It was getting dark.

The night covered this mysterious and dangerous old temple mountain with a black coat, and the moonlight hid in the low clouds, only a little light, which also made the already winding and rugged mountain road even more difficult.

Halfway up the mountain, a thin layer of snow had not yet melted, and the branches of the trunks were bare because of the winter, and in the moonlight, the shadows of the trees below were showing their teeth and claws, like demons stretching out their tentacles.

"Rustling ......"

With the sound of falling snow, a young man slowly walked out of the slope.

By the dim moonlight, it could be seen that the young man was the white-robed boy who had been talking to the two peasants at the foot of the mountain.

"Whew~"

On the mountain peak in the distance, there was a terrible howl, like weeping and complaining, and people felt furious when they heard it.

But the white-robed man's face was still calm, without the slightest change, as if he hadn't heard the roar of beasts and insects from the mountains at all.

He stepped on the snow and walked up the mountain road, deep and shallow, to the edge of the cliff, and looked at the valley in the distance.

"There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!" The white-robed boy sighed softly at the evening breeze in the mountains, with a complicated expression, "Who would have thought that the 'Ghost Mist Vine' would grow in such a barren place?"

As he spoke, there was already a glimmer of white cold light in the eyes of the white-robed boy, which was extremely dazzling and shining in the dark night.

After carefully inspecting the valley under his feet, the light in his eyes gradually faded, and he muttered: "There is still a second-order "yellow skin" guarding here, it seems that this is the "mountain ghost" in the mouths of those villagers, right?"

"Hmm...... This 'ghost mist vine' grows at the bottom of the valley, where is it going to go down?"

"Huh...... Pregnant. ”

After searching for a long time, the white-robed boy finally found a back slope where the mountain was not so steep.

The white paper fan in his sleeve slipped into the palm of his hand, and with a slight thrust of it, the folding fan was inserted deep into the limestone wall.

Just like this, step by step, like rock climbing, after a while, the white-robed boy finally fell to the bottom quietly.

The valley was quiet, dark.

The white-robed boy pulled out the folding fan inserted in the mountain wall, withdrew his sleeve, and a faint white cold light appeared in his eyes again, and quietly looked at the situation in the valley.

At the bottom of the valley, a huge crack in the valley winds its way and divides the valley into two parts. The surface of the ground is bare, not a single tree is visible, all are grayish-white, irregularly shaped stones, this is like a dead valley, there is no way out.

"It seems that if you want to go up, you have to climb step by step. The white-robed boy sighed, and then walked towards the middle of the valley bottom, "And there is no jade box to store, if this 'Ghost Mist Vine' is collected directly, I am afraid that the medicinal power will be lost a lot." ”

He was racking his brain for a while thinking about how to collect the medicinal herbs, and he didn't notice the road under his feet.

"Click......"

Suddenly, the white-robed boy seemed to have stepped on something, and a crisp, bone-cracking sound sounded at the bottom of the valley, which was originally quiet.

As soon as this voice came out, the white-robed boy suddenly chuckled in his heart, and his face became ugly.

He looked down suddenly, and saw that under his cloud boots, he was stepping on half of the gray-white leg bone that had been broken, the owner of this leg bone had obviously been dead for a long time, and the bone was split in half as soon as he stepped on it.

At the same time, the white-robed boy clearly realized that he was being targeted by a pair of cold, malicious eyes. He could even guess that the owner of those eyes was standing behind him at this time, staring intently at him.

His heart was slightly cold, and the folding fan in his sleeve slipped out silently, and was held in the palm of his hand.

Then, he turned to look behind him.

I saw that under the mountain wall on the south side of the valley floor, a yellow skin the size of a calf, with its two forelimbs held high, stood in a human position on a small grave bag.

This old yellow skin is not only much larger than the ordinary yellow skin, but even the color of the fur is different from the ordinary yellow skin, showing a half-gray and half-white color.

What's even more bizarre and terrifying is that its pair of rat eyes the size of a human eye are actually glowing with a rich scarlet color, which is extremely scary to look at from a distance at night.

"Boom...... Boom......"

Just as the white-robed boy wanted to make a move, the old yellow-skinned man's cheeks suddenly moved, and the sound sounded like he was chewing something.

The white-robed boy was vigilant, and the white cold light in his eyes couldn't help but become a little brighter.

After taking a closer look, he realized that what kind of small grave bag was under the feet of the old yellow skin? It was clearly a pile of corpses made up of several mutilated human corpses that had been eaten and some gray skeletons.

And what the old yellow skin just chewed in his mouth was like meat bitten off these corpses!

"Squeak...... Boom......"

The sound of chewing continued, and the listener felt a chill down his spine.

At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded behind the white-robed man, and the voice sounded gloomy and compassionate.

"You shouldn't disturb my sleep. ”

This cold voice made the hairs on the white-robed boy's body stand up in an instant, and fine cold sweat oozed from his forehead in the blink of an eye, and his face was even more white like paper, which was very ugly.

In a moment, he turned around very slowly, not even caring that his back was exposed to the old yellow skin who was eating people.

As he turned around, he saw an old man in a black python robe standing in front of the crack in the middle of the valley floor, the old man had a pair of cold triangular eyes, the pupils in his eyes were seriously disproportionate to the pupils, and what was even more strange was that the pupils like small black spots in his eyes were actually red gold, which was particularly dazzling at night.

The eyes with red golden pupils were looking at the white-robed boy with interest at this time, as if they were looking at food, and as if they were looking at a corpse.

The abruptness of the appearance of this black-robed old man can even be said to be silent, even with the strength of the white-robed man, he did not notice the slightest movement.

All of this made the vigilance in the white-robed boy's heart rise to the extreme.

After all, before he set foot in this valley, he would never have thought that there were two "ominous" hidden in a small old temple mountain!

His mind was in a hurry, and his eyes were already white, and he wanted to quickly distinguish the true body of this strange black-robed old man.

After a moment, he closed his eyes gloomily, his face was as dead as ashes, and he spit out two words with difficulty: "Third Order ......"

The black-robed old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp and terrifying teeth. I saw him beckon, and the old yellow skin, who was eating people, stopped the movement in his mouth, and used his limbs together, jumping to his feet like a gust of white-haired wind.

"Haven't you eaten enough?" the black-robed old man bowed his head and asked the old yellow skin.

The old yellow skin understood, and nodded quickly, staring at the scarlet eyes of the white-robed boy revealing a strong longing.

The white-robed boy also understood.

He refused to sit still, but unfolded the white paper fan of the splendid mountains and rivers in his hand, opened and closed the fan, there was a great wind and thunder on it, and the phantom of the mountains loomed in the fan.

Then, he threw the folding fan in his hand forward, and the white light flickered, and the phantom of the mountain peak in the fan seemed to condense and manifest, pressing down on the head of the black-robed old man.

But the white-robed boy didn't dare to look at the result of this blow, he just turned around and ran, and at the same time shouted loudly: "I am a child of the Lin family of the Spirit Clan, if you kill me, I will ......."

The sound stopped abruptly!