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A few minutes ago, Tianxie Hall.

Pei Shun looked at the guard outside the door, gritted his teeth and tried to activate the ghost energy in his body.

"hiss--"

Pei Shun couldn't help taking a deep breath, bound by this bundle of soul ropes, whenever he tried to operate the ghost energy, there would always be a sharp pain coming from the depths of his soul.

He looked up at the guard outside the door, and sat on the ground blankly with his back to Pei Shun, leaning against the wall, not sure if he was taking a nap or meditating.

"Buzz~"

A faint ghost energy finally gathered on Pei Shun's withered arm.

Pei Shun clenched his teeth, enduring the great pain caused by the struggle of his soul.

"Chichi~"

After a soft sound, Pei Shun clearly felt the loosening of the soul rope.

He looked up at the guard again, still sitting outside the door.

Pei Shun was shocked, and a ripple formed by ghost energy moved on the soul binding rope.

Seeing that he was about to break free, Pei Shun inadvertently raised his head to check the guards.

As soon as he raised his head, he looked at the tall guard in front of him.

Pei Shun's heart trembled, looking at the guy in front of him, he secretly thought something was wrong.

The guard looked around, and although he could sense the fluctuation of ghost energy, he didn't know the source.

It stands to reason that people who are trapped by the soul rope cannot use ghost energy.

The guard walked around Pei Shun and sat on a stone bench not far away.

Holding the long knife in his hand, he stared at Pei Shun in a daze.

"Nima's!"

Pei Shun cursed secretly, but did not dare to act rashly again.

Waiting like this, the hope of escape will only become more and more slim!

Pei Shun couldn't even imagine what humans would face when Qianmian left the customs.

He looked at the guard in front of him who was staring at him in a daze.

Pei Shun gritted his teeth and decided to give it a go. Regardless of the outcome, such passive waiting will only lose the only chance he has.

When Pei Shun was driving the ghost energy and was about to shake off the soul rope, suddenly a violent energy came over.

The guard sensed this breath, stood up abruptly, and pointed his long knife at Pei Shun: "What are you doing!"

He stared at Pei Shun viciously, the strong ghost energy on the tip of the knife was enough to kill Pei Shun countless times.

Pei Shun looked at the guards, shook his head, looked at the coffin with thousands of faces, and said hoarsely: "It's not me..."

Indeed, it wasn't him, but the huge energy position that He Dinghong and the others gushed out when they opened the magic circle.

The guard frowned and checked carefully. It was indeed not the energy from Pei Shun.

But it is obvious that Pei Shun's ghostly aura is stronger here.

The guard put away the knife and followed Pei Shun's gaze. The energy fluctuation actually resonated on the surface of the coffin in front.

When the dark red energy collided with each other, ripples surged up.

The guard walked over slowly, looked at the energy around the coffin, and suddenly there was another weak energy fluctuation.

This time the energy fluctuation actually came from behind?

The guard turned sharply.

Taking a closer look, there was no Pei Shun on the pillar, only the empty pillar and the soul-binding rope emitting a faint black light.

"Boom!"

Pei Shun punched the guard the moment he turned his head.

With a soft sound, the guard slammed into the edge of the coffin, and a gap was opened in the coffin, and the smell of blood rushed to the face.

The guard stared at Pei Shun who looked like a centenarian with wide eyes, picked up his long knife and was ready to strike.

Pei Shun felt sick for a while, his dry and wrinkled face wrinkled together like a dehydrated beef jerky.

With a movement of the guard's broadsword, he slashed at Pei Shun.

Pei Shun slammed into the guard's arms, and the guard fell face up on the coffin.

The pale face inside the dark red blood can be clearly seen through the gap.

Pei Shun strangled the guard's neck fiercely, and the red energy in the coffin crazily devoured the life of the guard and Pei Shun.

"let me go!"

The guard's eyes were red, he dropped his long knife, and reached out to grab Pei Shun's hand.

After a few breaths, the guard's struggling movements became slower and slower, wrinkles appeared on his face, and his black hair gradually began to turn gray.

Pei Shun let go of his hand with difficulty, his already old body was now a little withered.

Taking a few steps back, Pei Shun sat down on the ground, and the guard lying on the coffin struggled slowly, but never stood up again.

Look at the withered guard lying on his back on the coffin.

Pei Shun took a few breaths, stood up slowly while leaning on the wall, walked into the coffin, picked up the guard's long knife as a crutch, and walked away from the palace door with the handle of the knife.

The gloomy corridor outside the hall door seemed to have no end, slowly moving forward along the long and narrow corridor.

Every time Pei Shun took a step, he could feel palpitations.

As he moved away from Qianmian, Pei Shun felt that his breathing was gradually becoming smoother.

In the beginning, every step required to stick the blade vigorously, but now Pei Shun's movements became more and more brisk.

Holding the knife shaft tightly, the tip of the knife was facing the end of the corridor. After turning a corner, he saw Tianxie's main hall.

Usually a kind of Tianxie members meditate or discuss their plans here.

At this time, there was no one there.

The wooden frames on both sides of the main hall are full of skeletons, and the faint will-o'-the-wisps burning on the skeletons are the only light in the hall.

Each ghost candle is a living life after another.

This is the way for this thousand-faced confidant to improve his strength, actively torturing the dead, turning them into unjust souls, and trapping them in his head to help them cultivate.

Pei Shun gritted his teeth, and secretly vowed to eradicate Tianxie.

Holding the long knife, he stooped and shuttled between the two sides of the wooden frame, and finally reached the gate.

And the two A-level guards by the door are his last checkpoint. As long as he can rush out from between them, his chance of success will be doubled.

Fight, he must not be able to fight now.

Can only run.

Pei Shun gently placed the knife on the ground, and slowly activated the ghost energy in his body.

As his withered arms gradually swelled up, a little bit of life emerged from the shriveled muscles.

Pei Shun looked up at the two guards outside the door, gritted his teeth, and kicked his feet.

"Cha-"

There was a soft sound, and at the same time a ripple shook the ground.

Suddenly a phantom sprang out from the hall, and the two guards suddenly caught this vision from the corner of their eyes, and turned their heads at the same time to see that a figure had already run away.

"Chase!"

One of the guards yelled and rushed out immediately.

Unlike the trash in the house, the strength of these two guys was actually gained through fighting.

Compared with those soaked in medicine, their physical fitness is much higher.

Seeing this, the other stepped on the ground and turned into a sharp arrow and flew out.

The patrol personnel in the hall soon found Pei Shun who had fled, and rushed out of the hall door immediately.

Pei Shun fled all the way, but he never saw the light.

Tianxie's headquarters is built in Longling Mountain. Through the maze-like tunnel, Pei Shun panted heavily while walking through the maze.

Finally, he felt a scent of mountains and forests in his nostrils, and he was probably approaching the exit.

Running quickly along the streams of fragrance, a whirlwind was raised behind him.

Tianxie's guards, those who reported the message, and those who pursued the chase.

"stop!"

An explosion came.

The guard who was the first to rush out of the main hall of Tianxie saw the gray figure in front of him, and decisively raised his knife and slashed.

"call--"

A fierce ghostly aura came from behind Pei Shun.

Pei Shun could feel this huge energy without turning his head, but now he has no time to resist and no place to hide.

Seeing the faint bright light not far away, Pei Shun gritted his teeth, heartbroken, and forced his body to accept the energy.

"what--"

The energy collided with Pei Shun's body, and there was a sharp pain as if being run over by a truck. Pei Shun screamed in pain, and his withered figure flew out of the ground.

There was also a bloodstain on the ground.

"Are you crazy?"

Another guard rushed over when he heard the screams, saw the sound flying out of the cave from a distance, and cursed: "If you kill him, Master Qianmian will blame him, and our death will be even worse!"

The guard looked at the guy who made the move viciously, wishing he could slash him with a knife.

The person who made the move gave a blank look, then rushed out in a flash:

"I didn't make a killing move, otherwise what you saw would not be a figure flying out."

Pei Shun struggled to get up from the ground, ran around the path in the mountain, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth vigorously.

Not far away, there was a sound of water flowing, Pei Shun looked for the sound, and not far in front of him, a silver-white waterfall jumped down from the mountain.

Pei Shun glanced behind him, and ran towards the waterfall decisively.

Chapter 256 Closer

Xiangxi, Silent Hill.

Yun Ran took Daoist Wuwei and Qingtong back to her home.

Looking at the corpse in the heavy red coffin, Yun Ran murmured: "Actually, my father died a few years ago. In order to protect us and fight against the gang of ghosts, he sacrificed himself in this way." .”

"This man is my grandfather's apprentice, and the only outsider who has been personally taught by my grandfather."

Daoist Wuwei looked at the corpse in the coffin, and slowly shook his head:

"Actually, you don't have to worry about the difference between a corpse breeder and a corpse exorcist. From the point of view of the poor, not having a sword in your hand is not the same thing as having a sword."

"However, using a sword to kill people and steal goods, and using a sword to stabilize the world are two different things."

Yun Ran looked at Taoist Wuwei's old face with tears in her eyes, and nodded slightly: "Well, I remember."

Wuwei stroked his messy beard, glanced at Qingtong, then at Yunran and said, "Then what are your plans for the future?"

Yun Ran looked at the old house with a confused face:

"I don't know, maybe I will go to Kyoto to join the Ghost Rider, but I don't know if they will accept me now that I have a corpse with me."

Wuwei smiled, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to adjust his breath: