I Just Want To Be Quiet

Dreamland.

Outside the earthen house.

Takeshis, scholars, pregnant women, young children, old men, young girls, old women, human skin drums, embroidered silk shoes, dead trees, shadows... Numerous ghosts stood expressionlessly in the open space in front of the house. As time passed, looking Xiang Fu Xuanxu's gaze became increasingly impatient.

Suddenly, Fu Xuanxu finally spoke: "It's almost there."

As soon as the voice fell, the wooden door behind him opened automatically, and Fu Xuanxu immediately turned and walked into it.

This time, the wooden door did not close immediately. Through the door, one could see that the earthen house was clean and tidy, and there was no one.

In the first confession, a pair of oil lamps burned quietly, and the fresh melons and fruits glowed softly under the lamps, which looked particularly attractive.

Fu Xuanxu walked through the hall, walked into the kitchen on his right, and went straight to the earthen stove.

He lifted his robe, half-kneeled at the mouth of the stove, put his hand into the belly of the stove, first took out an unfinished hemp rope, sorted it out at will, and then began to grab one after another from the inside. The "public".

These "congregations" have no resistance at this moment, letting him take care of them at will.

Fu Xuanxu stretched out his fingers and pierced the necks of these "people" abruptly, and then used hemp rope to pass through the necks of all the "people", stringing them all together.

After doing all this, Fu Xuanxu got up, carried the string of dolls, and nodded slightly.

The next moment, his face began to change, and soon after the entire figure shook like a wave, it turned into Pei Ling's appearance.

Peiling paid attention to the string of dolls, smiled slightly, then reduced his expression and walked outside the door.

The moment he was walking, the string of dolls in his hand began to dry up and quickly turned into a string of brightly colored peppers.

Pei Ling walked out of the door, looked at the ghosts outside the house, and said calmly: "My name is ‘all’, there is only this string."

The ghosts immediately spoke, and the scholar said in a cold voice: "I want it."

Wu Fu said coldly, "Give it to me."

The pregnant woman said gloomily, "Bring it."

The old man coughed and said intermittently: "Cough cough cough... old man... cough cough... taste it."

The girl with the lantern stared at Peiling: "Mine."

"It's me."

"not mine."

"mine."

"mine."

"mine!!!"

Numerous ghosts were talking verbally, but no one doubted the identity of the "congregation".

Therefore, with the recognition of the ghosts, Pei Ling immediately felt that his body, soul, fate... had established a close and dangerous connection with someone in this world!

He must be in his heart, [Secret Record of the Eclipse], the fight for the road begins!

Just now in this dream, Pei Ling secretly tested almost all the methods he had at his disposal.

But no matter what method he uses, the mana consumption is extremely huge.

This immortal art is called [Dream of the Underworld], but it gives him the feeling that this is not an illusory dream, but a world!

He can change everything in this world, but any change requires the support of majestic mana.

With Pei Ling's current cultivation strength, it is not enough to support such a huge consumption.

However, if the rules of the dream itself are used, everything becomes very simple.

This is also why Pei Ling deliberately talked to Fu Xuanxu in this world, asking him about all the changes after entering the tuwu, to confirm the operation of the law of this place, and then copy it completely in this dream!

Unsurprisingly, this kind of operation using the rules would consume very little mana, and he easily controlled the "people" whose cultivation base was at least regained!

Right now, Pei Ling has already run the [Eclipse Secret Record], ready to take away the life of the "people" and squeeze the final value of this ghost...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling did not give the chili string in his hand to any ghost, but after a little hesitation, he bit down.

Blood splattered in an instant!

The smell of fishy sweetness came out, but there was no expected nausea. Pei Ling suddenly felt that the smell in his mouth was extremely attractive and extremely delicious, as if his body was eager to eat from the heart.

"Crunch", "Crunch", "Crunch"...

Accompanied by a clear chewing sound, blood foam constantly oozes out of the corners of Pei Ling's mouth, dripping down his clothes, and his entire jaw is dripping with blood at this moment. Standing among the many ghosts, he looks extremely harmonious...

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At the same time, this world.

Tsuchiya.

The darkness is permeated, as if it were real, as if an endless void was cut off and temporarily flooded into this earthen house.

In a certain corner, Pei Ling closed her eyes tightly and sat on the ground motionless.

The aura around him became stronger and stronger.

At this moment, outside the earthen house, there is also a huge darkness.

The "people" disguised as Fu Xuanxu's faces are distorted and resentful, struggling hard, but still can't stop his breath from declining rapidly, his power, his methods, his power, his inheritance, his fate, his Everything... was pulled by the invisible thread and poured into another person in the void.

It didn't take long for the "people" to disappear...

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seaside.

pier.

Under several flagpoles, the old fisherman swallowed the last crab claw, and once again picked out an octopus from the fishing net.

This octopus was about the size of a human head, and after leaving the water, it collapsed into a ball, as if it had already died.

But the fisherman bit down, and when Senbai's teeth cut into his body, the gurgling blood was suddenly accompanied by a screaming scream!

The fisherman looked dumb, as if he hadn't noticed, and continued to devour the aquatic products in his hand bit by bit.

"Ahhhhh-"

"Ahhh-"

"what--"

Accompanied by his nibbling, the octopus screamed frantically, from the initial hoarseness, it quickly turned into a low and weak voice.

Under the fisherman's body, blood, scales, carapace, chelated feet...mixed and flowing, has formed a small pool of blood, completely wet-wet the robe.

The wind is blowing everywhere, but the stench here can't be dispelled.

dark place.

Finally Kui Yueji and Ning Wuye watched this scene intently.

After they came back just now, they have been observing here for a while.

"It seems that there is indeed only this ghost here." At this time, Zhong Kui Yue Ji said through the voice, "but this place is too empty, the entire pier and trestle bridge are not blocked at all."

"As long as we go out now and don't need to go to the beach, we will definitely be spotted by this ghost."

Ning Wuye said in a deep voice, "Kill the ghost first, and then try to go out to sea!"

In the end, Kui Yue had a thorny thought, and he already took out the jade seal magic weapon: "This is a quiet tomb, we must fight quickly!"

"Otherwise, the movement will attract other ghosts!"

Ning Wuye nodded, the long sword silently unsheathed behind him: "Let's go!"

Before he finished his words, he instantly turned into a bright sword shadow, whistling like a dragon, and beheaded at the fisherman!

Immediately afterwards, the crown of the thorns of the final Kuiyue thorn appeared, and the masterpiece of Yuxi Guanghua in his hand, hanging high in the void, the force of suppression came out...