Rin Shanhai looked at the tombstone beside Wu Yuangui. It is larger than the other tombstones, I don't know if it is newer or better stone, and time has left little trace on it. They had long noticed that the name written on this tomb was the head of the Snow Yan Sect. This should also be a well-dressed mound, after all, the body has not been found. They didn't know when the tomb was built, but the moment it was inserted into the stele, some disciples already had an answer in their hearts. It was then that the estrangement was born.

Chi Li said with a gloomy face: "You are not worthy to stand in front of my father's grave." ”

"Ah...... You are mistaken. It's not your father's grave. ”

“…… Well? ”

Wu Yuangui stretched out his hand, bit his finger with the tip of his teeth, and sketched the name of the stele a few more times. Sometimes his fingers dropped, sometimes not. Shan Hai seemed to sense something and wanted to step forward to stop it, but Yuangui briefly slid a spell through his mouth, and when he withdrew his hand, a charm was glued to the stone tablet. The sigil was blue, strange, with a dark pattern painted on it, like dried blood.

Blue-green smoke suddenly overflowed from under the stele, and the color was unsettling at a glance, like colorful mushrooms reminiscent of poison. Ye Yuejun shouted at them to cover their mouths and noses, seeing that Wu Yuanhui was about to disappear into the thick fog. She was in a hurry to chase after her. Although the six realms of impermanence are not necessarily affected by toxicity, their vision is visibly blurred by smoke. The others covered their noses one after another, and Shanhai raised his sleeves and covered Dai Luan with the other hand. Mo Liang tried to disperse them with a swing of his sword, only to make two clear openings in the smoke, and soon closed them again. Mu Wan accidentally inhaled some gas, and he didn't feel any taste, only a little dry and sore throat, I don't know if it was a psychological effect.

Chi Li raised his sword and rushed in the direction where Wu Yuangui disappeared, and Mu Wan followed closely behind. When they quickly ran out of the smoke, they found that they were gone. What's even more bizarre is that the cemetery seems to have expanded several times, and they have been running on the trail for a long time and have not run out. And as far as the eye can see, there are still those stone monuments.

On the other side, Dai Luan reached out to tear off the spell on the stone tablet, but was dragged back by the mountains and seas. The fog lightened a little, and Shanhai pinched his breath and whispered:

"Don't move! I'm afraid it's poisonous. ”

As he spoke, Mo Liang stretched out his bone sword and picked out the charm. When the boxy silhouette hit the ground, they realized that it had turned into a pitch-black sheet of paper, as if it had been burned. Dai Luan stepped on it, like stepping on a dead leaf. The blue-green smoke gradually disappeared, and the surrounding scenery did not change much, except for the loss of Wu Yuangui and the three girls. Except for Chi Li and Mu Wan, Ye Yuejun didn't know where to go, and Shanhai thought they were together.

But soon, they encountered the same problem as Mu Wan - the cemetery could not get out.

"Ghost hitting the wall?" Ikeri asked.

Mu Wan didn't know very well, and she couldn't judge that Shanhai was not around. The two men weaved alertly between the dark tombstones. The air was cold, and their hearts were hot, but their fingertips were as cold as steel. There was a stone on top of a monument in front of him, and under the stone were a few pieces of paper money. After walking about a distance, the same tombstone reappeared. Chi Li looked at it, and even the name was the same.

"That's it."

"I think the smoke just now has a hallucinogenic effect. Always be careful, maybe someone is looking at our jokes outside the illusion, and they will attack us at any time. ”

Mu Wan was very careful, and every step was very light, and even the weeds couldn't make a sound. She holds her umbrella alertly, keenly perceiving everything around her. And Chi Li set her eyes on the names, looking at them one by one.

"This is my second uncle." She pointed to a monument, "He died of illness in his early years." ”

"I remember him." Mu Wan didn't look at the monument, but looked at Chi Li, "He invited me to eat halva when he was a child." ”

"Yes, it's all made by his wife. The sesame ones are fine, but the peanuts are always trendy and bitter. ”

“…… I mean, when he died, I was young. At that time, people thought you were ......"

"It's dead. I know. Chi Li glanced at her, "You should have heard me too, I occasionally take a look at the affairs of the Snow Yan Sect." He died of tuberculosis, Xiao told me. At that time, I was no longer ......"

"Li'er."

It was an unfamiliar voice, and the two of them tensed at the same time. It's strange, but it's also somewhat familiar. I saw a person coming out from behind the grave bag of the second uncle. They felt that the face was kind, and it was clearly him. Although the light was weak, his outline in their eyes was so complete. Originally, Chi Li felt that she had forgotten his eyebrows, but everything in front of her was so clear that she felt strongly unreal.

"Teacher, uncle?"

"It's good that Li'er is back."

As he spoke, more people came out. It was as if they had been ambushed here early, but there was no sign along the way. If it is a ghost, it is not floating in the air, glowing with a faint light, as ordinary people are familiar with. But both of them knew very well that the person in front of them was just an illusion.

Because they have no shadow.

"Are we seeing the same hallucination?" Chi Li turned her face sideways and asked her, but her eyes were always fixed on the ghost.

"Don't say it's watching...... I guess we're hearing the same thing. ”

"Be careful not to lie to them."

At this time, a somewhat old female voice came.

"Li'er came back to see us?"

"Auntie......?"

More people approached them, and the two of them were closer together. The two of them had never been so close before. Mu Wan was afraid that Chi Li would be shaken, but her current concentration was still very sufficient. She herself has seen many familiar faces, some of whom she doesn't know, and it is estimated that they are older people.

"Are you holding on?" Chiri asked her.

"Are you underestimating me?" Mu Wanqiang squeezed out a smile, "Don't wait a moment when the master comes out, you will take it seriously." ”

"I don't know what kind of hallucination it is. If you read our memories and draw out the illusion, I'm really afraid that you will be deceived by my father. ”

"Less."

The two were arguing, but the atmosphere could not be eased. At this moment, these ghosts suddenly spread out in both directions, as if they were trying to make a way for someone. The two of them thought to themselves whether there should really be a master, and they couldn't help but look there. I didn't think that it was a gray-haired old man who walked over. The old man seemed to be kind, and like everyone else, he didn't have the yin energy of the so-called ghosts. The garment on his body looked like a fine fabric, but it was patched. Mu Wan looked at it for a long time, but didn't recognize who it was.

“…… Grandfather. ”

Chi Li couldn't help but whisper softly, and Mu Wan suddenly realized. Even so, the two were still very vigilant.

The ghost of the old man, the founder of the Snow Yan Sect, is slowly approaching. He held something in both hands and hid it in his bosom until he walked in front of the two of them, and then he spread out his hands and picked it up.

It was a severed hand, a woman's.

Chiri's pupils and lips couldn't help but tremble. It's too familiar, it's too familiar to her, and she can't forget it for the rest of her life, and she can't forget it when she dies.

"It's true!"

Mu Wan's eyes widened: "Are you crazy? It's all fake! ”

"No...... I mean all this, these people. They are not necessarily real ghosts, but they are people buried here. So we can't see 'me' and we can't see Master. ”

"Really...... you?" Mu Wan hesitated, "But, but how do we get out?" ”

As for Ye Yuejun, he was separated from anyone else. She was still affected by the gas to some extent. Ye Yuejun had to go back first, trying to find the original place. After a while, she saw the shadows of the mountains and seas. But the first thing she noticed was Silent Cool—his sword, to be exact. There had been other things that had distracted her before, but there was a sense of familiarity lingering. She was now finally sure that Mo Liang was the source of this breath.

Ye Yuejun ran a few steps forward and approached Mo Liang. But Mo Liang walked in front of her as if he didn't see her.

"Hey, Hazuki ......"

"Ah Luan!" Ye Yuejun immediately grabbed Dai Luan, "Is this child who has been following you before?" ”

"Ah, his name is Mo Liang, and he lives with Chi Li."

"The sword?"

"It's something that has been handed down from his family."

Mo Liang turned his head and looked at Dai Luan with some confusion.

"Ah Luan...... Who are you talking to? ”

The mountains and seas in the back were also stunned. If you think about it carefully, I'm afraid it's a ghost caused by poisonous gas. Mo Liang had no contact with Ye Yuejun.

"That's it...... The six realms of impermanence. You forgot? ”

"I remember her, but, but I can't see it."

Mo Liang's eyes were very confused, and he couldn't gather his gaze in front of Dai Luan. No matter how he looked at it, it was empty.

Ye Yuejun was speechless. It seemed that he could not even hear his own voice.

"This gas is not poisonous, and you can see it when the effect of the medicine passes."

She comforted everyone so much and approached Mo Liang. He didn't say that he didn't notice it, because he did feel something getting closer to him. He raised his sword again alertly. Ye Yuejun stretched out his hand and tried to touch his hair, but he didn't react much, just turned his head and looked around. Then, she scrutinized the bone sword he raised.

Shanhai said honestly: "He is the descendant of the Yin Yang Mo family, and the only remaining disciple. That bone sword was their family heirloom, the only thing left behind by their family. However, that is a handful of bad luck. ”

Ye Yuejun didn't know if he saw any clues. She was silent, slowly moving her hand to the sword. She touched the strange knot lightly. For a moment, she seemed to feel that the thing was alive—it had a heartbeat, it had a pulse.

"It's ...... The dead of Garuda. ”

"You know?" Dai Luan looked at her, then at the sword, "This thing can make their family miserable." Except for Xiao Liang, all the clansmen of the Mo family died unexpectedly. ”

Ye Yuejun suddenly knelt in front of Mo Liang, as if the joints of his whole body had fallen off. The master and apprentice were startled, and Shanhai hurriedly asked:

"What are you doing here?"

“…… It's all my fault. ”