I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 222
In the end, Feng Bingwen invited that Mr. Liu back to Qingshan County with reason and emotion. Therefore, this Mr. Liu agreed.

And when everything is done, it is already deep winter, heavy snow is falling, the world is covered with silver, and all spirits are dormant, waiting for spring.

When the heavy snow fell all over the sky, Feng Bingwen had already stepped on the snow and arrived in Yongcheng again. When he walked into the Li Mansion, the home of the first good man, he found that the Li Mansion was full of joy.

The reason is also simple.

The old lady who is old, but miraculously turned old, is pregnant again, and not only the old lady, but also the concubines of the energetic Mr. Li Xinna are also pregnant. Li's mansion actually looks like a thriving population.

Therefore, even in the twelfth lunar month of winter, the huge Li Mansion is full of joy, even the irrelevant servants and servants will smile from the bottom of their hearts. Enough to feed them for months.

However, contrary to the happiness of this mansion, in the back house of Li's mansion, in a secluded courtyard that was kept very clean, the vegetation was flourishing, and because of the rare presence of people, it added a bit of sinister air.

"Reincarnation is really a technical job!"

In front of this gloomy and cold small courtyard, Feng Bingwen's figure emerged, and after looking at him for a while, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Although it is called a small courtyard, it is much larger than ordinary residences. There are pavilions, terraces and pools. Although the sparrows are small, they are fully equipped, which is far from comparable to the residences.

This is the treatment that Mr. Li can enjoy after being abandoned, but to him, foreign things don't matter anymore.

Feng Bingwen took a glance, walked into the courtyard, opened the door and entered the room, and immediately saw a "person" lying on the bed, with a haggard, shriveled and thin appearance, as if he had entered an octogenarian age.

If you saw this person without knowing it, you would think that this person was an old man who was dying of a serious illness. You would never have imagined that this person was a full-blooded, daring, and daring dude more than a year ago.

"Ho!"

Li Shaohong, who was lying on the bed, noticed someone coming in, and made a sound in his throat, but he couldn't even utter a clear word. His life energy was almost dry, and his blood energy and life source were almost sucked dry.

"One breath left!"

Seeing the misery of this dandy, Feng Bingwen remained unmoved, nodded, and waited quietly.

The only thing this person is better than the corpse is that he still has the last breath of anger in his mouth, but it won't be long before that breath will dissipate.

As winter sets in, the yang energy that fills the world gradually dies down and is replaced by yin energy mixed with yin and cold air, and the last breath of life in the throat of the dude on the sickbed gradually dissipates with the change of the weather.

As the sun set completely, a round of bright moon rose high above the sky, and the moonlight poured down like water, and sprinkled on the ground through the panes, creating a sense of tranquility.

But at this moment, in the room and above the bed, black air rose, and then a young man with an excellent face sat up from the withered corpse.

Wang Zhi's complexion was ruddy, full of energy, like a living person, and it was Mr. Li who liked to be unique. At the moment of his death, the curse on his body made him completely turn into a ghost, not just an ordinary ghost.

At this moment, Li Shaohong, who got rid of the shackles of his increasingly decaying body, showed joy on his face, but when he stood up and wanted to go out to have a look, he saw Feng Bingwen who had been waiting quietly in the room, and his expression changed suddenly.

Before he could say anything, the moonlight falling from the window gradually changed color, from pure white to blood red, and in an instant, there was a bloody smell permeating the air, which made people tremble with fear.

And this change was just the beginning, just when Li Shaohong didn't know why, a long and vast bugle sounded, followed by the dull thunderous sound of war drums.

Amidst the sound of drums and drums, there was the sound of armor rubbing against each other. This small courtyard, which was originally deep and quiet, suddenly turned into a martial arts training ground full of marks of knives, chisels and axes. The majestic army formation was being practiced in the midst of the gray mist.

tread!tread!tread!
At this time, the sound of orderly and powerful footsteps gradually approached, and a Yin army with black armor appeared. The leader was dressed in black armor, holding an iron spear, and under his crotch was a strong bone horse with ghostly fire in his eyes. Strict and fearful.

I saw this ghastly general with dozens of yin soldiers, walking up to Li Shaohong who was at a loss with panic in his eyes, looked up and down, and asked questions in a hoarse and sour voice, as if he hadn't seen him for a long time. speak up
"Yongcheng, Li Shaohong?"

"Yes... it's me!"

Although he was already a ghost, his legs couldn't help but tremble under the gaze of Yin Jiang.

"Very well, I am Wuding Ghost Country, Underworld Army, Centurion of the Blood Ghost Battalion, you are now enlisted by me, under my jurisdiction, join the ranks quickly."

"Called?"

Young master who has been dressed in rich clothes and fine food since he was a child, he was so frightened that his legs were almost weak when he saw this battle, but when he heard that the group of ghost soldiers in front of him actually planned to recruit him as a soldier, and he still joined the ghost army, I don't know where it came from the courage to immediately refuse,
"No, I'm not going!"

"You refuse to be recruited?"

Under the cover of the visor, there will be no change in expression, and there will be no change in tone.

"Yes, I don't want to be a soldier. Do you know who I am? I am the son of the richest man in Yongcheng, the Li family. As long as you let me go, I can give you..."

"Ha ha!"

The yin general who was riding on the Ming horse smiled. Although the smile was very hard, Feng Bingwen at the side felt that this guy seemed really happy, as if he had seen something he was looking forward to.

"You are not qualified to refuse. You are a ghost citizen of my Wuding ghost country. If you refuse to be recruited, you will be regarded as a deserter. According to the military law, deserters should be the first to show off to the public!"

While speaking, General Yin swung the iron dagger in his hand, and cut off Li Shaohong's head on the spot.

Brother Swinger let out a scream, his head fell to the ground and rolled a few times, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of fear, but after the pain of Xiaoshou passed away, he realized that his consciousness was still there, and he was still able to command Own body that has lost its head.

He has become a ghost, and the fatal injuries of mortals are ordinary injuries to him. As long as the yin energy is not exhausted, his ghost body will not die-in theory.

But before he was happy, he saw that Yin general riding on the ghost horse continued to speak,
"Divide the ghost body!"

The Yin soldiers behind him immediately stepped forward, waved their spears, and tore Li Shaohong's headless ghost body into pieces.

Even so, Li Shaohong didn't lose his soul because of it, but he could really feel the pain of being dismembered. The head screamed shrillly, but no one showed mercy.

"My subordinates will never allow deserters!"

Yin Jiang spoke indifferently, looking down at the fragments in front of him.

"Since your will is weak, then I will make you firm!"

"No!"

His head was split in half, but Li Shaohong, who was still conscious, let out a scream,

"You can't treat me like this. I am a human being. My family pays tribute to the Temple of the City God every year. The City God will not let you ghosts go."

"You are dead, you are now a ghost citizen of the Wuding Ghost Country, and you have been conscripted into the army by me. Everything is handled by military law, and no one outside is qualified to interfere."

Yin Jiang responded indifferently, not caring about the threat at all.

Feng Bingwen watched this scene from the side, but he also understood.He was surprised at first that this son raped the ghost king's maid, but in the end he cast a curse to turn him into a ghost with a deep background and a high ceiling. Could it be that this has fulfilled him.

How could he have thought that he was waiting here, and the reason why he cast a curse on him to make his ghost foundation stronger was to allow him to bear more punishments.

"String it up, take it back, and hang it on the flagpole of the school field!"

After Li Shaohong, who had been hacked into pieces, was strung together by an iron chain, the icy Yin cast his eyes on Feng Bingwen,
"Stranger, have you seen enough?"

"This is the end?"

Feng Bingwen didn't answer the question, and pointed to the miserable-looking Mr. Li. Although he looked miserable, his background was extremely deep. As a ghost, as long as the iron chain was loosened, it might take a day for him to return to his original state.

"According to military regulations, deserters are subject to eighteen soul-breaking punishments, just now is just the first one!"

"I see!"

"Stranger, you seem to be very interested in us, do you want to enter the ghost kingdom?"

"You invited me into the ghost country?"

Feng Bingwen's expression suddenly became extremely subtle. Are all ghosts so hospitable these days?

"Don't you dare?"

"Don't provoke me, what is the reason for inviting me?"

Although it is a bit nonsense to say so, Feng Bingwen feels that the Yin army in front of him gives him the impression that, apart from the cold and dead silence that ghosts basically have, it is order, and this is a group of ghosts who obey the rules.

"The young master of my ghost country has recently achieved success in cultivation. I want to find a monk of the same level to fight. You are the most profound monk I have ever seen. You can fight with the young master!"

"Young Lord?"

Feng Bingwen couldn't hold back his laughter. As far as he knew, the foundation of Wuding Ghost Country was Qingmang Mountain. If the ghost king wasn't strong enough, he could destroy the ghost country with Yishanding.However, there is no need to say this.

"If you are willing to follow me into the ghost country and fight against the Young City Lord, no matter you win or lose, you will be rewarded. If you win against the Young City Lord, you will be rewarded by the Lord Ghost King!"

"Not interested in!"

This yin general is clearly pulling people to be beaten, and he is condescending and arrogant.

"His Majesty the Ghost King has three mystical powers in his collection, "Capturing Dragons and Controlling Cranes" which protects the body and fights, "Mysterious Soul Divine Light" which can attack the soul, and "Wan Mu Sheng Chun" which can transform the spirit body, which can be cultivated into Ten thousand trees are indestructible, even if they have not been condensed into Yuandan, they can be reborn with a broken arm."

There seemed to be an indescribable bewitching power in Yin Jiang's words.He is very confident, it is difficult for Taoist monks to refuse the attraction of supernatural powers, let alone the supernatural powers mastered by his lord also has a rare metamorphosis supernatural power.

　I have been looking at other novels for inspiration these days. The original outline was used to mess up the order, and this follow-up plot arrangement has gone wrong. From the Dragon Palace home to the imperial examination, I dropped it after reading it, because the protagonist The strength of the game is so high that these plots are boring.

　　Now, I'm ready to try a new plot. The protagonist's physique is pulled out to show off, visions, supernatural powers, these are also arranged.

　　The model of Dynasty Cultivation is too flat. This is the evaluation of a previous reader. I agree with it. It just so happens that I also have ideas after reading other books.

　　
　
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