I was speechless. This kid felt too good about himself, didn't he?
In fact, during this period of time, I also thought carefully about what it is to live and leave the realm of death. Why do living people turn into bones, but dead people can breed flesh and blood?
It's just that my knowledge about this area is really pitiful. After much thought, I don't know the principle. But the only thing that is certain is that in the world of life and death, living people may not really be dead, and dead people are not necessarily dead.
It may not necessarily mean that you are truly alive.
Otherwise, Yu Buren would not have asked me to rush to the First Research Institute of the Special Case Division to bring in reinforcements.
Perhaps only Dr. Yu, who is proficient in soul research, can understand the true meaning of life and death.
I glanced at the kid and said helplessly: "Rebirth from the realm of death does not mean that a dead person becomes a living person, it's just... just..."
The kid was waiting for me to speak expectantly. Seeing me hesitating and hesitating, his expression dimmed suddenly and he said, "I understand, our ancestors once said that the living are alive and the dead are dead.
Once a person dies, he can never live again. The so-called life and death realm is probably just a mystery."
I looked at this kid in surprise, and found that this guy could actually say such philosophical words, and I immediately looked at him with admiration.
It's just that this little ghost looked gloomy. He probably knew that there was no way he could become a living person, so he had emotional fluctuations.
I don't know what happened, but I seemed to notice that the little ghosts around me also sighed, as if they were lamenting their own death.
I didn't know how to comfort them, so I had to say: "Um, everyone... life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in heaven, and death may not be worse than living..."
When I said this, I couldn't stand listening to it. What does it mean that being dead is not worse than being alive? Don't irritate these brats. If they all kill me together, then the gain will outweigh the loss.
The kid was very sensible and said: "Sir, we all understand the truth..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard Ying Tianming's laughter coming from the distance, and then a dark wind blew by, causing the surrounding trees to moan and groan.
"Zhang Wuxin! I'm here to find you! I want to see where you can hide!"
My face suddenly changed color, why is this guy so fast?
A shrill scream came from a distance: "Akui! Take the guest away! Quick! I can't stop him! Let the guest tell Fourteen! The teacher will find a way to save him!"
Ying Tianming scolded: "The old guy can't even save himself! Still thinking about others? Damn it!"
The howling wind and the gusts of dark wind only sent chills all over the bodies of the surrounding little ghosts. Some of the weaker ghosts fled and got into the big trees without daring to show their heads. Some of the more powerful little ghosts floated away with their teeth and claws open.
In the past, I wanted to stop him.
Akui reacted very quickly, and with a wave of his hand, several kiddies surrounded me. Using their hands and feet, they grabbed my arms and legs again, picked me up and ran away.
Akui said: "Guest, don't be afraid. This forest was transformed by the old demon tree after its death. Every flower and tree has a spirit. Even if he wants to come, he won't be able to do it for a while! I will take the guest away first."
Having said that, the wild laughter of Ying Tianming could be heard in the distance, the sounds of trees breaking and rocks rolling down kept coming and going. From where I was, it was like there was a heavy bulldozer in the distance, wreaking havoc in the forest.
My face changed color slightly. I had tried my best to overestimate my ability to win destiny, but this guy exceeded my expectations every time and was so strong.
The ghost people were stunned by Ying Tianming's strength. Even the few little ghosts who were carrying me were stunned. Akui was still anxious and said: "Why are you still standing there? Let's go!"
Then a few kiddies woke up, carried me and ran away as fast as lightning.
After only two steps, I shouted anxiously: "My car! My car!"
After hearing the news, the five little ghosts arrived, and the five ghosts' transportation method was used again. The black air filled the air, and the cold wind blew, and the modified Hummer disappeared again.
The little guys who were carrying me were moving very fast. I could only hear the whistling of the wind in my ears, and the trees on both sides kept receding, almost faster than a speeding car.
Just when I was worried that they would hit a tree and hit my head badly, I felt the little devils slow down and put me on the ground.
I glanced around and discovered that this was actually a small country road.
The modified Hummer was parked next to me.
Akui apologized and said: "You are the friend of the Fourteenth Brothers, that is, our friend. Logically speaking, we in Wangui Valley should fight to the death to keep you. But that guy is too strong, even the ancestors
Can't stop it."
"If I keep you here anymore, you will inevitably be poisoned by him, so I'm sorry, I can only take you out of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Valley first."
"If you keep going along this road, you can enter the territory of Jiangxi. I heard that there is a black-faced grandfather in Lushan, Jiangxi, who is a close friend of my ancestors. If you are desperate, you can go to him to take shelter."
When I saw Akui's face full of shame, I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart. You must know that Wu Shishi and I are not friends. Strictly speaking, we are even rivals.
The reason why Wu Shishi entrusted me to ask for help is simply because I am the only one who can escape from the realm of life and death. If there was a second person, he would not pay attention to me.
But with just such a small amount of friendship, not only did the Ghost King risk his life to intercept me, but Akui even tried his best to help me.
I hesitated for a moment and said, "What will you do if I leave?"
Akui said confidently: "Don't worry, guest. There are countless ghosts in our Ten Thousand Ghosts Valley, and there are also a few who are wise and righteous. We rely on three monster trees to trap him for one night. But after dawn, the Yang Qi rises."
, there is nothing we can do.”
Seeing his bright smile, I touched my bag and quickly took out a rolled picture scroll and a Buddhist lamp, and said, "Thank you very much, I will give these two things to you.
Hope it’s useful to you.”
This picture scroll is a picture without words enshrined in the Yin Yang shop, and the Buddhist lantern was presented by the Buddhist monks of Berlin Zen Temple. The Buddhist lantern is used to increase the wisdom of the Yin soul, and the picture scroll is used to dispel the Yin energy.
These two things may seem inconspicuous, but the scrolls were hand-painted by Taoist masters, and the Buddhist lamps are hundreds of years old. Although they can be used to ward off evil spirits to living people, they also have high collection value.
But to Yinhun, it is an out-and-out treasure.
I was afraid that Akui would not accept it, so I put the things in front of him and got into the car. After starting the car, I turned around and said: "Akui, the green mountains will not change and the green water will always flow. We are destined to meet again."
!Thank you ancestors for me!"
Akui waved to me and opened the scroll. In an instant, I heard him cheer in surprise, then quickly closed the scroll and put the Buddhist lantern away like a treasure.
I trembled when I heard Akui's joyful voice, saying: "First... sir... this is too precious!"
But I didn't listen to him. With the engine roaring, I rushed forward along the country road.
Perhaps this scroll and the Buddhist lantern are indeed precious to the ghosts, and they can even use these two things to increase their wisdom and become another life form.
But for me, this is a life-saving opportunity. Being able to help them gives me some peace of mind.
Akui said that they could stop Ying Tianming for one night. But I was shocked by Ying Tianming's ability. I was really unsure whether this guy could break out of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Valley in advance.
Win Destiny is not afraid of yin and yang, life and death, it is really outrageous. If I want to escape from his hands, I must make some other preparations.
After I drove the car for more than ten miles, I saw an intersection. Thinking of the two questions I had asked Ying Tianming before, I thought about it and parked the car on the edge.
Taking advantage of the darkness and no one around, I opened my backpack, rummaged around for a while, and then took out some bottles and cans.
These things are often used by people to exorcise demons, and most of them have yin and yang properties.
I put on a pair of black gloves and patted my shoulders to extinguish the Yang fire on my shoulders. Then I found a forehead protector with inscriptions on it and put it on my head.
In this way, all the Yang fire in one's body will be extinguished.
In addition, I poured a cup of water from three small bottles, took out a towel, and sprinkled the water on it. I also used yellow paper to roll out four paper figures and horses.
After I finished, I opened the car door and walked to the middle of the road holding a towel and a paper horse.
The heads of the paper man and paper horse were pointed at the four directions of the intersection. With a flick of his hand, the talisman burst into flames out of thin air, igniting the towel on the ground.
After the towel caught fire, the flames turned out to be a strange blue color. The flames rolled around the paper figures and horses, and burned everything to ashes in an instant.
When the fire light came on, it cast a very long shadow on me. In a daze, I heard the sound of people shouting and horses neighing, and four little men driving carriages ran wildly around the road.
This is the strategy I came up with.
Since Ying Tianming can find me with the aura on my body, I might as well extinguish the Yang fire in myself and become a Yin person without Yang fire from now on.
Then I use paper figures to drive the carriage and leave in four directions, so that Ying Tianming doesn’t know which way I am taking.
Although I don't know whether this method will work or not, I can't give up easily as long as there is a little hope.
After finishing all this, I started to clean up the scene, disrupting the yin and yang atmosphere of the place, and then used drugs to cover up the smell of a living person on my body. After more than an hour of hurriedly going by, I got in the car again and drove in the direction of Lushan Mountain.
Isn't there some kind of black-faced grandpa in Lushan? Since his abilities are similar to those of the Ghost King, he should be able to stop him for a moment, right? But I have no enmity with him, so it would be a bit unjust to bring such a scourge over.
But when it comes to the life and death of the exorcists in the world, how can you care so much? The worst thing is to give him some compensation in the future.