They descended the mountain.
It was still a straw cape, straw hat, and tattered cotton jacket, but it was very clean and tidy. It emitted the smell of lavender. It had been washed by Xiugu Kida and then scented.
Lan Zishan walked towards the west side of Beheading Mountain. It was called the Ghost Hill. Legend had it that there was a war between ten thousand races. Tens of thousands of people were buried here. They were all commoners who were brutally killed.
No one dares to go there all year round, and ghosts are rampant.
There were especially many wild beasts, and they were incomparably terrifying.
Facing the blizzard, Lan Zishan headed over.
...
On the way, Bai Suhua, the daughter of Bai Kengqiang, the general of Bai Town, was passing by. She had gone to Ye City yesterday to transport materials for the defense wall. As the daughter of a general, this was a common thing. She was on her way back now.
When she passed by the ghost slope, she felt a great amount of Yin Qi.
As a Level-8 magnetic field ability user, Bai Suhua could only feel the overwhelming hatred.
She couldn't help but become solemn and urged the guard.
" Speed up. Don't stop."
The convoy sped up.
Casually pulling open the curtains of the off-road vehicle, Bai Suhua saw a cloaked mysterious man walking in the snow by the roadside.
"Who is it? Don't you know that it's forbidden to leave the city late at night?”
"Now that the demons are causing trouble, quickly return.”
Bai Suhua warned, but the guards under her quickly made a silent gesture.
"Those who still dare to stay in the wilderness are not ordinary people.”
Then, Bai Suhua did not say anything. She only looked at the back of the mysterious cloaked person from afar.
Until You-Know-Who came into Ghost Hill.
It was difficult for the off-road vehicle to move, especially since the snow was very deep. The vehicles were digging, and there were superpowered people cleaning the broken stone roadblocks.
At this moment, Bai Suhua took out her binoculars out of curiosity and stood on the roof of the car to look in the direction of Ghost Hill.
At this moment.
She saw the mysterious cloaked man standing in front of the lone grave on the slanted ghost slope. She didn't know what he was doing.
He waved his hands.
Evil and good.
It was extremely demonic, and even the mysterious person was dripping a lot of blood.
It was strange and mysterious. Just as the car was about to pass, a new image appeared on the telescope.
In front of the great mass grave,
One after another, terrifying souls with huge bodies floated in the grave. They bared their fangs and brandished their claws in the blizzard as they worshiped the cloaked man.
Too many,
The souls of the dead gathered in groups, appearing in an extremely brutal manner.
That viciousness made White Snow's gambling become much darker.
Gulp.
At this moment, Bai Suxue could only tremble. The aura of the dead souls had surpassed level five, and their numbers were terrifying.
"Who is this? He's actually trying to subdue a soul.”
"Commanding all ghosts."
Bai Suxue trembled. She did not dare to speak and only gave the order to set off.
Boom!
As the convoy set off again, one last glance through the window showed that the dark aura of the huge Ghost Hill was not much left, only a new violent aura was left.
The giant dead soul roared into the sky,
As a magnetic field possessor, Bai Suxue knew that Ghost Hill was going to undergo great changes.
........
In front of the ghost slope
Lan Zishan's hand was pierced by many rocks. He looked at the souls surrounding him and comforted them softly.
"I will bring you all to the battlefield.”
As he spoke, he began to lay flowers and fill the soil.
Chanting sutras,
"Baluomollin, Tannin Savaha, Om, Baluomollin, Tannin Savaha.”
The brutal soul no longer went berserk. Instead, it looked at Tyrant with its torn eyes. It looked at Tyrant with anticipation and the desire that it had endured for hundreds of years.
Waiting for a battle,
If they died, it would be an injustice. They still wanted to fight.
Devouring the bones on the roadside, growing rapidly
Then, I'll take you there
Lan Zishan spoke. To the empires, these words were laughable, but to the souls of the dead, they were crazy.
Fight back!
No one dared to fight, but they were willing to.
Now, the Ghost Hill had truly become a place where hell met. Even during the day, cold winds howled. All kinds of dead souls held bone knives and wreaked havoc, devouring white bones.
Cold wind, blizzard, blood, lonely grave.
There were also wails, roars, and furious roars.
A cloaked man slowly walked out of the extreme Epic gray, as if he had gone to hell.
[Level 8 Undead Talent: Able to command 6000 Souls/Level 8 Scythe Souls]
Able to command 4000 Souls/Level 9 Bone Blade Souls
Currently, just the army of dead souls alone had already broken through ten thousand.
.......
Now, the video of "Little Monk Sweeping the Snow" had spread far and wide. From the Xuanyuan Dynasty to the Wu Dynasty, no one cared about it.
The politicians were still high and mighty, and the aristocratic families were still like tigers and wolves who cared about the border marriage.
Only many women in the boudoir were crying.
...
Yu Qixiu did not. She had always been a strong person.
She thought that her tears could only be given to her parents and loved ones. She always held on, even when she saw Lan Zishan in the video, her eyes were filled with stars.
This not only reminded her of the past,
When Lan Zishan was reciting the Heart Sutra to her, all the words turned into black shackles that wrapped around her heart, her hands, and the love that she had just released, making her unable to move.
That monk had tried several times, but he still didn't say that he would convert four times.
At that time, Yu Qixiu could only grit her teeth, and a faint anger lingered in her chest. She could only glance at the monk and pretend to be indifferent,""You really are a fool. I was just joking with you.”
Then, Yu Qixiu gritted her teeth and wanted to pinch the little monk's fair and tender face. When she touched it, she changed her direction and gently flicked the little monk's head.
Then, Yu Qixiu looked at the dazed monk and smiled.""Hahahaha!"
At that time, Yu Qixiu had a blade of grass in her mouth. Her lips were very red and she looked the most beautiful and gentle.
At that time, the small monk had his head lowered, not daring to look at the mischievous and beautiful Soo Soo.
Then, Yu Qixiu sat down and talked to herself.
"In the future, I'll probably have to go far away. What if I don't come to see you for a long time?”
"If I don't come back, will anyone remember me?”
"Hey."
At this point, Yu Qixiu sighed narcissistically and pretended to have an aggrieved expression as she pouted.
"However, a girl with a strange temper like me, who is neither gentle nor cute, is definitely not likable at all. She won't have the patience to remember me. Even if I don't come back, no one will remember me.”
"I've lived for eighteen years, but I've never been in a relationship. I suddenly feel like a failure.”
At this point, Yu Qixiu's clear eyes glanced at the monk as if she was hinting at something.
However, the monk still closed his eyes and chanted the scriptures, turning a deaf ear.
This made Miss Xiu extremely angry. She could only shrink her body into a small ball, her long black hair casually falling down.
Lan Zishan wanted to put the hairpin on her, but in the end, he only reached out and stopped.
He stood up and wanted to say something, but he didn't.
Miss Xiu rolled her eyes at the monk and snatched his coat. She then said proudly,""This is enough for me. I'll bring it with me. Don't be reluctant. I'll give you a few new ones in the future.”
Without waiting for the monk to speak, Miss Xiu flew away like a swallow, leaving only a beautiful shadow behind.
....
This was Miss Xiu's memory.
She watched the video again. She looked at the monk who was sweeping the snow and shook the cotton coat that had been washed until it turned white.
"I can't return it to you in the future."”
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