Cold sweat immediately broke out as I grimaced quietly in the dimness. Dammit!? What the hell?! That painting... the character in it is missing?! Is this the same like just now? Oh, Gods in Heaven... the characters in the paintings are...
Then something flashed by my peripheral visions. I wheeled around frantically. There! Another painting, now empty too! And before I knew it, every figure in every painting around me convulsed and came to life! They moved slowly at first, as if their joints were stiff or painful, and suddenly, they leaped sideways out of view and disappeared like monsters fleeing from their two-dimensional prisons!
Gods help us! I groaned to myself in the dark as my sword-hand raised warily in anticipation of an ambush, There're at least twenty portraits around here!
In a mere matter of seconds, every single canvas on the wall became blank, leaving only the bare fields of colors and other backgrounds that backdropped the empty
Na San might have been badly weakened, but he had recovered much of his consciousness then. As soon as I began to rise, he caught hold of my ankles. Just in time, Na San managed to keep me from flying away! Frowning, I leaned down, giving him my hand to pull him up. Only more sparks jumped from my outstretched hand and exploded, sending Na San careening off before falling unconscious once more.I punched my thigh in frustration. What the hell?! But there was better than this to be anguished. With a flick of my fingers, my sword heeded my summon and flew under Na San and with another flick of my Seal of the Sword, my sword grew larger again like it did before and it lifted Na San up like a hovering stretcher. What fortune, I mused, Without this spell, I would have trouble bringing Na San with me.We began walking back to the sculpture wing of the gallery where the breaking noise came from with my sword hovering beside me with Na San on it. Imagine my exhalat
The revelation of hit me with the flashes of the poor ghosts dissipating into nothingness just now and I lurched with incredulity. Oh, my God... those poor things... these are all kinsmen of Tribe Nine Li! What savagery is this... To forcibly mesh the Souls of Heaven and Earth of others with the Mortal Soul of another man... That's just abomination...As mentioned before, the ghosts of humans consist of three Souls and seven Spirits in Chinese esotericism and the three Souls are the Heaven, Earth, and Mortal Soul respectively. From the Mortal Soul, the seven Spirits that characterized each and everyone's personality and individualism were derived. But due to the stronger Heaven and Earth Souls forcibly meshed with the native Mortal Soul, Mr. Huang's infernal witchcraft could render his subject cold and impassive, having lost all their former personalities and behavior."That's a quaint and useful trick," I chuckled and said, "But don't you realize that your
Astral projection. I knew that feeling. The feeling of the Core Spirit of my soul leaving my body. I experienced the same sensation as this when Master Six sent me back through time, back to the final years of the Ming Dynasty and as I left my physical body behind, I lost all ability to control myself, floating into the air like a helpless mist.I passed through the space in the Fog World, out and up to the sky where I looked down and saw a glittering expanse of lighted beads and radiantly speckled lines beneath my feet. But the pretty cityscape down beneath did little to assuage my anxiety. What's happening to me?! What's going on?! A strange voice reverberated in my mind. A voice that sounded oddly familiar even though I could not understand what the voice was saying. It sounded more like a song. A chanting song sang in a tongue I could not recognize.The voice went on and one, growing louder and faster like a klaxon inside my head and so was the speed I
"YOU! IMPOSSIBLE! YOU! THE IMMACULATE COMMUNION?!" With blood squirting uncontrollably from his severed wrists, Mr. Huang howled with pain and agony in his voice. "You really haven't placed much thought into my one-week disappearance, have you?"The question left a shocked Mr. Huang wordless. Shang Pei's ice guandao hissed and sizzled, and in a puff of vapor, it disappeared. He formed up beside me, wearing a proud smile. "Well, I see there's no need for old men like me here any longer!" With that, he wheeled around and walked back to Old Men Xie and Chen, and just beside them, Zhu Mei cried loudly with glee, "Good job, my dear boy! Now destroy him!"With my sword-hand lowered but the Shiyan Blade still firmly in my grasp, I approached Mr. Huang. "Spirit of the Heirloom Axe," I addressed, "Through millennia, you and I have been nemeses. Well, I don't know what methods you've used to assume human form, but it appears you cannot become one with your weapon. So
Mr. Huang rose up amidst the dust and splinters of wood like a phoenix rising from its ashes, reborn and renewed. Patting the dust off his clothes, he sniggered. "Did you really expect that I'd be defeated so easily?! I created this Real and Fog World. This is my domain. Mine and only mine! So long as ghosts still wander here, they can be sustenance to me!"So this is what he's after?! I gasped, Sergeant Zhan was trying to buy him time! Gods, we've been thoughtless about that! This dimensional Real and Fog Worlds was created by Mr. Huang, the Spirit of the Heirloom Axe, and they were filled with damaged ghosts missing parts of their Souls. If Mr. Huang could easily dabble with modifications of their Souls, then it should only be expected that he was highly skilled in the manipulation of Souls and that would mean he could just as handily consume any of the damaged ghosts to heal himself and the time that Sergeant Zhan had bought him had allowed him to do just that!
Big Sister screamed and screamed to no avail. Father did not appear nor did he respond in any way. There was only Big Sister's hoarse voice resounding through the void outside.Hum! Another wave of energy swept forth from its epicenter where the two men were still fiercely raining blow after blow at one another. Their weapons met, steel clashed against steel, sending more jolts that the offices and cubicles around us looked as if the ground beneath them would be giving way any moment now. Even on the floating swords, the waves of energy pulsed and nearly knocked Uncle Quan and the others off.Shang Pei's fight with Mr. Huang could not have been any more vicious. None of them would yield to each other and the heavy blows they exchanged were testaments to their unyielding tenacity. But they were not equals. With my Spirit Sight, I could see that Shang Pei was gradually turning weak while Mr. Huang had invariably succumbed to a maniacal bloodlust, the thick ma
The sudden voice ringing in my head made me shudder. Father?! Is that you?! I reeled as the sight of the Heirloom Axe coming nearer reminded me that I was not dreaming. A deep but sonorous hum reverberated in my ears, nearly knocking me out and Mr. Huang's battleaxe came down with a bursting force that erupted and really had me keeled over, unconscious.I did not know how long had passed. After what felt like a very long time, I opened my eyes frantically, remembering that we were still in danger only to inhale heavily in awe at what I saw! I was standing, right in the middle of the auditorium and my leg was fine! The auditorium which had been battered to ruins and only one door still flapping on one last hinge at the frame of the entrance had been restored to what it was before when I first came and everyone was behind me—Zhu Mei, Old Men Xie and Chen, and even Shang Pei! I panned around, spinning on my heels like a spindle. The same podium that Mr. Huang had been spea
With speed we never thought him to be capable of, he bolted! He should be dying already, I gasped. Bitterness and grudge flared effervescently in his eyes despite the foul aura that fueled his powers earlier now completely missing. Still, he looked no less murderous from before! And to make things worse, I spied a newly-cut wound on his wrist; he had slicked the Heirloom Axe with his blood again!But how long could he stand without the supply of power from his ghosts? I wondered. Without it, can this middle-aged man, now almost fifty, sustain any longer in battle? Shang Pei, the mightiest among everyone here, skittered forth to meet him. The blade of his saber gleamed blue as it appeared in his grasp, glowing with an icy-cold fury! Only, before he could do anything, I zipped right past him just as his fingers clasped around the hilt of his freshly-conjured weapon, charging straight at Mr. Huang. I zipped from where I stood in a flash, the tip of my sword p
Along the way, Qiao Yu asked the sword bearing youth, "The youth senior just now is ......" The sword-bearing youth replied with the same color as usual: "My old man." Although Qiao Yu had already heard the previous conversation between the two, but at this time the youth personally said number, or let Qiao Yu again ate a shock.The accompanying magistrates were all confused as well, and the martial youth laughed and said, "Don't you guys always talk about gods and goddesses, but this time you've seen a real one, why don't you all recognize it?" The crowd was instantly startled and turned back to look, even though they had long since left the place of the incident by a great distance. Qiao Yu at this time sighed: "Immortals can only, heaven and earth with spring. At today's sight, it is really so!"The sword-bearing youth laughed, at which point the shorter youth asked, "Do you think that this old Uncle Hai is the same person he was three hundred years ago, or the same p
And this is the end of the southern part of a place called Chao Luowo, the county's two big rivers, return to the township, artichoke transport through this place. Because Wuling has been very close to the sea sea water rise and fall along the river, up to this, so the name Chao Luo nest.The military rations of Xingzhou Zuotunwei and the nearby guards established by the imperial court had to be transported through here via the Huixiang River. Because of the return to the countryside of the river turned a corner here, the river flows here, and then with the tide upstream of the sea water meeting, will cause the river siltation. Nine floods in ten years, often affecting the transportation of military rations. Therefore, the court ordered Yutian to dredge the river. Qiao Zhixian field survey, decided to straighten the bay some, the project involves the shore of an ancient well, already do not know how many years. It was the digging of this ancient well that brought considerable
And said no end of the three absolute and Qiao Zhixian line back to the city, not yet into the courtyard will encounter a messenger led a little girl kneeling down in front of the four people crying for help. Negative sword youth went forward to pick up the child, this is a little girl of eight or nine years old, on the fat side, long and sturdy. Round face is very cute, negative sword youth asked her: "What's wrong ah? Saving whose life ah? Who is trying to harm you?" That child was very much in tune with the negative sword youth and hugged the negative sword youth's neck, saying, "Uncle save my father!"The officer who led her said, "This is my relative's child, who traveled thirty miles to the city to look for me, saying that her father had been lost for three days. The village can't find him, so I think the three masters can calculate what's wrong with this relative of mine!"The short youth shook his head like a rattle drum and said, "How can the child say her fathe
It is said that a family in a village in the southern part of Wuling held a wedding ceremony, and the groom died violently on the wedding night. The county magistrate, Mr. Qiao, received a report of the case and took the coroner to the scene to investigate.The pallbearer examined the body and saw that the groom had no visible trauma. Face serene, slightly smiling. Asked the bride, the bride said the morning found the groom sleeping, greeted get up did not answer, lifted the brocade quilt only to find the groom is dead! In-laws rushed to find their son died violently, rushed to find someone to the county to report! Lord Qiao saw that the groom had no external injuries and no signs of poisoning, so he could only conclude the case by saying that the groom had been over-excited on his wedding night and had died violently.Not a day and the people reported that the southern part of the county, a wedding night groom died violently. Mr. Qiao, the county magistrate bu
It is said that there is a Lian Sheng Inn in this Endless City, and this day a merchant came to live in the store.After the meal, the merchant greeted the fellows to ask the shopkeeper to come to see, see the shopkeeper, the merchant took out some loose silver, said to the shopkeeper: "My name is Wang Hui, is a few hundred miles to the west of Qizhou, do the business of medicinal herbs. I have a store in the capital, and recently I've expanded my business, so I'm planning to open another pharmacy in this city. Before staying in the store in the city around, to open a pharmacy is best with the city now several pharmacies to distance themselves. I have already looked at a street frontage and negotiated with the owner there, but the shopkeeper and the doctor-in-charge must have family members to come with them, so I need to buy another mansion not far from the store. Although I have found a house, I don't know if the owner is willing to sell it. I'd like to ask the shopkeeper ab
It was said that there was a village in Wufeng called Xijiatun. There was a villager named XI Maungzhao, who was a businessman. Catch this summer to Henan for business, unexpectedly Henan flood capsized the boat, folded the capital. And encountered porcelain extortion, only to engage in penniless, then picked up the eight rope. From the market on credit some vegetables, pick to the village to sell, to make up some money. After a lot of hard work, the next year only bounced back home. After coming back, he got very sick, and used up all the family's savings before he could barely save his life, but he could not work and often vomited blood.This day, sitting on the stone in front of the door to rest cool, came three guests passed by the door. Xi Maung Zhao recognize that these three is the famous endless three great, said that they have been unlucky for years, recently met the three immortals, I heard that some people know them, then mixed with the county's errand boy. Why don'
That said, the two to the county government office two people are still tearing. Qiao Yu busy asking why the conflict, the Taoist priest said that the fortune-teller to their own insults for no reason, but also blinded his eyes.Qiao magistrate immediately asked the short young man for what reason conflicts with Taoist priests, short young man said Taoist priests involved in plotting to take people's wives, killing and harming life, he is for the yin and yang line clean up the door. The specific case only need to Wan Zidong couple of Wan Jia Zhuang in the east of the city will be summoned to the hall, a question from the clear.Less inclined Wan Zidong brought, saw the hall kneeling that Taoist priest, immediately ate a shock.Qiao magistrate immediately slapped the shocking wood: "Daring Wan Zidong, how did you plot to take a man's wife to kill and harm life, tell us the truth!" That Wan Zidong shivering, can not say a word.The short youth said, "All you ne
And that out of the endless mountains, east out of the pass, is the Luanzhou territory. In Luanzhou, there was a Huang Xiu Cai, who had failed in his repeated attempts, and became obsessed with shadow puppetry. He traveled all over the country performing on weekdays to make ends meet.This day, Huang Xiucai is a village performance of shadow puppet theater, the stage down three dressed in strange costumes, one of the visitors actually still carrying a sword. Generally, the sword is across the waist, but this person is carrying it on his back is very strange! These three people did not watch the play in the front stage, but went around to the backstage to watch Huang Xiucai operate. The audience has never seen this dress of people, have wondered if the shadow man alive, a closer look, three people dressed and shadow man is not the same, then they have been curious to watch. For a while, no one watched the play, all around the three people, do not know what the origin of the thr
And say this day, no end of the mountain slopes in front of the path came a pick eight rope. What Wuling called "picking eight ropes" was in fact a cargo man. At that time, the income of the cargo man was not as high as that of the farmers, so he had no choice but to make a living.This pick eight rope, saw the hillside in front of a tree under the three people are resting in the cool, recognized that it is the Terminal Three, then went up to chat with the cool. During this eight rope picking, asked the endless three, said: "small Pu two, three masters of the magic power is profound, can you show me, I'm tired of running around every day, when I can buy a few acres of land, when an honest farmer ah?"The short youth of the Three Jedi smiled and said, ''Your requirements are not too high. Although people's lives are predestined by heaven, but it is not like the legend of the difference. This sometimes ah, the same opportunity, people's character is different approach is d