We are all in this business, Lingzheng he will not know how important the blood in the heart is, it contains the blood on the tip of a person's heart, which is extremely precious, and losing a drop can hurt a lot of vitality.

I shook the necklace and saw that there were at least two or three drops.

Lingzheng ......

"I'm fine."

Lingzheng saw me looking at him, and said with the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

I put the necklace around my neck in silence, feeling a little distressed and happy.

Lingzheng is willing to make a necklace for me with his blood, does it mean that I am psychologically important to him? This chain will be mine from now on, and no one will want to take it away.

"By the way, is the first place we're going to decide?"

Lingzheng nodded, "It's confirmed, in Shanghai's Target Mountain, this is the location." He said as he held out his slender finger and pointed to a dark spot on the map.

I can't see anything when I look at it, but I trust Lingzheng unconditionally, plus blind worship, it is no exaggeration to say that if Lingzheng is a star, then I must be his number one brainless fan, who wants to say that Lingzheng is not at all, I must fight with him!

"When are we leaving? What about King Ling's tomb? I asked.

The guy in King Ling's tomb didn't know where he ran, he didn't move at all, but I don't know how to face him now, and when I saw him, I remembered Tang Meng, it was a living life. Although he killed a lot of people before, those people have nothing to do with me, and I don't have much emotion about it, but Tang Meng is different, she is my best friend.

People are like that, and if something doesn't happen to you, you'll never be able to understand what those people feel.

"Tomorrow at one o'clock in the afternoon, I have bought my ticket, and the tomb of King Ling will come to us tomorrow morning." Lingzheng said.

"Well, then I'll go back and clean up first, and come back tomorrow morning." I nodded.

"Okay."

It was getting dark, and I didn't dare to stay longer, so I hurried home and began to pack my luggage.

Clothes, shoes, daily necessities, and things like runes and paper artifacts were stuffed into a big box.

At night, I lay on the bed and unconsciously stroked the necklace on my chest, thinking about tomorrow, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Early the next morning, I dragged my suitcase to Lingzheng's house.

Lingzheng seemed to have just woken up, sleepy-eyed, and at first glance he looked a little different from his usual seriousness.

How so?

It's a little more fireworks in the world, and I always feel closer.

I felt my face was hot, and I rubbed my hands a little uncomfortably, Lingzheng asked me to do it myself, and he went back to the house to clean up.

I was sitting in the living room, Uncle Li came, we chatted with each other, I always felt that Uncle Li was full of secrets, not only him, but also Lingzheng. I still remember the things I encountered in Lingzheng's house before. Uncle Li, an old fox-like person, always tried to avoid my problems, pretending not to understand or change the topic, so I had to give up.

After a while, King Ling's tomb came in a cool car, and I don't know where he got a white-faced man.

When Uncle Li saw King Ling's tomb, his expression was complicated, and he looked very unkind to see him, but when he saw him coming, he turned around and went back to his house, and never came out again.

Lingzheng packed his things at this time, and we loaded our things into the car and prepared to go to the station.

"Don't take the car, let's drive by ourselves, I'm afraid we can't pass the security check of the things in the suitcase." King Ling's tomb said while driving.

I patted my head and said the same, I almost forgot about the security check.

"Do you know the exact route?" I asked, I'm a road idiot, and although I live in Shanghai, I don't know anything about Shanghai's routes.

"There's navigation." Ling Wang Tomb glanced at me with an idiot look, and said lightly.

"......" I suddenly felt that my IQ had been insulted.

Ling was sitting in the back seat, his head tilted slightly, his eyes closed, his expression pale, and he looked a little weak.

"Lingzheng, are you alright? Are you sick? I looked at him worriedly, and reached out to touch his forehead, which was cool and not burning.

"It's okay, just rest." Ling Zheng smiled softly at me and closed his eyes again to rest.

King Ling's tomb saw it from the rear mirror, and let out a disdainful sneer, "I can't imagine that Senior Brother, his body is so weak, and he will get sick at every turn." ”

"Shut up and concentrate on driving." I said to him angrily.

Of course, I know how Ling Zheng could be so weak, his injuries in the tomb were not healed before, and then he forcibly overtook Tang Meng at Tang Meng's funeral, and spent a lot of effort to make a necklace for me.

I felt sorry for him, so I quietly took out a thin blanket and covered him.

King Ling's eyes looked at us inexplicably.

I glared back at him, "What are you looking at?" Haven't been cared for, have you? ”

King Ling's tomb drove seriously and didn't reply to me.

King Ling's Tomb didn't know what kind of evil magic he had used, covering up his frighteningly pale white skin, which became similar to the skin color of a normal person.

In the evening, we came to the vicinity of Target Mountain, and prepared to find a family to settle down at the bottom of the mountain.

After walking for a while, I saw an old man sitting on the edge of the door, with gray hair and beard, but his eyes were very shrewd. Behind him was a yard, a little shabby, but it was still intact, and it should be his home.

I took the initiative to walk over and say hello to my uncle, and learned that he was sixty-eight years old this year and his surname was Wang.

After chatting a few words, King Ling's tomb got straight to the point: "Uncle, have you heard the legend about this target mountain?" ”

"Legends? What legend? Uncle Wang asked rhetorically.

There was a gleam in his eye, and I guess he knew, but pretended not to understand.

I don't know why this is happening?

Do we look like we're broken?

"Uncle Wang, don't fool us, we are here to travel, and we are particularly interested in some strange legends here, so tell us about it." I smiled sweetly at Uncle Wang, pretending to be innocent and innocent.

Uncle Wang touched his gray beard and opened his mouth: "Actually, there is no special legend here, but there is a rumor, and I don't know if it is true or false." ”

"Tell us about it." I said.

He cleared his throat and began to tell us the legend of Target Mountain.

It is said that during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, Target Mountain was a place specially used by the Japanese to train targets, and after the liberation, all the criminals here, who committed great crimes and were very angry with the people, were taken to the foot of Target Mountain and shot collectively. At that time, not all of the people who were shot deserved it, and many of them died unjustly, and when the family members came to collect the corpses, they carried the corpses away with the old door panels. In the chaotic era of the Cultural Revolution, after some prisoners were shot, no one came to claim the corpses, so they were directly buried in the southwest of Target Mountain.

Gradually, because of the burial of many tragic corpses, few people dared to come here, so it became a mass grave.

The ghosts in the mass grave have grievances and refuse to go to reincarnation and reincarnation, so they gather for a long time and do not disperse, and over time this place has formed a place of evil.

The yin qi in the Yin Land is particularly heavy, and it can even affect a radius of more than ten kilometers.

When Yin and Yang passed by this place, Yin and Yang once buried a powerful copper coin here.

The trapped yin array was laid down, and only then did the yin spirits in the yin and evil land be suppressed.

"I see." I nodded knowingly.

It's really related to Wang Mingyang, it seems that this trip is the right one!

"Alas, this is just a legend that has been passed down for a long time, and it is not certain whether it is true or not." Uncle Wang let out a sigh, and then looked at us deeply.

"Huh? You're right, I don't know if it's true or not, haha. I was startled by Uncle Wang's eyes that seemed to see everything, and I hurriedly responded. Uncle Wang touched his beard again, smiled mysteriously, and didn't speak, I looked at his appearance and reaction, and I always felt as if he knew the real purpose of our coming here.

How could an ordinary uncle know this?

Not to mention anything else, even the industry of Yin Walker, few people know about it now.

At most, it is what the south Mao and the north horses, saying that the south is the Maoshan faction, and the north is out of the horse fairy, in fact, the horse fairy is just a kind of yin master.

We chatted with Uncle Wang for a while, explained our intentions, and went to Uncle Wang's house.

"Lingzheng, what do you think of what Uncle Wang said?" I asked, taking a sip of water.

"What he said should be true." Lingzheng said.

I said, "I always feel like he's weird......

"I also think that old man gives people a strange feeling that can't be explained, so it's better to stay away from him if it's okay." King Ling's Tomb also nodded.

"Hmm."

King Ling's tomb said: "Let's go up the mountain tomorrow to check it out, and by the way, find someone else to inquire about the legend again, lest that old man deceive us and we don't know." ”

King Ling's tomb has always been cautious and suspicious.

"Okay." I answered.

Seeing that I didn't object to him, King Ling's tomb threw a wink at me, I was shocked, and looked at him jokingly: "King Ling's tomb, when this face is not miserable and white, it is quite handsome." ”

King Ling smiled and touched his face a little proudly: "Really handsome?" ”

"It's pretty handsome......"

"Proportional to the spirit?"

Lingzheng said coldly: "I'm handsome." ”

“……”

I got stuck in my throat in one breath.

After a long time, he came to his senses, glanced at the tomb of King Ling, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Lingzheng sat there with a nonchalant face, as if nothing had happened.

"It's time to eat......" Uncle Wang suddenly shouted outside, and we were stunned and hurriedly ran out.

After a day in the car, starved to death.

During the meal, I paid attention to Uncle Wang's every move, intentionally or unintentionally, he behaved very ordinary, and there was nothing wrong with him, but I don't know if it was a mental effect or something, I always thought he was weird.

"Uncle, do you live here by yourself?"

I asked, and he froze for a moment, then nodded.

"What about your family?" I'm a little weird.

"All ...... dead"

Uncle Wang said lightly.

- End of Volume 1 "A Pure Soul".