Swamp!

It's not that the swamp is big, but on the surface of the swamp, countless bones emerge from the mud. Lu Changfeng's horse was also in the swamp, and half of the one buried under the swamp had already become white bones, and only the flesh and blood on it remained.

Now, she finally knows what these plants eat and grows up.

I don't know what happened to Lu Changfeng, the knife on the saddle was taken away, he should have passed.

The master has taught a method of calculation, it is said that you can know the past and the future, and the safety of people is a piece of cake.

Manyue is annoyed that she is not angry, she shouldn't have been lazy when the master was teaching, and now she doesn't want to be as proficient as the punishment, even if she knows a little bit or two, it's better than her scratching her heart and guessing here.

There is a way that young people don't work hard, and the boss wants to be at the beginning.

It is obviously not a wise move to block the way in the swamp, if you can't walk on the ground, you can walk from above, Lu Changfeng is good, he should step on those bones on the swamp to pass. The moon walked through the air, easily crossing the swamp.

When she returned to the swamp for the third time, she realized that the swamp was not used by the undead to block the way, but the maze hidden in the thick fog.

Manyue vaguely felt that something was wrong, and there was no shortage of knowledgeable and talented people among the undead, and the undead who could arrange the formation were definitely big shots, how could they appear here.

The fog gradually thickened, and everywhere was white, and when the fog cleared, the surrounding scenery changed again. It's still the same road, but the swamp behind him is gone, and there is an extra stone monument in front of it. An old man who was slightly obese sat lazily on the stele, and what did not match his figure was that his right hand had become white bones where it was not hidden by the sleeve.

The old man staggered to his feet with the stele, seemingly moving slowly, and Manyue knew that the little minions he had met before could not be compared to him.

With a flick of her wrist, a flowing fire appeared in her hand, she didn't want to accompany this undead ink, "If you want to stop me, fight quickly, don't delay me to find someone." "I was very confident in my words, and I didn't feel that I would be left behind.

The old man raised his head to look at her, his gray eyes widened suddenly, and the girl was holding a sharp sword, and the appearance of a murderous person coincided with the figure in his remaining memory. As his memory woke up, he heard the sound of fighting again, and he unconsciously followed: "Today's bloody battle will not rest until death." ”

He whispered it several times, facing her, and asked in a trembling voice, "Is the Lord of the Hall of Confusion here?" ”

The Lord of the Glowing Hall is the current Lord of the Southern Void, and the Vermilion Bird Divine Monarch is also.

Manyue was brought up by Suzaku herself, and she learned one by herself, and her demeanor and words were naturally very similar to her, and it was reasonable for the old man to admit his mistakes.

"Who are you?" Manyue asked, she naturally knew what her master's name was before he became an immortal, even if this old man deliberately tricked closely, he would not show mercy.

There was a moment of confusion on the old man's face, "I don't know, I, I want to defend Nanxu, defend Nanxu......"

"Defend Nanxu? But this is not Nanxu. She only felt inexplicable, these undead were crazy one by one, and which one they were singing.

"Why, she told me that this is Nanxu!" The old man's expression gradually went crazy.

The undead with vague memories kept saying that they wanted to protect Nanxu, and called her the Lord of the Hall of Confusion, and Manyue thought of a possibility. This old man may be a demon who died in the Great War of Nanxu many years ago, and he should have been in the realm of the undead, but he didn't know why he was summoned to the world.

After wandering outside for so long, even the memory has been eaten away by time, but he still remembers to protect Nanxu. Manyue put away the flowing fire, whether he was true or not, her sword couldn't be aimed at Nanxu's ancestors.

The things in heaven and earth do not disperse after death, and they cannot be reborn, all because of the word obsession. If he fulfills his wishes before his death and lets go of his obsessions, the soul of the dead will naturally disperse. She said tentatively: "Senior, Nanxu is very good now, and no one from all walks of life in the heavens dares to wantonly bully Nanxu anymore. ”

He calmed down and asked, "Really?" ”

Manyue said yes.

The old man laughed twice, sat down against the stone tablet again, and the bones and blood on his body turned into grains of yellow sand, slowly passing away.

Manyue didn't expect the old man to believe her words so much, probably because he regarded her as the real Lord of the Glowing Palace. I bowed to him, collected my mood, and moved on.

She circled around a few more times, and suddenly remembered that Nanxu had a meditation mantra, which was said to be able to calm the mind and clear the eyes to break the illusion, which was the only way to deal with the maze. Although she hadn't cultivated, every time she did something wrong, Suzaku would punish her for copying the meditation mantra, and the content had long been familiar to her.

She closed her eyes and silently recited the meditation mantra, and after a moment she tentatively opened one eye, and found that there was no change, so she couldn't help but scratch her head, "Why is it useless?" ”

After repeating it several times, Manyue finally saw that the fog had dissipated, and the surrounding houses were neatly arranged, and it turned out that she had entered the village early, but she had been trapped in the maze and had been going around in circles in the village.

In front of each room there are clay statues of the same size as ordinary people, and the clay statues have different appearances, and it seems that there is more than one undead spirit enshrined. The most striking is a clay statue of a woman, holding an umbrella, all of which are facing her, as if in worship.

This small village seems to have been abandoned by heaven and earth, surrounded by thick fog and dark clouds, and does not see the light of day all year round.

The clay figure of one of the middle-aged men moved, walked up to her, and transformed into a living person.

This time it can't be the ancestor of Nanxu, Manyue clenched the hilt of the sword of the flowing fire, and thought about a good fight. Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man bowed to her first, and Manyue was so frightened that he took a few steps back, his face full of doubts, is this a popular custom among the undead, and they have to salute and say hello before fighting, unlike their style.

I only heard the middle-aged man say: "It's a little clumsy eye, I didn't recognize you at first, and I let you wander outside for a long time." ”

"You set up the maze outside?" Manyue asked.

"Of course not." He looked back at the clay statue of the woman holding the umbrella, "It was set up by adults, I just stayed to guard it." ”

She didn't know him, and she didn't know the adult in his mouth, but this man respected her very much, could there be any origin, "You, aren't you also Nanxu's predecessor?" ”

Instead of answering, the man asked her, "What are you here for?" ”

Manyue then remembered the matter, she didn't come to find someone to fight, she came to save Lu Changfeng, "I'm here to find someone, that person came about daytime, and he was very good-looking, but I didn't see him all the way, was he arrested by you?" ”

"Oh, someone did come today, I didn't expect it to be your friend, it was my negligence, please forgive me." His words were very polite, but Manyue was uncomfortable listening to it, an undead spirit she didn't know was talking to her in such a weird way, and she was really panicked.

"And where is he now?"

"In the back yard." The man said

She remembered that the undead would weave the fear in people's hearts into dreams, and scare people alive, so what was Lu Changfeng's fear?

The man seemed to see what she was thinking, and said, "Your friend had a bit of a tortuous experience when he was young, and now he is waiting for you at the bottom of the well." ”

At the bottom of the well, An Ding said that when the Lu family was destroyed, Lu Changfeng escaped by hiding in a dry well. Manyue crossed him and went straight to Lu Changfeng, since this undead spirit didn't fight her, she didn't have to entangle more. Even if there was a trap ahead, she didn't hesitate, after all, she was the one who voluntarily plunged into this trap from the beginning.

After Manyue left, the man bowed deeply to the clay statue of the woman holding the umbrella, and a black gas attached to the clay statue's face floated into the air, and the woman's voice came out, "This place can't be wanted." ”

"Yes."

The black qi immediately dissipated in the air, and he was still very respectful: "Congratulations to your lord." ”

Cracks appeared on the clay statue standing at the door of the house, and even the thick fog that shrouded the village had dissipated, and the man turned his head to look in the direction where Manyue had left, and the flesh and blood on his face fell off, "Someday you will return to us, my princess." ”

There are a lot of mazes in this village, and Manyue can clearly feel that the people trapped in it are still alive, and I really don't know what these undead want to do. What she saw and heard today simply overturned her previous perception of the undead, they seemed to be planning something, and it seemed that these undead had a lot to do with her.

When you return to Shengjing, you must find out this matter with the criminal.

The man didn't tell her clearly, only said that Lu Changfeng was in the yard, but he didn't say which yard Lu Changfeng was in, the houses here were built exactly the same, and it was clear that he was embarrassing her.

However, the derivation technique that she learned in order to find Liu An'an happened to come in handy, and there was a seal in her hand, and a row of footprints appeared on the ground, only Lu Changfeng had come today, and the courtyard where the footprints led must be where Lu Changfeng was.

The houses here are not repaired, and the wild moon stepped on the empty foot, and fell directly from the heights. But there was obviously solid ground under her feet, and she rolled her eyes helplessly, and she was confused again.