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Text Chapter 305: Beside the Lingshan Mountain, the ghost fetus

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    Just after the Qingming Festival, it was raining continuously in the mountains of Southwest Shu. The dark clouds in the sky seemed to be unable to disperse. The rain fell day after day from dark to dawn, making people panic.  It was groggy inside a big thatched house in the mountains, with the cold wind blowing through the hall and the sound of ghosts crying.  Several oil lamps emitted feeble light, shining into the mottled old lacquered wood shrine on the wall, and behind the unknown statue of a god or Buddha, a shadow writhing like a ghost was drawn.  This room is full of ordinary mountain people who have been farming near Taoyuan Valley in Qingcheng Mountain for generations.  Each of them was wrapped in thick blankets and breathed in endless smoke, but even if they curled up tightly into a ball, they still couldn't stop the cold air from going straight into their bones.  Old Huangtou brought a copper brazier that was burning brightly. The hot fire and the sound of bamboo sticks and charcoal wood seemed to give people a little more courage, but there were still people in the room who chatted involuntarily.  Shivering and making soft gurgling noises.  Suddenly the door curtain swayed, and a cloud of cold water vapor poured in, making the charcoal fire in the copper basin dim.  A slim figure wearing a bamboo hat and an indigo-colored Bagua Taoist robe got into the thatched house.  The female Taoist priest brushed off the water droplets on her robe, reached out and took off her bamboo hat, revealing a dark cloud-like bun, and a solemn expression on her oval face that was white and rosy.  Old Huangtou hurriedly leaned over. While handing over the hot tea, he asked in a low voice impatiently: "Xiangu Qingling, have you been to see her?" Ning Qingling nodded and took it.  I just held the stoneware tea cup in my palms to warm my hands, then put the cup aside.  She turned her eyes and found a shivering figure in the corner of the thatched house. She sighed and said, "Xiaosan, it's been too long. Not only can Acui's life not be saved, this time is also very dangerous!"  The man named "Xiao San" trembled all over, with a look of despair on his face.  He opened his blue and purple withered lips, as if he wanted to say something, but all he could hear was a suffocating sound coming from his throat, but he was still unable to say even a single word.  When Old Huangtou heard Ning Qingling mention the danger, his face immediately turned pale, and he asked tremblingly: "Xiangu, where does this danger come from?" Ning Qingling glanced at Old Huangtou,  He said angrily: "I don't know what kind of monster A Cui has in her belly. I don't know what kind of freak she is. She has a sinister aura before she was born. It must be something ominous. But if we want to get rid of this evil spirit now, I'm afraid that A Cui will  It¡¯s hard to find the bones.¡± Ominous freak?  When the mountain people in the house heard this, they all felt a chill on the back of their necks, as if some demon or ghost had breathed a breath of evil behind their backs.  There was a rustling sound, and many people subconsciously moved to the wall and stood with their backs against the wall.  "I told you that she was an evil creature. I told you to light a fire quickly and burn that bitch A Cui, but you refused! Now that it has caused trouble, everyone should stop living!" A gray-haired old woman suddenly stood up from the chair.  She started to bounce, her voice cracked, she stretched out her fingers like dry branches, pointed at the mistress and shouted sternly, "What did the compassionate master of Baiyun Temple say? There is a ghost in your house, and it is here to collect all of us."  The evil star in the life of the villagers! Huang San, the evil seed you left in A Cui's belly. The two of you are in conflict, and the two of you will be born together, and the child will never be a good thing!  Yin De, don't stay here and harm others. Go collect firewood and light a fire. Then you, that bitch, and the monster in her belly will be burned! My old lady, for the sake of your thief father,  Tomorrow I will ask the masters from Baiyun Temple to perform a ritual to save you and your family and go on your journey in peace. Don¡¯t harm the people in the village!¡± ¡°Stop talking nonsense here!¡± Ning Qingling turned her head sharply and looked at this person.  The crazy old woman stared.  I saw a strange light flashing in her eyes, and an invisible force forcefully pushed the old woman back into the chair.  The old woman was thrashing around with her hands and feet, shouting horribly, but seeing Ning Qingling's face sinking, and a cold light appearing in her almond-shaped eyes, she was immediately frightened to the point where her body was like chaff, and she was as silent as a cicada. She huddled in her chair and cried, not daring to stop.  Make a statement.  "A Cui is dying now because she was killed by the gang of drunkard monks from Baiyun Temple!" Ning Qingling shouted in a deep voice, "If you hadn't blindly believed in those ignorant flower monks, you would have come to Xuanzhen Temple three to five days earlier to look for it.  I, Ah Cui's life can still be saved!" Old Huangtou made a sad face and stammered, "Please help me from Fairy Qingling! There are dozens of mortals in the village.  Farmers, with their backs to the sky and their faces to the loess, only do good deeds and never do evil. But now they have somehow attracted demons and monsters. Let us learn what to do! " "What are you afraid of? After it is born, kill it with a sword.  That's it!" Ning Qingling's face was covered with frost, and she shook her robe sleeves and said, "Since you believe in those monks from Baiyun Temple, why don't you go and invite them to show off their power and show me the evil spirit!"  Ning Qingling's voice has not yet finishedHuang San, who was huddled in the corner, suddenly jumped up. He reached out and picked up the copper brazier on the ground, lowered his head and stepped forward, about to rush out the door.  The brazier was extremely hot, making Xiao Sanyi's hands squeak, but he didn't notice it at all.  "What kind of madness are you having?" Ning Qingling stood in front of the door, raised her hand and pushed the mistress back, and the copper brazier fell to the ground with a clang.  Looking at Xiao San's fleshy palms, the flesh was already scorched black. This sturdy and simple man knelt on the ground and cried loudly, with tears streaming down his face. He shouted in a miserable voice: "A Cui, we don't harm anyone, let's die together!  " Ning Qingling saw Huang San's incoherent words and her consciousness gradually became blurred. She quickly pointed her finger and released a wisp of feminine invisible power, shocking the mistress to death.  Junior Sister Xiao Ning glared at the old woman and Old Huangtou again, and said in a cold voice: "This matter has nothing to do with the horoscopes of Xiaosan and A Cui. A Cui was also harmed by a demon, and her body was taken away from her.  "It is a cauldron that breeds evil seeds." "I would like to ask Fairy Girl, who is the demon who harmed A Cui?" "I can't tell you. He is probably someone with a high level of Taoism who uses the body of an ordinary woman to cultivate evil seeds."  "Young corpses and old ghosts." As soon as Ning Qingling said this, the ordinary mountain people in the thatched house were frightened out of their wits.  The old woman turned her head and looked around in horror, as if there was an old corpse from the mountains with a green face and fangs hidden in this thatched cottage.  Old Huangtou stumbled under his feet and collapsed on the ground. His face was ashen, his limbs were twitching, and his body was shaking as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.  "Under the towering Qingcheng Mountain, what kind of climate can a golden corpse monster with ten thousand years of Taoism achieve?" Ning Qingling sneered, threw out a cinnabar paper charm, and dropped it into the copper brazier to be burned.  A surging force of true Yang arose, instantly dispelling the coldness around him.  The golden clouds overflowed in the thatched house, as warm as the summer solstice, and everyone's faces improved a little.  But before Old Huangtou could get up, he suddenly heard a strange "squeaking" sound coming from the beams of the thatched house, like a wild cat hissing at night or a baby crying.  Is there really something dirty hidden in this house?  Hearing these strange sounds, the mountain people suddenly felt a cold air rising from the soles of their feet and rushing straight to the top of the door. The hair on their bodies stood on end. They all held their heads and exclaimed. No one dared to raise their eyes to see what was going on.  Some mountain people wanted to rush out of the house to escape, but their legs and feet couldn't use the strength at all. They fell to the ground and rolled into a ball.  "You monster is so brave!" Ning Qingling seemed to have expected it. She shouted loudly and used her hand to pinch. A wisp of green light flew out from her sleeve and went straight to the beam.  There was another strange "squeak" sound above the head, and the straw curtain suddenly flew outwards. A vague gray and black object fell from the beam, and he fled through the door in panic.  "You really have a lot of eyes, ears and eyes. I want to see how many ghost-embodied dharma bodies you, the old demon, have refined?" Ning Qingling waved her hand and released a wave of precious light, covering the big thatched house.  She said hurriedly to Old Huangtou: "If you stay in the house, you will be fine. If you step out even half a step, life or death will be unknown. Remember!" After that, a goose-yellow thousand-year-old peach wood Yaoqin appeared out of thin air.  , holding her body through the door, and flew into the hazy rain and mist.  A hundred steps southwest of this thatched cottage, there was a dilapidated bark hut. In front of the door, a yellow ox and a black dog lay dead on the ground. That was where Huang San and Atui lived.  Ning Qingling saw that the small roof was filled with black air and evil spirits were rising into the sky, and she knew that the evil fetus in A Cui's belly might have broken out of her body and revealed herself.  So she stopped chasing the black shadow just now, turned away from the light, and flew towards the hut made of tree bark.  Before anyone could reach the door, they heard a "click" sound. The thin wooden door was torn into pieces, and the scattered pieces of wood were stained with dripping blood.  A dark red demonic light of violent blood flew out of the house wrapped in a black baby with no eyes, mouth, nose and ears.  As soon as the Nine Yin ghost fetus was born, there was a fishy wind billowing hundreds of feet around, and the stench was astounding to the nostrils. When the rainwater fell on the ground, it immediately turned into pus and blood. The situation was extremely terrifying.  Although this evil fetus had no words or words, it emitted a harsh and unpleasant hissing sound from its body. As soon as it raised its five-inch forearm, a large swath of blood swept towards Ning Qingling.  "I'll kill you, you devil, and let me see if your master shows up?" Ning Qingling raised her eyebrows and sat cross-legged three feet above the ground.  The thousand-year-old peach wood Yaoqin fell in front of her knees, she raised her ten fingers, and twelve tones of the demon-suppressing sound burst into the air. ??????????????????? Golden light flashed randomly, and the bloody wind and rain flew ten feet in front of Ning Qingling, all of which turned into gentle breeze and gentle rain.  Thousands of golden lotuses emerged from the rolling blood on the ground. The stench was gone and a strange fragrance filled the air.  Even the drizzle that was falling in the mountains turned into a shower of flowers in an instant.  The twelve demon-suppressing sounds shook the Nine-Yin Ghost's body, causing black smoke to flow from its body, and it let out the scream of a wild cat on the verge of death.  Ning Qingling took advantage of the situation and stood up. She touched her left hand and a gold paper talisman flew out. She pointed her right hand at her.With a flick, a heavenly golden needle containing the Taoist Yuanyang true fire shot out, pierced the gold paper talisman, and nailed it to the forehead of Jiuyin Ghost Fetus.  A cloud of golden clouds emerged from the true text of the Demon Refining Cloud, trapping the Nine Yin Ghost Fetus in the center.  The real fire was flowing on the talisman paper, and the nine-yin ghost fetuses were screaming wildly.  Ning Qingling raised her breath and let out a clear scream, shaking out a silver-patterned silk ribbon from her sleeve.  One end of this silk ribbon was wrapped around her jade-like wrist, and the other end was wrapped around the hilt of a pure white flying sword that was one and a half feet long.  I saw the flying sword whirling and flying away through the wind, like a silver snake coming out of its hole.  How can the Jiuyin Ghost Fetus, which was burnt to death by the golden paper talisman, be able to withstand Ning Qingling's flying sword?  I saw a bright silver light passing through his heart. The body of the Nine Yin ghost turned into a ball of pus and blood, and was wrapped in the true fire. After only three or five breaths, it disappeared into ashes. The silver light turned, and the pure white flying sword fell.  Returned to Ning Qingling's palm.  Junior sister Xiao Ning held the sword in one hand and pressed the peach wood Yaoqin with the other hand. She raised her eyes and looked around, focusing on alertness.  She said loudly: "The ghost fetus of Jiuyin has been dispersed, and you have wasted a year in vain, and you still don't show up to fight with me? Under Qingcheng Mountain, there is no room for you, a monster, to cause harm to the ordinary mountain people!" "You are a doll!  , the whole body is filled with vitality, the skin is carved with pink and jade, and the skin is tender, and it is a fine cauldron! How can I see this is just a nine-yin ghost fetus?  Forcing me to reveal myself is actually a bait set by me to lure you, a little girl, into a trap!" Five feet away from Ning Qingling's back, a stream of black smoke suddenly emerged from the soil and turned into ashes!  A dark figure nine feet tall.  The instigator of this tragedy in the mountain village was indeed an old demon with profound spiritual knowledge.  Seeing that his face is lively and lively, without any signs of death, his eyes are full of green phosphorescent fire, and there are little golden glows under the green and black skin around his body. His fangs and nails are as white as ivory. It can be seen that this old demon of the Yin Corpse is also there.  It has been sealed in the underground spiritual orifice for five thousand years, and the dead flesh of the corpse has been transformed into a blue and golden body, which is difficult to be damaged by ordinary magic weapons.  Under the feet of this old demon of the Yin Corpse, there is a dark platform of infant ghosts. The platform is made up of thousands of Nine-Yin ghost fetuses, many of which have all seven orifices.  Obviously, there are hundreds of years of Taoism.  "I'm afraid it wasn't me who threw myself into a trap today, but you were seeking your own death. The Qingcheng Immortal Sect's Yuanming Cave is very close at hand. Even if you want to escape now, it's too late." Ning Qingling suddenly raised her hands.  Turning around, she put away the peach wood Yaoqin and the flying sword. She smiled towards the sky above her head and said, "Junior brothers, you haven't shown yourself yet. If you let this old devil get away, you will be beaten when you return to the mountain."  "Sure enough, we can't hide from Senior Sister Qingling's discernment! We, our fellow apprentices, are here to kill demons and slay demons. Senior Sister doesn't have to work too hard, just watch from the side!" Four rays of blue-green sword light penetrated the rain clouds and landed on them.  Between Ning Qingling and this corpse demon.  Four Taoists wearing the robes of the true disciples of the Qingcheng Immortal Sect, wearing Hunyuan scarves on their heads, and blue ribbons on their waists, and holding three-foot pine pattern magic swords, showed up and bowed to Ning Qingling.  "Daqi, Dahe, Xingzhen, and Xingwei, you four dignified seven-foot-tall men are really good at it. You are hiding aside to watch me, a weak woman, fighting with such a ferocious old demon. I won't come out unless I call you. It's embarrassing.  Aren't you ashamed?" Ning Qingling stretched out her finger and gently scratched her cheek.  The faces of the four Qingcheng disciples were slightly red. Dong Daqi, the leading Qingcheng Immortal Sect true disciple, hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "If not Senior Sister Qingling, who can make this beast show its true form?" Junior Sister Xiaoning frowned and said:  "Don't come here to flatter me. Are you two using me as fishing bait? Are you looking for a fight?" "Don't dare, don't dare." Dong Daqi waved his hands in defense again and again, and he used his eyes to look around.  , asked cautiously, "Where is Senior Brother Xuanzhen?" "Wasn't he sent by Feng Dazhen, the master of Chaoxi Palace, to deliver a message? Although Minyi Gorge is not far away, I guess it's not that far away yet.  It can be turned around." Dong Daqi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Senior sister, you've been working hard, just watch the enemy's plundering formation for my fellow apprentices, and let's see how we capture this demon!" "I'm about to take a look at the Seven Swords of Qingcheng.  "Ning Qingling hid her mouth and smiled, then stepped aside lightly.  "Changlanglang" A cold light suddenly appeared, the spirit swords of the four true disciples of the Qingcheng Immortal Sect were unsheathed, and the four powerful qi machines connected together, covering the golden old corpse three feet away from the air.
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