Exclusive Sick Beauty Master 【Rebirth】

They were all dressed like ordinary villagers, and there were old blood stains on their clothes. Some had tongues sticking out, and some had mutilated limbs.

The ghost retains the expression and state of the person when he died, with terrified faces still on his face, and horrific fatal scars on his body.

Chi Ning saw the ghost approaching straight up, and noticed a man at the front of the line.

Compared to other ghosts who walked stiffly and slowly, the man was obviously more flexible, a bit ahead of his companions, and his dry and rough knuckles were about to grab Chi Ning's clothes.

Chi Ning suddenly thought of Ping'er, if ghosts were divided into different classes, Ping'er would undoubtedly be the most powerful, her expressions and movements resembled those of a living person.

Suddenly his shoulder was pulled, and Chi Ning was pulled behind by Gu Lingxiao before he could regain his composure.

Gu Lingxiao propped up the barrier for protection, and said in a serious tone: "Why are you in a daze, don't die."

The ghost is weaker than the body, and there is a custom among the people that after the last seven days, the seven souls of people will disappear, and they can no longer exist in the world.

Chi Ning asked: "What attracted them?"

"Did you hear the piano sound?"

There was indeed a zither sound, messy and weird, like an order to charge on the battlefield.

This group of ghosts was obviously under control, from being scattered to gathering, and spiky fingers were born to scratch the enchantment.

"Seeing that we released the golden beast, some people are anxious."

Procrastinating is not an option, Gu Lingxiao uses the spirit of Wang Tianzun to suppress, uses spiritual power in the palm of his hand, and pushes forward.

The ghost was shaken back.

"Let's go!" Gu Lingxiao said.

There was a skylight above the Xuantie room, they escaped through the window, and stepped on the bluestone road in Chongming Town.

The long street was silent, only the sound of two people's footsteps.

Chi Ning walked along the street, from the first household to the last household, without exception, there were mourning banners hanging at the door of every household.

The long and narrow white flag moves without wind, like a mad dance.

Gu Lingxiao paused: "When I came to investigate before, I didn't see this kind of vision yet."

Chi Ning picked a house, opened the door and entered.

The door was low, and the broken grass in late autumn swirled and flew all over the courtyard.

One of them stopped on the coffin.

The jet-black coffin was placed horizontally in the courtyard, and the coffin cover was covered with thick layers of ash.The white cloth mixed with the ringing of bells on the eaves made this place look like a mortuary for mortuary corpses.

Without much hesitation, Chi Ning stepped forward to open the coffin for inspection.

"I'll do it." Gu Lingxiao blocked his hand.

When the fingertips touched, Chi Ning retracted his hand unnaturally.

Since last night, Chi Ning has had this attitude towards Gu Lingxiao. As Gu Lingxiao approaches, he will retreat the same distance.

Gu Lingxiao obviously felt it, but didn't say anything.

With a dull sound, the coffin lid was lifted and fell to the ground, kicking up dust.

The coffin was a little empty, except for a portrait at the bottom.

Chi Ning recognized the person in the painting. He had a middle-aged beard and a mole on his forehead. He was the one who had a bloody cut on the back of his head and was walking towards him at the front of the line.

Chi Ning wanted to pick up the portrait.

Gu Lingxiao stopped: "Don't touch it, this is a spirit devouring technique, if you touch the portrait, the soul will be annihilated."

"How did you find out?"

Before Gu Lingxiao repelled the ghosts, Chi Ning became suspicious.

He has entered the phantom formations, large and small, but this time he still feels that the situation is urgent and he has no way to start.

Gu Lingxiao came to the formation for the first time, but he was calm and easy to handle.

Gu Lingxiao remained silent. He had read all kinds of forbidden techniques in his previous life. Although the creator of the phantom array had put a lot of effort into hiding the spirit-eating technique, he still seemed to be out-of-the-box in front of him.

But he can't say.

He was originally a reborn person, not to mention that his status as a vain heavenly deity was cast aside by others, and he could not see the light.

"I can't tell." The moment Gu Lingxiao said this, he caught the flash of disappointment in Chi Ning's eyes, he sighed, and continued,

"Spirit devouring eats people's flesh and blood, and spits out ghosts. Ghosts still fill their positions in life and do what they should do. Ghosts contain resentment, and the resentment is getting heavier, and this town will become a place where evil spirits are kept. hotbed."

Chi Ning knew this statement.

Controlling the flesh always rots, but the shade does not.After the ghost is refined, it can be driven by people for a long time to pay for people's lives.

Gu Lingxiao: "Ghosts give birth to grievances, and evil monsters feed on grievances and accompany each other. If the refining of Chongming Town is successful, it is hard to imagine what kind of bloody storm will be set off on the Xingshen Continent."

"Is there a solution?"

"The eye of the formation. Before, we always thought that the big demon was the core of the phantom formation, but now that Jin Yi wakes up, the phantom formation is still running. We were misled, and there is another mystery here."

Chi Ning was silent, and opened the five coffins one by one. It was obvious that a family of five, elderly parents and three children were buried here.

The last portrait is of a girl, which is very special. There is a name and surname written next to the portrait.

"Ping'er..." Chi Ning whispered, "Cui Ping'er."

"What are you thinking?" Gu Lingxiao came over and asked.

Staring fixedly at the word "Cui Ping'er" on the paper, Chi Ning stood where he was as if he had been slapped on the head.

It seems that all the clues are connected in series, and the answer to the question is emerging.

"Sun's Mansion," Chi Ning said, "All the residents of the town died, but I saw Xi Po, Young Master Sun, there are still survivors in the Sun's Mansion."

***

The Sun's mansion was still hung with red silk, and amidst the many white banners, this little bit of red seemed thin and strange.

Chi Ning and Gu Lingxiao hadn't even stepped into the house when they heard mournful cries.

"Son, my son, today is a day of great joy, why did you suddenly..."

Chi Ning looked in through the window, and saw a luxuriously dressed woman lying on the bed screaming, and the young man lying on the bed looked familiar to him.

Sun Liang, the groom's official.

Gu Lingxiao stayed outside to guard, while Chi Ning entered the house.

Passing in front of a row of kneeling servants, Chi Ning reached out and patted the woman's shoulder.

Madam Sun turned her head, and two lines of blood flowed from her eye sockets.

Chi Ning immediately took out a talisman from his sleeve and pasted it on Mrs. Sun's seal.

The yellow talisman instantly ignited green smoke and turned into ashes.

Chi Ning asked, "What happened to your son?"

"Sick, consumption."

Chi Ning asked again: "Today, the bride married into the mansion, what did you give her?"

Mrs. Sun opened her mouth and answered after a while: "Today is a day of great joy, my son, why did you..."

Yes, she will only repeat these few words back and forth, mechanically and stubbornly.

It's like being bundled in a cover and made into a living chess piece.

The spell ignited spontaneously because they could not perceive the soul. The situation of the people in the Sun Mansion and the residents of the town was just the opposite. They lost their souls, but their bodies were still there.

His life was kept, but he became a real walking dead.

Chi Ning walked to the bed step by step, took out the dagger, and pressed it against Sun Liang's neck.

The tip of the knife was about to pierce the flesh, when suddenly there was a strong wind outside the house, and the wooden window was suddenly blown open, making a whirring sound.

A ghostly shadow flashed beside him: "What do you want to do?"

Chi Ning turned his head to look, and saw that Ping'er was paler than when they met the second time, her body was like a thin rice paper soaked in water, crumbling.

Seeing Ping'er appearing, Chi Ning withdrew the dagger a little: "He is going to die."

Ping'er looked at Sun Liang.

The latter lay silently, breathing weakly, and his lips were blue.

Ping'er screamed, the black pupils shrank suddenly, and the whites of the eyes occupied more than half of the eyeballs.

Clouds of black air emanated from her body.

Like ink dripping into a pool, the black air quickly dissipated, and everyone in the room fell to the ground except Chi Ning.

There was too much movement, Gu Lingxiao stood at the door with anxious eyes: "Master."

"It's okay, just chatting." Chi Ning said calmly, "If the ghosts come again, please stop them."

"He's not dead, you're lying!" Ping'er approached Sun Liang and made a gesture of hugging him in her arms, "The young master will be fine, get married, have a son, and live a long life."

Chi Ning: "Perhaps it used to be, but now that the golden beast has been released, the entire formation has begun to be destroyed, and you have no extra energy to keep Sun Liang alive."

Ping'er looked at him suddenly, her big eyes were still black and white, but revealed the desolation of the end of the day.

"It's fine to die together, he died with me."

Chi Ning continued: "Cui Ping'er, you are responsible for Sun Liang's half-death, and you are responsible for the lives of thousands of people in the town."

Cui Ping'er laughed, the corners of her mouth didn't move, but the voice in her throat became more and more urgent, as if she was about to laugh out of breath.

In the end, the laughter stopped abruptly, and she seemed to spit out all the difficulties that had turned into poison: "I harmed him? He should have harmed me first. He proposed marriage to my father and said that he wanted to marry me. Happy, I have been his servant girl for so many years, and I like him carefully..."

"and after?"

"Later, later he lied to me." Cui Ping'er lowered her voice, "Sun Liang got an incurable disease, and a poor Taoist priest said that his disease could be cured by happiness. Do you know how it is? Let the bride's heart come out, and he will be healed."

Chi Ning understood the source of the dark red blood stain on Ping'er's heart.

"My wronged soul is still standing there watching, watching them wash the blood off the ground with water, and then change a bed and come in as if nothing happened."

"It seems that my death is a matter of course. The Sun family is as light as dust, but it is a life. I am only 16 years old."

Cui Ping'er's emotions were too strong, mixed with resentment and obsession, like a heavy burden pressing on someone's chest.

Chi Ning has not entered the world for a long time, lacks sensitivity to emotions and sufferings, and is so stupid that he is dull.

But here Cui Ping'er experienced the sharpest emotion, the flesh was cut open to reveal the bones, and the bone marrow left with sharp thorns of memory.

"That poor Taoist priest really has some skills. He found me at the mass grave that night. The Taoist priest said, do you want to live, and do you want to take revenge on Sun Liang?"

Chi Ning answered, "So you made a contract with the Taoist priest?"

Chi Ning wanted to find out what method Cui Pinger used to spread the spirit devouring spell, but Cui Pinger avoided his question: "I mistakenly thought you were Zhang Yirou before, and I want you to experience my suffering. At the same age, Why was she able to get married in a grand manner on the night of my tragic death?!"

"It's actually very sad. Sun Liang treats me cruelly, but I can't be cruel to him."

"I didn't know until after I died that ghosts don't need to sleep or eat. So I spend all my time thinking about him, thinking of him wading across the river to pick up paper kites for me, thinking of him writing poems on flower paper for me, thinking of him holding a knife stuck in my heart."

"All right-handed."

Chi Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he rolled up Sun Liang's right sleeve.

It was really empty there, except for a huge bloody gash at the end of the wrist.

Ping'er smiled: "So I cut off his right hand, cut it off every day, and grew it back every day."

It was already night in Chongming Town, and it was as dark as the end of the day.

Ping'er said: "You know a lot, but it's too late now."

"Here," she turned to look outside the house, "the person you really care about is probably going to die."

Chi Ning turned around, the porch in front of the house was empty, and Gu Lingxiao had long since disappeared.