() The earth-shattering laughter crashed on the shore like a stormy wave

A ** echoes in the sky

Zhao Sheng's face was like earth, and he muttered, "What did I summon?" What was called? ……”

Mo Lan and Tong Guang shook off the dust, and a black shadow flashed in the distance, stopping behind the stone bridge barrier, and shouted: "Who are you, and who have you been instructed to come to the devil's aid?" ”

The person who came was cloaked in a cloak and stepped on the yīn wind, and he was an old man with a stubborn shape, with a murderous aura floating all around, and under his rage, he was like a thunder prince in the sky.

The three of them took a few steps back, and Zhao Sheng said in horror: "The juniors made an unintentional mistake, they just want to save their companions, please forgive me." ”

The old man said angrily: "Forgive me!? And my knife to explain! ”

A light blue long knife quickly rushed out from the top of the old man's head, and it was several zhang long and short in the wind, and the blade pointed at the three people. Although the spirit of this place can't get out, it doesn't hinder the sword from coming in and out, Mo Lan and the other three believe that with this person's magical power, this knife is cut out of it, and there is no life under the rage.

"Cold Knife, it's none of their business."

The old man didn't use his sword, and said angrily: "Old bald donkey, you want to be a good person again." ”

"You kill them just to get angry, and what's the benefit. Even if it weren't for their mistakes, a few of us wouldn't be able to trap that yīn immortal for long. It's better to listen to the old man's words and leave them a way to live, maybe it will be useful. ”

"What's the use of all this waste?"

"Since they have broken in, then they will sink into this hell with us and do our best."

The old man was silent for a while, looked at Mo Lan and the others and laughed silently. This kind of silent laughter made the three of them stand on end.

The wind swept up, the sword light disappeared, and a black shadow disappeared into the palace in the distance.

"Come to the old man!"

Mo Lan said: "Did the old Zen master call us?" ”

"Exactly!"

Where did Mo Lan dare to take a step beyond the bridge, listened to the old monk's voice, but took a few steps back, and said in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry that a few of us have accidentally entered this place, so let's go back and say goodbye." ”

"Hehe, this world is not big, it is not small, and it is still empty to put a few people. You must have seen countless bones when you came, and they are said to have come by mistake, but they are still here. ”

The three of them looked at each other, as the old monk said, even if they left from here, where could they go. It's not easy to jump out of this yīn yang realm, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people dying here. Zhao Sheng said: "A qiē is all the fault of the below, and it has nothing to do with others. With that, he walked in step by step.

Mo Lan wanted to stretch out his hand to stop but didn't shout, only when Zhao Gao walked towards the palace where the old monk was, he gritted his teeth and said: "Staying outside is death after all, it's better to go over and break through, Brother Tong, let's go in too." ”

Tong Guangwei Mo Lan obeyed, nodded and said, "Just follow the son's orders." ”

The two of them came with Zhao Sheng, and they also wanted to go to the old monk's place, but who knew that there was a sound in the distance, and then a beautiful piano sound came from afar. Mo Lan was stunned when he heard this, and stopped to listen, but after a moment, Mo Lan showed surprise on his face and said loudly: "It's the sound of heaven!" Invite Mo Lan to learn from Mo Lan at the end of the Moon Hall and meet the seniors. ”

As soon as the sound of the piano stopped, the other party seemed to sigh and said slowly: "In a blink of an eye, there are not many people who know the last sound of this heavenly sound, but it is rare to meet one today." Come to me, both of you. ”

Mo Lan bowed deeply into the distance, and Tong Guang turned to the place where the piano sounded. There are many ghosts in these palaces, the sound of the piano is everywhere, and all the ghost qi is dispersed in one shake, and Mo Lan and Tong Guang arrived in front of this palace without the slightest hindrance.

There was a faint light flickering in the depths of the hall

The sound disappears

The two of them didn't dare to take a breath, so they cautiously walked into the hall, and looked through the dim light, only to see that the empty hall was empty, only there were many runes carved on the ground. These runes are all dark sè, as if they were poured into the groove with blood, and the scale is very large, covering almost the entire temple. And in the deepest part, a sitting skeleton, a bright yaoqin, and several everlasting lamps with flickering lights.

The sound of the piano came from the yaoqin, but it was obviously not the skeleton that played the piano.

Of the ten permanent lamps arranged in a circle, only seven were still on, and the light of the fire was so faint that it seemed that a gust of wind could blow it out.

The light swayed, and in the middle of the ever-bright lamp, a yīn wind stirred the green smoke emitted by the wick, and these curling green smoke did not dissipate, but quickly condensed into a hazy figure. Although the figure is not a physical entity, its facial features can be seen clearly, and it is an elegant-looking half-hundred-year-old person.

Mo Lan exclaimed: "Senior...... You...... Is it a human or a ghost? ”

The figure said lightly: "The body is here, do you say that I am a human or a ghost?" ”

Mo Landui said with a smile: "The junior guesses, the senior, you have become an immortal, so naturally you are not a human or a ghost." ”

The man looked up and smiled, "Where did the immortals come from in the Yang Realm?" All that can be left behind are ghosts. You don't have to be afraid, I am already a dead man, and soon after, I am a dead ghost who will soon be scattered and never to exist again. ”

Mo Lan and Tong Guang were surprised, they never imagined that this powerful master hidden in the palace was actually a dead soul. The figure slowly sat down in front of Yaoqin under the shocked gazes of Mo Lan and Tong Guang, stretched out his hand and plucked it gently, and a pleasant sound came out of the qin.

The person who listened to the sound of the piano asked: "Since you said that you are a junior of the Invitation Moon Hall, then I will rely on the old man to ask you a few words." I don't know what the Divine Cult is like now, and who is the master of the Inviting Moon Hall? ”

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Fang Zhong woke up slowly, only to feel that his whole body was sore, as if he had scattered his skeleton, and he couldn't lift the slightest strength.

The ground was bitterly cold

Fang Zhong remembered the incomparable sword light he faced before he fell unconscious, when he used the ghost possession technique to take that knife with the heart of the broken cauldron and sinking the boat, and now he still had his heart beating more than once he thought about it. But since I'm fine, I mean take it. Fang Zhong secretly screamed luckily, and was about to struggle to stand up, when his arms moved, and the sound of iron chains came from the ground. When I looked at myself again, I was lying on the ground, with seven or eight iron chains wrapped around my body, and the knots were sturdy.

There were no Mo Lan, Zhao Sheng, and Tong Guang left and right, only on the high platform in the distance, a figure was sitting there, playing with a gourd in his hand.

The gourd was the mutton fat gourd that had been untied from Fang Zhong's waist.