I Want to be Alone, Beautifully

The memories belonging to Zheng Zhiyu's soul flooded in, as well as the memories of Yuan's previous life. The two blended together, so that Xu Jiao's picture in that memory was sometimes from this person's perspective, and sometimes from another person's perspective. .

She smoothed out her memory a little, and when she opened her eyes, she found that she was in a bloody place.

The sky here is a chaotic red.

The ground under her feet was a bit soft, but it didn't look like it could be easily broken. Xu Jiao raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, remembering the reason why she appeared here——

She was captured by the monk.

The whole world was full of howling ghosts and howling wolves, as if there were many ghosts hidden in this chaotic atmosphere, each of them was spying on her where she could not see, waiting to attack her.

If ordinary people are disturbed by such a bloody and terrifying atmosphere here, they will go crazy within a short time. This is like walking into some villages composed of evil spirits and resentment where many people died in ancient times , the natural breath there will trap people inside, like a large disturbing hallucination.

After a long time, people can't tell where they are, and they become walking dead in a daze. When they are rescued again, they are either crazy or stupid, because it is possible that the soul in the body is unstable under the frightening illusion for a long time, so it is haunted by ghosts. Take it away, or just lose it in fright.

But who is Xu Jiao?

She who has the memory of becoming a ghost king, even though she is in a human body now, but those experiences in the hungry ghost way are enough for her to face such a bloody scene without changing her face. There is a posture of eating, drinking and living leisurely in this Qiankun bag for three months.

Thinking of the person outside, Xu Jiao lowered her head and closed her eyes. After a while, she thought of a powerful enough spell in her mind.

Lightning Talisman.

Now she doesn't have talisman paper in hand, even though ordinary yellow talismans can't bear such energy, it must be quite difficult to draw this lightning-inducing talisman out of thin air.

Xu Jiao didn't dare to raise her hand casually like before. Instead, she hesitated for a few seconds and bit her right middle finger. The blood on the tip of the tongue and the blood on the middle finger are relatively strong yang. It is helpful to have extremely righteous things, but it is not good if the Yang Qi in the human body is too weak, especially now that Xu Jiao is in the state of a soul.

This is the prosperity of yin and the decline of yang.

If the thunder hadn't been attracted, when the yang energy in her soul was exhausted, she might end up being eaten alive by other ghosts in this space.

But the situation is urgent right now, and she cannot allow her to think about so many possibilities——

She cleared her thoughts and completely emptied her mind. The next moment, Xu Jiao raised her bitten fingertips and held them in her mouth in one breath. Her fingertips quickly drew the appearance of the lightning-attracting talisman in the air.

The blood outlined the traces of the spell little by little in the air. After the red spell was written, there was a faint golden light underneath, but Xu Jiao didn't have time to pay attention to it. Write this character within.

……

Outside the Qiankun bag, there is a rooftop on the top floor.

According to the gust of wind summoned by Xu Jiaoping earlier, a gust of wind came from nowhere, blowing the dark clouds in the distance to the top of the campus of S University, making the whole night look dark, even the distant construction site The searchlights everywhere couldn't pierce the fog.

Relying on the restraint of the newborn ghost, the bald monk sat on the edge of the roof, watching Zheng Zhiyu's gradually lost and somewhat embarrassed appearance, he shook his head leisurely, and some fragments suddenly flashed in his mind.

He saw the man in front of him who had become a red-clothed ghost, wearing the same clothes, but holding a dust whisk in his hand, his eyes were full of indifference that could see through the world, like an extraordinary Taoist.

God again...

The figure had disappeared, and turned into the blood-stained woman in the ragged red dress not far away.

The monk shook his head and said inexplicably, "It's so miserable..."

He didn't know why there were so many things in his mind. Anyway, in this long time, there were too many people and too many things that he couldn't remember, and he didn't need to remember. It had nothing to do with the pursuit of longevity. He doesn't even want to know.

He still remembers the day when he met his master, who was dying, and he was still a beggar who didn't know the world, but when the master saw him, he only told him that he was destined, taught him all the exercises of his body, and then drove west.

What impresses the most in his mind is that the master told him that these spells are not passed on to those who are not destined. Since they met, it is fate.

very strange -

Before meeting Master, he was just a beggar who couldn't even protect himself, lived a life without squatting after eating his last meal, and sometimes fell to the point of grabbing food with dogs, and when he was chased the hardest, he even Think, what's the point of such a day?It's better to just die and vote for a good family in the next life.

As a result, after being taught the exercises by the master, he walked into this world and saw how prosperous the delicious food and wine were, and suddenly he could understand the master's thoughts. He wanted to live a good life, live forever, and become a fairy.

He was still looking back on his life here, but Zheng Zhiyu heard his miserable voice, and a sneer appeared on his face. The next moment, just as she was about to use up all her skills to beat the unconsciously controlled ghost in front of her... When he was so frightened, there was a muffled thunder in the sky.

It seemed like it was preparing to store up energy, and it also seemed like an accident. After all, Xia Japan was the season of boring thunder.

But all the people present and the ghosts looked towards the sky at the same time.

For the monk, tonight is the most suitable time for his formation to occur, because the Yin Qi is very strong, and the blood evil energy of this formation is just well raised, and even the sky is cloudy and there are no stars, which means Everything is difficult to be detected by the gods.

But no one expected that the accumulation of clouds would attract thunder.

Lei is the nemesis of all evil creatures in the world, with extreme destructive power, whether it is the monk, his formation, the newborn ghost, Zheng Zhiyu, they are all natural enemies to everyone present.

For a moment, everyone changed their expressions and looked towards the sky.

Hong Yi, who was originally very hostile, was frightened and shivered, because she was the guy with the most resentment at the moment, and she emitted too much aura, so she could feel more. She could sense that the sound of thunder Not ordinary.

Seeing her expression change, Zheng Zhiyu glanced at the sky thoughtfully, then said with a faint smile:

"You will kill yourself if you do many unrighteous deeds, old monk, is this talking about you?"

Hearing her provocation, and feeling the resistance and struggle from the ghost in red, the monk tried his best to control the ghost with Buddhist beads, squinted his eyes at Zheng Zhiyu and said with a smile: "I have this big formation to protect me. The one who died is you, so you don’t have to be happy so early, right?”

Zheng Zhiyu knew what he meant, he was planning to sacrifice his life to protect himself.

After all, that was the formation he set up, and it was originally used to change his fate against the sky.

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhiyu's face turned a little ugly.

After the initial thunderclap in the sky, it rolled among the clouds and became a little more intense, and purple electric lights could be faintly seen flashing through it, illuminating the large night sky.

Caught off guard!

The first thunder fell from the sky.

It was just a very thin thread, not even a human wrist, but this thread went straight through the formation on the roof of the entire building, and landed on the Qiankun bag on the monk's waist.

The sky thunder attracted the sky fire, which instantly ignited the Qiankun bag.

Zheng Zhiyu's eyes widened, and her voice was choked in her throat for a moment!

There is Xu Jiao in there!

Why is this thunder...

Her mind was blank and she couldn't believe what she had just seen.

But before she could react, a gray-white mist drifted out from inside and landed in front of everyone. It was Zheng Zhiyu who had been dreaming of him just now.

Xu Jiao opened her eyes, and in front of her was a golden talisman floating in the air.

The monk and Zheng Zhiyu saw that thing at the same time.

Immediately, the monk glared angrily, and shouted: "It turns out that you are such an evildoer who ruined my good deeds!" He was about to make a move, when the second thunder that was as thick as a bucket had already fallen according to Xu Jiao's intention. The monk went, so the thunder passed through the formation smoothly, but now it was heading in the direction of the monk's life. The large formation immediately flashed red, blocking it before the thunder struck down.

But people can also hear the crackling sound of countless electric currents exploding on it.

This movement successfully stopped the monk's movements and made him a false alarm.

It was his pause, and Zheng Zhiyu quickly walked behind Xu Jiao, his eyes flashed with amazement, but he didn't dare to interrupt Xu Jiao's attention, he just made a protective gesture, and at the same time, there was a faint worry in his eyes. Pass.

She was afraid that the thunder that Xu Jiao attracted would not be powerful enough to deal with the monk, but instead hurt Xu Jiao herself.

That would be very bad.

as predicted--

The monk seemed to know the power of his formation, so he stayed where he was, and only used Buddhist beads to pull the core of the formation, and fought against the thunder after another that Xu Jiao attracted. After seven times, the color of the talisman in front of Xu Jiao Slowly faded down.

This is the reaction that the Thunder Talisman is about to lose its effect.

There was sarcasm in his eyes, as if the two on the opposite side would end up dying sooner or later, and he was not in a hurry to make a move, as if he wanted to see how long they could struggle.

The thunder in the sky gradually died down.

Although most of the red light from the formation had dissipated, it was still holding on precariously. When a large formation dies, there will be a process of a strong counterattack. Xu Jiao has not even attracted the counterattack of this formation now. It shows that this formation is still a long way from failure.

In her pale face, the thunder was unsustainable, and finally weakened.

The last one.

Like a strand of hair, it disappeared in mid-air.

There was silence in the air.

The memory picture I saw before was like the deepest mockery, as if saying to Xu Jiao, you can die happily, if you are destined, wait for the third life.

She inadvertently bit her lower lip tightly, because she was in a soul state, so she didn't feel any pain.

His dark brown eyes fixed on the monk.

Inadvertently, it was the same as the look in his eyes when he saw Zheng Zhiyu being killed by the other party in front of the Sansheng Stone in his last life, unwilling, unhappy, and a little bit resentful towards the will of God.

The Buddhist beads on the monk's neck had already flown up, and the cries of all ghosts surrounded them. Xu Jiao heard him say:

"Although the Ghost King has not been lured out today, since you are so talented, when you die, I will make you into a waiter doll by my side, and then you can give full play to your abilities."

Xu Jiao looked at him expressionlessly, and let out a voice of contempt: "Bah."

"There are three keys for one yuan, how many do you have?"

Monk: "..."

Even if he didn't understand what it meant, he could guess that what Xu Jiao said was definitely not good, he grinned grinningly: "Since you are so ungrateful, I will make you feel the heart-eating pain of ten thousand ghosts, and let you suffer while awake .”

Zheng Zhiyu squeezed Xu Jiao's wrist tightly, trying to think of a way to protect her.

Xu Jiao turned her back to hold her hand, and said to her calmly, "Don't be afraid."

Although his soul was reincarnated, it wasn't a serious reincarnation after all, and Zheng Zhiyu's soul was supplemented. In the case of a serious injury, he might be awakened to some instinct belonging to the ghost king.

This is a near-death solution.

But she was a little sure.

Anyway, no matter what, she couldn't let Zheng Zhiyu pay for her life again.

The Buddha beads flew towards the two of them, Xu Jiao's eyes were right, she was calm and firm, Zheng Zhiyu was even ready to push Xu Jiao away and go up to block the attack, but neither of them had time to wait. The result of my own destiny——

Suddenly, a long, pleasant moan sounded in the sky.

Where the voice swept across, the spirit altars of the two of them were all clear.

Xu Jiao was stunned for a moment, and when she looked up at the sky, two words appeared in her mind for no reason.

Long Yin.

But this idea was so absurd that she could only turn her head and ask Zheng Zhiyu uncertainly: "Did you... hear that?"

"What's that sound?"

Zheng Zhiyu had never heard this voice before, but felt that his soul was more powerful. At the same time, the monk's face suddenly turned ugly, and he looked up at the sky, as if he was facing an enemy.

Although even he didn't know why he was so nervous.

He tried his best to open his eyes, and the sky eyes were also opened, wanting to see clearly what kind of disaster befalls his head——

He may have seen it clearly.

But maybe not.

Because from Xu Jiao's point of view, there seemed to be a piece of blue coming down from the cloud, and then passed by very quickly. At this moment, there was a deadly bloodstain on the monk's neck.

The red light of the formation was brilliant, and the sky was filled with red, covering all the movement and movement in the sky.

He felt the master's danger, so he used all his strength to fight back.

But it was too late.

No matter how strange this monk is, he is still only a flesh body. He looked at the blood gushing out of his neck in disbelief, and his eyes spun.

Xu Jiao and Zheng Zhiyu also looked at this sudden and rapid development, a little confused——

A voice sounded in their ears at the same time:

"Friend Daoist Zheng, long time no see."

"Today I was out for a leisurely stroll, but who would have thought that I would have bumped into my fate in the past. Without your help in the past, I wouldn't have the chance to become a dragon now..."

"I'm here to pay you back."

Xu Jiao was stunned for a second, and said "ah".

She remembered!

Zheng Zhiyu saved a dragon from that monk's hands in her last life!

Now that a hundred years have passed, has this dragon turned into a dragon?

This is... the glimmer of life God left for them?