The Spirit Suppressing Museum

Chapter 13 Seeing the True Body

Wei Yuan held a black cloth umbrella, followed the old man's voice and stepped forward.

It was about to rain, and there were not many people on the road.

Just like Daming more than 100 years ago.

After a round of twists and turns, I came to the old town that had not yet had time to develop, stood still and looked up.

There is a garden in front of it, facing the gate. It is a three-story wooden building. It is not difficult to see that this place used to be a very elegant place, but now, all the romantic stories have been wiped away by wind and rain. Combined with the lack of management and overhaul, it looks a bit rundown.

"It's here, it's here."

The old voice sighed in a low voice.

Under the black umbrella, Wei Yuan looked down at the old man, and then looked at the garden. It was not that close. He picked up a willow leaf and opened his eyes again. He could clearly see that there was a first floor in this garden. Thick and rich black air, with a layer of light blue light on the outside.

It is not difficult to guess that it was the members of the special operations team who were from the Wei Ming Sect who found this place.

But for some reason, the ghost that Qiniang had transformed into was attracted again.

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and touched the layer of blue light outside. He could clearly feel an instinct to avoid this place in his heart. Obviously, it was the preparation made by the disciples of the Wei Ming Sect to prevent ordinary people from just breaking in. .

If you forcibly enter it, you will be forcibly ejected.

Wei Yuan pondered slightly.

The old man took two steps forward, walked slightly out of the range of the black cloth umbrella, and said with emotion, "I'm back."

"I've lived here for so many years, I've been away for so many years, and I'm finally back."

He stretched out his hand, and for some reason, the blue mask and the black resentment of the place itself could not stop him, the dusty door slowly opened towards the inside, faintly It can be seen that there is a path facing the gate, and red lanterns on both sides of the road.

The old man stood sideways at the door, bent down slightly, led the way with one hand toward the yard, and said toward Wei Yuan:
"Brother Wei, come in."

Wei Yuan touched the piano case, nodded and walked in.

The moment he walked into the wooden door, the two doors behind him slammed shut, and no brilliance came in. The original red lantern turned pale, and a turquoise light shone through it, illuminating the whole way. .

There was a faint sound of suona, and the sound of singing.

Gloomy.

Not like people like it.

It's like listening to a ghost.

Finally, when he was about to truly face the righteous master, Wei Yuan's heart calmed down.

He was carrying a piano case and holding a black umbrella, calmly, walking on this path with ghost lights on both sides.

Footsteps echoed.

Step, step, step.

………………

The talisman was suspended in the air, forming a formation.

And then burned to ashes at a faster rate.

Zhou Yi was half-kneeling on the ground, blood couldn't stop flowing from her shoulders, and dyed her white shirt red. On the ground next to her, Zhao Yi lay motionless, Xuan Yi's face was as pale as paper, without the slightest bit of blood, and reluctantly moved to Zhao Yi. Next to Yi, he turned him over, pressed him on the neck, his expressionless face eased a little, and then nodded towards Zhou Yi.

This means that Zhao Yi is still alive.

He no longer has the strength to speak.

Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the dark ghost realm around him, and the woman in red who was hidden in the darkness and shrouded in wisps of night mist, with a bitter look on her face.

The opponent is not a ghost.

This is already a ghost that can be called a catastrophe.

They misjudged each other's strength.

As soon as I entered here, I was involved in the ghost realm. The talismans and instruments prepared in advance were of no use to this woman, and there was no way to cause substantial damage, nor to interfere with the ghost's emotions through language. Making him reveal his flaws, trying his best, and even risking his life, only hurt a part of his soul.

Failed.

It's not scary to die here, but if you let such a vicious ghost go out...

Zhou Yi's eyes were firm again, she raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and glanced at Xuan Yi.

Xuan Yi nodded silently.

Biting his fingers, he wiped a peach wood sword and quickly wrote a talisman on it.

Xuan Yi's face turned even paler.

And the peach wood sword also had more red-golden light.

The young man exhaled, then held the peach wood sword and rushed towards Zhou Yi, stepping on his feet and quickly changing direction, Zhou Yi took out a golden talisman and sandwiched it between his fingers, silently whispering in his heart 'Heaven is clear and bright, authentic Peace and tranquility, human beings are emptiness and tranquility, today will be ordered by the patriarch to speed up to the Penglai realm'.

The talisman ignited without wind, Zhou Yi threw his hand towards the door, and the talisman flew out.

Then, holding a lightning peach wood sword, He Xuan attacked the female ghost in two places.

This way, the two swords of ceremonies are already outstanding among the same sect.

But still can't do anything about the resentful ghost.

Xuan Yi was defeated first, and then, after losing his companions, Zhou Yi, who was a little higher in the road, coughed out blood, and was also beaten back.

She must die today, but she doesn't have much regret in her heart.

In any case, the news that there is a calamity of ghosts here has been passed on.

No matter how vicious this evil spirit is, it is difficult to further expand the damage.

But at this time, Zhou Yi suddenly saw a golden light flying in front of her, and then flew out from above her. Her face slowly solidified, and then she thought of the records in the classics and understood what happened. There was a look of despair and unwillingness on his face.

In the ghost realm, all directions are reversed.

In this special environment, the communication talisman, like the modern means of communication, cannot function.

"No...no!"

Thinking that such a ghost can still go out to harm people, Zhou Yi was frightened and fearful.

Holding half a peach wood sword, she staggered to her feet and planned to continue attacking.

The female ghost on the opposite side lowered her head, and her long hair that kept dripping water grew violently. One of the strands gathered together, like an iron awl, and stabbed it violently towards Zhou Yi, who had just exhausted his mana. And physical strength, can only watch the long hair pierce his heart, Xuan Yi is equally powerless, can only watch with split canths.

when! ! !
A crisp sound.

The black hair that looked like a weapon was held at a delicate angle, then unloaded and slid away.

The black hair failed to penetrate Zhou Yi's heart, but hit the ground beside him hard, splashing mud.

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, then turned to look.

It wasn't a weapon that blocked the black hair, but an ancient violin box made of mahogany. Although the strand of black hair didn't have much power, it was possible to use such a simple thing to stop Li Gui's blow. Obviously someone was here. The attainment of swordsmanship far exceeds Zhou Yi's understanding.

The piano box turned its direction and stood upright against the ground. The visitor held an umbrella with one hand and the piano box with the other. He didn't look at Zhou Yi, whose complexion changed greatly when he saw his face, but just watched calmly. The female ghost who had appeared in his dreams many times before nodded and said slowly:
"Quanzhou Weiyuan, invited by Qiniang, came to listen to the previous song."

(End of this chapter)