Chapter 199

Midnight.

A hazy full moon jumped into the sky from the cloud gauze as thin as cicada wings, and the silver Qinghui sprinkled all over the ground, but I don't know when, quietly climbed up a wisp of blood, making the moonlight seem a little strange.

In this strange moonlight, the stars seem to be much dimmer.

But no one saw that under the cover of the night, wisps of red light flew into the sky.

And the source of this red awn is not elsewhere.

It is the huge Dharma array that has been integrated into the blood of countless girls.

"Bell, bell, bell..." the light and strange bell rang constantly, as if stepping on a special rhythm, and the beautiful figure danced in the huge array.

Like a beautiful spirit, scattered in the world.

In the huge Dharma array carved on the ground, the red awn changed from burning to dark and deep, but the blood did not dry up in the carved lines.

On the contrary, it was crawling slowly, as if it was not pure blood, but a monster with fresh vitality.

They climbed the figure in the Dharma array, and thousands of faces aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wrinkles, quietly climbed up the white skin, the long hair like a black waterfall, flying in the air.

But a few more wisps of white.

This dance has jumped from day to night, but Qianmian seems to be tireless.

But with the passage of vitality, her movement slowed down unconsciously.

Open the seal, light with the pure soul and blood of those girls.

As a sacrifice, thousands of noodles also need to pay a price.

And the price is nothing else.

It is vitality.

Otherwise.

She will not open only six seals in a hundred years.

Fortunately, the power of the earth dissipated.

Also pryed the gap of the eighth seal.

Pei Shun, who was tied to the red paint pillar, had already stopped struggling. He hung his head and stared at the huge Dharma array on the ground with red eyes.

Bright blood is reflected in the pupil.

There was no wave in his eyes. He seemed to be completely numb, but the whole face was twisted, as if he was suffering a great pain.

Suddenly.

"..." a voice like a ballad and singing came from Qianmian's bloodless lips.

With the strange bell sound, the red awn on the array blooms faintly.

Then.

Dong Dong!

It is like a dense drum, and it is like the sound of low footsteps, mixed with the sound of flutes that make people feel confused. It seems to cross time and space, and it seems to come from the deep underground.

In response to the constant singing of thousands of faces.

Thousands of faces, slightly old, suddenly floated a trace of joy.

The movement that had slowed down accelerated again.

The red awn in the Dharma array blooms again, just like enchanting petals flying all over the sky.

Next second.

But into the night.

There was a ripple in Pei Shun's eyes. His stiff neck forced him to raise his head, and his eyes looked through the window at the endless dark night sky.

"Ka!"

It seemed as if there was a crisp crack.

A silver light flashed, which was more dazzling than the stars in the sky, but like a sharp weapon, it broke a thin hole in the sky.

"You... What did you do?" A trembling voice sounded.

Pei Shun's pupils trembled violently.

Although Qianmian can crack the seal, it needs to sleep for a period of time after each crack to supplement the lost vitality.

This means that Qianmian wants to unseal the real Feng Yuan

So.

Even though he was unable to stop it before, he did not despair completely.

Because there's still time.

In other words, China still has time.

Even if it's just surviving!

But this unsealing was obviously different from before. He didn't know what caused it, perhaps because it was related to the strange singing.

Or maybe two seals in a row.

But he knows.

This time, it is absolutely different from the previous unsealing!

The figure in the Dharma array did not stop at all, including the strange singing sound. Qianmian seemed to have completely forgotten Pei Shun in the hall.

But her eyes also looked at the void outside the window.

His eyes trembled slightly with a little excitement.

soon!

early morning.

A touch of white quietly climbed into the night sky and quickly pulled down the night. The rising sun quietly exposed a corner of the sky. The first ray of sunshine slowly sprinkled down, blowing with a little warm spring wind, expelling the cold of the night.

At this time, most people are still sleeping.

Not awake yet.

But there are some people who are ready to go to sleep at this time.

Jiang Zhe is one of them.

"Madder, twelve kneeling, the mentality is fried! Don't play, don't play..."

Jiang Zhe scolded and took off his headphones, and then turned off the computer directly.

I was just about to go to bed when my stomach rumbled.

Although a little tired, Jiang Zhe decided to go out for breakfast and then come back to bed.

After all.

Staying up late is enough to hurt your body.

You can't skip breakfast.

When he went downstairs, Jiang Zhe walked faintly in the cold street.

At six o'clock in the morning, almost no figure can be seen on both sides of the street. Occasionally, we can only see the busy figure of several vendors and the old man who gets up to exercise in the morning.

There are very few vehicles.

Yicheng, where he lives, is just a small county.

Fewer people, less competition.

There is no career to develop.

But he has long been used to living in such a city. It has become normal for him to ask his friends out and play a game all night on weekends.

Just lie flat.

"Boss, the old three."

The middle-aged man skillfully picked up the tool, smeared batter on the turntable and said with a smile, "it's all night again?"

"On weekends, it's hard to rest."

"It's good to be young, but you should pay more attention to your body." The middle-aged man smiled and talked to Jiang Zhe. Then he handed Jiang Zhe breakfast.

Jiang Zhe yawned and just stretched out his hand.

Suddenly.

A cold breath came from behind.

Jiang Zhe shivered and rubbed his arms with his hands: "strange, how is it getting cold?"

"Ghost... Ghost..." the middle-aged man held the hand of the plastic bag and pointed shakily behind Jiang Zhe. His eyes were full of fear.

"Where's the ghost in broad daylight? Boss, are you kidding me?"

Jiang Zhe smiled and shook his head.

Took the plastic from the boss's trembling hand.

Just about to leave.

Suddenly, from the light brown pupils of the middle-aged man, he saw himself and the pale and gloomy face behind him.

The pale face was only half, and the other half seemed to be chopped up by some sharp weapon.

Thick white bones and dark red flesh are exposed.

It was covered with disgusting maggots.

"Pa!"

A pale ghost hand rested on Jiang Zhe's shoulder. Jiang Zhe trembled all over and his teeth clucked.

Next second.

The trembling mouth gave a sudden scream:

"Ah --"