Chapter 127: Necromantic Slope
This wind carried the breath of the yin ghost's body, Huang Chengzhi carefully moved Xie Fu's legs away, and then quietly walked out of the tent to check.
It's just that I didn't notice the existence of ghosts around me, and I thought to myself, could it be that I was wrong?
However, he still rejected this idea, with his current cultivation, he would not even be able to distinguish the yin qi wrongly, maybe it was a wandering spirit passing by here.
So he went into the tent again, and lay down to bed, for he was indeed tired, and if he did not sleep any longer, it would not be long before dawn came.
Just when Huang Chengzhi was in a daze, he suddenly felt something moving around him, and in an instant, he opened his eyes.
But I saw a remnant of color rushing out of the tent.
Huang Chengzhi looked at Xie Fu beside him who was still asleep, but the fox Wanran was gone.
He frowned, poked his head out and looked, but there was no trace of the fox Wanran.
Maybe she found something, wiped her face, and sobered herself up a little.
Xie Fu may be really thunder, although his movement is not big, just now, in a hurry, he couldn't wake her up when he sat up, it was really a thunderous sleep.
After waking up, he didn't feel sleepy anymore, took out a bottle of water from the tent and took a sip, waiting for the fox to return gracefully.
It didn't take long for Hu Wanran to come back, and after getting into the tent, he saw Huang Chengzhi sitting and asked, "Why did you wake up too?"
"I woke up from the movement just now, did you just notice something?"
Huang Chengzhi asked.
The fox gracefully changed back into a human form and sat in the tent and said: "Just now I felt a strong yin qi around us, I rushed out, but I only saw a black shadow flashing in the distance, and when I caught up, I couldn't find any trace of the black shadow. ”
After listening to Hu Wanran's words, Huang Chengzhi knew that it was not what he thought at all, it was just that the lonely soul and wild ghost had passed by, otherwise he would not have tried to get close to them twice.
Huang Chengzhi touched his chin and thought for a while before he said, "It's okay, you go to sleep first, I'll take a look, no matter what the situation is, you just stay here to protect Xiaofu." ”
After the fox Wanran lay down, he directly hugged Xie Fu to sleep, and the position of Huang Chengzhi's lower abdomen was hot again, and finally he simply closed his eyes, and now he cleared his heart for a while and practiced Xuanyuan Technique.
Huang Chengzhi sat all night, and it was not until dawn that he lay down and slept for a while.
After getting up and continuing to hurry, their destination was a location called Lingbaipo, and according to their speed, they should be able to reach it in another three or five hours.
Lingbaipo is where Liu Qing had an accident.
Huang Chengzhi They shuttled through the mountains and forests, and when they were about to reach Lingbai Slope, they saw a ginseng picker.
This person is about forty years old, but his hands are already covered with calluses, they saw Huang Chengzhi and the others looking, beckoned, and said: "Young man, why did you run into this deep mountain, don't go any further, go back quickly!"
"Uncle, are you going into the mountains to pick ginseng, don't worry, we are just here to play, not to pick ginseng. Schiff said.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Little girl, I'm not afraid that you will pick ginseng, I just kindly persuade you." ”
The middle-aged man pointed behind him and continued: "The place behind it is called Lingbaipo, it has not been peaceful in the past few years, and we people who are in the deep mountains all year round generally don't go to that place. ”
"Uncle, you said that it was not peaceful there, did someone encounter something strange there?" Huang Chengzhi asked.
The ginseng picker found a stone and sat down, thought about it, and said, "Lingbaipo's place is a bit evil, this is not a secret to us..."
It turns out that Lingbai Slope also has another name, which is called Necromantic Slope, which is the name of the locals.
Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there was actually a village there, not like it is now, just a barren mountain range, and there were not many people in the village, only forty or fifty families.
Later, a man in the village went out to work, but he was infected with the plague, and he returned to Chuanli and brought the plague back.
At the beginning, the people in the village didn't know, but when they found out, it was too late, and many people had already been infected by him.
Because of this epidemic, the few people in the village have died and ran, and there are only some elderly people left in the whole village who can't run, and those who have been infected and waiting to die.
These people, if they are not dead, dig a pit for those who go first and bury them, until the last old man who is not sick.
When he buried the last body except for him, he committed suicide himself.
He buried all the people, but no one could bury himself, so he exposed the body in the wilderness.
Since then, as long as someone passes by there, strange things will happen, and some people will even die there.
Later, no one from the locals had the intention of passing through there, and even if they could pick up a mallet inside, no one would want to take the risk.
Later, it became more and more mysterious, saying that it was haunted there, and from then on, it was called Necronomicon Slope.
Although what the middle-aged man said was the truth, Huang Chengzhi was sure that Liu Qing definitely didn't fall unconscious when he hit a ghost.
So Huang Chengzhi asked again: "Uncle, have you heard the rumors that Changbai Mountain ginseng is refined?"
Huang Chengzhi thought that the ginseng pickers had been in Changbai Mountain for many years, and they would definitely know more than them, which was better than him looking for them like headless flies.
"Haha, young man, you are the right person, let me tell you, in fact, this is not a legend, it is true! When I was a child, I heard my grandfather say that he saw a big mallet turn into a small doll, but as soon as he walked in, the little doll disappeared into the earth!" said the middle-aged man.
Huang Chengzhi didn't expect that he would really ask the point.
He just asked casually to see if he could ask for some news, even if it was just a rumor.
"Then do you know where it is, can you take us there?" Huang Chengzhi asked anxiously.
The middle-aged man looked at Huang Chengzhi and the three of them with a little embarrassment, and said: "You still don't want to go, because that place is the Necromantic Slope, my grandfather went in because he drank some wine and was bold, he not only met ginseng dolls, but also ghosts." ”
Huang Chengzhi didn't expect it to be so coincidental, now he can be sure that even if the ginseng essence is not in the Necromantic Slope, it is often active in that area.
Because there are few people over there, it is very safe for it, and Liu Qing will run to the Necromantic Slope, and it is also because he really doesn't know Changbai Mountain that he will accidentally break into the Necromantic Slope and cause trouble.