[Comprehensive] Stealing the Halo of the Protagonist

Dugu Jue didn't move, but the black vortex behind him released a stream of black air to block the oncoming long sword. Unexpectedly, the long sword broke through his black air and still stabbed at him.

Dugu Jue couldn't dodge in time, so he could only stretch out his hand to block it.

In an instant, the long sword was held in his hand without moving a bit.

Dugu Jue looked at the person holding the sword, and the memory that had been decayed for nearly a thousand years suddenly turned.He remembered that night, after Dugu Jing sneaked into his palace and was discovered, he also caught the sword he stabbed with his bare hands.Although the person in front of him had never seen him before, Dugu Jue felt a strange sense of familiarity when he saw him.

Dugu Jue wanted to ask if you were Dugu Jing, but when he got to the point of speaking, he fell silent unconsciously when he looked into Mo Qi's eyes.

But here, Mo Qi didn't love to fight, he took advantage of Dugu Jue's loss of consciousness while watching him, and activated the secret technique of Huan Yang Sword, which fixed Dugu Jue.

This Huanyang sword was originally used to deal with Tan Fang, who had a body of extreme yang, and suppressed Tan Fang with the Taoist method of being extremely strong, but he didn't want Tan Fang to die, so Dugu Jue was released instead.And although this Huanyang Sword is incompatible with Dugu Jue's soul-locking pendant, it is no match for this evil thing that has been enshrined for nearly a thousand years, so Mo Qi did not try to fight head-on, but directly used the Huanyang Sword's natal secret method Hold Dugu Jue.

Dugu Jue watched Mo Qi drop his sword and walk around him like a stranger, running towards someone behind him, his expression became a little weird.He wanted to turn around and see what this man was doing, but found that his whole body was imprisoned and he couldn't move at all.

"Su Yi, how are you?" Mo Qi helped Su Yi who was lying on the ground, with a bit of worry in his eyes.

Su Yi had just been sucked into the air by the black vortex and was thrown down. It was a hard fall, but apart from a little dizziness, there was basically no serious problem with old injuries on his hands, so he shook his head and rushed to Mo Qi Said: "I'm fine, thank you, Yan Jing, you saved me again."

"It's okay, can I go?"

Su Yi nodded, stood up, and looked at Dugu Jue who was fixed in mid-air with some suspicion, "He..."

Mo Qi glanced back at Dugu Jue, and said calmly: "I fixed him, but it will be useless soon, we have to leave quickly."

Su Yi nodded in fright, "Okay, okay, let's go, this ghost ate a lot of other ghosts as soon as it came out, and even killed Tan Fang!" Su Yi said this, and subconsciously looked for Tan Fang's body , and then pointed to Mo Qi at a lump of fuzzy flesh and blood on the ground, "Tan Fang is the boyfriend of that female ghost, who was skinned and killed by that ghost. They are both poor people, alas."

Mo Qi looked at the group of inhuman little bosses, said nothing, and helped Su Yi out the door.

Because of Mo Qi's presence, Su Yi felt a lot more at ease, so his mouth was broken a lot. While going downstairs with Mo Qi's support, he talked about the ghost encounter in Juying Community, the tragedy of the Tan family, and how he accidentally let Dugu Jue go. I have explained all the details to Mo Qi.

Except for a few hums, Mo Qi didn't respond much.He felt that it was hard for Su Yi to be so unlucky.

They took the stairs because the elevator was haunted.

There are no windows in the stairway, only the dim light of small light bulbs illuminating the long corridor.

Originally, Su Yi was still talking to Mo Qi while walking, but as he walked, he started talking to each other, and then even fell silent.

He felt very tired, and the sound of breathing became heavier and heavier, and this long corridor seemed to have no end, repeating forever.

"Yan Jing, how long have we been walking?"

Mo Qi helped him to stop, looked down over the railing, but only saw a mass of darkness like thick ink.

"There is still a long way to go, we have to go for a while."

Su Yi couldn't bear it any longer. He breathed heavily and said, "Can we rest for a while, I'm a little tired."

Mo Qi looked around, said "Yes", and helped Su Yi to sit down on the stairs.

Su Yi rested for a while, and his shortness of breath finally calmed down, "Yan Jing, how many floors have we descended, I feel like this staircase will never end."

Mo Qi didn't reply, but turned around and wiped the damp wall with her fingers.

"Yan Jing?"

"The 31st floor." Mo Qi turned her head to look into Su Yi's eyes, and said calmly, "We've gone down the 31st floor."

Su Yi's back felt cold for a while, "You...you remember wrongly, Tan Fang's house only has 14 floors, how... how could we go down to the 31st floor."

Mo Qi didn't smile, he stretched out his finger to show Su Yi, and said: "We have indeed descended to the 31st floor, this wall has become more and more humid as the number of floors has decreased, and it is already in a state of water seepage. And it wouldn't be this serious on the first floor of Yangjian."

Su Yi looked at the drops of water stained with white ash on Mo Qi's fingers, swallowed, and asked in a low voice, "Are we... not in this world anymore!?"

Mo Qi didn't answer, but asked him instead: "Have you noticed that there are no doors leading to other floors?"

"This... are we ghosts hitting the wall?"

Mo Qi shook her head, "Maybe we weren't ghosts hitting the wall, but were extradited to the underworld by something."

Su Yi trembled, "Yin...hell!?"

Mo Qi nodded, and looked towards the quiet next floor.

Every time they are about to step into darkness, the corridor lights on the next floor can always be turned on at regular intervals.

At first Mo Qi thought it was a coincidence of voice-activated lights, but now it seems that someone might have controlled the corridor before they stepped in.

"Should we continue down?" Su Yi nervously grabbed Mo Qi's clothes.

Mo Qi pursed her lips, a little hesitant.

If the evil thing is a person under the jurisdiction of the underworld, he will be easy to deal with. I am afraid that it is some ominous ghost who does not understand human nature and only knows how to eat people. It doesn't matter if he dies. If Su Yi dies, the world may completely collapse.

At this moment, the sound of the lightbulb exploding came from the heads of Mo Qi and the two of them, one after another, crisply coming from the top, like a death bell urging them to death.

Mo Qi looked up and found that the darkness upstairs was spreading faster and faster.

"What should I do?" Su Yi asked tremblingly.

Mo Qi helped him up, and replied decisively: "Let's go!"

Although it is not clear what is in that darkness, it will definitely not be something that is beneficial to the two of them.Instead of succumbing to death, it is better to follow the meaning of that "thing" and go to see who is so painstaking.

Unexpectedly, when they went down to the 32nd floor, there was an extra door at the entrance of the corridor.

The door is very big, with red lacquer and copper buckles, it looks like the gate of a rich family in ancient times, but there is no inscription on the plaque, and it is not known whose mansion it is.

Mo Qi looked at it carefully for a while, then planned to reach out and push it away.

Su Yi grabbed his hand and asked nervously, "What if there is another old ghost inside?"

Mo Qi raised his chin and signaled Su Yi to look up, "All the lights above have been turned off, do you dare to retreat?"

After a pause, Su Yi let go of Mo Qi's hand.

The gate was very heavy, but when Mo Qi's hands were put on the copper buckle, before he exerted any force, the gate retreated to the two sides by itself, quite briskly.

Su Yi laughed dryly, and said innocently: "You are so strong."

Mo Qi: "..."

This mansion seems to be an imitation of the Ming Dynasty. After entering the door, there is a glazed wall, but the carvings on the wall are not the auspicious patterns of pine cranes and magpies, but a story about a young woman.

According to the painting on the screen wall, this woman was originally a young lady from a scholarly family. The case is equal, the love is unparalleled, and the vows are countless.But who would have thought that after a few months, this man would often linger in the place of fireworks, and sometimes when he was drunk outside, he would beat this woman violently when he came back.The woman cried and wanted to go back to her natal family, but she was persuaded again and again.Later, the man married one concubine after another, as if he had completely forgotten his wife.But women have nothing to do with their youth, so they can only stay in their boudoir alone, watching the passage of time lonely and lonely.

After watching it, Mo Qi vaguely guessed in her heart who was behind the scenes that prompted them to come down.

Su Yi, who was next to him, looked at him, and suddenly burst into tears, "This woman is so pitiful."

Mo Qi responded casually, and urged: "Let's go."

Su Yi shook his head, "I won't go, I won't go, I want to read her story."

Mo Qi had no choice but to wait beside him for a while.

Su Yi lowered his head and placed his palms beside his face, as if wiping tears while watching.

Mo Qi was bored waiting, so she couldn't help but look back, only to find that the heavy door behind them had been silently closed without them noticing.

Only then did Mo Qi realize that something was wrong, "Are you alright?"

Su Yi didn't answer.

"Su Yi!" Mo Qi yelled again, but the other party didn't respond.

Mo Qi walked in front of Su Yi again, and patted Su Yi's shoulder.

Only then did Su Yi react.He raised his head slowly, covered most of his face with his palms, and looked at Mo Qi with only a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Let's go." He said in a soft voice, a bit out of his usual elegance.

Mo Qi frowned and looked at Su Yi without moving.

Su Yi blinked shyly, walked around Mo Qi and walked forward.

Mo Qi watched him walk gracefully to the side of the screen wall, her brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

"What happened to that woman?" Mo Qi asked casually.

Su Yi stopped at the corner, turned his head slowly, and said softly: "The woman was finally together with her husband forever, for the rest of her life—a couple."

Mo Qi responded and commented: "A happy ending."

Su Yi smiled, "I think so too." After speaking, he walked around the screen and disappeared from Mo Qi's sight.

Mo Qi hurriedly followed, but only saw a small bridge and flowing water in the white mist, and a small pavilion surrounded by rockery.

"Su Yi!" Mo Qi yelled, but only the sound of rushing water answered him.

He looked around again, but the white mist completely blocked his sight.

Mo Qi didn't try to enter the dense fog, he returned to the spot, looked at the small pavilion at the end of the bridge, and seemed to see a figure in the haze.

Mo Qi was aware of deceit, but in such a situation, he could only walk forward along the winding white marble bridge.

The melodious sound of silk and bamboo sounded quietly, mixed with the sound of running water, adding a bit of elegance out of thin air.But Mo Qi was cautious and didn't listen at all.

After a while, he walked into the pavilion.

There was indeed someone in the pavilion, but it wasn't Su Yi, but a handsome man dressed as a groom. He was kneeling on the ground with his eyes slightly closed and a smile on his lips.

Mo Qi asked: "Who are you?"

The man did not answer.

Mo Qi walked over and pushed the man, and the man collapsed straight down like a stiff puppet.

It was only then that Mo Qi realized with annoyance that he had been played by that female ghost.

At this time, the sound of silk and bamboo from nowhere suddenly became cheerful, and there were a few loud sounds of suona and flute. The combination was quite like the joy of folk weddings.

Suddenly there was a gust of evil wind outside the pavilion, and Mo Qi changed into the bridegroom's red robe as soon as his body cooled down, and the puppet-like man under his feet disappeared unknowingly.

The sound of the suona gradually approached. Mo Qi turned around and found that there were many people in red clothes standing on the other side of the Hanbaiyu Bridge, while Su Yi had changed into a bride-to-be, sitting on a small sedan chair carried by the two of them. She smiled at him with the tassel on her forehead.

"Husband."