Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 705: God should be God

Pei Ziyun came out at Abe's sunny place. It was evening, the snow had stopped in the sky, the last rays of sunshine were gradually clearing, and the moonlight was rising.

The road is white, white and flawless, with traces of passersby. It has been covered by snow. The cold wind has blown it. The snow is scattered towards the still flowing river, silently blending into it.

"The barrier is still there, it's just a thousand creations."

After 794 AD, Ping An Jing became the capital. According to the geography of Yin-Yang Dao divination, Ping An Jing is the "sacred place corresponding to the four gods". To the north is the mountain (Chuanoka Mountain), to the east to the river (Kamogawa), and to the south. On the side are the lake (Giant Lake) and Xitong Avenue (Shanyang Road)-it is equipped with the four gods of Xuanwu, Qinglong, Suzaku, and White Tiger to pray for the protection of the gods.

In order to match the natural terrain, the Emperor built Enryaku-ji Temple (Ghost Gate), To-ji Temple, Nishi-ji Temple (Forbidden Middle) and Rasei Gate (South) in Kyoto to prevent grievances from causing trouble.

Feng Shui enchantment is like this. It is also the place of the Japanese imperial court. It should be impenetrable to all evils, but now I dare not say that there is gray and black air everywhere, and it is a little bit of gathering but not scattered. It is faintly with blood and light, no wonder it just entered the night. , No pedestrians on the road were seen, and the people near the river even closed the door tightly when the sun was still hanging.

Lord noble doesn't care about fate. The people living nearby don't even dare to discuss more often in order not to lead evil things in. They only convey secrets in their eyes.

This is a taboo thing for the bottom people living in Ping An Jing.

Goblin!

Pei Ziyun turned back at this moment.

There is a thick layer of snow on the road. Under the floating snow is the old layer of snow that has been crushed and hardened. If you walk on it, you may slip and fall to the ground. But at the foot of Pei Ziyun, the road cannot be smooth. Step on the snow, smooth and steady.

In addition, the temperament is outstanding, unlike the low-level samurai, some people who hear the movement and look out through the door have awe in their eyes.

"Father, is this samurai here to get rid of evil spirits... Um..." In the cold wind, a child's tender voice suddenly sounded, but then it was muted.

Pei Ziyun didn't go to see, but went straight ahead and arrived at a stone bridge.

Different from the time when riding an ox cart during the day, I went up to the stone bridge and found that the scenery here is still elegant. Although the river under the bridge is dark in color, it is so calm in the moonlight that even ordinary people can feel it. It's wrong, but standing on the stone bridge, you can see far away.

There are still some trees on the side of the river. It is winter and there is no emerald green, but the dense branches are covered with thin snow. Under the moonlight, a pear tree is full of blossoms, which is very beautiful.

It's just a pity that such a place has been polluted...

"Samurai, are you waiting for your concubine?" Just as Pei Ziyun thought this way, a female voice came faintly.

Pei Ziyun turned around and saw the twelve single-dressed women who appeared at the bridge head, who did not know when, was slowly pacing over.

She has an elegant posture and a slender figure, as if she is walking along not a stone bridge road, but a lover's road paved with flowers. Between her brows and eyes, there is a kind of joy in the coldness.

The black hair and pale skin form a kind of beauty. It is said that the beauty of the moon is viewed, and this is indeed appropriate for her.

Pei Ziyun did not pay much attention to her morbid beauty, but looked straight into her eyes and said: "Waiting for you?"

"The adult came to the place where the concubine lived at night, and stared straight at the concubine like this. Isn't he waiting for the concubine, but waiting for other women?"

The woman uses a folding fan to cover her half face and smiles. This seduction is in great contrast to her conservative and cold tone, and adds a bit of temptation.

Pei Ziyun turned a blind eye, as if the person standing in front of him was not a beautiful woman, but a skeleton-not really looking at the red face as a dead bone, but there were so many outstanding girls.

A beauty can be called, no one is inferior to this woman, not to mention that this woman is full of resentment.

God’s desire is not stained. It does not mean that God’s heart is pure, and it is not that he does not like men and women. Once he reaches the gods, his quality is high. This resentment is like a woman smeared with feces. How can desire be born?

People and ghosts fall in love, or it is possible, because people can't see through or smell, and gods and ghosts fall in love, which has not been heard since ancient times.

"You said this is your residence?" Pei Ziyun swept around, knowingly asked: "There is only one river and one bridge here, where is your mansion? Are you staying in the open air?"

"That's because the concubine's body is covered by the bridge and the river is the bed. If adults don't believe it, the concubine's body can demonstrate with you."

The woman laughed and said, her eyes fixed on Pei Ziyun, and she reached out to untie her clothes. Pei Ziyun frowned, but she just blinked.

Only hearing a "puff", a woman who was exactly the same in the back was sneered and pounced, trying to flick back and forth, but finally pounced.

Then, there was a flash of light in the moonlight.

"Ah--" The screams came from the woman in front, a knife mark was three inches deep, and in the back, the same woman couldn't even scream, fell to the ground, and cut her chest and abdomen. The internal organs are only gray and black.

But the gray and black air hadn't come out yet, two clusters of white flames rose from the wounds of the two women at the same time, with a "boom" all over the body, and both of them suddenly became a burning man.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-" The woman behind only burned and turned into ashes, while the woman in front showed a panic when the flames rose, screaming and rolling on the ground, trying to extinguish The flame that can burn the body of a ghost.

I don't know if she saved herself in time or for other reasons. The speed at which the woman in front was burnt slowed down visible to the naked eye.

"Hey, it seems that the karma she was infected is much lighter than her incarnation." Pei Ziyun, who was watching them, thought to himself a little surprised.

The flames used here contain divine power. Ghosts with heavy grievances will be burned very quickly, while those with less grievances will burn more slowly.

This lingering and panting woman obviously has some essential differences from the clone.

"Perhaps, she is not a pure ghost." Thinking of the legend about the ghost like Qiao Ji, Pei Ziyun had a guess.

Only thinking about it, seeing the avatar instantly turned into a puddle of black ashes, and the woman's heart was like dead ashes, full of fear. Although the flame was slow, but merciless, it stepped down her spiritual power and body.

She knew that although she struggled to survive, she couldn't escape her death.

But, just die like this, she is not reconciled!

Firmly staring at the young samurai who was standing not far away looking at her, hatred filled her heart, and her eyes turned red.

"I hate it!" She lay on the ground and rolled, her fingernails clasping the cracks of the stone, it seems that this is the only way to reduce the pain of being burned.

"Why... why do you treat me like this..."

"Why are you asking?" Pei Ziyun, who has been silent, said, and his voice was even more mocking in the cold wind: "You are a ghost, disguised as a human being to approach me, isn't it to devour my flesh and blood and increase your strength? This At that time, why call yourself innocent again?"

"What's more, you are entrenched here, and you have killed a lot of people? The people around here are so scared by you that they will close their doors before it gets dark. The bones under the stone bridge are probably covered with the riverbed. Right?"

"Hehe, that's because you are all negative people!" The flame on the woman's body is getting smaller and smaller, but this is not extinguished, but her figure is getting thinner and thinner. She knows that she is about to die soon, and she works hard. At the beginning, he locked Pei Ziyun with his eyes full of resentment and hatred, as if he was not looking at a stranger who suddenly visited under the moonlight, but the man he was thinking of.

"I have been waiting for you, sir, you said you would come to me, why...why did you fail to speak...why..."

"Haha! You all abandon me like grass scraps, I will kill you, kill you people who are unhappy..."

"Kill you all..."

In extreme pain, it was obvious that the woman had lost her mind and spoke incoherently.

Pei Ziyun stood and looked down at her. This look made the woman even more angry, but when she wanted to speak again, her body had become transparent.

"I'm going to die?" With this realization, a tear fell down the corner of her eyes. At the last moment when she finally sank into darkness, she suddenly became confused, staring at Pei Ziyun, as if watching her for the rest of her life. A man who never waited came, as if many faces overlapped with her, opened the door respectfully, showing a gentle smile: "You... are finally here..."

The stone bridge fell into silence again.

Pei Ziyun did not move, stood quietly, watching the two piles of ashes burned out.

In just a few minutes, the nearest ashes floated and rotated invisibly.

Under the moonlight, a faint phantom reappeared on the black ashes.

This phantom lay on the ashes, and was blown by the wind, the clothes fluttered, and a black hair poured down. Although the figure was transparent, reflecting the light of water and moonlight, it had a completely different breath than before.

It seems to be a piece of exquisite colored glaze wrapped in layers of dirt, shed all the ugliness, and finally revealed the clear light inside.

"Sure enough, although it is the Heian era, there are actually many legends, not just now." Pei Ziyun stood, letting this happen, surely he had guessed before.

Hashihime (はしひめ), the goddess of Ujigawa, has a lover relationship with the Rikiya Hachiman God. It is only in the Heian era. It is a wife-visiting system. The wife cannot live with her husband. She can only stay at her natal home and look forward to her husband overnight. Come.

The goddess looks at the river with her neck in the distance, in harmony with the times, and stimulates the imagination of many singers, leaving behind many famous Japanese songs, but gradually, wholeheartedly waiting, in each lonely night, it becomes sad and changes Become a hate~IndoMTL.com~, there are women who have committed suicide by diving, and in conjunction with it, they gradually become infected with a strong spirit of ghosts.

Although the two appearing just now can be regarded as bridge girls, it is obvious that not all bridge girls have a godhead, and the rebirth of the cocoon is the last deity recognized by this river and bridge.

Killing her can get some magical powers, but Pei Ziyun has no intention.

Pei Ziyun looked at the sky, and there was snow falling down again, looked at the bridge girl who was lying on the bridge, slowly reuniting the entity, and turned and left.

"Stop showing pity and accept the resentment of those women, even though they are also very pitiful."

"God should be God."

Hashihime gradually woke up, and when she opened her eyes, all she saw was the figure of the young samurai walking away, and the words he had left behind.

"I... not dead?" She muttered to herself after blinking in confusion.

On the Uji River Bridge, the snow is getting heavier.

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