MTL - My Weird Life-v2 Chapter 675 Silent Fierce (2/2)
Chapter 675 Silent Li Gui (22)
The 'darkness' as smooth as silk and as pervasive as air covered and flooded Su Wu's body from all directions.
With his palm not yet covered by the darkness, he grabbed the "resentful god" who was squeezed into the corner by himself, and a violent and turbulent rhyme erupted from him, forcing him to put his oval face on the top of the small room The 'resentment incarnation' on the hole raised its head and retracted its neck!
'Darkness' flooded out from the narrow chamber.
In the deep forest, it solidified into a human-shaped shadow.
On the front of this shadow, a pale hand bone was wrapped in darkness, forming the left hand of the shadow. There was no other bone in its right hand or anywhere else in the whole body.
Its left hand held a purple-red object, and stuffed it into its chest.
The purple-red thing is exactly a heart.
After the heart was filled into this 'dark' treacherous chest, it immediately beat violently!
Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!
Scarlet eyes grew everywhere on Li Gui's front. These scarlet eyes were moving around, but they hadn't focused their gaze yet—on the dark humanoid face, there was another pair of eyes that were tightly closed. not open.
It turned its eyes for a while, and then suddenly cast its gaze on the 'Resentful God Transformation' who was still wandering in the deep forest and ignored the dark human form.
Two Lies appeared in the same area,
The rhymes of the two are impacting and repelling each other,
But neither of the two Li Guis triggered the constant law of 'low-level Li Guis will be frightened away by high-level Li Guis'.
Following the blood-red eyes of the over ten-foot-high dark humanoid, all eyes were focused on the 'Resentful God Transformation', a pair of eyes on the dark humanoid face suddenly opened—
The left eye is blue and yellow, and the inside of it seems to be intertwined with patterns and rhymes of the avenue.
The right eye is black and red, and the original power of the secret storage domain flows in it.
The darkness covering this deep forest is all gathered towards the dark figures—all the darkness in the deep forest is absorbed in an instant, there is no sun and moon hanging high in the sky, but there is a white and miserable sky light pouring into the deep forest like a waterfall middle!
During this transition from black to white,
The 'Resentful God Transformation' wandering in the deep forest suddenly froze in place, unable to move in the pale sky!
The tricky rhyme emanating from itself was all suppressed back to itself by the white light!
The dark human figure unconsciously passed by the side of the ‘Resentful God Formation’,
On a pair of feet of the 'Resentful God Transformation', each has a sharp trick that fell off;
In the open chest and abdomen cavity, many organs that accommodated the fierceness, such as the Tiezhi Grandmaster's back Tiezhi, the head of the Dazhongwang monk, the heart of the Black Temple Dharma Buddha, etc., all rolled down from its chest and abdomen cavity. Shedding off into its original and treacherous true form!
Every treachery fell into silence,
No movement.
The avatar of the **** of resentment, which contained all these strange things, quickly rotted under the white and miserable sky, and became a pile of rotten meat—it was just an avatar that was fabricated by the **** of resentment to replace itself.
After it collects all the puzzles, the God of Resentment will replace it and inherit all the puzzles to make itself complete.
Now, the resentful deity Huaxiang failed to complete his task, and was the first to fall into the dust.
Passing through the backs of the dark humanoid Li Gui, there is a person on his back.
That's not a 'human-like ghost',
That's a person!
The dark figure is fierce, with his eyes closed and his face as pale as a dead Su Wu behind his back—it will subdue the surrounding darkness, and the darkness covering Su Wu's body and limbs will gradually bury Su Wu more!
Wandering among the mountains with Li Gui on his back.
Everywhere you go, the darkness there will be driven away, and the pale and temperatureless sky will pour down from the sky.
The sky is like a pitch-black bag full of big holes, covering Fengshan Mountain.
Occasionally, Su Wu, who was being carried fiercely by the dark human figure, would twist his limbs and struggle, so the dark human figure would shrink by ten feet, and instead was carried behind his back by 'Su Wu', facing towards 'Su Wu' Go forward for a while.
Following 'Su Wu' with his eyes closed, walking forward with the darkness behind his back,
The thick darkness spread out again under the white and miserable sky light, and the big hole in the sky was gradually filled by the darkness.
One trick and one person bear each other's burdens.
One brings the deadly and silent white, and the other brings the black that revitalizes all things.
—
At the foot of Fengshan Mountain.
In front of the archway of the Tianwei Taoist altar.
A long table was placed in the open space in front of the memorial archway. Pairs of candles and incense were lit on the long table, and two flags, one black and one white, were erected on both sides. ’, and on the white banner is written ‘Surname Su Mingwu Dao Ming Dingyang No. Zhuxiaozi’.
Flags on both sides fluttered in the wind on one side of the altar.
On the altar, there is an arm that has been stripped of the eight blood characters of "Haunted by wronged souls, desperate for life" - it is the arm of a nine-headed doll, and a piece of tattered black clothes - fragments of clothes belonging to Fafo Kongming, A piece of flesh and blood from Monk Dazhongwang, a clump of black hair from Master Tiezhi, and a gnat from Master Ren.
Even the corpses, fragments of clothes, and hair of the many disciples attached by these evil sect leaders were all arranged and placed on the altar.
These things were collected by senior brother Ding Yang all the way before and handed over to Ding Ling.
Although she is afraid of these broken corpses, she also knows that the ceremony of summoning the monk who has turned into a fierce Taoist into a living person must be very complicated, and it is very strange, and she has already made various preparations psychologically, so she also Can overcome the fear in the heart.
"Prosperity, prosperity."
Ding Ling turned his head and looked around, looking at the dark and empty surroundings, and tried to call out in a certain direction.
As she called out Wangcai's name, ripples appeared in the darkness on the other side, and a giant lion with a pitch-black body, four dark yellow claws, and a lion-like tiger appeared from the other side, holding the neck of the "Wutongshen" in its mouth .
"I need it to cooperate with me, and call back Daoist Brother Dingyang together."
She carefully pointed at the 'Wutongshen' held by Wangcai.
The sunken face of the 'Wutongshen' is full of pale holes, and no baby of wish power has appeared in the holes, and the blood letters covering his body have disappeared without a trace—the grievance letter has been removed from it, indicating that That Li Gui has now fallen into silence.
"Woo—" Wangcai didn't hesitate at all, and dragged the Wutongshen, who was already struggling weakly, to the Cauldron Spirit.
Ding Ling pursed her lips, stretched out her wrist, and untied a circle of colored thread wrapped around her wrist—this was also the same thing that Daoist Dingyang entrusted to her before she turned into a ghost, so that she could use it to perform the ritual of recalling.
Colored threads were bundled around her white and thin wrists, seemingly only a short section, but when Cauldron Ling really untied the threads, they suddenly dispersed and became longer and longer.
She picked out a string from it and handed it to Wangcai: "Just tie this string to Wutongshen, no matter where it is tied."
Wangcai didn't go to pick it up, but shook his head, forcing Wutong God to groan again and again, he reached out his hand through the barrier of the temple system, took the string, and wrapped it around his wrist.
Ding Ling took out another stack of talismans from the luggage, and the Yunji talismans on the yellow talisman paper exuded the smell of cinnabar and fresh blood.
Pasted a series of talismans on the corpses and relics on the altar, and after reaching the head of Wutong God, Cauldron Ling wound the ghost craftsman's sutures one by one around the items,
Holding up a stick of incense with both hands, she lit it on the candle, recalling Su Wu's entrustment in her heart, and slowly inserted the stick of incense into the incense burner.
"If the incense burns quickly, then chant the mantra of breaking hell."
"If the incense sticks are extinguished in an instant, chant the 'Soul Awakening Mantra'."
Brother Dingyang's words sounded in her ears, and the stick of incense burned instantly after being planted in the incense burner—Ding Ling didn't blink his eyes, and immediately pinched the Dharma seal with his hand, urged himself to the rhyme of the avenue pattern, and chanted "Break Hell Curse" ': "In the vast Fengdu, there are many King Kong Mountains.
The immeasurable light of Lingbao, the hole shines on the Yanchi,
The sinful souls of the nine secluded worlds, accompanied by incense clouds and banners,
Dinghui Qingqing lotus, the God of Ascension is eternal peace! "
There was a golden and red talisman behind her. This female crown of the Dingzi generation who was born in the Tianwei Taoist altar, although she had worshiped under Mr. Tianxuan's sect, she probably couldn't practice a few decent Taoism under the other party's sect. Even with his own efforts, he was awarded the sixth-order talisman!
Talismans shine,
On the altar, the charms attached to the relics also glowed red!
The fast-burning stick of incense suddenly slowed down, and the three sticks of incense burnt into a situation where the left one is extremely short, and the middle and right two are longer!
Seeing the three incense burnt like this, Cauldron Ling immediately shouted again: "I am ordered by Jingyang Celestial Master, the sixth-level high-level divine talisman!
Now you wait for the remnant souls to gather in front of the altar for me to drive!
Super from me! Lift!
Those who rebel against me will perish! Death!
It's time to break the merits and sins!
If you respond to my order, please let a wisp of breeze float on the top of the talisman, if you do not respond to my order, it will be wiped out in ashes immediately! "
The cauldron sword finger suddenly pointed at the relics that were implicated by the sutures of ghost craftsmen on his wrists. The talismans attached to those relics fluttered one after another. The talisman on the top also fluttered!
With a solemn expression, she put her sword finger between her eyebrows and said, "Recite together with me: June 15th, birthday at three o'clock at three o'clock, surnamed Su, named Wudao, named Dingyang, numbered Zhuxiaozi, the soul returns, the flesh returns, Karma returns!"
Crash!
The sutures wrapped around Ding Ling's wrist suddenly trembled!
The relics involved in the ghost craftsman's stitches all made illusory voices at this time, and there were hatred, fear, or regret in that voice: "Su Wu—"
"Su Wu!"
With the incomplete consciousness pinned on the relic, at the beginning, he couldn't repeat the two complete sentences along with the cauldron spirit!
Wutongshen, who was imprisoned on the altar, was even more unwilling to cooperate with the cauldron spirit in his heart, and only followed Su Wu's name!
But the incomplete consciousness of the dead entrusted on each of the relics has more or less overlap with Su Wu.
Most of them died because of Su Wu,
Their strong resentment towards Su Wu turned into a kind of power at this time—their calls were gathered together, creating a considerable combined force, and this combined force was finally transformed in the sound of Cauldron Ling repeating every word. Unanimous words: "Birthday at 3:00 on June 15th, surnamed Su, Mingwudao, Dingyang, Zhuxiaozi!
The return of the soul, the return of the flesh shell, the return of karma! "
"The return of the soul, the return of the flesh shell, the return of karma!"
Above Fengshan Mountain, it was like a black cloth sack being torn out of the sky with transparent holes, the speed of darkening suddenly accelerated, a dark figure crossed the mountain, and once again carried the struggling Su Wu on his back, Go down the hill.
It is already more than thirty feet high,
From the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, for it, it only takes a few breaths.
(end of this chapter)
