Not Qiu Yu Yu, her voice is too familiar to me.
The reason I looked at that old woman is because the voice behind me carried some signs of aging.
Who is it behind me? Even deceiving Lao Gong's sight and sound?
The pain was too intense, gradually became numb.
The skin was so tense that it prevented me from turning back.
I thought of someone.
If it's her, it's no wonder that Lao Gong can't see it, and the old woman has no reaction.
The hidden needle for hanging oneself appeared silently above my head, and my heart grew increasingly cold with fear.
Eventually, Lao Gong stopped his hands from moving.
I slowly opened my eyes, feeling all over my face something was off and uncomfortable, as if several pairs of pliers were clamped onto my flesh.
Lao Gong seemed particularly pleased, nodding repeatedly. His expression as he looked at me was like he was gazing at some masterpiece.
As for the old woman, she seemed to be more surprised and confused, as if Lao Gong's series of actions had completely overturned her understanding.
"Sir, find something to look at. It's perfect," Lao Gong said.
I suddenly turned around, looking behind me.
The pitch-black mountain wall was permeated with a damp smell, but no one was there.
"What's wrong with you, sir?" Lao Gong asked me in surprise.
I turned back and looked slightly upwards at the oblique upper part.
I still remember when I pierced Ding Ruipu's mouth with a single sword, and when she died, I saw her soul float up, presenting a look as if there were a deity above three feet.
I am certain that it was Ding Ruipu who spoke earlier.
Now there is not a single shadow of a ghost to be seen.
"Sir? Make some noise, are you numb?" Lao Gong shook his hands in front of me.
"I followed the old man," I croaked out.
Lao Gong's expression changed slightly, his eyes wide with surprise as he asked, "Spiritual possession of the malevolent spirit, or the benevolent spirit?"
In itself, our analysis of Ding Ruipu is that she became a malevolent spirit while alive. As for her subsequent state, I believe it to be a benevolent spirit, but I cannot be sure.
"It shouldn't be... It's possible that she followed you because you destroyed everything she had. But if you're her destined person, and you can see her existence, she would have taken your body by now. How could she wait until now?" Lao Gong was shaking his head, when his face suddenly tensed.
"I see... was it the face? Maybe before, you only saw it once when she died, and then you couldn't see it anymore. But the movement of her face, it seems to have created a kind of mysterious connection between you?" Lao Gong was analyzing.
But I felt that this might not be the case.
Is it that Ding Ruipu just hasn't had a good opportunity?
Prior to this, I still had the Jade Essence of Yin and the Four-Regulation Mirror that could knock down the spirit of a benevolent deity.
The level of Gao Tianzhu and Gao Tiansword is not weaker than the two artifacts, which is also a deterrent.
"That means we need to remove the things from your face? That's a bit difficult to deal with." Lao Gong was clearly in a state of hesitation.
I took out my phone, though it was dead, the screen can be used as a mirror and reflect my face.
Looking around, my facial features had undergone a dramatic change.
Overall, my eyebrows looked much sharper, the bones of my eyebrows were higher and extended a little bit, my cheekbones protruded, adding a little pointed tip, like the rising edge of a knife. My nose's top curve slightly downward at the tip, and my chin became more pointed and wider.
Even I myself, looking at this face for the first time, couldn't recognize it!
Concealing makeup just borrows cosmetics to change some features, but Lao Gong is going to change my face completely!
Just, that unrelenting pain made my temple ache slightly.
"I don't want to, I'm fine."
By some misfortune, my voice became hoarse because of it, which was completely different from before.
"Don't be afraid, it's a blessing, not a disaster. What cannot be avoided will happen, she must always be by my side," I opened my mouth again and explained my meaning to Lao Gong.
Lao Gong squinted his eyes, licking his lips, scanning the surroundings from left to right, and he didn't speak up.
"Ding Ruipu... who is she?" the old woman asked, her tone serious.
"It's nothing, grandma..." My last two words were said slightly unnaturally.
The old woman was stunned and her two rows of muddy tears streamed down unceasingly.
"Ah... Good... good child..." She trembled as she reached out to support my arm, overwhelmed with emotion.
Both in name and in fact, she is indeed my grandmother, and even more so the existence recognized by my father. Calling her like this is rightful.
"Ah..."
"Lou... Lao Gong took a deep breath and suddenly said, 'It's almost dawn. I won't possess this person anymore. I can't wait another night to go to the temple, and I don't know what the situation is there. Even though it's filled with dark energy, it can still rise during the day. I can't make you carry the body there now."
"Sir, you two go ahead. If you can't talk, let the old lady explain, yes, the old lady, what is your name?" Lao Gong directed his attention over to me and asked seriously.
I also found out through this that the old woman's name was Luo Pinjiang.
After that, Lao Gong controlled Luo Qiyang's body and walked a considerable distance. I didn't know where he went to dispose of the body, and then he returned to my shoulder.
In an instant, the dawn dispelled the night, and the morning arrived.
It shone on my grandmother, also known as Luo Pinjiang, her twilight years seemed to have regained some vigor, even the silver hair had a few strands of black hair that I hadn't noticed before.
"You must bring your father out, even if it costs my life." Her eyes were resolute, and the crinkled corners of her mouth were curved into a smile.
Then, she walked straight towards the Black City Temple.
"Xinpo is a devil. The whole Black City Temple is full of bones. You, you cannot leave my side. No matter what anyone says, you should not pay much attention." Luo Pinjiang's hoarse voice, also carried a bit of vitality.
Between this mountain and the Black City Temple, there is a tower with the entrance to the Black Prison.
As we approached the tower, a few people came out of the door of the tower, looking at us from a distance but not approaching.
The Black City Temple, as required, will not hinder Luo Pinjiang's entry to the temple for the viewing.
We walked together all the way to the foot of the Black City Temple.
Upon the yellow soil lies a massive rock foundation, the temple and mountain merge together!
At a distance, it's black here, but up close it's that deep red that darkens to black. Under the sunlight, the temple walls radiate glimmers of light.
At the foot of the mountain, there is a road that slopes like an embankment, leaning against a wall of the temple, tilting upwards and bending several times, resembling a staircase along the mountain.
Two people walked towards us, they were wearing heavy robes, their skin was dark, but their eyes were bright and clear.
They bowed deeply and humbly to Luo Pinjiang, murmuring a few words that I couldn't understand.
Luo Pinjiang replied with a word, and the two people led the way, guiding us into the temple.
In that moment when we stepped onto the sloping path, I felt a sudden chill, as if it was pouring into my feet. My entire body was blown by a refreshing gust, and my heart seemed to have calmed down.
The air was filled with a faint fragrance, as if it was a spice, yet sweet like preserved fruits.
Having known from afar that the Black City Temple was not small, walking beneath the towering walls made me feel even more insignificant and negligible.
Lao Gong suddenly disappeared from my feet, and he was very alert. I realized that the Black City Temple was as dangerous as a graveyard, entering here meant that I had already blurred the line between life and death! It was a mess of human and ghostly beings!
Suddenly, there was a sharp prick on my wrist, as if something was tightening and trying to drill into my skin!
This pain was not as intense as the constant ache on my face, and I maintained a calm expression, showing no sign of any abnormalities.
The thing that caused the strange sensation was the bone beads used to conceal the aura on my body!
A monk named Agong, hidden in the robe, revealed his relics!
