Although Qin Ye's expression was indifferent, under his long sleeves, a pair of fists were slowly clenched.

"Okay, boy, you can tell the truth now, Ghost King Mountain, where is it?"

Ji Zhan tilted his head slightly, and the corners of his lips curled in an evil arc.

Yin Cheng trembled all over, and when he raised his head, his eyes were sad and angry, and tears flowed down his face, and he stretched out a hand and pointed to a thick miasma haze in front of him.

Ji Zhan changed color: "You want to lead me to that dangerous place?" ”

Yin Cheng's lip bit out blood, and he said coldly: "The Ghost King Holy Mountain, it's in the miasma haze, believe it or not!" ”

Ji Zhan seemed to be shocked by Yin Cheng's eyes, hummed a cloud of cold air from his nose, turned his head, his eyes drifted to the miasma haze, and said, "I'll believe you once." ”

He knew very well that boys would not lie.

If he dares to tell half a lie at this time, something will happen to his sister.

"You're at the front."

But even so, for the sake of safety, Ji Zhan still pushed Yin Cheng to the front.

Yin Cheng didn't resist, went straight to the front, and began to lead the way.

The ghost king is a woman, and the tribe is also a matriarchal clan, so his sister's bloodline is purer than his. But that doesn't mean he hasn't been to the Ghost King's Tomb, he just can't enter the Inheritance Tower in the Ghost King's Tomb.

Yin Cheng is extremely familiar with this area.

He led Qin Ye, Ye Xiu, Ji Zhan and the others into the miasma-filled haze.

The haze is very heavy, the visibility is extremely low, and looking at the layout, it is more like a natural maze array, deliberately confusing the world and not letting people approach the center.

Yin Cheng made seven turns, nine bends and eighteen turns, went around countless roads, and walked for three full hours before finally getting out of the miasma haze.

A tall and magnificent, rugged bluestone, steep and steep mountain peak appeared in front of everyone.

"This is the Ghost King's Holy Mountain."

Yin Cheng raised his head, and his eyes crossed with deep admiration.

Then, together with his own sister, he knelt down on his knees, bowed reverently at the foot of the mountain, and finally recited the Sanskrit words that he did not understand, and fell to the ground, refusing to get up for a long time.

"Cut, pretend to be a ghost." Ji Zhan's face was extremely disdainful.

Yin Xi looked even more pious than Yin Cheng.

She had been silently meditating on something, one hand on her chest, the other drawing the shape of a crown in mid-air.

Ye Xiu tilted his head slightly and listened carefully.

It's a pity that she didn't understand what Yin Xi was talking about, but she knew very well that this girl was really performing some kind of mysterious ritual.

During the ceremony, a faint red light appeared on the girl's fingertips, drawing the shape of a beautiful crown, which looked like an elegant swan.

Ye Xiu had a hunch in his heart, this was probably what Ning Yuan said about the appearance of the ghost crown.

Strange, this crown looks like it was worn by a woman.

"The prayer is over, I hope the ancestors can forgive me."

Yin Cheng is protecting his sister, and Yin Xi is not protecting his brother, if he doesn't obey, Yin Cheng will definitely die.

Yin Xi turned his head, his eyes were extremely clear, he looked at Ji Zhan and Qin Ye, and said, "The Tomb of the Ghost King is actually this mountain, and everything you want is in the inheritance tower on the mountain." ”

Ji Zhan was stunned: "The mountain is a tomb?" Don't play tricks on me! ”

Yin Xi glanced at Ji Zhan with his eyes: "It's not just buried in the ground, it's the tomb." ”