The Lotus Lantern in Green Letters

Yang Jian continued to walk forward and arrived at a village.

There is a stone tablet at the entrance of the village, with three red letters written on it, Yong'an Village.The simple and unpretentious name may represent the wishes of generations living here.

But this village seems to be a bit unusual.

When he first entered the village, Yang Jian noticed that all the people working in the fields beside the road stopped to look at him.Look a little stiff.

Yang Jian frowned, lowered his eyes, stopped looking, and continued to walk forward.As we walked forward, we found that it was really quiet here, and many people's doors were closed, and there was no sign of a child.

After entering the village, Yang Jian found a family and went in.Generally, people in the village will do the business of tourists and earn some subsidies for their families.

But Yang Jianjin's house seems to be a little lively.

Just after entering the door, there were several people standing in the room, and one sitting in a black robe.

The person standing was an old man who looked like he was from the village.There are two more, one old and one young, all well dressed.All three looked anxious.

Only the sitting ones, people in black robes, with relaxed expressions, were not teasers.

Seeing a young man coming in, several people in the room were stunned for a moment, glanced at Yang Jian, and turned around again.

Only the old man came over and asked Yang Jian if he wanted to stay.

Yang Jian nodded. The old man talked about the price, and said that extra meals would cost more.

In fact, Yang Jian has almost bigu, so he doesn't need to eat.

So Yang Jian shook his head at the old man, expressing that he didn't need it. Fortunately, before going down the mountain, the senior sister stuffed some money into his bag.

The old man took Yang Jian to the room, and when he was leaving, Yang Jian found that the man in black was drinking tea with his head down, looking straight at him with a pair of eyes.

Yang Jian felt a little displeased, but he just frowned slightly.

The old man introduced himself and said that his real surname was Xu, so it would be good for Yang Jian to call him Uncle Xu.

Yang Jian nodded and asked Uncle Xu to call him Yang Jian.

Before leaving, Uncle Xu said to Yang Jian: "Don't leave the house after the sun goes down."

"What's wrong?" Yang Jian thought of the expressions those people had looked at him when he first entered the village.

Uncle Xu smiled wryly, "A few days ago a young man didn't listen to what I said and was arrested."

Grasp?Yang Jian caught the word.Some doubts arose in my heart.

"Abducted by who?" Yang Jian asked.

Speaking of this, Uncle Xu let out a long sigh, which seemed to contain a lot of helplessness and sadness.

"In our village, a monster came to our village five years ago. The monster asked our village to give her a pair of virgin boys and girls every year. Otherwise, she would disturb our lives. How could we be willing to give her a child. We thought about moving away. , but we just couldn’t get out of this place, and later thought that monster must have cast some spell to keep us from leaving.”

"and after?"

"Every year we each pool together to buy two children for her."

Hearing this, Yang Jian was a little stunned, and his black pupils seemed to deepen.

"Why don't you ask a monk for help?" Yang Jian's voice was a little hoarse.

"Cultivator?" Uncle Xu smiled, "Where can we meet those famous monks, but we can't afford to hire those casual cultivators."

"In comparison, it is more cost-effective to buy a child."

"However, although the monster does not appear in the village during the day, she will appear in the village after sunset, so everyone dare not come out after sunset, and the children are usually locked at home."

"The man in black robe just now was invited by the family of the missing young man."

Uncle Xu left, Yang Jian was silent for a long time.

Is it because he has been away for too long, why are the things he heard so strange.

Yang Jian opened the bag, revealing the contents of the bag.He will never let go of monsters that eat children.

Yang Jian meditated and rested on the bed in the room.

Outside, the men in black robes were preparing and forming formations.

Immortal cultivators cultivate the heart of Tao and meditation, so they generally like to form formations instead of fighting.

The man in the black robe used a very common monster-catching formation. There are many monsters in the world that cannibalize people. He doesn't think this monster is special.

The man in black glanced at the room where Yang Jian was, and sneered slightly.

Get ready and wait for the sunset.

Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes, his black pupils were as deep and as calm as night.

He let out a deep breath, which is breathing, which can remove the filth in the body and make it lighter.

Outside, on the horizon, there is only a thin line between the sun and the sky, and the sun is shining brightly, but no one appreciates it.

The last ray of light disappeared, the night gradually fell, and the outside seemed to be dead silent, not even the sound of insects and birds, the wind was blowing the grass on the ground, as if someone had walked over.

Suddenly, it seemed that the wind brought a string of bells, as if I could imagine several bells hitting each other, the beads inside spinning, and the crisp sound.But at this moment, it was like the footsteps of the god of death.

Slow footsteps sounded, the footsteps were light, and every step seemed to be spinning and dancing.

"La la la" seems to be humming, but the voice is very sweet.

Yang Jian frowned, things were a little different, he didn't feel the evil spirit.

Yang Jian looked out through the door with a complicated expression. What is outside?

However, before Yang Jian could think about it, some people couldn't wait.

It was the man in the black robe. He felt that Yang Jian was also a cultivator. He thought that Yang Jian was here to grab business, so he had to act first.

He looked at the monster in front of him and sneered.Unexpectedly, the monster turned out to be a young woman with exquisite makeup, a smile, and a string of bells tied to her feet.

He stepped back, trying to lure the monster into the formation, but he didn't expect the monster to look at the ground in front of him with a smile.

With a voice like a silver bell, he said: "It's just a little monk, this kind of formation is like catching me."

As he said that, a sneer appeared on the corner of the monster's lips, like a crack piercing through the delicate face.His eyes were cold, looking at the black-robed figure as if looking at a corpse.

The black-robed man just thought about this monster, and his tone was serious, but then he was startled. He didn't expect to see through his formation. He has traveled the rivers and lakes for many years and caught many monsters. It's so easy to see.

When I looked up, I was startled when I saw that demonic snake-like eyes.Not a word came out.

After the people in the room only heard a terrified cry, everything was completely silent, and there was no sound.

Uncle Xu and the other two people didn't even dare to approach the door or window, but they heard a "squeak" next to them, and someone opened the door and ran out.

When Yang Jian rushed out the door, there was no one there, the formation on the ground seemed to be torn apart by wild beasts, and there was still some blood on the other side.

Yang Jian's face slowly condensed.

Following the traces, Yang Jian slowly came to a cave.The cave was dimly lit.Yang Jian walked slowly along the cave wall.Walking through a long corridor, the vision suddenly became bright.

There is a huge space in the cave, slowly getting used to the darkness, Yang Jian's sight is getting better and better, it seems that there is a crack on the top, and some silvery moonlight comes in.

At the first sight that could be seen clearly, Yang Jian was shocked and speechless.

The top is full of white bones, hanging on the top like wind chimes, big and small. The moonlight shines on the white bones, revealing a cold whiteness.

"Does it look good?" Suddenly someone asked behind him, the voice was very soft.But in this situation, it seemed a bit eerie.

Yang Jian turned around suddenly, it was a woman.The makeup is gorgeous and delicate, she is wearing a crimson skirt, and her lips are as red as blood.Standing tall, a ray of moonlight shone on her, with a soft and charming expression, as if she was going on a date with a lover under the moon.

She stretched out her hands, her fingers were long and slender, and the Kodan on her fingers was gorgeous.Her hands fluttered, her fingers moved slightly, and the moonlight seemed to dance between her fingers.

"Does it look good?" she asked again.

Yang Jian didn't speak.

Only then did she raise her head, looked at Yang Jian seriously, and said, "I'm curious, you have a familiar smell."

Yang Jian's hand hanging on the side moved slightly.

"Don't move."

Yang Jian looked in front of him.

"Fight with me, you are too tender." She smiled slightly.

"You are not a demon, what are you?" Yang Jian asked in a deep voice.

Suddenly a finger was stretched out to Yang Jian's lips, and slightly pressed against his lips. The finger was cold, but it seemed to have a familiar feeling.

Uncomfortable touch, Yang Jian frowned, trying to avoid it, but found that he couldn't move.

A seductive face slowly approached, with a smile on her lips, but her eyes were cold, she spoke slowly, with a soft tone, "Did no one teach you to be polite? I'm nothing, I'm much nobler than all of you , for I have come from heaven, which you all long for."

Heaven?

"Also, no one told you not to break into a girl's boudoir?"

As she spoke, she slowly exhaled a cold breath.

Yang Jian only felt that the world in front of him became more and more blurred.It was dark at last.

When he woke up, Yang Jian found himself tied up.By a golden chain.

Unable to break free, Yang Jian calmed down and looked at the surrounding environment.

Surrounded by only dark mountain walls, thinking about the space in this mountain, with a torch lit on the mountain wall, Yang Jian found that there was a man tied up next to him. The man was hanging his head and couldn’t see his face clearly. Yang Jian thought Perhaps this is the person that Uncle Xu said was lost a few days ago.

And the man in black robe he had seen before was lying on the ground, Yang Jian could smell the bloody smell on his body, face down, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Are you awake?" Yoyo's voice came.

Yang Jian looked in the direction of the voice.The banshee appeared at some point.At this time, she changed another dress, put on makeup, and was no longer seductive, but looked like a girl next door, young, energetic, playful and cute.

"What are you?" Yang Jian asked.

"Didn't I tell you?" the banshee said, her voice a little coquettish. "I came from heaven."

Yang Jian smiled faintly, "The upper realm is nothing more than three categories of gods, Buddhas and immortals. Which category do you belong to?"

Yang Jian spoke very plainly, but it sounded like a mockery to the banshee's ears. The banshee's face changed again and again, and the expression on her face was almost chapped, but in the end she barely maintained the original expression.

"My name is Yueyin, what's your name?" Yueyin said softly, but changed the subject.

Yang Jian didn't answer, just asked, "Why did you go to Kexia?"

Yang Jian had a very serious expression, as if he really wanted to know the answer.

Yueyin glanced at him, and finally gave a low smile, which seemed to reveal her real age, not her appearance.

"Young people are really curious." She seemed to feel emotionally.

"I'm a fairy, and because I made a mistake, I was expelled to the lower realm." Yueyin smiled again, thinking of something, "Those gods like to expel immortals who have made mistakes to the lower realm."

Yang Jian felt strange why he acted righteously despite making a mistake.

Yueyin seemed to be able to see it, "There are seven emotions and six desires in the lower realm, but there are no emotions in the upper realm. I just surrendered to them, so I was wrong."

"Why are you eating people?"

Hearing such words, Yueyin seemed a little surprised.

"Isn't it normal to eat people in the lower realm? There are thousands of reasons for cannibalism, but none of them can do without the word desire. I cannibalize people just to keep my appearance. When I leave the upper realm, I will not Never grow old again."

"Children's hearts are the purest, so I prefer children's flesh and blood. Adults' hearts are dirty, so I only take the cleanest flesh and blood."

"Actually, it's okay if I don't eat people, if I do." Before Yueyin finished speaking, she stretched out her finger and pointed at it.

Yang Jian glanced at her and said nothing.

Yueyin looked at Yang Jian, smiled lightly and said, "Do you know why I didn't kill you? I said you have a familiar feeling."

"I want to know who you are." Yueyin's eyes gradually blurred.

The fingertips touched Yang Jian's forehead.

"Be good, just have a dream." He whispered softly, as if bewitching.

The past is just a dream.

Yueyin smiled softly.

It seems that it has just rained, and the road made of bluestone slabs is wet.The moss on the eaves is glowing green.

A man in white clothes walked in front, his long black hair was loosely tied behind him, and the curly tail of his hair hung down to his waist.

The man is holding a little boy by his right hand. The little boy is combing two small buns, and he follows the man slowly and obediently.

Yueyin stood behind, watching quietly.

The scene suddenly switched to a courtyard.

Yueyin looked around, it was a very ordinary yard, with vegetables growing in a corner of the yard.

There is a tree in the yard, and the books are full of small white flowers.A man was sitting under a tree with a boy in his arms, reading a book.

Yueyin approached and saw that the contents of the book were all about Buddhism.

The man taught gently, and the child responded in a naive voice.

It was quiet and peaceful.

Yueyin wanted to look forward again, but suddenly it was night.

At night the sky is full of stars.The earth was silvery white.

It was the same man, sitting on the doorstep, with the boy's chin resting on his lap, eyes closed, as if sleeping peacefully, the man stroking the boy's back.The downcast eyes seem to be gentle.

Yueyin frowned, she didn't notice anything unusual.Somewhat unwilling, Yueyin wanted to see the first memory, which was when Yang Jian was born.

But Yueyin found that she was still in place, the stars were still so bright, but the darkness seemed to be a shackle, slowly wrapping around her.

Moonlight looked forward sharply.But he saw the man gently put the boy down.Then get up.He looked straight at Yueyin.

Yueyin sneered, it turned out that the man had been hiding himself, no wonder she couldn't find out.

She looked at the man's deep black pupils, but seemed to be able to directly see the original cold green eyes.

Yueyin gritted her teeth but was frightened. The bells on her feet were given by the person in front of her, imprisoning her in this land and never returning to the upper realm.But that overwhelming strength was beyond her reach.

"Get out", the man's thin lips moved slightly, and he just spit out such a word silently, a huge coercion came to his face, and Yueyin's consciousness was pushed out of Yang Jian's memory.

Yueyin caressed her chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, the corners of her lips were stained with bright blood, she bent her lips and smiled, looking at Yang Jian who was still sleeping, "So you are related to that person."

When Yang Jian woke up again, he was still tied up, but in a different way.

He was lying on a stone bed, his hands and feet were tied separately, the whole space was claustrophobic and narrow, it seemed that there was a water source nearby, the light cast on the water surface reflected the faint light on the top.

"Ho", "Ho", "Ho", sounds kept coming, as if someone was sharpening a knife.

The blade rubbed against the stone.

In a small space, the sound goes back and forth, lingering.

The sound of the soles rubbing against the ground, the sound of the soles gently grinding the mud, it seems that in this space, the sound will be amplified thousands of times.Someone came slowly.

Yang Jian pursed his lips, the tight corners of his lips revealed his nervousness at the moment.

A beautiful face appeared in front of him, it was Yueyin.

The beauty is graceful, but unsuitable, holding a kitchen knife in her hand.

There are many scratches on the edge of the knife, polished to a shiny finish.

Seeing that Yang Jian woke up, Yueyin smiled, but said nothing.

Grabbing Yang Jian's hand, he slashed fiercely.

Yang Jian shrank his hand suddenly, and he could feel the blood flowing out.

Yueyin approached slowly and licked it lightly, as if she was having fun.

She looked at Yang Jian, wanting Yang Jian to see the blood on the tip of her lips and tongue, suddenly Yueyin's face changed drastically, she looked at Yang Jian, then at Yang Jian's blood, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Yueyin's eyes were dark, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she said, "It really didn't take much effort."

As he spoke, he bent down to suck Yang Jian's blood.

Yang Jian didn't understand what Yueyin said, but he could feel that Yueyin's teeth were sinking into his flesh, blood was draining from that wound quickly, and Yang Jian once felt that he would be sucked dry.

but,

Yueyin stopped suddenly, she felt something in her body, she stood up slowly, looked at Yang Jian, frowned, as if she didn't know why.

Yang Jian's face was pale, panting lightly, looking at her quietly.

Yueyin's lips and face were covered with mottled blood, she seemed a little dazed, looking at Yang Jian with a helpless expression.Suddenly a mouthful of blood spit out from her mouth, it was her own blood.

Something in her body was stirring, her blood and her flesh seemed to be torn apart.

Yueyin looked at Yang Jian fiercely, and asked in a hateful voice, "What did you do?"

After Yang Jian calmly watched Yueyin's internal decay, the beauty's skin on her face cracked, and just between her eyes, she could see the black and red flesh inside.

"I just prepared for the worst, I put the spell in my blood."

Yueyin seemed to be really defeated, and Yang Jian broke free from the shackles without any effort. He slowly sat up and looked at Yueyin who was sitting on the ground.The skin was chapped and began to fall off, and the black and red flesh fell off like scum.The bones of the bones began to be exposed.

The skin that I care about the most is lost, and it ends up like the hanging bones.

Yang Jian clutched his wound and walked slowly towards the exit. When he was almost at the exit, Yang Jian turned his head when he heard a voice.

Under the pale light, a white skeleton that shook off all the flesh and blood stood up from the pile of flesh on the ground.The hair was still half glued to the skull, and the pearls on the dangling hair were still beautiful.

When Yang Jian saw the bone, Jie Jie spoke with a shrill voice, like a ghost crawling up from hell.

It said: "Whatever the cause is, what the fruit is, what you have done to me today, I will definitely repay you in the future."

After speaking, it collapsed.

Yang Jian turned his head and walked out.

Yang Jian tied up the wound and found the original cave. The young man was still alive, but the man in black was dead.After losing too much blood, Yang Jian's face turned pale. He thought about taking the young man back first, and telling others to come and see if there were any survivors.

When Yang Jian helped the young man back to Uncle Xu's house, there was a faint cry inside, but before entering the door, Yang Jian fell down, in a daze, he felt that someone beside him was supporting him.

When Yang Jian woke up again, he found himself lying on the bed with his wound bandaged. Maybe he just woke up, his vision was a little blurred, and he saw a person sitting with his back facing him in the room.

The candlelight shone on the man's back, and Yang Jian sat up slowly.

The man seemed to hear the sound, ran over, supported Yang Jian, and said happily, "Yang Jian, you are awake."

Yang Jian looked at the man's face, it took him a long time to remember, and he said, "Lu Sheng?"

"Yes." Lu Sheng said happily, "I didn't expect that you saved me."

So the person he saved was Lu Sheng, Yang Jian thought.

Among Yang Jian's few memories of the past, there is Lu Sheng.Lu Sheng was his classmate from school, and the two had a very good relationship.

"Yang Erlang, where have you been for the past ten years?" Lu Sheng asked.

Yang Jian didn't answer, but just asked, "How did you get arrested?"

Lu Sheng curled his lips, "I'm going to Luzhou for business, and I passed by here."

"By the way, you haven't answered my question yet?"

"You and your adoptive father suddenly left more than ten years ago, why didn't you say goodbye to me." Lu Sheng said a little aggrieved.

"Do you remember my adoptive father?" Lu Sheng noticed that Yang Jian's body tensed up suddenly, and looked straight at him.

"Of course," Lu Sheng said with a smile, "I met him in Jinling last year."

Jinling.

Yang Jian suddenly relaxed. He has a goal, but why is he still at a loss? It seems that everything is progressing a little unbelievably.

The author has something to say: Yueyin is a bone spirit.

Buried some foreshadowing.

This is all the current archives, and the next update will be uncertain.