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Then the words fell, everyone's feet were light, and the sky swirled, and their bodies seemed to be in the air. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info It's gray all around, and you can't really see anything.

There were shouts and screams all around, and this situation lasted for a few breaths, and the soles of Li Xianyuan's feet suddenly touched a hard object, and then he fell to the ground. The sound of falling and screaming in pain also sounded all around.

It seems to have fallen from a great height, but it doesn't hurt. It's just that I didn't stand firm. Li Xianyuan got up from the ground, his sleeves patting the dust on his robe, and looked around strangely.

The crowd fell together, and only seven or eight people stood still and did not fall. Among them are two women, one big and one small, with delicate skirts and delicate appearances.

Speaking of which, from the time he went up the mountain to the present, Li Xianyuan has not seen anything too ugly, and the worst is the posture of a middle-aged person. If it weren't for his temperament and eyebrows, Li Xianyuan would be no different from others.

Most of the eyes were focused on the few people who didn't fall, and Li Xianyuan also fell, so no one paid attention to him.

Li Xianyuan got up, patted the dust and looked around. It seems to have reached the bottom of the furnace, and the surrounding furnace walls are like a dome, and the ground under his feet is soft and full of messy footprints.

The crowd hurriedly got up, and hundreds of people formed a small circle - many of them came in the company of friends, and some of them came to join in the fun. Anyway, if you perform well, you can still enter the Pure Yang Academy to study.

A gray mist appeared, hazy and obscured the sky. For a while, it was a lot of darkness all around, such as dusk after sunset.

A hundred zhang away in front is the village, the wind branches are frightened, and the grass is covered with cold stalks. The dirt road was overgrown with weeds and desolate.

Li Xianyuan thought about it, and took off the three jade plates around his waist and put them in his sleeve. Since there is a competition for gold grains, the more outstanding you are, the easier it is to be targeted. From the second level onwards, it's the main event. The better the performance, the easier it is to be noticed by the high-level of the Pure Yang Sect, and then accepted as a disciple. Presumably, his every move is probably also being observed by some people.

A brocade-clothed young man suddenly rushed out of the group and ran to the Netherworld Village in front of him. The others woke up from a dream and rushed forward.

For half an hour, say more and say less and less. The number of four or five hundred people grabbed eighty-one gold grains, and there were many monks and few porridges. Seven or eight out of ten monks are going to have an empty stomach.

After a few breaths, the surrounding birds were frightened, and Li Xianyuan stood in place, tepid.

There are still a few people who have not left, and you can see that those who have not fallen are all left.

Several people looked at each other, and a few eyes swept over Li Xianyuan, nodding slightly to say hello.

Li Xianyuan stepped forward and walked without hurrying. I didn't go far when I saw faint cheers coming from the entrance of the village in front of me.

Dressed in cloth, a swarthy and sturdy young man held high the gold grains, two rows of white teeth, and was overjoyed. As soon as he entered the village, he saw a flash of light on the ground, and when he picked it up, he was curious to find that it was actually a gold grain, and he was lucky.

The surrounding crowd was full of envy, but no one dared to grab it. Some of them were flexible and wanted to buy them for two dollars, and then another person raised the price. Shouts and shouts came and went. In the blink of an eye, it was raised to 10,000 taels.

However, if it can be accepted by the Pure Yang Sect, it will be worth 100,000 taels.

Ten thousand taels of money is enough to squander a lifetime. The honest young man looked at the gold nuggets in his hand, and then at the man who made the promise. My heart is entangled, and my thick lips bite and bleed without knowing it.

"That's it. I was fortunate to lose my life. It's just that if you become a pure yang sect in the future, remember to take care of your little brother. Seeing him like this, the young man couldn't bear to soften his heart. Then he smiled and patted the honest young man on the shoulder: "If you are not taken in by the Pure Yang Sect, I will invite you to drink after you go out." ”

The honest young man nodded heavily, and the two rows of white teeth were re-revealed.

Li Xianyuan came to the entrance of the village, where most of the people gathered. Most of them are women. I heard the old Taoist say that there are many demons and monsters here, and they dare not enter.

The old way didn't say that there was danger inside, but he didn't say that it was safe inside.

A line of fences encloses the village, and when you enter the netherworld, the scorched black soil is melted under your feet, and on both sides are simple grass houses made of mud and stones. There is a bit of gloom and coldness in the fog. The wooden door is wide open, and the black hole inside it chooses people to eat.

Li Xianyuan walked through the crowd and stepped into the Netherworld Village with a pale face.

I don't know if it's an illusion, as soon as Fang settled, the cold air entered his head along the soles of his feet.

Li Xianyuan's black eyes were waveless, and he glanced at it lightly. After stepping into the Netherworld Village, there is always a sense of being stared at. This has always been the old way of talking about ghosts and demons?

The people behind him trembled and stried, lest one or two ghosts rush out of the roadside hut. Those people at the entrance of the village gritted their teeth and rushed into it.

On the other side, Li Xianyuan had already walked out of Baizhang, and suddenly heard someone shouting behind him. I couldn't help but look back, and I saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, dressed in a dark green brocade robe, with starry eyes and a very good appearance.

The young man walked quickly, and said with his hand: "Liu Xingchen is under him." ”

"Li Xianyuan. ”

Liu Xingchen got straight to the point and smiled slightly: "I think Brother Li is not an ordinary person, is it okay to go together?"

"Oh?" Li Xianyuan looked around, the Netherworld Village seemed to be small, but four or five hundred people entered and were scattered in a blink of an eye. Only a few figures can be seen shaking in the distance, but I don't know if they are humans or ghosts.

retracted his gaze, and saw that Liu Xingchen was still waiting for a response, so he muttered slightly: "If you get the gold grain, how to divide it." ”

"If there is only one, it will belong to Brother Li. ”

Li Xianyuan nodded and walked with him for a short time.

Liu Xingchen is good at talking, and Li Xianyuan is silent. I listened to him all the way, and he somewhat washed away the desolation of the village.

After half a cup of tea, the two people who had been moving forward slowed down slightly, just because there was a crossroads in front of them, and a blue brick ancient well stood in the middle.

Liu Xingchen stopped, one step behind Li Xianyuan, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Li, that well is weird, we must not get close to the past." ”

Li Xianyuan stopped and looked back at him strangely: "Are you thirsty?"

Liu Xingchen was stunned, full of puzzlement at this question, shook his head and replied: "Not thirsty." ”

"If you are not thirsty, why should you go near a well? ”

"......" Liu Xingchen thought about it, in this kind of environment, it is a fool to approach unknown things.

He was about to speak, but he saw that his surroundings had become hazy, and the houses that had been visible before were hidden in the white mist. When I looked up again, the gray mist above my head had completely covered the furnace mouth, blocking the sky.

Li Xianyuan also found this and said, "It's foggy, go to the side of the house to take shelter first." ”

Thinking about the half an hour given by the old way, it is not so simple. Half an hour is for two pillars of incense, and at this time it is not far from the first incense burning, so it seems...... This second pillar of incense will be the time of change.

"Into the house?" Liu Xingchen glanced at Li Xianyuan with a strange face, and skimmed towards the thatched house on the side of the road.

The fence is enclosed, and the grass hut is dark. The black hole seems to be devoured by people. If there are no ghosts in it, no one will believe it.

Liu Xingchen turned his head and was about to say something, when he suddenly saw that Li Xianyuan was gone. Hurriedly turned his head to look for it, and saw that Li Xianyuan had already stepped into the courtyard and walked towards the thatched house.

"I really don't know if I'm alive or dead. A touch of fierceness swept by, Liu Xingchen scolded in a low voice, and then turned into an anxious look in a blink of an eye, and chased after him.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]