Chapter Eighty-Five: The Red Fog Makes Bones

"You also see that the village under the mountain is in a very spiritual position, and the aura of this Qianlong Mountain is also unfathomable, but the mountain is yang, the water is yin, if that piece of human bone land is really made of the customs and habits of these villagers, then what do you think?" Kuohai gave a playful smile, as if waiting for my answer. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The mountain is yang, the water is yin, and the village under the mountain is already a place full of aura, but a large part of the aura of the village comes from the surrounding mountains and rivers, and this Qianlong Mountain is naturally one of the main sources of aura.

"Looks like you've got it, yin in the yang." Kuohai and I talked as we walked, always keeping a distance, it seems that he is still angry with me, and will not choose to forgive me for doing things together this time.

I took over his words, "Yang in the yin, the mountain is majestic, if this Qianlong Mountain really has a dragon god, then it belongs to the 'sun', and the 'sun' is the extreme yin, put the corpse in such a place, the perennial aura accumulation and the unique terrain, is it ・・・・・・・?" "I can't trust my own judgment because it's an unbelievable idea.

"Hahaha," Kuohai smiled, he walked in front of me, I could see him tilting his head and laughing, as if he was not worried about the people of the divine realm at all, "That's right, they want to change their lives against the sky, and after death, they will not enter the underworld to retain the memories of their previous lives and reincarnate in this village." ”

That's true, but why would these villagers do it? Is this village and rural life really worth staying here for the rest of their lives? Don't they yearn for the outside world at all?

Then another bizarre thought came to me: "That is, the people in the village now are actually a generation, ten years ago, decades ago, a hundred years ago, the people in this village were all the same people. ”

I could feel that the broad sea in front of me was much more serious, because the aura emanating from him became colder, and a cold voice said: "That's right, they are indeed the same people, and there are only two reasons for this, one is that they have been cursed, and the other is that they are willing to protect something." ”

So, which is the case?

"Why don't you leave?" The broad sea did not go in front of me, and stood motionless in front of me.

It's foggy, the mountains and forests are foggy, the fog has changed, this fog is not right.

Nonsense, have you ever seen a red fog?

"Poisonous!" I shouted, and immediately covered my mouth and nose with my clothes, "Kuohai, be careful." ”

I saw Kuohai turn around unhurriedly, his eyes narrowed, he actually brought a mask, or the kind of mask with activated carbon in it, damn it, you are really well prepared.

I covered my mouth and nose, thinking that this might be a good thing done by that group of old boys in the Divine Realm, "Kuohai, let's rush out!" ”

"Rush? How to rush? "The red fog is getting heavier and heavier, I can't see where the broad sea is, why are you red-haired, I can't find it in the red mist.

I could only hear his voice, "It's impossible to run out, find a way to dispel these fogs." ”

"Then you cast a spell!" I yelled, I can't cast spells at all when I cover my mouth and nose, I'm afraid I'll burp when I let go, you kid has a mask, and you cast spells if you want to cast spells!

"The souls are long, the Vermilion Bird is rushing, dispelling the fog, and the universe is clear." I heard Kukai recite the mantra, which was a dispelling spell that was effective against ghosts and natural miasma.

But,, why is this fog getting thicker?

"Damn, the spell is out of order, no, it doesn't work at all!" Kuohai scolded in the fog.

Could it be that this fog has the effect of restraining spiritual power? I can't see which direction the broad sea is, I should have been back-to-back at the beginning, but now it's good, people don't know where it is.

Ahem, cough, cough, I'm coughing, my clothes are not a gas mask, plus I have to breathe, I can't stand it after covering it for a long time, and as soon as I loosen it, the red mist will get into my mouth and nose.

It's so spicy, how does this fog look like chili powder?

I felt a burst of heat in my mouth and nose, like a soldering iron.

I quickly clung to it and kept backing away, people? I bumped into someone?

As soon as I turned around, I stretched out my hand, it was really a person, "Is it you?" ”

"Hmm," the man replied faintly.

I grabbed his hand, "With your blood, your blood should be able to dispel this fog!" I couldn't help but think about it, and I pulled his hand and cut his finger with a knife.

The fog was so thick that although it was so close, it was impossible to see his face and clothes, only his hands. A streak of blood dripped down, and the blood dripped to the ground, and I recited the dispel spell.

The drop of blood became longer and longer after it landed, and the essence made a red line, and I pulled him to follow the red line.

Strange, why did Kuanghai listen to me so much, why couldn't his blood dispel the fog and only guide the way? His blood is the blood of hell, and these filths in the world can be avoided when they meet this.

I can't care anymore, I pulled him and ran wildly, he didn't seem to be trying to break free of my hand, could it be that he was poisoned?

Finally, a little light appeared in front of me, and I pulled him and rushed over immediately.

Ah, the air is so new, I stretched and moved my neck.

"I said, 'What is the matter with your blood?' I'm going to ask him as soon as I turn around.

My mother~~~~~~~~ where is the open sea, I grabbed the knife and stepped back three feet, "Who are you?" ”

It was a man, with his hands and feet intact, everything was intact, except that his clothes were tattered and had become strips of cloth, and what was even more disgusting was a swarm of flies flying around the man's head.

The man's head has rotted, his eyes and nose have collapsed, and a few maggots are faintly exposed, and the other parts have also become pus-draining, and the eyeballs are hanging on the eye sockets, and the lotus-white flesh tendons are connected to the eyeballs, which will fall off at any time.

I was pulling such a person just now?

"Who the hell are you?" Cold sweat is already oozing from my forehead, damn it, it's disgusting, the vast sea is still trapped in the fog behind?

The 'man' raised his left hand slowly, and spit out a few words in his mouth: "I~~called~~'Li~~ Yuming." ”

Li Yuming? "What do you want to do?" I watched him warily, the knife in my hand ready to attack.

"I'm a ~~ villager under the mountain, I just came back to life, can you help me?" That Li Yuming's mouth was closed one by one, and there was a maggot wriggling in his mouth.

"Are you from the village? Back? "I'm confused, what the hell is going on?

"I'm from the human bones." Li Yuming said, his body moving stiffly.

Human bones? "You've just come back to life, what's going on?" I realized more secrets about that human bone than I knew.

And this person may be able to solve my doubts. (To be continued.) )