After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 147|Revolving Lantern

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Another jade sign.

Qiao Wan's head felt as if it had exploded, her temples were pounding, and the damaged consciousness in the sea of ​​​​consciousness was soaring, as if it was about to break through the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

It felt like putting a person in a container that did not fit the size. In an instant, Qiao Wan's back was soaked with cold sweat.

I took a hard look at the clothes on the corpse. Although the men in the box were cut into pieces, it could still be seen through the remaining cloth that they were the same as the Yin soldiers on the street. Standard armor.

This jade badge should be something similar to identification worn when marching.

Xuanwu Sect, Lingxiao Sect and Qingyun Sect, she had never heard of the existence of these sects before. If she could find information about these sects, she should be able to find out the secret of this Yin soldier. origin.

But at this moment, the corpse in the willow box suddenly began to squirm.

The **** head with eyes closed suddenly opened its eyes, and a **** hand suddenly grabbed forward!

Having a splitting headache, Qiao Wan was caught off guard and dragged into the wooden box.

Click.

The willow box closed again.

After falling into a box of corpses, the overwhelming smell of blood and decay penetrated into his nose. He felt the subtle touch beneath his body. After realizing what had happened, Qiao Wan was stunned, and the hairs all over his body exploded!

Under her body was a box of man's body parts.

□□Mom.

Her heart beat out of control and she almost cursed. Qiao Wan hurriedly got up and reached out to push the lid of the box.

No push.

Qiao Wan's heart sank.

The box was nailed back tightly.

Her eyes fell into darkness, and the only thing accompanying her was a box of broken corpses.

This box doesn't look big, but it can actually fit a whole living person.

Even if I have experienced the Centipede Bodhisattva and the Pagoda, the feeling of being locked up with a box of broken corpses is completely different.

Feeling the cold and sticky touch beneath her body, Qiao Wan's back felt numb.

God knows where she is sitting now, on her wrist? Or on the feet?

But no matter how scared she was, she still had to fight hard. Qiao Wan stretched out her hand and slowly groped in the box, swallowed, and tried to stabilize her mind.

There must be a trap in this box.

Deliberately ignoring the strange feeling under his hands, Qiao Wan finally seemed to reach something, something cold.

Before she could explore it carefully, the thing paused for a second and suddenly wrapped around her finger!

This feeling! It's the hand!

At that moment, Qiao Wan could feel the blood all over her body starting to freeze.

What she touched was a piece of her little finger.

The little finger suddenly wrapped around her finger. At the same time, the corpse underneath her body squirmed as if alive and gradually came up.

……

Yu Xingzhi: "The murderous coffin?!"

No inn is made like a coffin. This is not an inn at all. The whole inn is like a coffin inside and out!

Realizing something was wrong, Yu Xingzhi's expression changed: "Then Lu Cixian?!"

Ma Huaizhen's eyes were stern and he turned his wheelchair directly into the two-story inn in front of him without hesitation: "Go in and take a look."

……

Qiao Wan felt as if she had had a dream.

Look down.

He was dressed in coarse cloth, with a **** on his shoulder and a broad hand.

This is not her hand.

Hold the **** tightly and take a few steps forward in a daze.

She was dragged into the wooden box by "Jing Yongxin" before, and then Jing Yongxin's body parts wrapped her... Thinking about it, Qiao Wan suddenly realized that she might have been dragged into Jing Yongxin's memories. ?

Just after taking a few steps forward, a call suddenly came from behind.

"Yongxin!"

Qiao Wan turned around, and saw several dark-skinned teenagers running over barefoot. The two brothers put their hands on their shoulders and asked with a smile: "I heard that aunt gave you another brother?"

Qiao Wan thought silently, it seems that these are indeed Jing Yongxin's memories.

Calm down, Qiao Wan quietly walked through Jing Yongxin’s past again.

Jing Yongxin is no different from ordinary monks. His family has been farmers for generations, making a living by foraging in the fields. Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time and caught up with the invasion of the demonic realm.

The demon realm invades, the world is in chaos, strange phenomena occur, and monsters run rampant.

Except for Jing Yongxin, none of the six members of the Jing family had spiritual roots. So under this situation, Jing Yongxin left home naturally and entered the world of cultivation. Due to insufficient qualifications, he could only join the world of cultivation. The famous Qingyun Sect.

Later, when he went to the battlefield, he was chopped into pieces before he could react. Before he died, he still had an unsent letter from home in his arms.

Jing Yongxin’s life flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern, finally settling on a valley littered with corpses.

The valley has thousands of walls standing on both sides, the valley is steep and narrow, and the strong wind is constant all year round.

"Qiao Wan" or rather, Jing Yongxin looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.

The banner with the word "summer" fell down, corpses were scattered all over the field, and blood flowed into rivers.

I can no longer feel the injuries on my body. The fresh wind blew my face with blood and dust, my lungs felt like bellows, and my heart beat like a hammer.

The scene in front of me seemed to be slowed down instantly, so slow that I could hear every breath.

Thick and short.

Huh——

Huh——

Huh——

Looking up, the sun hung coldly in the sky, and the sunlight was dazzling.

Qiao Wan's lungs felt as if they were about to explode, and every breath he took felt like he was trying his best.

A flower in front of my eyes.

A hoarse roar could be heard in my ears: "Get out!! Get out quickly!!"

As soon as he turned his head, he came face to face with a face with split-eyed eyes. This man's features looked a bit like Cen Xiangnan's.

"Cen Xiangnan"'s eyes were blood red, foam was flying from his mouth, and he hissed: "Feng Zhao has betrayed!!"

Feng Zhao rebelled?

Who is Feng Zhao?

Before Qiao Wan could react, a golden light flew past, and the man in front of him was beheaded on the spot!

The blood spurted out and poured all over Qiao Wan.

This golden light moved up and down in the valley, coming and going. In a few short moments, like a sickle cutting wheat, the monks fell to the ground.

Blood was soaked in the gravel, and the rough mountain wind howling in the valley slapped his face.

This golden light finally fell back into the hands of a young monk wearing cassocks.

The young monk has a good appearance and a gentle and friendly smile. The wind blows the sleeves of his cassock. He steps over the corpses on the ground and walks over step by step. When he raises his head, a pair of green eyes are revealed! !

Jing Yongxin stumbled forward!

Before he ran a few steps away, his eyes suddenly lit up, and criss-crossing dazzling golden lights came straight into his eyes.

Jing Yongxin opened his eyes in disbelief and looked desperately at a "red line" that spread rapidly in the palm of his hand. The red line spread rapidly along the palm to his wrists, neck, and thighs.

In the blink of an eye, the whole person from head to neck, hands, feet, and torso burst into pieces.

The last thing I saw before I died was a figure in blue clothes stained with blood. The man stood with a sword across his body, and a few powerful words were engraved on the black and gold sword hilt.

"Hear this and do everything".

Qiao Wan woke up suddenly!

Before death, he was horrified to the point of twisted despair, and his suppressed breathing still seemed to be echoing in his ears.

This is Jing Yongxin’s memory before he died, as for the monk he saw before he died.

Four words immediately popped into my mind.

The evil Buddha with blue eyes.

Qiao Wan's back instantly tensed up, a chill running up her tailbone.

……

The inn was empty.

There is no back view of Lu Cixian.

Ma Huaizhen's face darkened slightly, and his eyes looked around in a circle.

No on the first floor.

I went upstairs, but there was nothing on the second floor.

Almost tripping over a few willow boxes in front of him, Yu Xingzhi frowned and asked the "girl" next to him: "What is this?"

Wang Ruyi said strangely: "I have never seen these boxes before."

Ma Huaizhen said decisively: "Open it and take a look."

Prying open the box, Yu Xing was stunned, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

A box of body parts!

The head is on top, and the hands, feet and other pieces of meat are neatly placed below. There is also a jade plaque under the head.

Looking over these willow boxes, Yu Xingzhi obviously thought of something bad, and his face turned blue: "Is it all in these boxes?"

"Jade plaque," Ma Huaizhen said in a deep voice: "Bring it to me."

Yu Xingzhi glanced at the man in the wheelchair complicatedly.

As soon as he pried open the wooden box and saw the broken corpses in this box, Ma Huaizhen didn't even move his eyebrows.

Take the jade token from Yu Xingzhi and take a look.

"Cao Luping..."

"Giant Spirit Gate..."

"Twenty-four years..."

Ma Huaizhen clutched the jade plaque with a deep look.

The battle flag with the word "summer".

On the way here, Lu Cixian said that he had seen "Xuanwu Sect" and "Lingxiao Sect" on the jade plaque, plus the "Giant Spirit Gate" on the jade plaque.

Basically, he has been able to determine the identities of these Yin soldiers.

Ma Huaizhen looked strange, Yu Xingzhi frowned and said, "Ma...senior?"

Ma Huaizhen put the jade plaque into his sleeve and raised his eyes: "Look for Lu Cixian first."

The man's eyes were cold and he scanned the willow boxes in front of him one by one.

Twelve boxes were silent and quietly piled in the aisle on the second floor.

The silence is only temporary.

The entire inn is like a large sinister coffin, so you can't stay here for too long.

At this moment, one of the willow boxes suddenly moved!

The willow box shook for a while, and the lid was pushed open from the inside.

The moment the thing climbed out of the box, Ma Huaizhen made a quick decision, turned the wheelchair, protected Wang Ruyi, shook his body, and kicked the **** thing away two feet away!

The contents of the box rumbled down the stairs.

Plop——

Hit his face to the ground.

Qiao Wan, who had just climbed out of the willow box and was kicked downstairs, wiped the nosebleed under her nose in a daze: ... Damn, it hurts.

After seeing clearly what he was kicking away, the stern expression on Ma Huaizhen's face became particularly subtle for a moment. After a while, he calmly moved his feet behind the wheelchair.

Yu Xingzhi looked back at the willow box still stuffed with body parts, and then at Qiao Wan who had just crawled out of the box. He was suddenly horrified. He looked at Qiao Wan as if he were looking at a pervert: " Lu Cixian?"

Wang Ruyi poked his head out from behind Ma Huaizhen and blinked: "Xiao Lu?"

Without the slightest sense of kicking the wrong person, Ma Huaizhen looked back and whispered very calmly and elegantly: "Now that you have found it, go out first. You can't stay here for too long."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the inn suddenly closed with a loud bang.

Another gloomy male voice suddenly sounded.

Yan Shiyuan stood in front of the door with a gloomy expression: "Fellow Taoists, you came here uninvited, rummaged through the things below and want to leave now?"