Ghosts Linger (Two in One)

Chapter 105 The lingering ghost (two-in-one)

Li Wuxiang wiped away the sticky blood on his face and stretched out all the tentacles in his body, sensing anything around him that might pose a threat to him.

The first thing I heard was the sound, the howling that filled the world, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, sometimes far and sometimes near. When it didn't stop, it was like a fierce wind!

As soon as he heard this voice, he immediately felt restless, a violent emotion surged into his heart, and he could hardly help but howl along with it. He immediately used his energy to barely suppress this feeling and looked around.

Everything was black and red, and the fishy smell was so strong that it couldn't be dissolved, as if feces, blood, and rotten matter were mixed together and mixed into the surrounding blood mist.

His usually excellent eyesight seemed to be useless here, and the skin on his body was sizzling, as if it was also being corroded by the blood mist. Only the tentacles that reached out could capture something in the air——

Malice that was far more violent than what he saw in the mirror enveloped him, and countless things climbed onto him the moment he appeared. He felt that if he could see it, he would be tightly wrapped by countless evil ghosts. , not even a single gap is left!

These things were talking in his ears one after another, making his head buzz. Li Wuxiang closed his mouth tightly and tried his best to concentrate and not let himself think about them.

Zhao Qi pulled himself in. But what about Zhao Qi?

As soon as this idea came up, a pile of scattered white bones immediately appeared in the blood mist under his feet.

In Lingshan... Do we need to be connected to see it?

No wonder. He had just responded to Zhao Qi's words in the mirror before, and he suddenly got pregnant.

He squatted down, reached out and gently touched the bone. It was tactile, but light, as if there was a thin layer between it and my fingers. The reason why we can be sure that this is Zhao Qi is because there is a wound on the skull that was penetrated by a knife - it was left when he was told to be freed that day.

It seems to have become a dead thing. When it was time to pull himself into the spiritual mountain, he exhausted his own energy.

So he reached into his arms, took out three sticks of incense and lit it.

When you light incense in the sun, the smoke will rise and then disperse. But the smoke here becomes thinner as soon as it emerges, only a little bit around the fire head. He remembered the words he used when burning paper to offer sacrifices in his previous life, and shouted: "Don't fight with outsiders!"

The aroma gathered instantly. He held the incense around Zhao Qi's bones and slowly circled it - he didn't know if this would be useful, but since he wanted to enjoy the power of the incense, he should treat it like a dead horse.

Then the smoke no longer rose, but slowly flowed downwards, soaking into the gaps between the bones. Then it became stained with blood, lingered, slowly became like substance, and then turned into strands of flesh and blood.

Once the head is opened, the flesh and blood will grow extremely fast, and the line of fire from the incense head will burn downwards rapidly as if it has been sucked in several times. After about five or six breaths, the three sticks of incense were burned to the root, and a bloody skinned human figure appeared in front of him, and then it was covered with a layer of gravel as if it had grown skin.

Zhao Qi's two eyes stained with black blood rolled around, and he made a hoarse voice from his throat: "You are really majestic now. When you come to Lingshan, your expression remains unchanged. You are worthy of being refined by my master... Zhao Puppet. Looking at you like this, you are indeed not a human being."

"Things that are not human may not be worse than people. Why can't I see anything? Where is Zhao Puppet?"

Zhao Qi slowly got up from the ground, touched his facial features, his face was broken with blood, and smiled: "Do you remember the house of the Xue family? Just like you are now at the entrance of the yard, Zhao Puppet's ancient cave is on the roof of the main house. Go up. You only need to go up six or seven steps and you can see him in the cave. Hahahaha, he is also looking at you at the entrance of the cave!"

Li Wuxiang glanced in the direction he pointed, but still could only see a blur of black and red blood mist.

He smiled: "It almost scared me."

Zhao Qi smiled widely: "Oh, my disciple will be scared too. Okay, listen, I'll teach you the last thing... Why is it called Lingshan? Lingshan is only in your heart. It has to be realized. , you can see it. Are you covered with the evil ghosts here now? As long as you pronounce their names, your skin will be peeled off immediately. Now you know why I told you in the first place, stay away from things you shouldn't care about, and don't read them. Don’t recite the scriptures anymore.”

"So now Zhao Puppet is looking at you, but you can't see it. But as long as you offer him a stick of incense, you can see it immediately!"

"But why can't he see me?"

Zhao Qi laughed as if he could still breathe, laughing so hard that he was out of breath: "Because he thinks you are still in the mirror! Hahahahahaha, but if he thinks you are coming, he will immediately see it !”

He put away his devilish smile and said, "Do you know how to get out?"

Li Wuxiang shook his head: "I don't know."

"I heard Zhao Puppet say that you are considered a ghost fairy. Then someone needs to worship you, and with your thoughts, you can hear that person... Listen carefully, and look for it carefully. Catch. Following his thoughts, I naturally went out. But I haven't tried it! I don't know if it's possible! But if you stay here for too long and don't have any incense, you will have no choice but to do it. Slowly turned into an evil ghost, and then slowly transformed into a pool of blood."

Zhao Qi stared at him and said: "I don't know what you are capable of now. I just tell you how to deal with him. Zhao Puppet is a god, unless one day everyone in the world forgets him. Otherwise, even if you can defeat him, you won't be able to kill him completely. As long as he remains in Lingshan, even if he turns into an evil ghost, as long as someone remembers his position, he can resurrect."

Li Wuxiang thought for a while: "But you just said that if you become an evil ghost, you will slowly turn into a pool of blood -"

"Ah, yes. It will take thousands of years, can you wait? So listen, after you defeat him, take out what he left behind!" Zhao Qi said viciously, "Suppress him ! Use whatever method is powerful! If you can get the Sun Way, go to the Sun Way. People use divine thunder to strike him! Thunder will fly to the sky for seventy-seven and forty-nine days to see if he dies! If you can’t find anyone, give it to someone from the Six-Bud Xuan Sect or the Sword Sect! What he left behind can barely be called the remains of an immortal, it’s a good thing! You can change it to whatever you want!”

"When you kill him, you need to be fierce and energetic! Just like that swordsman back then! You need to hit the target with one blow and don't give him a chance to backhand. As long as he understands here, you can't beat him!"

After saying these words, Zhao Qi seemed to yawn, and a layer of red mist slowly appeared on his body, as if the smoke that had turned into flesh and blood could not be gathered and was about to disperse again.

He sighed: "One more thing. Didn't you become the leader of the Ranshan Sect? I heard Zhao Puppet talk about the illusion. You can't control the illusion, right? The principles of Ranshan's things are actually the same. Yes, turn reality into reality and reality into reality. If you want to use that illusion, just find a place and rebuild the mountain gate exactly the same, and the thing will naturally spread out. "

"Okay." Zhao Qi sighed again, "Just do it."

Li Wuxiang frowned and thought for a while: "Is this how I'm going to kill Zhao Puppet?"

"Oh, at this time, if you say these things again, you will underestimate me." Zhao Qi smiled coldly, "It's not that I don't know what you want to do, the reason why I told you those things is just because of your That's right There is some truth... I understand. I am so good to him, but he abandons me like a shoe! It's ridiculous that I have lived for so long, but you can't see clearly. Come on, kill me first, and then kill Zhao Puppet. "

Li Wuxiang was silent for a moment, then reached into his arms, took out three more incense sticks, lit them, and threw them on Zhao Qi.

Zhao Qi was stunned, his mouth was open and his eyes were staring straight at him.

"Sometimes, what I say doesn't mean it. But sometimes, it's actually true." Li Wuxiang smiled, "Master, I said I don't think you are hateful, but that doesn't mean others don't think you are hateful. You went all the way to find Zhao Puppet, you have taken away so many lives and killed so many people, they must hate you. If you die like this, who will you tell those who lost their lives in vain?"

"So you can't die yet, you should continue to stay in Lingshan. When I have time in the future, I will visit the villages and towns you have passed through again, and I will also tell them which things are very effective in worshiping - if they harm people, they will You should make some amends. I don’t know what the rules are in Lingshan, but it should be easier for others to think of your good qualities than to think of your bad qualities.”

He sighed: "I said that I think you are a kind person at heart, and that's true. Master, learn to be a good person. Whether you believe it or not, I may know better than you how uncomfortable it is to be resentful and gnashing your teeth. Do it. Do something good and you will feel better.”

The three incense sticks were burning slowly, and Zhao Qi was still in a daze. After a long time, he suddenly threw himself down on the ground, his chest heaved and he let out a long breath.

A ghost can't breathe, but he actually breathed out—a thick black and red turbid air that looked like an arrow. The sand and gravel on his body suddenly trembled, then scattered from his body, disappearing in the blood mist.

He still looked flayed, but the surface of his body was already shiny with blood, instead of the previous black and red, cracked, dirty appearance mixed with mud and sand.

Li Wuxiang didn't know what this change meant, but his intuition told him that it was a good thing - was Zhao Qi overthinking it? In Lingshan, thoughts seem to be extremely important... His resentment has dissipated, so it must have affected himself.

He smiled and patted Zhao Qi's arm: "I'll help you get your skin back. Also, this is not called bullying the master and destroying the ancestors, this is called cleaning up the family!"

He took out the last three incense sticks from his arms and lit them, silently thinking about Zhao Puppet's appearance in Jinshui at that time - a cloud of black air, only two of the three flowers on his head were left, and the human skin was dancing around him, and then he suddenly turned toward Zhao Puppet before him. Look in the direction pointed by Qi.

He saw the ancient cave!

It was an even more gloomy and gloomy cave entrance in a black and red blood mist.

Breaking evil requires Qi and blood, and he has almost no Qi and blood, but he can use everything around him!

Li Wuxiang's tentacles scattered outside his body began to suck, and in just two or three breaths, they changed from white to pink, and then from pink to red. The things that originally entangled him tightly seemed to scream in his ears. Some of them immediately fled, but more were sucked by his tentacles and quickly lost their weight and dispersed in the blood.

The True Immortal Body Dao Pian in his body then rotated rapidly, turning all the vicious energy of the spirit mountain into pure blood, which slowly gathered on his flying sword.

The small sword gradually glowed with blood, causing it to tremble and buzz in the body, as if it was eager to break out of the body.

So he suppressed it by force, crouched down, and climbed towards the ancient cave with his hands and feet.

After climbing four or five steps, he reached the cave entrance. He dodged and stuck to the side of the cave, only sticking one eye out to look into the cave——

How did Zhao Kui... become like this? !

His body was still a ball of black mist, but there was a golden light on his body, vaguely forming an outline... as if it was a golden armor! The faint light emitted by this golden armor not only coated the two remaining blood flowers on his head with a layer of golden light, but also faintly formed a third golden flower!

And his face became clearer, closer to the appearance of the Kitchen God seen in Jinshui!

He was about to have the three flowers gathered at the top of his head again!

A month ago, before leaving Jinshui, Zhao Kui begged and coerced him, saying that he was about to die, but now, Li Wuxiang felt that he was about to return to the state when he fought with Zeng Jianqiu. Where did he get the power of vows to practice? ?

At this time, Zhao Kui was sitting in the darkness of the ancient cave, and his posture was really like a sacred one. He used the human skin as tentacles and danced slowly in the void around him. Li Wuxiang observed for a while and found that it was not aimless, but seemed to be plucking something.

As soon as this thought came to him, he really saw it-

There were actually many clear lights in the darkness, like tiny ripples in the air, and tiny human voices were coming from those ripples. Li Wuxiang just concentrated on listening for a while, and the ripples began to shake slightly, and Zhao Kui's head suddenly straightened, as if he had noticed something.

He immediately stopped thinking-the human voices coming from the ripples sounded gentle and pious, not like the whispers of the evil spirits heard in the mirror, full of resentment. That... is it the prayer of a living person? I was going to listen just now, and I might have almost robbed him of his incense.

Who else is worshiping him? There are so many ripples, and I don’t know how many people there are!

Hit the target with one strike, hit the target with one strike... It seems that now is not the best time. Li Wuxiang used his hands and feet again and slowly retreated. But just when he was about to disappear into the blood mist, a thought suddenly crossed his mind-

Golden Armor... Taiyi... That, dream!

After killing Xu Daosheng, I had the dream I had that night when I camped on the way back to Deyang with Cheng Peixin and Cheng Shengfei!

At that time, I thought that the evil spirit had changed the way to communicate with me and became a dream. But what if... it was not the evil spirit that came to me in the dream, but Zhao Kui? Before going to bed that night, I was thinking about establishing a sect, so he took advantage of the opportunity?

He knew that the martial arts temple in Deyang was occupied by monsters, so he wanted me to go to the martial arts temple to get rid of the monsters, and then let him live in it? !

The ghost is still there... Ha! What a good thing to say!