The whole Jialuo Mountain, all of a sudden, the clouds are thick, the sky is rising, and in this early spring there are snowflakes, mixed with the snowy plums, beautiful, but also deadly.

"Let's go, let's go see what's wrong with Huangquan Road here!" Ying Xunting held Jun Shangya's hand, and the two took a step forward, and Jun Shangya suddenly found that they were walking diagonally into the air.

However, after a few steps, a huge door suddenly appeared in mid-air, and Ying Xun Ting said, "There should be a Yellow Spring Talisman in your Xuanji Treasure Bag, paste it!" ”

"Ahh Jun Shangya was slightly curious about Ying Xunting's identity in the Huangquan Road Police Station, there are only the boss Zhong Li Handian in the Huangquan Road Police Station, Meng Po Meng Fanchen, Judge Cui Qinchao, black and white impermanence ink frost sky, Xue Linxu, Night Wandering God Ye Ziyao, Xiaolongwang Ao Yao and her A total of eight people, of course, now there is more than the super logistics of Huangfu to solve worries, and the half-hung welcome of Hu Jiuman, there are only ten people, so is Ying Xunting really just an ordinary tenant?

But she didn't ask Ying Xunting, she felt that everyone has their own secrets, even if they are as close as a couple, some things, if you choose to conceal them, there is no need to force them to know, after all, ignorance is sometimes happier than omniscience, she really took out a talisman engraved with the surging yellow spring river water from Xuanji's bag, and pasted it on the door, and suddenly a bright yellow light flashed, and on the gate, a void vortex appeared.

But as soon as the whirlpool opened, countless resentments surged out, and one by one, gray resentful spirits, at noon, turned into substances. Roaring out, a pair of red eyes like beasts, full of evil energy. The arms that were condensed with resentment scratched by the big horn.

"Xiaoya! Stop these unjust souls from escaping, and I'll clean up the grievances! Ying Xunting once again pulled out the iron pen that was like a black dark iron texture, the blue tip of the pen flowed with the power of the black god of the underworld, and the complex spiritual power lines were constantly intertwined, exuding a mysterious Dao rhyme.

Jun Shangya is waiting for it. Holding the Rainbow Sword tightly with both hands, whenever a soul left the gate of Huangquan, she immediately swung her sword and slashed it. The number of souls who escaped gradually increased, and her strength gradually increased, and she was constantly vigilant that she must be calm, gradually. It's as if you've entered some kind of special realm.

"Xiaoya. Get out of the way! Ying Xunting finished the drawing of the sealing circle, shouted, Jun Shangya immediately let go of the tacit understanding, and suddenly the black magic circle sealed the huge whirlpool, and countless souls wailed in pain, and shrank back in an instant, and there was no trace.

Jun Shangya realized that it was just such a short battle. Half of the spiritual power around her body was consumed, and she gasped and asked Xun Ting. "What the hell is going on?"

"The prohibition of this Huangquan Road has failed for some reason, causing the unjust souls of the entire Netherworld to concentrate on this branch road, causing a blockage!" Ying Xunting explained simply.

Jun Shangya probably understood, and then added, "Then this is the reason for the unjust soul tide in Dong'e Lake?" ”

Ying Xunting shook his head, "Not necessarily! The events here are so concentrated that there must be something weird! You contact Zhongli Handian and ask him to go to Taishan Yan Jun Dong and explain the situation here! ”

"Good!" Jun Shangya opened the communication charm again, briefly described the situation here to Zhongli Handian, and asked casually, "Boss, what should I do next?!" ”

"Xiaoya, this is the territory of the Sword Family among the four major families, I will let the Sword Family cooperate with you! I'll send someone to help you by tomorrow night at the latest! Zhongli Handian seemed to be very anxious and hurriedly ended the call.

Jun Shangya looked at Ying Xunting hesitantly, "The boss said he would investigate!" "But I always feel a little awkward.

Ying Xunting said, "Let's go, we still have to meet the old man of the mountain god!" "After all, this is the territory of the Mountain Temple.

A fragrance ignited, exuding a special taste, the remnant snow in the sky began to fade into small and fade away, leaving only a trace of moist breath, and suddenly a cough sounded, and a cloud of phantom was shrouded in mid-air, and then an old man wearing a modified Tang costume and carrying a Taiji sword behind his back had already appeared.

"The god of Jialuo Mountain has seen two immortal envoys!" The old man bowed and saluted, and it was clearly the old man who had talked to Jun Shangya before.

"I've seen His Excellency the Mountain God!" Jun Shangya couldn't cry or laugh a little, it turned out that the mountain god was also in fashion, as if he was really an old man who practiced in the morning.

"The two of them are from the Netherworld Mansion, it should be for the blockage of the Huangquan Road here!" The mountain god sighed, "Xiao Lao'er originally thought that he would be able to spend the rest of his life in peace, but he didn't expect that twenty years later, he would once again usher in this tide of unjust souls.

"Your Excellency the Mountain God, do you know the ghost official Hang Qi here?!" Jun Shangya keenly grasped the name in the mouth of the mountain god, that Hang Qi, isn't it the seemingly timid but treacherous ghost official they have seen before.

"Yes, I have been friends with Hang Qi for thousands of years, but unfortunately I haven't seen him since that Infernal Soul Tide twenty years ago!" Jialuo Mountain God shook his head, a pair of wise old eyes stared at Ying Xunting, and he felt the coercion of the superior, in fact, if it weren't for Ying Xunting's existence, he would definitely not show up.

"What the hell happened twenty years ago!" Whether it is the cause of Yin Zhe's death, the crisis of the soul in Dong'e Lake, or the blockage of Huangquan Road here, it seems to be related to the number of 20 years.

The god of Jialuo Mountain looked at Jun Shangya with some vigilance, for a long time, and sighed, "Since the envoy of Huangquan inquired, I, the mountain god, naturally know everything, twenty years ago, it was also the first month, that year, W City encountered a cold wave that had not been encountered in a century, and Jialuo Mountain was forced to close the mountain because of too much snow......"

Twenty years ago, it was quite distant for Jun Shangya, and it was extremely strange to hear the arrival of the god of Jialuo Mountain, but that year, it was indeed cold and abnormal, and the heavy snow closed the mountain, and finally passed the fifteenth day of the first month, the snow stopped and the clouds stopped, the weather became warmer, and the white plum bloomed proudly, forming a beautiful scenery of plum and snow dark fragrance and sparse shadow.

coincided with the start of the year of W University, and the students of the art department, under the organization of the teacher, came to sketch together, but three of the girls quarreled fiercely during the sketching process, causing a student brawl, and two of the girls fell off the cliff and died.

But the matter is not so easy to solve, one of the girls, on a moonless night, came here to set up a spirit array, but did not find the souls of her two classmates, but attracted countless evil ghosts, the girl is a psychic physique, but was tragically gnawed by the evil ghosts and died, after death there are no bones, flesh and blood scattered in this merlin.

After the baptism of the essence of the sun and the moon, but on the seventh day, the girl became a fierce ghost, taking revenge on all sentient beings, in a vain attempt to open the Yellow Spring Passage and lead a hundred ghosts to enter W City at night.

Who knew that twenty years later, that is, this year, from the beginning of the first month, the seal was suddenly broken, and the tide of unjust souls poured into Jialuo Mountain and Dong'e Lake, resulting in the current situation. (To be continued.) )

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