Chapter 358: Fighting

The cold wind howled through the mass graves on the outskirts of Yangcheng, waving with pieces of dead leaves scattered and swaying, and the wind whimpered, one after another, like a ghost crying, and like a ghost roaring.

Under the pale moonlight, there are many tombstones, one after another, the tombstones are crooked, dilapidated, and no one has cleaned them up for a long time. A few crows fluttered their wings and landed on the grave, and they cried hoarsely.

Thousands of miles of lonely graves, desolate!

It is a newly buried tomb, and in the darkness two white candles are 'snorting' and burning, the candle flame swaying in the wind, emitting a dim yellow light, and the candlelight illuminates a bowl of steamed buns in front of the tombstone, there are four steamed buns, which are offerings to the dead.

Yangcheng fought every year, with countless casualties, and several new graves like this were added every day. If there is a grave, there will naturally be offerings, depending on the situation of wealth and poverty, or steamed buns, or fruits, roast chicken, and so on. These offerings are also often visited by orphaned beggars.

It's just that in the last two months, there have been a sudden decrease in the number of orphaned beggars who come to mass graves to steal offerings.

"Chen Feng, let's go back, the mass grave has been haunted recently, it's not very peaceful, Goudan, Liu Si and others have disappeared one after another, I always feel cold in my heart, and I'm scared."

In the mass grave, two teenagers walked among the graves on rotten leaves, looking for sacrifices to eat. One of the boys, who was obese and frightened, looked around the grave with fear, and involuntarily leaned closer to the other boy beside him.

The other teenager was much thinner, with a dark silver longevity lock around his neck, looking like he was fifteen or sixteen years old. Unkempt, the water chestnut face is covered with dust. A pair of cold eyes scanned the surroundings.

"Go back? We haven't eaten for almost two days, do you want to starve? Chen Feng said lightly. The gaze continued to search. Although there are many mass graves, there are very few graves with offerings.

"But this place is gloomy, it's too terrifying, I really shouldn't come, I, Wang San, would rather starve to death than be scared to death." The fat man Wang San's small eyes were full of deep fear, and he subconsciously leaned closer to Chen Feng's side, and the fat body was almost attached to Chen Feng's left arm.

Chen Feng glanced at him coldly and said, "If you want to go back, you can go back yourself." I'll find another hour. After speaking, Chen Feng walked forward alone.

"Don't, wait for me!" Wang San exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly followed.

The mass graves were large, some of the corpses were not buried, they smelled of decay, and occasionally some hungry lone wolf beasts came here to gnaw on the corpses. The two of them were careful all the way, not daring to be careless.

A quarter of an hour later, a smile appeared on Chen Feng's cold face. Wang San next to him was even more ecstatic, with a fat face and a fat face trembling with a smile.

Because in front of them was a newly buried tomb, and in front of the grave lay a bowl of chicken legs, which were golden and shiny, and the chicken legs exuded an alluring sheen. The two are orphans in Yangcheng. I couldn't even eat enough food, let alone delicious chicken legs, so I couldn't wait to walk towards the grave. Wang San was even more drooling, and he was extremely anxious.

"Wait!" Chen Feng suddenly grabbed Wang San's hand. A pair of keen eyes stared closely at the grave in front of them, as if there was something hidden in the grave.

"Fatty. Did you hear a muffled shout just now? Chen Feng's eyes flickered, and his eyes were extremely cautious.

Wang San was slightly stunned, then turned his head and looked greedily at the tempting chicken legs, drooling, and said disapprovingly: "Where did the muffled shouting come from, you must have heard it wrong." Usually so bold, how timid as a mouse now. Oops, I'm talking about eating the chicken thighs first. Saying that, Wang San suddenly broke free of Chen Feng's hand and strode forward.

When Chen Feng was about to stop it, it was too late, and when he saw that Wang San had just stepped into the range of the tomb, he disappeared directly out of thin air.

The cold wind still raged in the mass graves, making a strange wind sound of 'whirring' and 'whining', and the sound was sometimes far and near, erratic, and terrifying.

The white candle in front of the grave was burning, and the bowl of chicken legs was still there. If you don't see it with your own eyes, I'm afraid that no one will be able to see anything unusual about the tomb in front of you.

The tomb is like a terrible ghost, lurking in the darkness, devouring the living.

Rao is Chen Feng has a calm personality, and he can't help but feel a little chill in his heart.

"Fatty, fat!" Chen Feng's expression was quite calm, he didn't turn around and run away without being frightened, he slowly squatted down, picked up a stone and threw it towards the grave in front of him.

At the same time, he stared intently at the stone, which crossed an arc and moved forward.

Sure enough, when the stone reached a distance of one kilometer in front of the tomb, it also disappeared out of thin air.

"As it stands, as long as you're not near the grave, you should be fine. Even if there are powerful ghosts inside, they may not be able to come out for some reason, otherwise they would have come out a long time ago. Chen Feng quickly judged, his eyes moved, and he slowly walked forward step by step.

When he was more than a foot away from the grave, Chen Feng stopped, picked up a dead branch from the ground and slowly leaned forward.

As expected, the tip of the dead branch seemed to be plated with an invisibility potion, and as it continued to probe forward, it disappeared inch by inch. Then the dead branches were pulled out, and the dead branches were still dead branches, without any change or damage.

Chen Feng's eyes moved, and he stretched out his finger and slowly leaned forward. The same scene happened again.

First the fingers disappeared, then the palms, the wrists, then the elbows, and finally the entire arms. It's as if there is another world ahead, and I feel that my right hand is still there, but I can't see it, just like my right hand is in another world, and my body is still in this world.

Suddenly, his fingertips seemed to touch a cold air current, which came down his arm. Chen Feng shivered excitedly, and hurriedly withdrew his arm.

However, at this moment, a huge suction force suddenly appeared in front of him, sucking Chen Feng's entire person in, and then disappeared.

His eyes darkened for a short time, and the surrounding scene changed for a while, and Chen Feng found that he had appeared in a clearing.

No, to be precise, the ground is covered with rotting leaves. A clearing full of bones on rotting leaves. Around the clearing, there were crosses, hundreds. In a circle, one person is tied to each cross. There are living and dead, blood-stained crosses, flesh-and-blood people. or blinded eyes, or severed hands and feet, or noses cut off, or disemboweled, skinned flesh, flesh cut off bones. It's miserable, dripping with blood, and it's terrifying to watch. In some cases, there was even a skeleton left on the wooden frame.

Cursing, wailing, crying and screaming all rolled out in one piece, resounding in this space, mixed with the thick smell of blood and rotting leaves. It makes the scalp tingle and smells sick.

Chen Feng's heart felt a slight chill, and he quickly settled down, and his cold gaze scanned the surroundings. He noticed that the people tied to the wooden frame were emitting a dark green gas. The gases converged into streams of air and drifted towards the center of the field. The green mist floats, and the whole space seems a little hazy. I didn't see Wang San's figure.

Looking in the direction of the green air, in the center of the clearing sat an old man in black robes. The old man's body was surrounded by green gas, and he couldn't see his face clearly. If you look closely, you will see that the green gas is being inhaled into his body little by little, and it is gradually becoming thinner. The old man's face gradually became clear, in his fifties, but his hair was still black and silky, his skin was dark, and his body was burly. There was a pool of scarlet blood in front of the old man, and combined with the painful shouts he heard before, Chen Feng guessed that the old man was probably injured by cultivating evil skills.

However, even though the old man was injured, sitting there cross-legged, still gave people a heavy pressure, and that cold aura rushed towards him, so close to death.

For no reason, Chen Feng had a strong sense of crisis, and he felt that only by killing the old man in front of him could he get out of here alive. Chen Feng is not a good type, he has always been very decisive, pulling out a dagger from his waist, this self-defense dagger picked up by the dead man is polished by him every day, extremely sharp.

His legs suddenly exerted force, and when he came to the old man, Chen Feng saw that there was a trace of blood on the corner of the old man's mouth, and he was even more sure that the old man was injured, so he did not hesitate to start his hand, and aimed the dagger at the old man's chest, and stabbed it straight.

The old man's brows were tightly locked, beads of sweat the size of beans continued to overflow from his forehead, his body was shaking slightly, as if he was trying his best to move his body to avoid Chen Feng's dagger, but his body was still unable to move.

At this moment, the surroundings fell silent, and those who were half-dead tied to the cross also stopped wailing and looked this way.

"Whew!" It was a very slight voice, but it was heard clearly, Chen Feng's dagger pierced the old man's chest, and a few drops of blood splashed out.

"Ahh Boy, if you dare to hurt me, the old man will definitely peel you and cramp! The old man screamed, like a punctured ball, and a cold and terrifying aura swept out of him, and the skeleton and white bones on the ground were instantly twisted into pieces, and Chen Feng's whole person was thrown out.

"Bang!" With a bang, Chen Feng slammed on the ground, his internal organs seemed to be shattered, burning like a fire, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his consciousness began to blur.

"No, I can't pass out." Chen Feng was ruthless in his heart, raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed it towards his thigh, the dagger pierced into his thigh, blood gushed out in an instant, stained his pants red, and the sharp pain hit, he was much more conscious, and looked up at the front.

The old man was still sitting cross-legged, his breath was faint, his face was as pale as paper, and the dagger wound on his chest was still dripping with blood. I saw that his hands made strange handprints, and the green qi around him converged towards him again, and with the inhalation of green qi, the wound on his chest was actually slowly healing.

"How is that possible? His heart was pierced by me, and he is still alive? Chen Feng's eyes were shocked, and then he gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain all over his body, held the dagger, and moved his body to approach the old man again. It's just that he was seriously injured, and the speed of movement was obviously not as fast as the healing speed of the old man's wound. Chen Feng was extremely anxious in his heart, and when the old man came to his senses, he would definitely die without a place to be buried.

At this moment, a panicked voice came from not far away.

"Uncle ghost, don't kill me, I'm not a bad person, although I usually do a lot of things like stealing chickens and touching dogs, but that's also out of desperation, I'm really hungry. And that idea came from Fengzi, you have to find Fengzi, don't kill me......"

Chen Feng turned his head to look, but it was Wang San, who was huddled in a dark corner, trembling all over, and the corners of his mouth kept muttering a few words.

Chen Feng hurriedly said: "Fatty, fat!" ”

shouted several times in a row but didn't respond, and Wang San seemed to be scared stupid. Chen Feng casually picked up a skull and smashed it over.

"Who, who hit me. Uncle ghost, you can smash me, but please don't kill me. Wang San raised his head and looked around in fear, and suddenly saw Chen Feng lying on the ground in front of him, "Chen Feng, why are you here too, well, what a good brother." ”

As if he had found the backbone of the main heart, the fear in Wang San's heart immediately decreased a lot, and he ran over trembling all the way, pointing to a few wooden frames in the distance and facing Chen Feng, and said: "It's over, we're finished, Dog Dan and Liu Si are all tied to the wooden frame, you see that their hands have been cut off, and the fate we are waiting for is estimated to be the same as them, and they will die a miserable death!" ”

"Not necessarily, you went over and killed him!" Chen Feng handed the bloodstained dagger in his hand to Wang San, pointed at the old man in the distance, and said coldly: "Kill him, and we can live." ”

"What?" Wang San was so shocked that he dropped the dagger in his hand to the ground, and said in a panic: "I, how could I kill him, that old man knew that he was very powerful at a glance." ”

"No, he went wrong in his practice and couldn't move. I've stabbed him just now, and he only has half a life left, and if you give him another stab, you will definitely kill him." Chen Fengzheng was saying, his five organs suddenly felt a colic, and a mouthful of blood spit out, "Hurry, hurry up, otherwise when he heals his injuries, you and I will have to die." ”

Wang San hesitated, picked up the dagger in a trembling manner, and walked forward tremblingly. With each step, my feet trembled a few times, and it looked like I would fall to the ground at any moment.

Although he walked slowly, fortunately the distance was only a short distance, and he soon came to the old man.

"Chen Feng, where should I stab him?" Wang San asked nervously, a pair of fat hands trembling all the time.

"Whatever, just the point, just the head, move quickly!" Chen Feng said anxiously.

Wang San immediately raised his dagger and stabbed straight at the top of the old man's head.

Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes, and the eyeballs were actually miserable blue, Wang San was shocked, and subconsciously looked down, just to see the old man's blue eyes, with two cloaks in the eyes, and the ghosts with bloody eyes rushed towards him. (To be continued.) )