Chapter 659

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A faint light gradually lit up in front of Mo Ran's eyes, and he blinked. As far as he could see, there were broken walls, old trees, and crows. There were birds pecking at eyeballs and eating intestines everywhere.

He was slightly startled, inexplicably feeling that this scene was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Until the dust was flying at the city gate, a group of people came galloping, wearing forehead rings, carrying arrows on their backs, and riding thin horses. One of the young men suddenly reined in the reins, rolled off the horse, and threw himself at a corpse at the city gate, shouting: "Dad! Dad!"

Mo Ran was startled and felt a chill in his back.

This is……

The fantasy land of Peach Blossom Land and the Feathered People?

Is this ancient Lin'an in the midst of war? !

Chapter 237 [Dragon Blood Mountain] Sacred Tree

Different from the time in Peach Blossom Spring, this time he was no longer involved. He was just a bystander. No one in his memories could see him. He walked to the cavalry, lowered his head and looked at the man who was caressing the corpse and crying. juvenile.

A vein in his skull was twitching and beating.

He felt a bone-chilling chill and his skin crawled all over.

Seeing this scene again, he knew exactly what role this young man played in the Lin'an incident - betraying the prefect's son Chu Xun, and sacrificing the lives of the entire city in order to bring his adoptive father back from the dead.

"Xiao Man, people cannot be resurrected. Don't be too sad. We can't stay here for long. Let's go back quickly."

"No... no... I'm not going anywhere. I want dad... he, he was looking for food for me, that's why he died. I'm sorry for him, dad! Daddy!"

The ink burned and stared at the boy.

Who is this guy?

The guilty father? or……

His eyes fell on Xiaoman's left hand. There was a black mole the size of a rice grain at the tiger's mouth of his left hand.

He suddenly thought of Master Huai Gui's hand, which was also in the same position, exactly the same place, and had a mole, exactly the same.

Mo Ran was shocked.

At this time, the distant voice slowly sounded again.

"I was born in Lin'an without parents and was adopted by a groom from the prefecture. When I was fourteen, the ghost world broke apart and Lin'an suffered. There was no rice or food in the house. I was very hungry, so my adoptive father took the risk to help me. I went out of the city to look for food, but I still didn’t come back in the evening.”

Heart-stopping——

Is Gui Gui really Xiao Man from two hundred years ago? !

Huaisui said softly: "When I left the city and found him, he had been killed by evil spirits, his intestines were overflowing, and his eyes were pecked out by crows. I will never forget that scene in my life."

With a buzzing sound in Mo Ran's ears, he followed Xiao Man into the city. Back then, the sky in Lin'an split and there was a bloody storm, and the ghost king threatened everyone to kidnap Chu Xun. He had seen these things once, and when he looked at them again, he still felt miserable and desolate, and the human heart was sinister.

He saw that on the night of the incident, Xiaoman begged in every possible way, begging everyone not to dismember his adoptive father, and begging the housekeeper to let him wait until Chu Xun returned to see if he could keep his father's body intact.

"Please, please wait a little longer. The young master will be back in a while. I will definitely look at his body. If it is picked up, I will definitely stop him. Please..."

"You can't stop the body from being picked up. You have to know clearly what's more serious than what's more serious!"

"No! Don't tear him to pieces, please don't tear him to pieces..."

The rain was pouring down, and Xiaoman couldn't help but knelt down and kowtowed, until his head and face were covered with blood, but he still couldn't stop it. His father's body was still roughly pulled out of his arms, and was dragged away by the stewards of the Prefect's Mansion. Outside the government office, they surrounded the corpse that might mutate at any time.

Xiaoman's sight was blocked. After a while, he saw blood flowing out from everyone's feet, which was instantly washed into a light pink by the heavy rain.

"I was selfish at that time. I just felt discouraged and full of resentment towards everyone, so I rebelled from Lin'an and recommended myself as a subordinate of the Ghost King. I wanted to take revenge on them."

Following his self-narration, Mo Ran once again saw the scene that once shocked his heart.

The mother took out the child's intestines.

The townspeople betrayed their heroes.

Chu Xun knelt on the stone steps in front of the City God's Temple, hunched over in the mud, and burst into tears.

He saw the soldiers escorting Chu Xun to the temple, like vultures eating carrion, and they were surrounded by a huge crowd. They did not hesitate to sacrifice Chu Xun's life in order to survive.

He saw Chu Xun take out his heart and spiritual core together, and hand them into the hands of a few people who were mourning for him, telling them to leave here as soon as possible and not to stay any longer...

Xiaoman also saw all this.

"Later, I went to the ghost world. How many times when I was alone, I would think of Mr. Chu's tragic situation at that time, the heart he gave, and the kindness he... treated us in the past. Every time I think of these, I I feel uneasy and uneasy, and I am increasingly unable to escape the condemnation in my heart.”

Huai Gui paused.

His voice became extremely painful.

"I'm a traitor."

Mo Ran couldn't tell what it felt like.

Sometimes good and evil are just in a thought. Some people actually regret it the moment the knife is stabbed, but so what?

There is no way out.

"Not long after, I heard that Chu Xun's soul was thrown into the underworld. He was a good man. Although his cultivation had not reached its peak and could not be transformed into an immortal, it was enough to enter reincarnation. He would be rich and glorious in the next life and enjoy peace and tranquility in his life. But he did not leave.

His children and his wife had their souls confused and torn apart due to the great catastrophe that year, so he went to Yama to beg, willing to use his fortune for three lives in exchange for the liberation of his wife and children. But the final result was not so smooth. "

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