When people in the world mention the Ghost Sect, they will think of the Valley of the Living Dead in southern Khotan. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Khotan, is a word used in ancient times, located in the southwest of the mainland of Yizhou, thousands of miles wide, poor mountains and bad waters, and barren people. Among them, there are barbarian tribes who do not know how many people are numerous, do not obey control, and are arrogant and arrogant.

The Valley of the Living Dead is located under a barren cliff south of Khotan, and the terrain is steep and harsh, and birds and beasts are extinct.

The area around the vast cliff was once one of the ancient battlefields of the Great War of Gods and Demons, and countless bones were buried, breeding countless unjust souls and evil spirits. At the same time, the corpses of gods and demons were buried under the soil, nourishing a poisonous thorn forest containing high poison.

Because poisonous thorns are born from corpse poison, they cannot be eroded by wind and rot by bad rain, and they grow all year round. Fortunately, because of the slow growth of thorns, they have not been flooded for thousands of years. However, after more than 1,000 years of undisturbed growth, the poisonous thorn forest has formed a considerable scale and has become a barrier of its own. And because of the severe toxicity, people and animals will die when they get wet, so the birds and beasts are extinct within more than 10,000 miles, and the people are inhuman.

For this reason, this area was originally called the "Cliff of Death". Later, the ancestor of the Ghost Sect established a sect in this place, and gradually gained people's rest, and because of the unique cultivation method of the Ghost Sect, the people of the Ghost Dao Sect came out day and night, like ghosts, and the "Death Cliff" slowly became the "Valley of the Living Dead".

Therefore, the outside world said that the Valley of the Living Dead means the Ghost Sect, and the Ghost Sect is located in the Valley of the Living Dead in southern Khotan.

Yingzhou is a long way to the south of Khotan, and it will never be possible to reach it within one day. When the three of them walked out of Mangshan, it was already late in the afternoon. The three of them each drove the magic weapon into the nine heavens and rushed towards the direction of southern Khotan.

Not surprisingly, they did not make it to Khotan before nightfall, and finally decided to spend the night in the wilderness.

Three flying magic weapons landed in a barren forest one after another.

The three of them walked for a while, but they saw a ruined temple that had been abandoned for a long time. Most of the time they were cultivators, and they decided to spend the night in it.

The daylight receded, and the night soon swept up, and the night wind rose in the barren forest, passing through the ruined temple, rubbing a terrible scream, like a ghost swallowing, and the sound was like a wolf's howl, and the human scalp could not help but feel numb when he heard it.

In such uninhabited barren mountains and mountains, there will be activities such as lonely spirits and demon beasts at night, so monks usually set up defensive barriers around themselves to avoid being disturbed.

Fu Li's attainments in formation numbers are not shallow, and the matter of arranging the formation is naturally none other than him. He walked outside the temple and at the same time took out the formation talisman seal and began to set up the formation.

Seeing his movements, Jinhuang turned around and walked into the temple, and began to do some simple picking. She silently recited the spell, pinched out a few windless forces out of thin air, and moved aside the door panels, wooden windows and other objects that had fallen on the ground, and sorted out a clearing. Then, she took out a few more oil lamps from the storage bracelet, and was about to place them in the four corners, when she felt a breath slowly approaching her.

"Nishiki ...... Fellow Daoist ......," the man called.

The person who came was Yunhua.

Jinhuang's heart jumped fiercely, her palm holding the oil lamp tightened, straightened up and turned her head to look at the person who came, with a puzzled face, "Yun Daoyou?"

Yun Hua had imagined countless times in his mind that if he met that girl one day, he would tell her something. He had expected a lot of words, but as a result, when Jinhuang really stood in front of him, the words he had imagined disappeared, and his mind was instantly blank.

He felt his whole body surge with qi and blood, and his heart thumped against his chest, as if he was beating a drum like crazy. Even when he was worshipping his teacher, Yun Hua didn't feel so nervous and anxious at such a moment.

Jin Huang looked at his flushed face and the fine beads of sweat shining on his forehead, and his breath suddenly relaxed. It turned out that he was even more nervous than himself.

The curvature of the corners of her mouth deepened, curved like two small crescents. Seeing that he was silent for a long time, she spoke again: "Yun Daoyou, is there something wrong?"

Yun Huaqiang suppressed the surging emotions in his chest, looked at Jinhuang intently, and asked, "I don't know Jindaoyou, did you ever go to Liangdu more than ten years ago?"

His gaze was burning and eager, his anxiety was mixed with anticipation, and anticipation was implied with nervousness, and such complex and intense emotions were evident on his face.

"I remember that it was Chinese New Year's Eve, and the master took me down the mountain to Liangdu City. I was kidnapped by a ghost boy and almost ......."

"Then do you remember the Liang Duyun family, where you met a teenager?" Hearing her say this, Yun Hua was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and he was hurriedly interrupted by him before he could finish speaking.

When he said this, there was nothing unclear.

In other words, isn't he the boy of the Yun family who was possessed by the Yin Song Ghost Boy back then and almost died!

"Are you really the little brother back then?" Before, Jinhuang was not sure, but now it is certain.

Hearing her address to herself, vaguely overlapping with the scene in her memory, Yun Hua's heart was ecstatic, and she nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, I am the ...... Little brother ......" In the end, the three words "little brother" are no longer so distracting for him now, and even feel inexplicably ashamed, so that the last three words seem to be swallowed in his throat, spit out vaguely, and finally buzzed into the air.

Jin Huang smiled heartily, looked at him for a long time, and said uncertainly: "Have you recovered?"

She didn't know that when she smiled sincerely, her whole eyes would be warm, like a hot spring with two lakes, rippling with sparkling waves, fine, bright, and dazzling.

Yun Hua blushed, avoided her gaze slightly, and nodded, "Well, it's all right." ”

Jin Huang nodded, but after thinking about it, he had doubts, and his delicate and beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, "But I heard that after a person is refined, his memory will be damaged, how can you ......?" What's more, she and him are only one-sided, and it stands to reason that he can't remember himself.

How can it be so ......?

Yun Hua understood what she meant. Indeed, after he recovered, his memory of his father and mother was vague, but he clearly remembered her outline, and even Shizun felt incredible. But how could he tell her that her shadow was inexplicably haunting his mind, lingering, and making him never forget?

How could he say that?

He shook his head with a grimace, "I don't know, even my master can't tell the reason." ”

Jinhuang raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes after a while, and smiled at him with relief, "Although this matter is weird, it is also a fortunate thing, we don't have to get to the bottom of it, everything has its fate......