Chapter 139 He was crying for her...
The ghost horse ran very steadily, with its four hooves stepping on the ground as if it were flat ground. However, Shen Qing lay on the horse's back, and this posture inevitably made her feel uncomfortable.
She stole a glance at the vengeful spirit, and seeing he had no killing intent, she tried to move, trying to prop herself up. As expected, due to the lack of stirrups, Chen Qing slipped and fell.
The tall vengeful spirit seemed to have noticed something, and grabbed Chen Qing, who was about to fall off the horse, and lifted him up gently.
Chen Qing stepped on something instantly. She realized it belatedly and hugged the vengeful spirit's arm. Looking down, she saw that the vengeful spirit had lifted her up and was stepping on the back of his foot.
The horse had no stirrups, so he used his feet as stirrups.
The scene at this moment was - Chen Qing sat sideways on the ghost horse, with her feet stepping on the instep of the vengeful spirit. The vengeful spirit also considerately stretched out an arm to hold her so that she would not fall.
Chen Qing secretly glanced at the vengeful spirit's face, and was surprised to see a pair of empty, dark eye sockets. The feeling was really strange. She suppressed her throbbing eyelids and tried to talk to him.
"Where...are you taking me?"
The vengeful spirit opened his mouth, but it was empty.
Not only were its eyes gouged out, but its tongue was also gouged out. Chen Qing even suspected that this vengeful spirit had been dragged to death by a horse.
There were no stirrups on the horse, but instead there was an iron ring tied around its abdomen. A thin black mist extended from the iron ring to the waist and abdomen of the evil spirit, tightly entangling the two.
The Ming Guang armor on the vengeful spirit was not only worn out, but there were even traces of obvious dragging and friction on one side of his armor. The edges of the armor plates were curled and disfigured.
The vengeful spirit couldn't speak, but just stretched out its big palm and rubbed her head with a force that was neither too strong nor too weak, which seemed to be soothing.
Is this to comfort her?
As if afraid that his appearance would scare her, the vengeful spirit pulled off the veil to cover his face and then twisted her head back.
For some reason, this vengeful spirit made Shen Qing feel like... a kind elder.
I don’t know how long it took, but the rustling sound of the wind stopped and a huge city gate stood. The word "Ghost Town" on the old plaque was weathered, but it couldn't hide its cold edge.
Ghost town...
This is the ghost town that was destroyed by Xiang Yao more than ten years ago. Because the saint was afraid of Xiang Yao and worried that the resentment in Guisuo Hill would rise to the sky and the evil creatures would run out, he simply sent people to seal it and the ghost town together.
Now, decades have passed, and she has finally arrived at this legendary ghost town.
What was even more surprising was that the vengeful spirit raised his gun and slowly knocked on the city gate three times. Soon, the city gate was opened with a rumble.
Chen Qing widened his eyes, looking at the sea of heads in front of him. There were at least twenty or thirty people in sight.
People are still alive.
But they all had thin faces and yellow skin, and were wrapped in layers of black cloth that was almost starched and unrecognizable, which seemed to be used to keep out the cold.
The dark-faced girl in the lead also widened her eyes when she saw Chen Qing.
It seemed like they were seeing such an exquisite person for the first time. A group of people surrounded Chen Qing and looked at her again and again, while Chen Qing was still in a state of extreme shock.
Is it possible that there are still people alive in this legendary ghost town full of evil spirits and filled with evil spirits? Not just a few, but dozens, maybe even hundreds.
How did they survive in this barren and filthy land full of dangers?
These people were also thinking: How could there be new living people in this desolate place?
The vengeful spirit put her down from the horse and pushed her forward with his spear, signaling her to go in quickly.
A group of people stared at each other, and finally the girl in the lead stretched out her black claws to pull her, but when she saw Chen Qing's clean white cloak and a pair of white and delicate hands hidden under the sleeves, she blushed and withdrew her hands.
Shen Qing didn’t care about her cleanliness and took her hand.
The girl's face turned even redder. She was afraid of disturbing the fairy-like beauty in front of her. She carefully felt the warmth in her palm and asked, "Are you also lost?"
“…”
The girl said, "Don't be afraid. With the general here, no demons dare to come to the ghost town to cause trouble. I'm sorry, but I have to trouble you for a while. There is a barrier outside, and there are many demons. I'm afraid you can't get out for a while."
Chen Qing asked, "How many survivors do you have?"
The girl was startled and was about to answer when she was stopped by her companion. The companion was extremely wary of Chen Qing, this particularly abrupt outsider. He held the girl back and said, "A Lu, don't tell anyone anything. We don't even know if this person is a human or a ghost!"
The girl named A-Lu pouted, "But, the person was brought back by the general, so there must be no problem. What if it's just a lady who accidentally stumbled into the Sneaky Hill?"
The companion looked Shen Qing over and frowned, saying, "Gui Suopo is adjacent to the barbarian borderland, where supplies are scarce and there's not a blade of grass growing. Have you ever seen a woman dressed as exquisitely as she is?"
Ah Lu was stunned. "Oh, yes, my mother said that the ladies in Chang'an are all like fairies, as if they were molded out of water. My dear lady, are you from Chang'an?"
Chen Qing saw that A Lu's companion's mouth twitched obviously.
She replied: "Hmm..."
Ah Lu said to her companions, "Look! She is a young lady from Chang'an. She is not a transformed monster after all."
Her companion knocked her head and said, "It's even more bizarre that the lady of Chang'an doesn't enjoy herself in Chang'an, but comes to this damn place to suffer. Idiot!"
Chen Qing said: "I came from Chang'an, but I am not a demon, nor am I a weak young lady. I am here to take you out."
Get out, what a strange word.
Everyone was stunned, but when they thought that they would no longer be trapped in this desolate place, their expressions were filled with enthusiasm and hope.
Someone made the decision: "Take her to see the clan leader!"
A group of people said goodbye to the evil spirit: "Goodbye, General!" Then they swarmed into the city with her.
Chen Qing met the clan leader, a sixty-year-old woman with weathered cheeks and withered skin, but with a pair of bright eagle eyes.
After Shen Qing made her purpose clear, the clan leader just stared into her eyes, and then told her the whole story of the ghost town without hesitation.
Chen Qing also knew that the vengeful spirit who brought her back to the ghost town was General Gao, who had mysteriously disappeared that year and was also Li Daoxuan's grandfather.
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More than ten years ago, Xiang Yao was born in Guisou Hill. He was obsessed with formations, so he disguised himself as an ordinary scholar and sneaked into the ghost town. He set up the Eight Palaces Killing Formation in the ghost town and almost slaughtered all the people in the city.
Now, A Lu and his group are the survivors.
The only reason they were able to save their lives was thanks to a female priest named Gushe.
The nun arrived a step too late, and most of the people were killed, so she tried her best to fight with Xiang Yao, saved the remaining people, and finally delayed until the court's rescue.
Chen Qing's master, Master Qianji, Xuanji Pavilion and the disciples of Dongshan Temple all went out to capture Xiang Yao. In the end, in order to save a child, Master Qianji took a bite from Xiang Yao. After cutting off one of Xiang Yao's heads, the already defeated Xiang Yao fled and lay dormant for several years.
Master Qianji also died of poisoning soon after.
The ghost town was temporarily safe, and the Gushe nun left.
But not long after, the barbarians invaded, and before the people of Ghost Town had time to reorganize themselves, they heard the news that General Gao had defected and 30,000 soldiers were buried in Guisou Hill.
Since this was the place where Xiang Yao was born, ghosts and monsters were likely to appear here, and 30,000 soldiers died unjustly, the sage was afraid that if this continued, it would lead to a disaster, so he sent people to seal the Ghost Hill and the Ghost City together.
Soon, resentment began to grow, and the souls of Gao's army turned into vengeful spirits, wandering around Guisou Hill all day long. Later, General Gao appeared. He was the most powerful vengeful spirit in Guisou Hill.
With him around, the spirits of Gao Jiajun became very obedient, retreating into the ground and sleeping, no longer wandering around. However, some extra evil spirits still grew, so people in the ghost town could always see this scene:
The vengeful spirit riding a black horse wanders around the ghost town all day long. If he encounters any restless evil spirit, he will kill it. If there are people who sneak out of the ghost town in search of food, he will send them back.
For this reason, the people in the city have barely survived to this day by relying on the supplies left behind from that time.
In order to keep warm, they planted plum trees all over the city.
Here, there is no fire and resources are extremely scarce, so they plant many plum trees every day. Often when one round of trees burns out, new trees grow again.
Until today, they have waited for Shen Qing.
Chen Qing always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.
It was not until a huge storm spread outside the city that Chen Qing realized that he had forgotten about Li Daoxuan!
Chen Qing immediately lifted her skirt and ran out of the city.
Not far away, I saw a sky filled with wind, snow and resentment. A man with red eyes was holding a black sword and fighting with a resentful spirit that was half the height of a hill.
The ghost horse raised its hoof, and the young man used the force to step on the hoof and leaped to the horse's head. His body was as steady as a rock. He raised the black sword and chopped at the head of the vengeful spirit.
Shen Qing’s heart skipped a beat, “No!”
The wind and snow drowned out her voice.
Li Daoxuan paused for a moment, as if it were an illusion. The spear, almost as tall as him, suddenly moved horizontally, blocking his attack.
He didn't give up and swung his sword again, but it was blocked by the evil spirit.
Chen Qing shouted, "Li Daoxuan, he's your ancestor! Stop now!"
The wind and snow were so strong that the angry people were completely focused on this hateful ghost and could not hear any sounds from the outside world.
Chen Qing was so angry that she stamped her feet and simply threw away her heavy cloak. Her body felt light and fluttery, making it easier for her to walk through the snow. Chen Qing no longer hesitated and ran towards the center of the vortex where the two were fighting.
Li Daoxuan seemed tired. He finally asked, "Where is she?"
The vengeful spirit tilted its head.
Li Daoxuan completely lost his patience and knocked off the vengeful spirit's helmet with one sword.
Not only were the ghost's eyes and tongue gouged out, but even its ears were cut off, with two long, thick silver needles inserted into its ears.
Li Daoxuan stared at him coldly, took out the Nine-Turn Samsara Bowl from his waist, and chanted a spell.
Chen Qing saw it and ran faster. Finally, the moment he finished chanting the spell, Chen Qing grabbed his feet and said, "Li Daoxuan! Stop!"
The young man was stunned. He looked down blankly and saw a lively-looking girl suddenly appear in his sight. She was unharmed except that her head was hairy and her hair was a little messy.
He blinked, put away the Nine-Turn Samsara Bowl, jumped off the horse, looked her up and down, and then hugged her in his arms.
Li Daoxuan was like a big dog abandoned by its owner, burying his head in her neck, not moving at all.
There were a few drops of moisture on his shoulder, and Chen Qing touched it with his fingertips. It was water.
Li Daoxuan cried.
Shen Qing realized that he was crying for her.
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