I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 26
There is no mistaking it. The slender figure, the ice cellar-like laughter, and the bronze mask of the evil ghost crying and laughing are the mysterious man with the ghost face in Xun Xueya's historical dream.

Song Boyu was half-kneeling on the ground, trying hard to stand up, but like a drunken man, he couldn't stand up.

"Not bad, very good, great, outstanding, excellent, this is the taste, this is the feeling!"

The bronze ghost-faced man in black robes had walked up to Song Boyu and Mei Song, raising his hands diagonally upward and praising with joy, like a chant.

Song Boyu felt cold all over, as if he had been completely frozen and lost control of his body. His lips trembled and his voice was weak: "Who are you?"

Hearing this, the ghost-faced man in black robe put his raised hands on his hips, looked directly at Song Boyu from his nostrils, and said in a somewhat funny voice: "Who am I? That's a good question, a wonderful question, and a very good question! I'm just a lonely craftsman. It’s all about beautiful art, don’t you think?”

Art?What the hell is art? If I return art, it will explode!

Song Boyu still wanted to complain. He tried hard to raise his head to look at the other person, but failed. His body was as stiff and cold as ice, and his consciousness lost all control of his body.

The ghost-faced man in black robe grabbed Song Boyu's neck and lifted him up. Their eyes looked at each other through the gap between the ghost masks.

The man in black robe seemed to have discovered something interesting and exclaimed: "Interesting, interesting, so interesting!
There is actually a pure Yin spirit energy in your body, which spreads into your limbs and bones, hiding it. It seems that you have a lot of experience?
It's you who made my little toy a rare treasure. I really should thank you very much. "

As he spoke, the ghost-faced man in black robe clenched his free left hand hard, then slowly opened it, and a blue-black will-o'-the-wisp jumped in his hand.

Laughing wildly, the will-o'-the-wisp turned into an extremely painful crying face.

The ghost-faced man in black robe forced the blue-black will-o'-the-wisp directly into Song Boyu's mouth. Song Boyu gritted his teeth, but to no avail. The will-o'-the-wisp poured in through the gap between his teeth. Surprisingly, it was not hot, but unusually cold.

It was like swallowing a ball of extremely cold ice, making the already frozen Song Boyu even colder.

"How can pure Yin spirit energy be worthy of you? Only by merging this wisp of ghost fire with the Yin spirit energy in your body can you experience the ultimate happiness, hahaha!"

The ghost-faced man in black robe seemed to especially enjoy seeing others despair, and said without mercy.

Song Boyu felt as if he had been bitten by ants all over his body, including his body surface, muscles, blood vessels, bone marrow, and internal organs. This feeling was everywhere and extremely painful.

In his heart, a faint silver light flashed, but it quickly fell silent.

Song Boyu felt as if he was falling into an abyss, falling, falling, falling...

On Changning Street, the three brothers and sisters rented a mud-tile house with a courtyard. Xiuniang was preparing dinner with Yingning. She complained to Yingning:

"My brother has been away from home lately. He hasn't come back so late. We must talk to him."

Yingning nodded vigorously, her big eyes twitching: "Tell him something good!"

The breeze blew and the fireworks rolled up. Xiu Niang's eyes were sore and tears flowed out unconsciously. She looked in that direction and suddenly felt the pain in her heart and her right eyelid kept beating.

"Yingning, you stay at home and watch the fire. I'll go out and take a look."

After saying that, Xiu Niang ran out of the yard.

Returning to the ruins, Song Boyu felt like he was falling, until he saw a ray of silver light. He shivered all over, regained some consciousness, and opened his eyes.

There was a burning pain in my back, an unusual pain!

He could feel something lying on him, biting the flesh on his back.

The voice of the ghost-faced man in black robes was as cold as an ice cellar: "Eat it, eat it whole, eat it, gnaw it, chew it, bite it, taste it, swallow it, swallow it, suck it!

What makes you afraid, what makes you greedy, and what makes you envious all become a part of you, and you will become my masterpiece, a combination of greed, despicability, cowardice, rage, recklessness, and hatred. Evil thoughts turned into corpses!
Praise Wu..."

Song Boyu tried his best to turn his eyes upward, and vaguely saw the man in black robe raising his hands, as if praying.

The man in black robe's senses were very keen. He immediately noticed that Song Boyu woke up, with his lower body straightened, his waist bent backwards, his head passing through his crotch, his eyes looking through the gap in the ghost mask, staring at Song Boyu and asking:
"You! Why did you wake up? This is unreasonable, unethical, stupid, and ridiculous! Why can you still wake up after being hit by my will-o'-the-wisp? Your soul should have been riddled with holes. Are you hiding? What's the secret?"

Song Boyu could feel a kind of madness and inquiry coming through the gap in the mask.

He was not afraid of anything, but instead laughed weakly, and his consciousness gradually recovered. In this situation of being bitten continuously, it seemed extremely scary.

"Do you want to know? Come closer, come closer, and I will tell you myself!"

The ghost-faced man in black robes tilted his head and approached slowly, like a poisonous snake spitting out his message: "Oh? You have to say it yourself, do you want to beg for mercy..."

At such a close distance, Song Boyu almost exhausted all the life energy that could be mobilized in his body, and his eyes suddenly burst out with a hint of the true meaning of murderous intent, which shot into the eyes of the ghost-faced man in black robes like a blowgun.

The ghost-faced man in black robes was caught off guard and looked directly at the terrifying mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood. His whole body became stiff and motionless, and even the strange bone-chilling coldness disappeared.

Song Boyu seized the opportunity and struck three times with the elbow of his left arm upwards, knocking over Mei Song who had lost his mind and was frantically eating him. With his right hand, he grabbed the mask of the ghost-faced man in black robe, wanting to see his true appearance.

But as soon as he touched the mask, he felt like he was struck by lightning. He immediately kicked his legs, exerting force on his waist and abdomen at the same time. He suddenly stepped back and stood upright. He grabbed Mei Song, whose muscles were swollen and deformed, and threw him directly towards the ghost-faced black-robed man. He didn't He turned around and ran out of the ruins.

Behind him, there was a sound of wild beasts tearing raw meat, followed by a dizzying roar, and the penetrating cold air filled the air again.

At this moment, he heard someone shouting.

"This is the place, Mr. Hei Yilang, all officials, this is the place! That ghost-like evil thing is here."

Song Boyu saw numerous figures in the distance, and with the faint light of the sunset, he could see that the three leading people were the three people he let go!
Song Boyu was directly surrounded by the officers with swords drawn. These officers were different from the servants under the local officials. They all had martial arts and were highly regarded.

One of Mei Song's three accomplices shouted when he saw him: "It's that brat, the one Mei Song wanted to kill... um..."

Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was covered by two other companions.

At this time, the young Lang Guan with a Chinese character behind everyone said with a serious face: "You mortals, disperse immediately. This half-grown man is a human and don't worry about him. I didn't expect that there is an evil cultivator here! Ugh!"

Song Boyu took a closer look and saw that the very familiar face was none other than the officer Hei Yilang who encountered the naked corpse that day and said that he could not be saved!
(End of this chapter)