Lin Su said goodbye to the thin monkey and was alone, following the escaping black air current, chasing towards the darker street.

After walking for about two blocks, he finally caught up with the black airflow, and new clues appeared on the road, and a faint blue-purple aura remained on the side of the road.

Lin Su looked around, in addition to this breath, there seemed to be a little bit in the distance, and there was more in the distance, which seemed to be the mark of the guide, and the footprint of the giant's step.

The black qi that was entrenched in the faint blue-purple aura was caught up by the evil gods, and he was too frightened to move.

Lin Su didn't make a move, anyway, this black airflow won't survive tomorrow's sunrise, so there is no need to waste time to deal with it, speed up and follow that little bit of blue-purple aura.

With that little clue, Lin Su walked farther and farther, but the blue-purple aura became more and more intense and obvious, until it almost became a straight line like a tail flame.

With obvious guidance, Lin Su began to continue to accelerate, speeding forward until it reached an old town.

The blue-purple aura becomes nonexistent here, and the scene of the huge old town is even more strange and inexplicable.

Most of these bungalows in the old city were built in the last century, and the big urban area is like a forest of buildings composed of countless old houses, row by row, one by one, layer by layer of black tile houses, pierced into the forest like a needle.

Numerous alleys and alleys are interspersed, and countless stone steps, stone slabs or wooden ladders connect the paths or houses, and the whole old district is like a labyrinth.

There are still countless old wires on the old house, black and swarthy, hanging in the sky one by one, like branches and leaves that shade the sky.

Because of the imminent demolition, everyone moved out, the old house lost popularity, and there was no maintenance, and the black tiled houses were a little crumbling. Coming here during the day feels dim and depressing, not to mention the strange and mysterious feeling of this old area at night.

A few old-fashioned street lamps in the labyrinth, hanging under those black-tiled eaves, swayed in the wind, flickering in the dark night with a faint white light, which flickered in the forest like a flickering ghost fire, and made the surrounding old houses even more ghostly.

Lin Su entered this labyrinth, for an elite scout like him who killed resolutely, who had seen ghosts and even been ghosts, and who had violent murderous aura and blood-colored eyes, his immunity to the eerie and mysterious was definitely stronger than that of ordinary people.

The dense black-tiled old houses, the intricate stone paths and paths, the forest is also familiar, and in the previous life, in the city, those poor people also lived in this way.

But Lin Su still underestimated the confusion brought by the dark night, and the complexity of the "modern" old forest.

Because of the darkness, all the trails were pitch black, and many corners and passages were swallowed up by darkness, and it was impossible to find them at all.

The "modern" old districts, with their endless emergence, and the various illegal buildings have made the already complex pattern even more complicated.

Blood-colored eyes, Mahayana yin and yang eyes are indeed extraordinary, with the ability to resemble animal night vision, and can also cast murderous energy, but it is not a headlight, and the flow of a flashlight can shine on its own. What's more, in order to control the murderous aura that will erupt at any time, it is impossible to open the blood-colored pupils all the time.

The intricate eaves floors and antenna power grids completely eliminate the already hazy moonlight, after all, the eyes can see things by the refraction of light, in those hidden in the depths of the old house of the passage stairs, how can you distinguish without a trace of light?

For Lin Su now, getting lost is not the most terrible, after all, there is still a way to get lost, but I don't know which one, isn't it?

The most terrible thing now is the unknown oppression and fear.

When Lin Su entered the old city, he used the Mahayana yin and yang eyes to see that the entire city was shrouded in a light purple aura, this feeling was like the purple enchantment that night, but there was no physical sense of the enchantment barrier, everything was a little hazy, but everything was full of a demonic atmosphere.

After entering, this lilac aura becomes more and more intense, but it will not bring any obvious discomfort to people, if you want to say anything, it is a kind of twilight dying, mysterious and gloomy feeling, which cannot say whether it is the cause of this purple breath, or the ghostly environment.

If there is no yang eye, you can't see this purple, then even if a monk with a keen sense comes here, he can't feel that there is an aura shrouded in it.

What made Lin Su really uneasy was that the deeper he went into the old area, the more this purple qi became, and there were actually countless hair-thin lines of aura interspersed in the criss-crossing but extending paths.

And the countless hair-like thin lines of air are arranged according to a certain pattern, and they are still running slowly but delicately.

Lin Su tried to use his physical body or murderous qi to affect the delicate and thin line of air, but once that aura was blocked or destroyed, it could immediately change the direction of countless thin streams, and continue to flow in the maze without being affected in the slightest.

For Lin Su, who touched the thin line of breath, it didn't seem to have any effect, and there was no feeling of discomfort or something wrong at all for the time being.

Haven't you ever tried pork and never seen a pig run? As the temporary "grandson" of Shi Xiaodie, the master of the feng shui array, and the Mahayana stiff array that he was trapped in, how could Lin Su not know that this was an extremely large feng shui array.

But I don't know if I have access to this path, I don't know whether this array is good or bad, and what the consequences will be if I am in this array for a long time. Are you lost because of the complex terrain of the old area, or are you trapped by the formation like that Mahayana stiff?

All the unknown questions stirred Lin Su's calm state of mind throbbing.

"Hit C, hit your sister's meat, you rookies!@#¥%。。。。 ”

In the distance, there was a sound of people scolding the street.

When Lin Su heard this, he immediately jumped onto the roof of the tiled house in front of him.

Looking towards the place where the voice was heard, there was a bright light through the large roof of the house that looked like undulating black waves.

In order to track the blue-purple breath before, Lin Su had been searching for it on various paths and trails. Didn't look at the roof.

Now I jumped to a high place all of a sudden, and I first peeked down at the dark forest formed by the old houses in the old area, and the black pressure pressed a large area of anti-complexity. Sparsely populated, sporadic lights sparsely scattered in the distance,

I always feel that there is something lurking in that darkness, something is hidden, weird and mysterious, lonely and terrifying.

After opening the yang eye, Lin Su felt even more permeable, and the entire old area was shrouded in a lilac aura, like a lilac pot lid splitting the head and covering the face.

Countless arm-thick purple chains crisscrossed the air, like a heavenly net imprisoning the city here. The thin lines of aura on the ground path before were like countless flowing blood vessels, continuously transmitting spiritual energy to those chains.

That silk thread, dense web-like prohibition is definitely a nightmare for dense phobic people.

The unknown brings fear and awe, Lin Su strayed into a huge feng shui array set up using the qi of heaven and earth, and he didn't know the purpose and consequences, and it was nonsense to say that he was not afraid.

Lin Su only felt weird and infiltrating, the cold hairs all over his body exploded, and he put away his Mahayana yin and yang eyes, and he was more willing to face the darkness and gloom than the dense unknown horror.

Flickering and moving, flying up and down, flying up and down, flying up and down the wall, rushing straight in the direction of the sound.

"Takeout! Lao Tzu didn't order takeout at night! Grass! Don't bother Lao Tzu!"

Lin Su heard the scolding again, this time the distance was closer than before, it should be nearby, and the direction was corrected and swept away at a rapid speed.

Compared with other old and crumbling black-tiled old houses, Lin Su followed the sound and came to the intersection of the small road from which the sound came from.

In front of me are two or three old houses in rows, although they are lined up together, they all have their own courtyard gates and patios. Each old house has two floors, and the third floor also has a simple sundeck and a small pavilion with dormer windows.

Compared with these families, it should be regarded as a very luxurious building in this old house.

What surprised or surprised Lin Su even more was that he finally found the purple-blue aura he had been tracking for a long time outside the old house, and it was also a mist in the shape of a takeaway electric car condensed by the purple-blue aura.

"Hmmm... This ghost obsession is so strong, it has broken free from the shackles but does not return to Huangquan Road, but... Instead, it continues to deliver takeaways, and it has also condensed into a takeaway electric car. . . This... Lin Su was shocked.

Looking up, the innermost room on the second floor was lit up, it should be inhabited, so now! This ghost is delivering food to the living here!!

Without further ado, Lin Su opened his blood-colored pupils and jumped into the old house.

When Lin Su himself died, although he was riddled with murderous thoughts, many years of battlefield killing were also smoothed out, or numbed to his state of mind, so when he died, he did not have a particularly strong resentment, obsession or unwillingness, which caused some monstrous resentment, and what turned into a powerful ghost and refused to reincarnate.

It can be said that he is relatively normal, the way of death of the public road, people will enter the Yellow Spring when they die, if there is no Qiankun Tianxin Jade, when it is a thing, Lin Su, or Lin Disease, should have been reincarnated as the underworld and the first child.

Therefore, it is indeed a bit difficult for him to use his own personal experience of being a ghost to interpret the abnormalities he encounters now.

Listen to some old people when you were alive, or listen to the old lady Fluttershy when you were reborn, and get some information about this ghost.

It is said that after a person dies, the soul will generally be unconscious, and it will enter or be brought into the Huangquan Road by the ghosts, and enter the underworld from the Huangquan Road.

However, if there is a strong resentment, obsession, and unwillingness before death, then often after death, the soul will clearly retain the memory of the deep resentment before death, and at the same time, it will not escape into reincarnation before dispelling that resentment.

This kind of unjust soul is actually very sad, because often under the influence of external forces, their memories are stimulated by the resentment before death, and there is a deviation. Or only remember your obsession, resentment and unwillingness, wandering around. Either they only remember what they were doing when they were alive, and then the ghost continues to do what they were doing when they were alive, not knowing that they have become a ghost.

And these unjust souls, if they are not lucky enough to encounter the yin of the yang patrol, are brought back to the underworld, or they meet a high-ranking monk or Taoist priest who leads them to the way, or they are trapped by some magic circle or space that isolates the vitality of the yang world. Seven days later, when the sun rises on the eighth day, no matter how reluctant you are, you will all be gone!

This is the so-called saying that there are only seven souls in the yang world.

And there is an exception, that is, these ghosts with strong resentment and obsession, who have killed the living or taken the soul within seven days, and completely turned into a powerful ghost and stayed in the yang world!