Chapter 1097 Who Wins
The sky has completely darkened.
evening.
The sky is silent.
The cold wind blows.
The gauze curtains in the flower hall fluttered, flying and rolling, disturbing Lu Zhaoling's sight from time to time.
The hall was dark.
The yard was dark.
The resentful ghosts crowded together and gradually floated towards Lu Zhaoling and the two guards.
Everything was like hell.
The sense of reality is cut off.
They seemed to have entered a space between the underworld and the human world.
The only hope for life was these three people. All around them was death and resentment.
And being in such a state of resentment, even if both parties stop doing anything, their resentment will still affect people.
The darkness hidden deep in our hearts, the injustice and humiliation we have suffered, and the dark consciousness will all be magnified.
Then, the outbreak.
"Master, this, this is..."
Zhou Yi, who was outside, looked at the flower hall that was already filled with ghosts, his face full of shock.
His palms were sweaty.
How could he remain calm and steady looking at such a scene?
Master Song actually has such ability?
"Hundreds of ghosts who died unjustly."
Song Zhi's gaze also fell on the flower hall.
Now they could no longer see the figures of Lu Zhaoling and the other two, because they were all blocked by the hundreds of ghosts.
"Does this scene seem spectacular to you?"
Song Zhi felt relieved at this time.
He knew that no matter how talented Lu Zhaoling was, he was still too young.
She has not yet grown into a towering tree.
The little girl is still too young to deal with him, to show off in front of him, or to catch him.
"Just using a ghost like this is enough to bury Lu Zhaoling."
Song Zhi added, "I haven't ordered the ghosts to tear the living souls apart yet." He smiled slightly, "I was thinking that if I kill Lu Zhaoling here in Subei, I'm afraid it will anger King Jin. If King Jin orders General Qiu to lead his troops to besiege the city at this time, we will definitely not be able to defeat tens of thousands of troops."
"But even if we don't take her life, we can still make her suffer a great loss this time."
There was light in Song Zhi's eyes.
He got his pride back.
"The resentment invaded Lu Zhaoling's heart. From then on, she would be affected and become a woman controlled by the resentment. From now on, any small thing could make her heart dark and her resentment surge."
"Even if the Prince of Jin said a word to another woman, Lu Zhaoling would get jealous, and then her resentment would surge, and she would have a big fight with the Prince of Jin."
"Do you think the King of Jin will still tolerate her after she becomes like that? In a few days, the two of them will have a falling out."
Perhaps, Prince Jin would be enraged and return directly to the capital to ask the emperor to revoke the imperial decree granting the marriage.
If others can't go against the imperial edict, how could King Jin not be able to do it?
Zhou Yi was surprised.
These hundred ghosts, even without moving, have such power?
He thought it would be a pity if Lu Zhaoling, who was so arrogant, bright and outspoken just now, became a jealous woman full of resentment who would explode at the slightest provocation.
The octagonal talisman formation in front of Song Zhi was about to be completed.
"Once the talisman is completed, we can trap her for three days and three nights."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly blurred and a shadow appeared.
They all looked at the face of a beautiful woman.
Then the woman puffed up her cheeks and blew hard at them, including the half-finished talisman formation.
"call!!!"
A gust of wind!
The cold wind blows!
The wind is cold and biting!
The talisman array breaks!
Zhou Yi kept retreating with a look of horror. His hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes were instantly covered with frost.
His face turned pale and his teeth were chattering from the cold.
Song Zhi was faster than him and retreated several steps suddenly, but the folding fan in his hand was covered with a layer of frost and frozen!
He wanted to open the fan with a snap, but his fingers were stiff and he couldn't do it for a moment.
He had just exhausted all his energy to draw a talisman in the air, and the talisman was blown away. He also suffered the backlash and spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "pu" sound.
"Who do you think is being trapped for three days and three nights?"
Madam Sheng San stood there and gently rubbed her cheeks with her hands.
Ouch, I blew too hard just now and it stretched my face a little.
She quickly glanced back at the hall.
"Master Lu, can you do this? If you want me to save you, you have to agree to one condition!"
"Don't you ever call me grandma again!"
"After you come out, let me pat your butt gently!"
Surrounded by hundreds of ghosts, Lu Zhaoling's voice was heard.
"Grandma, it seems like you have two conditions."
"What a pity. I don't want to agree to any of them."
As the sound fell, a black vortex suddenly appeared inside, the air flow twisted and surged, and a door appeared.
The dozen or so resentful ghosts in front were sucked in in an instant, without even having time to scream.
Song Zhi and Zhou Yi outside also saw it.
Song Zhi's face changed drastically.
"Ghost Gate?!"
Who opened the ghost door?
Wasn't the netherworld in chaos these past two days? Did the ghost messenger still have time to come out?
Lu Zhaoling stood there, holding the bell in her hand and shaking it.
"Go and go, come and don't come, the gates of hell are open, and there is no way out in the world. Go, go."
As she spoke softly, the vengeful ghosts were sucked into the ghost gate one by one.
Many of them retreated in fear, and some tried to struggle desperately, but they were no match for the power of the Ghost Gate.
Hundreds of ghosts screamed and howled as if they were being tortured.
Seeing that only a small part was left, Song Zhi finally came to his senses, and he was terrified.
Those were all the vengeful ghosts that he had collected with great difficulty!
One hundred vengeful ghosts! Are they so easy to collect?!
Moreover, he kept them all in black jade, deliberately nurturing their resentment and intensifying their resentment.
This is a very powerful weapon of his.
It is one of the rare trump cards he can use.
If we let Ghost Gate continue to close like this, everything will be gone!
Song Zhi immediately took out another piece of black jade and started chanting the soul-calling spell towards the flower hall.
"All ghosts obey orders..."
"Listen, listen, what the hell!"
Madam Sheng San suddenly floated over and slapped the black jade in his hand with one hand.
Do you think that this great ghost fairy is not here?
In front of her, all ghosts obey her orders.
"clang!"
The piece of black jade was slapped away by her, fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
"presumptuous!"
Song Zhi glared at her and poked the fan in his hand towards Madam Sheng San.
"How dare you, a mere female ghost, do such a thing!"
"You are just an insignificant ancestor." Madam Sheng San learned this way of cursing from Master Lu, "How can this ghost immortal be just an insignificant one!"
She spun around and instantly appeared behind Song Zhi, kicking him.
"Eat shit, you dog!"
How dare you look down on her!
At this time, Zhou Shiyue had already ridden out of the city.
He stopped his horse and turned to look towards Subei City.
Zhao Ling said that someone had to rush to Yulan Pass City by evening at the latest.
She hasn't come back yet.
So, he has to go.
Originally, guarding the border town should have been his job.