Fengyun Chapter 33: The Ghost Domain Village People Serve as Ghost Generals (3)

The village was silent, and the doors of the scattered houses were open, as if everyone had left overnight.

As we passed the entrance to the village, the old elm tree rustled its leaves.

The moonlight is deep, and the air is filled with the fragrance of jade water orchid.

This orchid can be found everywhere in Lanze Prefecture and is known for its dark night bloom and fragrant fragrance. It's just that at this moment, in the night when the insects and the sound of the wind have lost their traces, this fragrance is particularly fascinating.

Jing Qingli, who realized this, glanced at Xiao Junyu and Ye Yuanyuan, and both of them used methods to avoid the fragrance of flowers. Jing Qingli didn't say much to Mingxi, she drove her spiritual power to draw a dust avoidance array on her chest, and she also drew one for Mingxi, and all the movements were done so smoothly, without the slightest awkwardness before.

The bright breath that was still glowing with cold air was appeased, and the face covered by darkness was still pale.

Qingqing, who was being held by Jing Qingli, looked up at them and sniffed lightly, with doubts in her eyes.

"Do you smell the flowers every night as strong as this night?" Jing Qingli shook the fluttering little girl in her arms, provoked Mingxi to look at her several times.

Qingqing tilted her head and thought about it, her eyes suddenly widened, and her clear eyes crept with fear: "No, only at this time, only at this time the fragrance is so strong!" ”

"At this time?" A few people kept on their feet, heading towards Lan Ze.

Tears continued to well-up in Qingqing's eyes, and she choked up, "Grandpa, they were called away...... Woo, there's a bad guy in the swamp ......"

Qingqing, who was crying, seemed to have opened the conversation box, and intermittently explained the affairs of the village to several people.

About half a year ago, Qingqing discovered the strangeness of the villagers, she had secretly followed her, and found that the people in the village were kneeling by the swamp to worship, and when the time came, the villagers would leave one after another. And when it was daytime, he didn't remember that he had gone out at all, Qingqing was very scared, and when this situation happened again, it happened that those Feng Clan disciples passed by the village.

She originally wanted to ask for help, but found that those disciples would go out with them at night, but when she woke up, she had memories of the night. After those disciples injured the villagers, they threatened to find someone to eliminate the demons, which was also the reason why Jing Qingli and the others were hostile at the beginning......

After sorting out what happened, several people secretly exchanged looks.

The pearl floats in front of them with a moonstone on its head, lighting the way for them.

The road was overgrown with weeds, and it had rained the day before, and there were still water droplets on the grass blades, and the rich floral fragrance was removed, and there was only a moist smell of moss on the tip of the nose.

After walking for less than half an hour, following the traces of being trampled on, I finally caught up with the ranks of the villagers.

These villagers walked forward in disorder, but without exception, they were all blind, their bodies were stiff, as if they were driven by something, and even Jing Qingli and others did not react to the joining.

Xiao Junyu walked around in front of a young man and shook his hand in front of him, but the young man did not respond. Through the light of the moonstone on the top of the pearl baby, you can see that the young man's face is expressionless, which looks a little weird at first glance.

There are twenty families in the village, including Qingqing, a total of forty-three people, all of whom are here.

Qingqing struggled to get down, Jing Qingli put her down, and before she could stand firmly, she ran towards Village Chief Li and his wife.

The closer you get to Lanze, the more puddles there are on the ground. Qingqing staggered, stepped into the puddle, and was about to fall, but Mingxi, who had been following her not far away, grabbed the little girl who was falling. Holding her shoulder with one hand, he felt the little girl tremble, and he lifted her hand to hold her steady.

When he was about to let go of her, he saw Jing Qingli who rushed over and held her hand, and he was relieved to see that she was okay, and there was a trace of gratitude in his eyes.

Mingxi pursed his lips, and the hand that was originally going to be withdrawn also changed direction, taking Qingqing's other hand.

Jing Qingli, who saw his movements clearly, smiled at him, the meaning was unknown.

At his feet were clusters of blooming jade orchids, and as the crowd marched, the white petals slowly drifted down, hiding in the darkness woven by the blades of grass. Visible to the naked eye, layers of fog were formed around the crowd. Ye Yuanyuan glanced back, and the mist had already obscured the way he came.

Gradually, the mist caged everyone together, and after that, I don't know how long they walked, the mist seemed to be erased, and in front of them, it was already Lan Ze.

The jade orchids around Lanze are very lush, and the clusters of white five-petaled flowers stretch into the distant darkness. The water on the surface of Lanze was sparkling, reflecting the moonlight, like the scales of countless swimming fish. A grayish-black mist hovers over the surface of Lanze, adding to the gloom of the scene.

The stiff bodies of the villagers knelt down one by one, their hands folded in front of their foreheads, and the bodies of the young children were almost covered by Yu Shuilan.

Qingqing crouched down, her eyes fixed on the gray mist-swamp, and a faint green light appeared from her. Hidden in the grass, Jing Qingli looked at Qingqing's state, only to feel that something was wrong, and just wanted to move, he heard Mingxi whisper in his ear: "Wood Spirit." ”

With warm words in her ears, she moved her ears, trying to concentrate on thinking about Mu Ling.

Between heaven and earth, it is roughly divided into five systems: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and correspondingly, there are soul bodies that represent the spirits of heaven and earth in their respective systems.

If Qingqing is related to the wood spirit, this can explain why she was not seduced by Lan Zezhong. But Qingqing is not a complete wood spirit, at most he has a few souls of wood spirits, otherwise with the instinct of wood spirits, he will not let this evil thing succeed.

Ye Yuanyuan felt that there was a hard object under his feet, and he moved his steps carefully, and saw two hollows and miserable white bones exposed on the surface of the soil. He froze suddenly, subconsciously retreated backwards, but sat on the ground, his hands supporting his body, and just wanted to move his wrists, he felt that there was something wrong with his hands. Moving my fingers, I felt as if I had touched something like a tooth.

Ye Xiaoxiao bit his lip and withdrew his hand stiffly, not daring to look back. His movements attracted the attention of the other three, meeting the smiling gazes of several people, Ye Yuanyuan looked down at them, wrapped his arm around his knees, thinking of his right hand that had just touched something, and finally gave up the idea of putting his hand on his arm, and divided his attention to the front.

The four of them observed the situation, each gathering their strength to defend the green light, and drifted towards the swamp with the green light. When a few spiritual powers and the green light approached the swamp, it seemed that they had encountered some kind of barrier, and they were blocked from the swamp and were not allowed to enter the slightest.

Just when a few people were puzzled, the swamp that was originally raging with evil qi "clanged", and the sparkling surface sank, and soon became a whirlpool, attracting those resentful and evil qi into it. The vortex grew larger and larger, and a lot of gray smoke was attracted to it, and a black gradient whirlwind formed above the vortex.

For a while, everyone seemed to see countless figures appear on Lanze, including ragged beggars, coarse-clothed people, silk merchants, brocade-clothed nobles, and monks with swords on their backs......

These figures were all innocent people who had been killed by the infection when Lan Ze's demonic energy was raging decades ago, and at this moment, their vague figures gathered from all directions, approaching the huge vortex, their faces hideous.

And when the vortex absorbed the evil qi as thick as ink, the rich evil qi was divided into two groups, one black qi gradually dissipated under the shroud of white qi, and the remaining white qi condensed together, faintly glowing with golden light, and a figure was gradually revealed.