Chapter 291 Jinjiang (1)
Many practitioners have spent their entire lives without ever touching the edge of the Tao.
But in the hell of old Fengdu where corpses piled up like mountains, Yan Shixun suddenly realized the true meaning of the Tao.
He had never experienced the cruelty and tenderness of the Tao so thoroughly as he did now.
I couldn't breathe or think, and my soul was shaken as if it was floating upwards from my body. When I looked down, I saw the vast land.
Yan Shixun saw that in this magnificent land with mountains and surging rivers, there were some bright lights, scattered or gathered, which were beautiful. But more of them were clumps of black fog, like old dirt, which destroyed this beautiful scene.
He frowned and didn't react at first what was happening, until he slowly recalled that the feeling of leaping into the air was very familiar to him.
When Ye Li lent him the gods and power, he also had a similar mysterious feeling, as if he had merged into heaven and earth.
Now...
Yan Shixun was stunned, and after blinking his eyes he realized with surprise that perhaps everything he saw now was the perspective from which he usually viewed the human world.
If the Tao can see these bright or dark light balls...are they merits and sins?
As soon as this guess came to Yan Shixun's mind, he immediately felt as if someone was confirming his guess.
There was clearly only the sound of wind in his ears and the earth in front of him, but Yan Shixun inexplicably felt that there was something existing at this moment, standing beside him, patiently pointing out this world to him.
Whether it is a living person or an evil ghost, as long as they can barely get by, it seems that we can just put up with it and no longer pursue more.
Just like those ghosts who resigned themselves to their fate under the pressure of old Fengdu thousands of years ago.
But if you can reduce it by one point today, you can reduce it by two points tomorrow. Vitality is not a business, there is no such thing as bargaining. As long as vitality is squeezed by sin, it will be difficult to revive it.
The road can be seen clearly, and one sighs anxiously at the living's lack of resistance, but there is nothing one can do. One can only let it be, and fight for a glimmer of hope for the moment when the future slides into the most difficult situation.
When all causes and effects are thoroughly cleared, with this ray of life as an index, the world will return to its original appearance.
After decline, there will be prosperity and vitality.
Yan Shixun felt as if someone was standing beside him gently and patiently, guiding him to look at the human world, and teaching him step by step how to see the vast ocean of thousands of years.
It was like... at this moment he was coexisting with the Tao at an altitude of 90,000 miles, jumping out of the Five Elements and Three Realms, and looking at the countless creatures in the world calmly with the attitude of an outsider.
So at this moment, all his previous doubts were resolved.
Ever since Ye Li decided to fight for ghosts, he had been noticed by the Dao.
When it comes to matters concerning Fengdu, the Great Dao cannot interfere.
However, when Yeli really defeated Beiyin Fengdu, he was already sitting in the chess game and became the only player.
As for the Ghost Path, although it poses a terrifying threat to the Great Dao, it is still not qualified to be the player in this game.
The Avenue is selecting new supporters for the new world after the restart.
The person recognized by the Great Dao was Ye Li.
"Boy, boy?"
The old man looked at Yan Shixun in puzzlement, his eyes lifeless. He walked over cautiously and waved in front of him, wanting to see if he would react.
This call brought Yan Shixun back.
His soul fell rapidly from the sky and returned to his body. Everything he had just seen disappeared and everything returned to normal.
Yan Shixun's slender fingers resting on the armrest trembled, and his eyes became clear again.
Just when he was experiencing that mysterious feeling before his soul left him, he seemed to hear someone laughing, looking at him deeply with gentle eyes, and then turned and disappeared.
Yan Shixun frowned and turned his head slightly, subconsciously looking to both sides. After he saw the small and cramped room full of books, he suddenly realized that he had returned and was now in the ghost messenger's home.
"What evil plan is this scheming brat up to again?..."
The old man was startled by Yan Shixun's eyes that suddenly regained their luster. He jumped back several steps guiltily, as if he was caught doing something bad.
After a few beats, he remembered that he had done nothing, it was Yan Shixun who was in a daze! So why was he feeling guilty?
The old man looked Yan Shixun up and down suspiciously, and complained a few words to hide his guilty conscience.
"No, I was shocked to hear you tell me the truth about the past."
Yan Shixun quickly calmed down his emotions. He calmed down the shock he had just felt when he saw the world. After calming down, he nodded gently to the old man and said, "Thank you for guarding Yin and Yang with my master."
But this time, the old man had experience.
He looked at Yan Shixun warily. Although he was happy about the praise, he didn't say anything. He just stared at Yan Shixun quietly, waiting for him to have anything else to say.
"but."
Yan Shixun paused, and then said, "What we can be sure of now is that after the ebony statue was taken away from Baizhi Lake, it has been tossed around in the human world for several times, and now its specific whereabouts have been lost."
"Based on the clues I have now, I can only narrow down the possible location of the Ebony Statue to the old Fengdu city."
"But where exactly it is, I don't know."
Yan Shixun frowned and looked at the old man with sincere eyes: "Based on your understanding of the old Fengdu and the ebony statue, where do you think it will appear?"
Sure enough, it was impossible for this kid to praise him sincerely, and there must be something else he didn't say.
The old man was completely happy now. He stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, then said hesitantly, "After Li Chengyun died, I was worried that Jiufengdu would discover the plan in my mind, so I never left here for the sake of caution."
Because the plan he and Li Chengyun had formulated was of great importance and was mainly aimed at Old Fengdu, he changed his previous practice of concealing his identity and occasionally sneaking out to look for books, and began to guard the hell, determined not to give Old Fengdu a chance to find him.
After all, the attempt to harm old Fengdu happened right under the nose of old Fengdu. The old man didn't even need to think about it to know the consequences of being discovered.
He is not afraid of death. He should have died a thousand years ago, and he just saved another life.
But what he was only afraid of was failing to complete the plan that Li Chengyun entrusted to him before his death.
If the plan really failed because of him, it would be more painful than death for him, and it would be like being in hell.
Even the news of the loss of the ebony statue that was supposed to guard Baizhi Lake was brought in by Yan Shixun and reported to him. His control over information from the outside world has been greatly reduced.
However, the old man has another identity.
——He was the only one who had seen the general ascend to the throne as a god, and he had even carved the statue himself. No one knew that statue better than him.
The old man seemed to have thought of something, and his expression gradually became serious.
"Although I'm not very clear about the current situation outside, but judging by the behavior of the statue, I do know a few places where it might be."
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows, remembering the astonished look on Ye Li's face when he talked about the ebony statue to him in the Bai village.
Ye Li had no idea of the existence of this statue. For him, he might not even remember that he had saved the ancestor of the Bai family, let alone the matter of the ghost messenger.
In the end, when the truth was uncovered and traced back little by little, it turned out that it was Ye Li himself who contributed to the appearance of this ebony statue.
It's just a matter of peck and sip.
However, when Yan Shixun recalled Ye Li's expression at that time, he couldn't help laughing.
…At that time, that person looked as confused as if he had been hit on the head by a cat, and he actually looked a little cute.
As the old man was speaking, his voice suddenly stopped.
He found that the atmosphere in the cabin was suddenly not right, and there was a sense of incongruity, like the blooming of flowers in spring. He looked for the source and found that it was Yan Shixun who was sitting there, smiling for no reason, and no one knew what he was thinking.
He stared at Yan Shixun with deadly eyes, unable to figure out what bad thing this kid was thinking about.
Noticing the old man's gaze, Yan Shixun coughed and said seriously again: "Go on, I'm listening."
"According to what you said, the ebony statue not only has its own will, but can also move autonomously... In other words, it is dynamic, and we cannot accurately control its position."
The old man nodded: "That's right."
"Although what I carved was the former image of the Lord of Fengdu, the glimpse I got at that time was just stuck at the critical point of the leap from human to god, and the power of the warrior just reached its peak."
"Rather than saying that he is the Lord of Fengdu, it is better to say that the statue is independent. He was once the persistent general."
The old man lowered his eyes, looked at the list spread out on the table, and said calmly: "His deepest obsession is the evil spirit that will cause misery in the world."
"That is to say..."
Yan Shixun's eyes flickered, and he stood up from his chair abruptly: "It will appear in the old Fengdu, the place with the heaviest ghost energy."
The old man nodded: "You can understand it that way."
"As for the old Fengdu city, there are three places with the strongest ghost energy."
He stretched out three skinny fingers, looked directly at Yan Shixun and said word by word: "One is the altar of the former Northern Yin Fengdu Emperor. It is also the core of the entire old Fengdu. But it is unlikely for you to get close to it."
"It's also difficult for the ebony statue. Because that's where the city's spirit was born, it will definitely guard the place where it is. Any god or ghost who approaches there will be discovered by it."
The old man folded back one of his outstretched fingers.
"One is the deepest hell. Those imprisoned there are all evil spirits who have committed the most heinous crimes in the judgment of the old Fengdu. Once you fall into there, there is no return. The only possibility is to turn into ashes."
"Young man, I admit that you are the most powerful person I have ever seen in my life, even better than your master Li Chengyun. But I advise you not to rush to the lowest level, otherwise, I will not be able to save you, and I can only burn incense for you at dinner next year."
"at last."
The old man waved his hand and pointed to the mass grave outside the window: "It's here."
Yan Shixun frowned, not understanding what he meant.
He felt that the first two places were natural, but the mass grave... This place was in the middle of hell. It was neither as sinful as the lowest level of hell, nor as filled with countless ghosts as the highest level of hell.
Why is such a place that is neither up nor down the mountain the place with the strongest ghost aura?
The old man saw Yan Shixun's doubts and smiled briefly: "Since you know that the ebony statue guarding Baizhi Lake is lost, you must have been to the village next to Baizhi Lake."
"A ghost baby was born there. And the cause and effect of the ghost baby is closely connected to this place. For the old Fengdu, all those hated by the ghost baby should fall into this level of hell after death. And the old Fengdu is using the ghost baby as its cover, hoping to march secretly and increase its strength before the avenue discovers its actions."
When the old man said this, Yan Shixun suddenly understood.
The ghost path is like a minister who wants to usurp the throne and wants to replace it because he cannot bear the oppression.
But when it comes to usurping the throne, one must kill with one strike.
Therefore, the old Fengdu uses ghost babies as a cover. All the power added by the ghost babies will eventually converge on this level of hell that is closely connected to her, but will not alarm the main road.
Yan Shixun recalled the corpses of Zheng Shumu and other villagers that he had seen at the mass grave before.
He frowned reluctantly and said, "Is there no way to get the ghost baby's brother to move to another place?"
He was full of resentment during his lifetime, and now he has to live with his enemies after his death... For Zheng Shumu, his current situation is too depressing.
The old man shook his head regretfully: "Although I can understand how you feel right now, unfortunately, I can't do that."
"His connection with the ghost baby means that he is destined to stay here - unless the old Fengdu collapses."
"This is also Jiu Fengdu's way of increasing his own strength."
When talking about death, the old man said calmly: "Just wait and see, there will be more people who will be related to the ghost babies and fall into this place after death, becoming the nutrients accumulated by the old Fengdu."
"Young man, if you want to stop the ghost path, then you have to speed up and find the ebony statue."
The old man shook his head regretfully: "Although I don't want to admit it, Li Chengyun is right. The future needs young people, not old men like me who have lived for thousands of years. The only way I can think of to break the impasse is to find the statue and let it deal with Old Fengdu."
"If you have your own ideas, you can go ahead and realize them, but I can't help you with anything else."
Yan Shixun listened quietly, and suddenly grasped the key point in the old man's words: "Wait!"
"You think someone else will die?"
The old man looked at Yan Shixun in confusion, not knowing what he was so excited about.
He pointed to the fresh pile of corpses outside the window and said, "What's the problem? Look, that's it."
As the old Fengdu ghost catcher, although the old man protects the living, what he wants to protect is the living as a whole.
As long as yin and yang are balanced, the human race as a whole can continue. For the old man, he does not care about the life or death of individuals.
Unlike Yan Shixun, who is a ghost exorcist, the old man's gentleness towards the world is also another kind of cruelty.
Yan Shixun's eyes widened slightly. He suddenly remembered something and looked in the direction the old man pointed.
He had felt before that there seemed to be something different and not quite right about that mountain of corpses compared to the other mountains of corpses.
Now, after the old man finished speaking, his mind suddenly became clear and he found out what was wrong.
That mountain of corpses was too fresh and loose.
Just like cement will settle and a pile of grain will become compacted, when heavy objects are piled up for a long time, they will slowly move down due to their weight and become a whole, appearing more solid.
But this mountain of corpses is not.
It had just been piled up here, the corpses had not yet had time to rot, and there were still slight gaps between each corpse.
At that time, although Yan Shixun noticed it, he did not ask rashly because he did not know the old man's background.
Now, there was no obstruction in front of the mountain of corpses, allowing Yan Shixun to see its appearance clearly.
as well as……
There were corpses piled up in a mess below.
Among them, Yan Shixun saw a familiar style of clothing.
The first thing he saw was a corner of a Taoist robe sticking out from among the corpses.
There are also differences in style and color between Taoist robes, and the part of the robe that Yan Shixun found familiar was obviously more like the style commonly used in Haiyun Temple.
A bad premonition flashed through his mind and he immediately stood up, striding quickly towards the pile of corpses outside. Under the old man's puzzled gaze, he moved the corpses from the pile one by one with his bare hands.
The Taoist robes of Haiyun Temple, the uniforms of the rescue team, the business suits and shirts of the official leaders, and the vests with the words "Heart-beating Around the World 99 Days Program Team" printed on them...
More clothing styles that were familiar to Yan Shixun appeared before his eyes.
What came into view was a group of familiar faces.
Whether it is the Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple, the members of the rescue team, or the guests and staff of the program group.
Not only the people from the program crew who had lost their trace, but also Lu Xingxing and others who had just been sent out of the Bai Village by Yan Shixun himself, were among them.
It was as if everyone in the White Paper Lake area was dead.
And the soul fell here.
At that moment, Yan Shixun even forgot to breathe. His eyes were shaken and shattered violently, and his slender hands trembled uncontrollably. He was even unable to raise them up in time to check their specific conditions.
The corpses were originally thrown around randomly and piled up into a small hill.
Yan Shixun turned them over, revealing their pale and bloodless faces.
Those people were covered in wounds. Some had a knife wound on their necks that cut their throats, some had a knife wound through their hearts, and some had a big hole in their chests...
The blood was dripping and the bones were hideous.
What kind of experience is this?
In the blink of an eye, the person who was still alive the previous time may have turned into a cold corpse when you see him again, and may have died a tragic death.
Everyone he knew and came into contact with died.
I was left alone, standing in front of their corpses, but I didn't even know why they died.
Even someone as calm as Yan Shixun couldn't help but feel confused and at a loss at this moment.
This shouldn't happen. How could this happen? He clearly saw Lu Xingxing and the others leave with his own eyes, and the official person in charge had been with him until they fell into the lower hell.
How could he die?
According to the official person in charge, Haiyun Temple has sent the most powerful Taoist priest in the entire temple to support Baizhi Lake.
With those dozen Taoist priests around, no matter how terrifying the evil spirit was, it would not be wiped out so completely. How come even the staff of the program crew could not escape?
Many guesses popped up in Yan Shixun's mind, but there was no evidence to support his guess.
He stumbled back, and his calm face finally showed a crack in his emotions. He covered his forehead and groaned in pain, unable to accept the situation.
In Yan Shixun's career as a ghost exorcist, he had never failed once, let alone caused the deaths of such a large number of people.
He couldn't understand, there shouldn't be any problem with his plan.
There are two Taoist priests with the staff of the program group, and the rest of the rescue team members should also meet up with the Taoist priests who come to support later. Lu Xingxing and others are also accompanied by Nantian and the rescue team members.
How could...
While Yan Shixun was in pain and confusion, corpses continued to appear out of nowhere and fell on the mountain of corpses.
When he looked, the familiar style of clothing stung his eyes.
Yan Shixun felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.
The old man saw that something was wrong with Yan Shixun. He didn’t know what was going on, so he ran over to ask.
When seeing the corpses, the old man reacted calmly and didn't think anything of it.
He was originally in charge of guarding Hell. When Fengdu was not changing, a large number of souls fell here every moment, and death became a painless daily routine.
The old man doesn’t care who lives and who dies.
What's more, he didn't know these people.
But when Yan Shixun felt pain because of this, the nature of the matter changed.
For the old man, this matter went from being an ordinary matter to an important matter that concerned him.
This guy had clearly fooled him just now, and had fooled him so much that he was stunned. Why was he like this now? This was not like his style.
The old man was muttering to himself.
But after hearing the reason from Yan Shixun, the old man's expression became serious.
"You mean, these people are all gathered at White Paper Lake now?"
The old man asked in astonishment, confirming in disbelief: "Every one of them?"
"right."
Yan Shixun nodded: "I know them. I have seen most of them. Although I have never seen a few of them, I recognize their uniforms and know where they belong."
Haiyun Temple is busy all year round. Abnormal incidents that cannot be resolved in other places will eventually be gathered in Haiyun Temple, and the temple will assign tasks to the Taoist priests.
But in today's age, there are few people who practice Taoism, and even fewer who can practice Taoism.
Whether it is Haiyun Temple or various sects, they all face the dilemma of insufficient manpower. Even in Haiyun Temple, which is one of the best Taoist temples, there are only dozens of Taoist priests who can be trusted to act on their own.
As the great Dao declines and yin and yang become unbalanced, corresponding ghosts and monsters begin to gradually emerge. It is common to hear reports of ordinary people having their lives disturbed or even their lives endangered by ghosts and monsters.
As the number of incidents increased and the number of staff decreased, everyone worked overtime without any rest time.
As a result, the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple travel around all year round and rarely gather together as a whole.
Yan Shixun had never seen many of these Taoist priests before, and he could only recognize them by the Taoist robes they wore.
However, even when his thoughts were most confused, Yan Shixun could still see from these unfamiliar faces how much importance Haiyun Temple attached to this matter.
During the Chinese New Year, many Taoist priests will return to Haiyun Temple to participate in important rituals.
However, thanks to this, Haiyun Temple can now mobilize much more manpower than usual.
Although no one wants to see a disaster happen, it is better for it to happen at this time than at other times when there is a shortage of manpower.
Yan Shixun guessed that Haiyun Temple had sent almost all the Taoist priests it could.
However, he did not see Taoist Master Song Yi here.
Taoist Priest Song is not the type to run away, and Haiyun Temple is not the type to reserve its strength when faced with big events.
That leaves only one possibility.
——Master Song Yi, solving an incident as difficult as the one at Baizhi Lake.
As for something that could make Haiyun Temple take it so seriously, at this point, Yan Shixun had only one first reaction.
——Ghost Way.
It seems that Haiyun Temple has also discovered this.
The ghost path is related to the ghost baby. If there is anything that can be on the same level as the White Paper Lake, it is only the very important turning point for the ghost baby.
For example, the warehouse where Xie Jiaojiao was kidnapped decades ago.
Taoist Master Song should be in a warehouse outside Binhai City.
Has the ghost path spread to Binhai City? The people outside Baizhi Lake are also facing danger, so Haiyun Temple reacted like this.
Yan Shixun's emotions were severely impacted by the deaths of everyone, but even so, after thinking for a while, he was able to sort out everything without having any idea of the current situation in the outside world.
The old man, who didn't care about the death of any individual living person, also realized the seriousness of the matter. He scratched his legs, squatted down, and began to turn over the corpses one by one to check their conditions.
After turning a few pages, the old man's facial features, which were originally wrinkled, suddenly relaxed.
"Ah, ugh! I thought something was wrong. I was almost scared to death."
The old man said angrily: "If everyone in Baizhi Lake is really dead, it means that the ghost way has expanded to a point where it cannot be stopped. It is useless to say anything more."
Hearing the other meaning in the old man's words, Yan Shixun paused.
He put down his hand that was covering his forehead, and looked at the old man again with a focused gaze: "You mean, these people are not dead yet?"
"right."
The old man nodded: "It can fool a fool, but it can't fool me. Does it think I have been guarding ghosts here for thousands of years? Can't I tell whether it is a ghost or not?"
The old man picked up a corpse at random, and with his skinny arms stretched taut, he lifted the corpse high up, and then threw it heavily to the ground.
With a "bang", the body broke into dozens of pieces.
But it doesn't look like flesh and blood.
And like, wood.
Yan Shixun frowned and looked at it, then suddenly realized: "Bone replacement technique!"
“That’s it.”
The old man cracked his wrists, let out a long breath, and said with disgust: "Don't worry, these people didn't have time to die. It's just that the ghost wants to use it to fake death and force another existence to show up."
The old man looked at Yan Shixun and said calmly, "Boy, don't worry, these people are still alive and well. Have you heard of the wooden sculpture with living mouth and eyes? This thing was once used in the southwest to replace the corpses of the dead. It is estimated that it is now used by the ghosts to disguise as ghosts."
"The ghost way will switch the identities of ghosts and humans, so now for the ghost way, the wood carvings are people, but for you, these are just wood carvings."
"You still have time to salvage this."
The old man raised his head and looked directly into Yan Shixun's eyes: "As long as you can turn the tide before the ghosts succeed, these people will not die. Don't worry too much about what happens after death, kid, what's important is what's happening right now."
"What does Guidao want to force out with this?"
Yan Shixun murmured, but soon a trace of astonishment appeared on his face, and he blurted out: "Ebony idol?"
Old man: "...Can't you wait for me to tell you? You're blocking people in the middle and making them feel uncomfortable before they finish speaking!"
Can't he just be fully dressed?
He had wanted to look cool in front of Li Chengyun for a long time and wanted to see Li Chengyun's admiring eyes looking at him, but unfortunately it never happened because Li Chengyun had already died.
Now, finally, Li Chengyun has become his disciple - if he failed to pretend in front of the master, he can at least succeed in front of his disciple!
Why do this master and disciple have the same problem? They never give others any chance?
The old man rolled his eyes angrily.
Yan Shixun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Your image in my heart is already very impressive, this one time won't make a difference."
After knowing that those people were not dead and that only the substitute wooden sculptures were "dead", Yan Shixun immediately calmed down and regained his restrained and sharp rationality.
His mind was working rapidly, and within a few breaths, he had realized the current situation.
"This place is originally related to the cause and effect of the ghost baby, so the ghost way has all the people who appeared in Baizhi Lake die as substitutes and thrown them here."
Yan Shixun said softly: "You just said that the ebony statue will appear in the place with the heaviest ghost energy. In other words..."
What the ghost wants to force out is the ebony statue.
And from now on, it is very likely that Guidao will get what he wants.
The old man nodded, confirming Yan Shixun's guess: "The other two places are too critical to the old Fengdu. Whether it is the altar of the former Northern Yin Fengdu Emperor or the lowest level of hell, they all touch the core of the old Fengdu. Once a fight really breaks out, as long as any one of the two places is destroyed, it will be an unbearable heavy loss for the old Fengdu."
"The one carrying the ghost path now is the old Fengdu. It will not allow itself to be injured in this way. It will eliminate any possibility of it."
"So compared with the other three, this place becomes the most suitable battlefield. For the ghost, only by taking the initiative and luring the ebony statue here to show up, it will be possible for it to destroy the statue before the ebony statue can really hurt it."
The old man looked up at the endless piles of corpses and squinted his eyes: "I overlooked this point... I have been separated from the outside world for too long. Although this prevented Jiu Fengdu from finding me, it also affected my judgment."
"I actually allowed Guidao to accumulate such a large number of replacement bones right under my nose."
If Yan Shixun hadn't said that these people were gathered at Baizhi Lake at this time, the old man would not have realized this problem and would still be picking his feet happily.
Until the ghost was ready and attacked with great force.
Then he would have no chance of winning.
"But it's a little late now. The ebony statue should have been attracted by the ghostly aura here, and the ghosts will definitely notice this place. You..."
Yan Shixun raised his eyes and looked at the old man seriously.
But he stopped talking halfway.
He was surprised to find that a peaceful smile appeared on the old man's face.
It was as if everything had been settled, and the old man was relieved and had nothing to worry about anymore.
The old man looked back at Yan Shixun, his eyes gentle and full of nostalgia.
"Li Chengyun and I were like this back then, standing beside a mountain of corpses and making vows in front of thousands of corpses."
The old man sighed and said, "I still don't understand why there is a person like Li Chengyun. If he wanted fame and fortune, he would definitely leave a strong mark in the history books of the living. But he ran to this place that no one knows."
"...died in a spectacular way, yet silently."
"No one knows what unprecedented things he has done. No one will write a book or a biography for him, to express gratitude for all he has done for the world. But he doesn't care at all. Ha! That guy lives like a god."
The old man laughed.
Although his words were full of disdain, his gentle recognition and praise could not be concealed at all.
"It's a pity that he died too early, and now it's my turn."
The old man looked at Yan Shixun calmly and solemnly said, "Young man, you are Li Chengyun's disciple. I have told you everything I know. Don't let me and your master down."
"Ghost Road, I'll leave it to you."
Yan Shixun couldn't stop feeling weird when listening to the old man's last words.
His heart trembled, and he asked in disbelief: "You..."
However, the old man did not give Yan Shixun a chance to ask questions.
He just smiled at Yan Shixun, then raised his hands and slowly placed them on both sides of his neck.
The next moment, the palm exerted force suddenly.
"Click!" With a crisp sound, the old man's head drooped softly.
Neck, broken.
The last ghost messenger in the old Fengdu chose to kill himself.
There was still a contented and peaceful smile on the old man's face, and then he fell to the ground weakly.
“Bang!”
At the moment the old man's body fell to the ground, a fierce fire suddenly ignited on his body and engulfed him in an instant.
The fierce flames soon burned the old man's skin and flesh and cracked his bones.
In an instant, the originally proud and arrogant old man was burned to ashes.
Gently lifted by the wind.
Yan Shixun saw the whole process and didn't even have the chance to stop or ask. He just watched the old man commit suicide. His soul turned to ashes and dissipated into hell.
From then on, this soul no longer existed. Everything of the ghost was taken away by him, and all the secrets and plans turned to ashes.
Leave no chance for any existence to spy or peek.
There was a violent fluctuation in Yan Shixun's eyes, his gaze was broken and rippling, and he couldn't recover for a long time.
The moment the old man chose to burn his soul, he finally realized what the old man was doing.
The ghost sect wanted to use this place as a battlefield to kill the ebony statue. With the help of a large number of souls and ghost spirits that were causally related to the evil spirits in Baizhi Lake, that is, the ghost baby, they forced the ebony statue out.
The ebony statue was once borrowed from the old man by Li Chengyun and was used to suppress the evil spirits in Baizhi Lake. Therefore, the statue is extremely sensitive to the aura of evil spirits.
It must be attracted here by the ghost spirit.
However, with the appearance of the ebony statue here, the ghost path and the old Fengdu city will inevitably look here.
By then, the old man who has been hiding here will inevitably be exposed in front of the old Fengdu city.
——According to the old man, because of his subordinate relationship with the old Fengdu, everything he recorded in his soul would be seen clearly by the old Fengdu.
When the old Fengdu appeared here, that was when the old man and Li Chengyun's plan was exposed.
There was no way the old man would let that happen.
In order to keep the secret, he can endure for years and stay here without taking a step out.
How could they allow the entire plan to fail at the last minute because of him?
The only thing the old man was thankful for was that Li Chengyun's disciple had found this place, and he was tricked by this kid into telling the truth from his heart.
It can be said that he has completed his will in advance.
The old man was satisfied and chose to commit suicide to preserve the entire plan.
Can……
Yan Shixun subconsciously took a step forward, stretched out his hand towards the scattered ashes of the old man, and was shocked.
The old man's death was too tragic and resolute. While shocking Yan Shixun on the spot, it also made him realize what kind of courageous and ruthless person he was who was able to coldly kill all the remaining ghost messengers in the old Fengdu.
Although the old man is now picking his feet and looks like he likes to be praised, he is indeed a very powerful person as he said.
He wasn't bragging.
Yan Shixun stood there stiffly for a while, and caught a glimpse of the jumping golden-red flames out of the corner of his eye.
He glanced sideways and saw that the old man's small house was also on fire.
The fierce fire devoured everything, including all the truth about Yeli and Fengdu that the old man had collected over a thousand years. All of them were burned here.
The books curled up and burned in the flames, turning into a handful of black ash.
All the evidence and truth were burned completely, leaving no secrets for the old Fengdu and the ghost world.
The old man did exactly what he said.
——Take all the secrets with him when he dies. Leave nothing to the old Fengdu.
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