The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 890
Chu Shun sat up and saw that the man’s face was tense. He looked the same as usual, but his breath became heavier. He lowered his head and coughed a few times, then picked up the dagger next to him. The two rosy patches on his face had not gone away yet. , before Ling Yugeng spoke, he explained: “Senior sister misunderstood, it was me who was injured, and Master gave me medicine. I was also unconscious just now, and I offended Master, Master, please don’t blame me.” These words were said in an angry tone
. The hairspring is so lovable that no one would be willing to blame it, not to mention that Ling Yugeng is not in the temperament to care about such things.
Now was not the time to talk about this matter. Ling Yugeng stopped right there and asked what happened. He would talk later. He softened his voice and asked Chu Shun what else was wrong. Chu Shun shook his head.
Only then did Bian Miao notice the coffins surrounding him.
In the evening, under the locust tree at the entrance of the ancestral hall, people seep in, and the shadows of the trees are whirling, adding to the eerie coolness.
The locust tree has always been said to attract evil spirits.
Except for Bian Miao, the other coffins were pushed open. Inside were people who died in vain, with resentment rising to the sky.
Using the resentment of the dead to create this situation shows that the people behind it are thinking about the lives of those who get involved.
Bian Miao said that she was plotted last night, and when she woke up today, she was in the coffin. Counting the time, she woke up just when the illusion was shattered.
”We met a child halfway up the mountain at the entrance of the village. He was wearing something of yours.” Chu Shun said, “Senior sister, do you recognize him?”
Bian Miao was stunned for a moment, then laughed twice, “He’s pretty smart.”
She said. She said that she had picked up the child here. She noticed something strange. She was being watched closely and couldn’t get out, so she tried to find a way to send him out. The pendant could contain the breath and prevent the ghosts from detecting it. She said here In the village, a rumor suddenly spread a while ago.
”As long as someone comes to the ancestral hall at midnight, performs a worship ceremony, and makes a wish, it won’t take long for the dream to come true.” Bian Miao said, “But it didn’t take long for everyone to discover the clues. Every time If a wish is fulfilled, one person will die within seven days.”
”This village was not so desolate when I came here.”
What she said meant something.
Some people know that people will die, but they still can’t resist the temptation and make a wish. It’s not that no one has tried to stop others from coming here to get what they want, but anyone who stops them will die.
Bian Miao had never seen the other person’s face clearly, and that person’s cultivation level was higher than hers.
After she finished speaking, no one spoke, and a gust of wind mixed with chill blew by.
No wonder when we entered the village, there was so much resentment in the village, and a darkness lingered there. The world of cultivation pays attention to cause and effect, and such evil spirits can no longer be explained by a simple “love debt”.
The other party has a grudge against him, and he still has a deep hatred.
Ling Yugeng was standing in front of a coffin, looking at the pale-faced person with eyes closed inside, when he suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him.
”Master, what did you see inside?”
He turned his head.
Chu Shun stood beside him silently. Ling Yugeng knew that he was asking about the illusion. Several images seemed to flash before Ling Yugeng’s eyes. Finally, he said: “It was pitch black.” Chu Shun: “It’s gone
. ”
No.” Ling Yugeng asked, “I saw you later. Where are you?”
Chu Shun: “It’s just some things from childhood. I guess there are four levels of this illusion.”
He didn’t elaborate, he just said. The first level of illusion is that he was bullied as a child, and the nanny who took care of him since childhood passed away. This layer should be the past that can evoke negative emotions for those who enter and exit the illusion, and constantly attack the people in the illusion… Ling Yugeng
Listening to his words, the previous situation was reviewed one by one.
Looking down at the body in the coffin, a suspicion suddenly arose in his mind.
What he saw was not his illusion, but Chu Shun’s.
The double illusion created a perfect and warm life for him, which made people want to indulge in it – Ling Yugeng had never seen this illusion with his own eyes, only the third one that Chu Shun said.
The third level is when Chu Shun, after seeing through the illusion, breaks the beauty of the second level illusion and exposes the ugliness. He didn’t say how he broke it, but Ling Yugeng knew that he killed “Ling Yugeng” in the illusion.
The last level is precisely the most difficult level, allowing the person in the frame to fight against himself.
He is so vicious and his heart can be punished.
Ling Yugeng glanced at Chu Shun.
If that was Chu Shun’s illusion, Ling Yugeng didn’t know what happened in the second and third levels. He only saw the first level completely, and he only had time to see the end of the third level.
Chu Shun killed “him”.
And the final illusion, that is Chu Shun in the future.
Before Ling Yugeng could figure it out, he suddenly looked at a pair of open eyes in the coffin. Only the whites of the eyes were visible. Ling Yugeng took Chu Shun beside him and stepped back. With a few “bang, bang” sounds, all the coffin lids around him were overturned, and the bodies He sat up stiffly from the coffin.
Fake corpse.
”Don’t scatter.” Ling Yugeng said.
The other two people understood immediately, and the three of them formed an iron triangle. The corpse who died unjustly had a grievance in its mouth. The corpse was not rotten, and its hands and feet were stiff and attacked them. The wind brought the smell of decay on their bodies.
The hems of their clothes were flying, and the sharp sword light flashed across them. Ling Yugeng put the talisman paper on their foreheads. After a while, they were shaken by the panic. The rain fell harder. Drops of rain fell on Ling Yugeng’s forehead and slid down his cheeks. It gathers into a small drop of water and falls down on the chin.
The gloomy sky became darker again. Ling Yugeng raised his head. It was not that the sky was getting darker, but that the resentment was getting stronger. The corpses had calmed down, but they did not relax for a moment.
The strange wind blew louder and louder, and a rustling sound came over.
There were footsteps in the ancestral hall, and a figure appeared.
”As expected of the leader of the Hehuan Sect.”
A young figure in black clothes appeared in front of Ling Yugeng. He wore half a silver mask on his face, his long black hair fell from his forehead, and he put a handkerchief on his red lips to wipe away the blood.
