[Died with hatred, a breath of resentment lingering, and was infected by spiritual energy for many days, transforming into a monster that is neither human nor ghost.]
[Status: Recovering]
In front of the lonely grave in the wind and snow, Yang Yu frowned slightly.
As the weather changes are approaching, there have been many rumors of ghosts appearing in various places over the past few years, but ghosts and ghosts are different.
Those whose yang lifespan has expired but whose yin lifespan has not yet expired will leave their soul behind by chance, and due to insufficient yang energy, the spirit will turn into a ghost.
But the vast majority of lonely ghosts find it extremely difficult to get close to people. They long for yang energy but are afraid of popularity.
Therefore, although there have been rumors of hauntings from time to time in recent years, there are still very few actual incidents of evil spirits killing people.
But Zheng is different.
Rigor mortis, which has a physical body and is filled with resentment, is not afraid of yang energy and desires blood energy. It is countless times more dangerous than ordinary lonely ghosts.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing him frowning, Wang Wu's heart suddenly thumped.
"Something is wrong..."
Without saying anything else, Yang Yu put down the ingot candle, pointed his toes, and lifted into the air with his sword in Wang Wu's shocked eyes. Suddenly, he was already a hundred feet high.
Phew~
Pressing the center of his eyebrows lightly, using his heavenly eyes to activate the secluded world, Yang Yu looked around, overlooking the mountains, forests, and snowy fields. To be precise, they were individual tombs in the snowy fields.
Buzz~
The spirit rises and heaven and earth are united.
After passing through the tunnel, the wind and snow in front of Yang Yu's eyes receded one after another, and all the colors gradually converged into gray and white.
As he concentrated, he could see wisps of gray energy emerging and lingering above the lonely tombs.
With Wang Fobao's tomb as the center, within a radius of tens of miles as far as the eye can see, there are hundreds of tombs, and the evil spirits gather in them, seeming to fluctuate.
"Thousands of rigor mortis?!"
Yang Yu's eyelids twitched.
Regardless of his state of mind at the moment, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
Most of these rigor mortis are the corpses of ordinary people, and they are far from comparable to the droughts we encountered back then.
But if there is no precaution, once he is born, not to mention Heishan County, Shunde Prefecture, and even Qingzhou will suffer a catastrophic disaster!
You must know that rigor mortis is not a ghost, but the body that is bitten to death by it will have a high chance of being transformed into a new form of rigor mortis.
call!
With a quick glance, Yang Yu had already fallen back to the grave, and without waiting for Wang Wu to ask further questions, he revealed what he had discovered.
"rigor mortis?"
Wang Wu stared, almost thinking he heard wrong:
"Is there really such an evil thing in this world?"
Don't blame him for being doubtful.
After decades of hunting, he had seen quite a few corpses in the places he had traveled, but he had never encountered anything like this at all.
Yang Yu didn't answer and just stepped on him.
boom!
The huge snowfield was shaken. Including Wang Fobao's tomb, seven or eight tombs within ten feet were cracked by the earthquake, revealing the coffins inside.
"This breath?!"
Wang Wu's eyelids twitched, and he took a step closer, only to feel a disgusting aura filling his heart.
Click!
With one arm, he opened the coffin of the nailed man. Before the smell of the corpse hit his nostrils, Wang Wu's face was already extremely ugly.
The corpse in the coffin is not rotten, except for its pale complexion and white hair, the King Buddha at this moment is exactly the same as when he died in battle and was placed in the coffin more than ten years ago!
"it turns out……"
As if being struck by thunder, Wang Wu's body trembled, filled with shock and anger:
"Ms. Ganlin... I've been worshiping this thing for the past ten years?! But, why?
Although Lao Wang is not very smart, he didn't harm anyone during his lifetime, so how could he..."
"Because of Lingqi..."
Looking at the rigor mortis that had grown fangs inside the coffin, Yang Yu sighed slightly in his heart.
He still remembered that night more than ten years ago, when Wang Fobao resisted a group of thieves and died in a battle. Unfortunately...
"The soul is a ghost and the corpse is zombie. After death, everything cannot be controlled by oneself and turns into zombie. This is not the original intention of the king..."
"Ling, Ling Qi? What is that? Someone is plotting against it?"
Wang Wu gritted his teeth, his chest heaved, his anger still lingering.
"Lingqi should be a unique qi machine... This qi machine has gradually disappeared in ancient times, and in recent years, it has begun to revive again."
Yang Yu hadn't spoken yet, but Yu Liu, who was following him not far away, watched his words carefully, saw the right moment, and interjected steadily:
"This Qi cannot be controlled by human beings. The reason why Wang Baotou turned into rigor mortis was not because of someone else's plot, but because the sky was changing!"
God, things are going to change!
Except for Wang Wu, everyone present had some changes in their expressions.
"What's going on?"
Wang Wu was confused and had never heard of it.
"Lingqi is the basis for the existence of immortals and gods in ancient times. It is like water, rising and falling...
The change of the ebb and flow of the tide is called the change of the sky. The rumors about the change of the sky first came from Lu Shen in the late Qin Dynasty, and it has been more than three thousand years ago."
Yu Liuyan is concise and concise, trying to explain as briefly and clearly as possible:
"For thousands of years, there have been many people who have been pursuing changes in the sky, and there have been many theories and explanations. Now it is generally accepted that it is the tidal theory of San Xiaosan people four hundred years ago..."
He glanced at Yang Yu without any trace, and seeing that his expression was dull, he continued:
"According to Sanxiao Sanren, before the sky changes, there must be various strange phenomena, such as extreme cold and extreme heat, hundreds of ghosts walking around in the day, rampant demons, the reappearance of the cave sky, and the emergence of fairy mountains..."
"this……"
The more he listened, the more surprised and uncertain Wang Wu became, and the more doubts he had in his heart.
At this time, Yang Prison spoke:
"Fifth Master, please go back to the city and ask the government officials to collect some dry firewood. These rigor mortis cannot be left here for long..."
"Um……"
Wang Wu looked very unhappy, but he had to rush back to the city. From a distance, he could already hear his loud shouts.
"I've met King Yang in Yuliu."
Yu Liu bowed and saluted, and then all the Yu family masters also saluted carefully and in awe.
Withdrawing his gaze, Yang Yu looked at the Yu family:
"The Yu family in the capital?"
He could tell the origins of Yu Liu and others at a glance, but under the secluded sky, Yu Liu's fate seemed blurry.
Obviously, there is a secret skill or a strange treasure in the body, and it is extraordinary.
"Back to King Yang, we are members of the Yu family in the capital. Due to the chaos in the capital, we went out to seek refuge and passed by here..."
Yu Liu answered with great courtesy:
"Although we are far away in the capital, King Yang's name is still ringing in our ears, and we have absolutely no intention of being an enemy. Please give me a warning from King Yang."
He was extremely depressed.
During the past half day, it was not that he had never thought about leaving, but every time the thought came up, he felt dark clouds pressing over him, making his breathing difficult.
The aura of the man in front of me is even more tyrannical than that of Nie Wusheng in the capital...
"There is chaos in the capital. You are talking about Xue Dilong, right?"
Yang Yu was not surprised.
He had already received similar information.
"good."
Seeing no anger, Yu Liu felt relieved and hurriedly answered:
"Your Majesty... After Emperor Qianheng personally went to war, the prince supervised the country, and the power in the court was divided into three parts. All matters, big or small, were discussed and decided by the clan, the prince, and the cabinet. This is nothing at all, but..."
"... After His Majesty was assassinated and taken prisoner, the capital was in chaos. Xue Dilong joined forces with the prince to force his way to the throne, oppressing the clan and ministers. The powerful family had already ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor a few months ago..."
Yang Yu listened.
He had also heard a little bit of similar information, but Xue Dilong's methods were extraordinary, and much of the information was unclear, far less clear than what Yu Liu and others had explained.
only……
"The emperor was kidnapped, and the prince could have inherited the throne, so why did he collude with that Xue Dilong?"
"this……"
Yu Liu smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"Xue Dilong is in charge of the cabinet, the prince is in charge of the royal guards, and the east and west factories are in charge. With the combined efforts of the two parties, almost no news can be spread..."
"Yeah?"
Seeing his concealment, Yang Yu did not choose to press him. Compared with this, he was more curious about Yu Liu.
After a stalemate for most of the day, Tongyou finally saw through the vague fog on his body and got a glimpse of his fate.
【Yu Liu(24/232)】
[Fate: One-eyed foreknowledge]
[Fate number: two purple, three gold, one green, two white and one gray]
[Mixed blood from two worlds (lavender), one eye for destiny (lavender), a wealthy family (dark gold), from Long Er Chen (dark gold), longevity (light gold), good fortune (light green), qualifications
Plain (white), calm mind (white), desolate evening scene (dark gray)]
[Status: Slightly injured]
After a quick glance, Yang Yu, who didn't care much at all, couldn't help but condense his eyes: