Am I the one who was wronged?

No, what a coincidence.

The man hidden in the black mist was silent, staring sharply at his back, his eyes were like knives, exuding cold sharpness.

All of them are affected by the afterglow, and I feel extremely uncomfortable.

Most of his face was covered in the mist, so he couldn't see the appearance and expression of the person who came, but he could tell that he was very tall and his aura was extremely oppressive.

Presumably, there is nothing good about life and death.

Appearing in front of them like this, there must be something strange.

Behind the thick black mist, even if he didn't look, he knew there was no shadow.

In this small Buddhist hall, there is a faint fragrance of peach branches floating everywhere. This kind of smell is most feared by evil spirits, and it has the effect of exorcising evil spirits.

But this person appeared in front of them wrapped in black mist.

Patronously staring at the remnant soul, he didn't look uncomfortable at all, it was obvious that he didn't take the smell of peach branches seriously.

It's not an ordinary evil, I'm afraid it has an extraordinary origin.

According to preliminary estimates, it is at the same level as the ghost tree, or even higher.

I always thought in my heart, seeing that the person did not intend to do anything, nor did I act rashly.

Just confront each other and be vigilant, keeping each other safe.

Ever since the visitor appeared in front of them, his purpose was very clear, staring at the white shadow of the remnant soul behind him, not even moving his eyes.

It's not that the love is as deep as the sea, but the hatred is deep.

He turned his head away, carefully observing the reaction of Bai Ying Remnant Soul.

It's a pity that a remnant soul is a remnant soul, and Bai Ying is still a remnant soul among the remnant souls, just like playing with broken pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, they are pieced together.

There are many missing fragments, and the mind is ignorant.

Even in the face of the sharp eyes that could kill, there was still no reaction.

He just stood there stiffly, not knowing where to look.

As the visitor and Bai Ying stared at each other for longer, the black mist inside the Buddhist hall gradually thickened, the temperature dropped accordingly, and hoarfrost even slowly formed on the ground.

They all looked to the side, and Zhao Ran fell to the ground, as if he was wading in a world of ice and snow, his clothes, face, and even hair were covered with frost.

It was so cold that I hugged my arms and shivered, but I couldn't wake up.

He moaned in a daze in his sleep, "It's so cold."

It was a little bit better, and he was able to sit cross-legged on the futon, but his expression was very tangled and struggling, as if he had fallen into an endless nightmare.

Presumably this is Hei Wu's method, and both of them were hit.

Yiyi just sat there, raised his head slightly to look at the person coming, and asked seriously, "What exactly do you want to do to us?"

A sneer sounded from the black mist, the voice was hoarse and deep, "You all broke into the house with such fanfare, and I haven't asked what you want to do.

It's good for you, you're asking me instead?Don't you think you're joking? "

Yiyi nodded and said, "That's right, it's quite funny."

He looked at the black shadow with a calm expression, "Then your Excellency means that you are not going to let us go, or let's fight first, and then talk calmly."

Hoarfrost condensed on the ground and slowly gathered into pieces.

Except for the square inch around him, the entire Buddhist hall was invaded by the condensed hoarfrost, and the air was chilly, making people shiver.

If he continued to freeze like this, he was afraid that Zhao Ran would faint.

The black mist surged, and the man took half a step forward.

Relying on his height, he looked down at him condescendingly, with a bit of annoyance in his voice, "Don't think that you can beat me if you can stay awake in the ghost."

Having said that, when facing him, his attitude was obviously very cautious, even fearful, and he was unwilling to fight with him easily.

Otherwise, I wouldn't say this unnecessary nonsense.

Yiyi smiled with his eyes bent, "It's not certain who wins and loses."

It's not the ghost king, who said I can't beat it!

With such confidence, he looked at the black mist with a smile, and guessed with great interest, "I heard that there are eight burial sites in the haunted house, and eight quite powerful monsters were nurtured.

After we entered the house, we encountered the clear water in the lotus pond and the ghost tree in the atrium. They were transformed from ghosts who drowned in the water and at the bottom of the trees. They have the characteristics of lotus ponds and branches. Which of these eight evil places are you? "

The man didn't speak, and stared at them with complicated expressions in the black mist.

He didn't say anything, but he took the initiative to guess, "Is it an ice cellar? I see that you appeared here, accompanied by frost all over the ground, and you must have been frozen to death.

According to the time when you took shape, there should be no freezer in the house. The place where people can freeze to death is the ice cellar. It cannot be frozen to death in the snow in winter. I don’t know if my guess is right.

My name is Jiang Yilu, what's your name? "

I don't know if he guessed it right, but I guess it's not far off.

The man continued to remain silent, and the black mist rolled over his body, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Yiyi smiled lightly, "Okay, just treat your name as a secret, if I don't ask, then let's discuss it, you tell me the name of this remnant soul, and I'll tell you where I found him, can you OK?"

The man finally spoke, "I'm not interested in him."

Always, "..."

This can only be a lie, who will believe it!

He chuckled and decided to tell the truth, "I don't think you seem to be interested in him.

The man was obviously angry, and the black mist began to roll violently.

The freezing speed of the frost was accelerating, and he could hear the "cracking" sound of the ice flowers as he sat on the futon, the sound was clear and crisp.

Accompanied by this, the temperature keeps dropping.

The ice and snow condensation brought about a silent crisis.

Especially in the hot July outside, they all wore short sleeves before entering the house, and they were completely unprepared for freezing and cold resistance.

Suddenly encountering low temperature, Zhao Ran was shivering from the cold.

They all frowned and looked cold, "It seems that we can't agree?"

The black mist kept churning, like the softest and toughest silk, rolling towards him quickly from all directions like flowing water.

If there is a disagreement, start to do it.

Tsk, he knew it would be like this!

No matter how calmly he tried to reason with these ghosts, it was all vain.

Those who can communicate normally and understand the truth will not be ghosts anymore!

Let's have a fight then.

As the black mist rolled over, the cloudy air in the sky turned into ice and snow, wrapped around the black satin, and passed by him in a solid form.

The sound of "swiping" piercing the air has never stopped, and it keeps entwining and surrounding.

Just like a spider spins silk and turns into a cocoon.

However, these black air carrying ice and snow are more fierce than spider silk. They are not meant to build a nest, but to bind him and strangle him.

He propped his hands on both sides of the futon, bent down to avoid the approaching black air.

Standing up with the bag in hand, he patted the black air away, quickly took two steps back, and silently recited "Amitabha" while holding the prayer beads.

The Seven Treasure Buddha Bead emitted a faint glow, as if a light-colored protective cover had been opened, covering him inside, intersecting with the black satin that was chasing him.

Once the black and white collided, the yin energy was like ice and snow meeting the warm sun, and it continued to collapse, and even the covered frost dissipated a little.

Knowing that he was invincible, Hei Duan quickly retreated without the slightest hesitation.

On the way to withdraw, he did not forget to separate the strands, trying to sweep away Zhao Ran and the others.

Yiyi frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "This is a bit too much."

He reached out his hand and took out two paper bundles from his bag, and before he had time to pull out a lighter, he whispered a sentence and threw it at Zhao Ran's face.

A faint golden light flashed, and a warrior holding a halberd appeared next to Zhao Ran.

He stared angrily, shouted violently, raised the halberd in his hand and slashed at Yin Qi.

Forcibly cut off a section of the Yin Qi, wrapped in frost and black air, fell to the ground with a "click", and fell into powder and collapsed.

Yiyi quickly ran over, stretched out his hand to pull Zhao Ran up, patted an amulet with his backhand, and threw it to the corner behind him to protect it.

There was a roar in the black mist, and the mist rolled even more violently.

The black air that turned into silk wanted to attack him, but it was completely blocked by the Buddha's light around him.

No matter which direction you attack from, you can't help him.

After a moment of stalemate, Soi Ying was completely enraged, and shouted angrily, "Little bald donkey, you are courting death!"

A large amount of black mist billowed like a sea of ​​clouds, rolling towards them in darkness.

The thick mist has a coolness of ice and snow, and a faint smell of blood, which smells a little choking, and it looks like a dark cloud is overwhelming the city.

The oppressive force of the reverse roll is extremely strong, and it looks like it is going to fight him to the death.

It was too late to be surprised that Heiying would do this, and Yiyi held the beads with a serious expression, ready to fight back.

He is invulnerable to all evil, not afraid of the approach of these shadows, and has a strong immunity to Yin Qi, but Zhao Ran still has to be a little more careful.

But seeing Hei Wu faltered with a shot, he gave up attacking them, and instead rolled up the afterimage of the white shadow that he was furious because of pulling Zhao Ran, wrapping people in the black shadow.

It was well hidden, like the ebbing sea water, retreating from the Buddhist hall in the blink of an eye.

Before he chased him, he couldn't even see the shadow of the ghost.

As the black air dissipated, the remaining Yin Qi also quickly disappeared.

Looking at the empty and silent Buddhist hall, "..."

What the hell is this, doesn't it mean that you are not interested in remnant souls? !

What the hell, you're acting like you're not interested!

It's faster to turn your face than to turn a book. If you slap yourself in the face, don't you feel it hurts?

No, if you want afterimages, tell me, and I didn't say no to you!

You have to make a posture, as if you really want to fight me.In the end, I had all the rosary beads and paper bundles lit, so you just turned around and ran away? !

It's like a joke, isn't this a joke!You ghosts don't care about face!

Yiyi was a little speechless. After thinking about it, he didn't chase him out.

Among the people who squatted down and pinched Zhao Ran, after pinching for a long time, Zhao Ran woke up trembling, looked at him with sleepy eyes, "Uncle, why did I fall asleep.

Hey, why is the ground so humid? It's chilly. Is it raining outside? Is the roof leaking? "

Wasn't he looking for treasures in the Buddhist hall? Before he found anything, he fell asleep on the ground first. When he woke up, his back was sore, as if he had been run over by a car, and his whole body was uncomfortable.

Yiyi smiled and patted his arm, "It's not raining, and the house doesn't leak, so hurry up and move around, don't catch a cold."

The frost that had just condensed on the ground melted, and it was full of water vapor.

Together with the clothes on Zhao Ran's body, they seemed to be fished out of the water, sticking to his body wetly, holding on to his sore arms and legs, and wandering around slightly, "What's the matter, uncle, I feel sick all over now!"

They always dig and dig in their bags, and take out a bottle of Erguotou.

Shaking it by the ear, and hearing some movement inside, Zhao Ran threw it to Zhao Ran, "Take a few sips to drive away the cold, the owner of the house just came."

Zhao Ran hugged the wine bottle tightly, unscrewed the cap and took two sips.

I was almost choked by the high concentration of spicy wine, but soon, the warmth spread from my throat to my stomach, and when my body became warm, I didn't feel so tired.

He held the wine bottle and asked suspiciously, "Uncle, why do you still have wine with you? It's still half a bottle, when did you prepare it? Wow, you probably drank the half bottle Bar."

Yiyi, "I thought you were going to ask which master is here."

Zhao Ran was not particularly sober yet, and was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, "...That's right, I should care about this first, oops, there seems to be a lump in my head, and I thought of this problem when I saw the wine bottle.

That uncle, who is the master who just came? "

Yiyi shook his head, "I don't know, I have to ask your brother about this."

Zhao Ran went to look at Ting, and just in time Ting opened his eyes, his face was full of tiredness, as if he was extremely tired after sitting in meditation.

Seeing the wine bottle in Zhao Ran's hand, he reached out to him, "Junior Brother Zhao Ran, pass me the wine bottle for use."

Zhao Ran jumped up vigilantly, and covered the wine bottle into his arms, "Brother, you can't just think about breaking the precept just because you're sleepy."

After speaking, he looked around vigilantly, for fear that his words would be overheard by others.

He paused for a moment, unable to follow his train of thought.

It just happened that I was entangled in Yin Qi and consumed too much energy, so I couldn't tell Zhao Ran apart.

He smiled helplessly, "Well, it's not a big problem."

All rolled their eyes, "Alcohol is not something you can only drink."

As he spoke, he walked over, poured some transparent liquid from the wine bottle, rubbed it in his palms to warm it up, and covered the back of Ting's neck, "Is it better?"

The palms attached to the acupuncture points were extremely hot, and the back of the neck seemed to be ignited with a flame, burning blazingly, warming from the back of the neck to the chest, dispelling the Yin Qi wrapped around the body.

He closed his eyes slightly and took a light breath.

There was still a faint sense of tiredness on his face, but he looked much better than before, and he nodded slowly, "I'm relieved, thank you uncle."

Yiyi patted his bald head, and smiled in a low voice, "You are being polite to me, don't you think this uncle is for nothing?"

Putting the wine bottle into the bag, Zhao Ran looked very surprised, "Uncle, what is the reason for covering your neck with wine?"

"Heating to keep out the cold, after being eroded by yin qi, there will always be a moment of coldness in the body, it is fine to bask in the sun more if you have nothing to do, if you are in a hurry, you can use strong wine or pepper to stimulate the body's self-defense system, let yourself Get warmer."

Yiyi explained in a low voice, these are the common sense summed up by the seniors, it is right to explain more to Zhao Ran, and turned around to ask.

"Who came to the Buddhist hall just now, do you know?"

Pausing to catch his breath, he twisted the beads calmly, "The aura of that person is gloomy and cold. It should be Lu Wanyang, the snow boy who came out of the backyard. He died in the snow in the late winter, but he was not frozen to death." .”

Mr. Xue is very powerful, and the Yin energy in his body is very thick, and he also has the frostbite effect of ice and snow. He suddenly noticed the abnormality, and he didn't want to be frozen to death in the Buddhist hall unknowingly. On the futon.

The tug-of-war fought for a long time, but thanks to his uncle who drove the man away, he was able to escape from the ghost. It was a bit exhausting. Compared with Zhao Ran who didn't notice anything, he was much more tired. You have to slow down and take a few breaths before continuing.

"It is said that Lu Wanyang was stabbed to death by his sweetheart on the wedding night. It was a snowy day, and there was a foot of snow in the yard. After the servants brought Lu Wanyang, who was drunk, to the new house, They all left."

"In the early morning of the next day, people from the Lu family found his body in the snow. His heart was pierced by his new wife with a jade hairpin, and all the blood flowed out. His wife had already run away in the dark. , no matter how the Lu family searched, they couldn't find anyone.

It is said that the snow in the yard was dyed bright red by blood, and it has not melted for many years. "

Zhao Ran shook his head, and explained seriously, "Impossible, the temperature in the snow is so low, it's all below zero, even if he was stabbed in the heart and thrown into the snow, the bleeding would not be too much.

At least, it won't turn the snow in the yard red. Besides, even if it's the wedding night, there must be servants on duty in the yard. How can there be a saying that you can kill someone quietly and throw away the corpse, and you can still run away. "

Liao Ting smiled and nodded, "It's natural, they are all legends heard from others, and we have no way of knowing the truth."

You can't go to Lu Wanyang and ask, how did you die back then?

The cause of death and the location of the bones are the most taboo of ghosts. If someone dares to ask, they will instantly be filled with resentment and want to kill.

After telling the story, Dao stopped to regain some strength.

Standing up from the futon with legs propped up, "Why don't we go out to have a look first, and then go back to the Buddhist hall to rest when it's getting late, what does Uncle Master think?"

The uncle thinks this proposal is very good.

They all nodded, glanced at Ding Yao and the Taoist priests who were still unconscious on the ground, and didn't intend to wake them up, "Then let's go."

Zhao Ran looked at the little golden Buddha reluctantly, "We come back at night, I don't know if he is still here."

Although he sighed, his footsteps did not stop at all.

Following them closely, he asked in a low voice, "Master, where are we going now?"

Yiyi thought for a while, "Go to the backyard to find Lu Wanyang."

He hasn't figured out what that remnant soul has to do with him, so he can't just be swallowed up by Mr. Xue, he has to go and see.

After confirming their destination, they walked along the corridor to the backyard.

He didn't encounter any obstacles, and he didn't even meet other people who came to the exchange meeting, so he walked to the courtyard where Lu Wanyang used to live, unimpeded and smoothly.

Stepping through the full moon gate, the clear and soft sunlight is separated, snowflakes are falling down like catkins, and there is a thick layer of snow on the ground, which brings the cold feeling of the ice and snow world.

The cold wind whirled, and it hurt people's faces.

Zhao Ran shivered in the cold wind, hugged his arms and rubbed them twice, looked at the white mist exhaled from his mouth, his face was full of surprise, "My God, is this the legendary June Fei?" Frost!?

There is still sun outside, why is it snowing here, oh, I am so cold, uncle..."

He looked forward and saw a white and empty space in front of him covered in silver.

The uncle who was standing in front of him just now has long since disappeared.

Zhao Ran was taken aback by this sudden situation, and stood there, looking around in a panic, "Uncle?! Stop senior brother?! Where are you?"

No one answered, and the yard was empty.

Apart from the sound of his own breathing, the slight rustling of snowflakes falling from the air and hitting the snow, there were no other superfluous sounds.

It could be called silence.

The more silent, the more flustered Zhao Ran became.

Impatiently walked two steps forward, stepped into the yard, the soles of the shoes made a "creak" and "creak" sound, looking for the same figure everywhere, "Uncle! Brother, don't scare me."

Stepping into the moon gate, you will be the first to notice the different environment inside and outside the gate.

Stretching out his finger, he caught two slowly falling snowflakes. The translucent six-petal flower fell on his palm, and soon turned into snow water due to his body temperature. The extremely real cold touch made him raise his eyebrows.

Staying in place for a while, stepping on the snow and walking slowly inside.

There are many evergreen trees planted in the yard, and the snowflakes falling on the branches make the branches greener, and the snow is white, which looks very clean.

The snow was thick, but the road was cleared.

The path paved with crushed stone slabs gradually extends from the gate of the courtyard to the house.

Yiyi didn't see anyone in the yard, walked along the path to the window, and quietly watched the scene inside the house.

There are many stoves burning in the house, and you can feel the heat when you get close to it. Unlike the coldness in the yard, it is really warm.

Someone was wearing a light white silk pajamas, sitting on a chair, with his head down, flipping through a book in his hand.

From his angle, he could see the man's thin and pale neck, slender eyelashes, and extremely beautiful, red-stained corners of his eyes.

There was a deadly temptation in his indifferent expression.

so beautiful.Everyone who looks at the face always sighs with sincerity.

As if disturbed by his inner voice, the man who was reading with his head down raised his head slightly, and glanced in the direction of the door.

The look is like running water, shallow and faint.

There was even some disgust and disgust in his eyes.

The exposed face is extremely beautiful, like a white plum blossom in the snow.

Cold, cold, even if the stamens have some color, they are still deserted.

The branches that bloom in the cold winter are covered by layers of snow, just like crystal clear and exquisite beauty.

Wow.I can't help but sigh secretly, it's really beautiful.

This person is the best-looking person who can rank No. 2 among all the people he has met so far!

No.1 is of course Jin Fengyu, no one can surpass her.

He's just a little thinner, with pale skin and a thin figure, although it doesn't affect his beauty.

But looking at it, it seems that the body is not very good, I don't know if it is sick, or I haven't eaten well, tsk, it is really distressing!

As the man raised his head, a tall figure appeared at the door.

It was an extremely handsome young man, with black hair cut very short, broad shoulders and long legs, full of nobility, he looked like a nobleman from many years ago.

The young man stood at the door and took off his snow-stained coat.

He walked over with eager strides, stretched his arms and hugged the man tightly, and regardless of the cold expression of the man in his arms, he put his head on the man's shoulder like a big dog with a gentle temper.

He rubbed his cheek with someone very affectionately, and asked in a deep voice, "Did you miss me, Yin."

I always feel that this name is familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it for a while.

Inside the house, the two stood there hugging each other.

Just when Yi Yi secretly sighed that the two were quite a good match, the beauty who was being hugged spoke.

The voice was as cold as ice and snow, like snowflakes falling on the palm of your hand, melting away the instant coldness, "When will you let me go?"

The arms holding him tightened suddenly, the young man's eyes darkened, and the corners of his mouth suddenly bent, he leaned over to kiss his earlobe, followed the white and beautiful jawline, and rubbed the corner of his mouth affectionately.

Pecks lightly on the cheek, once, again.

It's like holding a rare treasure in your hand, no matter how much you kiss, you can't get enough of it.

Soon he fell in love, kissed the corner of his mouth, lingering on him, his voice became low and hoarse, "Let you go, where do you want to go? To whose side, I'm sorry, Ah Yin, only I can't do that.

Didn’t I tell you that when I’m here for a day, you don’t even think about leaving this yard or taking a step away from my side. If you have any fantasies about these things, why not do something meaningful with me, I will make you happy Yes, okay, huh? "

All the same, "..." I leaned in, playing with the imprisoned pervert!

I was blind, but I actually thought you were a good match! ?

The ice and snow beauty in the room was hugged tightly, struggled very little, and was quickly dragged into the inner room. In the empty room, there were some indistinct gasps, but enough to make people blush and heartbeat.

All in all, "..." is too much!

What are you doing, put it here to abuse the dog! This is it!

Don't think that because I'm young, I don't know what you guys are doing!

That Mr. Xue spent a lot of effort to deliberately arrange ghosts and illusions in this courtyard. Is it just to let others listen to their corners? !

I have only heard of showing affection and dying quickly.

I've never heard of a show after death! Tui!

Holding the Buddhist beads, he was just about to break out of this illusion, when he was suddenly pulled by a hand protruding from the side, and he staggered and couldn't stand still.

In the slight sense of weightlessness, someone grabbed his palm.

Soft and creamy.

Yiyi was shocked, unexpectedly someone could approach him quietly, and he still didn't notice after pulling him? !This is a bit scary.

He picked up the bag and threw it at the face of the person, and was caught on the way, and a familiar voice rang in his ear, "Oh, you have a bad temper, you can see who it is, you hit someone ?!"

Yiyi was a little surprised, blinked his eyes, and looked at the round-faced monk who appeared in front of him, "Master, why are you here?"

Yuan Wu was even more surprised, his eyes widened, and he looked at him as if he had seen a ghost, "You, you, how can you talk?!"

Yiyi, "..." Well, it seems that he forgot to tell his master about not practicing closed mantra.