Immortals come on the moon

Chapter 155

The darkness in front of him quickly returned, and the figure became indistinct.There was a muffled sound when the door panel collided with the wall, and the sound of iron chains sounded. The door was an old wooden door, and it was tied with iron chains.

The door creaked open, and Song Minhuan saw the figure clearly without any surprise on his face.

Yelian took off the original light helmet, and he was wearing a long gray gown. Her gaze fell on him, met his gaze, and slowly moved away.

When speaking, the voice is very soft.

"That's my wife. She was cursed by the evil spirit and turned into a half-evil, half-human monster. Every once in a while... her whole body will be infected by the evil curse, and the skin on her body will fall off."

"I found a lot of human skins for her, and they would rot every once in a while. Later, someone told me...the Ru Taki people are descendants of gods, and using their skins...can restore my wife to her original state."

That's why he was brought here.

Song Minhuan understood at this time, because he saved Jiang Yi, originally he would lose his sense of taste, vision and hearing, but later he also saved Ye Lian, he was about to lose his sense of touch.

There's still a sense of smell left... what's next?

There were red marks on his wrists from being strangled by the rope. The rope tied him very tightly. He tried to untie it, but his body was limp and he had no strength.

I don't know what method Yelian used, this person hid very well around him, and he didn't feel that this person had abnormal emotions towards him, so he didn't notice it for a while.

"I know your ability. In the prison cell, you tie up everyone who hurts you...I knew then that you can perceive people's emotions."

"You can't perceive me because I didn't want to do anything to you... I decided to do it, or I did it temporarily after you fell asleep."

"Why I changed my mind is still what you said," Ye Lian said softly, "You said that many people stand on different positions, and there is often no absolute good or evil."

I didn't expect that his casual words would make others feel bad about him.

Song Minhuan—while listening, there was still that female ghost staring at him in the corner, and he was thinking about how to get out from here.

His fingertips can touch the wall, and now he doesn't have much strength. He won't simply think that he will be able to recover, but the result will only get worse and worse. He can't wait like this.

After Yelian finished talking with him, she brought him a bowl of water and a whole white steamed bun from outside.In the corner of the narrow room, there is a stone platform with bloodstains on it, on which there are axes, forging knives, daggers, and silver needles.

It was still raining outside, he listened silently to Yelian, who put steamed buns and water in front of him.

"After eating, I will send you on your way... No need to struggle anymore, I will feed you the Erosion Spirit Grass, this kind of grass is specially used to deal with the descendants of the gods."

Song Minhuan lowered his eyelids, and his fingertips hooked a thin piece of silver needle, which he put on his sleeve, hidden in the pattern of the sleeve, if he didn't look for it deliberately, he would never find it.

The silver needle was specially made by him, and the whole needle was sharper than a dagger, so it was easy to scratch.

He just touched it with his fingertips, and immediately blood flowed out, his fingertips felt prickly, and he cut the rope with a silver needle.

Yelian began to sharpen the knife on the edge of the stone platform. The dagger was engraved with patterns of swords and crowns.

"Ling'er, don't be afraid, I can put on a new skin for you today, and it won't rot in the future."

Yelian's voice was very soft. He looked at the female ghost in the corner with distress and pity in his eyes.

Song Minhuan noticed at this time that the female ghost was tied up, so it wouldn't be a problem later on, he just needed to get rid of Yelian.He silently rubbed off the rope around his wrist, and clenched the silver needle tightly in his hand. The silver needle pierced his palm with blood and blood.

Ye Lian held the silver dagger in her hand, and with the sound of rain, Ye Lian approached him step by step, with guilt in her eyes.

"sorry."

He said so-sentence.

There was a little coldness in Song Minhuan's eyes, he didn't want to admit that Jun Yuenu asked him to save the wrong person twice, he really had lingering fears.

But there is no one to blame for these, and Jun Yuenu should be blamed if you want to blame, there is nothing wrong with doing good and helping others.

"Shen Shan, don't worry... I won't make you suffer."

Seeing that the dagger was about to fall, lightning flashed by the window. With a sound of "Boom", Song Minhuan broke free from the rope at that moment, picked up Yelian's dagger with the silver needle in his hand, and stabbed Yelian's neck with the silver needle.

There was still a rope tied around his ankle, and he didn't have much strength left. He tried his best, but he still drifted a bit, and couldn't keep up with the usual speed, and the silver needle pierced Yelian's shoulder.

Yelian didn't react, the dagger in her hand fell to the ground, and the dark gray clothes were instantly soaked in blood.

"You want to run?"

Without saying a word, Song Minhuan stabbed again with the silver needle, his palm was dripping with blood, and this time it pierced Yelian's ear.

Ye Lian's face was pale, and his expression became gloomy. His robe was grabbed, and the other party easily dragged him and knocked him against the wall.

With a sound of "bang--", the bones seemed to be broken, Song Minhuan clenched the silver needle tightly in his hand, his clothes were clenched, and the opponent's fist fell down, so he couldn't dodge it, there were many corners of his lips - Wiping bruises.

The two of them were entangled together, and the female ghost in the corner cried out, her voice was shrill and ugly, mixed with the sound of rain, it was weird and frightening.

Song Minhuan got two cuts on his shoulder, he untied the rope around his ankle, and the moment he stabbed the silver needle into Yelian's heart, he almost exhausted all his strength.

Blood was splashed on his face, his fingertips trembled a little, and his back and palms hurt.

At this moment, the pain was nothing. The door of the dilapidated house opened, and he swayed a bit, leaning on the wall and walking out slowly.

His figure disappeared into the rain, the rain hit his face, the black boots were covered with mud, his eyes gradually became blurred, and his consciousness also faded.

The moment he closed his eyes, he felt a bit relieved, like having a dream, if the dream could end here, he didn't want to wake up immediately.

……

Changle established Yueyin. Yueyin is the descendant of the human race and the gods. In addition, there are cities of human race and ghost race. These cities were originally branches of the ghost race.

The status of the human race inside is low, they are slaves, prostitutes, and the evil subordinates of the ghost race in the city.

The name of this city is Dicheng, and there are many squares and pavilions in Dicheng, where human slaves sent from all over are imprisoned. —Once sold here, he signed a contract of sale for life, and he could only be enslaved to death for the rest of his life.

There is a dark kiln in the city, many slaves were sent here a few days ago, they are the lowest slaves, they were sent to do the roughest work in altars, mausoleums, and ghost palaces.

"After I heard that Mr. Monster is going to sacrifice here... I don't know why I chose it here, because there are ancient gods here?"

"It seems to be a psychic halberd, an ancient divine object that came out after Yinjingqin and Lanpipa... This sacrifice is of great importance. It is said that the evil spirits of the ghost clan will come over that day."

"Everyone wants to get this halberd, but it's not that easy. The ancient gods are psychic, and they recognize their masters."

"It will definitely be a bloodbath."

The two human races discussed, they were all sent slaves.What they pulled on the cart were the corpses of slaves. These slaves were tortured to death by the evil spirits of the ghost clan.

"A few more died, I don't know how long we can stay here."

After being sent to Dicheng, they had already given up hope that they could live—day after day, the two said, looking at the young man not far ahead.

The young man doesn't seem to be very old, his figure is slender and straight, and his demeanor is cold and calm.The people came here a few days ago. They had heard the other party speak, and the voice was clear and pleasant, but they didn't talk much on weekdays, and they just kept their heads down and worked.

He was still injured when he was sent here, and they all thought that this person would not last a few days.As a result, a month has passed, and this person is still fine. Every time he pulls the dead body of the cart by himself, he seems to be strong, capable and able to endure hardships.

Song Minhuan was sent here a month ago, and when he woke up, he understood that someone had sold him here while he was unconscious.

At first he was still trying to find a way to go back, but then the clone of the Tongtian Halberd appeared in his palm, it seemed that the Tongtian Halberd was here, so he stayed here.

A few days before the sacrifice, he transported the body to the outskirts.It was originally thrown here, but it took him a little longer to cover the corpses of these slaves with white cloth and build simple graves for them.

The so-called simple graves are nothing more than burying people and then finding a blank wooden sign to stand on.In this way, the corpses will not be exposed in the wilderness. I hope they can rest in peace underground.

He set up the wooden sign, and the job that two people did, because he can do it by himself, so even if it took longer, the steward who supervised them to work didn't say anything.

They are all human races, so they opened their eyes and closed their eyes.

His fingers were rough, and his white fingertips were covered with calluses. He took out the handkerchief in his skirt, which had the words he wrote before.

Look for Tongtianji, a word for "God", and the word for "Jun".

He has already found the Tongtian Halberd, and the sage should be Junyuenu, Junyuenu...

The memory in his mind became blurred, he clenched his handkerchief tightly, and carefully tried to recall the previous memories. Faces emerged, as if there were countless different voices ringing in his ears.

"Find the Tongtian Halberd and kill him."

"Shanshan... I - have always been with you."

"Shanshan, Junyuenu can be a sage, but a sage doesn't have to be Junyuenu."

"Shanshan, keep going... Only you can kill him."

"It's all fake inside, don't believe what you see—everything."

"Shanshan, there is something, we can tell you after you come out, your master respects him..."

"Shan Shan—"

He felt like the world was spinning, and the memory in his mind seemed to be wiped away by an invisible hand.He tried to remember Shen Yingxue's face, that face was still in his memory, but gradually began to blur.

Under the pear tree, a man - wearing a black robe with lotus pattern, has a handsome face, gentle eyes, and a smile on his mouth.

Shen Yingxue...he couldn't forget Shen Yingxue.

Find Jun Yuenu's real body... and kill him.

He clenched the handkerchief tightly and stuffed it back, not knowing what Feng Yuan wanted to do with Shen Yingxue he said.

After he goes out, he will naturally know.

Thinking in this way, he pulled up the cart and went back the same way. On the bright side of their dark kiln, there was a square pavilion named "Lanting Pavilion", which was engaged in the business of the ghost clan.

They lived in the backyard of Fangge, and on his way back, they seemed to notice eyes falling on him.

He looked along and saw that the sandalwood window on the second floor was open, and there was a figure standing there.

The man was dressed in a long robe of phoenix tree and phoenix branches, his black hair was tied up with a jade crown, and he held a folding fan in his hand. When he smiled, his face was a little sinister.

The temperament feels a little familiar, and I don't know where I have seen it.

"Boy, we meet again... I didn't expect you to be alive."

Song Minhuan heard this voice transmission, this voice...is the evil spirit named "Lianwu" he encountered in the Dream Clan.