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Chapter 81
Chapter 81 Kangli Bridge
At this moment, Jingxian was like falling into an ice cave. Even the 80,000 cold winds in the ghost world can't compare to the icy cold at the moment.
The invisible force in the air approached and hit Lu Yingjiu exactly—
At this time, Lu Yingjiu even laughed.
The neon outside the car window was bright and beautiful, spreading on his browbones and hair tips, with a touch of luster. He curled his lips and didn't speak, but Jingxian knew what he was thinking.
Just like on weekdays, Lu Yingjiu deliberately ridiculed him, and when he saw that he could only prove himself with actions after he was stunned, he also had this kind of gentle and cunning smile.
This smile makes Jingxian's heart move every time, and he can't wait to drag him lingering, tossing the whole night.
But at this time, his mind was blank. Mingming Lu Yingjiu was still sitting next to him, less than ten centimeters away from each other, he could take him back as long as he stretched out his hand—
But it was too late.
When it was empty, Lu Yingjiu disappeared.
Traffic returned to normal, whistles honked everywhere. Pedestrians began to move, and billboards changed color.
Everything in the world was back on track, Chen Xiaoling stretched his waist in a daze in the co-pilot, yawned, and said vaguely, "Why haven't we arrived at the hotel yet..."
No one answered her.
She murmured: "Are you two doing something shameful? Xiaolu, I said that the big goblin..."
She turned around.
The back seat was empty.
...
Salty taste.
The salty smell of sea water.
Lu Yingjiu's consciousness was hazy, and after a long time, he recognized the sound of waves in his ears. The sea breeze blew his face, blowing his hair, and the smell was reminiscent of dried chunks of coarse salt. If he had been bathed in the wind for too long, he might also smell the sea water.
I am... where?
His head hurt a little, and he opened his eyes, unable to focus his vision for a long time.
After a long time, he could clearly see the scene in front of him: the cold white lights shining, the black asphalt concrete floor, the scattered unmanned vehicles parked, the straight and neat steel cables falling from the sky, tightly hooking the sides of the road. Looking further afield, there is only a dark sea, and there is no light or land in sight.
This is a seaside bridge.
And he leaned against the isolation fence in the middle, as if he had just woken up from a dream.
The head still hurts very much, and with the occasional dizziness, ordinary people may not be able to sit still, but he supported his body and barely stood up and looked around.
There are sparse cars on the bridge, no drivers.
Most of the car was tattered, with broken glass, broken seats, half of the taillights smashed, and the trunk lid missing. Their fronts are facing in different directions, as if they had been hit by a huge force, such as a serious car accident.
The mobile phone has no signal, and the compass can't be used.
With the doors of several cars open, Lu Yingjiu sat in and rummaged through the driver's seat.
He did not find a driver's license, or anything that could prove the identity of the driver, but found half a cup of matcha latte, touched his hands, and the cup still had remaining heat. It didn't take long for the driver to leave.
But is there really someone around?
Lu Yingjiu stepped on the front cover of a red Chevrolet and got on the roof.
Looking at the bridge's body and the vehicle, they couldn't see the end, empty, and no half of their own shadows. There was another violent wind. On the entire sea bridge, there was only the clothes he and him.
Lu Yingjiu fell into a blank briefly.
He couldn't even determine whether this is the real world.
But he didn't hesitate, jumped out of the car and started to walk in one direction.
Walking and walking, his feet were warm.
"Oh!" The familiar voice came.
He looked down and saw the hair balls clinging to his feet, wagging their tails hard at him.
"...You also followed?" Lu Yingjiu couldn't help laughing, picked up the hair balls and scratched its chin.
"Ow!" hair balls replied.
—— Although its tail shakes almost, Lu Yingjiu still knows that it is not in a good mood.
After all, Lu Yingjiu pulled it for so many years, and knew it clearly about it: on the one hand, it was alerting the surrounding environment, on the other hand, it was gone, and it was unhappy.
So Lu Yingjiu hugged it and explained while walking, "I know you want him to come together ... but no."
"Ow?" hair balls looked up at him.
"The priest is restricted in the yang. He does not exert much strength, and there may be one or 20 % left." Lu Yingjiu said, "And he came to the yang with his flesh, and he violated the rule. It's really dead. "
He stepped on a piece of broken glass and squeaked under his feet.
The hair balls listened quietly.
He continued: "Both people and ghosts cannot compete with heaven. Before high -speed roads, he had killed the attendants of the Tiandao. At that time, I felt wrong."
At that time, Jing was holding him in the air, summoned a hundred ghosts, and tore the dog walking dogs. He rarely showed a ghost side in front of Lu Yingjiu, with sharp nails and horrible nails.
When the fantasy realm broke, they returned to Yao Gou's car, and Lu Yingjiu returned to his free arms.
His prolonged complexion was as usual, and he whispered to soothe him, but his body was cold, without breathing and no heartbeat.
Lu Yingjiu thought that after he was ghostly, his body had not returned to normal.
But then he was wrong and pondered: there was still a breathing heartbeat when he was leisurely and ghostly. Why did you get to the car?
The more he thought, the more he felt wrong.
Since the priests use the flesh, it is also a very serious thing for them to lose their lives, which often means that the power disappears and the physical body is about to destroy.
He was not seriously injured, so the only thing that could be explained was that he violated the law again and attracted punishment.
——The reason?
Because he was a priest, he tried to compete with heaven.
Lu Yingjiu faintly had this conjecture.
Until today, he took him in his arms and looked at the huge eyes in the sky, and his hands were cold again.
At this moment, Lu Yingjiu was determined, and his leisure was indeed fighting a huge pain.
The flesh -and -blood body is so fragile, how much pain should it hurt for the pain of breathing and heartbeat in an instant?
There is no way to imagine Lu Yingjiu.
But it was impossible for Jingxian to show any abnormality - based on what Lu Yingjiu knew about him, even when he was dying, what he thought was definitely not how to escape, but how to cut off another head.
At this point, walking on the unmanned bridge with hair balls, Lu Yingjiu continued: "So, I don't want him to continue to get involved in this matter."
He laughed and said, "Of course, even if there is no such a point, I will not let him continue to help me. I don't want to see him hurt because I get a little injury, let alone he will always be in danger. I should face alone for a person's war. "
Love is mutual.
How much he wants to protect him, he doesn't want to be injured.
The hair balls whispered, "Ow~~" and rubbed his hand.
"Um." Lu Yingjiu said, "I know I still have you. But you also see the consequences of fighting against heaven, I will not use your strength anymore."
hair balls: "Ow! Ow!" Very dissatisfied.
"It's okay." Lu Yingjiu rubbed it, "I will find a way myself."
During the talk, there was a burnt smell in the wind.
The smell was very pungent, and Lu Yingjiu could smell it clearly from a long distance. He looked forward, and the smoke was billowing.
A bypassing several crooked cars, a car that was scattered with black smoke appeared.
Its first half has been burned as a skeleton and is dark. There is also a hot temperature at the tail box, the flame is not extinguished, and the orange -red fire tongue licked the taillights.
Lu Yingjiu took a few steps forward, breathing stagnation-
I saw a burnt body in the driving position.
He squeezed a piece of rune paper.
The talisman paper floated in the air, and the crystal water flowed out of it and sprinkled in the thick smoke. The hair balls jumped out of his arms, opened his mouth wide to face the trunk, made a "vomit!" sound, and began to spit water out.
It usually drinks a lot of things, and now it is the same as a small waterwheel.
The fire of the tail box was a small cluster, and it quickly went out.
The driver's seat has been burned to carbonize, let alone noodles, even men or women can't distinguish it. Lu Yingjiu looked at the car, everything was burned, and he couldn't find clues.
He said to the hair balls, "Go in and look for it."
The hair balls were ordered, nimbly jumped in through the back door, and began to smell.
Taking advantage of this gap, Lu Yingjiu looked around.
A brand stands on the right side of the road, saying [Kangli Bridge, 228km]
Is this a milestone?
But how can there be a bridge that disappeared more than 200 kilometers?
Lu Yingjiu squinted.
The hair balls screamed twice and jumped out of the car window with something shiny in their mouths.
Lu Yingjiu took it over and found that it was a golden pocket watch, which was very delicate.
This old -fashioned pocket watch can generally only be seen in film and television dramas. It is intact in the fire, and it is not even stained at all ashes. The temperature it feels is cold.
Lu Yingjiu turned it over, and it really found the trace of the carving of the knife on its back: it was a small rune, suppressing evil fire.
The exorcist often leaves this rune on important items of flammable. Thanks to the pocket watches that were not burned.
He opened the pocket watch.
The pointer of the pocket watch is not moved, with a yellowed old photo above.
One man and one woman stood together, a couple.
Lu Yingjiu carefully removed the photo, flipped, and saw the handwriting written by the blue and black pen in the back:
"Zhang Haokong"
"Wang Yaya"
In addition, there are two small slices of paper on the back, which should be used for emergency use.
Lu Yingjiu looked at the burnt corpse again. Although he could not distinguish between men and women, he had a ghost -exorcist supplies. The probability was ... the man in the Zhang family.
He sighed and asked the hair balls, "Anything else?"
hair balls shook their heads vigorously.
Lu Yingjiu was trying to move forward, and suddenly felt wrong.
The photos in my hand seemed to be too thick, especially in the middle area.
He immediately raised the photo and faced the bright light on the bridge.
In the middle of the photo is a faint shadow.
Sure enough!
He rolled on his hand and took out the butterfly knife and cut it at the side of the photo. His hand is very stable, the photo is so thin, and he can also open it from the middle of the middle.
After cutting about half a centimeter, the tip of the knife was loose, and it encountered the hollow mezzanine.
Turn it out gently, divide the photos into two, and the things in the sandwich fall out: it is a thin piece of paper, which is carefully folded together by others.
It is too thin, even if it uses a little effort, it will crack.
Lu Yingjiu opened it carefully.
The pattern of the formation method appeared in front of it, and it was familiar ... the one they saw on the rainy museum and the wall of Zhang Chengzhou's office!
The formation method has seven vertices, which means that seven ghosts need to work together.
The purpose is to go to the ghost world.
Now, a vertex of this formation is circled, and a date is scribbled next to it: "2017.9.5, unfinished."
This date is very familiar to Lu Yingjiu, it is the time of the Ghost Festival that year!
If you want to contact the ghost world, this time is the best choice.
Then combine the circled vertices...
Lu Yingjiu had a faint conjecture in his heart.
It is possible that this person named Zhang Haokong is one of the seven ghost exorcists.
But why did he die here, in a charred vehicle?
Did he die on the way to complete the formation?
He was wondering when suddenly a chill went down his spine. A cold feeling of being spied upon rose up and overwhelmed him.
Lu Yingjiu turned back suddenly.
At the end of the thick black sea, there are huge eyes on the horizon.
His eyes were fixed on him.
After that, there were abnormal noises from both sides of the bridge.
"Whoa whoa-"
"Clap clap clap clap!"
Something is climbing from the bottom of the sea, along the bridge to the road!
The hair balls exploded all over, ooh, ooh, ooh, and a warning cry.
"Clang!"
The silver iron hook was hung by the railing, and it was firmly embedded in the wall!
A terrifying, blue-black face appeared, like a cow or a horse. It was wet all over, and the sea water dripped down the hook's body, staring at Lu Yingjiu with a terrifying smile on the corner of its mouth.
The servants of heaven.
Not only it, but in just a few seconds, the bridge was filled with more than a dozen attendants holding divine weapons, each of them looking terrifying, and each like a mad beast.
Crazy is written on their faces, but their positions are extremely fine and orderly, forming an effective encirclement, trapping Lu Yingjiu in it.
It's like a group of cunning and ferocious hunters hunting long-coveted prey.
The silver eyes of hair balls lit up.
It wants to fulfill the contract with God as usual, and lend its power to Lu Yingjiu.
However, this time Lu Yingjiu did not respond to it, but picked it up and threw it far away!
"Ow?!" hair balls flew across the air, "Ow?!"
Lu Yingjiu affixed the talisman paper with extraordinary strength, and this throw threw it out for dozens of meters.
That's far enough away from the squire's encirclement. When it rolled to the ground, looked up and saw that Lu Yingjiu was surrounded by swords, lights and swords!
Screaming sharply, the attendants rushed forward, scrambling to smash their prey.
And Lu Yingjiu's figure is like a swallow, and the power of the talisman is constantly surging in the blood.
He stepped on the front hood of the car with a few feet and flew up. Behind him, the sledgehammer that fell heavily smashed the iron plate through, and the axe rubbed the corner of his clothes. He was holding the knife in his right hand, twisting his waist at an extremely delicate angle in mid-air, the knife was like a light butterfly, kissing the neck of the attendant.
The kiss had a icy cold light.
The heavy head of the attendant slammed to the ground, black blood burst out, and it splashed three to five meters high like a fountain!
Before the blood had fallen to the ground, Lu Yingjiu had gone around like a ghost and cut the throat of the next attendant.
The two attendants rushed out, and Shen Wu wrapped Jing Feng and slashed at his head. Lu Yingjiu didn't turn her head back, bit her finger, and wiped the dripping blood on the talisman paper—
The talisman burst into a fierce light!
The runes powered by blood are extremely dangerous and powerful, and only he dares to use them so casually.
The talisman paper fluttered out.
This is a fire-calling rune paper, and it is not threatening when placed in the fist-sized fire ball in the past. However, at this moment, the attendants watched it fluttering through the air, and they all stopped.
Instinct made them aware of the great danger.
In fact, their intuition was right.
Lu Yingjiu pinched a trick.
A sun burst over the bridge deck!
No one could look directly at that light.
If someone looked directly at the flashbang, he would experience severe astigmatism, double vision, and blindness, stinging to the point of tears, and every turn would be like gritty friction. But now, the light of this talisman is much more dazzling, the Black Sea several kilometers away is illuminated, the waves are bright, and the majestic bridge seems to be burning.
The turbid eyes of the attendants went blind.
Blood poured out of their eyes, they covered their eyes and screamed, rolling around in pain.
And this is not the end, along with the light comes flames.
The flames wrapped around their bodies, engulfing them all, so that not even the ashes were left.
The light and fire lasted for more than half a minute before they began to subside.
The power of the talisman was ineffective against Lu Yingjiu, even in the strong light, he still looked around with keen eyesight.
"Whoa whoa-"
"Clap clap clap!"
The disturbing sound of climbing came again, this time more and more densely, the sound of Shenwu rubbing against the bridge deck was like a violent storm.
How many servants came this time?
At least there are hundreds of them, right?
Lu Yingjiu squeezed the short knife and took a deep breath. Sure enough, countless faces appeared on the edge of the bridge, and the new attendant rushed up—
"Ow!" a loud cry.
The hair balls are finally back!
Lu Yingjiu frowned slightly, looked in the direction of the scream, but plunged into the soft black hair. At the same instant, dozens of attendants close to them were cut off by the middle.
Sharp claws cut them down neatly.
The blood mist erupted in the air, Lu Yingjiu was stunned, and took a small step back.
Appearing in front of him was a tall black behemoth.
The fur is smooth and smooth, the eyes are bright silver, the wolf-shaped body is strong and strong, the limbs are slender and good at fighting, and the claws are still stained with black blood. Just looking at it, the fierce and ferocious aura around it makes people dare not approach it. No one will doubt that it will bite through the necks of all enemies and drink their blood thirsty.
This is……
Are these his hair balls?
Lu Yingjiu looked confused and looked at the black behemoth repeatedly.
The black beast had an intimate attitude. He used its big head to push Lu Yingjiu, and with a flick of its long tail, the ground was shattered by nearly half a meter, and more than a dozen servants were smashed into flesh.
Lu Yingjiu was shocked, and after a few seconds, he said, "You..."
The black beast flicked its tail and waited excitedly for his praise.
Lu Yingjiu: "Are your legs so long?! I thought you would never grow taller! Your legs were only three centimeters before!"
Black Beast: "..."