times, then raised his chin and pouted at his head.
The other one understood immediately and stretched out his hand to straighten the skewed square scarf on his head, which immediately caused the dead soul next to him to giggle with satisfaction.
"Hehe! Hehehe!"
At this moment, in the Requiem Hall, the two dead souls were wearing the same scarf, the same style of clothing, and even the giggling rhythm was exactly the same.
In addition, they both had a wound on the left side, and the left half of their bodies was covered in blood;
There was a wound on the right side, and the right side was covered in blood.
The two stood side by side, and in Cheng Yu's eyes there was a hidden meaning of symmetry.
"Hehe! Haha! Olaf Houchinakuri! Houchinakuri... Hahahaha!"
The two dead souls giggled and screamed strangely at Cheng Yu and the two gentlemen.
"May I ask you two gentlemen, what are they talking about?"
Cheng Yu asked.
Su Zi and Qin Hongyu, who were present at this time, both looked ugly after hearing the roar of the dead souls.
"The boys called Olaf Houchinakuri, but I felt unfamiliar with his accent. After all, the years have changed, and the barbarian language I knew at that time was somewhat different from what it is today, but I can probably guess the meaning. It should be
It must be a curse that will end your life."
After Su Zi finished speaking, he looked at Qin Hongyu with a questioning look. Qin Hongyu nodded first, then shook his head and smiled helplessly:
"Su Zi's guess is both correct and incorrect. At this moment in this palace, apart from Mr. Cheng, just you and me, our lives have already ended long ago. And what I heard from the barbarian's last shout should be: You all will."