The dilapidated mud houses, the extremely messy graves, no matter what looks wrong.

I asked Jin Xiangqian: "Brother Jin, the last time you came, you went directly to the cemetery, right?" ”

Jin Xiangqian nodded at me twice: "Yes, I forgot who said it at the time, the Qi field on the other side of the grave is not normal, and then everyone came over together, and just saw a grave that was broken, but before we could enter the cornfield, the Shi family ran out to stop us." ”

"How is the Shi family's cultivation?"

Wu Xiangsong responded forward for Jin: "Below the third rate." ”

This little brother who cherishes words like gold took the initiative to start, which was a bit unexpected to me.

I gave Wu Xiangsong a smile as a thank you, and then asked Jin Xiangqian: "What about their skills, how do they compare to you?" ”

Jin Xiangqian suddenly smiled: "Ouch, how can I say that I am also from a special forces, except for you monsters, there are not many people in the industry who can catch up with me." ”

I nodded and said to Lao Zuo: "Since this is the case, let's go our separate ways, let's go to the grave to have a look, and the others will go to the earthen house and pester the Shi family." ”

Without waiting for Lao Zuo to express his position, Wu Xiangsong immediately picked up the conversation: "I'll follow you." ”

Lao Zuo glanced at Wu Xiangsong, didn't say yes, didn't say no, and turned to Liu Shangang and said: "You go and entangle the Shi family, and you can suppress it by force if necessary." ”

Liu Shangang didn't say a word, nodded, and beckoned the others to leave, only Wu Xiangsong didn't leave, he was still standing behind, silently looking at me and Lao Zuo.

recalled that Lao Zuo glanced at him just now, as if he had a deep worry and distrust, that kind of distrust was not the distrust of facing the enemy or the inner ghost, but simply afraid that Wu Xiangsong would not be in tune.

But I think Wu Xiangsong seems to be quite reliable, why is Lao Zuo so worried about him?

It was also a long time before I learned that when Wu Xiangsong was still Wu Damaha, he had done something that Lao Zuo couldn't let go, and because of Wu Xiangsong's mistakes, the people of the whole street were almost corroded by Yin Qi, but fortunately, Lao Zuo and Liang Houzai made a timely move to avoid a disaster.

Since then, as long as the name Wu Xiangsong is mentioned, Lao Zuo's scalp is numb, not to mention, now Wu Xiangsong is standing in front of Lao Zuo.

When we walked down the hill, Wu Xiangsong followed silently, although Lao Zuo's face was not good-looking, but he still didn't say anything after all.

I estimate that Lao Zuo may have been afraid of Chen Daochang's nonsense, so he didn't dare to drive Wu Xiangsong away.

Strange to say, when we stood on the mountain, the moon was still bright and the stars were sparse, and the sky was very good.

But at the foot of the mountain, there was a fog out of thin air.

The moonlight was shining, and the fog in the night was shrouded in the moonlight, showing a crisp color similar to jasper, and the fog was quite thick and thick, as if there was really a circle of purple-white jade that surrounded us.

Lao Zuo raised his head and glanced above his head, frowning.

I thought to myself that Lao Zuo might have found something, so I also looked up, but in the vision of the ghost eye, there was still only fog above my head.

"What are you looking at?" I whispered to Lao Zuo.

Lao Zuo came back to his senses slightly, and said with a solemn face: "These mist reminds me of a very familiar formation. ”

I blurted out: "Closed Doors? ”

Lao Zuo nodded silently.

Sealing the door array, is the most subtle way to keep the right line, in the Guiyin Mountain to participate in the fight marriage, I was fortunate to join forces with Lao Zuo to set up the formation, and therefore was able to see the power of this formation with my own eyes.

The biggest feature of this formation is that when the formation is formed, the fog covers the sky, and the visibility of the naked eye does not exceed five meters, and the people who go deep into the formation will not lose their sense of direction, but they will never find the right direction, and they will never be blind, but they will never see the road ahead.

The world enclosed by the closed door is like a distorted space isolated from reality.

Standing in the fog at the foot of the mountain, I also had a strange feeling as if everything was not distorted, especially the white-purple color emanating from the mist, which made me feel very unreal.

I said to Lao Zuo: "Why did the sealing array of your Soul Village spread out? ”

Lao Zuo just shook his head: "It's like a door-sealing array, but it's not necessarily a door-sealing array." ”

As he spoke, he took out a soul sealing talisman and a flashlight from his backpack, first pasted the talisman on the flashlight, and then lit a white light, allowing the light to pierce straight ahead.

In the field of vision of the naked eye, the white light traveled more than ten meters in the fog, and the second half was completely submerged in the fog.

The old left hand flashlight, deliberately light his steps forward.

I followed him, my eyes lingering on his flashlight for a moment before shaking my head and shifting my attention to the point where the beam was pointing.

Just now, I kept thinking about what kind of purpose Lao Zuo put the soul sealing talisman on the flashlight, but after thinking about it for a long time, I didn't have a clue, so I simply didn't want to.

The methods inherited by each family are different, the mysteries are different, and it is normal to not see through, and there is nothing to worry about.

After walking a short distance, an oval-shaped spot of light faintly appeared in the fog five meters away, but it appeared for a very short time, only about two or three seconds before disappearing.

I had the illusion that for the first two or three seconds, there seemed to be a looming wall five meters in front of me, otherwise I would not have been able to explain why the beam of light was casting spots there.

There is only one reason why a beam of light is projecting a spot, and that is because the beam is blocked in its path.

However, in the field of vision of the ghost eye, the only spot where the light spot appears is fog, and there are no other entities.

Lao Zuo whispered to me: "Someone has indeed set up a formation here, and the principle of this formation is a bit similar to the sealing array, but the cultivation of the people who set up the formation is limited, and they can't exert its power." ”

I also lowered my voice: "What happened to the light spot just now?" ”

Lao Zuo didn't seem to want to answer this question, his face hesitated, but he probably couldn't bear to disappoint me, so he casually explained: "The abnormal change of the Qi field causes the light wave to be distorted. ”

Can the change of Qi field also distort light waves?

But now is not the time to study this kind of thing, Lao Zuo slightly quickened his pace and continued to move forward, and I also hurried to follow.

After walking in the fog for a long time, I could not find the right direction in the white-purple that filled my eyes, and thanks to the old left to lead the way, we were able to enter the messy cornfield half an hour later.

The ground was covered with dry corn stalks, frozen corn and damp graves could be seen everywhere, and as far as the eye could see, there were several graves that had just been added with new soil, which seemed to have been broken recently, and although the new soil covered the pointed tops, the cracks left by the soil when they were lifted were still visible at the foot of the mounds.

The people of Shijia Old Village obviously do not care about this corn field, judging from the large patches of corn scattered on the ground, they only planted this field, but did not pick it in the harvest season, and it is estimated that they did not take good care of this corn field on weekdays, all the corn looks thin and small, obviously malnourished, and the moth is serious.

Not long ago, it must have rained several times in a row before the corn that fell to the ground was rotted and frozen.

When the villagers refilled the grave, they just hurried here, hurriedly pressed new soil on the grave, and then left in a hurry, all the actions were extremely hasty, even the cracks at the foot of the grave did not have time to deal with the flattening, normally speaking, a crack like this, as long as a little soil was pressed into it, and then patted with a shovel, it could be repaired very smoothly.

Seeing this scene in front of me, I immediately concluded that this old cemetery was a forbidden place shrouded in fear for the people of Shijia Old Village.

Corn was planted just to cover the grave.

They plant corn, but they don't take care of it, and they don't pick it at harvest time, just because they don't dare to come.

They rushed here to fill the grave, but they refused to take a moment to deal with the cracks in the ground, because they did not dare to stay long.

Since they didn't dare to come, they still had to forcibly fill in the graves, which is enough to show that there is indeed a problem with these graves.

I crouched down and took a closer look at the cracks at the foot of the mound, around which I could faintly see the gloss of oil mixed with the dampness, and the stench of corpses that had not yet been washed away by the rain.

Pick up a handful of dirt and smell it carefully, well, it's the unique smell of evil corpses.

I threw away the slag in my hand, looked up and said to Lao Zuo: "There is an evil corpse buried in the grave, judging from the luster of the corpse oil, it has been a long time to become a corpse, and it is conservatively speculated that it is at least an ancient corpse from a thousand years ago." ”

Lao Zuo nodded: "Not only is it ancient, but it is also full of yin qi, until now, there is still a faint yin qi and corpse qi floating above the cornfield." Maybe the contents of these burial tombs are ninety-eight yin corpses that were removed from the immortal tombs. ”

His words reminded me, and I immediately counted the number of graves, and then pouted: "Ninety-nine graves, tsk...... Perhaps, one of the graves is Luo Chengji's, so that the number can correspond. ”

As soon as my voice fell, I heard Wu Xiangsong sigh with emotion: "You two are indeed masters, the last time we came here, we didn't see anything." ”

"That's mainly because the Shi family didn't give you enough time." As he said this, Lao Zuo took out his sapper shovel and walked towards the grave beside me.

I knew what he was going to do as soon as I saw what he was doing, so I quickly drew my sapper shovel and took the first shovel of dirt on the grave before he did.

Lao Zuo came up and was just about to break ground, but at the moment when he raised his hand and waved the shovel, he suddenly froze in place again.

I was suspicious, and when I looked up at him, I saw that he made a silent gesture to me and Wu Xiangsong.

After a while, a light footstep suddenly sounded in the fog, the sound sounded astringent, obviously the person walking in the fog deliberately lowered his steps, but his light body kung fu was not good, and his foot strength was insufficient, which caused the footsteps to be so jerky.

(End of chapter)