Chapter 805: The Ghost


    "There is actually a man in Baihua Valley..."


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


    Although she looks like a young junior girl with a beautiful appearance.


    But in the eyes of monks who are of such a profound realm and who have studied the algorithm of Tianji, the qi of men and women cannot be concealed by the division of yin and yang.


    The woman stretched out her fair and slender palm and wanted to grab the little **** who dressed up as a woman and mixed into Baihua Valley, but the next moment, she was suddenly stunned again.


    In the midst of the colorful aura of female disciples.


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


    There is also a hint of familiarity.


    familiar?


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


    There is a hint of pain in my confusion.


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


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


    …


    On the mountain road, the ink painting suddenly felt something. I couldn''t help but look up at the sky, and then looked around.


    Hua Qianqian noticed the abnormality of the ink painting and looked confused, "What''s wrong?"


    After looking around, Mo Hua frowned slightly.


    He always felt a cold eye staring at him.


    But after careful perception, no abnormalities were found.


    "Has someone discovered?"


    Ink painting''s heart thrilled.


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


    It is impossible to let yourself ignore it.


    That''s an illusion?


    Mo Hua was also a little confused and said, "Senior Sister, let''s hurry up, go early and come back soon."


    Once discovered, the trouble will be great.


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


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


    "good."


    Then the two of them accelerated.


    Hundred Flowers Valley, the valley is as its name, and the flowers are as rich as brocade.


    On both sides of the mountain road, in pavilions and courtyards, the pavilions and pavilions are covered with flowers of different colors, such as bright red, red, light yellow, green, or elegant white.


    There is the fragrance of flowers, powder, and rich elixir in the sky.


    However, Mo Hua came in "sneakyly". He still had some serious work, but he didn''t have the leisure to enjoy these scenery.


    He was so, being held by Hua Qianqian and following him step by step.


    Bypassing the flower garden, garden, flower building, flower mountains and sea of ??flowers, I don’t know how long I walked, and then came to a place where my disciples came to the front.


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


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


    After entering the disciple''s residence, there were not only flowers on both sides of the road, but also the surrounding walls, floors, tables, chairs, and screens in the house, either carved with flowers or painted with colorful patterns.


    There are many disciples living in the world, and they are all beautiful and beautiful female disciples with their own unique talents.


    Hua Qianqian greeted several familiar female disciples, and then without waiting for them to say anything, she pulled Mo Hua upstairs.


    When he arrived at a secluded place, there was no one around, Hua Qianqian told the ink painting:


    "This is a female disciple''s residence, so you are not allowed to look around!"


    “Nothing is allowed.”


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


    Mo Hua nodded slowly.


    But he still understands the ones ahead.


    This is a female disciple''s residence, so it is impolite to look around.


    I don’t understand what happened later.


    Take advantage?


    Protect yourself?


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


    But he didn''t know how to ask, so he just lowered his head and followed Hua Qianqian tightly, staring at his toes, trying not to look around, so as not to really see something rude.


    In this way, I don’t know how long I walked, and Hua Qianqian’s voice came to my ears:


    "arrive."


    Mo Hua looked up slightly and saw that the surroundings were indeed much more secluded, and there was an outdoor room in the distance, full of scorch marks.


    Hua Qianqian sighed, "Because Sister Jin''er''s self-immolation, all the disciples nearby moved away, so it''s safe and there are no one else."


    Mo Hua breathed a little relieved and stopped being restrained.


    Then he gathered his eyes and looked at the room full of scorch in the distance.


    Senior Sister Ye Jin died in it by burning herself into her body.


    At this time, the door of the room was closed, but there was a faint cold yin energy that oozed out of the crack of the door.


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


    Mo Hua whispered, "Let''s go and have a look."


    Hua Qianqian nodded.


    This time, Mo Hua walked in front, and Hua Qianqian followed behind Mo Hua without realizing it, and she felt a little relieved when she walked behind Mo Hua.


    The corridor was so quiet that it was deadly quiet.


    The two of them slowly approached step by step, but fortunately there was nothing unusual.


    Walking to the door, Mo Hua looked closely and found that the closed door had already been arranged on the formation.


    "It was sealed by the formation..." Hua Qianqian said.


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


    Just...the second-grade formation...


    Hua Qianqian''s expression stagnated, and when she was not careful, she found that the ink painting had unlocked the formation, and her beautiful eyes were shocked.


    “So fast…”


    After not seeing each other for a few years, Junior Brother Mo''s formation seems to have become even more powerful...


    Hua Qianqian couldn''t help but look at Mo Hua for a few more times.


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


    "Senior sister, please be careful when you go in later. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me that sneaky things are not trivial, and you must not show off."


    Ink painting is very serious


    Hua Qianqian clenched the corner of her clothes, cold sweat oozed out of her palms, and nodded seriously.


    After saying that, Mo Hua gently opened the door.


    A strong and gloomy aura came to my face in an instant.


    It is obviously gloomy and cold, but there is another feeling of heat after being burned by the fire, which looks extremely strange and weird.


    Mo Hua and the other two endured the discomfort and walked into the room.


    The indoor room was indeed charred, and almost everything was burned completely.


    There are still some black marks left on the bed.


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


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


    "But…"


    Mo Hua looked around and her brows frowned slightly.


    No…


    There is no evil at all.


    There are no evil spirits either.


    This is just a gloomy house with dead people, and there is nothing else abnormal.


    What''s going on?


    Ink painting is puzzled.


    Just 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 they were about to pinch his neck.


    Mo Hua''s pupils shrank, and he immediately used his vanishing steps. He avoided the gloomy and cold murderous intent. When he turned around, he saw Hua Qianqian''s eyes were empty and staring at Mo Hua, stretching his arms forward, as if he wanted to strangle Mo Hua to death.


    "Ghost possessed?!"


    Ink painting feels a little scary.


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


    "Hua Qianqian" possessed by a ghost, saw that Mo Hua had not strangled to death, and immediately got angry. She opened her two white claws and rushed towards Mo Hua.


    There is no way to ink painting, so you can only temporarily move around with the passing steps.


    The two of them chased each other in the house burned by fire.


    Hua Qianqian is already in the late stage of foundation building, and her cultivation is much higher than that of ink painting, but she is a spiritual practitioner and is proficient in the art of a hundred flowers. After being possessed by a ghost, she only has the remaining instincts and can only kill like a physical practice, which poses little threat to ink paintings, which are known for their body skills.


    But this is not a solution.


    If something happens and is discovered by others, it will be a big trouble.


    Mo Hua thought for a moment and whispered, "Senior Sister, I offended you."


    "Hua Qianqian" was driven by ghost thoughts and rushed towards the ink painting. The ink painting was like flowing water, flashing lightly, and walked around behind "Hua Qianqian". He took out a "Thousand-Music Stick" with his backhand, stimulated the formation, and hit the back of the head of "Hua Qianqian".


    "Hua Qianqian" also refined her body, but her body was not strong. After being hit by this stick, her spiritual sense was shaken and her body slowly fell down.


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


    But in just an instant, "Hua Qianqian" opened her eyes again, and her eyes were like a hostage ghost, revealing her fierceness.


    Mo Hua quickly took out a black cloth and covered it with her forehead.


    On this black cloth, a shrine formation sealed by ink painting.


    The black cloth wrapped its head, sealing the evil ghost in the sea of ??consciousness, and to a certain extent, suppressing the power of the evil ghost.


    "Hua Qianqian"''s expression was distorted, but her body could not move.


    But this is still not a solution.


    A ghost will devour people''s divine thoughts.


    If it has been sealed in Senior Sister Qianqian’s sea of ??consciousness, Senior Sister Qianqian will be in danger.


    Mo Hua thought about it and tried to say coldly:


    "I will unseal the seal later. If you don''t come out again, I will seal you in it forever, so that you can rot and die together with this body!"


    After saying that, Mo Hua carefully uncovered the yellow cloth a little.


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


    He had no choice but to seal the evil spirit again. This time he changed his words and sneered:


    "Don''t blame me for not reminding you that once you die with this body, your resentment will be completely eliminated. Your long wish before death will be destroyed with you, and it will never be realized in this life."


    After saying this, the ink painting could clearly sense that the ghost thoughts in the sea of ??consciousness trembled.


    The ink painting''s eyes were slightly condensed, and the seal was gently opened.


    Sure enough, a gloomy and cold ghost thought, like the ice water in the 39th heaven, suddenly burst out from the sea of ??consciousness.


    After it poured out, Mo Hua immediately took out another black cloth and covered Hua''s shallow forehead.


    On this black cloth, the divine gate array is drawn.


    Use divine thoughts to form a door and lock the sea of ??consciousness.


    With such a ghost thought for a while, I can no longer invade Senior Sister Qianqian’s sea of ??consciousness.


    At this time, the ghost thoughts in the room suddenly became a little colder. The ink painting has bright eyes and golden light is contained inside, looking into the room.


    He could see that in the empty space, there was a dark shadow that seemed real and illusory, emitting astonishing resentment all over his body, filled with great hatred for all living people.


    This is the jealousy of the dead towards the living.


    It is also a person who died tragically and his resentment towards those who are lucky enough to live.


    This ghost thought phantom is different from the evil spirits formed by all the human, ghost, corpse, demon and other divine thoughts that Mo Hua encountered before.


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


    There is no clear will, and the resentment from life remains, and acts in a form similar to instinct.


    Even a bit like...


    What a sin?


    Mo Hua''s pupils shook slightly, and she felt vaguely that she seemed to understand something, but she didn''t understand it clearly for a moment.


    "No matter what it is, it cannot be kept, otherwise it will inevitably be a big disaster."


    But looking at the ghost thought in front of me, Mo Hua was helpless.


    His spiritual sense cannot be out of his body.


    The magical mind turns into a sword, and it is not useful in reality.


    Otherwise, you can kill this ghost thought with just one sword.


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


    Mo Hua''s eyes flashed slightly, and she opened her arms and said arrogantly:


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


    The ghost thoughts were unmoved at all.


    Although Mo Hua was wearing a Taoist robe in Baihuagu, looking like a lotus that was harmless and harmless, ghost thoughts could almost instinctively feel the breath that made it palpitations from Mo Hua.


    But ghost thoughts also require something to be sacrificed.


    The only living person who can still live in the house is that the flower Qianqian who was sealed by the sea of ??consciousness by the ink painting is left.


    Its desire for the divine thoughts of living people finally overcomes the fear in its heart.


    After hesitating for a while, the ghost thought turned into a yin wind and rushed into the sea of ??consciousness of the ink painting.


    And the moment it enters the sea of ??consciousness of the ink painting, the ending is already destined.


    In the sea of ??consciousness, Mo Hua''s divine thought incarnation opened his golden eyes and looked at a gloomy and evil ghost thought in front of him.


    There were golden blood patterns flowing on his body, emitting powerful majesty.


    Every piece of ghost thought was trembling.


    It knew that this human was enough to make the sneaky fear, but it did not expect that when it entered the sea of ??consciousness, what it saw was such a terrifying existence.


    The ghost thoughts turned into a cold wind again, and he turned around and wanted to escape.


    But it can''t escape at all.


    As soon as the ink painting stretched out his palm, the golden array pattern appeared, condensed into a chain, and completely blocked the shadow of the ghost thought. No matter how hard it struggled and roared, it could not break through.


    After a moment, the ghost thoughts fell silent.


    But Mo Hua frowned.


    The next moment, a harsh roar sounded, like a shrill cry made by a woman before she was tortured.


    The ghost thoughts suddenly turned red.


    The pupils of ink painting shrank.


    "Is this a sign of... a ghost-like transformation?"


    It is going to transform into a real evil spirit?


    At the same time, a foul-changing aura emanated from it. This foul-changing aura seemed to contain a strange mutant law, which could distort the avenue and corrupt the divine consciousness.


    The golden lock formation condensed by the ink painting with its powerful divine consciousness was also slightly eroded and broken inch by this evil aura.


    The expression of ink painting changed slightly.


    It is indeed the aura of evil spirits. Although it is still very weak, it is already very obvious.


    "You can''t let her become a demon if she is really evil..."


    Mo Hua sighed, and a golden sword condensed from his hand. With just one sword, it pierced through Gui Nian''s forehead.


    This ghost thought does not dodge.


    It seemed to know that in front of Mo Hua, which was almost a "god", all its efforts were just struggling to death.


    It''s just unwilling to accept it.


    Before it was dying, it slightly condensed its body and revealed its original appearance.


    This is a woman who was burned by the fire of karma and completely destroyed her face, with a hideous and terrifying face.


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


    "Why?"


    The female ghost''s voice was hoarse, as if several resentment were intertwined, and she was distraught.


    "Why…"


    "I died tragically, I became a ghost, but I still can''t kill them?"


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


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


    "Why, I became a ghost, or can''t get revenge?"


    "Why, when you are alive, it is me who dies, and it is me who is damn?"


    "The way of heaven is the most vassal? Where is the way of heaven?"


    She let out a terrifying laugh like a night owl.


    It is difficult for ink painting to associate 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 a half-step evil thought of a ghost, and he had to die.


    Mo Hua sighed deeply, his eyes firmly, and said slowly:


    "If you stay in the world, you will only kill innocent people indiscriminately. Go with peace of mind..."


    "The people you want to kill... I''ll kill for you."


    "The way of heaven may not be fair, but since your resentment disappears in my hands, your enemy will also die in my hands..."


    The sound of ink paintings is both cold and merciful.


    The female ghost was stunned.


    It stood blankly, letting the sword light of Mo Hua cut it to pieces.


    But at the same time, its hideous appearance was gradually destroyed, and the scorched marks on its body were gradually recovering, as if they had become the quiet and gentle "Sister Ye".


    She looked at Mo Hua deeply, stared at Mo Hua''s eyes, her voice as delicate and gentle as before, and nodded:


    "good."


    After that, the sword light flashed.


    Her figure, along with resentment and evil spirits, all dissipated.


    But at the same time, ink paintings can sense that there seems to be a "cause and effect" in the dark, entangling itself.


    This is a causal agreement.


    It is also the promise I made to the evil ghost.


    The net of heaven is vast and sparse without leakage.


    what goes around comes around.


    In this world, good people may die, but evil people must never live.


    The ink painting''s eyes are as sharp as a sword.


    He looked around again, let go of his spiritual consciousness and checked his sea of ??consciousness, and confirmed that there was no abnormality, so he exited from his sea of ??consciousness.


    The spiritual consciousness was traced back, and the ink painting opened his eyes.


    The room was full of burnt marks, but the yin energy had faded a lot, and there was no such gloomy feeling as cold as it was.


    It seems that I have understood some kind of grudge.


    Or, this kind of feud is entangled in one''s own cause and effect.


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


    Nothing bad...


    The stick I hit was not seriously injured.


    After all, I am not a physical practice.


    The reason why she was still unconscious was probably because she was temporarily possessed by the evil ghost, and her spiritual consciousness was affected and suffered some losses, so she was still in a coma for the time being.


    But others can do nothing about what others know about the sea of ??things.


    He can only solve the problems in his sea of ??consciousness.


    Even if it is the incarnation of the evil god, when he reaches his sea of ??consciousness, he will have to be peeled, disinfected, and made into "teppanyaki".


    But he had no choice but to know other people''s sea of ??consciousness.


    Even the evil spirits in reality are not easy to deal with as long as they do not enter his sea of ??consciousness.


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


    “Senior sister…”


    "Hey, senior sister, wake up..."


    But before the flowers were awakened, Mo Hua suddenly changed his expression.


    Someone?


    There was a female cultivator who didn''t know if she noticed the abnormal movement here and was walking towards here little by little.


    Not good...


    Ink painting thought for a little while and immediately used the hidden technique.


    But after the display, his figure did not disappear.


    Ink painting was stunned.


    What''s the situation?


    He sensed the surroundings for a while, and then he was surprised to find that the entire disciples of Baihua Valley had a brilliant development array set up.


    It is estimated that it is at least three or more.


    When the ink painting came, I was afraid of being exposed, so I did not release my spiritual consciousness and observed it everywhere, but I didn''t notice it for a moment.


    Mo Hua’s head hurts a little.


    “There’s no more…”


    He thought about it and found a few flowers from the shallow storage bag of flowers, and several of them happened to be magnolia.


    Ink painting placed magnolia where Ye Jin burned himself to death.


    Then he returned to Hua Qianqian, pretended to shake her body with a worried look on his face, and said anxiously in a low voice:


    "Senior sister, what''s wrong with you, senior sister? wake up..."


    The monk''s aura is getting closer and closer.


    The footsteps are also subtle and verisible.


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


    She looked inside the house with a warning expression and happened to see Hua Qianqian lying on the ground and the ink painting with a worried look on her face.


    While the woman looked at Mo Hua, Mo Hua also looked at her without leaving any trace from the corner of her eyes.


    After seeing it, Mo Hua couldn''t help but feel shocked.


    He actually knew this woman.


    During the Chinese New Year, in the Gu family courtyard, Elder Gu Hong showed a portrait when introducing Uncle Gu’s blind date.


    I have also seen that portrait.


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


    (This chapter ends)