Half Immortal - Chapter 192

    Mr. Bai seemed to finally hear the movement of them coming in. He turned his head and looked at Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang who were standing not far away.

    The two of them are obviously not good people, but Mr. Bai still looks leisurely. He smiled at Yan Wei and the two: “The ceremony cannot be neglected. Since you are here as a guest, you have to knock on the door before entering.”

    Mr. Bai laughed out loud: “It’s reasonable and reasonable, this man, what kind of poetry and books does he read, and what kind of ritual music? other people.”

    Yan Mingguang frowned – these words are obviously diametrically opposed to his ideas.

    Yan Wei’s brows moved slightly, his fingertips silently touched the black ring, his whole body was tense, but he said like a small talk: “When Mr. It’s also here, Mr. Wen, have our ancestors and group books ever said that the individual is better than everyone else.”

    “Have you found the answer?”

    “Isn’t what Mr. said? There is no conclusion. But I thought about it today, and I feel that there is no conclusion for the future, but it seems that for Mr., Mr. has already made a choice. “

    Mr. Bai gave him a deep look, the play came with the sound of music and drums, leaving no silence in this small courtyard.

      , it shattered at the slightest touch.”

    “Looks like Mr. knows why we’re here.”

    “Ayu is dead, then you should also know.”

    On the stage, Liang Shanbo sent Zhu Yingtai out of the academy. The long play passed through the cold and softened the snow. Mr. Bai turned his head and glanced at the dead aura coming from the direction of the Shen residence, his eyes were full of joy.

    Yan Wei said, “I guessed something, but I’m not sure, sir, would you like to explain?”

    Mr. Bai raised his hand and pointed to the inside of the house: “Please come in and take a seat.” When the words were finished, he himself waved to stop the troupe and let them leave, and he walked into the bamboo house first. .

    Yan Mingguang glanced at Yan Wei, Yan Wei nodded silently.

    If the person behind all this is really Mr. Bai, the formation of the Guanyin Temple is still in place, and the Shen residence is still alive, they had better find out everything and adapt accordingly.

    They followed Mr. Bai into the bamboo house. The smell of the wine that filled the house last time was gone, as soon as Yan Wei entered the house, he smelled a burst of ink and a slight floral scent. The fragrance of this flower is very light, and it has almost disappeared, as if someone had brought it here before.

    This floral fragrance is familiar to Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang.

    It is the floral fragrance that Ayu touches when he starts.

    “It turned out that the husband cooked wine that day to cover up the fragrance of flowers in the house. She often came to sing this song “Liang Zhu” for him? It’s a pity that she didn’t know it until she died. The evil method of changing a woman’s appearance is actually to catalyze Jiang Jingyun’s ‘resurrection’ into a ghost.”

    “It’s a pity,” Mr. Bai, like Yanwei and the others last time, cooked wine aside, “I originally wanted her to go without knowing it, but she was still going to die. A little more sad.”

    He used the charcoal fire in the house to warm for a while, and poured a glass of warm wine for Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang each.

    Yan Wei did not dare to drink this time.

    Mr. Bai did not force it, saying: “She disguised herself as a man to study in the academy, and only I recognized her. After she knew that I saw it, she did not hide in front of me. With my teacher, I earnestly learn the principles of those sages. After school, I like to come to my shabby bamboo house and let me tell him the stories in those operas-because these opera slang words are all things from the market, she is the only one The girl’s house can’t see it on weekdays.”

    At this point, everything seems to be clear.

    Jiang Jingyun suddenly lost her family and was sold to Wanhualou. Mr. Bai tried his best, but he did not win over the wealthy Shen Yuan. He has lived a life of self-discipline and self-discipline, but in the end he was defeated here.

    Mr. Bai didn’t say more, but Yan Wei almost connected it all: “Jiang Jingyun was tortured to death by Shen Yuan, you can’t save her, so you chose this method, relying on and Guanyin The good relationship of the big temple, quietly left a reversal formation on the golden statue, turned the formation method of suppressing evil into something that encourages stealth, and made him hate you because he saw you in Wanhualou. A-Yu, who is deeply rooted in love, thinks that he has obtained the evil method that can change his appearance. He has killed so many people in these years, and the death energy is continuously sent to Jiang Jingyun’s body, and the resentment gradually turns the sea black…”

    Even these players who have identities come to Guanyin Town, I am afraid that Mr. Bai has designed it step by step.

    Why is the formation in Shen Yuanwai’s hands to suppress evil spirits exactly the same as that in Mr. Bai’s hands?

    Because that’s what Mr. Bai deliberately let member Shen get. Jiang Jingyun has never turned into a ghost, so what about repression? Since Jiang Jingyun’s ghost body does not exist, how much of the Guanyin bottled water, which is as indispensable as Jiang Jingyun’s ghost body, might be a good thing…? If this “repression” formation is really set up, is it to suppress evil, or…

    Yan Wei subconsciously looked at the dead aura that was slowly emerging from the direction of the Shen residence outside the door.

    Zhong Bufan and Yu Zhengqing, who went to the Shen residence, also sent a message to the rest of them, saying that the clean bottle of water was handed over to the Shen residence camp, and the other party promised not to let go of death.

      It doesn’t matter.”

    Yan Wei groped for the black ring with her fingertips.

    Their mission is to suppress grievances.

    Jiang Jingyun himself is not the source of grievances, the evil side of all this is the scholar in front of him who looks like the moon and the breeze. Zhuo Xidong couldn’t end this dungeon at all. Only by removing the root cause would this dungeon be considered a break.

    It’s best to wait for Lin Zhen to wake up, Song Chengan and Zhong Bufan have both resolved things, they will meet, and then deal with this NPC who is likely to be the dungeon boss.

    He narrowed his eyes and was about to say something that they were going to leave when Mr. Bai’s hand holding the jug suddenly stopped, and the smile on his face changed to a cold one at this moment .

    His warm voice was wrapped with a blade: “Your eyes tell me that you don’t want to leave Guanyin Town.”

    The world inside the building.

    Every life and death in the copy, from the eyes of the projected people, is just a picture that cannot be participated. They could only watch the progress of the Avalokitesvara School camp and the Shen Zhai camp, and finally reached the end of the top-level dungeon that attracted the attention of the entire world in the building.

    At this moment, no one doubts that Yan Wei is V.

    Although no one named his identity in the dungeon, the attitude of those super high-level players who can call out their names to Yan Wei is obvious to all, even the opponents of the Shen Zhai camp. To be able to completely give up a head-to-head fight after seeing Yan Wei—who else could Yan Wei be?

    The players who had been quarreling with their bold guesses just now didn’t speak much at the moment of determination.

    Not even anyone talking about how the dungeon breaks.

    Because that’s not what they worry about anymore. Maybe at the beginning, they just thought, if someone at the top succeeds this time, does it mean that there is hope for other players too? Even a little bit, that’s hope.

    But V is different.

    What V pursues is not the self-interest of individuals, but the end of all.

    If he succeeds, the thousands of players in the world in this building will no longer be afraid of the life and death of the dungeon.

    They believed in V’s ability to break the game, almost blindly trusting and hoping for the moment when V broke the game. From the moment Yan Wei’s identity was recognized by everyone, they had begun to subconsciously have the same goal as Yan Wei.

    There are many ways to live, and what Yan Wei showed them was the best one.

    Yan Mingguang responded very quickly, and when he raised his hand, a dagger flew out like an arrow feather, and collided with the hand that Mr. Bai grabbed!

    The hand seemed to be made of flesh and blood, but it was like copper skin and iron bone. The dagger thrown by Mingguang blocked that moment. Under the sound of “dang bang”, the oscillating air swept away the coffee table and wooden table among them, and the pieces were scattered.

    The whole bamboo house is in disarray at this moment.

    Mr. Bai has lost the calm and graceful attitude he had just now, and his whole body began to emit a faint sense of death. He didn’t have a weapon, and he relied on a pair of hands like copper and iron, and he actually stopped Yan Mingguang’s attacks several times.

      Usually instantly covered with corpse spots and died. Mr. Bai looked at them without a trace of emotion, his eyes were full of killing intent, surrounded by this deadly aura, he looked like an Asura ghost from the Yellow Spring.

    He held up the moon wheel, stood behind Yan Mingguang, and used the moon wheel to protect Yan Mingguang’s body at all times, so that those dead auras could not touch Yan Mingguang’s body.

    After a few back and forth, Mr. Bai was suddenly thrown out by Yan Mingguang’s whip and landed in the snow in embarrassment.

    Yan Mingguang just chased after thousands of victories, but Mr. Bai suddenly smiled.

    The next moment, the death energy on his body was ten times stronger! As soon as Yan Mingguang’s whip arrived, the dead aura dissipated with his movements, instantly corroding the body of the whip.

    Yan Wei glanced at Mr. Bai’s sharp blade-like hand, and his perception sensed the flow of power in the opponent’s body, the moon wheel moved, and shouted: “Yan Mingguang, back! The entire evil formation is connected together, and Shen Zhai, Guanyin Temple and himself are three complementary formations, and he can call each other!”

    The cycle of death is endless.

     Yan Wei’s words were already a step too late, Yan Mingguang’s physical reaction in the life and death had already worked at that moment, the whip had just been corroded by death, Yan Mingguang turned over and threw it again A dagger shot straight at Mr. Bai’s eyebrows.

    The knife hits the target.

    The blade pierced three points between Mr. Bai’s eyebrows, but he still kept his eyes open, showing a half-smiling look towards Yan Mingguang and Yan Wei.

      The black gas immediately corroded the skin on his arm, and in a moment, Yan Mingguang’s arm was soaked with blood, and the flesh was blurred.

    Mr. Bai can actually hurt Yan Mingguang. And this monster is actually bigger and stronger.

      The dead aura around him was extremely gloomy, making him look like a full-fledged ghost.

      The other group of people seems to have started? That’s a coincidence, they helped me add fire, I’ll kill you again, and feed Jingyun with your dead energy… She can come back. “

    Yan Mingguang glanced at the wound on his arm, his expression remained unchanged, as if he could not feel the pain, he calmly took a few steps back, and kept a certain distance from Mr. Bai.

    Yan Wei stepped forward to support him: “How is it?”

    Yan Mingguang shook his head: “We are not fighting him, we are fighting the entire evil formation.”

    At the same time, the Guanyin Temple.

    Song Chengan was standing in front of the golden statue, holding the array plate, his perception was implicated in the direction of the great array, and he raced against time to break every line of the great array bit by bit. Geng Liang helped him feel the direction of evil in the temple.

    This great formation has been reversed into an evil formation for too long. If you are not careful, you will be attacked by evil energy. Song Chengan dismantled it very carefully, even if there was no ambiguity in his hands, there was not much progress at this time.

    Suddenly—

    He opened his eyes suddenly, took a step back unsteadily, and a **** breath came up from his throat.

    “Pfft-“

      Geng Liang’s nose moved, his expression changed, he stepped forward and immediately supported Song Chengan, who had almost fallen.

    Geng Liang was shocked: “What’s wrong with you?”

    “Someone…” Song Chengan slowed down, then took a deep breath, wiped the corner of his mouth with the sleeve of his Taoist robe, and continued, “It could be a ghost, the thing that was laid out was just moved. This big formation. He was using it, I was dismantling it, I was taking it down carefully, he used it like a flood, and I was injured by the formation.”

    Geng Liang’s ears moved slightly: “I seem to hear a big movement in the school opposite the big temple.”

    He said, Yan Wei happened to send them a message, and in a few words, he briefly described Mr. Bai’s affairs. They were on the communication, and after Song Chengan listened, he heard a fierce fighting sound from the other end.

    He said to Geng Liang: “Yan Wei said that Mr. Bai connected himself to the formation of the Shen residence and the great temple, which is in common with these deadly evil spirits. The harder they attack, Mr. Bai The less angry you are, the more powerful you are. We must help them stabilize this great formation, at least weaken its blessing on that ghost. Your control over perception can be done to bless other people’s perception without affecting it?”

    Geng Liang nodded: “I haven’t done it before, but it should be possible.”

    “Then you can bless my perception,” Song Chengan raised his head and looked at the golden statue of Guanyin in front of him. array.”

    Inside the Guanyin Academy.

    Yan Mingguang, Yan Wei and Mr. Bai directly hit the front hall from the broken bamboo house. Some students in the school ran to see what was going on for unknown reasons. Before they got close, Mr. Bai waved him and grabbed him. He grabbed him alive and strangled his neck. A puddle of dead water.

    The other students around were not in the mood to explore what was going on, and immediately screamed and scattered, and escaped from the Guanyin Academy.

    The school, which was like the breeze and bright moon yesterday, is now a mess, and all the students are scattered like birds and beasts.

    Yan Wei was guarded by Yan Mingguang behind him, his brows were wrinkled, and the moon wheel in his hand was constantly spinning, constantly protecting Yan Mingguang around him to ensure that those dead energy would not contaminate Yan Mingguang in the slightest .

      He fought with Mr. Bai like this, and Mr. Bai became more and more mad as he fought, but he was still a person, and under the drag of the wound, he would only consume more and more.

    It was another back and forth, Yan Mingguang kicked the ghastly thing away, but in such contact, the moon wheel could not be isolated, and the dead aura also eroded his skin instantly, and it was in his legs Left a **** wound.

    Mr. Bai did not know the pain at all, without any pause, turned around on the ground and rushed towards Yan Wei.

    Yan Wei hurriedly raised the moon wheel to protect herself, this “ghost” with claws and claws slammed into the moon wheel, and even Yan Wei rolled back with the moon wheel’s barrier .

    Yan Mingguang’s long knife followed and stopped Mr. Bai.

    The two were entangled again, seeing that the more and more dead aura brought new wounds to Yan Mingguang, Yan Wei shouted: “Yan Mingguang!!”

    The next moment, the wound healed in an instant, leaving only the rather broken clothes stained with blood.

    Yu Feizhou held his blue beads in his hand, and wounds gradually appeared on the same place as Yan Mingguang. He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and began to heal his wounds with blue beads.

    Yan Wei ran to his side: “Your injury…”

     “My skills are in this area. These injuries are transferred to me and will heal in a moment. It’s not worth it to stay on Yan Mingguang.”

    Seeing that the rot on his body was indeed recovering quickly, Yan Wei breathed a sigh of relief, only to hear Yu Feizhou continue: “Lin Zhen is not awake. I heard your movement here, thinking of you After fighting for so long, I definitely need help, so I left a protective tool for Lin Zhen next to him, come and have a look.”

    Yan Wei looked at Yan Mingguang who was holding Mr. Bai in front of him with great concern, and quickly said: “Yan Mingguang is not not his opponent, even at the beginning, this surnamed Bai even had several He couldn’t hold it back and forth. But he was linked with death energy. He had already turned himself into a ghost, and these death energy were his breeding grounds. The more injuries this guy got, the more he could accommodate the death energy. Instead, we Fear of hands and feet, killing is not, not killing is not.”

    Yu Feizhou frowned: “Then it must be a hit.”

    “But he is full of dead energy now, and the blade will be corroded when it gets close.”

    Yan Mingguang has completely given up these weapons now, and fights Mr. Bai with his bare hands. If he is not careful, he will be wounded by death energy.

      gas.

    Yan Wei clenched his fists tightly, breathing slightly heavier.

    He glanced at Yu Feizhou, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

    Yu Feizhou: “?”

    “If Yan Mingguang rushes into these dead auras to kill him, can you bear the corrosive injuries in a few seconds?”

    Yu Feizhou was taken aback: “I can, but it’s not enough for me to transfer the wound.”

    Yan Wei said, “Leave the rest to me.”

    He turned his gaze back to Mr. Bai who wanted to kill them, and suddenly shouted: “Mr. originally wanted to kill us to silence us, but now we are known to the whole school, no Today, the respectful appearance of Mr. is going to be spread all over the world.”

    Mr. Bai gave a wicked smile and said, “Then let’s all die – anyway… there are no good people in this world.”

    Yan Wei raised her eyebrows: “No?”

      He said, “Isn’t Jiang Jingyun a good person?”

    Mr. Bai obviously moved.

    But Yan Mingguang didn’t pursue the victory – he saw Yan Wei’s eyes, and withdrew his hand slightly, standing in front of Mr. Bai, ready to go.

    Yan Wei seemed to be careless, with the same tone of chatting in the past, saying: “I never knew her, but I think that a girl who read poetry and books before her death and was born in a high-profile way, She was suddenly tortured to death, under such a situation, she never gave birth to those harmful grievances after death…”

    As he said, his eyes seemed to be squinting randomly, but he was actually staring at Mr. Bai’s every move.

    Mr. Bai stared at him, his black hair covering most of his face, his exposed face was lifeless, just like a demon who appeared in broad daylight. He stood there, his whole body tense, as if he was attracted by Yan Wei’s words.

    Yan Wei chuckled: “Sir, have you never thought about it, or dare you not think about it?”

    “…thinking?”

    “You created such a monstrous situation, reversed the great formation of Guanyin to protect one side, treated the girl who liked you as a sword, gathered thousands of death energy to nourish Jiang Jingyun’s body, and even made up a The high-sounding reason makes us think that we are bringing magic tools to suppress evil spirits, but in fact, we borrowed the hands of others to lay a new evil law next to Jiang Jingyun’s coffin to promote resentment… All of this is not just to make her use another kind of evil spirits. The way to come back to life, to be a ghost who can never be reborn?”

    Mr. Bai was suddenly angry: “Who do you say will never be born again!?”

    ” She even suffered such ravages in her lifetime, and she is unwilling to turn into a ghost to take revenge after her death, doesn’t she just want to go to a stable Huangquan and have a peaceful afterlife? You are doing this, isn’t it right? Go against what she thinks, and let her be a monster so dirty that the world can’t stand it?”

    “The world will not tolerate her…” Mr. Bai’s eyes were dazed for a moment, unaware that Yan Mingguang’s injuries were slowly transferring to Yu Feizhou beside Yan Wei, “I’ll let her be enough. .”

    Yan Wei snorted coldly: “The world won’t allow you to look like a ghost, what qualifications do you have to tolerate others?”

    “Shut up!”

      Is it not enough to be dead, or the person who died…don’t want to wake up like this?”

    Mr. Bai trembled.

      color, terrifying. But his expression was unprecedentedly dazed, and the devil-like face showed the opposite child-like dazedness.

    For a moment, his eyes narrowed, and his voice tore from his throat: “—I killed you!”

    Yan Wei narrowed his eyes and shouted, “Now!”

      , grabbed his neck violently!

    Death quickly eroded Yan Mingguang’s hands, Yu Feizhou’s skills were activated, and those erosions appeared in his hands in an instant, and he held the blue bead dripping with blood.

    Yan Mingguang and Mr. Bai’s body were separated by the moon wheel, and they were isolated from the outside world as much as possible.

    Mr. Bai’s eyes widened, and his sleeves fluttered.

    In the school, the death energy did not arrive in time, Yan Mingguang pinched Mr. Bai’s neck without hesitation at this moment.

    It was a hit.

    He took a few steps back, left the dead energy, and came to Yan Wei and Yu Feizhou.

    Mr. Bai stared at the front with round eyes, as if he was looking at the direction where Yan Wei and the others were, but his eyes gradually lost focus. The black dead aura lost its carrier and slowly dissipated in the cold air, leaving the whole world lonely and cold.

      Generally, the soft fell down.

    At the moment when he was out of breath, suddenly, he seemed to see a woman wearing a man’s plain robe standing on the snow, with a jade crown and hairpin, looking back at him gracefully.

    “…the sedan chair will carry you to the horse’s house, and the autumn wind will send me to Huangquan… One side is the sound of mourning and mourning music, while the other side is the horn blowing toward the sky…”[1]

    “…Yingtai is alive, Shanbo has become a ghost, life and death are hard to separate…”[2]

    The hearts of people who have been dead for five years are in the world, and thousands of resentments can’t pull back the ghosts walking on Huangquan Road.