That night, in order to avoid Qi Yue's suspicion again, Feng Jiu Kite took Xian'er out to sleep after cultivating in the space until the middle of the night. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I had just fallen asleep when I suddenly heard a miserable cry in my ears, which sounded like a boy's.

A gust of wind blew a crack in the window and rushed into the house, causing the beaded curtain in front of the screen to shake slightly. The mournful cry seemed to drift closer and closer, as if it ...... Right at the head of the bed, on the side of her face...... Feng Jiu Kite woke up suddenly! Looking sideways at the bead curtain that was still shaking, his heart suddenly beating wildly.

Xian'er beside her was disturbed by her movements, rubbed her sleepy little eyes and asked, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Jiu Kite, who was originally listening to the movement in the room with bated breath, raised her fingertips and wiped the fine sweat on her forehead, exhaled and asked, "Xian'er, did you hear the cry?"

"Crying, no!" replied Xian'er, confused.

Feng Jiu Yuan was puzzled in his heart, obviously it didn't seem like he was dreaming, "Medicine Spirit, did you hear that?"

"I hear you. Yao Ling said softly, "He was lured by you. ”

"What?!" Feng Jiu Kite's heart suddenly frightened, "How could I possibly attract such a dirty thing?"

"Think about what you've been touching during the day. ”

"What have you touched?" she thought about it carefully, she had been like this for three days in Ouyang Mansion, and nothing unusual had happened. Could it be...... The lock?

Suddenly thought of what Qi Yue said during the day, "Because later, there was a young master in the family who secretly climbed the tower to play, and after unfortunately falling to his death, the tower was blocked", is it really because he touched the lock on the tower?

"Sister, what do you think of?" Xian'er asked as she heard her conversation with the medicine spirit.

Hearing this, Feng Jiu Yuan thought about it, and asked sideways, "Xian'er, are you afraid of ghosts?"

"What does a ghost look like?"

"The ghosts are scary. ”

"Is our Moon Soul Demon scary?"

"Hmm...... It should be about the same!"

"Then Xian'er is not afraid!" Xian'er grinned.

"Okay, then tomorrow we'll sneak into the tower in the back mountain to have a look!"

But the door was locked. ”

Feng Jiu Yuan smiled, "What's so difficult to get in, my sister has her own clever plan!"

In the early morning of the next day, in front of the door under the tower of the back mountain, Feng Jiu Yuan glanced around vigilantly, handed Xian'er a pill that she had refined yesterday and specialized in the fragrance of the blood flame mandala flowers, and after taking one herself, she took out the pearl hairpin given to her by Lord Yama, picked up the carved copper lock with one hand, inserted the pearl hairpin into the lock hole with the other, and carefully pushed the lock cylinder.

Since the copper lock had not been opened for too long, it took a lot of effort to finally open the lock.

Pushing open the iron door, suddenly a gust of yin wind with a musty smell came out of it, Feng Jiu Kite raised his hand and fanned the end of his nose, looked inside, and saw that the slightly dim wall inside the tower was painted with murals all over the wall, it was a picture of an immortal master slaying demons, the color was bright, and there was no fading at all. At the center of the tower is a wooden spiral staircase, but the vermilion paint is mottled and the color is much more decadent than the walls.

"Xian'er, let's go in. Feng Jiu Kite took Xian'er's hand and walked into the tower gate, and walked up the spiral staircase in the center step by step.

There are ten floors in this tower, and the murals on each floor are different, and the four windows on each floor are tightly closed, as if they are afraid that something will run out of the tower.

The further you go, the more terrifying the murals on the walls become, as if you have entered an infernal purgatory.

As soon as she reached the fifth floor, Xian'er suddenly panicked and hid behind Feng Jiu Kite, looking at the painted wall in front of her with wide eyes. Seeing her strange reaction, Feng Jiu Yuan asked her what was wrong, she pointed to the wall and said, "There is a little brother in the wall who is following us!"

Feng Jiu Yuan looked carefully in the direction she was pointing, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and she really saw the shadow of a young man, who looked to be about eleven or twelve years old, her face was pale and miserable, her eyes were blue, and she was staring at the two of them with compassion.

Her eyes were furious, a little wandering spirit, he dared to make a mistake in front of her at the level of a ghost!

The hand under the sleeve slowly tightened, the skirt raised without wind, and suddenly a powerful ghost breath suddenly appeared around the body, and the originally clear eyes were like a whirlpool stirred by the wind, instantly becoming turbid and hideous!

The young man in the wall was suddenly terrified, covered his head and let out a miserable scream, and soon disappeared with anger.

Feng Jiu Yuan, whose breath had returned to normal, stroked Xian'er's head and comforted, "Don't be afraid, Xian'er, my sister has driven him away." ”

Xian'er looked around vigilantly, nervously took her hand, and followed her on.

"Xian'er, you're a half-demon, how can you be afraid of ghosts?

"Xian'er doesn't know, Xian'er is just afraid. ”

"Didn't you say you wouldn't be afraid?"

"I didn't think I was afraid. ”

Feng Jiu Yuan smiled lightly, "When you have more actual combat experience and encounter more demons and monsters, you won't be afraid!

Xian'er grinned, "Xian'er will definitely be as brave as her sister!"

"Hmm!"

The two soon came to the ninth floor of the tower, Feng Jiu Yuan looked at the empty surroundings, and was a little unable to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and what was even more strange was that the stairs were gone here, obviously she had counted before she came in, there were ten floors in total!

Puzzled, she walked to one of the windows and pushed it, but she couldn't open it, and then she went to the other window and pushed it, but she couldn't push it open.

So she came to the third window again, stretched out her hand and pushed, the moment the window opened, a gust of wind blew out from her side, and then there was a heavy slamming sound on the ground under the tower! Before she could see the scene outside the window, Xian'er beside her suddenly screamed, Feng Jiu Yuan looked at her side with some feeling, and it was actually the young man who was just now!

"You are the Ouyang family's young master who accidentally fell from this tower?" she asked with a calm face.

The boy turned his dark and empty eyes and nodded. Suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, his expression suddenly became hideous, his hands touched his neck, and he drifted backwards in pain, floating into the mural on the wall, and disappeared.

"Sister, save me—" A poignant and eerie voice floated through the air for a long time. Feng Jiu Yuan looked at the hell map painted all over the knife mountain and the sea of fire boiling oil pot in astonishment, and for a while, those murals actually moved, and one by one the mad ghosts were whipped by the ghosts across the knife mountain, over the sea of fire, and thrown into the oil pot to fry ...... Why is this so true?

"It's a Hell Soul Lock. "Medicine Spirit Dao," that is, a diagram array that specializes in imprisoning souls. ”

"Imprison the soul, Ke Zun Ancestor is the ancestor of a famous and decent family of immortal cultivators, why would he build such a ...... Evil Tower?" Feng Jiu Kite said in disbelief.

Yao Ling shook his head.

"How can this Hell Soul Lock Diagram be broken?"

(To be continued.) )