His Majesty the Ghost is bent [Rebirth]

The night was already dark, and the two of them walked westward for six or seven miles from Huaibai Street before they gradually heard the sound of water. The air became more humid, the evening mist grew thicker, the mountains were shrouded in night fog, and insects and wolves howled one after another.

On the banks of the Xiyue River in the suburbs of Beijing, there is a dilapidated temple without any incense. The cold moonlight floating on the river makes the temple look dilapidated and dilapidated. This is the legendary River God Temple.

Fu Chengqi inquired all the way, and learned that the origin of the painting wall for offering sacrifices to women is also very legendary.

According to legend, many years ago, there was a village by the Xiyue River, which suffered from floods every year for three consecutive years. The cultivated land and houses were washed away by the soaring floods, and the villagers lived in a very difficult situation.

The villagers did not want to leave their hometowns and the land where their ancestors lived for generations, so they built a river temple to worship and worship.

One day, an expert who was said to be immortal came to the village. He said that to relieve the flood, the river god must see the sincerity of the villagers, otherwise everything will be in vain.

How can the villagers show their sincerity?The expert said that the god of the river must be married, and he was very happy.

When the river surges, choose a dignified and beautiful girl, put on a wedding dress and red makeup for her, tie her hands and feet with red silk and throw her into the river. She is called the bride of the river god.

Who is willing to sacrifice their precious daughter to the river god?People were in panic for a while, and the selected family had no choice. Even if they ran away overnight, they would be kidnapped by the villagers and sacrificed forcibly.

In order to appease the parents of the sacrificed families, the villagers built a wall for offering sacrifices to women in the Heshen Temple, and painted the sacrificed girls in the past on the wall one by one, enshrining them as goddesses and offering them incense.

Legend has it that this sacrifice lasted for 19 years, and portraits of [-] young girls were painted on the wall of the sacrifice.

Even after more than 100 years, the Heshen Temple has been dilapidated, but the portraits on the wall of the sacrificial girl are still bright and lifelike.

As for whether the sacrifice of the girl brought peace to the village, I haven't heard any more about it since then.

It's just that the village disappeared by the Xiyue River without a sound, and the original villagers suddenly disappeared, as if the world had evaporated.It is rumored that many terrible incidents happened in the village, and the villagers died one after another, and those who survived did not dare to stay any longer, leaving their homes and hiding their names.

There are rumors that the souls of nineteen girls who died unjustly lived in the wall of sacrificial women, and they came for revenge.

This is just the initial story. Later, because of the fine and colorful paintings on the wall for offering sacrifices to women, [-] girls leaped onto the wall, and there seemed to be eye waves flowing between their eyebrows and eyes to communicate with others. Consider this a unique affair.

There are also rumors that there is a special world in this wall for offering sacrifices to women.If you are a predestined person, you can even be called into the painting wall by the priestess, and go to Wushan Yunyu with the girl in the painting.

It is conceivable that these 'champions' admired the female sacrificial wall with such a dirty and curious mind, and made some unspeakable wishes for it.

There are even dirty jokes: to die under the wall of offering sacrifices to women is to be a ghost.

It became a prophecy, since the news of Jiang Sangong's death in the city's Xihe Temple spread throughout the capital, no one dared to visit the female sacrifice wall at night.

Those self-proclaimed romantics no longer dare to say that stupid thing.

In the middle of the moon, the gate of the temple creaked and creaked non-stop due to years of disrepair, and it was covered with a thin layer of dust when touched. Perhaps after the accident, no one dared to come again.

When the two of them stepped into the threshold, they were both stunned for a moment. Fu Chengqi glanced around vigilantly, and Bai Jianxing frowned slightly.

In this River God Temple, there was a thick and penetrating fragrance of powder, and there was also a trace of rotten stench faintly in the fragrance.

"Hold your breath!" Bai Jian said concisely.Fu Chengqi nodded, the smell must be weird.

There was no wind tonight, and the lantern in Fu Chengqi's hand flickered and then went out.

The two looked at each other, and for the sake of caution, they got very close to each other, their shoulders almost touching each other.

The moonlight leaking from the hole in the roof is falling on a wall, the shadow of the moon is mottled, looking from a distance, the smiling faces of the girls on the wall are imprinted in my eyes, and the delicate and charming faces are even more charming under the melting moonlight.

Just in case, the two of them didn't approach the female sacrificial wall easily.Fu Chengqi took out the spiritual plate from his pocket, but the pointer on the plate did not respond, which meant that there were no evil spirits in the temple.

Bai Jianxing also concentrating on the spirit search, repeated several times but did not find any trace of evil spirit.

"Ah Jian, how are you doing?" Fu Chengqi asked anxiously when he saw Bai Jianxing slowly opened his eyes.

Bai Jianxing frowned tightly and shook his head, "There is no evil spirit aura, but there is a spirit body."

"Spiritual body? How much?"

"Yes, ordinary spirit bodies, without malice, nineteen."

"where?"

Bai Jianxing glanced at the female sacrificial wall, Fu Chengqi understood, and immediately strode towards the female sacrificial wall, Bai Jianxing followed closely beside him, raised his hand towards Fu Chengqi with some worry, but grabbed a Empty, take it back, act like nothing happened.

Fu Chengqi thought, fearing that the souls of the nineteen sacrificial girls were trapped in the wall, unable to reincarnate, so it would be better to free them this time.And those romantic and dirty legends are mostly fabricated by people. Jiang Sangong was afraid that he would have a secret meeting with some woman here and lost his life. The Jiang family found an excuse to save some face. evil spirits.

Fu Chengqi glanced at the altar table, his heart suddenly cleared up, the smell of rouge that he smelled when he entered the door was just the rouge gouache exuded by those romantic people, it was not transformed by some ghosts and monsters.

"Now the truth is revealed. I thought I would encounter some strange evil spirits. It was a false alarm." Fu Chengqi grinned at Bai Jianxing and said casually.

Bai Jianxing said in a deep voice: "It's too early to jump to conclusions, it's better to be careful." As he spoke, he looked carefully at the painting wall, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Fu Chengqi nodded: "Anyway, let's try to purify them, it's a pity." As he said that, he looked at the painted wall, and felt that the girl in the painting was graceful and lifelike, and the color was as bright as new, which was very interesting. , I don’t know what kind of dye this painter used. It would be better if he used this kind of dye when he moved his soul into the painting... Thinking of this, he unconsciously raised his hand to touch the wall, just as his fingertips were about to touch the painting wall. In an instant, his hand was grasped by Bai Jianxing——

"Don't touch it easily—" The tingling feeling of touching fingertips spread all over the body, before the word "touch" could be said, Bai Jianxing's complexion suddenly changed, his light-colored pupils shrank suddenly, and the look in his eyes faded instantly, turning into It was chaos.

"Ah Jian! What's wrong with you! Hey!" The sudden change made Fu Chengqi flustered, and he held Bai Jianxing's shoulders to prevent him from falling to the ground.

"Ah Jian!" In a panic, Fu Chengqi probed Bai Jianxing's breath with trembling hands, and then checked his pulse. Everything was fine, but Bai Jianxing was as numb as if he had lost his soul. Speech, the face is full of chaos and ignorance, like a shell without a soul——

Lost soul -!

Fu Chengqi suddenly realized, could it be that this wall of sacrificial girls can suck people's souls? !But neither he nor Bai Jianxing touched this wall, and it stands to reason that he is more suitable for ghosts and monsters, and it is impossible for Ah Jian...

Bai Jianxing, who can make ghosts and demons frightened by the news, has been tricked. What is this painted wall? !

He lifted Bai Jianxing horizontally on his knees, and was about to conduct a soul search for him.Bai Jianxing, who was pillowed on his lap, suddenly opened his eyes wide, his face was flushed and his breathing was short of breath, dense beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his body began to tremble slightly.

Fu Chengqi panicked: "Ah Jian, don't scare me—hey—what's going on?!"

Fu Chengqi persuaded himself not to lose his footing, gritted his teeth and calmed down, put his hands between Bai Jianxing's brows and carried out soul exploration, how could it be - the soul is still in the body, there is no abnormality!While he was relieved, he became more and more anxious, after all...

Could it be the legend - the realm of the original heart

The realm of the original heart can appear in any form, such as rivers, swamps, ponds, ancient wells, even a mirror, a wall, and like to inhabit the desires of the human heart.It is fluid and becomes powerful by absorbing people's thoughts and desires, so many times the realm of the original mind will be hidden in temples, and while being offered by incense, it can also devour a large amount of energy generated by worshipers' wishing.

If you meet a person with a strong desire hidden in the bottom of your heart, the realm of the original heart will give a 'response', that is, let the desire holder fall into the illusion of the original heart, and those with weak wills will indulge in the illusion, and eventually often die of indulging because they cannot extricate themselves.

The third son of Jiang is not making troubles with the sacrificial girl in the painting wall, but is lingering with the illusion created by his heart. To put it bluntly, he is dead in his own desire.

It's just that he never expected that such a cold and indifferent person like Bai Jianxing would have such a strong desire. What exactly... What is it?

Can't care about that much anymore, Fu Chengqi half-supported Bai Jianxing's body, collected spiritual power on his fingertips, gently covered his forehead, and concentrated on reciting the Qingxinjue.

Faint green light poured out from Fu Chengqi's fingertips, like clusters of ghostly fires enveloping Bai Jianxing, the ghostly halo kept flickering and dancing, wisps of burnt to ashes 'nian' drifting away with the wind .

The red tide on Bai Jianxing's face gradually faded, her body stopped trembling, and she gradually calmed down, and her face returned to the calmness of the past. After half a cup of tea, Bai Jianxing's long eyelashes trembled , the light-colored pupils regained their clarity.

"Eldest brother..." The voice was still slightly hoarse and trembling.

Looking at each other, Fu Chengqi was sure that Bai Jianxing had come to his senses, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You kid, you scared the senior brother." Then he grabbed Bai Jianxing's shoulders and pulled him up Picking it up, let him sit leaning on his body so that he could feel comfortable, and said softly, "Is it better?"

This series of actions made Bai Jianxing's body visibly stiff. He struggled to get up, staggered a little, and said to Fu Chengqi respectfully: "I'm fine now, thank you, senior brother, for your help."

Fu Chengqi was startled when he heard the words, and frowned slightly, this kid's words were suddenly so eloquent, where did I make him unhappy again?But he also suppressed the doubts in his heart and said sternly: "I have already guessed the origin of this wall of sacrificial girls eight out of ten."

"The realm of the original heart." Bai Jianxing returned to the calmness of the past, and replied very firmly.

Fu Chengqi raised the corners of his mouth, nodded and said, "It probably came here when the Xiyue River swelled, and parasitized in the Water Temple."

Bai Jianxing said: "The souls of these nineteen girls are also sealed in the painting wall by the realm of original heart. To liberate them, you must first break the realm of original heart."

Fu Chengqi said: "How sure?"

Bai Jianxing frowned and said: "It's hard to say, but I can only try one." Then he poured his spiritual power into the Zhitui sword, and the sword body emitted a majestic white light.

The author has something to say: A-Jian’s desire... um... uh... I pretend not to understand →_→

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