In the chariot driven by four dragon horses, Hanyue Sanren looked back at the gradually invisible city. After a long time, he lowered the curtain:
"There is no dragon shape yet, but the power of this tiger is really like a ray of light on the back, making people unable to sit still..."
He exhaled a breath of turbid air, his tense heartstrings dropped, and fine beads of sweat immediately soaked the Taoist robe.
"You are not going to die soon?"
Naturally, there was only a pretty female disciple in the carriage. She looked at her master suspiciously, with disbelief on her face.
Wiping off the cold sweat on his forehead, Hanyue Sanren said:
"With a lifespan of ninety years, I can say that I am about to die and my life is not long. Is it not possible?"
"ninety……"
The female disciple raised her fingers and counted: "You said before that you were born in the year of Taizu Long Yu's funeral..."
"Don't forget it, I only have more than forty or fifty years left..."
Caressing the beautiful lady's catkins, Hanyue Sanren changed into a comfortable sitting position:
"If we can find a few life-extending elixirs and send you away, I think it will be fine..."
"..."
The female disciple was speechless, but she was also relieved:
"Forty or fifty years is still a long time!"
"Is it long?"
Hanyue Sanren chewed on these words and felt inexplicably sad:
"Time is also destiny, time is also destiny, so what can you do? The old Taoist has exhausted everything, and has struggled to survive until now, which is already the limit. No matter how hard he struggles, he will not survive the great changes in the world three hundred years later...
How wonderful would it be to be born more than three hundred years later?"
The feeling of sadness infected the female disciple, making her want to cry. But she clearly didn't want to cry, but she had no choice but to accompany her master to wipe her tears.
"You are extremely talented, and you have the Tao Guo to recognize your master, so you may live to see that day... It's a pity that I can't accompany you. In the future, if you don't have me by your side, you must be careful..."
With the beautiful woman in his arms, Hanyue Sanren's face showed an indescribable sadness:
"Although Yang Prison is the first choice for subordinates, he has an upright nature, he is proud of his superiors and pity his subordinates. If he gains power, he will be able to protect one side..."
"This northwest king is actually the next best choice?"
The female disciple looked up in shock:
"Then, even that old Black Mountain demon can't defeat him, how could he..."
She really couldn't understand these words.
Although she did not see the details of the battle in the city, she knew that the old Black Mountain demon came from hiding, but was ultimately defeated by the northwest king Yang Yu who was rumored to be seriously injured.
and……
"If he is the next best choice, why would you choose him?"
The female disciple was confused and couldn't figure it out.
"The movement of the artifact to the north is a general trend. Just like the collapse of the Qin Dynasty three thousand years ago, it cannot be changed without human power...
However, Yang Yu's martial arts has been fully inherited from Zhang Xuanba. Even if he loses the world, he can still separate himself and protect a few of you, which is naturally more than enough..."
Hanyue Sanren didn't hide anything:
"But you must remember that if you see the seven stars outside the Great Wall one night, you must run as far as you can..."
"ah?"
The female disciple seemed to understand.
Hanyue Sanren didn't want to explain anything. He leaned on the cushions, worry flashed through his half-open eyes:
"The next three hundred years will not be easy, hundreds of ghosts, hundreds of ghosts..."
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In the restaurant, Yang Yu sat for a long time, holding a glass of wine and listening intently.
After refining the Seal of Sacrifice, his five senses, which had been blinded for a long time, became more sensitive again, far more than before.
After all, the reason why his five senses are superhuman is because of the "Old Mother Wants You to Convince Qi Lu" that he first learned.
Now that I am nourished by the Seal of Sacrifice, it would not be surprising if I undergo transformation again.
He tilted his ears slightly, his mind turned, and all the noise was blocked by him. His hearing seemed to have a life of its own, and he followed the carriage...
"Another old fox..."
After a long time, Yang Prison came back to his senses and took out his ears:
"The next best choice?"
It's not surprising that Hanyue Sanren has something to hide. It's unrealistic to ask someone to rip their heart out when they meet for the first time.
It's even more impossible to just worship someone if you want them to be honored.
but……
"It will take another three hundred years for the heaven to change?"
Yang Yu frowned slightly.
Compared with the past three thousand years, it is not an exaggeration to say that three hundred years are very close at hand, but this is only for heaven and earth.
For an individual, it is too long.
and……
"Hundred Ghosts..."
Thinking of the caution in Hanyue Sanren's tone, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel a little confused. He changed his mind and called the ghost baby over.
Buzz~
The black mist surged, accompanied by a buzzing sound, and a baby-like ghost baby appeared with a bruised face, squeezed out a smile, and said cautiously:
"Master, did you call me?"
After refining the Seal of Sacrifice, my master became extremely terrifying. In his eyes, it was like a scorching sun. If he was really angry, he would be shattered to pieces immediately...
"What do you think of the hundred ghosts mentioned in Tide Theory?"
Yang Prison asked.
Hesitation and confusion flashed across Ghost Baby's face:
"Isn't it just Hyakki?"
"Um?"
Yang Yu's eyes darkened.
Over the years, the ghost baby has always kept a low profile, but he has not really relaxed his guard against this little ghost.
You know, when we first met, this kid took the remaining pages of the Book of Life and Death and climbed up the Hanging Mountain...
"Say, say, little one, just say..."
Guiying shivered and responded hurriedly:
"That tidal theory may not be accurate, but what the old guy said about the Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night does make some sense..."
Seeing that Yang Yu seemed to be angry, Guiying felt weak in his heart, but he still hesitated for a long time before he said dejectedly:
"The hundred ghosts mentioned in the old guy's book are not ghosts, nor are they the day ghosts killed by the Demon Slayer Division, but are just like me..."
"Tao ghost!"
"Tao ghost?"
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly.
"Life is a gift from God, but I am the only one...Life is not a yang life or a yin life, but it has a limit. The reason why the little one can survive for so long is not only because it has been silent in the illusion for thousands of years, but also because the little one is not ordinary.
Ghost…”
Having made up his mind, Guiying felt relieved:
"I should have been the Lord of the Ten Capitals during my lifetime..."
"The ghost that the ten capital masters transformed into after their death?"
Yang Prison frowned.
He has killed quite a few martial saints in the past few years, many of whom possessed Taoist powers and were in the Tenth Capital, but...
"It's not..."
Guiying carefully glanced at Yang Yu, and seeing that his expression was calm, he continued:
"When a person dies, he or she becomes a ghost, and when a ghost dies, he or she will perish... A person who has lost both his yin and yang life will completely disappear between heaven and earth.
But there are always exceptions. Some of the Ten Capital Lords, due to special ways and fruits, or other reasons, may remain immortal even after the yin and yang have expired..."
This time, the ghost baby had nothing to hide.
And under his narration, Yang Yu also knew what this so-called 'Tao ghost' was.
"A ghost with no thoughts, no feelings, no sex, rooted in Tao and Fruit, with magical powers?"
Yang Yu was thoughtful.
Guiying nodded repeatedly:
"It stands to reason that Dao ghosts are lifeless ghosts, but for some unknown reason, Xiao Xiao has a life and spiritual intelligence, so he cannot be regarded as a Dao ghost..."
"Tao ghost..."
Yang Yu said to himself.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered the Yin Thunder Lord who claimed to be the ancient god. He seemed to have come from the Tao Fruit...
He is a Taoist ghost?
It seems somewhat similar...
Sensing the Yin Thunder Lord struggling in the purple gold gourd, Yang Yu frowned, and then he realized why Hanyue Sanren was so worried when he mentioned Baigui.
If, like the Ghost Infant and the Yin Thunder Lord, there are still supernatural powers left, or 'Tao ghosts' with or without spiritual intelligence appear one after another...
"Master, you don't have to be afraid. You are Master Kuixing. No matter what, you have to be afraid of you..."
Guiying said bitterly.
He said this sincerely.
Not to mention him, even a Taoist ghost ten times more ferocious would still have to kneel down and call him grandpa when he encounters the ghost and god Da Kuixing holding the remaining pages of the Book of Life and Death...
Phew~
Yang Yu's thoughts turned slightly, and there were footsteps outside the restaurant. A middle-aged man dressed as an official came hurriedly.
"My lord, something happened again..."
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boom!
The eight-foot-tall headless corpse fell heavily to the ground, sending up large clouds of smoke and dust.
"call!"
In the dusty forest, Huang Hu, wearing a black bunt, stood quietly with his eyes closed, taking a long breath.
Wisps of heat flowed through his body and eventually dispersed into his limbs, causing subtle friction sounds in his muscles and bones.
[Cut the way to seize heaven, kill seven to get one, kill all kinds of things to serve heaven!]
With his mind turning, Huang Hu slowly opened his eyes as he sensed the 'stone tablet' somewhere in his body.
"Isn't a warrior who has achieved great success in exchange of blood almost useless..."
Whoosh~
Figures moved quickly from the forest, stopping only a few feet apart.
"Huangtou, all thirty-six thieves in Youpingshan have been captured! They are just waiting for you to deal with them..."
A strong middle-aged man, also wearing a black shorts, clasped his fists and bowed with a respectful expression.
The Supervision Department is one of the three departments in the northwest. Its status is equivalent to that of the Jinyiwei in the old dynasty, and Huang Hu is one of the thousand households at this moment.
And he is the most tyrannical person among Qianhu.
Compared with his strength, his name as the "Bloody Hand Butcher" is even more daunting. This man is one of the rare murderers who leaves no one alive and loves to execute people with his own hands.
Over the years, he has personally killed not a thousand people, but as many as eight hundred. He has a fierce reputation, surpassing that of the Supervision Department.
"No."
In the stunned eyes of several people, they waved their hands in a daze, actually rejecting the request to deal with it personally.
"grown ups?"
"It's just a few little thieves. You can go and execute them yourself. Yanzhou City is still far away from here, so escorting them is inconvenient."
Huang Hu ordered calmly.
‘Jie Dao Tian Duo’ is not without limits. In fact, this limit will come sooner than he imagined.
After the profound entrance is opened, even a highly accomplished warrior will have very little benefit to him. An ordinary warrior will be better than nothing.
Under such circumstances, he naturally had no intention of doing more killing.
He is not a murderous person...
Of course, everyone did not dare to go against his will, and two of them turned around and left. Not long after, there were several muffled groans, and the smell of blood floated in the distance.
"Huangtou, next, shall we go after the two murderers in Mobei? Or the group of murderers coming from Ding'an Road?"
The capable middle-aged man asked.
"It's been more than three years since this happened. Brothers are tired. It's time to go back and fix things..."
Hearing Huang Hu's words, the others looked at each other and couldn't help but curse in their hearts.
Do you also know that the brothers are tired?
Thinking back to the three years of chasing the murderer day and night, everyone felt exhausted.
"I dare to go home and have a look."
Huang Hu had a smile on his face.
In the five years since he joined the Supervision Department, he has almost never been back home. It is rare that the distance this time is only more than fifty miles away from Pingshui. It is unreasonable not to go back.
Of course, what's more important is that Jie Dao Tianduo has temporarily reached his limit, and it's time for him to make some corrections.
call out!
At this moment, Huang Hu's heart suddenly moved. He raised his head suddenly and saw an eagle with brilliant golden feathers swooping down from a distance.
"Um?!"
Huang Hu frowned, and the others also changed their expressions and went to meet Ling Ying.
The feathered eagle is the most common means for many major forces to exchange information. There are thousands of feathered eagles raised in Northwest City.
But the Golden Eagle is different.
Golden-feathered eagles are extremely difficult to cultivate, and most of them can only be captured from outside. Their prices are a hundred times higher than ordinary eagles.
This can be seen from the fact that the Sirius Dynasty has decreed that those who capture golden-feathered eagles will be exempted from death penalty.
call!
With a thought in his mind, Huang Hu's figure appeared a hundred feet away and took the lead to catch the falling Golden Eagle.
At this glance, his expression changed dramatically:
"Pingshui County?!"
Stab!
With his face turning blue, Huang Hu tore off the letter raft directly, stepped out with a sudden step, and rode away with a roar:
"Everyone, follow me!"
Huhu~
The strong wind blew against his face, and the veins on Huang Hu's forehead popped out. The fine dragon horse was almost trapped between his legs and ran wildly with hissing noises.
Fifty miles away, in just a moment, he could already see it from a distance.
But at one glance, his heartbeat almost stopped for a moment.
At this moment, it was not yet dusk, and although the sun was not very bright, it was far from dark. However, Pingshui County in the distance seemed to be shrouded in gray air.
It was foggy and no one could be seen inside, it was like a ghost town!
Xilulu~
The dragon and horse were frightened and did not dare to move forward. Huang Hu got off his horse in fright and was about to step away when he was stopped by a deep voice.
"stop!"
Huang Hu gritted his teeth and turned around, only to see a group of ten people approaching on horseback. The person in front of him was wearing a gray robe and a dark red military uniform, and he actually recognized them.
"You...you two actually came together?"
Huang Hu was so angry that he couldn't help but be shocked.
The two people in front of me were clearly the two heads of the Northwest Demon Slayer Division. According to rumors, they were Wang Liu and Jiang Xiaobai, who had achieved the ranks of 'Nuutou' and 'Horse Face'.
"Yellow Tiger?"
The long hair hangs down to the waist, like the mane of a horse. The speaker is young and has ordinary facial features. Only his face, which is twice as long as that of an ordinary person, is very eye-catching.
"Are you two the ones who sent me the message?"
Huang Hu breathed heavily:
"Pingshui County, what happened?!"
"good."
Wang Liu stood up and dismounted. He had been a shopkeeper for many years. He was much calmer and did not care about Huang Hu's rudeness:
"More than ten days ago, some merchants passed by Pingshui County. Because it was getting late and the city gate was closed, they did not enter the city. The next day, they found that Pingshui County had become an empty city. Everyone seemed to have disappeared overnight..."
"How can it be?!"
Huang Hu didn't want to believe it.
When he was the magistrate of Pingshui County, he spent a lot of manpower to move all villages and towns within a radius of three hundred miles to the city.
In this small city, the population is more than tens of thousands?
How could everything disappear overnight...
"Old Niu, you're talking too much nonsense. Why don't you tell him directly?"
Jiang Xiaobai interrupted him impatiently:
"Although there are no people in Pingshui County, there are a lot of ghosts! The sky is empty during the day, but it is very lively at night..."
"In a word, your hometown is now a ghost town!"
Good night, good night... I always want to draw a pie to push myself. Well, if I really draw one, I will have two updates tomorrow. I can't stand it anymore!