"It's been more than two months since I left home, I miss home, I miss my parents!" Lingsha suddenly said sadly: "I used to be willful, I didn't listen to them well, but after this experience, I realized how much my parents love me!"

Fiddling with the blazing bonfire in front of him, Qin Jiuyan's eyes were glazed, and he said with a sigh: "I really envy you!"

"What do you envy me?" Lingsha asked in surprise, rolling her big eyes.

"I envy that you have a sister and parents, you can see them at any time!" You sighed, and Qin Jiuyan replied gloomily.

"Can't you see them?" or ?—" Lingsha asked, her eyes wide, puzzled.

"If Demon Flame Valley is home, I've been away from it for almost six years. Touching his square nose, Qin Jiuyan sighed: "As for my biological parents, in my memory, I haven't even seen them once, and I don't know what they look like!"

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, with a dazed and depressed face at this time, Lingsha suddenly stretched out her little tongue, pretending to be a cute grimace, and said with a smile: "Okay, there will be a blessing if you don't die today, let's not talk about unhappy things first, let's talk about some happy and interesting things!"

"Well, okay, it's up to you!" With a roll of his eyes, Qin Jiuyan smiled evilly: "Sister Lingsha, I'll tell you a story!"

"Okay, Sasha loves to listen to stories! hehe!" Hearing this, she blinked her beautiful eyes, and Lingsha applauded excitedly.

Clearing his throat, Qin Jiuyan pretended to be profound and said slowly: "Once upon a time there was a mountain, there was a temple in the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple, cough cough!"

"Hey, it's an old-fashioned story, what did I think!" Rolling her eyes, Lingsha said angrily.

"Don't worry, the story has just begun!" Suddenly, Qin Jiuyan said in a gloomy voice: "Late one night, this old monk walked through a cemetery alone, and when he reached the middle of the cemetery, he suddenly heard a knocking sound, and the more he listened, the more afraid he became, and finally he found the source of the sound, which was a carved tombstone of a person tinkling and clanging. So the old monk breathed a long sigh of relief and said to the other party: "You almost scared me to death!" What are you doing in the middle of the night? The man lowered his head and replied in a deep voice: They carved my name wrong, I will change it!"

"Hey!" Looking at Ling Sha's weak body curled up in some fright, Qin Jiuyan pretended to be frightened and intimidated.

"Ah~ What are you doing, scared the baby to death!" Lingsha, who was in shock, screamed, her slender jade hand couldn't help but tremble and sway, and she pouted her cute little mouth and said in disgust: "You're so bad, scared me to death!"

Jingle bell, ding bell!

"Sister Lingsha, did you hear anything?" Suddenly, Qin Jiuyan raised his ears with a nervous expression and said with a gloomy face.

"Little brother, don't make trouble, I'm afraid!" Lingsha's face turned pale, and Ling Sha said slightly angrily in panic.

Jingle bell, ding bell!

"Listen, jingle, jingle! I'm not messing around, I didn't beat it!" was originally a joke, but at this time, Qin Jiuyan suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Ling Sha's frightened little face was bloodless, and she barely moved her body, staggering and falling into Qin Jiuyan's arms, like a frightened little sika deer, eager to return to the embrace of the clan.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, it's okay!" Slowly afraid of beating Lingsha in his arms, Qin Jiuyan comforted softly, like an elder comforting a child lovingly.

Jingle bell, ding bell!

The sound of this beating is crisp and powerful, and the source of the sound should be deeper into the tunnel.

At the bonfire, pulling out a torch casually, Qin Jiuyan walked up to Ling Sha and slowly bent his knees and squatted down.

"Little brother, what are you doing!"

"Carry you up!"

"Oh!"

Under Ling Sha's exclamation, Qin Jiuyan neatly picked up Ling Sha. However, when Qin Jiuyan's hands touched Lingsha's soft and delicate thigh skin, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, this feel is still quite good.

"Little brother, can we not go over, Sasha is really scared!" It may be the reason why the body is weaker and has not recovered from the injury just now, or it is a factor that is naturally timid, Lingsha's delicate body kept trembling for a while.

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided! It's okay, there's no need to be afraid of Sister Lingsha with me!" Tightly hugging Lingsha's arms that were repairing her long legs, Qin Jiuyan said with a resolute look in his eyes.

"Mmmm, Sasha listens to little brother!" The crimson cheeks were close to Qin Jiuyan's solid back, Ling Sha suddenly felt a long-lost sense of security, and replied obediently.

Jingle bell, ding bell!

In the silence of the night, the abrupt tapping sound is particularly harsh. Maybe because he has experienced life and death, Qin Jiuyan is not very afraid of the unknown. For ghosts and gods, there has always been in the Chuyuan Continent, in Qin Jiuyan's consciousness, he is the god who saves himself, and if he wants to surpass the existence of a god, he must first overcome the fear in his heart.

Searching for the sound, the initial narrow passage was about three hundred meters, passing through a stream channel, and a wide cave in the blessed land appeared in front of them.

On the empty blessed land, there are many tombstones one by one, and a lamp hangs above each stone monument, and the bleak and gloomy scene is very terrifying. And the sound of "jingle bell, ding bell" came from an old man with a shawl in the upper left, and I saw that he was holding a fine steel hammer in his right hand, striking on the black gold awl held in his left hand, carving the stone tablet raised in front of him.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Qin Jiuyan was stunned in place. Lingsha was also frightened and pale.

With his mind racing quickly, Qin Jiuyan couldn't help but muttered in his heart: What is the situation? Isn't this the horror story I told Sister Lingsha just now?

"Sister Lingsha, you stay here first, I'll go up and find out!" Slowly putting down Lingsha, Qin Jiuyan said softly.

"Well, be careful!" Lingsha replied with concern in her beautiful eyes.

"Don't worry!" With a slight smile knowingly, Qin Jiuyan turned around and stared at the strange old man.

"Senior, what are you doing?" Always ready to fight, cautiously approaching forward, when a few meters away from the old man, diagonally on the right side, Qin Jiuyan stood still, but he couldn't see the old man's face, so Qin Jiuyan asked tentatively.

I saw the old man with gray and dirty hair bowing his head, and replied, "They carved my name wrong, I will change it!"

Hearing this, his face sank, and Qin Jiuyan secretly condensed his spiritual power to prepare for the unexpected.

"Where is the demon, don't pretend to be a ghost, I won't eat your set, master!" Hearing this, Qin Jiuyan was not afraid and scolded loudly.

Jingle bell, ding bell!

As if he hadn't heard Qin Jiuyan's loud scolding, the strange old man was still banging on the stone tablet in his own way.

"The kid respects you as a senior, but you play tricks on me, then don't blame the kid for being rude!" Suddenly, the spiritual power around his body skyrocketed, Qin Jiuyan secretly snorted, and with a move of "Ghost Devil's Claw", he attacked the old man fiercely.

However, the blow that Qin Jiuyan had always been proud of did not cause any harm to the old man. I saw the fierce attack of the "Ghost Claw" passing through his body, and on the other hand, the old man, like a puff of black smoke, after his body twisted and dissipated, he condensed his body again.

"Hehe!" Suddenly, the old man raised his long dirty hair, and under his thin corpse-like face, he grinned a row of withered yellow teeth, staring at Qin Jiuyan solemnly.

"Ahh

"Ahh

Qin Jiuyan and Ling Sha couldn't help but scream in unison.

"Ahaha! ahaha!"

Suddenly, with a sharp and eerie laughter, the surrounding wind was blowing, and the lamps above the tombstone were all crumbling, and finally began to gradually extinguish from far and near by the strange old man.

"He is sacred, please report his life!" said that he was not afraid of ghosts, but when he encountered the scene in front of him, Qin Jiuyan was also a thriller in his heart, and the small heart in his chest beat violently, like a drum.

"Ahh

"Lingsha, I'm here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid! I'm here!" Qin Jiuyan watched the lamps on the tombstone go out one by one, and immediately heard Lingsha's shout, so he flew back to Lingsha's side. At this moment, Qin Jiuyan hugged Lingsha tightly, patted her on the back, and constantly comforted her.

There was a gloomy and dim patch in front of me, and from time to time ghostly shadows floated by. The grumbling cry cried out: "You return my soul, you return my flesh! I will suck your blood dry and eat up your flesh!"

"Hey, why did you engrave my name wrong, I want to change it!Oh, by the way, what's my name?" a wandering black shadow said to himself in a crazy way, "What is my name, do you know? Please, tell me, what is my name?"

"Please, don't kill my child, please, woo!

"Woo, I died so miserably! You give back my heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys! Woo..."

"Ah~ Jiuyan Gongzi, my head hurts, it hurts, it feels like it has cracked!" As the surrounding yin spirits intruded, the mournful whimpering sounds were like a spell of soul conjuring, burrowing into the brain and shaking the soul sea.

"Quick, quick, Lingsha, hurry up and cover your ears!Don't listen to the cries of these ghosts!" Shaking his head in pain, Qin Jiuyan said with a strong endurance of pain.

"Ahhh

"Hold on, I'm thinking of a way!" gritting his teeth, Qin Jiuyan endured bursts of sharp pain and thought.

Where did these spirits come from? Could it be that there was a massacre here? What should I do, what should I do?

"Ahaha, you want to stop my resentful spirit dementorship by blocking your ears?Dream! You two little dolls are too naïve, ahaha!" The shrill and eerie laughter of the strange old man from before rang out again.

"You just obediently tie your hands and arrest it!Ah, how many years, I didn't expect my old ghost to come back to life again, ahhaha!" I only heard the guy who called himself an old ghost, paused, and continued to say in a weird manner: "Little guy, I really want to thank you both, if you hadn't broken into the altar of the Divine Cult by mistake, I wouldn't have survived! Ahaha, God really helps me! After sucking your essence and blood and ingesting your soul, I will be free, ah, I am looking forward to it!"

Hearing this, his face changed continuously, and Qin Jiuyan's mind turned extremely quickly, searching for the crazy words of this evil madman! Suddenly, a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind, and Qin Jiuyan suddenly remembered what Gu had told him about the origin of "Ugin's Blood": among them, there was a statement about the Cult of Evil Gods, yes, it was absolutely wrong, this madman must be a member of the Cult of Evil Gods, sucking the essence blood of others and ingesting souls to cultivate evil exercises!

The corners of his mouth twitched, Qin Jiuyan clenched his fists gloomily, and thought to himself: Old boy, you are too happy, you are awake today, but what can you do, I will count you as unlucky when you meet the master this time, and soon you will die forever.