Gusts of wind blew in from outside the grotto, whirring.

The grotto is a burial chamber, and there is a decaying coffin and a skeleton on the high platform, which is already gloomy, and when the wind blows, it makes people feel even more gloomy.

The temperature was not very cold, but the wind blew on the body and could penetrate the fur and clothes, and it was cold to the bone. A few fluffy bears were huddled in the cold and shivered in the corners.

Xia Qing was also very cold, so cold that he had goosebumps all over his body, and he wanted to squeeze into the herd of beasts to avoid the wind, but he was motionless under the blowing of the yin wind, and he kept in mind the old eunuch's advice that he would not return, and did not dare to step out of the circle drawn by the latter for half a step. The situation is too gloomy and weird, the feeling of danger is getting stronger and stronger, and if you can't hold your breath at this time, you will have to pay a heavy price!

Usually you can do whatever you want, but at critical moments, Xia Qing is more careful than anyone else.

Whew! A gust of wind struck, bringing with it pieces of paper ash.

Here it comes!

The old man who burned paper, that is, the Yin God who asked for his life, is here!

Xia Qing didn't dare to move even more, sitting motionless on the ground, disguised as a tiger lying on the ground with the blessing of the old eunuch stealing the heavenly trick. On the contrary, the tiger not far away was disguised as him, with his robe on the outside. The wrinkles on the tiger's forehead are very deep, and he has lived for at least a few decades, and has vaguely transformed into a tiger demon, but he has been imprisoned in all directions and cannot act at all. Looking at the paper ashes floating in the air, this tiger demon also sensed the danger, and his teeth chattered with nervousness.

"Xia Qing, where are you, Xia ...... Green ......"

Ethereal sounds came from the night sky outside the grotto, echoing in the air. The voice sounded familiar and familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere.

Xia Qing frowned, subconsciously thinking, the more he listened to the voice, the more familiar it became, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

Xia Qing...... , Qing'er, my child, where are you ......"

The voice is more ethereal and more intimate, as if relatives are calling one after another.

In the grotto, all the demon beasts buried their heads and did not dare to move, and the fierce beasts that dominated the side in the past were all curled up and trembling.

"Auntie, grandma...... or, or, mother......"

Xia Qing muttered, unconsciously, her consciousness became in a trance, and she felt that her voice was extremely kind. This intimate feeling reminded him of his mother, whom he had never met, and slowly raised his head, wanting to get out of the grotto to find his mother who called him.

"Stupid, stop!"

The voice of the old eunuch suddenly sounded in Xia Qing's mind, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Boy, this is the voice of the Yin God who asks for his life, it is the soul hooking sound that he seduces the souls of the world, not your mother." Don't move, if you get out of this circle, you will die, and your soul will completely fall into the world of Ghost Mansion, and the old shopkeeper of the Shanren Inn will not be able to save you if he comes in person!"

The old eunuch's voice also became nervous, worried that Xia Qing would be recruited to go out, and if he really got to that point, he could only watch and be anxious. Before he captured a new body, he couldn't even use one-tenth of his cultivation in his heyday, and most of his supernatural powers couldn't be used.

"Soul hook?"

Xia Qing made a pause and woke up as if in a dream, his palms and backs were full of sweat.

"Xia Qing, Qing'er ......"

Outside the grotto, the Yin God was still calling, and his voice was as kind as he could, and his voice was constantly changing. Sometimes it sounds like aunt Yu Qiniang, sometimes it's the old lady and her mother, and after a while, she vaguely becomes Shi Xuanxuan.

Xia Qing sweated on his forehead, sat motionless, and the more cordial the voice from outside, the more terrifying it sounded.

Another gust of wind struck, and paper ashes flew all over the sky.

A slender figure appeared outside the grotto, and the old man who burned paper walked in slowly, "Xia Qing, where are you? It's time to hit the road, Xia ...... Green...... Where are you ......"

The old man who burned the paper dragged his voice, holding a bell in his hand, and rang with every step.

Xia Qing lowered his head and silently recited the exercises to keep his mind.

He can also attack sound, and the dream Lixiao and ethereal movement left by the ethereal fairy are the big killers of sound attack, but he doesn't have time to cultivate deeply, he can only have a little skin, and he can't compete with the soul hooking sound of the old man who burns paper.

Specializing in harvesting the yang longevity and soul of the world, this life-seeking yin god is really gloomy and evil!

Xia Qing's heart was awe-inspiring, and he once again saw the power of the ghost mansion.

"Xia Qing, you're on the road......"

The old man who burned the paper shook the bell, his pace was very slow, but he happened to walk towards Xia Qing.

A drop of sweat the size of a bean appeared on Xia Qing's forehead, and he was extremely nervous for a while. The paper-burning old man walked straight over, could it be that the old eunuch's tricks and disguises didn't work, and the paper-burning old man saw through it?

"Don't move, he shouldn't have the ability to see through it at a glance, calm down!"

The voice of the old eunuch He Bugui sounded in Xia Qing's mind, and he cheered Xia Qing up at the critical moment, "Xia Qing, you must calm down." If you can't control yourself, it's really over, and when you get out of this circle, your soul can't resist the soul hooking sound. ”

It seems that the old eunuch just drew a circle on the ground, but in fact he laid a powerful prohibition. This prohibition not only concealed Xia Qing's identity, but also blocked most of the power of the soul hook sound, without this prohibition, perhaps Xia Qing's identity would have been exposed long ago.

The old man who burned the paper got closer, and walked five or six meters away step by step, looking like he had already seen through it.

Xia Qing gritted his teeth and continued to sit still, but his right hand subconsciously touched the hilt of the Dugu Sword, preparing for the worst. It's really not good, and then fight hard with this life-seeking yin god!

"Xia Qing, where are you, it's time to hit the road, Xia ...... Green...... Where are you ......"

The old man who burned the paper walked very slowly, until he was three meters away from Xia Qing, and then he stopped, shook the bell in his hand and walked towards the tiger demon not far away. Soon, the bell in his hand rang rapidly, and he sensed Xia Qing's breath on the tiger demon. The robe wrapped around the tiger demon, coupled with the mysterious trick of stealing the sky, deceived this eerie and evil life-seeking yin god.

The tiger demon trembled, trying to defend but couldn't speak, his teeth gurgling.

"Xia Qing, your longevity is over, let's go, follow me on the road. ”

"Errands are erranded, gods and demons from all walks of life avoid, the living do not block the path of the dead, and they are on the road......"

The old man who burned the paper threw out a handful of paper money, turned around and left, shaking the bell in his hand vigorously as he walked. The frightened tiger demon suddenly sank, and his soul floated out of his head, leisurely following the old man who burned the paper. The body was disguised as Xia Qing by the old eunuch, and even the soul was disguised as Xia Qing.

What a Yantian eunuch, the old eunuch is really powerful!

Xia Qing exclaimed, secretly relieved in his heart, and the next moment, his eyebrows jumped violently.

The old man who burned the paper by his side suddenly turned around with a sigh, as if he noticed something unusual. Faced with the coercion of a life-seeking yin god, all the demon beasts retreated one after another, huddled and shrunk together, and only Xia Qing's disguised tiger lay on the ground and did not move.

"Oh no, these monsters are too timid!"

The old eunuch's voice suddenly sounded, and he was also nervous, and he was about to resolve a catastrophe, but there was an accident at the last moment.