The cold moon is hazy, and the night wind is gloomy.

The village that had been bustling during the day had changed at this time.

There was no one in the village, only ruins and ruins!

There was a dead silence all around, and the silence was suffocating.

There are no disasters, no wars, no diseases.

How could a bustling village suddenly become like this?

Could it really be a ghost?

"Senior Brother Feng! Senior Sister Long! Wake up! ”

Feng Jiutian was awakened by a shout in the haze.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw a familiar face.

Shang Qingtian was looking at himself with concern, his voice frightened and anxious.

No matter who you are, you will see the great changes in front of you!

"Senior Brother Shang, aren't you looking for medicine?"

Although Feng Jiutian's voice was calm, his expression was full of doubts.

Shang Qingtian shook his head heavily when he heard this, and then spoke.

"I passed out and woke up right here!"

"There is a problem with the village, there is a problem with Lin Jinsheng, there is a problem with wine."

"But I think you're the most problematic!"

"I have a problem?"

"You know there's a problem, why don't you leave quickly?"

"I want to figure out what the hell is going on."

"Why do you have to bother with these things?"

"For My Father......"

"Who is your father? What does it have to do with this village? ”

"You don't need to know that!"

Feng Jiutian said categorically, with a look of rejection thousands of miles away.

Shang Qingtian had no choice but to shut up and remain silent.

After a long time, Shang Qingtian finally couldn't help it and let out a long sigh.

"Well, what are we going to do now?"

"Just take a look before you talk."

Feng Jiutian lowered his head with some concern and looked at Long Lingxue lying on the ground.

Her eyes were closed at the moment, apparently not yet awake.

"Senior Sister Long, wake up."

Feng Jiutian stretched out his hand to push Long Lingxue, and there was a burst of heat in his hand.

"Oh no, it's a relapse!"

"Senior Brother Feng, you said that Brother Priest is selfish, aren't you selfish?"

"Where am I being selfish?"

"Aren't you selfish to put everyone in danger for the sake of your father?"

"If I don't go to the tavern, you think I'll be fine?"

"Isn't it?"

"Of course not!"

"How do you know?"

"You've all left the tavern, aren't you fainting too?"

"Well, there's some truth to that."

"There are strange things in the whole village, and you can only be safe if you find out!"

"What are you trying to find out?"

"Find out what I want to know, what I should know."

"Senior sister's illness can't be delayed!"

"I know! It would be better if we could find out tonight, and if not, we must leave tomorrow morning! ”

"Okay......"

Feng Jiutian looked at Long Lingxue, who had his eyes closed, and was worried again......

After a long time, Long Lingxue woke up slowly.

"Fool ......"

"Lingxue, are you okay?"

"I ...... I'm fine, just weak......"

"Lingxue, this place is cloudy and damp, let's change places."

"Also...... It's also ......."

Feng Jiutian hurriedly stood up, trying to find a clean place in the dilapidated tavern.

But the whole tavern was dilapidated, dusty everywhere, and there were many insects and rats, so it was not advisable to stay for long.

Feng Jiutian shook his head at the two of them, and his tone was very resolute.

"We can't stay here for long, in case Lingxue's condition worsens."

Shang Qingtian, who had been silent for a long time, opened his mouth hesitantly at this time.

"It's very strange in the village, but it's safer for us to stay here."

Feng Jiutian shook his head and looked at the weak Long Lingxue.

"Lingxue, let's change to a clean place."

"It's good ......"

Feng Jiutian took the sword out of the restaurant first and looked for it in the village.

Not much.

Feng Jiutian found an old mansion in a high-gate compound.

He was overjoyed and hurriedly pushed open the closed courtyard door.

The courtyard was dark, so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

The huge courtyard gate looks terrifying, like a giant beast that chooses people with its mouth wide open!

Feng Jiutian's martial arts are very high, and he is even more courageous.

Don't say that it's like a giant beast, it's a real giant beast, and he won't take half a step back!

He held his breath and cautiously walked into the old mansion.

As soon as he entered the house, he suddenly felt a gust of wind and felt uncomfortable.

There seemed to be countless eyes staring at him in the darkness.

These eyes that are secretly watching can attack themselves at any time.

He looked fixedly, but nothing was out of the ordinary.

The only thing that's unusual is that it's too quiet, so still.

People's fear often comes from the unknown, and black is the biggest unknown.

Sometimes there's nothing, and it's more daunting than what's really there......

The bleak moonlight shone obliquely under the eaves of the old house.

You can clearly see a string of wind chimes hanging under the eaves, a very strange skeleton-shaped wind chime.

"Squeak ......"

Feng Jiutian pushed open the door, his expression was unprecedentedly nervous, and cold sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead.

It was a large room with eight pillars, which could accommodate dozens of people.

But at this time there is no one, no one.

Only a clean chair was placed in the middle of the room.

Is there anything more shocking than such a dilapidated village, with such a large, complete room, and a chair as clean as new?

"There's got to be something strange about it!"

Feng Jiutian was busy holding his sword in his chest, just waiting to fight with a strong enemy hidden in the dark.

But where was there anyone else in the empty room but himself?

And with whom should he fight?

No one knows how strange the village is that has turned from prosperity to decline in half a day.

Of course, Feng Jiutian didn't know, he suddenly remembered the old man in the ancient temple yesterday.

The old man's frightened expression, his terrifying words, and his panicked back came one after another, and instantly surged into Feng Jiutian's mind.

"No Return Village Will Make You Not Return ......"

Feng Jiutian muttered to himself.

He seemed to gradually understand that those seemingly abnormal behaviors seemed normal in even more abnormal villages.

"Everything that is unknown will make people afraid, and only by overcoming fear can we see the truth."

What his uncle said to him back then made more and more sense at this time.

He suppressed his fear, calmed his mind as much as he could, and thought carefully about what had happened.

Why did Lingxue suddenly become ill after seeing the dark shadow?

What are the old men in the ancient temple afraid of?

Why does the shopkeeper want us to leave sooner?

Is Lin Jinsheng a human or a ghost?

Why did the village become dilapidated in half a day?

How can there be a chair in a ruined village?

There seems to be only one answer to all of this, there really are ghosts here!

"Click!"

A thunderclap pierced the sky, and heavy rain poured down.

With the sound of the rain, the footsteps of two people were faintly heard, their footsteps were very soft, in this night when they couldn't see their fingers, in the deserted village where no one was looking, hearing such footsteps, Feng Jiutian couldn't help but feel a piercing chill all over his body!

"Who!"

Feng Jiutian shouted, and he was about to draw his sword.

"Senior Brother Feng, it's us."

When Feng Jiutian heard this, his expression relaxed a little and smiled slightly.

"Senior Brother Shang, why are you here?"

"Senior sister didn't worry about you, so she followed."

"I see, I'm overthinking."

"Is there a cleaner place in this Zhuangzi?"

"Only this chair is cleaner."

Shang Qingtian glanced at it and slowly helped Long Lingxue to sit down.

"This chair is so clean!"

He smiled and patted the arm of his chair, looking very satisfied.

Feng Jiutian didn't speak, he only had Long Lingxue in his heart at this time.

He can't explain this kind of feeling, and he can't explain it.

But he knew that if he couldn't protect her, he would lose the meaning of living......

I don't know when the rain stopped.

There was no wind outside the house.

The sky is obscured by a few dark clouds, and it can rain again at any moment.

"Stunned...... Stunned......"

A string of wind chimes under the eaves turned out to be windless.

This kind of sound is very pleasant to listen to on weekdays, but at this time it is creepy.

The wind chimes moved violently, and the sound was eerie, like countless dancing ghosts.

With the dance is still laughing, laughing at these people who don't know the height of the sky!

"Ghost ...... Ghosts! ”

Long Lingxue suddenly waved her hands and shouted in her mouth.

Her facial features are distorted, and her voice is poignant, which is particularly terrifying in the already gloomy old mansion.

"Lingxue, what's wrong with you, wake up!"

Feng Jiutian wanted to wake her up, only if she woke up, she wouldn't be so painful.

But no matter how he pushed, Long Lingxue didn't realize it.

Is she seriously ill? Or is it really a ghost?

Feng Jiutian didn't know, but no matter what it was, he couldn't do anything about it.

He could only just watch her, worried about her, and distressed for her.

He has fought many masters, experienced many times of life and death, and he is not afraid.

But at this time, he felt powerless for the first time in his heart.

"Lingxue, what's wrong with you?"

"Senior sister seems to have fallen into evil!"

Shang Qingtian was also worried, and said eagerly.

"Evil? How's that to be? ”

"I've learned some spells, but I don't know if they work."

"Try it!"

"I can only give it a try."

Feng Jiutian frowned and looked at Shang Qingtian.

I saw Shang Qingtian's hands sealed according to the law, and he chanted a mantra loudly in his mouth.

Although Feng Jiutian couldn't hear what he was reading, he had inexplicably hope in his heart.

After Shang Qingtian finished reciting the incantation, his fingers were a little heavier towards Long Lingxue's forehead, and Long Lingxue quickly calmed down.

"How's Lingxue?"

"She's much better, and if she draws another rune, she'll be fine."

"Where can I find pen and paper?"

"Do you remember the miracle doctor in the second mouth of the shopkeeper?"

"Of course I do."

"There will be one in the doctor's house. It's just that I don't know where his house is......"

"I know."

"You know?"

"The mansion we're in right now is!"

"Are you sure?"

"He robbed the business of so many medical clinics, so he was naturally the first in this village."

"That's right, the mansion of the first family must be very magnanimous."

"Then do you think there will be a more spacious house in the village than here?"

"Hmm...... You're right, I'll go out and find out. ”

"Okay, stay safe."

Shang Qingtian came back soon, with all the items in his hands.

"Found it so soon?"

"There's a Buddhist hall in the backyard, and it's full of items."

After Shang Qingtian finished speaking, he hurriedly drew the talisman, and after drawing a few strokes, he suddenly stopped.

Feng Jiutian saw him stop and stared at him a little anxiously.

"Senior Brother Shang, why did you stop?"

"I forgot to take the water vessel in my hurry."

"Okay, I'll go find it!"

With the words, Feng Jiutian went out of the room.

The night is as cool as water, the autumn wind is solemn, and the world is silent.

Feng Jiutian walked alone in the eerie old mansion, and he was inevitably a little afraid in his heart.

He walked briskly from room to room, struggling to find the kitchen.

He searched for a long time but couldn't find it, but found a dilapidated Buddhist hall.

The pillars of the temple collapsed twice, and the inside was covered with dust and cobwebs.

Feng Jiutian frowned, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

"With such a long road and such a dilapidated Buddhist hall, how can Senior Brother find something so quickly?"

But the thought was only fleeting, and then it was dispelled.

After a long time, Feng Jiutian finally found the kitchen.

He pushed the door open and walked in, without hesitation.

Because his sword was already out of its sheath.

When the sword is in hand, it is often when Feng Jiutian is the most courageous, even if life and death, ghosts and gods are in front of him, it will not make him have a trace of fear.

The kitchen was dilapidated, and many of the dishes and chopsticks were covered with thick dust.

The light is very dim, so dark that it is difficult to see.

But on this dirty, dilapidated closet, there was a faint flicker of white light.

Feng Jiutian walked over with bated breath, he didn't know what the flashing thing was, he instinctively guarded, and the Flowing Cloud Sword in his hand was also glowing with coldness, ready to stab a deadly sword at any time.

He approached the closet, and finally saw the glittering thing.

Glowing in front of me is a set of extremely delicate white porcelain tea sets.

They are extremely incompatible with the environment, clean enough to reflect the moon's faint light.

Feng Jiutian let out a sigh of relief and looked at it carefully.

The bottom of the porcelain pot and the porcelain bowl have faint dark lines, which are not easy to find, but Feng Jiutian just saw them.

There is a skull painted on the dark pattern, a very vivid skull.

Feng Jiutian couldn't help but think of the strange string of wind chimes under the eaves.

"Skull ...... again"

Feng Jiutian was puzzled and said softly.

He was stunned when he suddenly saw a change in the skull.

It's a small change, but it's enough to notice.

Because it's amazing.

The skull, which was originally expressionless, raised the corners of its mouth slightly at this time.

The skull actually laughed!

Feng Jiutian's hands trembled slightly.

He had seen too many horrific scenes, but none of them were as terrible as this village of no return.

There are many terrifying scenes in this village, but they are not as terrifying as this small white porcelain tea set.

If it weren't for Long Lingxue, he really wanted to smash the teapot to pieces.

But he could only suppress the fear in his heart, and returned to the big house, where he heard a slight "whoosh" sound with every step.

The sound didn't come from anywhere else, it was the strange white porcelain jug.

Feng Jiutian opened the lid of the pot and looked inside carefully.

There was nothing terrible in the pot, only a small half-pot of tea.

The taste and color of the tea did not change much, apparently not more than seven days.

The dilapidated village, the dilapidated old mansion, everything seems to have been abandoned for a long time.

But the chairs, teapots and bowls are surprisingly clean.

It's all so weird, so abnormal, so illogical.

"Either there are ghosts here, or someone is pretending to be a ghost here......"

Along the way, one thought after another flashed through Feng Jiutian's mind, but no matter which one it was, it seemed that it couldn't match the scene in front of him.

He was stuck in a quagmire of confusion and couldn't help himself.

Unconsciously, Feng Jiutian returned to the big house.

When he saw Long Lingxue and Shang Qingtian again, he gradually stabilized his mind.

He was about to hand the white porcelain bowl to Shang Qingtian, but Long Lingxue slowly opened his eyes.

Although her expression was still a little dazed, she finally woke up.

"Senior sister, it's great that you've finally woken up!"

Shang Qingtian's worried expression changed instantly, and he laughed.

Feng Jiutian had so many doubts and incomprehensions in his heart, but Long Lingxue woke up, after all, it was something that made him happy, and his heart finally let go, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Lingxue, are you okay? Is there anything else uncomfortable? ”

"Fool, what happened to me just now?"

"Lingxue, don't you know?"

"I don't remember, I just remember that there seem to be a lot of evil spirits......"

"Senior brother, it seems that junior sister is really evil!"

"Whether it's an evil or not, we can't stay in this village any longer!"

"Senior brother, do you want to leave the village overnight?"

"That's right, you take care of Lingxue, and I'll go to the west to explore the way."

"You're tired of the day, so I'd better go."

"It's too dangerous here, so it's safer for me to go."

"Okay, then I'll take care of my junior sister here."

"You must take care of her, if something happens again, I'm afraid it will be trouble!"

"Don't worry. Be safe yourself! ”

Feng Jiutian bowed slightly, and strode out of the door again.

His light skills have always been good.

At this time, it was like a gust of wind, flying over houses of different heights.

The weather was very cold at night, and it was even cooler when Feng Jiutian ran around.

At this time, his body was cold, and his heart seemed to be cold.

Step on a path full of fallen leaves and make the sound of falling leaves.

In this quiet village, such a sound is particularly terrifying.

The bleak autumn wind swept up a few dead leaves and slapped on Feng Jiutian's face.

Feng Jiutian didn't dodge, his mind was not on such a trivial matter at all.

I don't know how long it was, but he was out of the village.

There is no road at all to the west of the village, and the road is narrower and more barren.

Two or three miles outside the village, there is a mass grave.

There are many graves on the hill, and no one knows how many people are buried here, let alone who the dead are.

There was nothing but the eerie and terrifying, only a dead silence.

The place where the dead are buried is naturally dead and silent, and the dead will never open their mouths.

Feng Jiutian walked by the many graves without a moment's pause, he didn't want to be so familiar with the strange dead.

After a long time, he stopped, in front of a grave.

This burial bag is not special, and it is covered with wild grass.

Why did he stop in front of this tomb?

Because he saw the name on the tombstone, a familiar name - Lin Jinsheng!

"What! Could he really be a ghost? ”

Feng Jiutian couldn't believe that the person who was still drinking with him had really already entered the ground.

But how could a dead man come out and drink with himself?

Perhaps there is only one explanation that seems most plausible.

That is, I really ran into a ghost today!

Dark clouds obscured the only moonlight, and the sky and the earth were dark.

Feng Jiutian's brows furrowed again.

He couldn't remember how many times he frowned in a day.

The horrific scene lingered in his mind.

Suddenly, several green lights lit up in the distance.

These green lights flickered on and off, far and near, like the eyes of animals and the wandering spirits of the dead.

Ghost fires tend to occur in summer, but at this time it is late autumn.

Accompanied by the sobbing autumn wind, the ghost fire flickered up and down, floating in mid-air, like the unjust soul of Jiuyou looking for someone to ask for his life.

Feng Jiutian hesitated, not knowing whether to continue moving forward or returning the same way.

As he hesitated, a bitter cry drifted in the wind behind him.

"Give me back my life...... Give me back my life......"

He instinctively felt as if something was coming up behind him.

Feng Jiutian turned around in an instant, he turned quickly, very quickly, and very powerfully.

But I didn't find anything unusual, not even a little bit of trouble.

He instinctively pulled the sword behind his back, and there was nothing but the cold autumn wind!

In the vast dark night, there were tombs everywhere, and there was not even a living creature, but his sword was lost, so silently, so incredible.

Feng Jiu Tianli has gone through many lives and deaths, and he has never been so scared as he is now!

His white clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and his expression was full of surprise and fear.

"Click!"

A bolt of lightning slanted down from the night sky, illuminating the graveyard.

This was followed by a loud thunderclap and a faint "click".

The "click" sound is very soft, and it will pass in an instant.

Feng Jiutian looked for a sound, but didn't find anything unusual.

He really didn't want to stay any longer, and he didn't dare to stay any longer, not even for a second.

Feng Jiutian turned around and ran wildly, never wanting to look back.

This rain came and went quickly.

When Feng Jiutian ran back to the old house, the rain had just stopped.

He sat down on the edge of the wall, quickly unwrapped his baggage, and took out the water bag.

There was not much water left in the water bag, just enough for him to drink.

"Fool, what's wrong? Why are you so flustered? What about your sword? ”

"Senior brother, you won't really encounter a ghost!"

The tone of the two was full of anxiety and worry, for fear that Feng Jiutian would encounter an accident.

Feng Jiutian was silent, and only quietly drank the last sip of water.

After a long time, he finally spoke.

"Lingxue, senior brother, let's go now, go out of the mountain from the east road!"

"Fool, what the hell have you encountered?"

"Lingxue, don't ask, let's leave quickly!"

"Senior brother, we only have the last bag of water left, and we have to fill the water bag if we want to leave."

"Okay, let's go to the well together."

As soon as the three of them cleaned up a little, they walked quickly towards the ancient well.

After a short time, the three of them reached the well.

Shang Qingtian slipped the old wooden barrel into the well, only to find that the well had long since dried up.

"This well is dry, what are we going to do?"

"It looks like the only way to go!"

"Fool, I'm really thirsty right now, I'm afraid a bag of water is really not enough."

"But this well ......"

Feng Jiutian suddenly stopped talking, and he didn't know how many times he frowned.

"No, how is that possible?"

"What do you say, fool?"

"There were two heavy rains tonight, how could this well be dry?"

"Could it be...... This well leads to the River Styx? ”

Shang Qingtian looked at the two of them in horror, and even spoke a little trembling.

As soon as the words fell, the sound of "coo-dong-coo" suddenly came from the bottom of the well.

But how can there be the sound of running water in a dry well?

Feng Jiutian stretched out his head to look into the well, and when he raised his head, his expression was even more frightened than Shang Qingtian's.

"Suddenly there is a lot of water in this dry well!"

"Fool, how is this possible?"

Feng Jiutian did not answer, but once again smoothed the barrel into the well.

This time the casks filled up quickly, but something was not right with the taste.

The well water was tasteless, and even if it were, it should have been the smell of sulfur, but the barrel emitted a fishy smell, which made people almost nauseous.

Feng Jiutian quickly shook the barrel up, and the fishy stench became thicker and thicker.

Long Lingxue was thirsty and hurried.

She only glanced at the barrel and began to vomit.

Feng Jiutian and Shang Qingtian also looked carefully, and only then did they see that the bucket was not well water at all, but drenched blood, and it seemed that there was still temperature.

No matter how strong Monk Feng Jiutian Qingtian was psychologically, he was about to vomit.

"Senior brother, this well really seems to lead to the River Styx! Otherwise, where would so much blood come from? ”

"This ...... Could it be that there really are ghosts here? ”

"Fool, I really want to drink water......"

"Senior brother, the only way to do this is to open the last water bag."

"My throat hurts so badly, that's it."

Shang Qingtian opened the bag and took out the water bag as he spoke.

A bag of water, divided by three people, naturally quickly dried up.

Feng Jiutian was thinking about where to get water, but suddenly he fainted in front of him.

At the same time, there was also Long Lingxue and Shang Qingtian who fainted.

When they woke up again, it was noon.

Feng Jiutian opened his eyes and found that he was still in that tavern.

Long Lingxue beside him was holding his cheeks and was sleeping soundly.

The food, the wine glass, and the jar of raw wine in front of him did not change at all.

And Lin Jinsheng was looking at himself, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You! You! ”

Feng Jiutian let out a loud shout, and then realized that he drew his sword behind his back.

The Flowing Cloud Sword that disappeared was really pulled out by him.

Long Lingxue woke up in shock when she heard the cheers, and looked at everything in front of her stupidly.

"Brother Feng, I kindly invited you to drink, why did you draw your sword from me?"

Lin Jinsheng's expression was very innocent, but his smile was still calm.

"Lin Jinsheng! Are you a human or a ghost! ”

"Of course I'm human, a person in every sense of the word."

"What's going on on that side?"

"Alas, I thought that Brother Feng would know the nature of alcohol, but unfortunately it was also like this......"

Feng Jiutian wanted to ask again, but Lin Jinsheng had already gotten up and left.

Long Lingxue and Feng Jiutian looked at each other, and they were silent for a while.

After a long time, Long Lingxue opened her mouth with some fear.

"Fool, I think I had a nightmare!"

Feng Jiutian nodded slightly when he heard this, and whispered to Long Lingxue.

"Lingxue, I'm afraid this is not a dream, it should be true."

"But how can all this be true, it's too ......"

"Lingxue, whether it's true or not, I'm afraid the three of us won't be able to deal with it!"

Long Lingxue looked at Feng Jiutian and said anxiously.

"It's all incredible! Let's get out of here! ”

"Let's go!"

The two looked at each other, and at the same time escaped from the tavern.

As soon as the two of them left the tavern, they almost bumped into a teenager.

Instead of being angry, the boy opened his mouth in confusion.

"Senior Brother Feng, Senior Sister Long, where are you going?"

Hearing this, the two of them hurriedly stood still, looked at this person, and then they were completely stunned.

"Senior Brother Shang, weren't you with us just now?"

"With you? I've been looking for medicine in the village just now! ”

Shang Qingtian shook the herbs in his hand, and his face was full of puzzlement.

Feng Jiutian couldn't take care of it anymore, so he pulled the two of them and fled from the village.

At the same time, there is also this terrifying and incomprehensible world......