This enchantment is not the same as the enchantment that Jiang Futing has learned, all he cultivates are ghost dao techniques, and this kind of orthodox dao method can't be beaten by eight poles.

However, there are thousands of ways in the world, and different paths lead to the same end, as long as you understand the laws and mysteries in them, it is a matter of minutes to crack, not to mention.

He reached out and probed forward, and when his palm touched the barrier, a white light flashed in front of him, and a huge barrier like a curtain appeared in the air.

The runes on it are densely packed, dotted with golden light, like fireflies on a summer night, staggering up and down along the unique law, looking dazzling.

There was a slight cloudiness in his palm, and the gray gas spilled out of his skin, as if it had ignited, and suddenly exploded, bouncing his hand back.

Jiang Futing was stunned for a moment, and looked at the somewhat stinging palm.

This is the power of orthodoxy.

Bai Tang seemed to notice the strangeness in his eyes, thinking that his heart was rippling, and it seemed to be a joke: "What? I can't walk anymore attracted by this kind of bells and whistles, and I regret going down the ghost path with me? ”

Jiang Futing put down his hand and glanced at him, knowing which pot he didn't open and which pot he didn't mention, and another person deliberately distorted his meaning.

People are sometimes very strange, the more they suffer from gains and losses, the more they have to deliberately push out and test, knowing that they don't mean this, they have to do the opposite, as if they want to prove something.

to make up for your own insecurity.

Bai Tang had lost too much at once before, and he was always cautious when he had it again, and if he was not right, he could stir up a thousand waves in his heart, and always do his own way out.

But Jiang Futing couldn't fully understand his headless emotions, and his personality was so weird, so he could barely say it in his heart.

He replied lightly, "No." ”

Bai Tang didn't seem to believe it completely, and looked at him raises his eyebrows and looks at him roughly.

When a normal person sees these gorgeous and seemingly dazzling things, which one will not yearn for it, he doesn't believe that this guy has not wavered at all.

Jiang Futing had no choice but to turn his face, and explained seriously: "You say that there is nothing to seem, how can I be interested."

This statement is well-founded, and there is no loophole for people to exploit.

Bai Tang accepted this answer, but he didn't overdo it, and he looked like he wanted to continue the competition, he walked to the barrier and looked at the runes flying on it for a while.

Then he raised his hand as well, and his palm stayed an inch away from the barrier, and the black mist turned into thousands of silk threads and poured out in an orderly manner, pouring in the designated direction along his mind.

He looked calm, broke the barrier, and said slowly: "It's normal that you can't break this kind of barrier, even if you find a pattern, but the other party's cultivation is far above you, and you can be stopped by strength alone."

As soon as the words fell, the curtain-like white light gradually faded, and the golden points of light were quickly extinguished.

The moment the barrier broke, a thick fishy smell swept out of it.

The smell had been heard when the bones had been dragged out, and it had the same smell as the soil that had been turned out, if not earlier

Before.

The smell above them was somewhat familiar, rushing straight into their nostrils, and after a long time, it seemed to burn down from the throat to the heart and lungs.

Bai Tang dispelled all the oncoming smells, the smell of this kind of thing seems to be invisible, but if it is used well, it can also hurt people, if ordinary people are here, they will probably not be able to stand for even half a minute, and they will fall to the ground.

He condensed a black mist around him and wrapped Jiang Futing in it by the way, separated the unpleasant smell, and continued to walk inside: "Do you remember the medicine jar that Amin gave you when you first entered the village?" ”

This Jiang Futing naturally remembered that the medicine paste in the medicine jar was fragrant, and he didn't know what it was made of, out of vigilance, he resisted the temptation and didn't let Bai Tang use it for him.

He bowed his head and said, "Remember, there is indeed a problem with that medicine?"

"Well, that medicine also smells like that." After Bai Tang finished speaking, his footsteps suddenly paused, and he lowered his head to look at the things that he accidentally touched on the soles of his feet.

Jiang Futing followed his line of sight, and there was another blackened corpse as outside!

The shape was no better than the one dragged out of the dirt outside, and it also emitted a foul smell.

He turned to what Bai Tang had just said.

Why does medicine smell like this?

He immediately thought back to the bones he had just kicked and buried, and if he hadn't nodded his head and happened to touch him again, he wouldn't have been able to find it.

Everything in the mountains and forests was covered by that dense fog, and it was tightly covered, even Bai Tang was not easy to detect, if all the dense fog was forcibly broken, the movement would be bigger, and it would be easy to attract the attention of others.

The grass smells like this, and most of it grows from the mud where the bones are buried.

Bai Tang's own perception is much stronger than him, and it is estimated that he smelled the residual smell in the medicine jar.

"You have been collecting herbs for the past two days, are there many smelly grasses like this?" Jiang Futing immediately asked, and the movements under his feet still didn't stop.

Sure enough, within two steps of the rock wall, another corpse appeared on the ground in the corner of the rock wall.

Bai Tang wrinkled his eyebrows: "It's not just medicinal herbs, in fact, most of the flowers and plants in this mountain are."

Jiang Futing was taken aback for a moment, and looked at him sideways, "Where did you get the herbs you picked for me?" ”

Bai Tang smiled disapprehantly, "Of course, I went to the cliff in the corner to pick it, and the soil was not completely polluted, and that was the place." ”

The relaxed tone fell into Jiang Futing's ears, but it invisibly added a lot of weight.

No wonder when he came back at noon on the first day, he was unkempt, and he couldn't do anything but climb to the steep cliffs and pluck them off for himself.

How difficult the cliffs are, Jiang Futing doesn't know. But this mountain forest is born long, after tens of millions of years of natural baptism and turmoil, how steep the terrain is, he can guess a point or two.

Thinking about it like this, he began to feel uncomfortable again.

It's just that now wasn't the time to be distracted, and he quickly returned his attention to the present.

The further you go inside, the more bones appear. Walking into the depths, it was as if I had seen a sea of corpses, and countless human bones were stacked on top of each other, piled up into continuous hills.

Jiang Fu court decided

No matter how good the strength is, it will be shocking to watch.

That lifeless wreckage was once a living human life, and it is impossible to count how many lives were buried here.

He felt only the coldness that came from within, the coldness he felt as life passed as so many people died.

It is also the cold corpse after death that no one cares about, and the lives of one body after another are reduced to the sad coldness of numbers stacked on top of each other.

That coldness was attached to a thick breath of death, wrapped around all the corpses, and then floated in the air, intentionally or unintentionally penetrating into Jiang Futing's divine consciousness.

The death aura emitted by the unconscious was not offensive in any way, but it subtly affected his consciousness.

Just a breath, the rich dead breath immediately invaded his brain, he sensed that something was wrong, and immediately concentrated, holding his breath to disperse the encroaching breath in his mind.

Fang Cai's eyes, which were still a little cloudy, immediately became clear.

I almost got on the road again!

"These things are kind of powerful, you always keep a little bit of a heart." Bai Tang reminded on the side.

Jiang Futing was a little dignified, "En." ”

He looked at the corpse mountain again, his mind could not be clearer at this moment, but the complex emotions were even more powerful than the churning just now, fast and fast, and a deep sadness came from it!

I couldn't go any further, because the road leading in was all filled with this dense pile of corpses, and I could see that people's scalps were numb and cold to the bones.

All the corpses were refined into corpse puppets without exception, Jiang Futing clenched his fists, and his heart was full of indescribable grief and indignation from just now.

He looked at Bai Tang, whose face was also not very good, and his voice was a little astringent, "This cave, and even this entire mountain forest, are full of corpses and bones. ”

It's like a mass grave.

The latter sentence was too heavy, of course he couldn't say it.

Bai Tang knew what he was worried about, so he walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "The living people in the village are real, the corpses in this place are too large, and they can't be piled up overnight." Do you remember the first time you went to Bitou Village? ”

The village that was slaughtered!

Jiang Futing's pupils shrank, and he immediately reacted from his words, "These corpses are villagers from Bitou Village. ”

"Probably yes." Bai Tang groaned, and suddenly wiped a sneer, "These people have not gone to bed before they die, they have died inexplicably, what the Immortal Sect wants to take is the living soul, I didn't expect to let go of even the rotten bones, it is really to make the best use of things!" ”

"But so many ......" Jiang Futing glanced back at it more, his eyes becoming darker and darker, containing a thick chill.

Bai Tang sighed as if he had some feelings, "There are probably more Bitou Villages, all of them converge in this place." This is a transit point for human trafficking, and now it is seen, including corpses. ”

What is the purpose of just getting so many corpse golems and wild ghosts?

Jiang Futing looked up at the mottled stone wall, which was full of uneven and irregular strange lines.

The stone wall is full of pits, all the traces of time weathering, the ravines on the wall are deep and shallow, the layers are uneven, overlapping and going around and around, the lines between the ravines are connected to the lines, look carefully, and draw a long scroll of paintings!

He walked back

After two steps, I found that the entire stone wall was all there, and if I thought about it carefully, there was one at the entrance, but I didn't pay attention to it at the time, and even the wall where the bones piled up in the depths were faintly visible.

It seems that the painting goes straight from the entrance to the end.

It's just that the specific meaning expressed above can't be seen through with a single eye, but just when he wants to figure it out carefully.

A terrible cry for help suddenly penetrated into the cave from the mountain forest!

The voice sounded familiar, and the terrified despair seemed to roar out of the abyss.

Jiang Futing paused, and immediately recognized who this voice was, he looked a little nervous, and said to Bai Tang: "It's Ning Yuan!"

Although the two of them came to the cave and found something, not only did they not figure out the solution to the problem, but they felt that the matter was more complicated, like a mess of wool, and they could not get rid of the beginning and the end.

There will be another troublemaker, Bai Tang's face is not much better, he frowned slightly reluctantly, put his arm on Jiang Futing, and after a light breeze, he came to the entrance of the cave in an instant.

As soon as I got out of the cave, it was still foggy outside, and every time I wanted to turn over the strength of my body, I was unsurprisingly blocked by the fog.

Forcibly expending one's own strength to accelerate forward is not possible at all, this fog is more like a special magnetic field, which can interfere with all the energy in this mountain forest.

Not only was it inconvenient to use their own strength, but they couldn't even detect the breath of the ghost, so the two could only run all the way in the direction of the sound.

(End of chapter)