Lu Xinyao quietly snuggled in Han Mo's arms, listening to Han Mo's soft voice.

It was getting late, and I came down from the roof and found Qingyunzi. I consulted with him, and planned to go to the village he said to have a look.

Qing Yunzi naturally had no other ideas, and he wished he could solve it as soon as possible.

The group left the Shangqing Palace and walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

The village at the foot of Maoshan Mountain, because Maoshan has developed into a tourist area, is also very well built, but it is not comparable to the village of the mountain valley, and it is an antique resort.

The village covered with ghost grass that Qingyunzi said was still a few kilometers away.

Before you know it, it's already dark.

Han Mo and the others finally walked to the village covered with ghost grass, which is also a resort, but the construction is not as good as a few at the foot of Maoshan Mountain.

The village is not completely dark, it is lit with a faint green light, and under the breeze, the ghost grass swaying, and the black air flutters, which looks very strange.

Han Mo looked at Qing Yunzi and asked, "What about the villagers?" ”

Qingyunzi couldn't help laughing: "There are no villagers, they are all businessmen." The village had a problem, and they all went back to the city. ”

Han Mo frowned, and squeezed his eyebrows at Qing Yunzi, "Say, you solved the problem of the village, how much is the reward?" ”

Qingyunzi rolled her eyes, "Little Ancestor, can you not be so philistine." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up."

Qing Yunzi stretched out three fingers, "It's not much, 300,000." ”

"Tsk, what a lucrative deal."

Han Mo took two steps forward and said, "Have you hooked up the earth fire to burn the ghost pattern grass?" ”

"Yes, last time I hooked up the ground fire and burned it, but it came out again in two or three days." Han Mo didn't answer, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to pull out a ghost pattern grass.

At this moment, two ghost shadows floated out of the village, carrying lanterns lit with ghost fires in their hands, which kept hanging under the eaves. As the green lanterns lit up, the ghostly aura that permeated the village faintly exploded.

Han Mo pulled out the jade whisk and threw it towards the ghost shadow that floated away. The jade whisk became old and tangled around the ghost. I was about to pull over and ask, but the ghost exploded.

Han Mo frowned, so fragile?

Qingyunzi said: "Little Patriarch, it's useless, these ghosts are death squads. As long as you are caught, you will blow up your soul body......"

"That's weird."

Han Mo said slowly: "This is obviously intentional. ”

"Could it be that Yin God did it?"

"I've eaten too much." Han Mo said angrily: "The Yin God dares to transplant the Ghost Pattern Grass to the Yang Realm? Unless you want to go to the eighteen layers of hell. ”

After speaking, Han Mo stretched out his hand and said, "Give me five candles!" ”

Qing Yunzi hurriedly handed over the candle, took the candle, Han Mo took out a lighter to light the candle, and set up a five-element formation on the ground. Immediately, he took out a paper talisman and lit it and threw it into the ghost-patterned grass.

The flame of the spirit rune quickly ignited the ghost pattern grass, however, the yin wind blew the ghost qi and extinguished the rune fire.

Qingyunzi said helplessly: "Little Ancestor, this is the kind of scene. I've never encountered anything like this, and spells don't seem to work. ”

"Little crocodile, go over and have a look!"

The crocodile rushed towards the village, but the ghost grass on the ground swayed violently, releasing a powerful ghost qi, and the ghost qi generated an obstacle and stopped the little crocodile.

The crocodile tries to break through the obstacle, but there is no way.

Han Mo squinted his eyes, feeling incredible, he knew about the little crocodile's cultivation, and even he couldn't break through the obstacle generated.

Is it really that weird?

He didn't believe in it.

The little crocodile flew back, landed on Han Mo's shoulder, and said helplessly: "Boss, I can't get in." ”

"Qingyunzi, have you been in?"

"Little Ancestor, do you think I can get in?" Qing Yunzi looked helpless, "When I walked to the entrance of the village, I was blocked back by the ghost qi. Even the Five Thunder Earthquake Heavenly Trick is useless......"

"So, what's the secret in the village."

After speaking, Han Mo walked briskly towards the village. He didn't cultivate, so he didn't think about luck. However, walking among the ghost pattern grass, the Taiyi Heavenly Book in the dantian slowly flipped over, and a mysterious aura spread around him, and the ghost pattern grass within a radius of several meters quickly withered away.

Qing Yunzi rubbed his eyes, "Isn't the little ancestor out of cultivation?" What's going on? ”

The little crocodile lying on Lu Xinyao's shoulder said disdainfully: "He is my boss." ”

"Does it matter?"

"How can a mortal like you understand my boss?" Hearing this, even Qingyunzi was angry. He took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm.

Han Mo walked to the entrance of the village and stretched out his hand to dial the obstacle. The obstacle fluctuated like a wave of water, spreading out in both directions.

Qing Yunzi screamed in surprise, "What the hell." ”

Han Mo stepped into the village, and the obstacle closed again. The village was silent, and not even a ghost was to be seen.

Outside the obstacle, Qingyun and they were in a hurry.

Han Moxiu was completely lost, and rushed into the village rashly, maybe he would encounter some danger. However, they couldn't break through the barrier, so they couldn't get in.

"Old man, hurry up and find a way." The crocodile yelled.

Qingyunzi smiled bitterly, "What can I do, the little ancestor is really amazing, his cultivation is completely lost, but he can let the ghost pattern grass wither on its own." It can also break through the obstacles that even you can't do. ”

"Set fire to the ghost grass and burn it."

"You've seen it before, but it's useless."

"Earthfire."

Qing Yunzi took a deep breath, sealed his hands, and hooked the earth's fire. The spirit rune fell between the ghost grass and burst into flames. The rich ghostly aura immediately invaded and left, trying to extinguish the earth fire.

Qingyunzi casts a spell to maintain, not letting the earth fire go out. However, the earth fire and ghost qi insisted, and it could not spread at all, and could only burn a small area of ghost pattern grass.

The crocodile raised its paws to scratch its head, but found that its claws were short, and then put them down.

Han Mo walked in the village step by step. He knew his situation, and his cultivation was completely lost, although he had several powerful magic weapons, but when he encountered danger, he could not urge the power of magic weapons, so he could only resist slightly.

Walking to the middle of the village, the closed doors on both sides suddenly opened.

Han Mo turned his head to look over, there was nothing strange in the room, he thought about it for a while, and walked towards one of the rooms.

There were two candles in the room, the light of which was faint and could be extinguished at any moment.

"Huh!"

Han Mo was suddenly surprised, staring at the candle intently.

The dripping wax oil is actually red......

He walked over and reached out and pinched it, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, there was no special smell.

It's strange that red wax oil is dripping.

"Could it be that these two candles are fine?"

Han Mo was very strange, blew out the candles, put away the two candles, and went back to study them. I walked around the house twice, found nothing, and then retreated.

Suddenly, a mournful song rang out.

Han Mo felt a tingling pain in his nerves, so he could only sit down cross-legged and silently recite the meditation mantra.

"Not good!"

Qingyunzi heard the singing and exclaimed. The crocodile said unhappily: "Old man, what are you yelling about? ”

"This song ......"

"What's wrong with the singing?"

Qingyunzi took a deep breath, "This song is called "Gui Zhi'er", and it also has a more appropriate name, "Five Watch Broken Requiem" is Wei Zhongxian's sacrificial song. The song is divided into five sections, from the first watch to the fifth watch. They are, sorrowful, desolate, drifting, hopeless, and desolate.

After Wei Zhongxian was driven out of the capital, curled up on the cold broken bed of the hotel, a scholar surnamed Bai, in this cold night, there was no moonlight, in the darkness and the wind, after the scholar sang the Five Watches Requiem, Wei Zhongxian committed suicide by hanging himself. ”

"The Five Watches Requiem can affect people's hearts, make people feel lonely and helpless, think of the sad things in their hearts, and under desolation, they may commit suicide."

Lu Xinyao couldn't help but take a breath, "So terrifying? Why don't we feel anything at all? ”

Qing Yunzi said in a condensed voice: "The Five Watches Requiem is for the little ancestor. ”