For the sake of safety, Miss Qi was left in the residence - if something happened to her in a dangerous place, no one could afford to pay for it. They got up early in the morning, and under the leadership of the Ye brothers and sisters, they came to Qingluya.

To be exact, the valley below Qingluya.

The fog calls the mountains in the valley. The morning mist had not yet lifted, and in the ravines of the windless mountains, milky white barriers had penetrated into every corner. Ye Zixu said that she had forgotten when she came last time, maybe it was later, there must not be such a big fog.

In cases where vision is restricted, the other senses of the person become more sensitive. Through the damp Arashi, they could smell the fragrance of unknown plants in the air, which was so complex and layered that even the most exclusive balms in the court could not imitate this feeling. Ears can hear a lot of sounds, even if the birds that have not yet woken up breathe evenly in their nests, seeds sprout in the damp and soft soil, and a drop of mellow morning dew slides off the slender leaves...... All of these sounds have an aura that travels from the ears to the head, from the nose to the heart.

Every inch of skin also feels any wind and grass around it. They walked cautiously, and no one stumbled or scratched, as if the entire road had been laid out in advance.

However, Ye Linxi is still clumsy.

This must have something to do with people's perception of spiritual power. For example, Ye Zixu is actually not much better than her brother. Although it is not to stumble, it is natural to lose its way.

"Or ...... Shall we wait for the fog to clear before leaving? Mu Wan asked her.

Although Miss Ye was stubborn, she also knew that there was no other way than to stare in the fog at the moment. They made it on a large rock nearby, back to back, shoulder to shoulder, and sighed uncontrollably.

What if the fog does not disperse?

The sun rose a little, illuminating the curtain a little more clearly. Visibility is much higher than before, and many things have gradually emerged, from far to near, but still not clear.

At this time, Mu Wan felt something unusual in the distance.

"Mountains and seas," she began, "I think there's a demonic aura nearby." ”

"I think so, too. But in this place of spiritual power, it is a normal thing. ”

"I think there's something special," Mu Wan stood up, "it's ...... Inexplicably makes people care. I want to check it out. ”

She was telling the truth. She knew that her spiritual power was inferior to that of Shanhai, but it was already higher than ordinary people. That demonic aura made her care very much, not because of how strong it was, but because it felt familiar to her. But Shanhai was indifferent, proving that he might not feel anything. Mu Wan guessed that it might be the demonic aura that only she had seen.

She was saying...... Maybe it's the Immortal Moon King.

Mu Wan couldn't remember the demonic aura of the Immortal Moon Monarch too clearly. The more terrifying the monster is, the more complex the demonic aura is, which makes people unable to leave a deep impression, only feels terrifying, and even ordinary people can perceive it. If she is called to the mountains and seas, she may be in trouble with Mu Wan and the Ye brothers and sisters; If you don't say it, I'm afraid that I'm not an opponent. After thinking about it, she decided to go and see it.

What's more, last time, she was too angry to ask Ying Yuejun - or her master's whereabouts.

He shouldn't be here...... What can he do here? Mu Wan didn't have time to think too much, she needed to be sure where this demonic aura came from. Shanhai was silent for a long time, knowing her temperament, so he had to remind her to pay attention to safety. Ah Luan wanted to follow, but he dragged him back and sat down.

Mu Wan pulled out her umbrella and cautiously walked towards the place she felt suspicious. The demonic aura quickly faded, making it difficult for her to be sure. But since she recognized it, it must have been something she had seen. The more she thought about it, the more she didn't give up, and wanted to find out the looming trace. Mu Wan turned back at the beginning, trying to determine where he was when he left. But the demonic aura was getting weaker and weaker, and she was walking faster and farther and farther. By the time the morning fog had completely lifted, she had gone nowhere.

But the mysterious demonic aura finally stopped. Along the way, Mu Wan stopped and stopped, tired and panting. When she pushed away the tall grass in front of her, a towering tree suddenly appeared in front of her.

This tree is so weird, so weird.

It was huge, indescribably large, and its tree waist might fit a small village. But it grew strangely, growing crookedly all the way, like a huge arm sticking out of the dirt and leaning. And it was bare, without a single leaf. Many small animals lived on it, and all birds and monkeys made their homes on it. Perhaps it was too high and dangerous, and they were willing to stay even without the protection of the leaves. Just thinking that if it also had a canopy, it would be even more spectacular.

The sight was so bizarre that she didn't even notice that there was a man sitting on a stone drawing in front of the tree.

The man glanced back at her. Mu Wan then withdrew his gaze and looked at him. This glance made her realize that the demonic aura was coming from him.

But she hadn't seen the man.

He has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he looks about the same size as mountains and seas. He also has long, silky hair, but his face is much softer than that of Wu Qi. The texture of the robe looked very expensive, maybe he was prominent, but for some reason he was here alone.

Behind him was a basket with many different scrolls. Mu Wan walked in and felt that the demonic aura came from here, mixed with other breaths.

"Girl, you ......" his voice was soft.

"I'm sorry," she was stunned, "I, well, I got lost here...... Am I bothering you? ”

He smiled and put his pen away.

"No, there isn't."

"Take the liberty of interrupting...... What are you doing? ”

"I like to travel and paint strange landscapes. For example, this one, I have seen it from near and far, and I only came to it this time. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the dead tree in front of him. Mu Wan looked at the tree, and then at his painting. This picture scroll is very large, and I have just moved a few strokes, and I can't see anything. But judging from the strength of the pen, you can see some decent brushwork.

"Is this tree dead?"

"Neither dead nor alive."

"Huh?"

"And over there," he said, raising his hand and pointing through the woods, pointing far away, "there's an identical tree over there." ”

Mu Wan looked in the direction he was pointing, it was the opposite direction of the "Crooked Neck Tree", but he didn't see anything.

"Ah, I haven't consulted ...... yet."

Mu Wan paused for a moment, and hurriedly responded: "Ah, in Xialiangqiu, Mu Wan, from Xueyan Valley." ”

"In the lower part of the city," he glanced slightly, "Snow Yan Valley...... Are you a disciple of the Snow Yan Sect? ”

"Exactly."

"Well, I know one of your brothers. You have many disciples, and Miss Liangqiu may not know each other. Oh, no, I think you must know......"

"Tell me? Maybe I know. ”

"I know about the disappearance of your sect master, and Cheng deeply regrets it. I happened to visit that old friend, who came from the Snow Inkstone Valley, and didn't stay here for long. That friend, surnamed Wu, temporarily took over the affairs of your sect. ”

Mu Wan's eyes lit up suddenly.

"You're talking about our senior brother, Wu Yuangui? Are you his friend? ”

"That's nature. Hey, Mo Fei, are you the little junior sister he said he was traveling far away? He raised an eyebrow slightly.

"It's me! Senior brother, how is he doing? And my senior sister Yan Muxue, have you ever known her? I wrote and I don't know if they received ......"

"They're good, they miss you so much."

Cheng You stretched out his hand and wanted to pat her on the head, but immediately realized that it was not suitable for a girl who had just met, and immediately withdrew his arm. He turned, took a scroll from the basket behind him, and slowly unfolded it in front of her.

"Look, this is a youkai I met in Snow Yan Valley."

It shows a snow-white rabbit with black ears and red eyes. Ordinary people must only think that it is an ordinary rabbit painting, but Mu Wan thinks it is very expressive, and it seems that the next second it will blink its eyes and move its three-petal mouth.

He did paint very well, but Mu Wan felt that it was not just a painting.

"See?" Cheng You smiled again, "I put all the Shishen in the painting." ”

"No wonder ......"

"What's the wonder?"

"Ah, I'm just far away, and I feel a familiar demonic aura...... I see, it turned out to be a youkai in my valley. Hey, I'm ...... It turns out that you are also a demon envoy. ”

It's really a bit of a soldier, why can't you even tell the difference between your own things?

"Oh, yes," she continued, "I have my own Shikigami too, just not ......much."

She opened her umbrella, and two charms with different strange words fell down, caught by her fingers in a split second. Then she handed them to Cheng You.

"Hakudi and Hansui Hime." He took it and recognized it at a glance.

Mu Wan flipped through a few scrolls in the basket, and asked him without looking back:

"Are these your shikigami?"

"Not all. Some are ordinary paintings, some are empty scrolls. There are only four true Shikikami. ”

When she turned around, Cheng You returned the charm to her, pointed to her umbrella and said, "This can collect a lot of Shikkai." ”

"It doesn't seem convenient to carry it on your back." Mu Wan took it.

"I only have four or five that I use regularly, and if it's too bad, I'll replace it. Walking the rivers and lakes, you can't do it without some means of self-defense. ”

Cheng You unfolded the picture scroll with a rabbit, lowered one end, and the living rabbit jumped down and jumped into the woods. Mu Wan stared at it, and when he turned back, he put away Fang Cai's scroll.

"Aren't you drawing?"

"Change places and draw the other side."

“…… Why? Isn't painting about sitting in one place for a long time? ”

"I love to draw...... different faces. Drawing it like this is what it really looks like. ”

Mu Wan followed him for a few steps, not quite understanding the meaning of his words.

She kept following, and wanted to ask more about the valley.