Beyond the Divine States Chapter 2: : The teenager who woke up

At the time of the child, the bright moon hung high, the door of the Xiongzheng palace was closed tightly, but the palace lanterns inside the palace were all lit, and the red candle light brightened the interior furnishings.

Ning Qinshui stood at the door of the hall, frowning.

The person who received the introduction was still the master Song Fang in Bai Ri, and Song Fang explained: "This is the main hall of General Wang Shangyu. Since the general's violent death three days ago, this hall has been sealed. , But every night after the night, the candles in the palace will spontaneously ignite, and from time to time there is an old voice that will faintly come out."

Ning Qinshui frowned and said: "What sound?"

Song side replied: "It's very vague, no one can hear it clearly, but the palace ladies said that it was the voice of General Wang Shangyu."

Ning Qinshui asked again: "Where is General Wang's body?"

Song side seemed to recall something, subconsciously clenched his fists, and sighed: "Burn it."

Ning Qinshui wondered: "I burned the body so quickly? Is it an epidemic?"

Song side shook his head with a complicated expression: "It's also spontaneous combustion, it can't be extinguished no matter how you fight it."

Ning Qinshui's complexion changed slightly. He stroked his gray and long beard, his sleeves flicked, and his fingers pinched at an extremely fast speed.

Song side sighed: "If the old man retreats when he is in trouble, I will not be embarrassed in waiting."

Ning Qinshui turned a deaf ear to his ears, his hand was pressed on the door, the seal was peeled off, Ning Qinshui pushed the door and entered, and the candles all over the hall made his beard red.

As he crossed the threshold, a copper coin leaked from between his sleeves and fell on the threshold.

"Hmph, the little tricks of carving insects are cryptic." Ning Qinshui glanced around, and the candle in the room was mostly extinguished with a brush of his robe. He said in a deep voice: "Long long, Xiaoling, follow me to cast down evil."

The young girl glanced at the deep hall with twilight candlelights, feeling horrified, but they still responded together:

"Yes, Master."

Ning Qinshui's pace has slowed down as he speaks, his hand touches his sleeve, and seven small objects like animal teeth are discharged from it, suspended all over, like a magic weapon for body protection.

Behind her was a girl in a thin robes holding her arms, she peeked at the old man, her expression a little bit annoyed.

The handsome young man next to her is almost stupid, just following the old man, watching his nose and nose, not daring to look around.

The old man doesn’t care about the life and death of the young and young girls behind him. They are just good embryos collected from the market a few years ago. Although precious, they are like magic weapons. A drop of blood is to be smashed out.

Ning Qinshui shook out a piece of talisman paper, and the talisman paper was burnt out of thin air. The ashes of the paper did not fall, and it turned into a real and illusory yellow bird, circling around the hall. After a while, the yellow bird pointed With a sound, the old man's expression was slightly shaken, and he coldly snorted: "I found you!"

He stepped out, and the strong wind swept the temple, his body was a few feet away, as if shrinking into an inch, he came to a statue of gods enshrined in the temple.

Ning Qinshui is very experienced, aside from anything else, I don’t know when I have already clamped eight yellow paper talisman between her ten fingers. With one push between her palms, the eight talisman are shot together, like a rope connected end to end. The stone statue was locked tightly, and the unquenched candles in the house would be wobbly if there was induction, as if they would break away from the candlesticks and gather together.

"Old sir..." A voice suddenly rang from the back of his head.

Ning Qinshui was supposed to take advantage of the momentum to pursue him, but his figure was sluggish, and his expression was rare in a trance.

"Old Mr...."

The voice yelled again, with a cordial voice, as if a long-lost friend met on the street.

"Stop messing up my heart!"

Ning Qinshui bit the tip of his tongue lightly, and his eyes quickly focused again in the sober caused by the pain.

But I don’t know when there was a burly, armor-clad man standing in front of him. The man’s gray eyes stared at him blankly. His face, body, and hands were all rotten to the point of visible bones. The armor was full of fine cracks, he grinned open his mouth, the rotten flesh inside was rotten, and the blood-soaked white flesh and blood contained maggots squirming.

Ning Qinshui did not recognize this man, but his instinct told him that this was the general named Wang Shangyu who died that day!

In Song's introduction, Wang Shangyu has practiced for many years, coupled with the battle on the ground, is extremely powerful in martial arts, and the ghost is difficult to approach. I don't know what power is corroded by him, and he ended up like this?

Ning Qinshui only hesitated for a moment, but he found that his body had also begun to stiffen. His already wrinkled fingers were fading away from the temperature and blood at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, he would become The same end as Wang Shangyu!

"Wandering and chaotic?" He made a decisive scream, but inside his thin body, the Taoist robe swelled up like a blast, his five fingers were like a hook, and he patted forward: "The evil is so rampant!"

Dozens of golden lights burst out from between the sleeves of his robe, stabbing forward like arrows.

The corpse of Wang Shangyu grinned with blood, and burst out a heart-piercing scream. This scream was extremely short, like a sudden bird song, and he fell back in a daze.

With a loud bang, Ning Qinshui's expression changed, and there were all broken stones in front of him. Where did the general king come from?

He withdrew his hand, admitting that he had broken the barrier, but the young man behind him suddenly screamed.

"Master! Your hand!"

Ning Qiao glanced at the consciousness, his complexion changed drastically, on his hands, the sticky blood was dripping down the fingers! He is sure that it is not his own blood!

He wanted to draw a magic weapon from his sleeve, but he found that his body was so stiff that he couldn't move. A chill was rising from his back, cooling through his spine, and it seemed that a centipede was climbing up his spine section by section.

Suddenly a black spot appeared in front of his eyes. The black spot occupied his pupils and spread rapidly. It seemed that a huge ghost crawled out of the cave at a weird speed.

When his consciousness was about to be swallowed, Ning Qinshui's expression suddenly slammed, he turned his head hard, and glanced at the teenager and girl behind him.

The boy had never seen the terrifying appearance of the master, and subconsciously took a step back, and the little girl directly fell to the ground with limp legs.

The corners of the old man’s stiff mouth aroused, and he shouted: "Tianzun decree, psychic, please God!"

The shirts of the boy and girl's chest were torn apart, and two yellow symbols attached to their chests pulled them by their bodies, pulling them to the old man.

This is the treasure that the old man gave them to protect them, but now it has become a deadly hook!

"Junior Sister!" Ning Changjiu shouted hastily, took a difficult step, and stopped in front of the girl.

Ning Xiaoling wanted to tear off the paper talisman on her body, but the yellow talisman seemed to have taken root, which only made people feel like tearing her own flesh and blood.

The symbol dragged her forward suddenly and hit Ning Changjiu's back. She subconsciously hugged the body of the young man in front of her, but it was useless, and the two were dragged forward together.

Ning Changjiu came to the old man first.

Ning Qinshui relentlessly slapped his sky spirit cover.

Ning Chang had no time to scream, his hands and feet were instantly limp, his body was still blocked in front of the girl, but he had no strength to kneel down, his body was like a wine jar that had been uncovered, and countless evil spirits poured from his head. Into.

This is the method used by monks in ancient times to suppress demons! It took several years for the old man to find two suitable "containers". If it weren't endangered at this moment, he would never be willing to use it.

As the wisps of evil air poured into Ning Changjiu's body, one after another, Ning Qinshui got a chance to breathe. He looked at the struggling girl, but his expression suddenly changed. change.

Ning Xiaoling raised her hand with difficulty, but not surrendered.

Behind her body, an illusory, snow-white shadow faintly appeared-it was a curled up snow fox.

It's just that the spirit of the snow fox broke a tail. It hissed at Ning Qinshui, but was afraid to move forward.

Ning Qinshui said in surprise: "You thief girl, when did you secretly learn the Taoism, but you also entered the door and gave birth to the innate spirit?"

Have you kept it from me for so long.

Sure enough, she was one of the best embryos from a million, much better than her stupid brother.

It's a pity...

Not as important as your own life.

Ning Qinshui's hesitation was only a blink of an eye. He burst into a shout, the yellow talisman urged, the girl snorted miserably, knocked away Ning Changjiu's body, and came to her in front of her. The old man's palm fell, that After a weak resistance, the snow fox's spiritual appearance was broken up, and the girl fainted.

The two natural "containers" quickly incorporated all the evil spirits around them into the body.

Next, his hand reached deep into the bottom of his sleeve.

It was a pair of purple gold runes, precious enough to make his fingers tremble slightly.

But he knew that he couldn't live for a few years, and there was nothing more important than getting the ascension for longevity. The promise of that adult to him was the first line of life for that longevity.

Thinking about this, the old man didn't hesitate anymore, and the two magic runes snapped on their foreheads.

The teenagers and girls have long lost consciousness. Their skin is pale and almost transparent, and the bloodshot underneath is so clear that they are about to break the skin. They are raised and tangled, like the flowers of hell, strange and beautiful.

At the moment the symbol was pressed, their twitching bodies gradually calmed down.

The dust settled.

Ning Qinshui wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath. He beckoned to the people outside the door to signal them to come in.

Song side saw that the movement in the hall gradually stopped, and he was also relieved. He stepped into the hall with a few people at the door, arched his hands, and was suddenly startled when he was about to speak.

Ning Qinshui saw that they were afraid to approach him, thinking that he was afraid of the corpses of the young and young girls on the ground, and waved his hands with a smile, and said: "It's okay, they are just suspended animation. You can pay back when the old man pulls out their filth Health."

Actually, he is just a perfunctory statement. He knows better than anyone that they have no chance of surviving.

"Old Mr...."

Song side opened his eyes wide, raised his hand, and pointed at his body with his fingers, his tone trembling slightly.

Ning Qinshui's expression slightly changed. At the same time, the candlelights in the temple that had been extinguished a long time ago suddenly lit up, Ning Qinshui's expression changed drastically, he suddenly felt a little pain in his chest and touched his hands.

He found out that his chest was full of plasma at some point. Among the muddled flesh and blood, there was a **** hand that was not covered in flesh and skin tearing his body like a worm. Wherever the water had time to react, his hand was firmly clamped by the opponent, and then pulled into the body.

As if a demon came out of its cocoon, swallowing this skin as his food!

"Help me!" Ning Qinshui screamed, he raised his head, but everyone backed away!

His face is also **** and bloody, and his look is so hideous that it is not his face. The vaguely flesh and blood is no longer his face.

That is the face of Wang Shangyu!

The sound of broken bones sounded every inch, and the old man's robe shattered. He couldn't even scream, and his body completely collapsed.

"A sparrow ghost! It's a sparrow ghost!"

I don't know anyone in the crowd let out an exclamation, no one hesitated, and fled out of the hall.

The old Taoist man, who is no longer a man, climbed up like a walking dead. Instead of chasing those people, he stared at the pair of teenagers and girls who had passed out on the ground. He seemed to see the world, with a greedy smile.

He crawled over slowly.

His fingers rested on the girl's pale face like a doll, brushed the soft curve of her cheek lightly, and then grabbed her neck, trying to brutally tear her skirt.

This is the evil thought that has been drawn from the heart of the old Taoist.

Such a young and beautiful little girl is always by his side, how can he not think badly, just for the greater benefit, this kind of thought is always backlogged in the bottom of my heart, and the surface is still a wonderful Taoist with the bones of immortality. .

All the evil thoughts are gushing out at this moment.

Ning Xiaoling can't do any struggle anymore.

The sky is dim and the candlelight is shaking.

In the hall where the light and shadow are shaking, the young man's body is hidden in the shadow of the old Taoist's body.

At a moment no one noticed.

Only when the cracking silk sounded.

The boy who should have passed out has opened his eyes.