It's night.

The moon is hidden and the stars are sparse, the clouds are heavy, and the black curtain seems to hang down from the heavenly river, enveloping this world.

Tonight there was a rare lack of silver frost on the ground, and I couldn't see my fingers. The evening breeze was fierce, and the pedestrians who returned late couldn't help but wrap their clothes tightly.

The tired birds in the mountains and forests have returned to their nests early, the lights of thousands of houses in the city are gradually extinguished, and the patrolling city guards have begun their work.

At the foot of Xiaobi Mountain, five miles north of the city, three uninvited guests were ushered in at this time. The man at the head of the three carried a white lantern in his hand, and the lantern constantly emitted a faint cold light outward, illuminating the rugged mountain road beneath his feet.

"Huh?" Zhao Ting raised the lantern slightly, stared at the small mountain in front of him, and his mental power came out of his body at the same time, spreading out in an instant, "There is a demonic aura!"

"It seems that the "Yin Yang Mound" has indeed been a disaster here for a long time, let's go, follow me up the mountain. ”

Zhao Si and Wang Junwei glanced at each other, remained silent, followed closely behind Zhao Ting, and walked towards the mountain.

Although Zhao Ting told Wang Junwei when he came, telling Wang Junwei to just follow him and Zhao Si, there is no need to think about the rest, the two of them will protect Wang Junwei thoroughly.

But when I got to the small mountain, I saw that the night was deep and the shadows of the trees were forested.

The road ahead is rugged and dark, the grass and trees in the mountains are abundant, and occasionally a few animal roars will come from the mountain streams and valleys, which are extremely harsh in the silence of the moment, and no one knows what will be hidden under the black shadow of the next towering ancient tree?

In this situation, there is no reason why Wang Junwei is not frightened, he is just a mortal after all!

Not to mention him, even Zhao Si, who was a "stranger", looked extremely dignified at this time, looking around from time to time at any movement around him, and his vigilance had risen to the highest level.

Only Zhao Ting, who was in this eerie and terrifying mountain at night, seemed to be strolling leisurely, as if he was wandering in his own backyard.

With such an attitude, the two people behind him were quite speechless, but the nervous and restless mood unconsciously calmed down a lot.

The three of them walked along the stream that flowed down from the top of the mountain, crossed the wooden bridge above the stream, and slowly walked into the depths of the mountain.

"Cousin, cousin," when he walked halfway up the mountain, Wang Junwei finally couldn't help but speak, he snorted and panted, "Let's take a break, I really can't walk." ”

He is different from Zhao Ting and Zhao Si's master and servant, he is just a mortal, and he was also injured by the "paper spirit" Xiao Zhi, his body is weak at this time, and his physical condition is not as good as before.

It was because Zhao Ting and Zhao Si had walked for so long that they didn't feel half tired, but he was already tired and half dead.

"Okay, then rest for a while. ”

With Zhao Ting's approval, Wang Junwei's gasping voice loosened slightly, and he picked a Panasonic bluestone to sit and rest.

Around to rest, he was also vigilant enough, with his back against the bluestone, facing south, and maintaining an absolute safe distance from Zhao Ting and them.

Zhao Si had a solemn face, the black sheath and knife on his waist were already out of the sheath, and he held it in his hand, looking nervous and ready to attack.

Seeing this, Zhao Ting smiled and didn't say anything.

Although his mental power had already shrouded in the mountains and found the "Yin Yang Mound" located in the back mountain, he did not inform Zhao Si and Wang Junwei of the news, but pretended not to know, so that the two of them had always maintained a high-pressure state that did not dare to relax their guard.

Maintaining this state for a long time can temper people's psychological will, and this is exactly what Zhao Ting wants to see.

Anyway, he is confident, with him by the side of the two of them, the "Yin Yang Mound" will definitely not be able to turn over any flowers.

He was thinking in his heart, how to arrange the "Yin Yang Tomb" to meet with Zhao Si and Wang Junwei later, Zhao Si came over and asked softly, "Master, have you found any traces of the "Yin Yang Tomb"?"

After all, Zhao Si knew Zhao Ting's ability, so this was a probe.

But Zhao Ting was thinking hard about how to increase the difficulty of the two of them at this time, and how could he reveal the news to him in advance?

"I haven't found it," Zhao Ting shook his head, "However, I expect that the 'Yin Yang Tomb' is either in the front mountain or in the back mountain......

Zhao Si "......"

Doesn't that mean you didn't say it?

He glanced at Zhao Ting resentfully, and vaguely guessed what Zhao Ting meant in his heart, so he stopped asking and turned around and sat next to Wang Junwei.

After resting for a while, they got up and continued to climb the mountain in front of them.

This time, it was Zhao Si who walked in the front, and he used the long knife in his hand to remove the thorns and branches in front of him as he walked, and from time to time birds, beasts, snakes and insects were startled by him.

Even if any brute attacked them because they were awakened to get up, they were slashed by Zhao Si's crisp and neat sword, and they could not threaten the three of them at all.

Wang Junwei, who was also watching this scene closely behind Zhao Si, looked envious, and he had changed from the initial fear when he was suddenly attacked to the current indifference.

Anyway, there is Zhao Si in front and Zhao Ting in the back, the two of them are closely protected, and these mountain snakes and insects can't get close to him, what is he panicking about?

After a short time, a few people who did not delay came all the way to the southern slope of Xiaobi Mountain.

The southern slope is steep, and because of the sun, the vegetation on the southern slope is much more abundant than that on the northern slope. Dense and star-like trees grow from the top of the mountain all the way to the foot of the southern slope, pine trees, knitted forests, and clear layers.

Standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, halfway up the mountain, frightened birds broke out of the forest from time to time and flew into the sky in panic, obviously something was happening there.

Feeling the refreshing mountain breeze blowing in his face, Zhao Ting's eyes gradually fell on the knitted forest halfway up the mountainside, and his mental power gave him a clear feedback at this time, in that forest, there was a humanoid figure with a long hair shawl unknown second-order, this second-order unknown had just broken the neck of an adult black bear, and was lying on the corpse of the black bear drinking blood at this time, the scene was bloody and terrifying.

And that's exactly what Zhao Ting needs.

He smiled slightly, looked at the two people who were still stunned beside him, pointed to the front and said, "In my opinion, there is a good chance that the "Yin Yang Tomb" is hidden in this back mountain, what do you think?"

Wang Junwei thought that it was dark and Zhao Ting couldn't see the expression on his face, so he secretly rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "Isn't this nonsense? ”

"Let's go, go down and look for it. ”

Zhao Ting pretended not to see Wang Junwei's white eyes, waved his big hand, and ordered.

The other two should claim to be, and follow him down the southern slope towards the back hill.

The moon, which has been hidden in the clouds and refuses to show people, quietly reveals a corner at some point, and there is a faint moonlight spread in the dense mountains and forests like flowing water, like rows of silver thread beads, some are connected together, and some are scattered, as if to indicate that there will be abnormal changes in the small mountain under the night.