Hachishomon

A few bright stars, the wind is also a lot lighter.

Jiang Hongling saw it, and asked, "Young Master Lu, also know astrology?"

"fur"

Lu Wangchuan stopped suddenly, and said solemnly, "Here we come."

The ground under my feet trembled undetectably, and there was something rushing under the ground, and it didn't stop, it didn't stop.

Jiang Hongling didn't expect this person's reaction to be so sensitive, even the slightest disturbance could escape his ears, so he couldn't help asking: "What is it? It's so dark."

Lu Wangchuan suddenly moved his wrist a few times, tightened his cuffs and said, "There are all of them, watch out for your feet!"

After finishing speaking, the arm that held her suddenly flew up!

An arm broke through the ground and brushed past Jiang Hongling's ankle.

Jiang Hongling was not something in the pool either, so when he saw this, he immediately pulled out the long sword on his back and swung it at the murderous corpse on the ground.

Lu Wangchuan didn't have a weapon, so he squatted on a pillar with a dilapidated black fan hanging on it, watching the movement on the ground.

Fierce corpses emerged from the ground continuously. They were like walking dead, exposing tattered flesh and bones. Some of the corpses were half rotten, half human and half bone. The clothes on their bodies could vaguely tell that they were soldiers when they were alive. .

The soldiers who died defending the country and defending the country fell to the present situation after their death. Who made the best use of everything to bury the bodies of these people here, and waited for a long time to turn them into dead soldiers.

He Lianxian also drew out his long sword to slay the murderous corpses, his movements were nimble and his skills were good, although he didn't have a very powerful sword style, but he was already a little bit high, just short of fire.

But Jiang Hua only defended and did not attack, and his light and agile figure shuttled among the murderous corpses, but he never let him get close.

These ferocious corpses are not clumsy, they move quickly, they are even stronger than before, and they are immortal. Jiang Hongling cut off the arm of a ferocious corpse, and the vicious corpse continued to attack Jiang Hongling without feeling the pain. It also squirmed on the ground and waited for an opportunity to move, and it really couldn't kill it.

He Lianxian's ankle was caught by the severed arm and he couldn't move. The two murderous corpses surrounded him again, and it became more and more difficult to cope.

Lu Wangchuan threw a stone out of his palm and hit the corpse's severed arm to relieve Helian Xian's urgent need, then looked up at the astrology, there were too few astrology, and he didn't bring an astrolabe, even the simplest eighth house constellation Can't be formed, how can this be good...

Jiang Hongling chopped off the head of a murderous corpse, thick black blood splashed all over her body immediately, the severed corpse screamed, and even more fiercely summoned his companions to drive Jiang Hongling to a dead end step by step.

When Jiang Hongling was unable to retreat, he saw Lu Wangchuan squatting high on the flagpole and looking up at the sky, and shouted: "Young Master Lu, take the sword!"

A silver sword flew towards him, Lu Wangchuan reached out to catch it, stood up with his toes on the flagpole, weighed the sword's weight, and then swung the sword diagonally.

The sharp and powerful sword energy chopped off the group of corpses at the waist like a cut, and the roar of the murderous corpses instantly swallowed Dongfengli.

"Beheading is useless"

Lu Wangchuan stood on the flagpole and said, "Cut him in half and let him crawl around, so we can handle it."

Jiang Hua kicked away the upper body of a murderous corpse that was crawling towards him with its hands, and snorted, "It's such a beautiful word, you can hit you so hard and still hide so high? It really has nothing to do with you."

Lu Wangchuan: "It's all in the past! It's all in the past! Tear his mouth to pieces!"

Jiang Hua: "Tear one up and try! I'll make you sleepless forever!"

He Lianxian: "When are you still arguing! Damn, he bit my ankle! Senior Lu!"

Jiang Hongling flew over to cut off the wrist of the severed arm, and pulled him aside, still dressed in a disheveled demeanor, calmly said: "Jiang Hua, you can start now."

Jiang Hua flew towards Lu Wangchuan on tiptoe, and elbowed him away: "Others are standing in the latrine and not shitting, but you are standing on the pole to bask in the moon, go away!"

Lu Wangchuan gave him the pole, and stood on the roof next to him. Instead of arguing with him, he raised his head again and used his thoughts to drive away the clouds in the sky. It's not that there are no stars tonight, but that the stars are covered by thick clouds .

Jiang Hua pulled out the jade flute from his waist, and played a beautiful twist on his fingertips. The jade flute was placed horizontally on his lips, and the gentle sound of the flute flowed out like a ring of clear springs...

Hearing the sound of the stringed flute, Lu Wangchuan couldn't help turning his head to look at him: "I thought you could only play some haunting tunes."

As soon as Jiang Hua picked up the flute, he seemed to be a different person. He closed his eyes and focused on the jade flute in his hand, playing the song 'Hometown'.

This song is intended to comfort the undead on the battlefield and let their souls return to their hometown. Although it is only an illusion in Dongfeng, this illusion is enough to confuse these corpses and temporarily tame them.

Jiang Hongling suddenly ran forward: "Young Master Lu, the mass grave!"

Lu Wangchuan ran forward with her on the eaves with his sword in hand, and He Lianxian stayed behind to protect Jianghua. As long as the flute keeps playing, Jianghua cannot be disturbed.

It wasn't until now that Lu Wangchuan realized that the dead men in Dongfeng were just guarding the gates of the mass graves. To put it crudely, they were watchdogs, and the mass graves were the big show tonight.

At the end of the alley was a hillside that was neither high nor low. Lu Wangchuan had seen it in the mirror of his previous life, and it was the place where Nie Huayin summoned his soul.

Not only he and Jiang Hongling rushed to the mass grave, but also underground ghosts, countless ghosts!

Lu Wangchuan could almost hear their ghostly howls ready to go, what are they doing at the mass grave?Could it be that someone in the mass grave is summoning souls?

The mass grave was right in front of him, and Lu Wangchuan suddenly said: "The ground can't wait anymore, come up quickly!"

Jiang Hongling also trusted him at this time, and flew towards him with tiptoes.

Lu Wangchuan didn't care too much, grabbed her by the waist with one hand and flew him to a dead tree on top of the mass grave, let her go and squatted on the tree trunk, and hissed at her.

Jiang Hongling squatted beside him, and she really stopped talking and looked not far away.

Sure enough, someone in the mass grave is calling for souls, or it is not a person, but two dead waiters. The two walking corpses who have lost their souls are wearing black cloaks, holding a black flag in their hands, and they are swaying from side to side regularly.

One by one, ghost figures emerged from the ground and surrounded them.

Using the Soul Summoning Banner to summon souls is much smarter than Nie Huayin back then, and also much more capable than him.

Lu Wangchuan glanced at the spell on the black banner flag, took out a tattered little flag from his skirt, bit off his fingertips and copied it like a cat or a tiger.

Jiang Hongling was a little surprised: "Where did it come from?"

"It was just torn off from the flagpole, or is it really basking in the moon?"

After enduring the spirit of white mice all night, Lu Wangchuan finally couldn't hold back some harsh words.

Jiang Hongling smiled slightly and said, "Actually, Jiang Hua has no malice towards you, he is just the most taboo..."

"Shh-"

Lu Wangchuan signaled her to be silent, broke off a branch and tied it with a flag, and shook it gently in his hand.

Heh, the Exorcism Banner is really useful, the ghost heads that sprung up like mushrooms suddenly stopped moving, and then hid one after another.

A dead waiter's head suddenly moved, and he raised his hand and waved the summoning flag towards them.

Lu Wangchuan quickly grabbed Jiang Hongling's arm and left the dead tree. The wind of the flag fell on the dead tree, and the dead tree immediately turned into a cloud of black mist.

In such a wicked way, Lu Wangchuan took her and landed on another dead tree. He stretched out his long sword and swept out a sword energy, scattered several ghosts, and retreated a few steps from Deadpool.

Jiang Hongling asked: "Why haven't you seen your sword skills before?"

Lu Wangchuan blocked from left to right, knocked back all the flag winds that Deadpool had hit, and replied in a leisurely manner: "Chaotic swords, slashing blindly"

Jiang Hongling frowned. Although his swordsmanship was chaotic, it was very pungent and domineering. The chaos was orderly, but the speed was not broken. It was really mysterious.

Seeing that the dead servants were getting closer, Lu Wangchuan gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be unpredictable, I will teach you if you are destined to get out alive."

Jiang Hongling pursed her lips and smiled, then suddenly raised her voice, "Jiang Hua, Mass Burial Mound Soul Rescue!"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of the 'hometown' flute disappeared, and there was silence between the heaven and the earth, and even the dark wind suddenly accelerated.

Jiang Hua suddenly opened his eyes, staring blankly at the jade flute in his hand.

He Lianxian asked: "What's the matter, the song hasn't finished yet"

"My flute is blocked"

He Lianxian's face changed suddenly, the flute sound was blocked?Jianghua's flute sound blocked?

It is more than just a superficial appearance to be called "Zhu Lian Bingdi" with Tang He. Jiang Hua's flute and Tang He's Liuqin played a piece of "rest" in the past, which shocked the souls of the world and wiped out all the ghosts in the world. Only each other can penetrate each other's music theory and internal force, at this time Jiang Hua actually said that his flute sound was blocked...

Suddenly there was a slightly trembling piano sound from the sky, as if it was the tuning before it was played.

The jade flute in Jiang Hua's hand resonated with it and trembled slightly.

Suddenly a thin figure appeared in the sky, that person walked down slowly from a high place with a Liuqin on his back, standing alone, with slow steps.

There was a silhouette in the distance, the face could not be seen clearly, but He Lianxian turned pale as if seeing a ghost and took a few steps back.

Jiang Hua suddenly clenched the flute in his hand and ran towards the mass grave!

Lu Wangchuan looked at the man who was walking down slowly. He was wearing a blue gown, with a Liuqin behind his back. He was thin and tall, with a white belt tied around his eyes. Although his eyes were covered and he couldn't see his face clearly, But the temperament of the whole body is extremely gentle and elegant, like a scholar.

"Who?"

Lu Wangchuan asked.

Jiang Hongling frowned tightly and watched the man walk down step by step, equally unbelievable: "Tang He, he is really alive!"