Inscription of Different Cases

"Huo Lingle...it's Huo Lingle!"

Han Lang covered the corner of his mouth abruptly, suppressing the exclamation that was about to blurt out.But it was too late, he and He Yijiu had already attracted the attention of everyone in the room.As if something immutable had been abruptly broken, people's expressions were dull, their faces were chapped inch by inch, and their seven orifices were bleeding, but they still stared at them motionlessly.The lights crackled and exploded several lanterns, and the bright color faded to a strange dark blue in an instant, shining brightly.

"It's the musician! The source of the yin energy is his charming song!" He Yijiu finally came to his senses, "But the music is invisible, how can we destroy it!?"

Han Lang smiled wryly, if he knew, he wouldn't be stuck here any longer.

The endless silence was frightening. Except for Han Lang and He Yijiu, everyone on the field seemed to have their vocal cords cut off in an instant, unable to make a sound.The strange fireflies shone on their smeared faces, and the pus and blood dripped down their bodies and gathered into a pool. At first glance, it was a scene in hell...

"When did you, take, take the new score?"

"Play the piano to add to the fun, play the piano to add to the fun, add to the fun."

A melodious music came from nowhere, it was very cold, like a song calling for souls.The guests moved, their bodies twisted, their limbs overlapped, and each of them took on completely unimaginable postures.Like a puppet tangled in silk threads, with its arms twisted behind its back and its head tilted to its chest.They are still talking, just like they have repeated countless times in these three days and nights, they are going to hold a banquet and continue the show of hiding hooks.It seems that there is a kind of power controlling them in the dark, but this power is weakening, and it is not enough to maintain their actions, so--

"I don't know how you have practiced. It's an ordinary drinking order, come to play a game of hidden hook?"

"Great, terrific terrific--"

The voice was hoarse and stuck, like a machine that couldn't work.The flesh is rotting, the corpses are covered with spots, and the lips of the donkey are not right.Just as Xu Shigu took two steps, a rotten arm fell limply to the ground.But he bowed to Han Lang with his non-existent arm, and his voice was as ugly as digging a slate with his nails. Behind the two rows of scorched teeth, there was a flesh-red blood-like hole: "I don't know you two. Where are you? Long time, long time .”

Han Lang swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and pulled He Yijiu back a step.The glowing dim light ignited on the candles, the black mist spread, and a pungent stench filled the air.All the guests, men and women, old and young, were divided into teams and played with the hidden hook ecstatically.The scene was extremely weird, the crowd was in constant commotion like an absurd puppet show, the tiny wrenching fingers passed through countless pairs of festering hands, like a white maggot, and finally disappeared in a person's joints.

It wasn't until Xu Shigu grabbed He Yijiu's wrist with his bone-chilling palm that he came to his senses and pulled Han Lang back to escape.At this moment, there was a shrill hiss in mid-air, and Shen Minggui's ghost driver screamed and rushed towards Xu Shigu's face, its sharp claws tore open the rotten flesh, and pierced directly into the eye sockets.

"Wait, he-"

"It can't be saved!" He Yijiu roared, "First find a way to stop this music!"

The whole body of the musician is covered on the body of the qin. Rather than playing, it is better to say that he is controlled by the strings, and his body seems to be glued to the qin and cannot break free.He Yijiu rushed forward and pulled, only to hear a ripping sound, followed by the wet movement of blood and flesh splattering.The musician was like a mass of rotten meat, his whole body was torn apart, his internal organs leaked all over the floor, but his hands were still connected to the piano, playing sequentially.

"What to do!" Han Lang was in a cold sweat.The music sounded like a flood coming from all directions, like ghosts walking in the night, and the cold air was bursting, gradually overwhelming the mountains and seas.The turmoil in the rear was even worse, the wind filled the air, and when they turned their heads, the crowd became crazy and frenzied, twitching and struggling amidst the intense music, as if being chased and burned by an invisible flame.Even so, they didn't stop playing. They scratched the ground with shapeless hands, and whispered harshly: "Where are you hiding...where..."

"Admit defeat... I won't admit defeat..."

"Bastard!" He Yijiu scolded, he and Han Lang escaped the splashed flesh and blood together, each of them tried to tear apart the arm attached to the piano, but the other stood still like a huge rock.

"Get out of the way!" Han Lang yelled, raised his sword and dropped it, only to hear the sound of "Dang", the string snapped and flew past his nose.A burst of cold air hit, like a burning cold flame engulfing the limbs in an instant.Han Lang took half a step back and was held in He Yijiu's arms.I saw that after the strings of the piano were broken, the ghostly sound was still overflowing, piercing the eardrum like a sharp arrow, and immediately had a splitting headache.

"No, this method won't work!" Han Lang said in pain, clutching his temple.He and He Yijiu were almost knocked down to the ground by the cold air, and they managed to stabilize their footsteps when they suddenly saw a white figure rushing in from the door, rushing towards Xu Shigu who was already kneeling on the ground.

"Master! Ma'am!"

He Yijiu hurriedly shouted: "Rabbit! Don't go there! They are controlled by the music and have already lost their minds!"

Bai Zitu listened but didn't hear, Shen Minggui, the strange bird was fighting with him, he suddenly turned into a white rabbit the size of a cheetah, he fell on the ground with his front body, and kicked the strange bird away with his hind legs.Xu Shigu on the ground was silent, and Xu Shi beside him was also stumbling, his sight lost.Here, Bai Zitu transformed back into that ten-year-old child, hugging the dismembered bodies of the two, and crying loudly.

"You kid, is this the time to do this now!" He Yijiu's eyes were red with anxiety, and he rushed up to tear the child away, "I asked you to find a cat! Why are you crying!"

Han Lang also squatted in front of Bai Zitu and said anxiously: "Here are just trapped souls, get out early and your master might be able to save them!"

However, Bai Zitu was crying out of breath: "I, I know, but -- I can't help it for a while..."

After that, he wiped away his tears sparingly, and said with a sob: "The cat is outside the door, I brought it here."

The two immediately looked at the door, and the white cat was really lying on the door, turning a blind eye to the tragic situation in the house.He Yijiu and Han Lang exchanged glances, one of them went back to compete with Huo Lingle, and the other rushed outside to catch the cat in his arms.The cat hissed and screamed, scratching Han Lang's face and hands with bloodstains all over.Now he couldn't care less, when he rushed back to the vicinity of the musician, he saw He Yijiu being bounced away by the piano body again, and fell heavily to the ground.

"It's a fucking thing! It can't be destroyed at all!"

Han Lang grabbed the cat with one hand and helped He Yijiu up with the other.Cold sweat kept rolling down his forehead and fell into his eyes, causing a burning pain in his eyeballs.The guests in the room were still surging and struggling, and their limbs fell off, turning into shocking wrecks one after another.The yin qi soared, and a cold air filled with black mist surrounded the place, and the surroundings were frighteningly cold. In the panic, only a miserable voice was still singing slowly: "Drunk sitting on the hidden hook, in front of the red candle, I don't know where the hook is. , if one side--"

"Damn it!" Han Lang couldn't help but swear, he slashed at the body of the piano with his sword, and was bounced away again, "This time - I'm really going to be trapped to death here!"

The cat hissed and screamed in Han Lang's arms, its bright red toothless mouth opened wide, protruding like blood.Bai Zitu covered his face, trembling all over: "I feel so uncomfortable, so cold..."

The more and more turbulent Yin Qi hit, Han Lang also felt cold all over, if He Yijiu hadn't supported him, he would have almost sat on the ground limply.The cold piled up endlessly around him, and Bai Zitu was crying even more desperately. Han Lang felt his limbs were stiff, dizzy, and even had a feeling of being out of body.

He Yijiu hugged him tightly, his teeth were clenched, his eyebrows and hair were covered with a layer of glistening blue flames, which instantly froze like ice.The music is still melodious, neither fast nor slow, floating around like an evil ghost urging to death.Both of them knew that they had reached their limit, and Huo Lingle's power was too strong to resist--

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a while, but the scene inside is very strange." Shen Minggui's voice sounded from He Yijiu, it was the porcelain plate, and the smiling face appeared inside, "Great, beautiful, It's like an ice hell."

He Yijiu wanted to scold him, but his tongue was so cold that he couldn't speak.Han Lang stretched out a pair of stiff hands, snatched the tile and threw it in front of his eyes: "You——haven't told us what to do?"

Shen Minggui didn't seem to hear it, he still smiled faintly: "It turns out it's the soul-confusing music. 'When a person dies, the soul will not disperse, and there are officials in the underworld to play music, advocating to lure the dead into the nether world, so that they cannot ascend to heaven, so it is called soul-confusing music'." Tsk tsk, the music in the underworld has spread to the human world, it's a pity that the musician has no intention of harming people, but caused such a tragedy. It's sad, sad, sad."

He Yijiu slammed his fist hard on the side of the tile, and said with difficulty: "Fuck, stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and save people!"

"Why should I save your lives?" Shen Minggui smiled again, but there was no smile in his eyes, only a cold air, "Your affairs have nothing to do with me. Huolingyue's power is limited, and it is probably almost over. I will wait for you to die later." Tou, if I break the formation again, wouldn't it be peaceful and happy?"

"You--" Han Lang was short of breath for a moment, his eyes widened so much that he wished he could spew out fire and burn the bastard to death, "If that's the case, then get out! No one will beg you!"

Shen Minggui laughed loudly: "What a guy with backbone! It's a pity, I'm still a disciple of Huangshanliu after all, otherwise I really want to fulfill your wish! --Go and get the pills I gave you."

He Yijiu reacted faster, and risked being torn to pieces by Yin Qi, gathered up the broken pills and poured them into the silver bowl.Shen Minggui continued: "Put the pills on the body of the qin. Young master of the Han family, now I will read a sentence, you repeat a sentence, pay attention to concentration, free your mind, and make no mistakes."

As soon as the words were finished, without waiting for anyone to react, Shen Minggui closed his eyes and began to chant the mantra.This incantation is like scriptures, hard to understand, but continuous like gurgling water.Han Lang hurriedly followed, for some reason, he had never practiced incantations, but at this moment he was able to recite the incantations Shen Minggui recited word for word, even he himself was surprised.

"The qin is cracked!" He Yijiu said, he pressed his arms down, and the pills were embedded in the body of the qin inch by inch, like a hard object inserted into the flesh, forcing out a hole.The sound of the music was getting weaker and weaker, and the surrounding Yin Qi flowed from them like a flood. Even those broken limbs and broken arms, and those horrible dead corpses were also washed away to pieces and flowed down the river.The bodies of Han Lang and his party were tossed and tossed by the surging yin energy, but they were like rocks in the water, standing firmly on the ground and not moving.

As the incantation continued, Han Lang only felt a splitting headache, and closed his eyes reflexively, as if the incantation exhausted all his strength in an instant. , if he didn't hold his breath, he could faint to the ground at any time.Seeing him in pain, He Yijiu panicked and supported him, but he didn't know what else he could do to help him.Han Lang's brows were furrowed tightly, his heart felt like a knife was twisted, he only hated himself for being so powerless, that he couldn't even bear the pain for him.

"A-Lang, A-Lang! Bear with me--I'll be with you, I'll be with you--"

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Han Lang's lips, and his eyes were slightly opened, filled with the reflection of He Yijiu.That's right, at this critical juncture, he is not carrying one's life alone.No matter how difficult it is, he has to hold on!

At this moment, Bai Zitu let out a scream, the black mist faded, and a reddish light appeared in front of his eyes.The cat no longer hissed miserably, and jumped to the ground as if suddenly finding its way, and galloped towards the bright light--

"Follow it!" He Yijiu roared.Han Lang coughed out a mouthful of blood, and found that Shen Minggui's chanting sound had disappeared, and he himself stopped in a daze.He Yijiu dragged him to run outside, his feet were so weak that he couldn't stand up.In the end, his body lightened instantly, and his vision met He Yijiu's chin in a flash, and he was hugged horizontally by the other party!

"you--!"

He couldn't help shouting, and wanted to say that he could still walk, but He Yijiu didn't pay attention to what he was saying, and just yelled: "You are so heavy! If you move again, we will fall together!"

Han Lang kept silent, and saw the scene receding rapidly, followed by only a huge white rabbit and that colorful strange bird.Then the red light became brighter and brighter, and turned into a bright fire cloud in the sky. They were enveloped by this bright light, and the darkness receded, disappearing in an instant.

-- everything collapses.

The warmth of summer rose like a tide, and everything happened in an instant, so fast that people couldn't make any reaction.A group of people fell to the ground and fell to the ground.As soon as the fluttering ghost pilot met the sun, it turned into green smoke and disappeared, and Bai Zitu also changed back into a human form, and the cat ran away long ago.Han Lang and He Yijiu held their drowsy heads, feeling dizzy and unable to get up for a long time.

"Are you back?" He Yijiu murmured.Han Lang pushed away his arm that was pressing on his chest, and propped up his upper body with great effort. He only saw the sky was blue, with only a few wisps of clouds floating around, and everything was peaceful. .

"I'm back." He sighed in surprise.

The two supported each other to get up and looked around.This is a courtyard with mountains and water, the layout is very familiar, it is inside Xu's house.But this place is too quiet, as if there are only a few of them.He Yijiu's hearing is good, but he can't hear a single movement, only the voices of people on the street in the distance, and the house is quiet, as if it has been forgotten by the world.

Han Lang also gradually recovered from the surprise, and said to himself: "Could it be..."

A miserable cry interrupted their thoughts. It turned out that when they were still in a daze, Bai Zitu had left them and rushed into the inner room.The crying came from him, and the two hurriedly followed in to have a look, and were almost fainted by the strong stench of corpses.The ground was full of the corpses of the guests. It seemed that they had been dead for four or five days. Xu Shigu and Xu Shi were also among them. There was also the musician sitting on one side holding the piano, his body had already begun to rot.

It seems that it is their wishful thinking that people can still be saved if their souls are imprisoned.From the moment the Huoling music starts playing, everyone who hears the music has died.The souls are trapped in the yin formation, unable to reincarnate. If Han Lang and the others hadn't come to get involved, these innocent souls would linger here forever, continue to go to banquets, and continue to hide hooks...

"Pindao has notified the government," said a moderate voice from behind, "If you don't want to be implicated, you'd better get out of this place quickly."

Sure enough, it was Shen Minggui, standing calmly behind them.When He Yijiu heard his voice, he immediately turned around angrily, and grabbed his collar: "You fake bull nose! I still have a lot of old debts with you!"

"Oh, oh, I'm really impulsive," Shen Minggui laughed, and took a few steps back. He Yijiu pressed him directly against the wall, his feet were off the ground, but there was no panic on his face, "If it weren't for me, you would have already and went with them."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his voice, whispered a few words next to He Yijiu's ear: "I see, the little brother of the Han family doesn't know about you yet, does he?"

He Yijiu's expression changed drastically, and he let go of him through gritted teeth, allowing him to float a few steps away.The three of them were in a stalemate, until Han Lang frowned and thanked Shen Minggui reluctantly, and the other party laughed out loud: "No need, no need. This favor is already owed, how can you pay it back?" Well, Pindao is really looking forward to it."

His sinister smile sent chills down the spine.Han Lang and He Yijiu felt more aggrieved than ever before, they kept silent and sulked with their heads buried.No one spoke for a while, only Bai Zitu's intermittent crying was left in the wide courtyard.

In less than half an hour, people from the government came.

Of course everyone was summoned for interrogation, and since Shen Minggui was dressed as a Taoist priest, and the case did not seem artificial, all questions were directed to him.Shen Minggui answered fluently and explained clearly.According to him, "Huo Ling Le" was originally a magic technique in the underworld, which was used to lead lost souls back to the nether world.I don't know why this technique spread to the mortal world, and appeared in some small countries in the Western Regions, becoming a kind of sorcery.

Because Huolingle can confuse the soul and even make the corpse move on its own, it is often used to move the corpse for funeral.No one knows the consequences of using it on a living person, and no one will try it.This piece of music never entered the Central Plains, but it was inadvertently learned by the musicians invited by the Xu Mansion, which eventually led to a tragedy.

"Speaking of it, it's also the result of ignorance and greed," Shen Minggui said coldly, "If it wasn't for fame, why would he ask someone to dig a grave and obtain this 'untitled music'. In the end, he deserved it for hurting himself and others."

What he said was harsh, but no one could refute it. In addition, he was a disciple of the barren mountain and had a certain reputation among the people, so the government quickly released him.Thanks to him, Han Lang and He Yijiu were not made things difficult. The two of them really felt aggrieved enough this time. Although on the surface they were still calm, they blamed themselves and felt remorse behind their backs. Although they hated Shen Minggui , but also had to thank him for saving his life.

"Pindao is one step ahead," Shen Minggui waved at the two of them lightly when he came out of the government office, "There is still a long way to go, and the favour, Pindao will wait for the two of you to choose a day to return it."

He Yijiu said coldly, "No."

Seeing Shen Minggui's back disappearing into the corner of the street, both of them felt a sense of relief, but more of it was melancholy that they didn't know how to describe.They had nothing to say all the way, they returned to the Xu mansion, the relatives of the Xu family had received the news, some of them had arrived, and they were directing the servants to order a coffin for the funeral.The entire Xu Mansion was desolate, and Bai Zitu curled up in a corner outside, looking gloomy, like a lost animal.

The Persian cat had been with him, licking its paws peacefully, seemingly unaware of all this.Han Lang and He Yijiu looked at each other, the former stepped forward first, rubbed Bai Zitu's head, and sighed: "Don't be too sad, your master has already untied his shackles and re-entered reincarnation. You will see each other again soon." to him."

Bai Zitu gave a low "Mmm", a teardrop was dangling from the tip of his nose, the moment he moved, the teardrop was quickly licked away by the cat.

"mum--"

The cat rubbed against his trousers, its eyes sparkling.Touched by the scene, Bai Zitu hugged the cat's neck and cried "wow", choked up, "Are you willing to follow me, as long as you don't eat me, I will, I will support you like a master..."

The cat meowed again, jumped onto his belly with a bow, and curled up comfortably.He Yijiu couldn't help but let out a laugh, and said with emotion: "This guy is spiritual, following you, he might become a genius someday."

Han Lang nodded: "A guide who can lead us out of the Yin formation must not be easy."

Bai Zitu listened silently, and finally buried his head in the soft fur of the cat, sobbing softly.The two didn't bother him anymore, and after a while, Bai Zitu came over with the cat in his arms and said goodbye to them.

"I plan to wait for the master with it," Bai Zitu raised his face and said, "Thank you, Han Daxia, congratulations... Daxia."

Han Lang didn't understand why he paused inexplicably when he mentioned He Yijiu, and even flinched timidly.But He Yijiu obviously didn't care, and patted him on the head encouragingly: "Okay, boy, if you need anything, come to us directly."

Bai Zitu smiled shyly: "Then... there will be a period later."

"There will be a period later."