On the other side, Yin Yang Laojun also learned about the defeat of the Yama King's brothers and sisters. He couldn't help but wonder, there is no reason, what kind of trick are these brothers and sisters playing?

But after thinking about it, he immediately understood the mystery, and couldn't help but sneer: "It's really a guy with no ambitions, and there is only one that comes and goes." Let them go. ”

After a while, Zhao Hangyu and his entourage entered the Yinyang Mountain boundary, only to see that there were some houses scattered on the slope of the mountain road, all of which were made of adobe bricks next to the mountain wall. Some of them also have holes in the mountain walls, which are very similar to caves.

People like this who live in the mountains are relatively poor and backward. Because there is no water source, they often look to the sky to harvest the wasteland in the mountains, so water is very precious to them.

I don't know if Zhao Hangyu's eyes are too sharp, and he suddenly found that there was a house that seemed to have lights coming through, so he beckoned everyone to come forward to see what was going on.

There was a staircase in front of the house, and everyone crept up to it and lay down on the windowsill.

I saw that the windows still followed the traditional wooden lattice, without glass, but sealed with window paper. Zhao Hangyu stretched out his index finger and dipped it in saliva, and carefully pointed out a small hole in the window paper. The rest of the people followed his example, digging small holes in the window paper and looking in.

The room is very small, basically enough for a wooden bed and a table. An oil lamp sits on an old-fashioned and old tabletop, emitting a dim red glow.

A woman was sitting in front of the window with her back to them, combing her hair with a wooden comb in her hand. On the table in front of her, there was a small round mirror. But from the perspective of everyone, at most, they can only see the top of the woman's hair and the scene of her combing her hair reflected in the mirror, but they can't see her face.

After looking at it for a while, the woman had been combing her hair, but there was no one else in the room but her. This can't help but make people feel weird, and they can't help but feel a cool feeling on their backs.

Why do you feel this way? That's because when everyone came, there was only light on the window, but there was no figure, and at this moment, I clearly saw a woman sitting at the window combing her hair.

Under normal circumstances, under the light of an oil lamp, the shadow of a person would definitely be projected on the window, but why not? That can only explain one reason, the woman who combed her hair is not a person at all!

Some ghosts know how to restrain their own ghosts, especially at night when their spiritual power is at their strongest, and they will become as difficult to distinguish as living people.

This kind of ghost is at least the level of a powerful ghost, but no matter how well they hide it, there are still traces to follow, and that is the shadow. Ghosts have no shadow and will never change from ancient times to the present.

Lin Zixi gently pulled Zhao Hangyu's sleeve and whispered in his ear: "It's so strange, why has she been combing her hair?"

Zhao Hangyu turned his head and muttered in her ear: "Female ghosts are all so sick, one is combing hair, and the other is painting skin............"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zixi's body trembled and hurriedly covered his mouth. You must know that painting skin is one of the scariest ghost stories, and when you talk about it at night, it's just nothing to look for.

Wang Zihua squeezed his eyes at Zhao Hangyu, meaning to ask if he would take advantage of the current thing to destroy the female ghost.

Zhao Hangyu shook his head, because there are rules for dealing with ghosts, and there is a theory of "driving the main thing, supplemented by descending, and all demons and demons will not be destroyed". If the other party is not an evil ghost, let alone harmed anyone, killing them will damage their own yin morality.

After a long while, the female ghost finally put on her makeup, and after checking the mirror a few times, she got up and walked to the door.

Seeing that she was about to open the door and come out, Zhao Hangyu and the others quickly flashed behind the corner. As soon as it was hidden, the door creaked open, an old-fashioned wooden door that made a particularly clear sound at night.

The female ghost walked down the steps, and unintentionally turned her head and glanced in the direction where everyone was hiding, and then turned around and continued to go forward.

"What's going on? Have we been discovered?" Wang Zihua couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Zhao Hangyu frowned and said, "It seems so." ”

It turned out that the female ghost had already discovered everyone, but she deliberately pretended not to know, combing her hair and putting on makeup in the house, and she didn't know what tricks she was playing.

"Keep up!"

Zhao Hangyu decided to find out, and made a gesture to everyone. At that moment, he followed the female ghost into an alley between several houses.

Walking out of this alley, there is only a lonely stone house at the end. It is also built on the mountain, and in the dark night, there is a black shadow, revealing an indescribable weirdness.

The female ghost walked to the door of the house, paused for a moment, and looked back again. Everyone hurriedly hid in the shadows and hidden, only to see the female ghost push the door in, and then disappear into the darkness.

Zhao Hangyu hurriedly chased after him, and when he came to see it, I will go to it! The house is actually gone, a black stone wall, this is clearly a tomb.

There are a few crooked neck trees next to it, and a lonely grave, located in the dark mountains, indescribably weird and desolate.

After doing it for a long time, this tomb turned out to be the home of the female ghost, no wonder she deliberately pretended not to find everyone, but wanted to bring everyone to her door.

This is reminiscent of a joke about a man who followed a beautiful girl and walked all the way on. When she went to a grave in the wilderness, the girl suddenly turned back to the man and smiled, "I'm home!"

The man was immediately paralyzed by fright.

"That............ Are we going in?"

Lin Zixi's face was already pale, and in the end, she was still afraid.

Zhao Hangyu pondered for a while, then suddenly looked back, and suddenly felt creepy, and his scalp was numb. Where is this alley? It's just a path in the middle of the cemetery.

On the ditches on both sides, there are graves all over the place, faintly wafting with an eerie ghostly atmosphere, giving people a very terrifying feeling. Then he couldn't help but take a breath, thinking that it was fortunate that he didn't rush to clean up the female ghost just now, otherwise he would have disturbed the owners of these tombs, and everyone would have fun tonight.

"Don't stay here for long, retreat!"

Zhao Hangyu's expression was solemn, but he was not afraid of these ghosts. However, in the absence of knowing what is good or bad, it is inevitable to injure the innocent by mistake. Besides, this is someone else's territory, and I am just passing by, so I can't make a big conflict.

Everyone passed through more than a dozen graves and quickly came to the outside of the house where the female ghost had just put on makeup. Now even the house is gone, just a grassy hillside, very desolate.

However, in the grass, I saw a few white bones that had fallen, and several of them were blackened at one end, as if they had been ignited. One was still hot to the touch, and it seemed to have just burned.

"Well, the oil lamp we just saw in the room must be this bone. ”

Zhao Hangyu analyzed that in terms of shape, this bone is very similar to a human skeleton.

In addition to this, there was a pile of rotting offerings at the site, including incense candles, paper money, and offerings. Underneath these things was a bluestone about a foot long and a foot wide, deep in the earth, and it was impossible to see how thick it was.

After seeing all this, Zhao Hangyu jumped into the air, and although the rest of the people didn't know what was going on, they also did the same, and they all asked him what kind of wind he was smoking.

Zhao Hangyu said with a straight face: "I'm not nervous, you can see for yourself............ This place is very likely to be a murderous place left over from ancient times, and it is much more powerful than the corpse raising place. If you stay a little longer, the yin qi will be haunted, and there will be endless troubles in the future. ”

"Is it so powerful?"

Lin Zixi couldn't help but snort.

Wang Zihua nodded, explaining that the murderous place is the great murderous place, and if you strayed into it, there will be calamity. Especially if the yin house is chosen here, there must be a lot of disasters in the family, and within a year, people will be down, and it will be difficult to succeed.

You must know that since ancient times, the earth has been divided into yin and yang, just as people are divided into men and women, and things are divided into good and bad. But where there is a place of spirit between the mountains and rivers, there will also be a place of evil. This is a natural formation and is difficult to change by manpower.

It's like a corpse breeding ground, where you are buried by mistake, the corpse will not rot, and it will grow into a zombie. And the murderous land is even more troublesome than the corpse raising place, raising not only zombies, but also thousand-year-old ghosts and ghosts and foxes and other demons.

Although the fierce land is deeply stored in the evil spirit, it will not be too powerful without the addition of evil energy by descendants. For example, choosing this place as a cemetery is tantamount to adding ferocity to the vicious land.

Moreover, the offerings on the bluestone, as well as the human and animal bones around it, prove that people with bad intentions have made evil sacrifices here.

Although sacrifice is an indispensable part of the culture of Huaxia for thousands of years, it is said that the sacrifice of the primitive witch religion has a blood sacrifice. It began with animal sacrifices, and then evolved into human sacrifices.

If a person is burned alive or killed by extremely cruel means, then this resentment is self-evident and must be extremely ferocious. Naturally, it added a heavy ferocious aura to the fierce land.

"Then according to what you say, these graves are not lying in some good stubble, why are they not destroyed?"

Lin Zixi looked at Zhao Hangyu questioningly, not understanding what he meant by this.

Zhao Hangyu smiled bitterly: "Grandma, the tragic death of these unjust ghosts is already pitiful enough, and if you destroy them, you are not afraid of losing your life!"

"What kind of life? I'm already soaring, time and lifespan are like floating clouds to me!"

Lin Zixi boasted to herself, and when she saw that everyone had already gone away, she stomped her foot and hurriedly chased after her.