Although Zhang Qingyuan had ill intentions from the beginning, he really repaired the car, saving Qin Sitan and them a lot of trouble.

Xie Lan took the demon yuan, felt hot, and wanted to ask Qin Sitan how to use the demon yuan several times, but he ignored her, and Yang Ce refused to say.

As he approached Longkou Town, Qin Si Tan's face became more and more ugly, and even Yang Ce showed a dignified expression.

For a while, the atmosphere became very weird, and Xie Lan didn't say much.

Finally arrived at Longkou Town at noon the next day, and the three of them made a little rectification and went to Qinghe Village.

Qinghe Village was built in the deep mountains and old forests, and when I arrived outside the mountain, it was almost dark, and the car could not enter.

Xie Lan raised his eyes and saw that the winding mountain road was like a centipede, and the front was gray.

Yang Ce parked the car, took out his backpack and said, "I have no choice but to walk." ”

Xie Lan panicked in his heart, followed behind them, and didn't say anything.

As she walked, she surveyed her surroundings, where mountains loomed in the gray mist.

After walking for a while, I saw dilapidated houses, which were Qinghe Village.

The whole village is surrounded by mountains, and there is a river in front of the village, and at first glance the river is crystal clear, but in fact there are virtual stumps and broken arms floating on the water.

A thick yin aura gushed out of the village, and the sky darkened again, making it look gloomy.

Walking to the entrance of the village, Xie Lan looked inside, and most of the houses in the village had collapsed.

The roof, which had not yet collapsed, hung a faded and rotting coffin, which was vaguely red.

Surrounded by hundreds of houses here, the coffin hangs on the roof, and the feng shui bureau of the 'Yin Dwelling Soul Locking Bureau' has been laid down, and the funeral customs of people and ghosts living together and people dying without leaving the village should come from this.

Fortunately, the Yin Dwelling Soul Lock Bureau has long been cracked, Xie Lan said in his heart.

Yang Ce thought that Xie Lan was scared, so he said, "There is nothing to be afraid of here now. ”

Xie Lan responded gratefully, and when he saw Qin Sitan walking into a house without a coffin, he hurriedly followed.

Every corner of the house was covered in dust and cobwebs, and even though the moonlight was shining through, it still had an eerie feeling.

Xie Lan thought that he would rest for at least one night and practice again at dawn, but he didn't expect Qin Si Tan to dig up the ground in the corner and take out a small wooden box from it.

Yang Ce glanced at Xie Lan strangely and asked, "Si Tan, are you going to start?" ”

What to start? Xie Lan felt a strange feeling in her heart, and she always felt that they had come to Qinghe Village not only for her cultivation.

She remembered that Yang Ce had said that Qin Si and Tan Si would go to Qinghe Village once a year, but they hadn't gone this year.

"To the back mountain." Qin Si Tan had a cold face, and this was said to Xie Lan.

The three of them soon came to the bottom of the mountain, and the yin qi continued to emerge from the mountain, forming a faint layer of yin qi that enveloped the entire mountain.

"Yin Qi is so heavy." Qin Si Tan frowned, as if he was puzzled.

"It's very strange, the yin here has obviously been cleaned up by us."

Yang Ce calculated and asked Qin Sitan, "Do you want to continue?" ”

"Go on!" Qin Si Tan nodded.

After a winding mountain road, the air smelled of blood.

Yang Ce shone a flashlight and saw blood stains on the ground, "So much blood." ”

Seeing the blood, Xie Lan's pupils shrank fiercely, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, "There was just a death here." ”

"Wipe the saliva away." Yang Ce teased, took out a piece of talisman paper and dipped it on the ground, and quickly folded a paper crane.

There is ghost energy left in the blood, and it is obvious that the deceased was killed by ghosts, and through these blood practices, the ghost can be found by using paper cranes as a medium.

Origami is the most basic technique in Taoism, Yang Ce held the paper crane in the palm of his hand, and breathed a 'ha' at the head of the paper crane, and the paper crane immediately floated into the air with the night wind.

The paper crane is like a spirit, flapping its wings gently with the wind, flying higher and higher, straight to the top of the mountain.

Yang Ce chanted a mantra with both hands and followed the paper crane to the mountain.

Xie Lan was about to follow, but saw Qin Sitan take out a shovel and dig a pit.

What he was digging was where there were blood stains, and Xie Lan asked curiously, "What are you digging a hole for?" ”

"Bury you!" Qin Si Tan didn't raise his head.