Difficulty: starting from the sword, halberd and demon

Chapter 305 Incarnation of a Witch
When the ghost Liang Feiyu desperately resisted but was outnumbered and fell to the ground with serious injuries, Jue Chenyi instructed several disciples to smash the torches, Su Zhenzhen finally understood the real killing situation that the phantom had arranged for them.

——This illusion is obviously what happened to Yan Qingcheng before his death, and the spiritual consciousness he shared with Buddha Sword is now attached to Yan Qingcheng's body, so they can't control their bodies at all, but they can communicate with each other through spiritual thoughts.

At this time, Yan Qingcheng was firmly tied to the stake. As time passed, the five senses lost by Su Huanzhen and Fojian were slowly returning. Finally, when the firewood under their feet was lit by a torch, the two recovered completely. All perception.

Everyone's distorted faces after the scorching air, the fanatical slogans of "burn the witch" and "burn the witch" one after another, the pungent smell of burning firewood, the pain and suffocation of the limbs strangled by the hemp rope, and the rapid The burning and piercing pain that overwhelmed all other perceptions.

Sweat profusely oozes out, vision begins to blur, and consciousness begins to slacken, but it is constantly pulled back by the increasing pain.

I want you to taste what I have suffered too!

There seemed to be an angry voice roaring incomparably viciously beside his ear.

The malice was so astonishing, like a huge torrent completely engulfing the two of them, even Su Zhenzhen couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart, and the parting of the Buddha sword was even more somber and sad.

When he first met Yan Qingcheng, he rescued her from the stake. That gentle woman didn't show any resentment towards those who tried to hurt her, only sorrow for her own unfortunate fate.

However, the Buddha sword said it saved her once, but it couldn't save her the second time. Such a kind-hearted person could not escape the danger of the human heart after all, and a strand of her soul disappeared in the ruthless flames.

The tongue of flames climbed quickly along the gauze, and the severe pain came from all angles of the body. Su Zhenzhen and Buddha Sword had experienced countless more serious injuries. Although the burning fire is an unbearable punishment for ordinary people, it is true Not so deadly to them.

But when they thought that such pain had been inflicted on a weak woman, the sympathetic fear, despair, anger and resentment almost blinded the minds of the two of them.

Ordinary external means can't shake the two people who are as determined as iron, but at this time they are possessing their own words, and those negative emotions are their own feelings from the bottom of their hearts. This is almost the most powerful magic, because the strongest fortress is often It was breached from the inside.

Su Huanzhen desperately reminded himself not to sink into hatred, otherwise their spiritual consciousness would really be wiped out in the fire along with Yan Qingcheng!
But even though they understand this truth, they only have their spiritual consciousness here at this time. Their solid foundation, powerful true energy, and advanced martial arts are all left in their original bodies and are difficult to mobilize. The black mud poured into the heart continuously, polluting the spirit and being helpless.

How long can a woman without the slightest bit of martial arts last under such flames?

Maybe less than 5 minutes.

However, in Su Huan's real perception, at least a quarter of an hour had passed, but the shrill screaming still did not stop, and the physical pain was still continuously stimulating the nerves.

He realized that this was endless torture and ravages until they collapsed and succumbed.

As long as they remain awake, the flame will keep burning for an hour, a whole day, a month, a year or even a hundred years, a thousand years. The hatred that will destroy everything will never stop.

The Buddhist sword recited the Miaohua Sutra: "If there are countless hundreds of thousands of millions of sentient beings who are suffering from all kinds of sufferings, hear the name of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, and single-mindedly call it, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva will watch his voice immediately, and they will all be liberated. If there are people who hold Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva If you are famous, if you put it into a big fire, the fire will not burn, because of the bodhisattva's supernatural power..."

Every word and every sentence is the meaning of compassion. I hope that the supreme power of Guanyin Bodhisattva will save this poor soul from the sea of ​​suffering and extinguish the burning hatred in her heart.

However, the Dharma only works for those who believe in it. As the saying goes, faith can enter. For those who do not believe in Buddhism, Dharma is just a vain joke.As a result, the pain did not ease, and the resentment did not stop.

"enough……"

Su Zhenzhen whispered softly, but his consciousness could not control the vibration of the vocal cords, this silent cry could only be heard by Buddha Sword.The sage in adversity has lost his gentle appearance, revealing the fortitude in his bones.

"I understand the pain you've been through, but we can't stop here, so it's enough—"

His spiritual consciousness was extremely concentrated, and he let out a deafening shout.

"Stop it, ghost Liang Feiyu!"

Um?Ghost Liang Feiyu?Shouldn't it be Yan Qingcheng?
Su Huan really didn't respond to the questions asked by Fojian, but the moment Su Huan called out that name, the whole world suddenly came to a standstill.

The bloody flames and distorted human faces blurred and faded away, and only one figure gradually became clear. It was the phantom with long hair covering his face and fluttering black clothes.It stood quietly in front of Su Huanzhen and Fojian, without saying a word, like a dead thing.

Su Zhenzhen said to himself: "At first, I also thought you were the resentful spirit transformed by Yan Qingcheng after his death, but there is a major loophole in ghost Liang Feiyu's diary."

"Loopholes?" Fojian said carefully recalling the diaries he had read, but he couldn't see anything wrong.

"It's time, Yan Qingcheng's death time."

Su Huanzhen calmly analyzed: "Entering Wushan requires the light of the past and the eyes of the future. Therefore, the change of Wushan must be directly related to Yan Qingcheng's death. The silent hill in the fog is Wushan and the future. A different space formed by the overlapping of Chunlin's realm.

"Originally this was just my guess. I didn't really confirm it until I entered this illusion, because Jue Chenyi who took the lead in burning Yan Qingcheng to death was one of the disciples who died first in the diary, and Yan Qingcheng in the diary at that time Qingcheng is still alive and well."

In Fojian's ignorant thoughts, Su Zhenzhen said categorically: "So the truth is that Yan Qingcheng died as early as the beginning, and then the fog fell, and the ghost Liang Feiyu killed all the ghost soldiers in the ghost Liang's mansion to avenge her." All doormen."

"But it is clearly recorded in the diary that many disciples witnessed that the murderer was a woman." Fo Jian said doubtfully.

"Ghost Liang Feiyu couldn't accept the fact that he watched his wife burn to death, but he was helpless. The strong guilt and anger caused him to split into a vengeful personality modeled on the image of Yan Qingcheng."

Su Zhenzhen gestured to the phantom in front of him: "If he kills people quickly like this, it is normal for him to be mistaken for a woman. And all the words Qingcheng in his diary refer to that sub-personality, so in the diary Yan Qingcheng never appeared with other disciples, and the death incident always happened after the ghost Liang Feiyu fell asleep, because this is the time when the secondary personality awakens."

After finishing speaking, he turned to the Phantom, whose body was trembling with his words, and said, "Am I right? Ghost Liang Feiyu."

A sudden gust of wind lifted Phantom's long hair, revealing the pale, manly face underneath.

　No trap, no eunuch! ! !
　　I finally finished revising the chapters. I would like to sincerely apologize to everyone here. I originally thought about updating it in April, but Kawenka died...

　　Originally, in March, Penglai basically wrote every day without saving the manuscript. The development of many plots was not considered well, and the logic of the copy of Silent Hill was not straightened out. It was completely impossible to write until April. Penglai three times Yuan was very busy, but once he didn't pursue the goal of full attendance, he wanted to lie down in an instant, and then he lay down for more than a week. I am really sorry.I saw a lot of comments from book friends, and I didn’t dare to refute it. It was indeed my fault that I was beaten at attention. Although Cavin, if I squeezed out all the time to code words, I should still be able to realize the promise of a daily update. But without the tense state in March, Penglai immediately bottomed out and didn't want to use his brain at all... It's like the mentality of just graduating from high school in the summer vacation and just wanting to play crazy and not study at all.

　　After more than a week, the logic behind has almost been straightened out a little bit, and the update will resume slowly.

　　Finally, this is Penglai's first novel, even if it is for commemoration, it will never be cheated, and it is not only the efforts of Penglai alone, but also the support of many friends, the selfless help of the nineteen big brothers and the characters, The support of martial arts, the many puzzles from Haike, the poem number and character design of Qitian, and the moves designed by the group of friends. Finally, there are subscriptions, rewards and recommended monthly tickets from all book friends, etc., Penglai Always keep it in mind.

　　that's all.

　　Although being a pigeon is really fun (whispers)
　　
　
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