In the middle of the moon, a cool breeze blows away the last heat of the day.

The hazy moonlight sprinkled on the riverside, and the mountains in the distance and the water in the near distance became ethereal, like an ink-stained picture.

Bai Xiu woke up under such circumstances.

As consciousness returned, little by little, what had happened before was quickly and clearly recalled by him.

"What ...... this?"

He slowly stood up, looked around, and suddenly realized that something was wrong—the Soul Suppression Bundle!

He quickly checked his body and surroundings, but unfortunately, he found no trace of it.

Obviously, the man who attacked him had taken it, though he didn't understand what the other man's purpose was.

He had one more question in his mind.

At that time, the man must have quietly switched places with his second brother after attacking Bai Che.

But this was too weird, and according to the situation at the time, it seemed unlikely.

No one could sneak in front of him silently without being noticed by him, even the Fang family, who was the best at hiding the fluctuations of their spiritual power, at such a close distance, there was no possibility of hiding from the sky and the sea at all.

"Could it be the one who broke into His Holiness again?" Bai Xiu pondered.

If that was the person, then she could do it.

This made him even more curious about the person's identity.

He had a gut feeling that this person was definitely not the woman of the Ming family he had met in the outer town, but had another background.

But now he has another issue on his mind.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that the wide Suling River was flowing quietly, and the Xianyou Peak, which was split by the Xianyin Stream, stood in the distant upper reaches.

And the lower reaches of the river disappeared into the empty moonlight, not knowing where it leads.

With just one glance, he was already sure that he hadn't left the confines of the Hongmeng Valley.

He thought about pacing around a few steps, and a strange feeling gradually appeared in his heart.

Wait a minute –

The road on the banks of the Suling River was cut off less than two miles out of the town, and further down there were cliffs, rocks and deep forests.

There is not even a place to put your feet there, how could there suddenly be a bluestone road that is so well preserved?

Bai Xiu looked at the path that meandered down with the Suling River in a daze, and an impulse was inexplicably born in his heart - he wanted to go down the river and see what the end of the river was.

He shook his head, quickly shaking off the strange thought, thinking about what to do next.

In principle, he should go upstream along the river and find Bai Yan and them as soon as possible to determine Bai Che's situation, and then think about it in the long run.

But he had a hunch that since the other party got him here, he definitely didn't want him to return to Hongmeng Town.

He couldn't help but glance at the bluestone road that led to nowhere, and wondered for no reason, could they be trying to let him go downstream?

He looked up at the full moon overhead, and the misty light was dyed with a faint layer of blood, and he couldn't help but reveal a little strangeness.

Somehow, he suddenly remembered a story, a story that Bai Che used to scare him when he was a child.

At that time, they were still young, and the elder brother would always tell sensational stories to "intimidate" his younger brother in order to set off his "majesty".

As a member of the Bai family, Bai Xiu is not very taboo about ghosts, but because of his young age, he will still be a little scared after all.

He once asked Bai Che: "Second brother, is the end of the Suling River really a place of reincarnation for thousands of living beings?"

At that time, Bai Che naturally smiled proudly, and nodded again and again: "That's right! On the eve of the Midyear Festival, the ghost gate is wide open, and if you walk along the Suling River, a Huangquan Road will appear." And this Huangquan Road is the only way to enter the final place of the soul, the land of listening to the soul!"

Bai Xiu said with some curiosity: "What is it like inside the Land of Listening to Souls, is it the same as our world?"

Bai Che pretended to smile strangely and said, "Inside, there are countless powerful ghosts, which are even more terrifying than those spirits raised by the Ming family! Among them, there is a female ghost who is particularly powerful, specializing in eating the hearts of the living!"

…… These childhood memories have long been forgotten by him, and occasionally looking back, it has a different taste.

Of course, Bai Che's story of deliberately scaring people is not the point, but the rumor - when the ghost gate is wide open, go down the Suling River, and you will reach the land of listening to souls.

Bai Xiu didn't know where this rumor came from, but it didn't come out of nowhere.

And as a condition for supporting Bai Yan, the Qinglong Sect handed over the matter of rescuing Bai Yan's life to him, which was an agreement they had made before.

There was no doubt that they had no doubt that Bai Xiu would be able to enter the Land of Soul Listening, and they obviously knew the way to go to the Land of Soul Hearing for a long time.

This has always been the secret of the Ming family, but there is no impermeable wall in the world.

Bai Xiu didn't know if the method they had mastered was related to that rumor, but now he wanted to verify whether that rumor was true.

That's right, he wants to walk down this inexplicable bluestone road to see if the end of the road is a place to listen to souls.

This is not a naïve and rash decision.

Bai Zhenguo said that as soon as the day dawns, the gate of the land of listening to souls will be closed.

In any case, there is nothing wrong with that.

In other words, if he really wanted to rescue Bai Hua, he would only have six or seven hours left.

If he goes back to Hongmeng Town first, it will obviously be too late.

He made up his mind and walked along the bluestone road under his feet towards the lower reaches of the Suling River.

Three hours later.

There was still silence all around, and the roadside scenery barely changed except for the rolling peaks on both sides.

Seeing that the moon had set in the west, Bai Xiu felt a rare anxiety in his heart.

He thought to himself, "Could it be that I guessed wrong......

At this moment, a sudden fog rose on the Suring River.

Immediately afterward, the fog spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and within a single light of tea, the entire riverbank was enveloped in it.

Bai Xiu felt something, and carefully stuck to the cliff far away from the river bank, secretly on guard.

Jingle Bell –

After a while, an ethereal copper bell sounded in the thick fog in the distance, and it looked particularly ethereal and treacherous in the chaos.

At the same time, the originally clean night sky also became cloudy, and within a few seconds, the bright moon was completely obscured.

There was darkness all around.

I don't know how long it took, but a little light suddenly lit up not far away.

The light seemed extremely faint, swaying gently in the mist, as if it would go out at any moment.

And then another point.

Slowly, there were more and more points of light in the fog, like another river winding up the bluestone road, so that people could not see the end.

Bai Xiu couldn't help but hold his breath, it was the first time he had seen such a vision.

But soon he recovered from his shock - the river of light was slowly approaching him!

What to do?

In a moment, Bai Xiu already had an idea.

He quietly sneaked to the side of the Suoling River, jumped into it, and jumped down.

However, he did not fall into the water, but raised his left hand and threw a thin rope out of his hand.

The rope caught a protruding stone on the cliff, and he hung it on the cliff wall against the bluestone path.

This string is not a mortal thing, it is called "Linglong Si", it was a gift from Bai Yan a long time ago, and I don't know where she got it.

It is about nine feet long, the size of a bracelet wrapped around the hand, and the material used is also very special, neither metallic plastic, nor cotton, leather and silk, but it is extremely tough and invulnerable, in such a situation, even if it is to support two adults.

And he chose this position very cleverly, as long as he tilted his head slightly, he could see the movement on the riverbank, but it was difficult to spot him from above.

The points of light in the dense fog were still increasing, and they were moving strangely in this direction.

Soon, Bai Xiu noticed something strange again, those points of light moved very regularly, as if they were following someone's command.

A strange thought popped into his head for no apparent reason—could this be a marching procession?

Jingle Bell –

The brass bell rang again, this time much closer to him.

Soon, a figure gradually appeared in the thick fog, followed by another ......

After a while, he saw that there were countless shadows in the light spots, and there were countless figures crowding the entire bluestone road!

That's right, it's a team!

Bai Xiu was surprised in his heart, and was about to continue to observe, but he didn't want those figures to arrive nearby without knowing when.

"Jingle bell—" The brass bell suddenly rang again, this time less than two meters away from him.

Bai Xiu held her breath and stared, not daring to be careless at all, just waiting for the bell to go away, and then go up to check.

However, he faintly sensed that something was wrong in his heart, and after a little thought, a chill suddenly crept up on his back - so many people passed by, and there was no footsteps above his head!

The air seemed to freeze, and there was a dead silence all around, which made people shudder.

Bai Xiu suppressed the horror in his heart, and quickly reacted - this team is probably not human at all!

It seems that this road is indeed the Huangquan Road that can lead to the land of listening souls.

Thinking like this, Bai Xiu calmed down a little.

At the same time, he also had a plan in mind.

Soon, most of this silent team has passed.

He didn't hesitate any longer, and when the last "man" walked by, he rolled over as soon as his hand sank, and in the blink of an eye he had quietly landed at the end of the line.

The "person" in front of him didn't notice anything, and walked in a daze.

Bai Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, the situation was really the same as he guessed.

When a person dies, the soul returns to the place where the soul is heard and begins another journey.

Only a very small number of souls can travel back to the world to fulfill their unfulfilled wishes.

But in any case, after death, even if they really have the ability to return to the place where they once lived, the most important life force in the soul will gradually escape.

When the power of the soul is exhausted, those souls that have returned to the human world will become wandering spirits, and finally completely dissipate and return to heaven and earth.

If these "people" in front of them are really wandering spirits, then nine times out of ten, they are not sane.

In this way, he will be able to follow this team and find the place where he hears souls.