Bone

Hearing that the little ghost clearly stated that what he entrusted was a dying corpse, the young man had expected that the condition of the corpse would not be too good, but he did not expect it to be so bad.

The first breath of hot air after reincarnation has not yet been exhaled from the nose, but the pain that is enough to force people to seek death is suppressed by Shengsheng.

With pain all over his body, the young man slowed down again and again, gritted his teeth and uttered the first words after rebirth, "...Old Yan Luo, my day/your ancestor!"

...Is this sending him back on purpose so that he can die again? !

When I raised my hand, I couldn't lift it, all the tendons had been cut off; when I moved my leg, I couldn't move it, because the kneecap had been gouged out.The skin around her body was still sticky and greasy, as if it had been covered with a layer of hot wax, and there were many broken leaves and dead branches on it, which stained the fine brocade clothes in vain.

Open your eyes—fortunately, your eyes are still there, and you can see the vermilion beams that have been mostly corroded and covered with thick cobwebs. A golden statue covered with thick dust is grinning, holding a long silk in one hand and a long sword in the other. In the middle of the hall.The name plaque that should have been hung on the beam fell beside him and was stepped on by someone. Under the footprints, the four characters of "Jiuling Tianzun" can be vaguely seen.

Jiuling Tianzun?

This title is very familiar, is it a little god from the new immortal class... This situation is as miserable as he is now.

The young man lay on a futon immobile, and scolded Yan Luo over and over again in his heart, thinking that he must have remembered the revenge of losing his face in front of a hundred thousand Yin soldiers, so he found it for himself. Such a "perfect" corpse!

Can't even move, how can we talk about redress, how can we hold back our bones? !

——But scolding is scolding, and there is still a way to think about it.

He didn't have anything useful at hand, and even if he had, he couldn't reach it; he couldn't move his fingers, not to mention drawing symbols, and he couldn't even pinch out formulas; he wanted to cast a spell with the power of words, but he couldn't find a suitable spell... ...The young man's eyes were darkened, and now he really has nothing but the resentment in his soul and body——

Resentment!

A flash of light flashed in the young man's mind, he held his breath in pain, and used his thoughts to mobilize the evil spirit that accompanied him like a shadow, trying to let it penetrate into the veins of this fleshy body.

Like fingers twirling the strings of a piano, the originally stiff tendons thumped, and it really worked!

With the heartbeat, the resentment flowed violently, swimming along the heart veins to the extremities, forming joints, propping up the flesh and blood, allowing him to regain control of the limbs.

After a while for the hot tea to cool down, the young man finally breathed a sigh of relief, stood up tremblingly, propped his body in front of the altar, frowned and cursed: "...It hurts me to death..."

The ever-burning lamps on the altar were scattered all over the place, peeling off their color, and the offering flowers in the vase and the offering fruit in the plate had long since dried up and rotted so that their shapes could not be discerned.A gray gossip mirror was hanging by the table, but he took it off and put it in front of his face to take a picture.

The face reflected in the mirror is scary at first glance. The red part is blood, the black part is gray, the green part is grass juice, and the yellow part is wax stains. He rubbed it roughly with his palm, and finally revealed the blood stains. Under the original handsome appearance.

"Strange..."

The young man brushed his messy hair behind his ears, and turned his face left and right in the mirror.

This face looks to be only twenty years old, full of heaven, round lips, plump and thick earlobes, no matter how you look at it, it looks like Zhang has a long life and wealth, but somehow it will end up in a wilderness.

Putting down the gossip mirror, he turned his eyes and saw the list of merits and virtues poured on the table.

"...Guanshizong Immortal Venerable Qin Nianjiu, immortal bone spirit body, raised by nature, with eyes that can detect yin and yang, holds a long sword to shake the sky, cultivates the ruthless way, and has subdued millions of evil spirits in a hundred years..."

After reading this, he stopped thinking about looking back, and few words in his mind were true.

Everyone who cultivates the Tao knows that the act of slaying ghosts and subduing demons is the most likely to be contaminated with evil spirits. Not to mention a single mistake in one's own mind, the number of "millions" is still a curse.If this Qin Nianjiu really killed millions of evil ghosts, he would have been swallowed by the curse and become a demon king, how could he be able to ascend to become a god and be supported by others?

It must be that people in the world are ignorant, and they just want to make up a good number so that they can credit him with merit.

"Qin Nianjiu, Qin Nianjiu..." The young man read the gold-painted names on the directory twice, and wiped off the dust with his hand, "Hey, this name sounds really nice."

He straightened an upside-down ever-burning lamp, picked the wick with his fingertips, lit a bean candle with "creating something out of nothing", and muttered in his mouth: "Xiaosheng went to the temple for the first time, with empty hands and no offerings. Tianzun light a lamp. I hope Tianzun blesses you to recover your bones smoothly and join in reincarnation. When the karma is settled, you can also add a merit account to Tianzun..."

After finishing the polite words, he bent the corner of his mouth, moved forward, and said in a half-text: "I can't remember my own name and surname. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to walk in the rivers and lakes in the future. No, it just happens to be related to Tianzun. Why don't you use the name of Tianzun... If Tianzun is unwilling, you can let me know by sending down the fire of heaven—"

As he spoke, he paused, turned his head and waited for a moment, and there was a dead silence outside the hall.

He turned around and patted the toes of the statue in relief, "There are a lot of Heavenly Venerates, so it's settled."

Such a self-talking rogue act, if the ghost messenger is here, he will definitely spit on him.

After solving two major problems in a row, and prioritizing, it's time to think about how to resolve the grievances of the original owner of this body.

Resentment, so to speak, this body has been tossed so miserably, and the resentment in my heart is nothing more than seeking revenge from the creditor... Thinking of this, the young man—now Qin Nianjiu, turned around and leaned on the altar, and looked at the hall in front of him .

A wet spot one person wide extended from outside the main hall door to the futon he was lying on. He bent over and wiped it with his fingers. It was thick and sticky, with a strange fishy sweetness. It was the same as what was on his body, it was oil. wax.Presumably, the owner of this body crawled into this hall before he was about to die, begging for God's blessing, but he didn't want to end up dying, and even took over the shell by himself.

... It can be seen that it is not unreasonable for the Jiuling Tianzun Palace to be so dilapidated, it is not effective at all!

But it's easy to handle now, just follow this trace to find——

Before he could come to any conclusions, a shrill female voice with a weeping sound suddenly sounded, breaking the wind and coming from a distance outside the hall, like a sharp knife piercing into the ear, "Chen Wenyu!——"

Before the end sound fell, a dark red figure pierced the night and suddenly struck. There were no ears, no mouth and no nose on the face with bright makeup. There were only two bloody and empty eye sockets, which were filled with the wind and escaped. There were bursts of ear-piercing crying.

Her speed was too fast, it only took a flick of a finger from the moment she emerged to the moment when she jumped into the hall. The hall was empty, and Qin Nianjiu had no way to avoid it. A tattered black umbrella was hanging in front of his chest, and he formed a magic seal with one hand in a blink of an eye, but he was suddenly stuck in the air when he made a move to stamp the seal.

It was because of a resistance gushing out of his body that he had no choice but to stop.

...Is this the original owner stopping him?

His mind turned sharply, he changed his five fingers, and pinched out a soul whipping formula that could make the monster suffer from the pain of soul-shattering, but was stopped by that resistance again, and he couldn't help feeling angry from his heart: This ****, You can't kill, you can't fight, so is it your wish to wait for death with your hands tied? !

His side was wrestling with himself extremely entangled, but the woman's side seemed to have not seen him at all. As soon as he entered the hall, he fell down next to the human-shaped wet spot on the futon, and stretched out his hand to caress the sticky patch full of sorrow. Thick and thin wax, crying earnestly, "...Wen Yu, where are you, Wen Yu!"

Unable to get the desired response, she twisted her head into weird angles, turned in all directions, and "looked" around without falling into a blind spot, "Wen Yu!"

She kept twisting her neck, and almost turned her face to the back. The horrifying purple scars on her neck were very eye-catching, and her guttural voice clucked, "Where, where, where?!"

... This female ghost has a flexible neck.Realizing that she couldn't see, and he couldn't make any moves to attack, Qin Nianjiu calmed down instead, holding his breath and carefully moved back a little bit, until his back was in the arms of the golden statue behind him.

The golden statues in the temple will more or less store the souls of the gods, so that they can be offered by the world with incense. No matter how powerful the Jiuling Tianzun is, if he sticks so close, he should still be able to force the evil spirits to stay away. body, for the time being to protect him——

its not right?

Qin Nianjiu's thoughts froze, and he suddenly realized that he was also a body of resentment inside, and that he would suffer from flame erosion if he stuck it on the statue, but he couldn't feel the slightest difference!

Sure enough, in the next second, the woman bent her head and rushed forward, knocking the altar far away, and the scattered objects on it scattered all over the ground, making a clatter.

She clasped Qin Nianjiu's arm tightly with ten skinny fingers, her fingertips almost pierced into his flesh, her black, hollow eyes reached the tip of his nose, and she screamed, "You are here! You are here for wrong!"

... This Jiuling Tianzun who bullies the world and steals his name!

Qin Nianjiu cursed angrily in his heart, quickly turned his face away, and said nonsense in his mouth: "Girls respect themselves, men and women can't kiss each other!!"

The woman couldn't understand human words, so she moved closer to him and shouted loudly, "Wen Yu! Wen Yu!"

Breathing was blocked by the strong smell of corpses, Qin Nianjiu could almost see the fleshy rot in her brain through her eye sockets, a feeling of nausea rushed into his heart, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to pinch out a sky fire thunderstorm formula, However, he was stopped by the sound of a clear bell outside the hall.

The clear bell rings, one rings to shock the soul, another rings to awaken the soul, and three rings to induce the soul.

At the first sound, the woman's movements stopped suddenly, and she straightened her head with a click.With the second sound, the woman's sense of grief and grief all over her body disappeared abruptly, and she started giggling as she caressed his side face, and her voice returned to the gentleness of a little girl, and she murmured: "...a rabbit, a lotus, Although she is beautiful...but it is too vulgar, so Wen Yu can just be a mermaid, okay? I heard from my husband before that mermaids can live forever—"

"..." Qin Nianjiu clung tightly to the arms of the statue, and his skin was covered with goosebumps from being touched by her. He wished he could shrink his flesh and blood into the statue, and thought: I can't live forever, people have already been killed by you.

"Brother Wen Yu, are you okay?" The woman was still asking persistently, but her voice trembled, her body was controlled by the third bell tone, she turned around stiffly, and moved out of the hall step by step.

God help me too!Qin Nianjiu drew back, and the moment she turned around, he shrank back and hid behind the statue. He didn't even have time to catch his breath, so he raised the black umbrella in his hand, took the tip of the umbrella and began to draw "Wood Soil Nine Escapes" on the ground.

The Taoist who can activate the Qingling has quite deep cultivation. Although he can't figure out which colleague happened to pass by here and helped him from afar, he himself is also a master of unknown origin. After people saw through it, they couldn't help but take it away, which would only cause trouble, it's better to escape as soon as possible——

No, how can I resolve this complaint? !He stopped his hands with a headache, lowered his head and rubbed his forehead.

No matter how you look at it, "Chen Wenyu" was killed by that female ghost. It stands to reason that the blame is also on her, and everything will be fine if she is killed. Killer... Could there be something hidden in this?

Unable to figure it out, he let out a long sigh, and was about to cover up his identity and go out to talk to that colleague, don't let that female ghost get killed by him in a daze, when someone grabbed the left hand who was clinging to the black umbrella. wrist.

The hand on his wrist has smooth lines, the skin seems to be polished with white jade, and the well-proportioned muscles and bones are stretched under it, it is an extremely beautiful hand.

Qin Nianjiu froze from being caught, his little finger felt inexplicably hot, he turned his head slowly and saw the first living person he met since reincarnation.

"Chen Wenyu" was already quite tall, but the person who came was half a head taller than him. He wore a gray sky blue robe with a plain white lining, and the collar was embroidered with strips of long and narrow bamboo leaves, which matched him perfectly. That handsome face with delicate porcelain white and star-studded eyebrows and eyes.

Said to be porcelain white, he really looks like a porcelain doll, there is no vivid expression on his face, a pair of peach blossom eyes are slightly raised at the end, with two light brown transparent pupils inlaid, it is enough to see everything Showing affection, but only full of indifference, looking at himself coldly without any emotion.

Such a person stood by his side, one with a clear air, one covered with blood and oil, he was really a cold soul of the Guanghan Palace, and a mortal womb of the muddy bones of Yan Fushi.

"What's the use of hiding?" the visitor held Qingling with one hand and Qin Nianjiu's wrist with the other, and said calmly, "I found you."

His tone is calm, his expression is calm, his eyes are calm, and his whole body is green and white. If his palms are not warm, Qin Nianjiu would have suspected that the ghost messenger from the border area came out to find him.

It took a while to think about whether to fight directly with him, but Qin Nianjiu finally chose a more gentle and safe way, shook his wrist slightly, and said sincerely: "This fairy family, I have something to say..."

With the other hand pinching the Dao Zhenhun Jue in his sleeve, he waited vigilantly for his reaction.

Hearing this, the visitor frowned slightly, as if he was wondering why he could speak human words, "Are you human?"

The fingers pinched on his wrist gradually tightened, Qin Nianjiu wrinkled his nose, and subconsciously let out a low voice, "It hurts!"

There are questions and answers, and they can cry out in pain. It seems that they are indeed human.The visitor looked at him for a while, and finally let go of his hand.

Facing Qin Nianjiu's deep, inquisitive eyes, he neither opened his mouth to ask questions nor reported to the family. Instead, he performed the Shangqing formula immediately, carefully removing the wax stains on his palms, He brushed off the dust on his sleeves, and then moved a little to the side—although there was no abnormal expression on his face during the process, the overly obvious sense of disgust was self-evident.

"..." The disgusted Qin Nianjiu raised his lips with a fake smile, "Xianjia?"

After confirming that there was no stain left on his hands, the visitor stretched his brows, and explained briefly: "Just now when I was passing through the city, I saw that the resentment and evil energy in this palace suddenly rose, and I was afraid that there would be a magic star appearing in the world, which would harm the people of Liming. Let's take a look, I don't want it to be just Rakshasa's trouble."

Thinking that the so-called "one moment" should be the moment when he came back to life, Qin Nianjiu felt guilty for a moment, and was thinking about what kind of explanation to make this matter go away, when he suddenly thought of another problem.

He asked: "...you said, passing outside the city?"

The visitor nodded, "Yes."

"...How far is it from this temple?"

The visitor thought for a while, "It should be two miles."

"... came over?"

The visitor nodded again, "En."

"..." Qin Nianjiu couldn't hide his admiration, "The Immortal Family really cares about Liming people."

Knowing that something happened here, shrinking the ground into an inch, building nine escapes, taking advantage of the wind... so many magic spells that can speed up the pace, or make the body teleport, the most useless "five ghosts luck" "Cai" can transport himself here, but he just swayed here on two legs so slowly?

It's not that he came late and put himself in a dangerous situation that wasn't considered dangerous just now - he wouldn't impose such unreasonable responsibilities on others, he just... admired this person's calmness state of mind.

The visitor didn't know what was going on in his mind, so he only thought he was blaming himself, so he sincerely and softly persuaded, "Everything in the world has its own destiny, if there is a magic star in this world, then you can't escape the death word anyway, I'll come soon Being late doesn't make much difference."

"..." Qin Nianjiu clasped his fists in admiration, "Nianjiu is taught."

Hearing the word "Nian Jiu", the visitor raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at him sideways, "Nian Jiu?"

Seeing that the timing was right, Qin Nianjiu naturally reported his new name, saying that he was a casual cultivator who strayed into this place, and asked him, "Your surname of the immortal family, how do you call it?"

The visitor didn't answer, his eyes drooped, and his eyes fell on the merit list beside him.Someone wiped this directory, and the seven characters "Jiuling Tianzun Qin Nianjiu" on it are clearly recognizable.

Qin Nianjiu saw what he was looking at, his back stiffened, and he began to think about adding the "Nine Escapes of Civil Engineering" now, and it would be too late to escape immediately.

It's just that the visitor didn't give him a chance to escape, he just lingered on the list for a moment, and calmly moved back to him.

"Don't talk about your surname," the visitor said, "Talk about Fengyue."

Qin Nianjiu: "..."

If you plant melons, you will reap melons, and if you sow beans, you will reap beans. If you give a pseudonym, you can only reap a pseudonym. Jiuling Tianzun is very good to Fengyue Patriarch.