saint ruthless

36,

Guo Xin... Guo Xin...

A drop of water fell into the calm heart lake, and the ripples spread around.

It was as if someone had once held his hand and whispered softly over and over again when he was so feverish that he lost his mind. "It's okay, don't be afraid, you will be fine when you wake up tomorrow."

Once again, someone was holding medicine by the bed, facing his back, and stood stubbornly for an hour. "I picked you back, you are my patient, I beg you, drink the medicine, okay?"

Someone sat on the roof with him under the bright moonlight, smiling more clearly and movingly than the moonlight. "When you recover from your injury, take me to Mobei for a walk. I heard that the people there have deep facial features and are very good-looking."

Another person shrank helplessly on the ground during the joyous and festive Lantern Festival night, crying for a whole night. "I... I don't like you anymore, I don't like you anymore... Don't be annoyed, come back, okay..."

Chu Shuzhi's hands trembled unbearably, the bamboo slips fell heavily to the ground, and the already dilapidated bamboo slips snapped and scattered on the ground.

Guo Changcheng hurriedly squatted on the ground and gathered the bamboo slips together. When he stood up holding them, he met Chu Shuzhi's eyes.

Chu Shuzhi stood not far from him, that figure somehow looked very lonely, looking at him, as if he didn't know him, and seemed to be carrying some unspeakable sadness.

"Is it you..." Chu Shuzhi looked at him and asked softly, his voice echoing in the dark and empty space.

Who are you and who am I?

The person in the dream has exactly the same breath as you.

Could it be said that we have already met in the vast reincarnation, thousands of years ago.

Guo Changcheng hugged the bamboo slips and looked at him blankly, he didn't know anything. "Brother Chu...what did you say?"

Chu Shuzhi just stood there silently without making a sound.

Just when Guo Changcheng could no longer stand the disturbing silence, Chu Shuzhi spoke again, his voice was difficult to distinguish between sadness and joy.

"Great Wall, let's go up first, I have to confirm one thing."

Chu Shuzhi was silent along the way.He walked to an open place and stood still, the mountain wind from the valley whistling past, bulging his wide windbreaker belt.Then he stretched out one hand in front of him, and a silver-white bone pendant hung from the palm of his hand. The bone pendant swayed a few times in the wind, reflecting a slightly dazzling cold light.

Guo Changcheng had once or twice seen Chu Shuzhi take out the bone pendant when collecting ghosts, which was the medium through which the corpse king summoned the bones.He didn't know what Chu Shuzhi was going to do with this one now, he didn't dare to get too close, he just stared at him for a moment, as if he was afraid that he would go away with the wind in the next second.

He called the man behind him. "Brother Chu..."

Chu Shuzhi turned his head and stretched out his other hand to him. "come over."

Only then did Guo Changcheng hesitantly move closer, but he was gently carried away and fell into the man's arms.Chu Shuzhi's lower body temperature than ordinary people came from behind, one hand gently wrapped around his waist, and hugged him in front of him, and a deep voice came from behind his ears.

"I want to see if there is something buried under this ground."

"Stand firm, maybe a little trembling."

Guo Changcheng nodded blankly.This posture turned out to be like an intimate hug, the breath of the person behind him was on his neck, itching slightly, he felt that person's strong chest against his back, thinking in a daze inappropriately.

Brother Chu, there really is no heartbeat...

The person behind softly recited a spell, the voice was low and high, clear and ethereal, the bone pendant shook slightly for a few times, and then emitted a dazzling silver light.

A dull bang came from the depths of the earth beneath their feet, and after a while, the towering ancient trees surrounding them, the mountains behind them, and the distant horizon all rumbled and shook.

The vibration became more and more intense, as if the sky and the earth were shaking. Guo Changcheng was about to be unable to keep standing, and instinctive fear filled his heart. He almost felt that the ground would split from the depths in the next second, causing them to fall into the abyss in an instant.

In the dizzying situation, only the embrace of the person behind him is the only place of peace of mind. Guo Changcheng turned around and grasped Chu Shuzhi's lapel tightly, restraining the fear of wanting to cry out, and tremblingly buried his head on the side of his neck.

"Don't be afraid." Chu Shuzhi said softly to the person in his arms, the arms around his waist did not loosen.The bone pendant on the other hand was still shining.

If he guessed correctly, the names on the bamboo slips were the dead souls who were suppressed here.

Then this underground should be the burial place of dead souls.

37,

Amidst the strong tremors, something gradually rises from the depths of the earth as if being attracted.Chu Shuzhi thought that he would see pieces of white bones floating up.

As a result, he only saw dust that covered the sky with clouds.

His heart sank, and he immediately stopped the spell, and the shaking of the earth stopped.

The dust from the sky fell on them.

Guo Changcheng raised his head tremblingly, looked around suspiciously, and then heaved a sigh of relief.He saw that Chu Shuzhi had used this summoning technique, but he had never seen such an earth-shattering reaction.He really thought that if he raised his eyes, he would see a horrific sight of bones piled up on the hillside.

"Brother Chu, there is only a pile of sand floating up. Are there no bones in the ground?"

But Chu Shuzhi's face was scary.

"No, you know, this summoning only works on corpses." Chu Shuzhi whispered.

Guo Changcheng was stunned for a moment, their bodies and the ground were covered with a thick layer of dust.The dust was faintly grayish in the sunlight.

This can't be... His face turned pale.

Chu Shuzhi said slowly. "These sands are all human ashes."

"!"

Chu Shuzhi's guess was right, the bamboo slips were indeed the sacrificial scriptures of thousands of dead.

At night, the distant screams of the citizens' dreams, the lingering grievances that seem to be nothing but lingering, the thousand-year-old temples that suppress the resentful souls, and the requiem spells written all over the walls, all the things you have seen and heard along the way are strung together.

He vaguely understood the meaning recorded in the ancient book.At the turn of the Liang and Wei dynasties, a great evil star appeared in Nanling, the sun was dark, the earth was split, the vegetation in ten directions was wiped out, and the birds and beasts were wiped out in an instant.

More than 1000 years ago, there must have been some evil and disaster star appearing here.

Thousands of people were buried here in an instant, their bones and ashes scattered, and there were no bones left.

The resentment of the dead is too great, and it is very easy to turn into a ghost to cause trouble in the world. Perhaps a passing Taoist cast a spell to trap the resentful soul who cannot be transcended under the spell of the old temple.

Since then, the soul of the dead has lingered here for a long time, with nowhere to reincarnate, and unable to let go of their resentment, so they could only mourn and cry in the dreams of mortals.

38,

Just as he was thinking, a gust of evil wind suddenly blew from nowhere, the lush trees all around rustled together, and the sky darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hey, why is it getting dark all of a sudden." Guo Changcheng looked up and murmured without knowing why.

In Chu Shu's heart, the alarm bells rang out instantly.

Not good, his call disturbed the souls of the dead sleeping here, fearing that it would attract ghost howls.

The howling of ghosts is the wail of thousands of resentful souls when they are awakened from a deep sleep.It is different from the howling of ghosts that is often heard in ordinary times. When it comes, it is as violent and violent as a tsunami, covering the sky and covering the sun, and it can instantly swallow people's spirit.

The resentment of the group of ghosts is the strongest when the ghost howls, so it is better to stay far away. If you are unlucky to be standing at the place where the ghost howls occur, your spirit may be drawn into the memories of the group of ghosts before they died. In severe cases, he died suddenly.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Shuzhi only had time to pull out a piece of talisman paper, and hurriedly said the word "shut", the talisman paper burst into flames with a whistling sound, and then he stuck the talisman on Guo Changcheng's forehead, almost at the same time He firmly covered Guo Changcheng's ears with his hands.

The next moment, the shrill and ghostly screams resounded through the sky.

The sound waves seemed to carry entities, blowing sand and rocks wherever they went, and a strong wind blew.

Guo Changcheng could only feel that a fiery talisman had been patted on his forehead, and before he had time to be afraid, most of his hearing disappeared in an instant, and then Chu Shuzhi took him into his arms and covered his hands with his hands. ear.He could faintly hear an extremely mournful howl outside, but the voice seemed to be coming from the sky.

He wanted to look back to see what was going on with the people behind him, but found that the force restraining him was so strong that he couldn't move at all. He could only roar and shout the names of the people behind him, but he couldn't hear his own voice at all.

Chu Shuzhi was dragged into the horrific memory vortex in an instant, and the frightening memories of countless resentful souls rushed into his mind, chaotically intertwined like fragments.

Finally, through the eyes of countless dead, he saw the same scene of purgatory on earth.

First, hundreds of people dressed like soldiers fled from the field towards the city gate in a hurry.

Most of them still held weapons and shields in their hands, but they didn't even dare to turn their heads like they had seen a ghost. The screams around them sounded from time to time, all of which were shrill and short, and then interrupted, and the owner of the cry turned into a ghost in an instant. A puddle of blood like mud.

Later, the scene extended to the city, and some civilians in rough clothes also screamed and avoided in the chaos of the flames.

Chu Shuzhi saw the same ghostly figure in countless freeze frames before his death. It looked like a young man, but he was half human, half ghost, covered in blood, with several swords piercing through his chest.It moved as fast as a gust of wind, and anyone he touched instantly turned into mud.

As there were fewer and fewer moving living things in the field of vision, the evil thing finally stopped wobbly, and warm living blood dripped down from its fingertips, and it raised its hand to lick it excitedly. Lick, seems to be laughing.

The monster raised its head, with scarlet eyes under the messy hair.Chu Shuzhi looked at it across time and space in a trance from the perspective of others before they died.

He saw its face clearly.

That's actually... that's what he looks like.

At the end of the Liang Dynasty in the Southern Dynasties and the beginning of the Western Wei Dynasty, cholera continued and evil spirits were rampant.There is a great evil star in Nanling, the sun is dark, the earth is cracked, the grass and trees in ten directions are wiped out, the birds and beasts are wiped out in an instant, and no one can be found.Later here, it was heard that thousands of ghosts cry at night, and later generations called it Nanling Evil Mountain.

——The Immortals and Ghosts