the last priest

Behind the black sunglasses is a deeply sunken eye socket. The black wound has unsupported skin, and the scar occupies the entire right eye.

Turns out, that's why he's wearing sunglasses.

Ghosts, who practiced very little in this world, used the shortest shortcut from the line of ancient witchcraft.The ghost way cultivates after death, while the human way cultivates before life.One uses virtue to measure what Tao is, and the other uses naked blood and blood.These are two completely opposite practices. As early as the beginning of religion, this kind of evil practice was despised by the orthodox Taoism, and it was established as a cult, and practitioners were regarded as heretics. It is equated with the devil.

For thousands of years, in the land of feng shui in China, the green mountains and green waters suitable for practice have long been occupied by the decent sects. This ghost is like a mouse in the sewer, always hiding in the darkest places.According to legend, these people usually live near the mass graves, eating and living like savages. The long-term resentment and corpse gas make most of them unable to live like ordinary people.Haste makes waste. Practice is a road full of dangers and ups and downs. The main purpose of Taoism is to cultivate morality and mind. The temptation of the abyss, and ghosts have been crawling in the dirtiest world since birth.In their world, only the strong and survival are the only pursuits.

Just like yin and yang in the gossip, the orthodox religion that Zha Wenbin belongs to is yang, and the way of ghosts is yin, just like the back of this jade ring.Everything has its opposite side. If the ghost way once reached the pinnacle of the secular world, what about this orthodox religion?

Putting on the sunglasses again, he pointed to the sword in Cha Wenbin's hand: "If I die, please use it to pierce my chest."

Seeing Cha Wenbin's puzzled expression, the black sunglasses laughed loudly and said, "Because, I don't want to be settled after I die."

He went on to say: "Many years ago, there was a senior brother in front of your master, who was three years older. His talent was higher than your master, and he was regarded as a rare talent in the Tianzheng lineage for a century. His attainment reached its peak as early as when he was 20 years old.

At the age of 22, he went to Zhongnan Mountain alone, which is regarded as the Big Dipper of Taoism.As a young man, he discussed Taoism with Wu Daozi, the head teacher at the time, and then bid farewell to Taoist Yichen, the head teacher of Maoshan Mountain. In the same year, he discussed Taoism with Taoist Dishui Taoist of Longhu Mountain; at the age of 23, he entered the southwest and went to Mount Shu; 24 At the age of [-], he practiced the way of ghosts, and never cared about the Tianzheng lineage.

This eye was blinded by your master himself. "

"You," Zha Wenbin was about to kneel on the ground immediately, the black sunglasses had already pulled him up and said, "I can't take it anymore, I'm already a sinner who was expelled from the school."

Cha Wenbin had already struggled and knelt down: "Uncle Master, see you, junior Cha Wenbin." After speaking, he kowtowed heavily to the black sunglasses.

After getting up, he said to the black sunglasses: "One day is a teacher, and a lifetime is a teacher. The uncle is the brother of the family, and the younger generation should salute."

"Okay, okay, the old horse still has a good apprentice."

"Then does my senior uncle also understand?"

"Hey," the black sunglasses patted Zha Wenbin's shoulder and said, "Now is not the time. When we go out, I will tell you everything I know. In this line of sky, I will go ahead, and you all follow behind me."

A line of sky, pitch black like basalt, the bright light makes it black and conspicuous.A nearly straight crack divides the mountain into two, and everything inside is waiting for someone to open it.

Is it the world of mirrors, or the twin mountains? When you walk into it, the coldness rushes from the soles of your feet to your forehead.The smooth stone under his feet was like man-made marble, and the black light exuded the breath of thousands of years.

The black sunglasses swept away the previous relaxation, walking like a cat, holding a white snake in his hand, and looking up and sideways at everything around him from time to time. This kind of place seems quiet, but everyone knows that there are too many crises hidden in the distance.

For ghosts, the clearest thing is their control over the souls of the dead. For death, black sunglasses have an inexplicable sense of excitement and familiarity.Walking here, he felt that feeling was stronger than that of a deserted cemetery, and the huge breath of death enveloped every pore of his body.Ordinary people feel inexplicable depression and anxiety from the bottom of their hearts. They don't know the meaning of this feeling. Even Dashan, who has always been the most numb, feels that the frequency of his heartbeat has increased unconsciously.

And Zha Wenbin is even more familiar with it, the evil spirit all over the sky is like an undercurrent at the bottom of a river, seemingly calm but extremely turbulent.He had to wipe tears from his eyelids every few minutes. He believed what the black sunglasses said, and it was normal for a few corpses to be left in this place.

After walking for about 10 minutes, they found themselves trapped in a white mist.When did the fog rise and when did it thicken? No one knew. Such a highly concentrated spirit failed to notice the changes in the surrounding environment.When the light could no longer penetrate the front, the black sunglasses stopped, and Cha Wenbin also stopped.

At this moment, everyone was no more than a punch away, but it reminded Cha Wenbin of the cloud he encountered when crossing the top of Kunlun.I can feel the existence of other people, but I can't distinguish the direction and space, so I fell into this big world out of nowhere.

"Turn on the safety." Zhuo Xiong was still seasoned after all. At this moment, the first thing he thought of was firearms. As long as there was any commotion and he pulled the trigger without seeing the target clearly, he might be the one who fell down.

The new round of counting shows that the number of people is still intact, but the fog around here is getting thicker and thicker.At first, he could still see his back. After Zhuo Xiong finished speaking, he couldn't even see his own palm clearly, and there was a fishy smell in the slightly humid air.

"Tack, tick, tick..."

This was the sound of the high heels, upon hearing this, the hairs on Cha Wenbin's body stood on end!So I reminded: "Uncle, be careful, I have encountered this before, I almost fell..."

He was just an arm's length away from the black sunglasses, he casually poked forward, and found that there was no one else, so he called out again vigilantly: "Master?"

No one answered.

"Senior, Master Uncle!" Zha Wenbin raised his voice by an octave, and at this moment, he heard the sound of "dada" becoming more urgent, with the rhythm of a trot.

In this situation, Zha Wenbin didn't dare to move around, he could only call the group of people behind him to lean against the wall and ask them not to disperse.He couldn't see everything in front of him clearly, but he could feel the pointer of the compass in his hand spinning crazily, and the trembling of the Seven Star Sword even more indicated that death might come early.

The "click" sound began to go further and further away, and as it disappeared, the fog gradually dissipated.In less than a stick of incense, calm was restored in front of the eyes, only the wet hair on top of each person's head proved how thick the fog was just now.

Everyone else was lamenting the fog and changes just now, only Cha Wenbin looked at the distance alone, his lips were clenched tightly, the sword in his hand wanted to pick it up but he had no strength, a line of tears fell gently...

He couldn't see it, but he felt it. In just a short moment, when he closed his eyes, he could restore everything.

With the cultivation base of the ghost way, how could the black sunglasses not be able to detect the strangeness in the mist?When the sound sounded, he had already shot out like an arrow from the string. For ghosts who were born to haunt the darkness, it didn't matter whether there was this fog or not.They only rely on their own sensitivity to breath and can detect everything. In a blink of an eye, the black sunglasses made a move.

The black sunglasses are fast, and his speed can be faster than the wind, so that everyone doesn't feel it at all.Two forces representing death collided at that moment.One move between masters is life and death. Obviously, the rush of footsteps means that it has been severely injured, but what about the black sunglasses?

Fifty meters away, a huge black stone got stuck in the middle of the stone wall. From here, it looked like a coffin placed in the air, heralding something ominous.

Cha Wenbin was very familiar with that stone, where he and Chaozi took care of three zombies.It was also from there that he encountered the sound of "click" and started that desperate run.The breath that made him nowhere to escape will never be forgotten, it is the call from hell, it is irresistible death.At that time, he was ready to die, because it was an existence that could not be resisted.

That stone, the black sunglasses, was hung on it by the concubine woman when he first arrived. Now, there is no person hanging on this replica stone.And directly below it, a corpse wearing a shroud was kneeling facing west, his head had been lowered into his arms, and beside him, there was a small white snake that had been broken in two...