Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Then I watched the corpse defile the relic with the corpse gas, and closed the space crack. Later, I tried to approach, but there were countless zombie in the corpse day and night. There is also not enough powerful mana to wash away the corpse gas from the relic, let it renew the spiritual power, and open the cracks. “

Speaking of this, Yang Siling rushed to Ye Shaoyang shook the head, saying: “Even if you are a Celestial Master, you can only play 1% of your mana here. There is no way to remove the corpse. It is impossible to do it, and you have nothing else. Magical Artifact. “

Ye Shaoyang meditation for a moment, before his eyes lighted up and said, “I have something, but unfortunately remove the corpse, let alone the body of white-haired zombie, even the corpse king doesn’t matter!”

Yang Siling looked at him sternly: “Where to find such a powerful Magical Artifact?”

“No need to find it, it’s on me, my blood can be.” Ye Shaoyang further explained, “I’m Celestial Master blood, although other Magical Artifact can’t bring in, but since I’m a entity, my blood always exists Right. “

Yang Siling was surprised by the nodded, saying, “How can you break through the zombie? The 4th floor is full of zombie and can’t rush in.”

Ye Shaoyang: “How did you go to Class 408 with that monk last time?”

Speaking of this, a reverence was revealed in the spiritual eyes of Yang Si, saying: “We originally cut the peach stick and used it as a Magical Artifact, rushed to the 4th floor, and was surrounded by the corpse. The Master burned himself at the last moment. , Forming an unknown fire that zombie didn’t dare to approach, rushed into classroom 408 at a stretch, was blocked by the corpse demon, and his body burned to ashes … “

Ye Shaoyang was sighing in his heart, remembering that he had contacted the Buddhism monk who he had heard of: he was far away like Master Cheng Yun who sealed the No. 4 dormitory building and suppressed Feng Xinyu, and there was a quiet wind that turned on the lamp and blocked the ghost mother. Now, I have heard another example. These Buddhism Masters have chosen to sacrifice themselves in order to help others, or to prove their own Dao.

But he still shook the head and said, “I will not use my blood to open the way, we can think of other ways.”

Yang Siling said: “What’s the solution?”

Ye Shaoyang said, “Don’t worry, isn’t it to think slowly.”

Yang Siling said: “I’m not in a hurry, anyway, I’m dead, you’re different. It should be summer in your body. If your fleshhy body is outside, you can park it for a few hours at most. It will become stinky and decay after a long time. You only have a few days at most, and we can only do things during the day. “

Her words gave Ye Shaoyang a sense of urgency.

The two went on to talk. Ye Shaoyang learned that in this space, in addition to Yang Siling, there was also a guy who was also a ghost from the world, called Chen Yujie, and was one of the group of forced suicides.

Those who committed suicide with him, the soul was sealed in the golden silk wood, refining by Ziyue, he is not a mage, but because of an accident, the soul left the golden silk wood, was inhaled here with the Buddhism Master, and survived Until now, it is very rare.

“The rest of the people are in this space. They are living people. I explained this to you before. They are survivors. They need to eat and sleep. There were some survivors, but some Deaths from illnesses and accidents are more often killed by zombie. Only ten people can survive to this day … “

Ye Shaoyang counted in his heart and said, “I have been working till now, according to the algorithm of outside time, it has been 30 years, one hour is counted as one day here, 2 hours per day …”

Yang Siling interrupted him helplessly and said, “Ye Celestial Master, you are wrong. They live here for 30 years.”

Ye Shaoyang stunned, pats the brain, “Yes, I’m mistaken, then these people are also in their 50s now?”

Yang Siling nodded, “They need to eat and sleep, they will be injured, and they will grow old.”

Ye Shaoyang suddenly thought of an important question: “What have they eaten these years?”

Yang Siling said: “The air composition here is not the same as World World. Yin Qi is heavier, so some plants grow differently. There are a few pieces of too old in the garden, which are cut and grown every day, allowing them to have a belly.”

Ye Shaoyang is slowly nodded. He is no stranger to the term “too old”, and there are people in the world. He is called “Middle Chinese Meat”. It is a very magical fungus that appeared in ancient times of war or famine. Many history books have recorded this, and it has been cut and grown every day, and it is considered to be given by God to the suffering human beings.

In fact, every time there is war or famine, there will be a large number of dead people. Many people die. Yin Qi is full of sorrows, and the living environment of too old is just growing in a cold place.

Ye Shaoyang scratched his head and said, “The taste of Tai Sui is good, but I eat it every day. It would be too terrifying to eat for decades …”

Yang Siling said: “What can be done, in order to live, and there are other plants in the garden and woods, they have also tried to plant some, which can be considered to improve food.”

Ye Shaoyang said, “What about you, what are you eating here?”

“We are essentially souls, as long as we absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, we can survive, just like the ghosts in the world, without eating or sleeping.”

“No need to eat and sleep … That’s fine.”

Yang Siling heave a long sigh, saying: “It is good not to eat and not to sleep … you can only think wildly at night. One sitting is one night. It is really painful.”

The two talked for a while, and Yang Siling said: “Let’s rest. Although I don’t need to sleep, I still lie down every night and close my eyes to imitate sleep. It feels better.”

Ye Shaoyang looked at the only bed in the room, and said a little awkwardly, “Let’s sleep, I just sit on the ground.”

Yang Siling faintly smiled, “We are ghosts now, so don’t care so much, just rest together.”

Ye Shaoyang can’t say it. Although the two ghosts are really irrelevant and seem to be incapable of doing anything, they feel uncomfortable and can’t get through the heart.

So Yang Siling had to roll out a quilt for him from the cabinet, spread it on the ground, and said, “Although this is not the same as World Watch, the dust doesn’t stick to it, but you are not used to it just now, let’s make a floor.”

Ye Shaoyang thanked him, laid the bedding on the ground, lay down, and then Yang Siling blew off the oil lamp, and went to bed by the moonlight coming in through the window.

Ye Shaoyang wanted to ask her where the lamp oil came from. When she saw her lying on the bed and stopped talking, she didn’t ask again. She lay down with her head on her arms and thought of her current situation. It was really mixed feelings. Don’t say that people are not sleepy here, even if they are sleepy, he can’t sleep at all.

(Yesterday because of delays, I had to get up early to light up today, rush out 2 chapters overnight, and then write after returning in the afternoon, without owing more.)