The fruit of killing life

Chapter 161 The Truth
The crazy look of this old woman immediately frightened the naked children with runny noses to rush away.

Some of the brave ones were still yelling while running:
"It's been several years, and over and over again, I only tell this one story, just to trick children.

Where in the world is there such a stupid dragon? "

"That's right, that's right. I don't want to be a dragon, I want to be that salesman!"

"I want to be a shopkeeper too. Put on dragon scales and I will become a dragon. Fly! Fly!"

Immediately, they all ran away as if they were flying.

however.

Wang Yuan, who had heard the story, couldn't help frowning when he saw the catastrophe suddenly surging above his head.

I feel that this crazy old woman and the story she told about the "seller dragon" are a bit unusual, and it may not be as simple as an ordinary story.

But before he could make a move, Huang Wu, who had been asked not to run out, suddenly turned into a ray of red light and shot out from above his head.

It fell lightly in front of the old woman.

He stared intently at her dirty, weathered face.

After a long time, he opened his mouth subconsciously, and uttered a sentence in his extremely dry mouth:
"Nurse!"

After the little female ghost called "Nurse", a slight daze appeared on her face, as if she didn't understand why she called it that way.

But seeing the crazy old woman who was laughing foolishly, after hearing this call, her body trembled suddenly.

Lifting her head suddenly, she grabbed Huang Wu's slender wrist.

Although the old woman's arm was as thin as a dead branch, its strength was unexpectedly great.

It seems that what is grasped at this time is not the girl's hand, but the last straw!

There was no focus in the eyes full of white clouds, but the muddy tears flowed down the cheeks silently.

But she didn't seem to notice it, and she was still shouting crazily:

"Is it a hallucination, is it a hallucination again, I heard that voice that I have heard countless times again!
Listen to me, boy, that's not a real dragon!What a despicable thief!
My poor little Wu, my poor lady! "

However, just shouting these words to Huang Wu seems to have exhausted the old woman's last strength.

Hearing the voice behind her getting weaker and weaker, the expression on her face suddenly appeared, but disappeared suddenly in an instant.

immediately.

As if he had finally let go of a heavy burden, his body slowly leaned against the corner of the wall, his expression was no longer ferocious, but he gradually lost all vitality.

she is dead!
On the surface, it seems that the body can last for a while, but in fact, I don't know how many times it has been overdrawn.

It is riddled with holes, and the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

Death came so suddenly and so naturally.

Wang Yuan silently walked to Huang Wu's side, took the trembling girl into his arms, and patted her on the back lightly.

"Xiaoyuan, I don't know why, but I feel so uncomfortable."

Huang Wu has seen too many dead people, but the old woman in front of her seems to be different.

But sadly, she couldn't even remember why the crone was different.

As a bystander, Wang Yuan was not affected by those extra emotional factors, but he saw some clues.

The very weird King Jing's Mansion behind him had obviously undergone a round of harsh and thorough cleaning in the early years.

Those palace people who lived together with Huang Wu and Auntie 15 years ago were living witnesses, so naturally it is impossible for them to end well.

This old woman subconsciously called "Nurse" by Huang Wu is very likely to be a court lady who is close to her aunt.
At the same time, he is also a survivor who experienced a major "accident" back then!
It is also very likely that it was that "accident" that caused all the weird faces they are facing now.

Most likely, the "nurse" was running away for many years, and after being constantly displaced, she gradually became mad because of a certain terrifying scene she had witnessed and the obsession in her heart.

When the limelight gradually subsided, he instinctively wandered here again.

He has been hovering around King Jing's Mansion, repeating the absurd story to passers-by, so that the truth of the accident that year would not be completely obliterated.

At this time, even she herself may not be aware of what she is talking about, and what the story is a metaphor for.

I just know repetition, repetition.

The tenacious obsession allowed her to persevere in poverty and illness until now 15 years after the incident.

After encountering Huang Wu by accident, she finally let go of her last breath.

He didn't even regain consciousness until he died, even if he heard Huang Wu's voice again, he only thought it was his hallucination.

In fact, even if Wang Yuan and the others did not come, the "nurse" would not live long.

In this world, it is difficult for a healthy person to die well, and life is extremely difficult, let alone an old and sick crazy woman?
"Xiaoyuan, is there any way to save her?"

Huang Wu raised her head, her clear and wet eyes were full of hope.

Of course it's not about bringing people back to life, even if Wang Yuan is sold, it's not enough to make up such a big sum [Yin De].

Rather, she wanted her soul to enter the ghost realm so that it wouldn't just dissipate.

"let me try."

Looking at the dead old woman, Wang Yuan showed embarrassment.

In the world, drowned ghosts, hanged ghosts, starved ghosts, etc. are very common. It is because their energy, qi, and spirit in life can support them to continue to be ghosts.

Even a person like Nie Hongying with a strong soul and body, even if the three souls and seven souls are scattered, can still persist until Wang Yuan comes to save his life.

But for old, sick and insane people like "Nurse", the soul has been weakened and separated with the body, and the oil has long been exhausted, and the weakness has reached the extreme.

Just like Huang Wu and Nie Hongying have memory loss, "Little Book of Life and Death" is not omnipotent.

The old woman's condition was even worse than theirs at the beginning, and it might be completely broken if she moved a little.

Even if they are rescued, they will have to go through a long period of self-cultivation before they can reach the level of ordinary people.

"Requiem!"

bell bell bell.
After thinking for a long time, Wang Yuan used [Requiem Bell] to stabilize her extremely weak soul.

"Soul capture!"

Then cover the sun, carefully extract her ghost like green smoke, and put it into the [Kungfu Golden Wheel] behind her head.

It will take a lot of effort to wake her up.

Turning her head, she comforted Huang Wu, who was staring at her eagerly:

"[Dique Golden Book] records a magic weapon called [Soul Cultivation Lamp]. Although her memory is difficult to retrieve, as long as she cultivates slowly, she can always reach the level of a normal person.

Your [Lunar Moon Flower Method] is best at nourishing the soul. When the fifteenth month is full, find a place with sunny weather, and hurry up to get started as soon as possible.

When the time comes, you will lead her into the [Ghost Path] yourself. "

At this time, Tao Xianniang, who was dealing with the old woman's body with Nie Hongying, suddenly let out a scream:
"Master! Look!"

Looking back, Wang Yuan saw that in her white palm lay quietly a blue-green scale that looked like locust tree bark and dragon scales.

The body shook violently.

Deep down.

"Dragon Claw Sophora Tree Demon", "Source of Luoyang Dragon Veins", "Green Dragon", "Shelled Scale Armor", "Leaping over the Dragon Gate", "Zhuo River", "The Third Dragon Gate at the Estuary of Yunhe County".
"The Ordinary Prince Visits the Great Treasure", "The Emperor Who Doesn't Care About His Missing Daughter", "The Changes in the Prince Jing's Mansion", "The Palace People Who Were Empty".
Using this dragon scale as the thread, a series of information that Wang Yuan had come into contact with during this period of time was naturally pieced together.

15 years ago, no, maybe 30 years ago, before Huang Wu was born.

My aunt, a thousand-year-old dragon-clawed locust tree demon born in Beiman Mountain, Luoyang.

Perhaps in Dengzhou Prefecture, where the Zhuo River empties into the sea, it has successfully transformed from a demonized dragon into a green dragon of the wood type in the mouth of the "nurse"!

This type of true dragon is obviously far from being comparable to the Panlong that can be transformed into the Panlong Art of War through practice.

The latter is just an inferior water dragon that is inferior to Jiaolong, and is only worthy of juxtaposing with Jiaolong.

But the real dragon has scales, armor, horns and claws, the dragon energy is self-contained, and the supernatural power is vast.

Wang Yuan's eyes were lost, and he muttered to himself:

"If Qinglong really had his scale armor stolen, wouldn't the 'seller dragon' who ascended to the sky in one step in the story be Emperor Jianming?!"

Suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Yunjing City in the north.

(End of this chapter)