Xianye

Chapter 123
When a person dies, he becomes a ghost, when a ghost dies, he becomes a ghost, when a ghost dies, he hopes, when he wishes to die, he becomes a barbarian, when a barbarian dies, he becomes a negligible death, and a minor death is invisible.

It is colorless and called Yi.

Silently said Xi——

In fact, this is also a practice path in the Nether Ghost Dao.

The origins of ghosts in the world are mostly nothing more than three types.

One is that the physical body of a cultivator is dilapidated and unusable, but Yuan Ling does not want to devote himself to the reincarnation of the underworld, but absorbs the qi of turbid yin and decay, and transforms himself into a ghost. .

By switching to the path of ghosts and ghosts, he can prove his eternal life again.

This method is very common in some land, land and air. Within a clan or sect, it is not surprising that humans and ghosts gather together in the same room, and ghost mothers and human sons live in the same room.

However, Xu Dutian ranks among the ranks of the universe after all, far beyond the reach of land, land, and space. Now it is the time when the immortals manifest their holiness, brilliantly oppressing all mysteries and tribulations.

Cage heaven and earth, containing vomit yin and yang.

Stretching four o'clock, Ji Gang Baji -

The cultivators in this universe are also very proud and arrogant. If their physical bodies are damaged, most of their spirits will choose to reincarnate in order to re-enter the legal system of the immortal sect in the next life, instead of turning their spirits into refinements and retreating. Continue to practice in the body of a ghost.

Second, it is a turbid place like Diyuan.

When the weather is not correct, lightness does not come out, yang energy does not arrive, turtles and snakes close their doors.

Over the years, the gods of evil spirits move but do not move, and the gods move but do not show signs, which can also give birth to countless natural ghosts and ghosts.

And the last one.

It is these ghosts and ghosts who mate with each other and produce ghosts and grandchildren...

……

Song Rupu was not transformed by the spirit of a cultivator, nor did he have any ghost father or mother. It was just an ordinary ghost born by luck due to the creation of the turbid yin in the earth abyss.

At first, I was just ignorant and uninspired, and then I don't know how long it took before I gradually developed my mind and understood morality.

Although Diyuan is a treacherous and dangerous place for immortals, for ghosts like Song Rupu, it is a superior practice place, almost comparable to those blessed places and caves in the orthodox immortal way.

After absorbing Zhuoyuan all the way, and being swallowed by the big ghost as snacks several times, but narrowly escaped death, Song Rupu finally made a small name.

Later, according to an ancient book, he took the name Song Rupu for himself, and it can be said that it was the time when he was full of ambition.

And the reason why he was captured was because he heard that Shanhu Gong's son wanted to recruit a son-in-law, so he came here specially to join in the fun and want to have a glass of wedding wine.

Shanhu Gong is a well-known ghost elder in this land.

In the practice of ghostly ghosts,
When a person dies, he becomes a ghost, when a ghost dies, he becomes a ghost, when a ghost dies, he hopes, when he wishes to die, he becomes a barbarian, and when a barbarian dies, he becomes a negligible death, and a slight death is invisible——

As for the invisible, it is another vast world.

This old man has been promoted from "ghost" to "dian", and climbed from "dun" to "xi" a year ago.

Now it is a powerful ghost in the realm of "Da Xi".

In addition, Grandma Feihua, Shanhugong's family member, also has a "Du", and her combat power is also impressive, which should not be underestimated.

These two ghosts have ruled the roost for an unknown number of years, commanding a group of evil spirits, with hundreds of descendants, and countless spirit ghosts under their command.

Although it is far from being able to compare with those ancient Yin gods in the depths of the abyss, they are also a tyrant.

Song Rupu originally only planned to come over to watch the excitement, and to say a few flattering words. If the flattery made the lady happy, he might be able to climb up the Shanhugong's network in the future.

At that time, the future is truly boundless.

Unexpectedly, it was just a face-to-face meeting, and the lady who had already recruited a husband-in-law met Song Rupu herself at a glance.

To show her sincerity, she deliberately devoured her husband and son-in-law whom she had originally dreamed of, and then put Song Rupu, who couldn't resist, under house arrest.

Three days later, it will be a big wedding!
The people who watched the excitement became lively.

Thinking of Miss's dignity, Song Rupu felt shuddering, both of his thighs trembled.

It was almost a huge mountain of corpses that smelt of pus, covered with penicillium and yellow spots, and could only move in vain.

The foul-smelling wind blowing from the young lady's mouth and nose was enough to blow Song Rupu from the water pavilion in the courtyard to the central hall, and he couldn't stop rolling along the road.

This is definitely not a marriage, it is really killing me!

Song Rupu persevered in escaping several times, but he was repeatedly stopped by a group of servants, but he couldn't get away...

At this time.

The Long Tongue Ghost looked at Song Rupu who was pushed to the ground by all the big ghosts and could not get away. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that using force like this was not a long-term solution for peace.

So he changed his rhetoric and persuaded with soft words:
"How can my uncle be so persistent and refuse to obey?"

"Ask knowingly! What do you say?!"

Song Rupu stared angrily, staring at the long-tongued ghost, if not for being held down by all the big ghosts desperately, he wished that the long-tongued ghost could have a full meal of old punches.

"Flesh and flesh are just a coat, it doesn't matter."

The long-tongued ghost giggled, and said indifferently:
"After putting out the candles, don't they all look the same?"

"Fucking fart! How can it be the same? After putting out the candles, your lady turning over is enough to crush me to death!"

Song Rupu cursed loudly like a bell.

And the long-tongued ghost was not annoyed, he just waited patiently for him to finish cursing angrily, and when he couldn't think of any new words after staring blankly, he smiled and said:
"Speaking of a thousand words and ten thousand, Miss is the heir of Lord Shanhu and Granny Feihua.

Uncle, you have no relatives or elders, you are a lonely ghost, and secondly, you have no skills, and your supernatural powers and ghost skills are all unbearable.To put it bluntly, if my uncle is chewed raw by some powerful ghost as a snack, no one will mourn for you.

Only when you get close to the big thick legs of the young lady, you have the chance to turn yourself into a ghost. Isn't it too stupid to be so obsessed? "

Big thick legs?
How can that body be called a leg?It was clearly a battering ram!
Even if he was lightly pressed, half his life would be lost!
Song Rupu looked like a haggard tree for a while, and his heart was like dead ashes. After a long while, he reluctantly opened his mouth:
"I don't understand, I really don't understand... Your young lady has clearly chosen a husband-in-law, why is it that you are impatient when you see me, as if you must have me?"

Song Rupu put on a blank face:

"I've been a ghost for so many years, but I haven't figured out what's so special about me? Your young lady is really astute!"

"Of course it's because my uncle is very beautiful."

The long-tongued ghost nodded firmly and said:
"My uncle is good-looking, and the young lady admires her in her heart. What's wrong with that?"

nice?

Song Rupu, who was furious, was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard some bizarre joke.

He silently raised his hand to touch his face, rubbed his eyes vigorously, moved his lips, but didn't say anything.

I have gained wisdom for so long.

With his middle-of-the-road appearance, it was the first time he heard such criticism.

And the long-tongued ghost looked deeply convinced, and several big ghosts who pushed him down also nodded, making him almost as if he was in a dream, only wondering if he heard it wrong.

"I...beautiful? I heard that Mr. Shanhu has hundreds of heirs, and your young lady is considered unfavorable first-class. After hearing it today, I realize that the rumors are true."

Song Rupu's mood was extremely complicated, he said in a half funny, half dejected voice:
"It seems that you have never eaten any good pork..."

The long-tongued ghost made a look, and all the big ghosts who were about ten feet tall quickly understood, and panickedly stopped their hands and feet, letting the expressionless Song Rupu get up by himself.

"According to the old practice, not only Miss, but also Miss's two personal maids, Xiao Chan and Ziying, are also going to fill in the room for my uncle."

She leaned close to Song Rupu's side as if something was going on, her smelly long tongue trembled as she spoke, which made Song Rupu feel cold, so she hurriedly avoided a few steps,

"That's all right, little Chan. She looks like a great Vajra warrior. Young Master, you must not notice her, but Ziying is very beautiful."

Speaking of this, the long-tongued ghost said regretfully:
"It's a pity that Ziying took the little ghosts to Laoliu Village today, and went to collect meat from those dirty ghosts. I don't know how fleshy they are?
The good meat products in the human pen have been almost eaten up by the lady in recent years, and now they can't even find many breeding ones, which makes everyone's mouth lack some greasy taste. -"

"Okay! Who wants to talk to you about cannibalism?"

Seeing that the long-tongued ghost was talking, his mouth was already overflowing with saliva, and when he fell to the ground, he made a crackling sound.

Song Rupu interrupted her eloquence in a cold voice:

"That Ziying is also a Zhaoxiu who eats blood and cultivates?"

"Grandpa is really joking, we even have a ward here, which one is not Zhaoxiu who eats blood?"

The long-tongued ghost swallowed his saliva and smacked his lips: "Jing Xiu like my uncle is really rare. Among the thousand spirit ghosts I have met, there is hardly a single Jing Xiu."

"How about, my uncle also taste the good taste of blood food, so as to calm down the anger in your heart?"

She flicked her long tongue and said with a smile:

"It just so happens that the old man just got a good one from the pen yesterday. He is not very old, with smooth skin and tender flesh. I heard that he is an orthodox celestial spirit practitioner. He was born in some Xuanzhen school outside the abyss?"

Song Rupu remained silent with a cold face.

Turn around and leave.

"Come on! Send my uncle back to his room!"

The long-tongued ghost clapped his hands, and several big ghosts quickly followed.

"If you don't even eat blood, what's the point of living this day..."

After Song Rupu had gone far away, he could no longer be seen.

The long-tongued ghost turned around and walked towards the pen, muttering to himself:

"These Jingxiu are all idiots. They are not on the same level as Zhaoxiu and I. I don't know what the situation is like after the young lady is married, and how to deal with him?"

Thinking of this in his heart, the long-tongued ghost couldn't help shaking his head secretly, and just floated his body, turning into a spooky ghost, flying into the air.

Under the hunger and thirst in her belly, she seemed to faintly heard countless screams coming from the crowd in the distance, and smelled the bursts of sweet fragrance that diffused when the flesh and blood were cut open by the big axe.

My heart became hot, and the speed became a little faster.

……

……

And another place.

The fragrance is floating in the sky, and the string music is clanging.

Chen Heng looked up, and saw a dozen tall and fang-like corpses with green faces, carrying a crimson gold silk soft sedan, flying slowly into the air. A group of musicians were playing drums in front of them, and a maid was behind them Sprinkling flowers to respond, the pomp is very grand.

Gusts of dark wind blew away a corner of the curtain, and a charming ghost dressed in purple was faintly seen sitting in the soft sedan chair.

She was twisting some kind of dessert on the table in front of her with her hand, and was putting it into her mouth one bite at a time, her eyes narrowed slightly as she ate it, as if she was very satisfied.

"This son is a rare visitor, he looks very unfamiliar."

As soon as the gold silk soft sedan stopped, there was a soft laughter coming from the sedan.

The female ghost in purple floated out of the soft sedan chair and looked at Chen Heng. After being stunned for a while, she said shyly:

"Young Master, why are you standing in such a dirty place, talking to this group of ignorant ghosts? Is it because you are hungry? I happen to have some snacks here, so why don't you use them first?"

She raised her hand to hold up a porcelain disc on the table in the sedan chair, moved it to Chen Heng, pursed her lips and said with a smile:
"It was just selected and slaughtered from the human pen today. It is really fresh, not the sour stuff that has been left overnight. You might as well taste it and see if it suits your taste."

The disc was very wide, as large as a banana leaf, on which some dark red hearts and spleens were delicately stacked, decorated with flowers and leaves,
A very foul smell rushed straight into the nostrils, making people want to vomit, and the stomach swelled for a while, making it difficult to breathe.

"Among the human body, I like the internal organs the most. I think they are so refreshing and smooth. Sometimes even young ladies can't beat me."

The female ghost in purple said shyly and timidly:
"By the way, I haven't reported my family name yet. The slave family is Miss Yue's personal maid. Miss Yue is the heir of Lord Shanhu and Granny Feihua. I don't know where the master is from, and have you ever heard of these two? The name of the elder?"

Shanhugong again...

There is also a Feihua mother-in-law?
Chen Heng thought for a while, then cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"It's just a lonely ghost in the mountains. It's not worth mentioning what kind of distinguished background it is... The names of the two elders are taboo. Forgive me for my short-sightedness. I am ashamed and ashamed to say it.

As for this time, I am sitting still and wanting to go out for a tour. I happened to see an orthodox immortal monk tied up on the meat table. I felt curious, so I came over to take a closer look. If there is any offense, I will forgive it. Don't blame me, girl. "

"Traveling?"

The female ghost in purple nodded, smiling like a flower.

Then he said, "I'm called Zi Ying by my family, so it's fine for you to call me that. As for this orthodox cultivator—"

She said: "Coincidentally, it seems that many people have come from Diyuan in recent days, not only him, but many others. Let me think about it, are they all Taoist priests of the Xuanzhen sect?"

"Oh? Where do these people have the guts? Did they come from the tiger's mouth?"

Chen Heng was slightly startled, but his expression remained calm, and he only smiled and said:
"The flesh and blood of cultivators is the best blood food. I don't know if the girl has captured the next one?"

"Where did the servant come from? It's the young lady who personally went out and got some good meat. I chatted with them and even recognized their names."

Ziying was elated, she wrung her fingers and said:
"Yu Wansi, Wang Ying, Xu Zhi, and Zhao or something, forget it, I can't remember."

Xu Zhi?

How is he?

When did he come to Diyuan again!
Chen Heng was taken aback suddenly, forced himself to suppress his eyes, and gave a heart-to-heart meal.

And this time.

Zi Ying turned around suddenly, and then took off her head!
"I don't know the name of the young master yet, by the way—"

She said sullenly:
"Is this concubine's appearance good-looking?"

(End of this chapter)