Asking About Longevity Chapter 805

Chapter 805: Fierce Ghost

“There is actually a man in the Valley of Flowers…”

The woman's originally cold expression gradually became covered with a layer of frost.

Although she looks like a pretty little junior sister.

But in the eyes of a monk who is as advanced as a woman and has studied a little bit of heavenly arithmetic, there is a division between yin and yang, and the qi of men and women cannot be concealed.

The woman stretched out her fair and slender palms, wanting to immediately catch the little **** who had disguised himself as a woman and sneaked into Baihua Valley, but the next moment, she suddenly froze again.

Among the female disciples, the colorful energy.

The causal aura of the ink painting is as pure as the white clouds in the sky, as clear as a spring water, and even...

There is still a hint of familiar feeling.

familiar?

The woman's expression was a little confused for a moment.

There is a trace of pain in the feeling of despair.

She thought for a moment, then slowly lowered her palm, staring at the ink painting with eyes as bright as blooming flowers.

"I want to see what this little **** wants to do when he sneaks into our Baihua Valley..."

On the mountain road, Mo Hua suddenly felt something. He couldn't help but look up at the sky and then around.

Hua Qianqian noticed something unusual in the ink painting and looked confused, "What's wrong?"

Mo Hua looked around and frowned slightly.

He just felt that there was a cold eye staring at him.

But after careful inspection, no abnormality was found.

"Has been discovered?"

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat.

He thought about it carefully and felt that something was wrong. If he was really discovered, it must be the great monk in Baihua Valley, or a real person. Once they discovered him, they would definitely subdue him on the spot, and then launch an army to hold him accountable. .

It is impossible to leave yourself alone.

Is that an illusion?

Mo Hua was also a little unsure, so he said: "Senior sister, let's hurry up and go back early."

Once discovered, there will be big trouble.

Not only did he lose his face as the "little senior brother" of the Taixu Sect, Senior Sister Qianqian and Senior Sister Murong would also be implicated.

Hua Qianqian also knew the pros and cons, so she nodded.

"good."

Then the two quickened their pace.

Baihua Valley, as its name suggests, the valley is full of flowers.

On both sides of the mountain road, in the pavilions and courtyards, up and down the pavilions, flowers of various colors are planted, whether bright red, red, light yellow, green, or elegant white.

The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, powder, and fragrant red flowers.

However, Mo Hua came in "sneaking", and he had other business matters to attend to, so he didn't have the time to enjoy the scenery.

He was just like this, being held by Hua Qianqian, and followed step by step.

After walking around the flower beds, flower courtyards, flower buildings, flower mountains and seas of flowers for who knows how long, I came to a place where the disciples were sitting.

The shape of the disciple's residence is also related to flowers.

From the outside, the entire pavilion looks like a gorgeous flower.

Entering the disciple's residence, not only are the roads full of flowers planted on both sides, but the surrounding walls, floors, tables, chairs, and screens are either decorated with flowers or painted with colorful patterns.

There are many disciples, and they are all female disciples with beautiful looks and their own merits.

Hua Qianqian said hello to a few familiar female disciples, and then pulled Mo Hua upstairs without waiting for them to say anything.

When they arrived at a secluded place with no one around, Hua Qianqian told Mo Hua:

"This is the residence of female disciples, please don't look around!"

"Nothing allowed."

"If some sisters talk to you, don't ignore them. If they want to take advantage of you, you must protect yourself and not suffer any disadvantage!"

Mo Hua nodded slowly.

However, he did understand the previous one.

This is the residence of female disciples, and it is impolite to look around.

The latter part is somewhat unclear.

Being taken advantage of?

protect yourself?

This is Baihua Valley, who will take advantage of me?

However, he didn't feel comfortable asking, so he just lowered his head and followed Hua Qianqian closely, looking at his toes and trying not to look around, lest he really saw something impolite.

Just like that, I don't know how long I walked before I heard Hua Qianqian's voice:

"arrive."

Mo Hua raised his head slightly and saw that the surroundings were indeed much quieter, and there was a living room in the distance that was full of scorch marks.

Hua Qianqian sighed: "Because sister Jin'er set herself on fire, all the nearby disciples moved away, so it is safe here and there is no one else."

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer cautious.

He then focused his gaze and looked at the room in the distance that was full of scorch marks.

Senior Sister Ye Jin burned herself to death there.

At this time, the door of the room was closed tightly, but there was a faint cold Yin Qi seeping out from the crack in the door.

It was a sunny morning, but Hua Qianqian felt a little cold.

Mo Hua whispered: "Let's go take a look."

Hua Qian nodded.

This time, Mo Hua walked in front, and Hua Qianqian followed Mo Hua unknowingly. Walking behind Mo Hua, she actually felt a little relieved.

The corridor was deathly quiet.

The two of them approached slowly step by step, but fortunately nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

Walking all the way to the door, Mo Hua took a closer look and found that a formation had been set up on the closed door.

"Sealed by the formation..." Hua Qianqian said.

"It's okay, it's just a second-grade formation." Mo Hua said easily.

It's just...a second-grade formation...

Hua Qianqian's expression was stagnant, and when she accidentally discovered that Mo Hua had unlocked the formation, her beautiful eyes were startled.

"So fast…"

We haven't seen each other for a few years, and Junior Brother Mo's formations seem to have become even more powerful...

Hua Qianqian couldn't help but look at the ink paintings a few more times.

After the formation was unlocked, Mo Hua was about to open the door, but before opening the door, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and said to Hua Qianqian:

"Senior sister, you must be careful when you go in later. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me that being sneaky is not a trivial matter and you must not show off."

Mo Hua said it very solemnly

Hua Qianqian clenched the corners of her clothes, cold sweat dripping from her palms, and nodded seriously.

After finishing speaking, Mo Hua gently opened the door.

A strong gloomy aura rushed to his face in an instant.

It was obviously dark and cold, but there was also a burning sensation after being burned by fire, which seemed extremely strange and weird.

Mo Hua and the two endured the discomfort and walked indoors.

As expected, the room was completely charred, and almost everything was burned to the ground.

There were still some black marks on the bed.

Although Mo Hua couldn't bear to think about it, he also knew that these were the ashes left after Senior Sister Ye Jin was burned to death.

These ashes are like her resentment in the world, which cannot be left behind.

"But…"

Mo Hua looked around and frowned slightly.

No…

There is no evil spirit at all.

There are no evil spirits either.

This is just a gloomy house with dead people. Other than that, there is nothing unusual about it.

what happened?

Mo Hua was puzzled.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill spreading against the back of his neck.

A pair of pale and delicate palms slowly stretched out, as if to strangle his neck.

Mo Hua's pupils shrank, and he immediately used Water Step to escape from this cold and sinister murderous intention. He turned around and saw Hua Qianqian's empty eyes, staring at Mo Hua, with a pair of arms stretched forward, as if to strangle Mo Hua to death. .

"Possessed?!"

The ink painting feels slightly creepy.

When did this happen? He didn't notice at all?

When the demon-possessed "Hua Qianqian" saw that Mo Hua had not been strangled to death, she immediately became angry, opened her two white claws, and attacked Mo Hua again.

Ink painting has no choice but to deal with it temporarily.

The two chased each other in the house that was scorched by the fire.

Hua Qianqian is already in the late stage of foundation building. Her cultivation level is much higher than that of ink painting. However, she is considered a spiritual practitioner and is proficient in Baihua Acupuncture. After being possessed by a ghost, she only retains her instincts and can only kill like a physical practitioner. , which poses little threat to Mo Hua, who is known for his body skills.

But continuing like this is not an option.

If there is a big commotion and others discover it, the trouble will be big.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and whispered: "Sister, I'm offended."

"Hua Qianqian" was driven by ghost thoughts and threw herself at the ink painting. The ink painting was like flowing water, lightly flashing past, and went around behind "Hua Qianqian". She took out a "Qianjun Stick" with her backhand, activated the formation, and knocked On the back of "Hua Qianqian"'s head.

"Hua Qianqian" also practiced physical training, but her physical body was not strong. After receiving the blow, her consciousness was shaken and her body slowly fell down.

Mo Hua quickly caught her body and laid it flat on the ground.

But just for a moment, "Hua Qianqian" opened her eyes again, and her eyes were like a ghost, and her ferocious nature was revealed.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Mo Hua immediately took out a piece of black cloth and covered "Hua Qianqian's" forehead.

On this piece of black cloth, a sealed Shinto formation was drawn in ink.

The black cloth wrapped around the head sealed the ghost in the sea of ​​consciousness, and to a certain extent, suppressed the power of the ghost.

"Hua Qianqian" looked distorted, but her body couldn't move.

But continuing like this is still not an option.

Fierce ghosts can devour people's spiritual thoughts.

If it remains sealed in Senior Sister Qianqian's sea of ​​consciousness, then Senior Sister Qianqian will be in danger.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then tried to look cold and said:

"I will unseal it later. If you don't come out, I will seal you inside forever and let you rot and die together with this body!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Hua carefully opened the yellow cloth a little.

But "Hua Qianqian" still wanted to strangle his neck.

He had no choice but to seal the devil away again. This time he changed his rhetoric and sneered:

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. Once you die with this body, your resentment will be completely wiped out. Your long-cherished wish before death will return to **** with you. It will never be realized in this life."

After saying this, Mo Hua could clearly feel the ghost thoughts in Hua Qianqian's sea of ​​consciousness trembling.

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly and he gently opened the seal.

Sure enough, a gloomy and cold ghost thought, like three-nine days of ice water, suddenly surged out of Hua's shallow sea of ​​consciousness.

After it gushes out, Mo Hua immediately takes out another piece of black cloth and covers Hua Qianqian's forehead.

On this black cloth, the Shenguan Formation is painted.

Use spiritual thoughts to form a door and lock the sea of ​​consciousness.

In this way, ghost thoughts will no longer be able to invade Senior Sister Qianqian's sea of ​​consciousness after a while.

At this time, ghost thoughts were lingering in the room, and it suddenly became a bit colder. The ink painting has bright eyes, containing golden light, looking into the room.

He could see that in the void, there was a dark shadow that seemed real and illusory, exuding astonishing resentment and filled with great hatred for all living people.

This is the jealousy of the dead towards the living.

It is also the resentment of those who died tragically towards those who survived.

This phantom of ghost thoughts is different from all the ghosts, corpses, demons and other evil spirits that Mo Hua has encountered before.

It is more like a collection of "resentment and hatred".

Without a clear will, the resentment from his life remains, and he acts in a way that is close to instinct.

Even a bit like...

Evil?

Mo Hua's pupils trembled slightly, and he vaguely felt that he seemed to understand something, but he couldn't figure it out for the moment.

"No matter what it is, you can't keep it, otherwise it will be a big disaster."

But looking at the ghost thoughts in front of him, Mo Hua felt helpless.

His consciousness cannot leave his body.

Spiritual thoughts turned into swords cannot be used in reality.

Otherwise, it only takes one sword to kill this ghostly thought.

If you can't kill him, you can only find a way to introduce the ghost thoughts into your own sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Hua's eyes flashed slightly, he opened his arms and pretended to be arrogant:

"Don't you want to 'eat' people? Come on, let me see if you can eat me."

Gui Nian was unmoved at all.

Although Mo Hua was wearing a Baihua Valley Taoist robe and looked like a junior sister who was harmless to humans and animals, Gui Nian could almost instinctively feel an aura from Mo Hua that made her heart palpitate.

But ghost thoughts need something to live in.

Except for Hua Qianqian, who had her consciousness sealed by Mo Hua after she fainted, Mo Hua was the only living person who could still live in the room.

Its longing for the spiritual thoughts of a living person finally defeated the fear in its heart.

After much hesitation, the ghost thought turned into a dark wind and rushed into Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness.

And the moment it entered the sea of ​​ink painting consciousness, the outcome was already doomed.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the incarnation of Mo Hua's spiritual thought opened his golden eyes and looked at a sinister and vicious ghost thought in front of him.

There were golden blood lines flowing on his body, exuding powerful majesty.

Every part of Gui Nian's body was trembling.

It knew that this human being was enough to make Gui Sui jealous, but it never expected that when it entered the sea of ​​consciousness, it would see such a terrifying existence.

The ghost thought turned into the dark wind again, and he turned around and wanted to escape.

But it can't escape at all.

Mo Hua stretched out his palm, and golden formations appeared, condensing into chains, completely sealing the phantom of ghost thoughts. No matter how hard it struggled and roared, it could not break through.

After a while, the shadow of ghost thoughts fell silent.

Mo Hua frowned.

The next moment, a harsh roar sounded, like the shrill scream of a woman who was tortured and died.

The shadow of ghost thoughts suddenly turned red.

Mo Hua's pupils shrank.

"Is this...a sign of becoming a fierce ghost?"

Is it going to transform into a real ghost?

At the same time, an aura of evil change emanated from it. This aura of evil change actually seemed to contain a kind of weird and mutated law, which could distort the avenue and corrode the mind.

The golden lock formation formed by Mo Hua with his powerful spiritual thoughts was also eroded bit by bit by the aura of evil change, and was broken inch by inch.

Mo Hua's expression changed slightly.

Sure enough, it was the aura of Dao Evil. Although it was still very weak, it was already very obvious.

"We can't let her really change and become a ghost..."

Mo Hua sighed and formed a golden sword in his hand. With just one stroke, he pierced Gui Nian's forehead.

This ghost thought is not evasive.

It seems to know that in front of the almost "god" ink painting, all its efforts are just a dying struggle.

It just refuses to give up.

Before dying, it solidified slightly and revealed its original appearance.

This is a woman with a hideous and terrifying face who was burned by karma and completely disfigured.

But Mo Hua knew that it had a very beautiful appearance during its lifetime.

"Why?"

The female ghost's voice was hoarse, as if there were several resentments intertwined together, and she was filled with grief and anger.

"Why…"

"I died a tragic death, I turned into a ghost, and I still can't kill them?"

"Why, it's me who suffers, who deserves to die?"

"Just because I have a good-looking skin?"

"Why can't I get revenge even after I became a ghost?"

"Why, when I was alive, it was me who died, and when I became a ghost, it was I who deserved death?"

"God's way? Where is the way of heaven?"

She let out a laugh as shrill as a night owl.

It is difficult for the ink painting to connect her with the oval face, delicate face, shy and quiet Senior Sister Ye Jin.

For a moment, Mo Hua felt sympathy.

But it was already the evil thought of a half-step evil spirit, and he had to die.

Mo Hua sighed deeply, with firm eyes, and said slowly:

"If you stay in this world, you will only kill innocent people indiscriminately, so go with peace of mind..."

"Those people you want to kill...I will kill them for you."

"The way of heaven may not be fair, but since your resentment has perished in my hands, then your enemies will also die in my hands..."

The voice of the ink painting contains both coldness and pity.

The female ghost was stunned.

It stood blankly, letting Mo Hua's sword light cut it into pieces.

But at the same time, its ferocious appearance was gradually destroyed, and the scorch marks on its body were gradually restored, and it seemed to have turned into the quiet and gentle 'Senior Sister Ye' again.

She took a deep look at Mo Hua, stared into Mo Hua's eyes, her voice was as delicate and gentle as before, and she nodded:

"good."

After that, the sword light flashed.

Her figure, along with her resentment and evil spirits, all disappeared together.

But at the same time, Mo Hua could sense that there seemed to be a "cause and effect" wrapped around him.

This is a causal agreement.

It was also the promise I made to the evil spirit.

The sky net is vast, sparse but not leaking.

what goes around comes around.

In this world, good people may die, but evil people will never survive.

Mo Hua's eyes are as sharp as a sword.

He looked around again, let go of his consciousness and checked his sea of ​​consciousness to make sure there was nothing abnormal, and then exited the sea of ​​consciousness.

Recalling his consciousness, Mo Hua opened his eyes.

The room was full of scorch marks, but the gloomy air had faded a lot, and there was no such chilly and gloomy feeling.

It was as if some old grudge was understood.

Or maybe this old grudge is entangled in its own cause and effect.

Mo Hua looked around and found Hua Qianqian still lying on the ground, so he immediately went to help her up, tested her breath, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Nothing serious...

The injury he received from the stick he hit was not serious.

After all, I am not a physical practitioner.

The reason why she is still unconscious is probably because she was briefly possessed by a powerful ghost. Her consciousness was affected and she lost some money, so she is still in a coma for the time being.

But other people can understand what's going on in the sea, and ink painting can't do anything about it.

He can only solve problems in his own consciousness.

Even if the incarnation of the evil **** reaches his sea of ​​consciousness, he will have to skin it, sterilize it, and make it into a "teppanyaki".

But there was nothing he could do about other people's consciousness.

In fact, as long as the evil spirits in reality do not enter his sea of ​​consciousness, Mo Hua will not be able to deal with them for the time being.

Mo Hua sighed slightly and shook Hua Qianqian's body.

"Sister..."

"Hey, senior sister, wake up..."

But before he could shake Hua Qianqian awake, Mo Hua's expression suddenly changed.

Anyone?

There was a female cultivator who was walking towards here little by little, maybe she noticed something strange happening here.

Something bad happened...

Mo Hua thought for a moment and immediately used the concealment technique.

But after using it, his figure did not disappear.

Mo Hua was startled.

what's the situation?

He sensed his surroundings, and then he was surprised to find that the entire disciple residence in Baihua Valley had been set up with clever imaging arrays.

It is estimated that it is at least level 3 or above.

When Mo Hua came, because he was afraid of being exposed, he didn't release his consciousness and looked around, but he didn't notice it for a while.

Mo Hua's head hurts a little.

"no solution anymore…"

He thought for a while, then rummaged through Hua Qianqian's storage bag and found a few flowers, and several of them happened to be magnolias.

The ink painting places the magnolia at the place where Ye Jin burned himself to death.

Then he returned to Hua Qianqian, pretending to be worried and shaking her body, while whispering anxiously:

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, what's wrong with you? Senior Sister, please wake up..."

The monk's breath is getting closer and closer.

The sound of footsteps can also be heard slightly.

A moment later, a woman wearing a Baihuagu Taoist robe and heavy makeup appeared in front of the door.

She glanced into the room with a rather wary expression, and happened to see Hua Qianqian lying on the ground, and the ink painting in front of Hua Qianqian with a worried look on his face.

While the woman looked at Mo Hua, Mo Hua also used the corner of his eye to look at her without revealing any trace.

At first glance, Mo Hua couldn't help but be shocked.

He actually knew this woman.

During the Chinese New Year, in the Gu Family Courtyard, Elder Gu Hong showed a portrait to Uncle Gu when introducing her blind date.

I have also seen that portrait and ink painting.

The person in the portrait is the woman in front of her with heavy makeup.

(End of chapter)

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