On this day, everyone in the five regions of the entire continent felt a trace of chill in this heaven and earth, and the more advanced the cultivation, the more obvious it felt. "Lonely day, it's lonely day!" muttered an old man, his thoughts flying.

Legend has it that in the distant past, an earth-shattering war broke out on the entire continent, and the five borders were all in flames, and there was no peaceful place. One day, I don't know if it was a coincidence or God's destiny, the forces of the entire continent broke out on the same day, and the war lasted for an unknown amount of time, only that after the war ended, the entire continent was crippled and the population was wiped out. Corpses are strewn all over the place, smoke is filled, crows are crying in the air, and only a few survivors are shuttling under the gloomy world.

The souls of the dead have nowhere to go, and the sky and the earth are full of coldness, and suddenly one day, the door of ghosts is opened, and countless souls have a place to go, and since then, the world has begun to recover, and the population has gradually increased. Later generations of people called that dark period of time "Zhai Lonely!" "Wait until this heaven and earth return to normal, occasionally in a few years, the weather will suddenly be filled with cold, even if it is the scorching sun, you will feel the body chill, some people think that this is the obsession of those dead souls that are immortal, so it is called "Zhai Lonely Day!"

"Bell bell bell ~" The wind chimes on the eaves are rhythmic, making a pleasant sound, the lotus pond in front of the house is a little rippling, and there are fish in the water paddling comfortably.

"Miss!" a maidservant girl came up and saluted a young woman in a butterfly dress in front of the house. "It's Xiaoyu!" The woman turned her head, a delicate face, eyes like the bright moon, pink lips, and skin like water, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world. Even though the maidservant Xiaoyu sees her own lady every day, she is still attracted by the woman's face at this time.

"Xiaoyu~" The woman called softly in disgust. "Ahh "You!" the woman's fingertips tapped Xiaoyu's forehead, angry and funny.

"Hehe~" Xiaoyu smiled and took out a cloak and carefully put it on for the woman. "The lonely day of fasting is coming, and the prince is afraid that Miss's body will be affected, so he specially asked me to bring a cloak to Miss. Xiaoyu said. "Uncle is really worried too much, am I so weak?" the woman said. "Miss, it's not that you don't know the prince, the whole imperial city knows about your kindness!" Xiao Yu said with a smile covering her mouth.

The woman was noncommittal, her uncle was indeed very good to her, and when she first came to the imperial city, because of her beauty, how many kings and grandsons were obsessed with her, and there was even a little prince who wanted her to marry because of his family background. When his uncle found out, he directly led people to hit his palace, and finally even alarmed the emperor to settle the matter. From then on, even the prince would not dare to be rude to her, and he had to behave.

"Miss, the eldest prince's people will send a message, and in three days the banquet will invite all the kings and grandchildren, and the eldest prince will come to pick you up in person!" said to the woman. The woman frowned and said, "You tell the people of the eldest prince that I can go by myself, and there is no need to bother the eldest prince." "Miss, do you really don't understand or fake don't understand!" Xiao Yu said patiently: "The eldest prince obviously likes you, and this prince and grandson can see it!"

"Like me?" the woman thought silently in her heart, her eyes looking at the lotus pond. The water ripples, reflecting a stone rock, the two small figures are looking into the distance, with a happy smile on their faces, "One day, I will take you out of this place, Le Ling~" The woman suddenly woke up, and the lotus pond was still rippling.

"Where are you, Ah Xiu!" the woman thought silently.

In the depths of the Western Regions, there are not many towns and cities, and almost no outsiders will go there except for the local people. Because the land in the depths of the Western Regions is barren and the people are chaotic, there is no need to go at all.

A caravan is rushing to the deepest part of the Western Regions, where there are the goods they need, the Western Regions produce few goods, and someone usually sends them every year, but for some reason, there is suddenly no news this year, and the merchant can't do without the goods, so the merchant got a team of carts and horses, according to the address given to them by the delivery person in the past, and came to receive the goods in person.

"Is this the day of Lent?" said the leader of the caravan, Uren, as he lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the dark sky in front of him. "I've heard my grandfather say that it's a lonely day, but it's not so evil, is it?" The little brother who was driving the car looked at the gray sky in front of him, and his heart was a little depressed.

The caravan continued to move forward, and there seemed to be a layer of gray mist between heaven and earth. "Look, it's here!" the driver pointed to the gloomy city in the distance. "Well, speed up the pace, we will enter the city and collect the goods and leave here quickly, no wonder no one has come to this place, who can stand this broken ground!" Mao Ren ordered, and the caravan marched quickly towards the city in the distance.

"Why doesn't this city even have a name?" the driver brother asked suspiciously, looking up at the bare gate of the tattered city. "Where do you come from so many words, enter the city!" said U Ren angrily. "Oh!" "Drive" The chariot boy hurriedly drove the carriage into the city. The caravan had a total of three carriages, and after entering the city, for some reason, there was no one on the streets, the shops were closed, and the heart of the chauffeur brother was in his throat.

"What's going on?" the city was dark, and Uren felt a little unusual in his heart. "Boss, there's something evil here!" the little brother who drove the car trembled a little. "In broad daylight, where do you get all the mess!" Uren finished speaking, and glanced at the gray sky.

"Look, what's that?" someone shouted, and Uren tried to look wide-eyed, and there was something in front of him that looked like a schoolyard, and something was blurry and unclear. "Let's go, go over and have a look!" Uren drove the carriage himself. As they got closer and closer, Uren's motorcade entered the square only to find that those vague things were all people one by one, hanging on bamboo poles, and blood flowed down the bamboo poles, forming a huge pattern.

The gray city still stands, and no one comes out of it from the beginning to the end.

"Haha, I feel very comfortable!" Somewhere deep in the Western Regions, a dry corpse woke up and made an ugly sound. "Hmm~~" Over the years, some people have been looking for people to sacrifice to me outside, and you can't stop me." The withered corpse sat on a tattered throne, and in front of him was a cracked, gray golden statue of the Buddha.

"You can't have dissipated, have you?" the withered corpse looked at the dim Buddha statue, which did not move in the slightest. "Hmm?" "You were badly injured in the first battle back then, didn't you hold on all these years?" Thinking like this, the dry corpse moved, and then slowly stood up and walked down the tattered throne.

The dim Buddha statue still didn't move.

"Haha~" "It seems that you still haven't held on, all these years, I think highly of you!" The withered corpse raised its already skinny hand and slapped it at the Buddha statue full of cracks, trying to break him.

Just when his palm was about to touch the Buddha statue, suddenly the entire Buddha statue emitted a dazzling golden light, and at the same time, the Sanskrit sound burst, the Buddha statue at this time swept away the previous dimness, like a big Buddha descending, the Buddha statue pushed out with one palm, and directly blasted the dry corpse back to the throne, and the tattered throne was almost disintegrated.

At the same time, in the temples of the Western Regions, the big bells rang by themselves, alarming many figures who had not moved for a long time.

"You're going to stop me!" the withered corpse roared loudly at the Buddha statue from the throne. "As long as I'm in for a day, you don't want to go out!" the Buddha statue made a loud sound, and then the golden light converged and changed back to its previous dim appearance.

"I'll definitely go out, you can't stop me!" the dry corpse roared inwardly, but there was nothing he could do about the Buddha statue in front of him, and the Buddha statue could only stop him, but not kill him. "Guys from the outside world, hurry up and sacrifice me, I can't wait!"

At this point, the withered corpse can only hope in the outside world, someone who has found him a sacrificial item.