He looked up at the sky, there were already some signs of sunset, and it was only when the hour was at its heaviest that he could really start planning.

Before that, he flew in the direction of Suwon Village.

"If the door opened up by the river god is really the road to Huangquan, then it should be the easiest place to call out the ghost gate."

He learned in his previous memory that Yan Chixia could not summon the Ghost Gate Pass out of thin air, it must have been tried before, and only after knowing the specific location information of the Ghost Gate Pass could he accurately summon it.

Judging from the other party's skillful techniques and operations, it is not just one or two!

If you choose a random open space and start the ceremony, then you may only end up empty.

On the way away, he couldn't help but think of the environment in which the corpse of the river god he had seen before.

The indescribable cold atmosphere and sneaky atmosphere inside were particularly impressive, and he thought that something was not quite right in that place at the time, but now that he thinks about it, it is true.

Fortunately, he had an extra eye at the time, leaving a little mark before the small world collapsed, so that he could find it later.

Although it is now considered "yin and yang separation", I can still vaguely feel the feedback transmitted by the imprint. It is extremely weak, but it is enough to judge the general direction.

In a short time, he had already flown over the location of Suwon Village.

Looking down, there are still the ruins from before, and the broken walls and ruins are displayed in a mess, as if they are building blocks abandoned by children, dirty.

Puddles of sediment could be faintly seen on the ground, and the air was filled with a strong stench of rotting salted river water.

Other than that, there was a dead silence.

There was no life or sound, not even the sound of insects and birds, as if it was a place of seclusion, forgotten by the world.

But that may not last long.

With the disappearance of the "river god", peace and tranquility have been restored here. It may not be long before other unsuspecting traders discover something strange here.

At that point, it may come back to life.

Du Bai crossed over here and came to the river where Suwon Village depended, which was the place where the river god had been hiding.

When he fought with the river god before, he also cut off the river and hollowed out the bottom of the river. But those are just things in a small world, and they have no effect on reality. Today at his feet, the river still flowed calmly, without the slightest vision of what had happened.

"Probably this is it......"

Du Bai looked around left and right, carefully felt the position feedback from the imprint, and finally determined the approximate location, and then waited for the arrival of night.

He slowly fell from the sky, stepping on the muddy ground that was a little soft due to the soaking of the river, his eyes looked into the distance, and his heart was contemplative: "Then the place has been chosen, and the next step should be to prepare charms and sacrifices......

He didn't have a rune paper, and he didn't have so much time to draw the charm, so he simply planned to wait until the time to draw it directly on the spot. After all, the ghost script he mastered now was very proficient, and he could complete it at his fingertips, and he didn't need to do it again to achieve similar results.

"As for the sacrifices...... Forget it! ”

He didn't even think about it, he just canceled the flesh sacrifice for those little goblins.

The reason is that I don't have time to prepare so much food, and secondly, there is no need for it.

He himself is the king of ghosts, and the difference in strength is so big, he only needs an order to drive those little ghosts, and if he has to bribe them politely, it seems that he has no prestige, and he is too petty to make a fuss.

He simply meditated and rested on the sidelines, closed his eyes and recuperated, and waited for the night to come.

……

By the time he opened his eyes again, the sky had completely darkened, and a cold moon hung high in the sky, sometimes silent for a moment because of the black clouds that drifted by, and it took a long time to regain some light, giving the land a dark and eerie atmosphere.

Even the river that flows endlessly on the side has lost its original color in this alternating light and dark moonlight, which looks particularly gloomy.

"It's almost time for Yin Qi."

Du Bai estimated the time and felt that it was about the same, so he got up and stood up, and after confirming the location of the mark again, the corresponding place should be near here, he nodded secretly, stretched out his hand to the void and shook it, and then saw that the soil in front of him suddenly began to squirm automatically.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands were shaping it carefully and quickly, and gradually a table similar to the altar in Yan Chixia's previous memory began to condense in front of him, both in shape and furnishings.

The only difference is that at the moment it's just yellow mud.

In less than a moment, an almost identical altar appeared in front of his eyes, and even the lines were very similar.

After all, these forms don't take much effort, and he doesn't mind imitating them.

And Du Bai then stretched out his fingers, condensed a bit of strength, and then slowly and calmly swept through the air in front of him.

I saw that the white light visible to the naked eye was left everywhere his fingertips struck, and as the strokes increased, it seemed like a talisman drawn from air gradually forming in front of him.

After this one was completed, Du Bai spread his palm and waved it around, and he saw that the light on the surface of the rune in front of him began to flicker violently, and immediately began to separate out exactly the same rune and float towards the surroundings!

A rough count, to say less, there are more than a dozen!

Du Bai snapped his fingers, and then saw that those runes began to burn strangely automatically, like small fireballs that spread out in all directions.

This is probably like looking for a suitable position to attract the ghost gate, especially the concentration of yin qi around it is very important, and it needs to be similar on both sides of the gate before it has a chance to open it completely.

And this step itself belongs to the inspiration that Du Bai got after observing Yan Chixia's movements, so he used ghost text to make some improvements, but before the results came out, it was really difficult to determine whether it was feasible.

Fortunately, it works.

After waiting for a while, he saw a white mist suddenly rising from the ground and began to spread in all directions, like white waves rolling continuously.

And just as it rose to mid-air height, a tall and terrifying black shadow could be faintly seen appearing in the depths of the white mist, and after making a dull sound, it could be clearly felt that it was rapidly approaching this side.

"It's finally here!"

Du Bai looked fixedly, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the range of the white mist.

He's been waiting for a long time!