The snow tornado took away the redundant people and others here.

The two of them came to the river of sighs.

The turbid yellow water, the cold white, makes up the world in front of you.

The mud on the shore still contains salvage tools such as iron runners, six bundles of thick rope, and some modified sealed wooden barrels, apparently used to drill into and sink to the bottom of the river.

Meng Po: "Lord, there is no one within a radius of sixty miles. ”

Xia Ji nodded, obviously she has been working hard for the past four years, and the sixty miles of divine consciousness is already very telling, this is the fourteenth layer that has long passed the legendary realm and stepped into the myth.

It's just that now it seems that there is a huge gap between the various mystical methods, so obviously there is a classification method that is not known to him, such as different mystical cultivation to the mythical realm, and the strength is also completely unequal, such as his own [Ghost God Catalog], once the ghost emperor's mystical method is completely released, it will kill almost everything in seconds, and how many people will be slaughtered the same.

Meng Po said that there was no one around, just to remind him that he could act.

The green-shirted swordsman then sat down cross-legged.

However, the little village girl hurriedly pulled him, "Sir, wait a minute. ”

She hurriedly bent down, dusted off all the snowflakes on the ground, took out a woven towel from her bosom, folded it five times, turned it into a thick cloth mat with a lattice, and placed it on the cold dirt floor, and then smiled, "Sir, sit down." ”

The green-shirted swordsman sat down at this time, and it was really warm, he couldn't help but glance at the plaid woven towel that sat down, and felt a little wasted, but when he looked up, he saw the happy face of the little village girl.

She leaned over to him with her umbrella.

The two looked at each other, not each other.

The swordsman's eyes slowly closed, and Xia Ji's primordial spirit flew out from the center of his eyebrows again, because he occupied this body Mud Pill Palace, this trace of connection was generated, so it would not be said that this body would die if he left for a while, if so, those immortal people who were in the fugue would not die sooner.

Spirit Emperor state.

The whispers suddenly came and went, and there were many snowflakes arguing with the water droplets in the river.

Xia Ji asked directly: "Is there a Shennong jade coffin at the bottom of the river?" ”

In order to describe it properly, when he said the words "Shennong jade coffin", he substituted all the information about this jade coffin.

"I'll say it first, I'll say it first... Well, I don't know because I'm just a little snowflake. ”

"Briefly, it's really useless. ”

"I know, I know, there are a lot of big rocks at the bottom of the river. ”

...

...

Xia Ji listened to it for a long, long time.

After about half a stick of incense, he finally heard something useful:

"There was a terrible man at the bottom of the river, miserable and white. ”

"Well, it didn't lie, I saw it, I still passed under the man's nose, it didn't look at me. ”

"Yes, it doesn't eat fish either. ”

"It doesn't eat shrimp either. ”

"It has no teeth. ”

"Toothless. ”

"That man never comes out. ”

"You idiot, it would have come up when the moon was at its fullest. ”

"Nonsense, when the sky is fine, every day there is a big white moon hanging in the sky. It didn't come up. ”

"Stupid, that's the day, read with me..."

"La-la-la... Dance and watch my devil's steps. ”

Xia Ji saw that the more they spoke, the more crooked they became, and hurriedly guided: "Does that person have anything to do with Shennong's jade coffin?"

The water spirits, wind spirits, and snow spirits here are all starting to talk nonsense...

But in the end, some relatively accurate information gradually became available.

"It slept in a coffin. ”

"I want to sleep too, I want to too!"

"Hey, don't squeeze me, don't squeeze me, I want to go down. ”

"La-la-la... Spin jump with my eyes closed. ”

"You fools, it ate the coffin. The coffin was big and small. ”

Xia Ji probably has some clues.

On the night of the full moon, the river sighs, which is the origin of the sighing river.

And the name of the sighing river has been around for a long time...

Combined with the dialogue of these elves hidden in all things, he had a simple guess:

Shennong's jade coffin fell into the sighing river.

Raised a female corpse of Jiang Xin.

The human soul in the female corpse has already gone to the six realms of reincarnation.

Therefore, the jade coffin raised an evil spirit.

But perhaps because the jade coffin was to be recharged, the evil spirit had to burrow out of the river often.

The Sun Spirit Moon is often the energy required by monsters, and this evil spirit may be no exception...

It may come out often, but it doesn't come out until the night of the full moon, so much so that it is misunderstood as a "full moon sigh".

According to Meng Po's information, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Bai Pu once came here, and then returned in vain.

Didn't he encounter this evil spirit?

Or have you ever encountered it?

If it's the latter... Bai Pu will not let people continue to salvage here.

If it's the former, then the evil spirit is hiding from him.

Why avoid him?

Because he showed the power that the evil spirits could not defeat, the evil spirits hid.

So inferred...

If you want to see evil spirits, the first thing you need to do is... Don't scare it!

Xia Ji's thoughts turned quickly, and he soon had a way.

Sou...

Genshin Hui Body.

Meng Po was holding an oil-paper umbrella, slightly backwards, blocking the wind and snow for the two of them, and at the same time using her divine sense to monitor the radius of sixty or seventy miles to prevent accidents.

The green-shirted swordsman opened his eyes, and he opened his lips lightly, but he just couldn't make a sound.

The little village girl read his lips and understood the general situation, she handed him the oil-paper umbrella, then ran to the side, and began to push the small canopy boat a hundred meters away, which was left by the previous salvage team of the Holy Society.

Because of the slope, the boat quickly slid down the slope.

The little village girl's green silk was covered with snow, and like silver hair, she ran down from it again, and got into the canopy boat with the green-shirted swordsman.

Merely...

She really doesn't know if this kind of heaven going to the river can lead to what existence exists behind the scenes.

The two of them got into the black canopy.

The little village girl shouted softly: "Husband... I'm afraid..."

Then, suddenly, she laughed.

Hurriedly covered his face with a pair of snow-white excessive hands.

Fear?

Even if she didn't use a canopy now, she could float on the river by stepping on a reed pole, and she could almost cross to the opposite side of the sighing river.

The green-shirted swordsman looked at her resentfully.

Meng Po coughed twice and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll do it again." ”

The little village girl took a deep breath, her expression calmed down again, and then brought a little sorrow and fear, "Sir, the wind and waves are so strong, let's go back, and when the weather clears..."

However, the green-shirted swordsman seemed to have fainted again.

The formless Yuan Shen Xia Ji entered and exited this Mud Pill Palace, which was already commonplace, as if he was going out.

The canopy boat gradually went up to the center of the river.

The little village girl felt the swaying of the boat back and forth, listened to the cold wind of the ghost crying wolf, and the little face of the water spirit showed a frightened look.

It's already dark...

It's dark...

Dark unusual.

No, it's not unusual anymore, you can't see anything, you can't see your fingers.

Meng Po's expression turned cold, but Xia Ji Yuanshen's voice immediately sounded in her ears, "It's me", and she relaxed and continued to demonstrate the form that the little village girl should have.

The next moment.

The little village girl's eyelids jumped suddenly.

She jerked around and leaned on the edge of the canopy boat.

There is light in this darkness!

A round of red balls rose into the sky.

Like a Blood Moon.

Blood red, but complete, exuding moonlight.

The little village girl looked at this strange scene, and she was really shocked in her heart.

She thought she was close to the Lord, but now it seems... But it's still early.

The Lord has completely become a god by these means!!

How did he do it?

After a while.

Suddenly, the surrounding atmosphere became eerie, that is, it was very quiet, quiet and unusual.

The pure black environment, coupled with this unusual quietness, coupled with the blood moon overhead...

This kind of horror movie-like environment almost tortures the timid people directly.

And this is still on the river.

It's the river in the snow!!

Gradual...

There was a clear sound in the unusual silence:

Click... Click...

It's like a broken bone, it's like crawling, it's like it's in a horror movie and it's finally spotting you, coming from the empty hall outside the door!!

Your curiosity is finally punished, it is getting closer, closer and closer, but the sound is getting quieter and quieter...

Even Meng Po is a little hairy.

The little village girl unconsciously clenched the oil-paper umbrella, some beads of sweat appeared in her palms, and she moved closer to the left shoulder of the lord on her side.

The atmosphere is becoming more and more oppressive.

It seemed like my heart was going to jump out of my throat.

The little village girl trembled, and finally sobbed in fright, and then hugged the body of her husband beside her, trying to escape from the cabin.

But...

She failed.

She felt something grab her husband's right arm.

In the light of the blood moon, it was a rotting skeleton with feminine features, and a pair of miserable white eyes like cold stones under the water.

The little village girl couldn't suppress the fear in her heart and screamed loudly.

"Ahhh!!hhh

And yet...

Suddenly the evil spirit also stopped.

Because it felt like it was being tapped on the right shoulder.

Then it subconsciously turned around.

It sees behind itself...

...

PS:

1. Xia Ji, who was in a state of primordial spirit, came up with a punch, and then directly used the "Great Yuan Emperor" to digest this evil soul.

2. I think this evil spirit is just a poor person, maybe he should take the Buddhist Xuangong from Jizo, and then surpass it.

3. "Hungry, do you want a Snickers?"

(End of chapter)