the last priest

Whether time can be reversed may only be known by Einstein, but the relics left by history are like wheels running over, and will eventually dissipate in the dust cover. ┠ ⊿ &┨ Let this dusty history reappear today, how many people can see it?

Cha Wenbin was already awake. He struggled to see his companion lying beside him circling with the sky-filled lake, and the kayak was also moving together.

The surrounding wind was whistling, and Cha Wenbin, who was leaning on the boat, felt that he could no longer exert any strength, and there was only one time left in the countdown of death.cold!This was his first feeling, every pore was shrinking, together with his pupils, there was a vague figure floating in the air on the lake not far away.

The focal length of the figure was constantly zooming in and out, making it impossible for him to see clearly. It was as if flies were flying by in his mind, buzzing non-stop. He shook his head vigorously to force himself to concentrate.

He kept squinting his eyes, and finally his eyes locked on!

It was him, that familiar figure!

He also saw him standing on the lake with one hand on his back. At this moment, the heavens and the earth began to revolve around him.Only Cha Wenbin, he didn't feel that he was moving, even though the small kayak was about to be overturned at any time like a dead leaf, he still didn't notice it, he only had him in his eyes.

He smiled, with a faint smile, just like the one who walked into the tunnel at the bottom of the valley.Cha Wenbin wanted to shout, he wanted to ask: Who are you?

He didn't know if he was injured too seriously, or the wind around him was too loud, after opening and closing his mouth, even he didn't hear his own voice.It's just that in the bottom of his heart, he kept shouting repeatedly: Who are you?

As if the man had heard his appeal, the hand that had been leaning behind his back slowly stretched out, and made a movement towards Cha Wenbin.He has practiced this movement countless times, but he has never been able to achieve perfection once, because there is nothing more difficult than this movement in the world, that is, drawing a circle in the void!

If you don't use special tools, you can never get a circle with just one hand.It is the most wonderful pattern in the world. Just one pi can make countless people devote their lives to study it.

Cha Wenbin stared blankly at him making this movement. The trace left by his fingertips in the void did not disappear in his mind, but connected every point together.This is a perfect circle, a circle without flaws!

When Cha Wenbin was still reminiscing about that circle, the one on the lake made another move.The speed was so fast that it surpassed the limit of human beings, but Cha Wenbin's heart moved accordingly.His movements seemed to be edited into slides one after another, slowly, slowly, all of them came into his mind, and that curved finger like an eagle's claw!

This is a scene that has been slowed down many times to present it:

After the man on the lake drew a circle with his hands, he smiled at Zha Wenbin again. Zha Wenbin felt his heart warm up, as if he had been bathed by the spring breeze, and he was indescribably comfortable.

After a short period of happiness, the pores on Zha Wenbin's body were still greedily absorbing every inch of warmth, but suddenly shrank.Then the face of the lake sank, and a wave of evil spirit rose up into the sky, as if Shura was alive.The man on the lake raised his other hand.

No, it's not a hand, it's a claw!This is Ghost Claw!The ghost claws that the gray beard, the man in red, and the stone father all had!He is a ghost!

While recalling the images of those people in Cha Wenbin's mind, he was forced into everything that happened at the scene.

The fingers like eagle claws jumped nimbly, and the lake water mixed with fresh blood was attracted by him as if alive, like a curved red rope.

The "red rope" circled his body until it reached his fingertips, and the man on the lake kept waving his fingers, arranging those "red ropes" into a string of characters that Cha Wenbin was very familiar with, "red rope" "When everything was separated from him, the strangest pattern in the world was born. No one knows its exact meaning, but it has an extremely resounding name: Miehun!

That's right, this is the ghost talisman for killing souls!A kind of spell drawn with the most complicated and incomprehensible characters also has something on Zha Wenbin's body, that is, it is engraved on the six soul-destroying nails.It's just that the talisman in front of him is far superior to the group on the Miehun Nail, both in appearance and in strength.All the evil spirits between heaven and earth seemed to be attracted here at this moment, and the howling of ghosts and souls resounded throughout the land of Kyushu. Even the ghosts in the eighteenth floor of the underworld worshiped and trembled, and there was not a single king of hell in the ten palaces. Take your seat.

It is said that on that day, the most supernatural phenomena occurred.The old graves of many families were inexplicably cracked a big hole on the same day, and the new coffins that had not been buried in the future were inexplicably damaged for one reason or another.So much so that in the next few days, the best seller in the market was Mingbi. People said that the gate of ghosts had been opened, and everyone was busy offering sacrifices to their dead relatives.

Use the sky as paper, use water to draw talismans, never gather or disperse, stay still and never fall!All of this is done in one go, leaving no flaws.Even though there are thousands of ghosts around, the man on the lake still doesn't change his face.

The talisman was perfectly inlaid in the circle, and the man on the lake suddenly stretched his hands to the sky, raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry, and the circle with the talisman was directly pressed into the crack on the lake.

"Boom", Zha Wenbin's eyes were covered, and the rotation between the sky and the earth made his internal organs start to separate from his body. His almost deformed body and the kayak carrying five people submerged in the water in an instant.

"Guqua..." This was the last voice Cha Wenbin heard.

"It's so glaring." This was Chaozi's first feeling when he woke up. He covered his eyes with his hands and said, turning his head to the side.

"Hey, haven't I already died? Am I dreaming?" Chaozi rubbed his eyes and muttered, he still remembered how he jumped into the crowd. "Could this be the underworld?" After talking to himself for a while, he felt a little tired, so he simply closed his eyes. Anyway, he was a ghost, so he might as well get a good night's sleep.

"Don't sleep when you wake up." A familiar voice sounded.

Um?Wait, isn't this Brother Wenbin?Hey, could it be that he came down with him? That's a good relationship, and he can be a companion on the way. With Brother Wenbin's ability, those little errands probably wouldn't dare to bully him, Chaozi thought happily.

"Brother Wenbin, have you come down too?" Chaozi sat up quickly, and saw Zha Wenbin leaning on the kayak, staring into the distance with dull eyes, beside him were Lao Wang and Zhuo Xiong and a sloppy face.Chaozi was overjoyed and shouted: "What a good brother, we even walked Huangquan Road together, but where have we gone? Are we going to cross the Naihe Bridge soon? I said why is it called the bridge? It turns out that we still have to row across .”

Lao Wang burst out laughing with a "puchi": "Okay, don't be so silly, my old Wang still plans to live for decades, and I will wait for you to finally wake up."

Old Wang's gray hair and wrinkles disappeared, and he was the same as before.Where's Zhuo Xiong?He was also looking at himself and smiling, even his usual honest and honest face was also smiling.Chaozi stretched out his hand to touch his hair, it was still cut, and he looked again, his nails were also trimmed a few days ago.

"You? We?" Chaozi was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing what to say, he looked at all this in surprise.

Cha Wenbin threw a water bottle and said, "Take a couple of sips. The lake here is pretty sweet."

Chaozi picked up the kettle and was about to drink it, when he suddenly thought of the red lake water and looked down, there was no red in it.Their kayak was lying quietly on a crystal clear lake, even the sand and rocks at the bottom of the water were clear.Looking up again, a golden sun was hanging in the sky, shining warmly on everyone.

"What's going on, can you tell me? It's not obvious that everyone is already... dead, and the spear is still stuck in your chest." Chaozi pointed at Zhuo Xiong and shouted, "Aren't we in that damned place?" Is it Feng Yuan, Lao Wang, why did your hair turn black? By the way, brother Wen Bin, I seem to see someone before I die..."

Old Wang smiled and said, "Wen Bin, you should tell the story. If you don't talk about it, this kid will go crazy."

At this moment, Cha Wenbin was standing on the bow of the boat with one hand on his back, and the breeze on the lake made him, who had already put on a Taoist robe, very angry.Cha Wenbin turned around and smiled, he looked exactly like that person, even the curvature of the corner of his mouth was almost the same, and asked, "Is that the person you saw?"