From the ridge to the village, the road is a gritty loess road. Gradually, the air around us became thinner and thinner as we went deeper.

Normally, this should not happen, because the air will only appear thin in high places, and low-lying places will not appear breathless due to the altitude.

However, this southern Xinjiang village is the opposite of this situation, when we are on the ridge, we can still breathe normally, but when we reach the bottom of this valley, it gives people a particularly depressed feeling.

I think it's caused by that black ghostly aura.

And I found a relatively special situation, as we got closer to Nanjiang Village, the more clearly we could find that these ghosts were floating over the village, and there seemed to be no wind circulating here.

It's just that in that thick ghostly aura, countless whimpering sounds are as cold as a child's crying.

As we walked down, the gloomy, cold, and piercing coldness became more and more heavy.

And the closer I got to this village, the stronger my feeling became, as if countless unjust spirits and wild ghosts were showing their lonely faces to me, and as if countless resentful spirits were crying out to me about their coldness.

The closer I got to the village, the more I felt cold and cold.

I felt like I was back when I was a child, and the feeling of chills in my back and a chill in my neck pierced by the cold wind hit my heart again.

I've found that people's fear is always there, just to see if you encounter something that makes you feel scared enough.

For example, I've seen a lot of ghosts, all kinds of miserable images, but this situation in front of me really makes me feel cold.

It's the kind of coldness that hits the bottom of my heart.

Sadness, fear, and negativity all affect me deeply.

Including Yun Ruo, who was with me, also had the same sad and indignant face. But she seemed much more excited than me, her body was trembling slightly, and she was completely leaning on me at this time, and I could feel that if I hadn't helped her in time, she would have fallen!

We walked to the periphery of the black qi, and the old ghost witch suddenly raised his hand to stop the team from moving forward, and then took out a palm-sized, skull-shaped thing from his arms, and muttered a few words to the layers of ghost qi.

I saw the ghost leisurely parting the two sides, making way for a dirt road leading to the village.

Yun Ruo's voice said with a kind of resentment: "This layer of ghost qi is a ghost mist formed by all the unjust souls of our ghost Gu clan who have died tragically for hundreds of years!" These ruthless ghost cultivators, they not only raised the ghosts of our people into powerful ghosts, but also stripped them of their sanity, allowing their resentment to accumulate here, forming this ghost fog to protect this place of death for them. ”

It turned out that this layer of ghost qi was actually the accumulation of grievances from the ghost Gu clan's souls who had died in battle for many years, no wonder there was such an eerie aura, and no wonder Yun Ruo was so excited.

But at this time, it reminds me of Granny Yun and Yun Yun.

The two of them live in this kind of place all the year round, don't they have to face this layer of ghost aura every day, and have to endure the trials and spiritual pain of their own people every day?

My mind can be understood at this time.

She gritted her teeth to make herself look stronger, and then said: "Granny Yun and Yun Yun are really strong, they will think of the hatred in history when they see these unjust souls every day, especially Granny Yun, she is not easy for the old man!" ”

Yun Ruo's words were a little vague, I don't know if it was because of sadness, I shouldn't ask more at this time, and she didn't say much.

The old man opened a path to Nanjiang Village.

We walked along the road, and as far as the eye could see, there was yellow earth, yellow mud houses, and several stilted buildings.

At this time, I realized that this village is so big, aside from the countless yellow mud houses in front, there are many strange buildings in the back.

There are tall palace-like houses, as well as eerie tomb-like buildings.

It's just that these buildings are hidden in that thick ghostly atmosphere, and it is not easy for people to notice.

I'm thinking, those buildings can't be seen by ordinary people.

As I entered the village, I found that the difference between the southern and northern Xinjiang villages was too great.

It's like a castle, especially after passing through the civilian quarters in front of it, let's just describe it like that!

After passing through the civilian area here, walking across a wooden bridge, behind it, there is like a royal palace.

It's just that the architecture of this palace is relatively bad, and it is all houses and stilted buildings made of bamboo and wooden planks.

That wooden bridge is the dividing line between the civilians in front of you and here.

Because after crossing this wooden bridge, there are groups of three or five, men wearing green robes and straw sandals standing guard and patrolling.

Their expressions were very stern and serious, and they all held blades and other weapons in their hands, and they all looked quite mighty.

But I can see the dead anger on their faces, they should all be ghost breeders!

In other words, they all have their own ghosts.

And when I entered the village, I noticed a subtle change, that is, the Black Moon Tiger had been leading the way in front, but the ghost witch followed him like a subordinate, always keeping a half-step distance from him.

Those green-robed patrol men all had a kind of admiration when they saw the Black Moon Tiger, he was like an emperor high up here, and every man who saw him had to bow his head and shout in a low voice that I didn't understand.

And every woman who saw the Black Moon Tiger bowed slightly, as if saluting, and also said compliments that I didn't understand.

The Black Moon Tiger seemed to be a little displayed in front of me, looking very proud, giving me a feeling of villain's pride.

Yun Ruo's disdain came into my heart: "This Black Moon Tiger really hates you to the bone, his position as a king here, according to reason, it should be very casual, he will actually show his authoritative side in front of you, it seems that you have made him lose face." ”

I laughed in my heart: "It's just a dirt bun." ”

Yun Ruo was slightly displeased: "What about me?" ”

I tilted my head: "You're not like him!" Even I am impressed by your elegance! ”

Yun Ruo glanced at me with disgust, the style was indescribable.

Soon, we were taken to a stilted building, where the mysterious masked man whispered a few words to the Black Moon Tiger and yelled at the men who were watching over us along the way.

The men immediately led us to a wooden hut that was neater than the dilapidated mud house in front of us, opened the door, and pushed us all in. R527