The house was empty.

No bed, no quilt.

The mountain village at night is particularly cold.

Luo Qingzhou hugs Fluttershy and sits down in the corner of the room, letting her sleep in her arms.

The little girl was frightened during the day, and she was already tired after climbing the mountain and walking so many ways.

After sewing and mending his clothes, she snuggled into his arms and fell asleep.

Outside, the night wind whined, and the branches and grass rattled.

In the mountains and forests not far away, there are occasionally a few night owl calls, which are particularly infiltrating to listen to.

Outside the window, a silver moon hangs in the night sky, appearing and disappearing in the dark clouds, like an eye peeping into the earth, sneaky.

Luo Qingzhou didn't feel the slightest sleepiness.

After the little girl fell asleep, he put her on the robe spread on the ground, helped her wrap the robe tightly, and then sat cross-legged, closed her eyes and meditated, and practiced the inner strength of the mind.

After a few weeks, my whole body was warm and comfortable.

The pain all over the body is gradually subsiding, and the injured and cracked membrane is slowly repairing.

Three watches.

Suddenly, a cat meow came from outside the window.

Immediately, the window, which could no longer be closed, whirred, as if the wind was blowing in.

Luo Qingzhou opened his eyes and looked.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared outside the window, standing there silently like a ghost.

I don't know how long I've been standing.

In the moonlight, she gradually became clear.

Gray hair, wrinkled face, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Luo Qingzhou looked at her.

She also looked at Luo Qingzhou.

There was an eerie silence all around, only the whimper of the night wind.

"Meow—"

Suddenly, a cat meow sounded.

Immediately, a wild cat jumped through the dark shadow and landed on the windowsill, its cold eyes flashing with fluorescent eyes, and looked into the house.

And the figure standing in front of the window disappeared strangely.

It really seemed to be just a shadow of nothingness, and after being passed through the body of the wild cat, it shattered and disappeared without a trace.

Luo Qingzhou sat in the corner of the wall, looking at the wild cat on the windowsill, without moving or speaking.

After staring at him for a moment, the wildcat turned and jumped down into the yard.

Immediately, leave from the collapsed courtyard wall.

At this time, the wind outside was louder and whining, as if someone was crying in the night.

The cry was terrible, intermittent.

Luo Qingzhou stood up and walked out.

Standing in the small courtyard and looking at it for a while, he walked out of the gate again, his heart moved, and he turned his head to look, and suddenly saw a dark shadow standing at the gate of a house going to the head of the village.

The night breeze blew, and the black shadow was hunched up, with white hair fluttering, and slowly turned its head to look at him.

In the cold and dim moonlight, the dark shadow revealed an old face full of wrinkles and dead spots, and the corners of his mouth still carried the strange smile that had just appeared outside the window.

Luo Qingzhou's eyes froze and walked over.

When he got closer, the figure had already entered the door and disappeared.

Luo Qingzhou stood at the door, looking at the decaying gate, thinking about the scenes in the past, and walked in with his feet raised.

The small courtyard was overgrown with weeds, as if no one had lived in it for a long time.

The door of the hall was locked, and the iron lock was rusty.

The wooden door in the ear house next to it was slightly hidden, and when you looked through the crack, something seemed to be shaking inside.

Luo Qingzhou paused in the courtyard for a while, walked over, and gently pushed the door open.

On the beam in the room, a rope hung down.

On the rope, there was an old man with gray hair.

The old man had long since died of exhaustion, and his white hair was falling down, covering his wrinkled cheeks.

The night breeze blew in through the broken windows, and the old man's thin and frail body swayed gently in mid-air.

The rope rubbed against the beam above, which was already fragile and creaky.

Luo Qingzhou knew the old man.

Her mother used to call her Aunt Mizuko, and Fluttershy came here to talk to her all afternoons during the day, and borrowed needles and threads from here.

The old man was lonely, lonely in the village for many years, and after chatting with a strange little girl for an afternoon, he returned to his room and hanged himself?

She tells Fluttershy that it's haunted, and that it's likely to be old and frail, and that she's dying so she can see it.

For her, this may be a relief.

It's just that......

Luo Qingzhou looked at the old man in front of him, thinking about the white-haired and black shadow he had just seen.

Is that the soul of the old man, going to say goodbye to them before leaving?

But how did he suddenly see it?

It is said in that book that people with strong spirits, or people who are dying, or people who have been sick for a long time, or people who are about to die, can sometimes see the ghosts, and see things that they can't usually see.

Could it be that during this period of time, he has continuously taken the inky black liquid produced by the Sun and Moon Bronze Mirror, and his divine soul has become very powerful?

Or, the life-and-death battle during the day today suddenly changed his soul?

To be honest, he was a little scared when he suddenly saw the dark shadow outside the window just now.

But curiosity and calmness soon overcame fear.

Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

Moreover, now that he is full of qi and blood, his spirit is strong, and his courage has naturally become greater, he should not be afraid of these ghosts who only dare to sneak out in the dark night.

It should be that the Yin Spirit is afraid of him.

Luo Qingzhou thought like this, and stepped forward to take down the old man's body.

"Woo......"

At this moment, a dark wind suddenly blew outside the window, and the wooden window rattled.

At the same time, the woman's crying really sounded outside.

Immediately, there were men's cries, babies cries, and old people crying, one after another.

A black shadow suddenly appeared on the low courtyard wall, and then floated into the courtyard, his body twisted and swayed, his long hair hung down to the ground, and his mouth let out a "whine" sound.

Then, more dark shadows appeared, at the gate, on the courtyard wall, in the small courtyard, twisting and swinging, long hair flying, whining and crying.

It's like a hundred ghosts dancing at night, and a thousand ghosts crying at night!

Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze, first took down the old man's body, put it on the bed, covered it with a quilt, and then walked out of the room and stood in the small courtyard.

The twisted and whimpering black shadows in the small courtyard swayed even more wildly.

Gusts of wind swirled and flew around on the ground.

Luo Qingzhou clenched his fists and walked down the steps, walking towards the hideous writhing black shadows.

With each step he took, the shadows drifted backwards, as if they didn't dare to let him get closer.

Luo Qingzhou sneered in his heart, suddenly put on a posture, and started a thunder fist in the courtyard.

"Boom!"

A blast of thunder suddenly rang out in the silent night.

"Whew-"

The wind was raging, and the black shadows that were dancing wildly suddenly whimpered in fright and fled in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, he ran away without a trace.

In the small courtyard, silence was restored, and even the sound of the wind disappeared.

"Sure enough, the void is afraid of the truth, the yin is afraid of the yang, and the little ghost is afraid of the bold! The blood is strong, the spirit is strong, and the courage is strong! ”

"If a timid person encounters these ghosts on the night road, his eyes cannot see, but he can only feel the gust of wind around his ears, a chill down his spine, and his heart is frightened. The more frightened they are, the weaker their spirits and qi and blood become, and the more arrogant these yin spirits become...... When you go back, you will definitely have a bad disease. If the healing is good, you can still live, but if the healing is not good, and the spirit is too weak, you can only get sick and die......"

"Some sick people, or old people, will see these haunting ghosts at night, and they may not be far from death at that time...... Once you can't get stronger, you may really be hopeless......"

"Some ghosts are unjustly killed and full of hatred, so they wander around and harm people......"

Luo Qingzhou thought about the record in the book, left the small courtyard, and returned to his residence.

Just about to enter the house, he suddenly found a black shadow squatting on the pier of the collapsed courtyard wall.

The black shadow's whole body was covered in black mist, and the figure was more condensed than the yin spirit he had just seen, and his face was not clear, but he could see two slightly red eyes.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at it, and suddenly heard its heart.

[This human being is so terrible, his qi and blood are so vigorous, he can't be provoked...... Why did he look at me directly? It's impossible to see me...... It's time for me to go back to cultivating......]

The shadow turned and fluttered away.

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, cultivation?

His heart moved, and he immediately followed.