Ghost Emperor Scavenger God

12

"Wuyi Wuyi, is this hairpin for me? It's so pretty!" Jiu Ling picked up the hairpin on the table, Wuyi's body temperature still remained on the hairpin, Jiu Ling looked at Wuyi's face while touching it.

"Well, it's for you." Wuyi blushed and nodded, what is it about a man giving a man a gift, only now did he realize, a blush appeared on his face, but it was inconvenient to take it back, the Jiu Ling had seen it .

"Isn't this cat not bad? Hey, there are lettering, meticulous and meticulous, um, there are trees in the mountains... (wood has branches, you don't know if you are happy with the king) Hey, hey..." Jiu Ling didn't finish reading, like He patted his chest and said to himself, "Wuyi must not know what it means! I must! Why do I keep thinking wildly now! It must be lack of sleep!"

Nervously comforting himself, anyway, Wuyi is only literate and unconscious now, and she is definitely not the same as her heart beating wildly. Although Yuelao's nonsense made me a little bit awake, she also denied it. It's just love. points only.

This Wuyi definitely doesn't know what the meaning is, it's just a gift, why think so much, mental activities are entangled again, just put the hairpin in his hair, twirled it around, and said flauntingly: "Wuyi , does it look good?"

"It's very pretty." Wu Yi replied seriously. "It's really beautiful, but people are even more beautiful. Everything in this world is like a foil by your side, and so am I." Wu Yi thought to herself.

On this quiet snowy night, the dim candlelight illuminates the earring of Wuyi's left ear and Jiuling's hairpin. The temperature is gradually rising in the cold night, which makes people feel warm. Pulling on the collar, he looked at Jiu Ling who was happily spinning around in circles.

Wuyi said: "Go to sleep!" Then she lay down on the bed first, covered the quilt, closed her eyes, and pressed the throbbing just now to the deepest part of her heart, if she couldn't tell the difference, just pretend she didn't know.

Looking at the tired Wuyi, Jiu Ling nodded obediently and said, "Yeah." He obediently turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Today, it's time for Wuyi to check and accept the results.Although the old mother and Bing Gu are very sure that they play well, they are still a little worried. After all, there are not a few people watching. There are so many people and the pressure is so great that their hands start to tremble.

Binggu patted Wuyi's shoulder, combed Wuyi's hair, and comforted him: "It's all right, just relax and play. I never lied to you." It's like telling lies to prevaricate others.

Wuyi nodded, took a deep breath, recited the Heart Sutra silently, and calmed down.Make yourself less restless.

This Wuyi began to recite the Heart Sutra subconsciously, but the Heart Sutra automatically protected his body. This Binggu combed his hair as usual, looking at Wuyi who was gradually calming down, he didn't feel that he was there.Suddenly a barrier of blue light forcibly separated Binggu, Binggu staggered and almost fell, and the comb in his hand fell to the ground with a "boom-" sound, Wuyi hurriedly opened his eyes and turned around, conscious It may be that I have finished reciting the Heart Sutra in the past few days, and now the whole book is coming to mind. It is probably that the Heart Sutra protects myself but hurts Binggu, so I quickly calm down, turn my head and get up and ask where I am standing. The dazed Binggu clutching his right hand: "But I hurt you"

"No, no, I'm just scared." Binggu came back to his senses, bent down to pick up the comb that fell on the ground, Wuyi saw that Binggu was indeed all right, and sat quietly on the chair, no longer thinking about the Heart Sutra, this fell down I'm not nervous anymore.

But Binggu was shocked, he has known many ghosts in the past few hundred years, and he has never seen such a scene. It is the first time he can easily bounce others away with spiritual power just sitting here, and he is lucky. Some magic power and reaction speed, otherwise the right hand just now might not be able to keep it, and the right hand was directly broken by the body protection barrier.He thought to himself: "If his cultivation is so deep and unpredictable, wouldn't it be difficult for him to get close?" Thinking about it, he was sweating profusely, "This young master Wuyi is indeed not a mortal."

Binggu combed his hair thoughtfully, and Wuyi also noticed that Binggu was staring at his back, and the thorns on his back felt very uncomfortable.From the beginning of practicing the Heart Sutra, there is always a shimmering light on my body, which flows gently with just my fingertips, and I can't hide it.Now there is no need to use any magic formulas, the candle can be ignited with just one finger, and all the lights in the house can be extinguished with a snap of the fingers. The heart sutra of this rich family of Jiu Lingxun is so powerful!Let yourself be a little scared.

Binggu combed her hair, prepared clothes for Wuyi, and left the room.He ordered: "My lord, I'll go to the hall to get ready first, you change your clothes and rest first, and I'll pick you up later." Binggu combed her hair and stood behind Wuyi, keeping a distance from Wuyi, feeling a little afraid of Wuyi in her heart , After talking about the background of this person, he closed the door and left, Wuyi got up to change clothes.

In the evening, sure enough, the hall is neatly arranged with seats, as is the second floor. In this circular building, the most conspicuous stage is for Wuyi. Wuyi gently caresses the body of the piano in the room, I didn't dare to play any more. Although this piano is not very expensive, it is not a common thing either. Listening to the chaotic voices downstairs, I thought some guests had already entered the venue, it was so noisy.

Wuyi's attire today is similar to Binggu's attire last time, except that her hair doesn't look like a plain jade hairpin, but a golden crown with ruby ​​and vermilion curtains hanging by her ears, gold silk red The stripes are wrapped around the hair, and there is still the dripping blue and white stripes between the eyebrows. The conflict of colors makes this face that is both male and female even more blurred.

Wearing a red double-padded leather jacket, the inside is a black jacket embroidered with blue bamboo patterns, and the next layer is a red bottom shirt. There is a fan-shaped gold bell pinned to the waist, and the black cloud-patterned boots on the feet are the top of the line. Come down, it won't be cheap.

Binggu watched the crowd gradually fill up in the hall, and followed the old mother's instructions, seeing that the time was about the same, he came to invite Wuyi, who was Mr. Qianmo, down the stairs.

Wuyi wore a foggy veil hat on her head, covering her face, leaving only a cold chin, and the hall was dim and dark, only a few small lamps were left to support it, and the strange gauze silk curtains were blown by the wind. Dancing, the charming atmosphere gets stronger with age.

The old mother deliberately kept her secret like this, and everyone in the hall stared with bated breath, for fear of missing something.The bell around Wuyi's waist rang with every movement of her body. People heard the ringing more and more clearly in their ears, coupled with the indistinct figure they saw with their eyes, the fragrance of the incense burner on the tea table was overflowing. , Dizzy like a dream, restless and nervous, there are several eyes watching closely upstairs, Wu Yi thought that everyone has come, holding the Guqin tightly in her arms, her palms are a little cold sweat.

Binggu mixed with Wuyi, walked to the center of the stage, Wuyi put away the piano in her arms, sat in the center of the arranged stage, secretly wiped the sweat from her palms on the clothes behind her, and waited for the command.

Seeing that everything was ready, the old mother clapped her hands, and the lights were brightly lit. The Qingxiang Building was as bright as day, and her eyes were naturally focused on Wuyi. Cover it up, close your eyes and pretend not to see it, listen without hearing it, and calm your mind. Although people can't see clearly, they feel the difference in temperament, and exclaim, "The exiled immortal, it really is an exiled immortal..."

"Where did this mother find such a wonderful person!" Someone exclaimed.

"Don't tell me, just this blurred appearance is enough to seduce people! Whoever can spend a spring night...hehe..." The people in the hall slobbered and squinted.

"It's disgusting!" Some people thought that this person had insulted the exiled immortal, and rolled their eyes.

"There are so many things to pay attention to when you come to this kind of place, hypocrite!" the man sarcastically said.

"..." Suddenly, the sound of a piano crossed the noisy hall.Everyone stopped muttering and gradually quieted down.

Wuyi took a deep breath, and under the gesture of the old mother and Binggu, she said in that indisputable voice: "Thank you for your support, Qianmo thanked you here."

"This voice is very familiar." Jiu Ling in the private room upstairs shook his fan and thought, who is it?

This Jiu Ling is a person who can go wherever there is excitement. He has been the Emperor of Heaven for tens of thousands of years, and he loves excitement the most. It may be that he has been alone in the sky for a long time, and he always has to be in the crowd to feel comfortable. For tens of thousands of years, the immortal family Annoyed by his torment, it was hard for him to give himself a holiday, and the gods in the sky cheered happily. Now Jiuling had heard of the commotion of exiled immortals and rushed in.

Downstairs, Wuyi closed her eyes and began to play. The windows of Qingxiang Building were all open, even the doors at the four corners were wide open, and more and more people surrounded them.

Wuyi recited the Heart Sutra silently in her heart, stabilized her mind, and began to play. The spiritual power flowing through her fingertips suddenly rose sharply on this night when the moon was rising. It became a death song.Wu Yi didn't notice it, and the Heart Sutra protects her body.

Others couldn't get close to Wu Yi who was playing intoxicatedly. The song he played normally, but with the rise of the moon, his spiritual power soared. It was really a piece of "Spirit". Drunk and groggy, the people who were close to him lost their souls, they listened carefully, but saw that the lights in the whole Qingxiang building were extinguished, and there were ghosts in the air from nowhere.

This Jiuling suddenly realized what had happened, so he was naturally not afraid, but people in this world don't have any spiritual power to protect their bodies. But how could there be this solitary book in Qingxiang Building? I didn't have time to think about it. Jiuling jumped down from the second floor and stood in the dark hall. He closed his eyes and listened carefully with his ears, feeling the specific position of playing the piano. .

Looking at the pianist, Jiu Ling didn't notice at all. This murder is invisible, and the soul-taking is in front of him. As the Emperor of Heaven, how can he not care about it? Yi's barrier was shattered by a sudden sharp blade, and the blue barrier shattered into glass.

There are hundreds of dead in Qingxianglou, and there are not a few people who are disturbed. People who heard a few sounds from a distance are still sleeping peacefully. Such a magical song must not be kept. The old mother has already given this lonely book to Wuyi. This Wuyi I like to carry my favorite things close to my chest. This song is so exciting that I like it very much. I keep it in my bosom, but I also remember the song in my heart. I want to go back and share it with Jiu Ling. I also found it good book.

The Heart Sutra barrier was broken, Wuyi slowly opened his eyes, saw a sharp knife flying towards him suddenly, instinctively dodged, the bamboo hat was lifted by the sharp knife and fell to the ground, the tip of his hair brushed against the sharp knife, almost passing through his head.

Wuyi dodged the sharp blade clumsily, Jiu Ling saw that his sharp blade did not hurt her, and made her strike more sharply and simply.

The souls of these hundred people were broken into pieces, dangling in the air, emitting a green light, the building was pitch black, except for the faint light of souls, there were only traces of sharp blades shining in the moonlight.

Wuyi didn't know what happened, why someone suddenly wanted to take her life, she didn't have time to think, and she didn't master the technique, so she could only dodge and dodge. In a panic, a sharp knife stabbed into her left shoulder, Wuyi couldn't help but licked .

Hearing the sound, Jiu Ling knew that he had been stabbed, and took advantage of the black night to continue attacking, but the earring on the left ear suddenly emitted a cold red light, Wuyi's blood stimulated it, Wuyi rushed into a movement in his mind, Uncontrolled imitation and dodging, cleverly avoiding the incoming sharp blade.

Jiu Ling immediately waved his hand and turned back to his real body. The golden crown, white shirt and green clothes, the gold silk water sleeves embroidered with the sun, moon and stars, the jade belt was tucked around his waist, and the fan was filled with spiritual power. Naturally made it more handy, Jiu Ling burst out with real power, the folding fan spun a circle in the palm of his hand, stood up, and closed again.

Wuyi didn't have a weapon either, so he could only keep dodging. The fans merged together to form a blue light like a thunderbolt that hit Wuyi directly. Wuyi injured his left shoulder, and the Guqin on his right caught the hem of his clothes. In the middle of the waist, the whole person seemed to be dehydrated, collapsed, Wuyi squatted on the ground with his hands on his waist, the air was cold and stagnant, Jiu Ling knew that the person who practiced ghosts and sorcery had been injured, so he clapped all the lights in the house. light up.

At this moment, the two looked at each other, both of them were shocked speechless!

"Hehe, so it turns out..." Wuyi didn't care about the black blood on the corner of Wuyi's lips, Wuyi was always clean and tidy, but at this moment there was dirty blood on her body and mouth.

The blood on the waist, the blood on the shoulders soaked through the black clothes, but they couldn't be seen clearly, Wuyi laughed at herself and said, "Black is really good."

Although no one has really seen the Emperor of Heaven, the seal of the Emperor of Heaven is on his forehead. No one can pretend to be the light of the sun. Wuyi has read a lot of books since he was literate. Although he is not very proficient in understanding the meaning of the text, he has already able to read through.

After seeing clearly Wuyi who was squatting on the ground, Jiu Ling didn't know what expression to use to face Wuyi, the guilt of being exposed after lying, or the pain of hurting others because Wuyi practiced ghost skills, and said: "Why did you cultivate?" Practicing sorcery" Jiuling thought: I have never taught how to do the movement just now, and I have never taught this sorcery that playing the piano can make people lose their souls!It hurts to close your eyes.

But Wuyi was not born to explain, so he spat out another mouthful of blood coldly and said: "I have never practiced magic, you can trust me"

When I believe in a person wholeheartedly, I find that I have been deceived from the beginning to the end, and I can't even get a basic answer!Wuyi shook her head, stood up tremblingly with her hands on the ground, and said with a smile, "Hahahahahaha." Tears flowed down her face from laughing.

Listening to Jiu Ling, who was laughing like a demon, he thought to himself: "Today's matter, the human world must have an answer. The heavenly world must not ignore the ghost world, and it will cause chaos and hurt people. Hundreds of people's lives will be wiped out all at once." .Wuyi can only go back with himself, and suffer the punishment of heaven, maybe he can save his life. Jiuling closed his eyes and thought, and didn't answer, it's all his own fault. It's a murderer!Everything I think is self-righteous that I take for granted. Now I have to take Wuyi back to the sky and make amends in person, so as to be worthy of the lives of the people in the world.

"Come with me." Jiu Ling opened his eyes and said calmly to Wu Yi.

Wuyi leaned against the pillar behind her, and squeezed the silk curtain blown up by the wind with her right hand, supporting her body that was about to fall at any moment.At this moment, he can't even get a word of trust. The days of seeing each other day and night are all lies, and he doesn't trust him. Wuyi grinned and asked coldly: "Where are you going?"

"Heaven." Jiu Ling replied sadly.

"Then I'm still alive." Jiu Ling swayed unsteadily, and the solitary copy of "Scary" in his arms fell from his body. He subconsciously bent down to pick it up. In the previous pick, he held the isolated copy with a fan, and Jiu Ling stretched out his hand to snatch it, so the isolated copy couldn't stand the impact of spiritual power, and it burned while pulling and pulling. Slowly extinguished, the two watched the orphan turn into ashes.

This Wuyi forced the corners of her mouth to smile, and thought to herself: This is what I wanted to take back to show Jiu Ling, but now Jiu Ling has also seen it. Although it is only the cover, it is worth it, "Hahahahaha" Yi laughed, tears slid down his cheeks, his heart was stagnant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.The whole person seemed to be weightless, and his eyes went dark... His back leaned against the pillar and slowly slid down uncontrollably.

"Follow me back." Jiuling Fan took a step closer to Wuyi, who closed her eyes and remained silent.Suddenly, Binggu, who had been injured by the music, woke up. Seeing this scene, he directly pulled up Wuyi who was about to slip and fall to the ground, and escaped into the ghost world in a flash.

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The next day...the world was in chaos, and the Qingxianglou incident spread like wildfire...