Yang Xiong's village is a small mountain village in SX Province, a small county town in Jinzhong City, and the place where Yang Xiong is now is where Yang Xiong's previous generations lived, and it was very prosperous in the past. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAt that time, Jin merchants gathered. This small mountain village is actually known as Little Beijing.

There is nothing else but that it is a hub connecting to the southwest in all directions. Therefore, there will be the prosperity of the past, but unfortunately, after nearly a few decades of prosperity, a sudden plague caused this prosperous place to collapse in an instant.

Everyone evacuated this place that was once brightly lit, and in just three days, the originally busy town became a dead city. The original aborigines were reluctant to give up their hometown, so they built another village not far away.

That is, the place where Yang Xiong grew up, although it is not as brilliant as before, but it is still relatively wealthy in Shili and Eight Townships, so the people in the village thought that it was blessed by the ancestors, so after 20 years, the village re-arrived in this place and built an ancestral hall.

Every year and festival, they will go to this place to worship. It's just that in recent years, the people in the village have stopped worshipping, and everyone has avoided this place like a plague god, and it has gradually become barren.

Along the green river full of dead bodies, Yang Xiong found this town that had been abandoned for a long time, only to see that after years of washing, the original earthen wall has been dilapidated, only a few ruins, still stubbornly supported, as if to highlight the glory of the town at that time.

Some of the porters are still well preserved, and even the lanterns on them are tenaciously there, but they are dilapidated. A desolate aura temporarily diluted the fear in Yang Xiong's mind. From the faintly visible ancient roads extending in all directions, Yang Xiong seems to be able to directly see the prosperity at that time.

It's just that the sudden plague at that time made Yang Xiong very unnatural. Because it happened in this town without warning, and it started from a wealthy family, according to common sense, the people who spread the plague should be some poor people who are not well fed, clothed, and have very poor immunity.

Why, the well-fed people were the first to get the plague, which was also the fundamental reason why the plague could not be stopped at that time. However, this made Yang Xiong feel indescribably weird. There is a huge secret behind this unusual plague.

Yang Xiong thought like this while patrolling the surroundings of the abandoned town. See what's out of the ordinary. After a while, we came to a crossroads. At the moment of stepping into this crossroads, Yang Xiong instantly jumped one meter back.

Ghost Road! If you look closely, you will see that there are many fewer weeds on the surrounding roads than the surrounding roads, and it may even look like a lot of people are walking all the time. But the surrounding weeds are strangely withering, and this intersection is particularly terrifying.

Yang Xiong took out a paper talisman that began with the word, shook it with his right hand, and pinched the gesture with his left hand. After reciting the Dharma decision silently, Yang Xiong threw the paper talisman that shimmered slightly blue into the crossroads.

I saw that the blue light on the paper talisman was like a stone that gradually entered the water, like a water pattern, and gradually spread to the surroundings. I saw that the originally barren crossroads showed his true face.

But Yang Xiong, who saw the real scene, was scared and his scalp was numb, and the red lantern was red. The front door of the Gundam, and the deep alley, and the ethereal and outrageous singing that floated from time to time in the alley.

This.. This is... It's the underworld! Yang Xiong trembled and whispered, the underworld, as the name suggests, is the world of the dead, of course, this underworld will not be easily encountered, but if you encounter it, it can only mean that you have a little back.

However, don't panic, because there is a cause and effect for this underworld to appear, it may be that you have done too many sins yourself, but it is also possible that your own opportunity has arrived. The underworld is unpredictable, and even a Taoist priest with advanced Taoism can only resign himself to fate.

However, there is also a kind of underworld, which is artificially created, and is generally harmed by evil cultivators with ill intentions, who will grab the souls of the dead and put them into the underworld of their own creation. Don't repeat one thing in a group to create the nourishment he needs for his cultivation.

The innocent souls trapped in the underworld will only never be able to live forever. Moreover, most of these souls were detained by evil cultivators, and their deaths were extremely miserable. Coming here first, Yang Xiong definitely believed that this so-called underworld must have been built by some abominable evil cultivator for his own cultivation.

Recite the mantra silently, the recipe for rebirth, and completely hide your anger, in a supernatural place like the underworld, it is equivalent to complete invisibility, Yang Xiong is to rely on the recipe of rebirth, to go to this terrible underworld to find out.

He vaguely found that the aura that was originally looking at him seemed to disappear in this place, and perhaps it was the same situation as himself at that time, discovering the clues of the crossroads, and then discovering this hidden underworld.

Thinking about it like this, Yang Xiong felt that this underworld must be dangerous and abnormal, and he couldn't help but summon the peach wood sword in his pocket, and it seemed that the peach wood sword that had just appeared also felt the danger, and kept shaking in Yang Xiong's hand.

With a bumpy and uneasy mood, Yang Xiong cautiously walked into this strange underworld, and just after entering Yang Xiong, he found that this underworld seemed to have just rained a little rain. The moist bluestone slab is so historically immersive.

In the alley not far away, there seemed to be a watchman who was holding something similar to a bamboo tube and struck it three times. "Ghosts are hard to bury, and life is impermanent!!" Yang Xiong's scalp tingled when he listened.

Where is this husband, this is obviously the impermanence of black and white, Yang Xiong stabilized his trembling body, calmed himself down with meditation, and constantly hinted that he was just a poor soul, homeless.

However, Yang Xiong soon carefully discovered that this terrifying woodcutter hit three times better, that is, the time of this place is the hour, that is, around 12 o'clock in the evening, it is really the time of extreme yin in this extremely yin place.

Yang Xiong found a place to hide, he was sure that the main master who created this place would appear in a moment, because this was the best period for his cultivation. Sure enough, just after Yang Xiong waited for about five minutes, all the gatehouses with white lanterns were opened.

One by one, pale figures floated out of it. Needless to say, these must be those poor souls who were detained, and Yang Xiong didn't have time to feel sorry, so he could only follow the soul army and walk towards their destination.

Yang Xiong was embarrassed to find that the sky was floating on the ground, which was indeed faster than running on the ground, and Yang Xiong was almost lost in a hurry. In this way, you chased me for less than ten minutes or so, and the vast soul army stopped fluttering.

Yang Xiong looked up from a dark place, and saw that in the middle of the soul army, there was a high platform, and what was unbearable was that the building materials of this high platform were actually heads with blood.

The sky of this world seems to be affected by the resentment that rushes to the sky here, turning into a faint red, and I can see the soul army whispering this mantra, and I see that from the head of the soul everyone, something similar to a firefly gradually gathers on the high platform.

Yang Xiong was a little impatient, this main man is really calm, and he hasn't appeared until now. Just as Yang Xiong was complaining in his heart, a dull voice that hit his soul sounded from all directions.

"The Blood Moon has arrived, let me offer the sacrifice that hit the door!" In the strange laughter of the voice, a prisoner cart-like thing floated out of the west, and I saw a living person in the cage, imprisoned, as if inhuman torture had been received, and was dying.

When Yang Xiong felt the breath of this person, his heart sank heavily.