Chapter 172: Taking the Hook

"It is a shame precisely because we are brothers from the same mother."

Until this moment, the appearance of the mastermind behind the curtain gradually became clear.

A Yuanying stage cultivator who can even make a Jindan stage cultivator run around in circles.

A Nascent Soul who can use spiritual energy to the extreme but is still only a Nascent Soul.

Later, perhaps because he had been working there longer, Tang Wan was able to get access to some internal confidential projects. For example, the school-enterprise cooperation between Dongjishan and Lingfeng School. Batches of magical beasts and monks were sent here. Some of them were fed drugs designed by Mo Jing, and then picked up and sent away by the Lingfeng Sect to be used as a tool to intimidate the people. But another part of it disappeared from then on.

Mo Jing did not tell them where they were going, nor did she specify whether they were alive or dead. As long as they could stay alive on Dongji Mountain, no one dared to ask him this fatal question.

Until she was taken to a place. There, she saw the most horrible aliens she had ever seen in her life.

But very powerful.

Mo Jing gave her some information.

The information contains their transformation methods. It also records the special materials they used to create this monster.

"Hunlun".

No one knows when Hunlun was born or where he came from. According to legend, in ancient times, when gods and demons were fighting each other, this thing that did not belong to the six realms was born from the abyss. They can control the minds of creatures in the six realms and change their bodies and cognition. It can make a person extremely powerful, but it can also drive a person mad.

In the beginning, this thing was just a tiny bit in the six realms. People only regarded it as something like miasma and never paid much attention to it. It was not until the Heaven Gate collapsed for the third time, war raged, and the way out of the six realms was blocked, that some sages were shocked to find that this thing had spread everywhere. It causes flowers and plants to wither, birds and animals to mutate, immortals infected by it will become possessed, and demons attacked by it will lose control of themselves and become monsters or zombies.

At first, the wise men only regarded it as an evil spirit. Until someone discovered that the great abyss under the Heavenly Gate had gathered together to form a mass of evil.

A huge evil creature blocking the gate of heaven.

Evil energy comes continuously from the abyss.

In order to kill the evil and open the gate to heaven, the sages united the six realms to forge a magic sword, and nominated a goddess who was a descendant of the gods as the sword bearer. The forging of the magic sword went smoothly, and the goddess killed the evil creature and opened the Heavenly Gate smoothly too - the only imperfection was that all the sages involved in this matter died when the Heavenly Gate was opened. They went to the West Sea with the goddess and never returned.

However, no matter they were killed by evil creatures or died of exhaustion while supplying energy to the goddess to split the sky gate, for them, it was a satisfying result.

But the effect of the goddess's salvation is very significant. After that, the world became clear. At the beginning, only the top sages of the six realms knew about the chaos. Now they thought that this matter had become history like the forged sword, the dead goddess, and the twelve wise men who never returned. Naturally, everyone forgot about it.

Except one person.

A person who is always curious about the world, who is new here and has seen too many heroic works, and is full of confidence to explore this world.

After hearing this name, Ning Mingmei actually didn't feel surprised at all. Lian Chengyue even heard him sigh softly: "That's the only one left."

That person?

Lian Chengyue's heart moved and she listened to their conversation attentively.

Then……

Ning Mingmei waved his sleeves, set up a barrier, and started his private chat with Tang Wan.

"Master sometimes has one-on-one conversations like this." Jiang Yourong comforted him.

...Damn it, you little girl with no ambition who doesn’t even want to eavesdrop!

Shi Ruzhuo laughed at the right moment: "Look, Ning Mingmei has blocked you out."

"Just now Pei Shiqi was also listening, but Immortal Ning did not deploy the barrier. Now when I went to listen, Immortal Ning deployed the barrier." Lian Chengyue said, "This means..."

Shi Ruzhuo: "You are not welcome."

Lian Chengyue: "Ning Mingmei has been paying attention to me."

Shi Ruzhuo: ...

How could this child, so young, become a mental patient?

Strictly speaking, there was nothing wrong with Lian Chengyue's reasoning - but at this moment Ning Mingmei was more concerned about what Tang Wan said.

Tang Wan said that there was also half a diary among the materials. She didn't know who wrote the diary.

But Ning Mingmei knew that it must be the product of that girl.

A girl in a crabapple flower dress passed by a village and discovered that some of the villagers were behaving crazily. Deformed babies are often born among the villagers, and some people often go crazy.

The villagers believed that this was a punishment from God.

In order to pray for forgiveness from an unknown god, the villagers set up statues of the god and offered blood and food to the god on the seventh day of every month. The offerings on the stage initially consisted of pork, chicken, mutton, and beef.

Later, in order to show sincerity, what was offered on the platform became human blood food.

Human livers, lungs, intestines, and brains were piled bloody on the plate. Those kneeling on the ground are all starving people. High above is a statue made of gold.

The girl took out the lotus lantern to treat them. But she soon discovered that the deformities were not caused by a virus.

It is a black and gray fluid that looks like gas and water.

Fluids grow in the village. The more painful, brutal, hateful and bloody the villagers were, the more the gray-black fluid was produced. The girl used a lotus lantern and a gooseneck flask to collect the black and gray substance. She only needed to lightly touch it with her fingers to feel countless negative emotions surging from the depths of her heart.

Hatred, exhaustion, jealousy, cruelty...but it even made her burst out with stronger power. The village chief enriched himself by making money from the sacrifices. When he snatched a newborn baby and wanted to dig out the baby's eyes for sacrifice, the girl saw with her own eyes that the black energy emanating from the baby's mother instantly reached its peak.

No one expected that the mother's speed would be so fast - in an instant, she almost tore the village chief apart. The villagers were even more convinced that the mother was a demon, and they wanted to torture her to death and use her children as sacrifices in the new year to pay for their lives.

At that moment, she was also affected by the black energy and moved. As soon as she made a move, she was shocked - it was just an ordinary blow, and the entire statue was smashed into pieces by her.

When the villagers saw the statue collapse, they finally began to feel fear and submission from the bottom of their hearts. The girl dutifully performed her duty, using the wooden wicks from the lotus lanterns to treat their illnesses, but she only asked them never to perform bloody sacrifices again.

After a few months, the "black air" in the village was collected by the girl using a flask. She embarked on a journey to find the truth of the world, searched through ancient books, and finally learned the name of that thing from a friend.

The friend she met on the road was a quiet woman. She has a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes.

"That village is now called Wangyue Town."

So this is what happened.

Back then, she smashed a flesh and blood statue in Wangyue Town and left happily to greet the sunshine of a new world. But she didn't expect that the villagers built another statue for her.

The villagers always want to worship the gods.

And she returned to the temple when she was at her wit's end. Looking at the wooden idol, she was overwhelmed with emotions.

What would she think? Would she feel that perhaps from the very beginning, she should have tried to become a god instead of a human?

Man created God, feared God, God convinced man, and God controlled man.

...If that's the case, she can create a world of universal peace, right?

In the mobile private chat barrier, Ning Mingmei and Tang Wan were still whispering. But the disciples outside opened their eyes wide in astonishment.

"What's going on? This green light..."

The green light from the lotus lantern began to flicker!

The originally bright and wide protection area began to flicker and shake, becoming blurry and dim. From the dark corner, a faint gray-black fluid was seeping up. Jiang Yourong couldn't see the thing, so she could only say, "What's going on? I feel so uncomfortable..."

Why should I leave here? Why should I suffer here? That idiot senior brother, couldn’t he tell the sect about anything? Not only did he kill himself, but he also put Sister Duan Ying, Mu Hanshan, and everyone else in danger...

We know clearly that these accusations are extremely harsh, irrational and emotional.

But when the black and gray fluid attacked, these complaints that would usually be suppressed by moral sense now swept up. At this moment, Lian Chengyue stood next to Jiang Yourong.

Pop.

Jiang Yourong woke up as if from a dream, her whole body soaked in cold sweat. She rubbed her head and said, "What happened to me just now..."

The originally flickering green light finally returned to its original stability. The black and gray fog was driven away again. Several people continued to move forward, only Lian Chengyue walked quietly at the end.

In his hand, he held a gray-black mist.

Just now, that thing was like a snake, trying to drill into Jiang Yourong's head.

Lian Chengyue's expression remained unchanged. He pinched the thickness of the "snake" with his hands as if he was pinching a New Year's red envelope.

Then……

Shi Ruzhuo: "Next time before you throw things into the Qiankun bag, can you sort them out... Why did you throw it here with me?"

Lian Chengyue: "Old senior, I think the capacity of a ring that can accommodate a cultivator in the Void Refinement Stage should be very large."

Lian Chengyue reached his hand into the darkness as he walked, and again and again he pinched a little bit of the gray-black mist and stored it in the ring.

The deeper you go, the thicker the fog becomes.

Ning Mingmei continued to question Tang Wan.

Presumably, the diary she just mentioned was the starting point of the research on Dongjishan.

Tang Wan: "Later, Mo Jing began to ask us to use the 'Hunlun' to transform the bodies of the monsters and demon cultivators he had detained."

Based on Tang Wan's description, Ning Mingmei summarized that in some of Mo Jing's experiments, this turbidity was like a solvent that could dissolve everything. Human heads and animal bodies, cat heads and rabbit tails, can all react in this solvent and merge into one, becoming a new life with violent power. At first, he used these on corpses.

Later, he began to use it on humans. In response to this, Mo Jing once said to them lightly when she was in a good mood one day: "In fact, I did it once hundreds of years ago."

"I used it on a demon cultivator. At that time, I was still among the mob. Unfortunately, I didn't master the magic formula to control them, so he ran away... Where did he go in the end? I think it was Yedi?"

Tang Wan said: "I don't know what the mob is. But I know that a lot of the information he has was stolen from the mob."

Ning Mingmei: "It seems that this mob is really multi-talented."

So another small detail in the case was solved. It turned out that the demon cultivator who Gui Ruoxue thought had stolen his patent had once fallen into the hands of a mob. At that time, Mo Jing was still a member of the mob and transformed the demon cultivator.

That's why his skin is gray, his mind is insane, there is a strange spell on his forehead, and his abilities... are so powerful.

Thinking of that evil cultivator, Ning Mingmei felt that this battle would be a little difficult.

I wonder if there are monsters as powerful as that demon cultivator in the Dongji Mountain’s lair?

Ning Mingmei roughly understood what was going on with Mo Jing. He asked, "Do you know his background?"

Tang Wan shook his head. Then, she whispered, "Xue Li once told me that she thought Mo Jing might have been from Baopu Temple in the past."

"Baopu Temple?"

Tang Wan thought Ning Mingmei was questioning her. After all, how could a famous and upright sect have a "fellow sect member" like Mo Jing who is so evil? She then explained: "When Xue Li was sorting out the materials, he found a letter. The person the letter was sent to was Chang Jing. We thought that this might be Mo Jing's real name. The letter was extremely old. The letter paper was the unique letter paper of Baopu Temple. And..."

"And the sender is Chang Qing."

There is only one Chang Qing in the entire Baopu Temple.

That is the one who was a Buddhist disciple of Baopu Temple five hundred years ago and is still a Buddhist disciple of Baopu Temple today.

High status.

Seeing Ning Mingmei was silent, Tang Wan whispered, "I'm sorry."

She thought Ning Mingmei was feeling sad because he had learned the dirty little truth about the respected and upright predecessors from a famous family.

Ning Mingmei: "Very good."

Very good, very good...I guess these words came out of anger. Tang Wan glanced at Ning Mingmei secretly and felt that the other party must be suppressing his anger.

In fact, Ning Mingmei really felt it was very good.

In the past, Baopu Temple relied on the fact that it was a holy place of Buddhism and did not cooperate well with Ning Mingmei's cause. An old abbot of Baopu Temple was furious because all of his outer disciples had grown little bellies. He held a special meeting and vowed to add Ningmingmei's non-dairy milk tea to the list of "meatless" foods.

That's non-dairy creamer!

Ning Mingmei was also very understanding about this. He had a cordial discussion with the senior leaders of Baopu Temple. Ning Mingmei said, "I know you don't eat meat or fat." So, from now on, I will use cocoa butter substitute for your cocoa, and all the fatty acids that appear will be trans fatty acids. Look at this "代" and "trans", what is "trans"? It’s anti, anti means nothing! So, I specially added these two things for you. Isn’t it very customized and privileged?

The battle ended with a word from the old head of Baopu Temple. The old head of Baopu Temple has reached the state of Lianxu. Facing the arguments of the crowd, he remained calm: "Although non-dairy creamer contains fat, it also contains vegetable matter."

Planting in front counts as one step. So everyone in Baopu Temple can drink milk tea.

He wants to drink too.

Fortunately, you don’t have to worry about high blood sugar levels during the Lianxu period. Otherwise, according to Gui Ruoxue's habit of drinking four cans a day, she can no longer be called Osmanthus Beauty, but can only be called Pangdahai.

This fight allowed Ning Mingmei to learn a lot about the organizational structure of Baopu Temple. Baopu Temple is the sect with the most branches among the TOP3. Its influence is not limited to the world of immortal cultivation, it is also very popular in the human world. They have many hosts who are in charge of various branches across the country. The abbot is the highest authority in Baopu Temple.

But there is another person whose status is special and very noble.

That is the Buddhist disciple of Baopu Temple, shining with golden light, very abstinent, he is the reincarnation of something, he has achieved perfection in several lifetimes, his cultivation is immeasurable, his moral character is even nobler than Qi Miancheng - because he also has the BUFF of a monk.

The Buddhist disciple sits on a lotus platform, does not care about worldly affairs, lives in seclusion, and even inside the Baopu Temple, there are very few people who have seen the Buddhist disciple. Therefore, in the battle of non-dairy creamer, Ning Mingmei was unable to see the Buddhist disciple even once. However, when the old head of Baopu Temple (not the current head) saw Ning Mingmei, his eyebrows moved.

It was very subtle, but Ning Mingmei noticed it.

He also discovered that the old master would stare at him from time to time while he was making those shocking remarks.

Ning Mingmei had no idea about this - it was rare for him to have no idea. It couldn't be that the old master was jealous because Ning Mingmei, an evil academic leader, actually had hair, and that his hair was more, longer, and stronger than his own?

This matter has always been an unsolved case in Ning Mingmei's mind. Ning Mingmei was mainly worried that it would cause unnecessary trouble in cooperation.

Fozi is the old master's favorite disciple. At this moment, Ning Mingmei discovered the Buddhist's little secret here.

Ning Mingmei's glasses flashed a cold light and he began to ask for details.

Tang Wan said that Xue Li's only interest in the letter was his identity as a Buddhist. But Tang Wan's interest in the letter lay in the gossip inside.

The content of this letter can be translated as follows. Buddhist disciple Chang Qing said that his younger brother Chang Jing was in a bad mood today and everyone saw it. This is not good for his reputation.

He also explained that there was nothing going on between him and the girl.

Tang Wan therefore collected more correspondence and pieced together the general story: Chang Qing and Chang Jing were brothers, but their fates were very different. Chang Qing was designated as a Buddhist disciple by Baopu Temple when he was born. He was also highly qualified and from then on he was a superior person.

In Chang Jing's eyes, he was only a few years younger than Chang Qing, but he seemed a century younger. As brothers, he cannot go where Chang Qing can go. He can't do what Chang Qing can do. It would take him ten or twenty years to catch up with the level of cultivation that Chang Qing could achieve in one or two years. When he was young, Chang Jing caught a grasshopper from the grass and saw Chang Qing following the abbot into the small door. He ran with the grasshopper in his hand to share with his brother. But the man next to the small door reached out and blocked him.

He said that only the abbot and Buddhist disciples could enter through this door. Inside, there are exclusive courses for the abbot and Buddhist disciples. He can only go here and cannot go beyond.

Chang Jing could only hold the grasshopper and stand blankly outside the door, watching the monk's robe disappear inside the door. He first stood outside the small door, then squatted, and finally waited from dawn to sunset, and then to dark.

He took a nap outside the door when it got dark, and when he woke up, he opened his hands hurriedly.

The grasshopper died in his hands and no longer chirped.

He threw the dead grasshoppers on the roadside and kept washing his hands in the river. He washed for a long time until another young monk found him. The young monk told him that the Buddha was looking for him everywhere. He had never seen a Buddhist look so anxious.

Chang Jing said that he would be back soon. In fact, he didn't go back. He thought viciously, let the Buddhist search for a while longer and worry for a while longer.

He returned to the lawn where he had thrown the grasshopper. Buddha said that flowers, plants and trees are all living things, but he just stepped on them hard. He wanted to crush the grasshopper's body into pieces and stomped it into the mud, along with all the surrounding flowers and plants.

Among those flowers there was a lily of the valley. The white flowers on the tender green stems look like hanging white bells. He also trampled the lilies of the valley into the dirt.

The reason why Ning Mingmei knew about this was because Tang Wan found a letter from Chang Jing to Chang Qing in those ancient books, and the two of them had an argument about this matter.

Chang Jing sometimes thought that it would be nice if he was just an ordinary little monk. That way, he wouldn't have those feelings of resentment in his heart and would naturally feel much better.

But everyone in the temple knew that they were brothers.

Later, Chang Jing looked at her brother who was surrounded by thousands of people, and thought to herself, if she couldn't catch up with her brother, at least she should have her brother treat her as the most important and indispensable person. He wanted Chang Qing to prove this all the time. Although, at the same time, he would always hate and envy his brother. That kind of feeling is hard to calm down.

However, the result was still regrettable.

It is obvious that Chang Qing has a liking for a woman. Chang Jing believed that Chang Qing fell in love with that woman.

At that time, there was a woman who looked like a white lily of the valley. The woman wore a white dress and often came to the temple to pray. Chang Qing saw her in a corner of the temple and asked her what wish she was making as she stood there with her eyes closed for a long time.

For ordinary people, making one or two wishes is enough, but the woman stood there with her eyes closed, making wishes for an hour.

The woman said she had an older sister. Her sister was in danger, and she hoped she was well. The dangers my sister faces are so numerous that they cannot be avoided with just one or two.

The Buddhist disciple asked again, why don’t you go into the temple but make a wish outside?

The woman stared at him and just smiled and asked him: "What do you think?"

Later, the woman often came when the Buddhists chanted scriptures every week. Chang Jing often knelt on the stage with other disciples, and like other disciples, he recited scriptures along with his superior brother. But he noticed that his brother looked out the window for a moment while reciting the scriptures today.

Chang Jing also looked towards the window. Outside the window, a woman as pretty as a lily of the valley stood there. Her features are pure and graceful, yet her eyes reveal a hint of charm.

Chang Jing felt that there was something wrong with the woman. Or maybe - he hated that woman from the first sight. From childhood to adulthood, Chang Qing always gave in to Chang Jing. As a Buddhist, he has more responsibilities, but he also has too much. When facing the sensitive and dark Chang Jing, he is often an overwhelmed brother.

But this time he argued with Chang Qing for the woman. He said the woman came here to pray for her sister - the woman said her sister was having a hard time in her husband's family. The relationships in my husband’s family are complicated and everyone is very powerful. My sister fell ill in her early years and was unable to have children. She came here to pray for her infertile sister, hoping that she would be treated well and stand firm on her feet.

Chang Jing really hated this matter. He finally said that he would definitely find evidence that the woman was related to the demon world.

This is all Tang Wan knew. She had no way of knowing what happened to the two of them later, but she thought that they must have become completely enemies because of this. Or maybe Chang Jing did something irreparable wrong because of this. Chang Qing continued to be a Buddhist, but he lived a secluded life. Chang Jing was defeated by the mob and later became a traitor to them. He used the pseudonym Mo Jing and came to Dongjishan to become a bad guy who mastered science and technology.

But even so, Chang Jing is only at the Nascent Soul stage. He is the younger brother of Fuzi. When he was in Baopu Temple, his resources could not be said to be bad, at least they were top-notch. This shows that his foundation is indeed not good. Therefore, he initially only performed some spiritual root replacement surgeries. Later, his obsession with strength almost became insane.

Chang Jing attributed the frustration in her life and her inability to "defeat" her elder brother to the difference in their spiritual root levels. He wrestled with this issue throughout his life. Later, he began to use Hunlun to transform people and animals who should not be transformed. He gained a twisted pleasure from the "power" of those things.

——Even without spiritual roots, it can be so powerful.

"We're here." Tang Wan said.

Everything in front of me is shocking. Jiang Yourong asked: "What is this?"

Lian Chengyue stared at the ground and whispered, "Mass grave."

A long time ago, a war between humans and demons took place at the foot of Dongji Mountain. The demon world chose to retaliate against the human world because of the joining of the monks. They brought tens of thousands of prisoners of war here and buried them alive. Their allies, the ghost world, use their wails and resentments before death to create deadly weapons.

Later, resentment spread throughout Dongji Mountain. So the locals built a temple here to appease the souls of the local dead. Later, a mudslide occurred and the temple collapsed. People who have forgotten history chose to move the temple to a new location and left the mass grave at the foot of Dongji Mountain.

This mass grave is also the reason why Chang Jing chose Dongji Mountain as his base.

The soil in the mass grave is soft and thin. After several transformations by the magic cultivator, ghost cultivator and Chang Jing, it now looks like meat paste, as if if you step on it, blood and meat paste will be squeezed out with a "pop" sound.

Even Old Seventeen would vomit immediately when he saw this black and red area. Although Tang Wan had been here before, his face was pale at this moment.

Only Lian Chengyue's expression remained unchanged. If there weren't so many people here, he would have wanted to squat down, scoop up a handful and study it.

Moreover, deep within this piece of bloody mud, there seemed to be something that made him feel very uncomfortable.

Ning Mingmei asked: "This mass grave looks very strange. What modifications have you made?"

"Xirang." Tang Wan said, "The box containing Xirang is deep in this sea of ​​blood. We borrowed the property of Xirang that it will continue to grow, and created this mass grave to continuously create chaos."

Ning Mingmei asked: "Why do you have to come here to take the Xirang?"

"The resentment and chaos here are all dependent on the people from Dongji Mountain coming here regularly to take advantage of it so that the situation here can be maintained in a balanced state." Tang Wan coughed, "If we don't take care of it, the polluted Xiran will continue to grow, and the chaos will continue to accumulate..."

"The most terrifying evil may be born here."

I see. The lab must keep people, right?

In the dark underground, souls that have lingered for years are still being exploited and wailing, and the sad wind of history still blows through the stagnant air. Tang Wan said: "I saw Duan Ying's footprints over there..."

There was a bloody footprint where she pointed. It seemed that Duan Ying had also come here, and walked into the pool of blood with difficulty.

Ning Mingmei and others came to such a deep underground, and there were still lotus lanterns to dispel the confusion along the way. Ning Mingmei found it hard to imagine how Duan Ying could come here alone and insist on walking into the depths of the blood pool in such a polluted environment.

When she came down here, did she ever think about being able to go back?

"...It's a pity to let a girl like this stay with Fang Wuyu." Ning Mingmei pushed his glasses.

He said to the disciples behind him: "You stay here. I will go find someone."

Old Seventeen: "Master..."

Ning Mingmei: "With your cultivation level, you will only be a hindrance."

Jiang Yourong: "Master..."

Ning Mingmei: "If you have nothing to do, just recite the twenty classical Chinese articles that middle school students are required to recite. Let Old Seventeen pick you to recite."

Jiang Yourong: ...

All the deep love between master and disciple written in the storybooks is fake!

When Ning Mingmei looked over, Lian Chengyue also made a weak expression. He stared at Ning Mingmei and said, "Xian Zun, do you want to go in alone?"

Ning Mingmei: “Yeah.”

Lian Chengyue said: "Won't it be dangerous inside?"

Ning Mingmei said, "Yes. So if you are willing, go in first and scout the way for me."

Ning Mingmei originally wanted to stab Lian Chengyue with these words. For some reason, he discovered the fun of stabbing Lian Chengyue, but...

Lian Chengyue actually followed him down.

But Lian Chengyue had just taken two steps when Lao Shiqi, Jiang Yourong, and even Tang Wan behind him hugged him from the left, right, and top.

"What are you going to do?"

"You are a Qi training disciple, you are too weak!"

Lian Chengyue could only watch Ning Mingmei leave him. This time, he thought hard in his heart...

Then, Ning Mingmei touched his head.

This made Lian Chengyue stunned. He kind of hated having hair. If he was a bald man, he would know the touch of Ning Mingmei's palm at this moment.

The immortal stroked my head.

In such darkness underground, Lian Chengyue couldn't actually see Ning Mingmei's face clearly. But he always felt that Ning Mingmei was smiling at this moment.

"Go away and don't cause me any trouble."

The black dress just shook. Soon, Ning Mingmei, holding the precious lantern, disappeared into the thick and murky mass grave.

And they stayed in the protective barrier set up by Ning Mingmei.

There is only half an hour left before the barrier loses its effect.

The overwhelming chaos made Ning Mingmei feel that every step he took was extremely heavy. He tried to fly, but he couldn't fly in this environment.

This muddled feeling is indeed a disgusting ghost thing.

The black and gray fluid was like some kind of tentacle, and it was still trying to touch Ning Mingmei's body through the green light barrier. Ning Mingmei could only walk in the bloody mud, taking one deep step and one shallow step. Finally, he followed this footsteps and walked to the place described by Tang Wan.

At the end, he saw a hand.

The whole body of the owner of the hand was slowly sinking, and it seemed that he would soon be swallowed and submerged by the blood mud.

The box containing the soil is within reach. But Ning Mingmei took out his sword and started digging people. This blood mud looks soft, but it is actually very tough. Even without a sword, it was impossible to break it.

The sword blade cut into the blood mud, making a disgusting sound like cutting skin and fat. Ning Mingmei's movements were calm and precise, and he did not hurt the girl who was wrapped in blood and mud.

Finally, he dug Duan Ying out.

Part of the girl's magic weapon and clothes had been corroded by the blood mud. She closed her eyes and was unconscious, but she was still breathing and mumbling something.

"Father, father... look at me, look at me..."

Ning Mingmei heard the girl say.

"Don't leave me alone..."

"Why do you all like them... I want to be liked too."

"No, it's okay. It's useless. I don't need anyone. I can survive on my own."

"I hate the whole world. I want to live alone, cleanly and beautifully."

The girl who was afraid of loneliness and wanted to live the most ended up sacrificing herself alone. Ning Mingmei saw that Duan Ying's skin was a little gray. It seems that she is being contaminated by chaos.

Ning Mingmei immediately activated the lotus lantern. The gentle green light enveloped Duan Ying, cleansing her meridians that had been polluted at the beginning.

Duan Ying vomited on Ning Mingmei's legs. Something gray and black flowed out of her seven orifices and fled away driven by the green light. She kept vomiting, soiling Ning Mingmei's robe.

Ning Mingmei held her the whole time.

Finally, Duan Ying opened her eyes weakly - although only a little.

"Am I..." she said, "am I done?"

The first thing she did after waking up was to ask herself whether she had completed the tasks assigned by Tang Wan and Ning Mingmei.

Ning Mingmei said: "Yes, you did it. You did it very well."

He spoke calmly.

“Really…” Duan Ying said softly, “Fortunately I didn’t mess it up… Immortal Ning, I believe everything you say. Immortal Ning never lies… Immortal Ning… always helps us.”

"..." Ning Mingmei said, "Yes, I never lie."

As he said this, the lotus lantern flickered.

Duan Ying smiled with difficulty and closed her eyes. She actually still has some questions to ask. For example, during those dark and confused moments just now, did she say anything excessive in her sleep?

She just really didn't have the energy.

Ning Mingmei gently put Duan Ying down. At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the range protected by the green light of the lotus lantern was larger than the range it could protect when he walked over just now.

What is the reason for this?

There is no time to think about it now. The box containing Xirang was taken away by Ning Mingmei and put into his Qiankun bag.

He had to carry Duan Ying back quickly. Those disciples were still waiting for him behind.

Ning Mingmei picked up Duan Ying and walked back the way they came. But when he was halfway there, he stopped.

He heard strange noises.

The sound of wind.

It's pitch dark here, how could there be the sound of wind?

Above the dark mass grave, only the lotus lanterns were dimly lit. It illuminated the way ahead and also illuminated the constantly moving ground under Ning Mingmei's feet.

besides.

When Ning Mingmei took a few quick steps and suddenly stopped, a long shadow stretched by the light of the lotus lantern suddenly appeared behind him.

At that moment, Ning Mingmei also saw his face clearly.

The man's skin was dark gray, with a strange curse mark carved on his forehead. His eyes were dark yellow as he looked at Ning Mingmei with an expressionless face.

Ning Mingmei's Adam's apple moved. Finally, he called out his name accurately.

"Wen Siheng."

…

"They have already taken the things away. It looks like a fight has already started." Mo Jing whispered.

At this moment, Lao Wu was carrying Mu Hanshan on his back and running wildly in the tunnel with Mo Jing.

They can't stop.

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