Remember [800♂ Little ÷ Say → Network in one second.], wonderful free reading without pop-ups!

Standing at the entrance to the village made me feel a little trance.

It's like going back to a long time ago, the first time I went to Jiangxi with Sister Yu, I went to Fulongjing, and after several life and death partings, it was Sister Yu who relied on the marriage contract with the Dragon King of the Ghost Gate to live to this day.

And now that I think about it, the Dragon King of the Ghost Gate was the first person to know my identity from the beginning.

But he didn't do anything to me, but had the idea of getting married to Sister Yu, which made people feel very strange.

Walking towards the village, all I saw were dilapidated houses, desolate land, and dead trees and trees.

This is the habitat of the ghost clan?

In the village, although he knew that the ghost clan had already followed the footsteps of Mo Ji and the Demon Lord and migrated to the Yellow River Ancient Road, in the dilapidated windows, in the darkness that could not be penetrated by the naked eye, there was always a pair of ghostly eyes, staring at him.

I couldn't help but feel funny.

When I thought that I didn't know anything, I was never so afraid of going to Jiangxi, entering Changbai Mountain, going to Futu, and entering Youquan.

How is it that the more I have now, the richer my imagination becomes.

With the inheritance of the Dao heart and the long sword of doom, there should be nothing to be afraid of.

I turned and walked into a house with an open door, and at the same time, the power of the Dao Heart poured into the blade, and the incandescent flames rose, dispelling the darkness around me, and what I saw was a spiritual tablet on the table, and a dark wooden coffin in the middle of the room.

The plaque reads "Deceased Wife Liu's", and the white wax on both sides is only halfway burned before it is extinguished.

It's like someone in the family has just died.

The black coffin was sealed with seven thick nails, and I tried to knock on the lid with the blade of my sword, and from inside, a thick echo came out.

Bang!

With a slam of my wrist, the blade of the incandescent flame plunged directly into the gap between the coffin lid and the coffin, and then lifted it up, and the seven descendants made a series of breaking sounds, and jumped directly into the air and nailed to the beams of the house.

Then he lifted the lid of the coffin in one breath and smashed it on the ground, splashing dust all over the house.

But when I looked into the coffin by the light of the fire on the blade, I felt a chuckle in my heart, and almost the hilt of the sword in my hand was not held steady, and I fell directly into the coffin.

Ink Queen!

The corpse lying in the coffin turned out to be Mo Ji!

It's the same scene I saw in the Nine Shadows Palace at the beginning.

He lay motionless in the coffin, his eyes slightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

What's going on?

Why is there another Ink Queen?

And what I can conclude is that this Mo Ji is not dead either!

She's alive.

But the breath of life is very weak, just like Mo Ji who first discovered the Nine Shadows Palace.

I stood there staring at the coffin for a long time, and when I remembered that there was only half an hour left for me here, I turned around and rushed out of the house, all the way into all the rooms in the village, and after opening the coffins in each room, I was shocked to find the fact that there were fifty-two Moji in a total of fifty-three houses!

Only one room was empty, and there was no coffin.

As I stood in the empty room, a terrifying thought began to pop through my mind.

Plus the two who are returning to the ruins and the ancient road.

There are now fifty-four Moji in this world.

In other words, Mo Ji shuttled through the space-time vortex of the East China Sea God Domain more than fifty times, and successfully brought her self from different periods to this world.

More than fifty times of time travel.

Ink is enough to change history.

But what had she done in all the time she had been shuttling back, and why had she brought herself here?

The interior furnishings of the entire village are exactly the same except for this one, and this village is less like a habitat for the ghost clan, but more like a place for Moji to hide his body.

Time was running out, and watching the minutes pass in silence, I left the main hall and walked into the rooms on either side.

Both are bedrooms, and there are beds in the bedrooms, as if someone lives here all year round.

Could it be Mo Ji herself?

There was nothing but two beds and a table in the empty room, and I stood there stupidly for a long time, never knowing what to do.

This place was sent to me by the man who claimed to be Shine Chill.

In the conversation with him, it is not difficult to understand that this person is very transcendent in Nanming in terms of strength and status, and he wants me to go to the East China Sea Divine Domain to find the Three Realms Divine Mountain, and then find the "Three Realms Enthronement Divine Ceremony" and hand over the divine scroll to him.

Then he must have sent me here for a purpose, and it is very likely that the reincarnation bead is hidden in this village, but where it is, I should ask him for clarity at that time.

I held my breath and scanned the corners of the room before returning to the empty table.

Since Yi Shuihan has been staying here and waiting for others to help him fulfill his wish, then it proves that Mo Ji should not have taken the reincarnation bead with her when she left, but the village is so big, where will she hide her things.

Reach out and smooth the heavy dust on the tabletop.

Sweeping his gaze, the room was covered with dust nearly an inch deep, and no one had been here for a long time.

And there is no spiritual seat in this room, there is no coffin, I don't know if Mo Ji has been living here, or if he hasn't had time to bring the last past Mo Ji here.

"Deceased wife Liu's ......" I muttered the name on the spiritual throne, very curious about this Liu.

Each spiritual seat has the same name written on it, but what is placed in the coffin is Mo Ji from the past, is it Mo Ji's real name?

"Liu's ......"

My eyebrows jumped.

Then he turned and walked out of the house and came to the middle of the village.

In addition to these dozens of houses, there are only a few dead tree trunks sparsely rooted in the village.

I once heard my grandfather say that the mulberry willow acacia and neem are the five most ghostly trees in the folk.

Even in Sanchawan, my hometown, whenever someone goes out for a funeral, when the funeral is held, the descendants will hold a mourning, and this mourning is made of willow wood.

And by planting a willow tree at the door, you are bringing the ghost to your home.

I don't know if the willow on this spiritual seat has something to do with the willow tree, at least behind the wall of the empty house, there is a dead tree that is so dead that it is impossible to tell what kind of tree it is.

And at this time, there was a sudden inexplicable fluctuation in the air.

It's like rain hitting a lake, and the picture in front of me is distorted and blurred, as if it will dissipate at any moment.

I knew that the time was almost up, so I leaned over and cut close to the dead tree, took a deep breath, and slashed with my sword.

Click!

The long-decaying trunk of the tree was split in two by the sword of Doom, revealing the withered roots and a crimson orb coiled in the roots.

When I saw the red bead, I felt my eyelids jump wildly.

This is the reincarnation bead?

I trembled with my arm and tried to use the blade of my sword to pick open the tendrils that were densely covered with red beads, and I was surprised to find that these roots, which seemed to have weathered and rotted, were extremely tough under the sharp blades, and they were cut hard for a long time, leaving not even a trace.

At this moment, the air fluctuations hit again, and they were stronger than before.

I took a deep breath, but I didn't dare to trigger the power of the Dao heart in my whole body, because this whisker was all clinging to Chizhu's body, and if one of them accidentally destroyed it with Chizhu, it would really be a waste of water in the bamboo basket.

I hurriedly crouched down, put Watari aside, and began to try to use my hands to pick open the tendrils that were tightly wrapped around the red beads.

But the result was completely expected, how could I do it with my hands when I couldn't cut off the roots of the tree?

And in this short interval, the sky and the earth suddenly blurred, and the picture in front of me changed suddenly, and then a huge force grabbed me, as if to take me directly from this world.

I was so frightened that I didn't think about it in my head, I just lay on the ground, hugged the roots of the tree with both hands, let the inexplicable force pull on me, and gritted my teeth, until I heard the wind whistling in my ears, like the loud sound of the world collapsing one after another, and after a while, everything returned to tranquility.