Difficulty: starting from the sword, halberd and demon

Chapter 312
I don’t remember when it started, probably a long time ago, as soon as they saw me, the villagers stopped talking and laughing, fell silent, and then focused their eyes on me either directly or implicitly.

There is a little curiosity in the eyes, but more disgust and suspicion, as well as deeper fear.

I understand their worries. After all, I am the witch who brings bad luck. Everyone is afraid to hear my name from my mouth, and then encounter all kinds of misfortunes after a short time, ranging from bankruptcy and failure to death.

When I was a child, I didn’t understand. I just said what I saw with those cursed eyes without reservation. People who heard my words showed panic expressions from unbelief at the beginning. That is my favorite game. .

It wasn't until my parents were killed by gangsters as I saw, and my elder brother died quickly, and the Yan family quickly declined within ten months, and I changed from a noble young lady to a disgusting broom star in the blink of an eye, that I really felt it for the first time. What kind of magic power does your own language have.

I started begging the heavens, begging the gods to remove the curse from my eyes and return my life to normal, but got no answer.

People in the Chunlin Realm attribute all their misfortunes to my curse.

Maybe they are right, I, who can only see the miserable future of others, is indeed an ominous witch, maybe, I killed my parents, brothers, and many poor people, and as long as I live, there will be more people for I perish.

But...but...

Even so, I still selfishly, greedily, and sincerely want to live, no matter how many people will die because of my wish.

Such me, I am indeed a veritable evil witch.

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Because no one loved me, I was sent to the stake according to the custom of Chunlin Realm since ancient times.

I saw the undisguised joy in the eyes of the onlookers, that they were finally free from the bad luck I brought.

I lowered my head and let them spread the firewood all over the place and poured cold and greasy kerosene, thinking that I could finally be freed from this cursed life.

Then, I heard the man, the monk named Fo Jian Fen Shuo, say, "If no one loves her, then I will love her."

He, is willing to love me?

My heart was filled with an incomparably sour and sweet taste, and it was at that moment that I understood the meaning of "heartbeat speeding up, involuntarily" for the first time.

Without any reason, without any reason, I fell in love with Buddha Sword.

I like the line of his lips that is always taut, and softens when he sees me; I like his voice, as calm as a quiet mountain; I even like the holy sword that has been carried behind him all the time, imagined countless times Seeing how heroic he should be when he draws his sword to fight.

I like it, I really like it.

But I didn't confess, and I couldn't confess.

Because while my whole heart was falling for this man, I also understood very clearly that it is impossible for the two of us to have any results--Fo Jian said that as a Buddhist sage walker, he is a veritable eminent monk, The kind that is ruthless and does not marry.

He said that loving me was just an expedient measure to save me. He loved me as much as he loved the common people in the world, and he was destined to leave me for the sake of the world.

I can't even find a rival in love, or rather, my enemy is the ambition, perseverance and principles in his heart.

This time, I didn't even beg the gods. After all, if the gods know about this delusion, they will only laugh at my lack of greed.

I went from being wronged, sad, to jealous and resentful... Then, I finally gave up.

I have no choice but to give up.

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Later, the ghost Liang Feiyu broke into my world.

Back then, when the Yan family hadn't been defeated, they were evenly matched with Guiliang Military Mansion in the Chunlin Realm. At that time, I was the young lady who was in the same family as him, and I could be regarded as his acquaintance.

I was alone in a ruined family and had no right to refuse his olive branch, so I married him, and on the day of my wedding, I completely erased the image of another man in my heart.

Gui Liang Feiyu is optimistic, cheerful, gentle and considerate. With meticulous care, he washes away the long-term inferiority and anxiety in my heart. Therefore, even though I don't love him that much, I still get a full sense of happiness from him.

Until Feiyu returned with the remaining disciples, saying that the father-in-law Gui Liangtianxia had died in the Ten Thousand Sacred Rock, and I fell into the old nightmare again.God, don't I deserve a little family affection, doomed to kill everyone close to me?

Feiyu saw what was on my mind, he hugged me tightly, and told me over and over again: "It's not your fault."

His voice was muffled, and I knew he was sad, but he still tried his best to comfort me.

"From now on, the two of us will depend on each other and go on together."

Hearing his words, my heart seemed to be soaked in a hot spring, and mist rose up one after another, moistening my eyes.

On that day, at that time, I was very happy. It was the peace of mind and satisfaction I have never had in my life.I am absolutely sure that this man can hold my hand to a happy future and never let go.

I finally let go of the past, the loss of my loved ones, the hatred of outsiders, the regret of my first love...

Maybe, the first half of my life filled with misfortune will enter a new stage from now on, and be made up for by future happiness, I think so...

Maybe, there really is a God in this world, watching from the sky to see if all living beings get the happiness they deserve... But now, God may have finally set his sights on me...

Hugging my husband back, feeling his body that is not burly but can protect me from wind and rain, I thought so.

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The black hair rushed into the church like a waterfall, attacking everyone indiscriminately. Su Zhenzhen and others took action to resist. Those black hairs were full of resentment.

Yuan'er spread out the five-color cloud and led the crowd back and forth between the gaps in the black hair. He could persist for a while. He turned his head to look for the hateful saint, but found that she had changed into the girl before, holding an oil lamp in her hand. , is emitting a dim light to envelope itself.

The tentacle-like long black hair didn't invade the range of the light, as if she couldn't see her. At this moment, the saint looked back, with a half-smile expression on her face, watching them being chased by the black hair and jumping up and down.

Is that the lamp that shines on the past?
Yuan'er thought of something, took out the Wuwu ball and held it in his hand, releasing countless fluorescent green light spots around his body, those black hairs were really disturbed, and they slapped like headless flies.

He cheered softly, and immediately rushed towards the saint on a cloud.Capture the thief first and capture the king first. All the disasters in Chunlin's realm were caused by her, so you must catch her first!
Seeing that everyone managed to get rid of the black hair's pursuit, the saint was also very surprised, but she still giggled and flew into the air, flying directly out of the church completely occupied by the black hair.

"Don't try to escape!"

Yuan'er flew out after him, and then everyone saw that the source of the endless black hair, the huge female ghost with pale face and empty eyes, Yan Qingcheng.

The female ghost opened her mouth and let out an ear-piercing scream, and everyone hurriedly covered their ears, but it was still difficult to completely block the resentful devil's voice.

"I hate it! Why should I suffer this? Why should my happiness be taken away? I am so miserable, how can you still get happiness?! You took away my happiness, and I must take it back now! "

Howling had no words, but everyone fully understood the meaning.

Of all human emotions, resentment is the strongest, the most enduring, and sometimes bursts with inestimable force.

People who knew what happened to Yan Qingcheng all showed sadness, but the saint was full of joy: "After planning for a long time, it's finally time to harvest!"

She raised her hand to throw the black clarinet, and the flute flew in the air, and it automatically made bursts of magic sounds.

The Buddha sword only listened to it for a moment, then shouted: "Everyone, be careful, you must not listen to this magic sound!" After saying that, the Buddha sword unsheathed and released awe-inspiring holy energy to wrap everyone around, cutting off the evil sound of the magic flute.

With his reminder, the rest of the people kept their minds on their heads and did not fall for the trick, but the female ghost Yan Qingcheng was irrational and completely immersed in the magic sound.But after a while, her abdomen grew bigger visible to the naked eye.

A flash of understanding flashed through Su Huanzhen's mind, and he finally connected all the truth together.

"What she wants is actually Yan Qingcheng's child!"

The ghost Liang Feiyu mentioned Yan Qingcheng's pregnancy in his diary before, but Su Zhenzhen mistakenly thought that it was all his imagination and didn't care about it. Now thinking about it, if it wasn't for Yan Qingcheng's pregnancy, how could the ghost Liang Feiyu have imagined a child out of nowhere?
Yan Qingcheng is the key to Wushan's invasion of the present world. As she is eroded by resentment, the degree of overlap between Wushan and the present world is also increasing, but she is also a ticking time bomb for the mastermind behind the scenes without reason, but if she is removed, The two worlds that were already in conflict will be separated again.

Therefore, it is necessary to find a way to create a new prop that stabilizes the fusion world, and the fetus in Yan Qingcheng's womb before his death fell into the eyes of the mastermind behind the scenes.

This fetus was originally the son of human beings, but after Yan Qingcheng died, he turned into a dead soul. It naturally fits the two worlds of consciousness and matter. Once he is really born, the two worlds can be completely merged together!
With the help of this ghost embryo, the mastermind behind the scenes can take control of the world, and the power he can gain is simply endless!
"Hurry up!"

Su Huanzhen and Tan Wuyu teamed up to show Mingsheng swordsmanship, but the Buddha sword had no choice but to use Wandiyinii. Several people attacked Yan Qingcheng's abdomen at the same time, and they must not let the misfortune be born.

However, their attack was blocked by a sudden black sword light, and then, as if rising from hell, a poem full of resentment came from afar.

"One hates the useless magic weapon, the second hates the loneliness of a hundred years. The third hates the failure to succeed in the battle, the fourth hates the ignorance. It's hard to overcome, ten hates are careless. Eleven hates the doomsday, and twelve hates the heavens for being ruthless!"

(End of this chapter)