Chapter 13 Inverse

The spacious living room is reflected by the swaying candlelight. Between flashes and extinguishing, it seems that the whole room is constantly swaying in the two completely different worlds of Yinfu and Yangshi.

The two rows of acid-branched seats have been leaning against both walls, and there are three long thick solid wood square tables in the middle of the house.

At this moment, Yong Bowen is being firmly tied to the square table in the middle. His hands and feet are spread out, presenting a standard large font, with a semi-burning white wax on the table on the top of the head, ear side, underarm, between the crotch and the soles of the feet.

The wind blew, and the candlelight shook. It seemed that it could be extinguished at any time. Yong Bowen felt that wisps of chill kept penetrating in from the heart of his hands and feet. As the blood slowly flowed in the body, it penetrated into the heart, ran into the lungs, and froze the temperature in the body little by little.

There is the same square table on his left and right sides, tied with fat Liu Yi and slim Han Ya respectively. The treatment is basically the same, but there is no candle above the top of their heads.

Han Ya still remained in a coma, and Liu Yi didn't know whether it was because of the synchronous hypertrophy of the nerves and the body. Although she was scared to the point of cramps all the fat, she still did not faint. She just rolled her eyes and kept saying, "I don't want to die, I don't want to die", and so on.

The black cat did not enjoy the same treatment as others, but was randomly tied to the legs of the table and meowed angrily.

After making great achievements, the ghosts put the three people into the house. After tying them to the table, they all retreated to the outside of the building and looked in from the doors and windows, adding another layer of ghosts to the already gloomy space.

Fei Dingxin dragged his heavy steps back and forth for a long time before lighting all the candles. After all this, he stood silently next to Yong Bowen and frowned at the table, the young master with a nervous face. The inhaler on his back also seemed to feel the host's depressed mood, and lay honestly on his shoulder without any action.

Seeing that Fei Mo hadn't come in yet, Yong Bowen asked, "Do you know that there is a breath-inhaling ghost on your back? Do you know... all your relatives have a breath-absorbing ghost?"

Fei Dingxin said expressionlessly, "That's called a gas-eater. He likes to suck people's yang qi most, and the sick and infirm is the easiest to attract his upper body." The inhaler on his back moved one uneasily and stretched out his long blood-red tongue back and forth between Fei Dingxin's mouth and nose.

Yong Bowen saw a chill on his back and hesitated for a moment. Finally, he couldn't help asking curiously, "How does it feel to carry a ghost on your back all day?"

"I'm very tired." Fei Dingxin's tone was numb as if he had lost all his feelings. "Every day, it seems that he is carrying a sandbag on his back. If you do a little, you will feel tired. Your neck and back are always sore and painful. The cervical spine is aging, and it seems that a slightly larger movement will be broken. I have been carrying it since I was ten years old. Up to now, I have been carrying it for twenty-seven years, three months and eighteen days.

Yong Bowen can deeply feel the pain and despair contained in the plain tone. Although he himself is now in the situation of crossing the river, he still sincerely said, "Actually, I can help you."

Fei Ding's new eyes jumped and stared at this heavenly master, who was basically equivalent to a meat pig on the cutting board, with a kind of ridic. Just as he was about to speak, Fei Mo's hoarse voice sounded like a broken gong, "How are you going to help us? Just like helping me like this? Can't I survive and die now, and rot little by little? You are so kind-hearted!"

With the sound, Fei Mo slowly walked into the building. His steps were very slow, basically moving forward little by little, but even if his movements were so small, the large and small pieces of rotten meat kept falling down with the pace of his moving forward, drawing a strange darkness on the route he had walked. Red track.

Yong Bowen couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Fei Mo's appearance. It was just that after such a while, Fei Mo's body was rotten even worse. Obviously, his decay speed was accelerating. Although the two sides are in a hostile position now, Yong Bowen knew that this situation was caused by his recklessness to catch ghosts. He felt very sorry and apologized, "Mr. Fei, I'm really sorry. I didn't know this would happen..."

"I'm sorry?" Fei Mo laughed and said, "Do you know what you have done? Originally, as long as it takes another six months, I can leave the world without pain. As long as it takes another six months, this formation can be fully formed and operated. From then on, the wealth of our Fei family will be endless until the rich world. This is the painstaking efforts of our generations for hundreds of years. It is about to be realized, but now Just because you, the great celestial master, was caught by the devil and was completely destroyed. Can these be compensated only by your apology?

The miserable image, combined with the sad tone, and the sad content, is really a difficult scene to move. Therefore, the soft-hearted Yong Bowen was sad to hear this, and he only felt that he was so guilty that immortality was not enough to thank the world. Fortunately, before he got home confused, he soon came to his senses and couldn't help saying, "Mr. Fei, although I apologize for your current situation, in any case, it is intolerable for you to trap the prisoners with feng shui to make them unable to be reincarnated, so even if I know these things before I do it, I It will never be ignored. You feel very pitiful and miserable now, but have you ever thought about how tragic it is that these ghosts trapped here by you can't enter the earth and have no way to be reincarnated?

"It's their honor to be a part of the Hundred Ghost Gathering Array and contribute to the fate of our family!" Fei Mo gasped and roared almost crazily, "The world is originally a law of the jungle. Even if your mana is as strong as you, isn't it at my hands now? Is it at my mercy?"

"Uh... What do you want to do to me?" To be honest, Yong Bowen has always been curious about this problem. The formation has been destroyed, and the old guy is rotten like this. Can he save anything? I think the purpose of this kind of only grabbing and not killing is certainly not as simple as venting.

"When you die, you will understand." Fei Mo laughed and seemed to have made up his mind to let Yong Bowen be a fool. He refused to talk nonsense with him anymore. He walked around to the top of Yong Bowen's head and stood about five meters away from the square table. Then he said to his son, "Dingxin, do it."

Fei Dingxin turned around and walked to the front of the bookshelf. He reached out and pressed it in the center of the glass cabinet. The whole bookshelf cracked from the middle, like a sliding door, flashing to both sides, revealing a round hole in the rear wall, and a long sword and an axe hanging across the hole. The sword and axe were all dark red, and they seemed to be full of thick blood. He reached out and took off the axe, walked back to Fei Mo, stood facing Yong Bowen on the square table, raised the axe, and his cold eyes fell straight to the young master's neck. "Don't worry, you won't have any pain. I will split your head in half with an axe."

Hearing this sentence, Yong Bowen couldn't help but feel a chill on his back. He looked at Fei Mo, who was far away from him, and said, "Mr. Fei, since I hurt you so seriously, why didn't you kill me with your own hands to revenge?"

"Oh? Shall I stand next to you so that you have a chance to kill me as an array controller?" Fei Mo suddenly sneered and said in a low voice, "I forgot to tell you that I know everything those ghosts have seen and heard!" It's like I don't want to let those stupid ghosts outside know what I'm saying now, and they will never hear me. In this array, I am the god, and I am the master!"

"What?" Yong Bowen's heart jumped and struggled almost instinctively to get off the table. According to his agreement with the old ghost, the rope tied to his body is just a decoration. He only needs to break free with a light stroke, but at this moment, he can't even get a millimeter away from the table with all his strength. Now he was really scared, and a clear idea came to his mind, "I've been tricked."

Fei Mo smiled and said, "Do you think I don't know what you have discussed? Don't you just want to take advantage of the restriction that live corpses can't enter the array, and plan to suddenly attack me here, so that I don't have time to run the array to deal with those dead ghosts? Hahaha, these idiots don't even think about it. They are the most important wealth of my Fei family. How can I be willing to deal with them? You can't imagine that this rope is specially used to deal with a powerful celestial master like you, which is called a difficult rope. The deeper your mana, the tighter it will be tied... Ah!"

This scream came to the extreme all of a sudden. At this moment, Yong Bowen was complaining about the line "smart is mistaken by cleverness" in his heart. Suddenly, he heard Fei Mo's complacent tone turn into a sad scream. He couldn't help shivering and trying to look up, but he was seeing the half-rotten head flying in mid-air, and Fei Dingxin, who was standing there with an axe. Ke Zheng turned his body and took back the cut-out axe. The blood axe scratched a dark red ominous light in the air with a splash of thick **.

Fei Dingxin's axe, which had been ready for a long time, did not fall on the head of the enemy's heavenly master, but crossed his father's neck!

This change was too unexpected. Yong Bowen stayed there until he saw the red light cut straight towards him, and he couldn't help shouting.

With a soft sound of "Duo", the blood axe pressed against Yong Bowen's arm, crossed the difficult rope, and chopped heavily into the table. Although the difficult rope is a very powerful treasure, to put it bluntly, it is just a rope that has passed the method. It is impossible to withstand an axe, and it is immediately broken into two pieces.

The inhaling ghost on Fei Ding's new back seemed to have been stimulated. He jumped up suddenly and turned to him. His dry arms tightly wrapped around his neck, his legs coiled around his waist, and put his whole head in front of him. His nose to nose and mouth were close to mouth, just like kissing. The same.

"Save me!" Fei Dingxin's hands scratched and danced in front of him, but he couldn't touch the inhaling ghost. With the sound of asking for help squeezed out of his throat, his whole body quickly lost weight like a vented ball.

There was a earth-shaking roar outside the building. The ghosts seemed to be excited. They shouted and danced and danced one by one. They rushed in from the source of doors and windows. They rushed to Feimo's still shaking headless body. They pulled their mouths and bit, and for a moment, flesh and blood flew. The horror and blood of the scene was definitely a super-restricted version.

This series of things happened one after another, so fast that people don't even have time to blink. Yong Bowen's mind was blank for a moment. Looking at the crazy and strange scene in front of him, it took him more than ten seconds to react. He immediately pulled off the rope wrapped around his body and jumped up from the table. He had no time to recite the spell, bit his finger, drew a charm in the palm of his hand, and split the crazy group of ghosts.

Then he heard a loud thunderbolt, as if it had struck a thunderbolt out of thin air, which shook the whole small building. The group of ghosts who were tearing Fei Mo's body to vent their anger were stunned by the thunder in the palm of their hands, as if they were drunk. After turning around a few circles under their feet one by one, they fell to the ground. The ghosts who were still squeezing into the building behind were so snipered that they stopped and dared not rush forward. In fact, the palm thunder is not as good as the five thunder protection spell. The difference is probably similar to that of firecrackers and grenades. It is extremely dynamic but not actually lethal. After this sound, the ghost was so shocked that he couldn't find the north, but Yong Bowen's ears were also buzzing, as if he were deaf for a while.

The inspirating ghost hanging on Fei Dingxin's body was also shocked by a thunder. He instinctively turned his head and looked in the direction of his voice. Fei Dingxin, who had been sucked out half of his life, had a chance and shouted at the top of his voice, "Master, save me!"

Without him shouting, Yong Bowen has already taken action. He split the thunder in the palm of his hand with the intention of killing two birds with one stone. Seeing that the inhaling ghost turned his head with the sound, he rushed over and pinched the ghost seal to the big head of the inhaling ghost fiercely. The inhaling ghost was beaten and fell out of the host. He turned around in the air like a ball. He fell heavily to the ground and screamed. Then he jumped up and rushed to Yong Bowen fiercely.

Yong Bowen didn't have a guy style in his hand. He didn't dare to fight head-on with this evil spirit. He dodged and shouted out of the door: "Backpack, old ghost, give me the backpack!"

Just now, before he pretended to be captured, he gave the backpack with all the ghosts in the old ghost for safekeeping. Although there is a backpack that can't hurt the old ghost through the things inside, those guys are extremely dangerous to the ghosts anyway, so the old ghost holds it in his hand like a time bomb. That was a trembling heart. At this moment, he was really overjoyed to hear the cry of Yong Bowen. He even answered "Come, come" without entering the room. He threw the backpack in with a flick.

At this moment, Yong Bowen just dodged the attack of the inspirating ghost and failed to receive it. Although the style of the backpack, which is purely a local stall, is very new, the quality is obviously not good. When it is thrown like this, it is immediately torn apart. The rune paper, dog blood, glutinous rice... All kinds of things will come out. The inhaling ghost is also unlucky. He just jumped on it. These messy things have been hit one by one. On it.

In the shrill screams, the aggressive inhaler bounced high into the air and sprinkled a large can of bright green ghost liquid. It was covered with yellow paper charms from its head and to its feet. One arm kept emitting blue smoke because it was stained with dog blood, and its body was banging from time to time, as if nothing was buried in its body. Several ultra-small time bombs explode with a thick green color with each sound. But these are relatively minor injuries. The most terrible thing is that the mahogany sword happened to be inserted into its neck and put the thin hemp-like neck against it!

The inhaling ghost twisted his body in the air, shouting and reaching out his hand to pull out the mahogany sword, but the mahogany itself is a thing to avoid evil, coupled with the magic spell of the Tianshi School, which kind of ghost can be touched? As long as its hand touches the hilt of the sword, it seems to have touched the red soldering iron, and the smoke is coming out.

Yong Bowen was afraid that it was so seriously injured that the ghost would break out. He quickly rushed forward, held the hilt of the sword, and kicked the inhaling ghost out. Then he picked up the gourd, grabbed the paper charm, bit the blood-condensed index finger again with a bitter face, drew a spell, and struggled to hit the inhaling ghost.

The charm ignited spontaneously without fire in the air, scratching a bright light trace, and fell straight to the inhaling ghost like a meteor. Then it heard a muffled sound of the canopy, and the ghost charm full of inhaling ghosts burned at the same time. The charm burned very fast. In the blink of an eye, it burned out, and the black ash fell down. Yong Bowen recited the spell, and then pointed to the inhaling ghost and then scratched the mouth of the gourd. Then he heard a sound. It seemed that the bird flew quickly in the air. The shadow flashed, and the inhaling ghost was sucked into the gourd.

Yong Bowen hurriedly took out the plug and stuffed the mouth of the gourd. Then he was a little relieved and wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. He turned around and saw that Fei Dingxin was sitting on the ground, and then walked over and said, "Mr. Fei, thank you very much."

Fei Dingxin suddenly came to his senses, stood up, looked at his father's incomplete body with a complicated expression, and whispered, "You don't have to thank me. In fact, I'm helping him and helping myself. In fact, he died at noon, but he dragged his broken body to the world to suffer because of resentment.

Yong Bowen was silent for a moment. These situations were all caused by his reckless behavior. His heart was full of feelings. He sighed and was about to sincerely apologize again, but Fei Dingxin suddenly turned his head and stared at him and said in a low voice, "Is everything you just said true?"

"What?" Yong Bowen was a little confused by this sudden sentence.

"Can you really help me and my family get out of the control of this formation?" Fei Dingxin had to add a sentence.

Only then did Yong Bowen suddenly realize. It turned out that the persuasion work just now also played a role in the eldest son of the Fei family, which can really be called an unintentional move.

"Of course, of course, I may not be able to do it alone, but there is Liu Yi, a master of feng shui array..." Speaking of this, Yong Bowen remembered that there were still two people tied on the table. He hurried to put Liu Yi and Han Ya down. Of course, he did not forget to understand the cotton to save his family. .

Although Liu Yi was very scared, he saw the scene just now, and he knew that the most dangerous moment had passed, and he heard Fei Dingxin's words, so he couldn't wait to pat his chest when he got off the table and promised, "Mr. Fei, don't worry, I have Liu Yi, I promise to help you break through this hundred ghost gathering array." It's just that his voice is trembling, which really can't give people a sense of trust.

Fei Dingxin put away the contempt when he first met the two of them and said to Liu Yizheng, "Then there will be Master Liu and Yong Tianshi. As long as we can get the Fei family out of the sea of suffering, I will thank you very much."

Hearing the word thank you, Liu Yi couldn't help but shine. He straightened his chest, threw the last trace of timidity behind his mind, and shouted, "It must be no problem."

As soon as he finished his words, he heard a gloomy voice behind him, "Master..."

With this sound, a cool and seeping wind blew on the back of his neck. Liu Yi was shocked. How could he stand this kind of shock? With a strange scream, he got behind Yong Bowen.

When the talking old ghost saw that Liu Yi was moving like a rabbit, he couldn't help but praise him secretly, "Although this Master Liu is a little timid, his movements are clean and neat, and he really has the demeanor."

When Yong Bowen saw the old ghost coming and knew what he meant, he nodded and said, "Don't worry, Master Liu and I are going to break the battle and help you relieve your pain. Master Liu, do you think so?

"Yes, yes." Liu Yi didn't dare to offend these ghosts. He nodded repeatedly and said, "We're going to break the array now. Please make way. I'll check the situation."

The group of ghosts immediately dispersed, and all of them disappeared without a trace.

The three of them placed the faint beauty Han Ya in the room on the second floor. Liu Yi became bold. They took out the compass and measured it. After measuring the main hall of the Wind Building, they held the compass and went out and walked around the villa to calculate.

Yong Bowen and Fei Dingxin followed and talked as they walked. Yong Bowen had a lot of doubts in his heart, so he took this opportunity to bring them up. Fei Dingxin didn't hide it because he wanted him to help break the battle, and said what he knew one by one.

It turned out that this hundred ghosts gathered yin feng shui array was the one that was clothed by Fei Mo's grandfather.

The Fei family in those years was not as beautiful as it is now.

Fei Mo's grandfather's name is Fei Cai. Like his name, he is a complete waste wood. Basically, he is the kind of rice worm who can't do anything and eat anything left. The ancestors of the Fei family were originally ordinary people and had no savings. When he came to Fei Cai, he could only spend but not earn. After his parents died, he was soon three points poorer than a real beggar.

If there is nothing unexpected, according to Mr. Fei Cai's level, he will definitely engage in the promising job of begging for the rest of his life, but his life has taken a turnaround.

What happened at that time may not be clear except for the cost of money. In a word, Mr. Fei Cai, who had been poor for a long time, suddenly met a master one day. According to the master, the reason why he is so poor now has nothing to do with his character and ability, but bad luck.

This master who came out of nowhere is said to be very close to Fei Cai, a broken settler. He not only taught him how to change his life, but also gave him a large amount of money. According to the guidance of the master, Fei Cai bought the land where the current Feijia Manor is located, and used the original feng shui terrain to lay out this feng shui array of ghosts.

The so-called hundred ghosts gather yin feng shui array, to put it simply, is to gather hundreds of ghosts yin, resentment and the extremely dilapidated feng shui veins, to achieve the purpose of the extreme reverse of things, so as to change life and luck. From the day this array was arranged, it began to gradually change the fate of the Fei family and make the family's wealth roll. After 180 years, the transformation of the method can achieve the purpose of a complete change of life. From then on, the fate of the Fei family can become a real wealth.

It's just that this array of magic is extremely damaged. The intermediary between the hundreds of ghosts' grievances and the feng shui veins is the descendants of the Fei family. They need to take themselves as their home, grow ghosts to the most harmful, make the grievances of the hundred ghosts act on the human body through ghosts, and then tact with the impact of the dilapidated feng shui situation on people, so as to achieve the purpose of running the whole feng shui array. Every fifty years, a ghost will break out, people will die, and the Fei family's wealth is also more prosperous at the same time. Therefore, no one in the Fei family has lived to be 60 years old since the beginning of Fei Cai.

This wind tower is the place to raise ghosts. When it is designed, it is left and right symmetrical, which means the balance between yin and yang. The left is the yang people, and the right is the yin ghosts. The Fei family who raises ghosts on their bodies have to live in the room in this building for a day every month. The inhaling ghosts on their back will automatically leave the person during this day and go to the underworld on the right. Absorb the resentment in the array.

At that time, the little girl ghost that Yong Bowen saw in the underworld was the inhaling ghost who was about to attach the Fei family's youngest daughter Fei Yunmu.

People raise ghosts by themselves, and their life and blood is equivalent to sharing with the ghosts. Not to mention that their life expectancy is greatly reduced, if something happens to one of the two, the other will be finished in a short time.

Therefore, Yong Bowen rashly turned off the ghost on Fei Mo's body, which is equivalent to taking Fei Mo's life at the same time. No wonder they are so angry. And more importantly, he melted off the ghost that was about to break the body, which was equivalent to destroying the balance of the formation. Nearly 50 years of financial accumulation dissipated, and the whole Fei family may die. There are only two ways to save it. One is to kill the mage who turned into a ghost, rebalance the array with his mana soul, and the other is to release the feng shui array, but on the one hand, the master did not teach the method of solving the array, and the other is to solve the feng shui array is equivalent to breaking the fortune of the Fei family. Therefore, after calming down from his anger, Fei Mo gave up the idea of simply killing Yong Bowen to vent his anger, but chose to lead him to the villa formation to kill the sacrificial array!