The villain is too evil

Chapter 54

"Cutting peaches?" Xiao Nianzhi's injured right hand suffered a spasm, and she recognized her out of the corner of the eye.

"Why are you here?"

Jiantao's sparse spiritual power resisted the female ghost. She was severely injured not long ago, and even the color of her spiritual power faded a lot.

"It's a long story—" Jiantao changed from active to passive just now. To be honest, with her current skill, she was rushing to die; Ling Zhi flew towards Xiao Nianzhi.

"Be careful!"

Xiao Nianzhi had been on guard for a long time, and raised her arm to shake off her spiritual power. Somehow, the soul orb in Fuyan's hand emitted a deadly aura, hitting the female ghost's forehead, and then set fire to the surroundings from it. Scattered, and within a moment, the burned ashes of the female ghost were wiped out.

The female ghost's screams echoed in the empty execution ground, and the surrounding Buddha was stripped of a layer of black and gray sand. After it dissipated, the small valley returned to its original appearance with no torture racks or bloodstains.

Even if you smell it carefully, you can smell a hint of grassy fragrance.

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Jiantao exhausted too much physical strength, unable to hold on and limp on the ground, panting softly.

Xiao Nianzhi squatted down, stretched out his hand and poured out some spiritual energy to maintain her body, the moment he touched her body, he said in disbelief: "How did you get out of your body and run around?"

The moment the spiritual energy poured into his body, Jiantao felt much better, his eyes didn't fight up and down, and his tone became harder. "Look at me, it seems like I'm full and have nothing to do?"

"Qin Se, that faceless old thief, cast a spell to forcibly separate my body from my soul, and took away my body for no apparent reason."

Xiao Nianzhi thought of the man wearing the bamboo hat, and in his impression, he saw him take action and personally destroy the harmony of the martial arts world a few times, but every time Qin Se made a mess, he was the one behind the scenes.

"What did he want your body to do, and how did you get caught by him?"

Jiantao's soul became thicker, and she stood up by herself without Xiao Nianzhi's help, complaining a bit: "When the dragon and phoenix came into the world, I met him on the road. The pain of stripping."

When a person dies, the soul will leave without a boarding house, but when a person is alive, the pain of forcibly peeling off the spirit orifice is very unbearable, like thousands of knives sawing back and forth in the brain, life is better than death.

"Then how did you get here? Do you know where this is?"

How did Jian Tao know that she passed out from the pain and woke up in a house with nothing but a vanity mirror. She remembered staring at the mirror for a while before being sucked in blankly.

"I thought it was a dream, I never thought I'd meet you." Jiantao glanced aside and asked, "Where is this place?"

Xiao Nianzhi explained to her: "I passed by Bright Lantern City and was beaten here. I woke up from a tomb full of wronged souls. Now you and I are in the mirror. If I can't pass this life-and-death tribulation, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out forever. .”

Jiantao: "Mirror?" How could she come into the mirror.

"Is the enchantment of the mirror broken? How can I get out?"

Xiao Nianzhi originally wanted to save the female ghost, help her reincarnate, and dispel her grievances, but he didn't think that the female ghost's grievances were heavier than he imagined. After suffering so much, the ghost will no longer trust anyone. As long as someone dies, She is happy.

"Not yet." Xiao Nianzhi said: "The intention of entering the mirror is to let me die for the female ghost, and the person in the tomb will live. Now it seems that the female ghost was killed by me, which has already broken the rules of life and death in the mirror."

Jiantao was confused, and asked indifferently: "The person in the tomb?"

Xiao Nianzhi thought of Qin An who threw him into the fire, and sighed: "It's not important, here, this is for you."

Xiao Nianzhi stretched out his hand to give her a ring, the ring had a blue surface, coated with a layer of blue gold, and a thin golden chain protruded from the ring.

"There is the blood of a stranger in the ring, and the chain is embedded in the meridians on the back of your hand, stretching to the depths of your soul, and will keep your soul alive."

Jian Tao took the ring, looked at it, and brought it to her index finger; as soon as the ring touched her soul body, the chain inside got into the back of her hand like a soul.

Jiantao looked at the abnormality on his hand and asked, "Whose blood is in this ring?"

"My blood."

Jiantao: "..."

There are rumors in the world that Xiao Nianzhi is a hard-nosed rooster, he is stingy with everyone except himself and his apprentice, and can howl for a long time when he is injured. She is very curious how this person can get his own blood.

Xiao Nianzhi knew what she was thinking, and said relaxedly: "Don't think too much, I do some good things occasionally."

He finally moved his feet and walked outside, Jiantao followed after a while, and asked the question she was most worried about right now: "How do we get out now?"

Xiao Nianzhi opened her mouth: "Look for a mirror."

The two of them walked out along the alley, passed by several houses, and stretched out their hands to push the door. When each of them touched the door knocker, before they pushed open, these houses fell apart like a pile of soil and sand.

Then it was left empty and spotless, as if there had never been any building.

They even tried several rooms like this, but had no choice but to give up.If you can't even get into a house with a door, you can still find a mirror.

Jiantao relieved the depression in his chest and asked, "What should we do now?"

Xiao Nianzhi walked under a tree, looked at the lake next to him and thought of it; everything started from Mingdeng City, to the inexplicable tomb later, to be honest, he himself pulled many threads and couldn't think of any connection between them , if it's just a catastrophe, why bother.

There were circles of ripples on the surface of the lake, disturbing the reflection of the green trees, Xiao Nianzhi stretched out her head to stare at the slightly rippled tree shadows, and suddenly walked down the steps.

At the last step, half of Xiao Nianzhi's body was reflected on the water.

"Mirror," he said softly.The clear lake can reflect all the shadows floating above.

Inside and outside the mirror, life and death reflect each other, and the surface of the lake is like a mirror, exactly the same.

"Cut Tao." He called out without looking back, "I think I know how to get out."

Jiantao leaned over, saw Xiao Nianzhi's shadow reflected on the lake, and understood: "The lake is like a mirror, what do you think?"

"I remember that when I came here, I also came out from here, so I can also go back from here."

This is a way, but Xiao Nianzhi can get into the water, she is a soul, she can't touch anything, how can she get back.

Xiao Nianzhi: "Maybe you can't go back, but how will you know if you don't try." He cast a spell to turn Jiantao's soul into a small one, and put it on the jade ring around his waist.

She saw that the jade pendant was a giant in her eyes, and her own arms were not enough to support her body to sit still, so she had to change it to a jade pendant with rings hanging from her arms, hanging on it as if the whole person was hanging.

After settling down to cut the peaches, Xiao Nianzhi didn't allow herself to take a breath, and plunged into the water, causing thousands of sprays.

He kept falling in the water, as if falling into a cliff, his body suddenly became uncontrollable, and his head became heavier and heavier. The familiar pain began to spread from his heart until he couldn't breathe, became drowsy and lost consciousness.

Almost at the same time, he woke up and found that he was in a desolate grassland. He woke up in the grass, his head was thick black, it was night, and there was a full moon hanging high in the sky, bright, and the stars faded.

Jiantao came here by falling, and returned to her original figure as soon as she landed, eating a mouthful of grass indecently.After secretly sorting out her image, she couldn't help questioning Xiao Nianzhi. "Are you playing tricks on me? I'm about to vomit as I scrape on your waist."

Making her so small that she couldn't hold the jade pendant without using her arms, and then passed through the water again, was a double blow both physically and psychologically.

Xiao Nianzhi didn't answer her words, put a finger between his lips, and said: "Shh."

"listen."

In the silent night, in the outskirts where there is not even a single insect chirping, I suddenly think of the looming suona sound, and it seems that there are also drums... and crying.

Xiao Nianzhi turned her head to look in the direction of the voice, and after a while, a team appeared at the end of the road.

—A funeral procession.

There are two rows of men and women wearing white scarves, with suonas hanging in the front row, and a white sedan chair in the middle. The women stand on both sides of the sedan chair and wipe their faces with handkerchiefs. Everyone behind them has a wooden basket in their hands. He took out the paper and copper coins and looked at the sky with a clatter.

It is worth noting that the funeral procession was followed by a group of people holding white lanterns.

The arrangement of their lanterns is irregular, some are tall and some are low; some are big and some are small, they are swaying in the sky. In the dark night, looking at this pile of shining white lanterns is very intrusive.

Xiao Nianzhi pushed Jiantao to hide in the grass with her hands, slowed her breathing, and waited for the funeral procession to pass by.

The team carrying the sedan chairs in front quickly passed in front of them, but the white lantern team behind them didn't do what they wanted.

These lanterns were released continuously as if there was no end, and there was a familiar scent wafting during the period - Xiao Nianzhi had smelled it before passing out in the Nameless Inn.

After about a quarter of an hour, the long line of lanterns finally finished.

Xiao Nianzhi came out of the grass, it was the first time Jiantao encountered such a situation, and she was full of curiosity: "What are these people doing? It looks so unlucky."

Xiao Nianzhi turned to look at her: "Want to know?"

"Ah."

"Go and have a look."

Jiantao agreed, anyway, she is considered a dead person now, so she doesn't need to be afraid of these dirty things.

After all, if you talk about their dirty words, I seem to...

The two followed the funeral procession all the time, seeing them stop in an open space, and what followed was a process different from the normal funeral process.

There was originally a stele in the open space. Those people used shovels to dig up the soil beside it. It took a while to dig, but the depth was enough for the sedan chair to fit in.

Those people worked together to put the sedan chair in, and the team holding the white lanterns put the white lanterns in their hands on the nearby ground.

Xiao Nianzhi felt chills down his spine when he saw it, but what was even more inconceivable was that those people got a mirror from somewhere, walked to a place ten meters away from the tombstone, and put it down.

Having done all this, those people disappeared as if they had never been there, if what they left behind was negligible.

After they left, Xiao Nianzhi came out from the dark, walked to the monument, and saw the result of his guess.

On this bare stone tablet, the words Anonymous are indeed written.

That inn is a tomb.

He jumped from a tomb to a tomb within a tomb.

Xiao Nianzhi just wanted to dig up the soil and see what was in the sedan chair they put down, but she heard the sound of Jiantao trembling slightly.

"Xiao Xianjun, the mirror has moved."

He turned his head, and in an instant, many wandering souls emerged from the mirror, attacking them one by one with claws and claws.

Xiao Nianzhi turned over, dodged sideways, and fought back, destroying many souls, but the mirror was like a bottomless pit, from which souls came out continuously and could not be killed.

Xiao Nianzhi killed a path leading to the mirror, leaned over, and gathered the spirit blade to smash the mirror.

But the mirror can't be broken so easily. After he chopped it down, the situation didn't ease up much. It seemed that more and more souls came out of it.

Xiao Nianzhi had no choice but to back up to kill these evil spirits. His figure flipping in the air was completely poured into the mirror, and all his movements were adjusted in the same direction. Moreover, there was only his solo dance in the mirror, and there was no shadow of his soul at all. .

Xiao Nianzhi suddenly thought that life and death depend on each other, the back of life is death, and the back of death is life.Originally, he wanted to find the key inside, and then go out safely without harming himself; now he understands that if the self in the mirror will never die, then the self outside the mirror will always be dead, and he will never be able to get out .

Xiao Nianzhi yelled anxiously at Jiantao: "Come here!"

He found a gap to shrink the cut peach and hung it around his waist, gathered the spirit blade again, this time, he stabbed straight at his figure in the mirror.

Before Jiantao came, the sound of piercing and tearing pierced into the ears.

Xiao Nianzhi endured the pain and thought, it really is so.

To get out, he had to kill himself.

Before his consciousness went dark, Xiao Nianzhi smelled the faint fragrance of death again.

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The author has something to say: Picked up a cut peach

On the third day when Fuyan was offline, she missed him and missed him