Contract Spirit Beast Cultivation Manual

Chapter [-]

Priest House.

A group of people in brocade clothes and black robes hurried past the dead corridor of the priest's mansion, the rustling autumn wind whipped the plain white curtain, and the withered flowers and fallen trees outlined a chilling appearance.

A few big civet cats with white beards and eyebrows crawled over the wall, howling hoarsely and sharply, and followed closely with their long tails.

A group of people stopped at the main hall, the person in the head turned around slowly, and the people behind immediately retreated respectfully and orderly to the sides, leaving the empty main hall.

That person raised his head slightly, and it was only then that people could see clearly that this person was a young man.

The young man closed his eyes, and shook the wooden stick in his hand so heavily that the stone floor was shattered one by one.

"Bring me all the living things in this priest's mansion!"

After the subordinates got the order, they immediately dispersed, but within a short time, the huge priest's mansion had already been turned upside down.

The black-robed boy looked at a group of old and weak women and children kneeling in front of him, and the hand holding the stick couldn't help adding some strength, making the sound of bones loosening.

Is he really dead?It seems that he was too indulgent to that guy before.

"Where's your high priest?"

"Master, go home and retreat at Crow's Rest Terrace."

"Crow's Rest?"

The black-robed boy sneered disdainfully, raised his head, and the abyss-like black pupils seemed to be broken starlight, which flashed past and then fell into endless darkness.

"He's becoming more and more human."

"Patriarch, do you want this subordinate to go to Yaxi Terrace to invite the High Priest?"

"No, I'll go there personally. You go back and inform the three elders, pay attention to the situation in the imperial city, and keep it if you can. If he doesn't live up to it, he will abandon this pawn and make another plan. He must never let others deceive him." There is no one in my family!"

"Yes."

The young man put on a crow-black feather-woven cloak, the hood drooped to cover his pale eyebrows and vermilion paint on his forehead, and suddenly he turned into a flock of crows and flew out, leaving only a few black feathers slowly Fall, touch the ground and turn into dust, and die with the wind.

Yaqitai was originally a mass grave. Since the massacre of the city 300 years ago, almost all prisoners of war, plague victims, and death row prisoners have been exiled here. , Blood flowed like a river, and countless resentful spirits broke through the cracks of hell for the extravagant one meter of sunshine, staying in this miserable place in the world, making this place a verge of hell.After the high priest helped the eldest prince win the heir, he demanded that this place be used as a closed city, and Yaqitai was built.

It was originally a barren place, but now there is no vegetation, only a few scattered white thorns, stretching out from the black carrion pile, like a pale ghost claw, coming from the black Struggling to come out of hell, waiting for redemption.The flocks of crows among the branches, like the fruit hanging on the branches, showed a moist appearance, half-closed their blood-red eyes, and looked at the black-robed young man who was slowly walking through the corpse miasma that had been scattered all year round.

The crow's resting platform was built on top of the pile of corpses and bones. It is actually a huge altar. Every brick and stone is soaked in blood, and there are countless resentful spirits attached to it all day long. The yin and yang are mixed. It is an excellent place for witchcraft.

There is no one here, only a few puppets walking around numbly, doing some chores, occasionally raising their heads, staring at the vast sea of ​​suffering for a while, wondering what they are thinking.

This place is really simple, just an empty hall, surrounded by phosphorous fires, intricate magic circles on the ground, scattered with various ancient books and witchcraft tools, messy runes and spells on the walls, and countless others. that person's name.

In the center of the hall was a bed of blood-soaked warm jade, surrounded by long curtains, which were also dyed a sad red color, as if they were about to drip blood.

The childish young man, wearing an ill-fitting loose robe, sat quietly on the edge of the jade bed, looking at the sleeping young man, suddenly showed a sad and joyful expression, like madness.

"Brother, you must wait for me. As you said, you will always wait for me to grow up. When I grow up, we will leave the family together and go to a place full of flowers, where there is warm sunshine and tenderness. The clouds, the blue sky, everything that was once out of reach.”

"But it turned out they were all lying to me."

"Since my brother didn't keep his promise, then I don't want to promise my brother. Now I will never grow up, brother, this is the consequence of you deceiving me."

"Now we're even."

"Brother, I'm so cold, the parasites are starting to bite back, but it's okay, this lowly stupid thing can't do anything to me. That Chi Muge is gone, Anning City is over, and my plan is also over."

"We may never be able to live without our family."

"You don't know, how much I hate your lies, you have to remember, this is all your fault, you owe me, and you will never pay back, I want you to know the consequences of your own assertion, I want Make you regret it."

"Did you see my body? I am getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappear in this world forever, and everyone's memory of me will be erased together. In the end, in this world, there has never been pass me."

"You will feel distressed, right? But I will not soften my heart. I want you to remember the price of this pain. I want you to know that every day I suffer from the pain of broken bones. Every time I get smaller, it feels like I walked through purgatory, and all the pain is because of you, I bear it willingly, this is my punishment for you."

A crow landed and stood aside making noise.

"Brother, look, someone has come to disturb us again, what should we do, no matter where we go, we can't get rid of it."

The young man in black robe suddenly appeared in the flickering flames, looking down at them from a height.

"He is dead."

"You killed him."

"He died willingly for you."

"Ha, ha ha ha ha..."

"why are you laughing?"

"Zhu, you have no heart, so you will never be loved. You will not know this pain, because you have never experienced that kind of happiness. One day, you die, and no one will really love you as Zhu Sad and crying, your name will be carved into the family monument, your body will be buried in the family mausoleum, and become an object of admiration for others, but your poor soul can only be accompanied by rats and bugs in the tomb, day by day Enduring the torment of loneliness every night."

"Xiu, you have to know, he is a ghost, this is the path he chose."

"For that ridiculous curse?"

"That's the original sin that our family bears."

Babies born in the ghost clan are all twins, and they are destined to be soul-defective people. When the twins are 21 years old, the stronger one can take away part of the other's soul to supplement their own soul, thus becoming a complete twin. "People" possess great power, while the remaining ones will become "ghosts" because of their incomplete souls, slowly losing their consciousness and becoming evil ghosts whose bodies are out of control.

In order to maintain the excellence of the family members, the ghost clan stipulates that the twins must have a duel when they are 21 years old. In the end, the "human" will kill the "ghost", and the body of each "ghost" will also be made into a puppet to become a "human". "The vassal.

Not everyone is willing to kill their brothers and sisters to become stronger. At this time, the Presbyterian Council will send sword bearers to enforce the family rules and kill the weaker side.

"Did you know? In fact, those two signatures were written in his name back then."