Moving forward along the boundless wilderness, what Lin Hu saw, in addition to the wind and sand or wind sand, there may be a lot of resources worth using on the rooster's butt, but the only thing missing is people.

The land is vast and sparsely populated, and that's probably the place it said.

The harsh environment has made many places here almost inaccessible.

Far from the population density of its next door, the southwest basin, not even a tenth.

Perhaps, in the past, Lin Hu looked at the road that still remained on the ground, and there were still a considerable number of human beings here, either traveling or something else,

But at this time, there was nothing here, and even the houses in the distance were almost dilapidated.

Only the snow-white and blue-black mountains in the far distance were still looking down on this vast territory, it was extremely high, very large, as if the greatest gods were looking down on their own kingdom, and there seemed to be the greatest beasts, patrolling their own territory.

Lin Hu let out a sigh of relief, and finally arrived at his destination.

After declining Zhang Jingyuan's invitation, Lin Hu flew away from the place where the shadow was left, he was a dignified demon king, he was actually hugged, and he touched his ears, where was his face left.

Waiting for the New Year?

So, leaving the city, he began to fly into the distance, and he was going to cross the mountain range that many people called the backbone of the world, to another country.

At this point, he had finally arrived, and after crossing this mountain, he should be able to reach another country, the country where he drank water.

However, the further Lin Hu walked, the more he had a sense of foreboding, until he got a lot closer and landed on the ground, and finally realized that he seemed to be on the wrong path.

Because, there is a huge road sign in front of it, with several big characters on it, among which there is a place name that Lin Hu is familiar with, Kunlun.

Lin Hu is very familiar with these two words, probably as long as it is a flower planter, there is no one who is not familiar with these two words, this huge mountain range, in the history of China, has left countless legends.

With a total length of more than 5,000 miles, it is the ancestral vein of Huaxia Mountain, the source of the dragon vein of Kyushu, and there is a legend that this is the place where the Queen Mother of the West lives.

Most of the gods of the heavens also reside here.

Lin Hu naturally knew that this was fake, and he didn't care much about these legends, what he cared about was that he seemed to be going in the opposite direction again.

And this time, I don't know how far I flew.

Now that he knows that this is Kunlun, Lin Hu doesn't plan to move forward, this is not the goal of his trip, maybe he will go to see it later, but it will not be today.

He has always had no sense of direction, and when he saw the tall mountain range, he once thought that this was the place he was going, the boundary mountain that bordered the next door, the Himalayas.

Therefore, the situation of Wangshan running away from the dead tiger not only made him encounter it, but also why did he want to run back?

What a sad story.

I would have known that I would have asked Zhang Jingyuan for directions, and I wouldn't have been like now, looking at the almost identical scenery all over the ground, and I couldn't find the way at all.

Well, the phone is still in the hands of that stupid fox.

Moon, which direction is this moon coming from?

Which direction are you going?

It's a problem.

After carefully looking around on the ground, Lin Hu had to admit that he was indeed lost, and he had no clue at all, so he had to return along the same path.

Luckily, there is still its own smell in the sky, so it's not hard to find.

After flying for a short while, Lin Hu saw that there were many villages in the distance, and after thinking about it carefully, he really didn't see such a village just now.

However, thinking about my memory of forgetting things for a long time, I was still looking at the state of the mountain flying constantly, probably I didn't pay attention to it!

As the distance narrowed, Lin Hu smelled a lot of breath, there were a lot of humans here, but more of them were ghosts.

So, it's a mixed village.

Falling lightly to the ground, Lin Hu walked towards the small village.

With the plum blossom-shaped mark moving forward, Lin Hu stood on the big tree outside the village, and began to look in the moonlight.

Many people had gathered in the open space of the village, kneeling in almost identical posture in front of the dead bodies lying on the ground.

Is it a wake-up for these dead people?

Lin Hu looked at the moon in the sky, this time is the most sleepy time, it is very unusual if you don't sleep, the only explanation is probably the wake.

It's just that I don't know if there is such a custom as keeping spirits in the western region, but it doesn't matter if it's or not, people and ghosts live together, which is the main reason for Lin Hu's curiosity.

Looking forward along these kneeling people, there were also a large number of ghosts gathered here, they stood quietly not far away, without making a sound, without moving, and without making any unusual actions to the humans present, as if they were watching.

If you hold another melon in your hand, it will be even more perfect.

In the middle of the night, in the moonlit west, in this unknown village, there seems to be a special harmony between people and ghosts, and it is not an exaggeration to say that autumn has no crimes.

It's weird.

Lin Hu knew that even if the aura was revived, if it was a person's death, if there was no obstacle in his heart, he would naturally die.

And those who stay are all those who are concerned, whether they are reluctant or resentful, as long as there is a reason in their hearts for Yang Shi who is unwilling to leave, they may become ghosts and stay.

Just because of the reluctance to give up on relatives, the ghosts left behind are a small number after all, most of them are resentful people, waiting for revenge, they have turned into ghosts, most of them have lost their nature, killing for fun.

Even the old ghost on the snowy mountain, Wang Jue, who always doesn't wear shoes, has lived until now because of his resentment towards people.

So, what are these ghosts for?

Lin Hu waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for the conversation between them, and the man and the ghost stood silently as if they had been hit by the immobilization technique, without the slightest movement.

It seemed that he was just keeping a watch for the corpses lying on the ground.

But there is no movement, which is the greatest movement, because no living person can remain motionless for a long time.

However, from Lin Hu's line of sight, they kneeling next to the dead were still alive.

Magic?

Impossible, since becoming Qiqi, it is impossible to cover Lin Hu's gaze with the illusion of Wang Jue and the earth-bound spirit tied to the back of a zombie, this kind of spirit-level ghost who can walk in the sun.

Then it can only be one result, the upper body.

Ghosts came up to them, watching for the spirits of these dead men.