Only darkness can describe the scene here.

As soon as I entered, the torii gate behind me disappeared, as if there should never be a door here. They were a little flustered, but they were comforted by the thought that they would be able to get out as long as they found impermanence. But it's not a good thing to put all your hopes in this, they know it.

There is an unpleasant miasma in the bog of the dead. Dailuan said that it was produced when some kind of plant rotted in the mud. This gas cannot be inhaled too much, and for a long time it can cause paralysis in the person. She made improvised veils out of existing herbs and rags, which she used to filter the substance for the time being. Although the smell of the air has become bitter, it smells much better than miasma.

The terrain is dangerous. It's not endless, and you can see the outline of a hill around you, but you don't know how far away. There are no weeds that swamps should have, instead a dark green algae, which is very sticky. If the sole of the shoe sticks to it and then brings it up, it will emit a strange stench, like a fermented corpse. The quagmire deep in the depths is not an ordinary brown, but more of a reddish-brown. From time to time, they bubble and gurgle like a soup about to boil, but the smell doesn't make anyone want to taste it.

A slightly dry, linear path splits the quagmire and cuts it into chunks of varying sizes. The layout is similar to that of a cracked earth, but the swamp is larger and more dangerous. There is no trace of life here, or life here becomes less like life, but a wriggling dead thing. They couldn't see anyone, any birds or beasts, only the sound of plants slowly rotting in the depths of the mud.

Mountains and seas go in front, and in the middle is Dailuan. After walking for a while, they could still only see the miasma and the silent swamp, and there was no one in sight. Shanhai looked back and found that Mu Wan was far behind them.

"What's wrong?" He whispered, "What did you find?" ”

Here, no one dares to shout too loudly. It's as if when you break the silence, something will emerge to break your body. Through the hazy ginger mist, Mu Wan slightly took the handkerchief away from his mouth and said:

"I seem to ...... I can't summon Shikigami anymore. ”

"What?" Dai Luan felt incredulous, "Isn't it okay for tengu?" ”

"No, I can't. I originally wanted to summon it to take us to the heavens, and it was better than walking. But it didn't work. I guess the blood pact is broken in this barrier. I tried to shout for God or something else, but to no avail. ”

A short distance does not dispel the disappointment in the words, and it leads to despair. Shanhai took out a talisman, wanting to start an open fire, but he was worried about igniting the methane here. So he tried to light a cold fire, but found that it didn't work. He was a little nervous, and hurriedly took out the Eight Desolation Mirror, it looked like an ordinary mirror, and it didn't have any effect on it now. As for the compass, when you finger it out of order, you can clearly see that it is broken.

"I see," he lamented...... "there's another character on the barrier that I think is familiar, but I can't guess." Now that I think about it, it probably means that all spells and witchcraft will be invalid here. ”

"Not surprising. Otherwise, how could Miss Qi be locked out. The spiritual power is blocked here...... But why? ”

Shan Hai led them to slowly grope forward, while thinking: "Hundreds of years ago, the Desolate Skull General was sent here to lead a million Yin soldiers to punish the wicked who thought about the realm of life and death...... Decades later, it was repressed. Something must have happened at that time, and it was the Lord of Naraku or he who let him deal with impermanence. ”

"Maybe it's God Wujun." Mu Wanchai.

"Yes. Something must have happened then, but no one said. The barrier was set up at that time, and it was sealed here. Even so, they still leave a strong mark on human legends...... But, in the end, ......"

He pondered for a moment. The situation is now unfavorable. It was quiet, but it gave them the illusion that something was dormant in the dark. They can't make mistakes, and the slightest mistake will wake up to that thing. Although they don't feel like they're being watched, no one knows what the "wrong" criteria are.

What's more, apart from Mu Wan's umbrella and the dust of the mountains and seas, there are no weapons that can be used in battle. Without the protection of spiritual power, spells cannot be effective, and Shikijin cannot be summoned...... This is undoubtedly a dog behind closed doors and a turtle in an urn. Although no one deliberately did this, it always gave people a feeling of being calculated.

"I want to go to high places." Shanhai suddenly said, "The terrain is too low for me to see the whole picture." ”

Mu Wan asked him if he had discovered anything. His expression wasn't quite sure, but he did have some thoughts.

"I was thinking at first, since this formation is very old, maybe the pattern is also old. If I'm not mistaken, the entire Swamp of the Dead is a large enchantment, following the rules of the Nine Palaces Bagua Array. These swamps and land patterns are exquisite. But I'm not sure which house we're in and how we're going to crack it. This ...... It makes me feel very familiar, I don't know if I often see it in the view. ”

"We'll be able to go back after cracking it?"

"It's hard to say. It may be possible to open the door back, and it may be possible to use spiritual power, but it may also lead to a riot. Depends on what we crack. ”

"Riot, riot? What a riot ......"

“…… I don't know. ”

Dai Luan was a little flustered. It's as if Rin Yamakai was sure that something dangerous was sleeping. Although they all know that there is indeed "something" here, otherwise there would be no need for the Dead Manmarsh to exist. But today, a dog can't fly, a compass can't be used, and he can't judge what to do except walk on his feet.

The trio didn't know if they were the first of the living to step into the bog of the dead...... But by no means last.

At this moment, the two people standing in front of the torii gate glanced at each other.

"You're not afraid that kid will run away?" Immortal Moon Jun scoffed.

"I don't think she'd rather starve to death." Tang He turned his head to look back at the seal, "Why did you suddenly chase after you?" ”

The black Yu's wrench was now in the hands of the Immortal Moon Monarch. Either finger, the wrench was too loose, and it was loosely spun in circles on his hand. He said lightly:

"Yun Waijing said that all ghosts are at the junction of life and death."

"That's too much." Tang He was a little disdainful, "How can you be sure that they are here to find Ten Thousand Ghosts?" ”

"I'm not sure."

"You ......" Tang He took a deep breath, for the sake of him telling him where the child was, he couldn't have a seizure, "and how do you know what Yun Waijing said?" ”

Immortal Moon Jun showed that sly face, like a real old fox.

"I saw it in Dai Luan's dream."

“…… How can dreams be used as evidence? ”

"There are no unwarranted dreams. All cause and effect can be traced. ”

All of Immortal Moon Monarch's words exuded a gratuitous confidence. But given that the person in front of him knows his strength, this kind of temperament is not conceited, but it is easy to make others feel the same boredom as conceited. Anyway, Tang He didn't have a good impression of him from beginning to end. He took a deep breath and said in a serious tone.

"This enchantment, youkai can't get through."

"So?"

"Aren't you going?"

"Who says I won't go?"

Tang He patiently took another deep breath.

"And you're going to find another door?"

"Who told you?"

Every time he couldn't go back and forth more than three sentences, Immortal Moon Jun could always successfully stir up the nameless fire in Tang He's heart. What's even more hateful is that he can always press it back into his chest before this breath comes out.

"Breaking it by force is not the end of it."

“……”

Tang He stopped talking. He didn't think it was a rational idea. But given that he also adheres to the idea that "effective" is greater than "rational", Tang He did not object to this decision.

"It's a very old seal...... Oldness doesn't necessarily mean strong, but it proves that it's time to change. ”

With a half-joking tone, Tsukizuki-kun stretched out his other hand, lifted the cigarette stick, and lightly tapped it on the formation of the torii. For a moment, a blinding light poured out from the place where it bordered the seal, and that little bit was so bright that it turned white. Sparks burst out, and the powerful demonic power crashed into it with the momentum of breaking the embankment, making an extremely harsh sound, as if playing a piano that was tuned against harmony.

Something melted, dripping golden liquid and dripping on the ground. It seeped into the dry soil, eroding a horrific, cavitating layer of soil that glowed with fluorescence. Immortal Moon-kun's hand pushed forward, and the sound became sharper, and the tip of the cigarette stick almost burned through the barrier. Tang He could feel that the demonic power that hit the torii gate was reflected back, and that momentum began to weaken, which indicated that the demonic power was gradually absorbed by the seal and gradually became fragile.

At this moment, Immortal Moon Jun suddenly raised his other hand, and several red streamers rushed from the skin in his sleeve to his wrist, and he pushed it out. With a bang, the seal split apart and slowly recessed inward. The octagonal dense runes slowly faded and rotated in reverse directions toward the center at the same time, gradually increasing in speed.

A pure black vortex appeared, and a red electric current burst restlessly. When it bounced on Tang He's leg, he instinctively took a step back. Kuchizuki-kun gestured to the whirlpool of the torii gate.

"Isn't this going to be able to get in?"

“……”

He should have gone in first.

The seal was forcibly broken from the outside by "brute force". The people inside don't know what's going on, they just know that something is happening. The earthquake shook for a while, making it almost unsteady to stand. Mu Wan was a little closer to the edge, and was almost about to be planted, but Dai Luan suddenly reached out and pulled her up. The earthquake was accompanied by a distant sound that buzzed but did not last long.

"W-What's going on?" Mu Wan's heart palpitated, "What's the matter...... As if awake. ”

"It could also be what's going on outside." Shanhai clenched his sweaty hands, "There's not much time left." There were already two mascus in the place where we walked. We should be in the Qiangong or Xun Palace, and the Kaimen or Dumen, which belong to gold and wood respectively. None of them are murderous, but I don't ...... the changes in Fang Cai."

"Yikes!!"

Dai Luan's screams interrupted him. A hand reached out at the edge of the swamp and suddenly grabbed her ankle. When the mud retreated somewhat, they realized that it was not an ordinary hand, but a white, bony hand.

The tremors had gone, but there were still ripples in the mire. It is said to be ripples, but it is nothing more than the mud of black and red turmoil. There were more strange bubbles, and one after another something arched up from them, like a pillar of mud. The terrible viscous liquid quickly slipped down, and it turned out to be one humanoid corpse after another. Some of them were completely rotten, with only white bones remaining, and some of them still had festering flesh and a foul stench. The breath confirmed why the scent that permeated the air in the first place was unsettling.

A sour feeling welled up in her throat, but before Dai Luan could really spit it out, Shanhai shouted: "Run!" ”

A pair of walking corpses slowly crawled out of the swamp, as if dissatisfied with the intrusion of the living, and unified their actions under some kind of command. They were not fast, but they all had weapons in their hands. Many of the weapons were also rusty, and no one let go, as if these swords, guns, swords, and halberds had grown with them. The mountains and seas do not have any weapons in their hands that can be hard-hitting, and even if they do, they are numerically inferior. There is no other way but to run for your life.

So, where to run? The middle palace must be where the skeleton general is, and if he goes, he will be sent to death. If you don't know where they live, you don't even know where to run for your life.