Since Ouyang Hongye said goodbye to Lord Yong and Elder Cheng, and left the Tianquan Hall of Chenji Palace with Mochizuki and Fenghuo to embark on the road of finding the Heavenly Rune, he has been nervous in his heart, but on the surface, he still pretends to be casual and free. Although he knew that this westward march would inevitably be full of difficulties and difficulties, he was even more relieved that Ouyang Xiaoleng and them, in his eyes, they were just children, but now they were forced to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the survival of the demon world.

After the Great War, with the exception of the royal city Yongchuan, which was managed by the two elders, and Dongyao, which was under the jurisdiction of the Amber Dragon King, the rest of the demon world had long since fallen apart and fell into a chaotic situation where the dragons had no leader, and the remnants of Qingyun took this opportunity to attack most of the cities. Right now, the Divine Pillar of the Royal City is falling, and the entire Demon Realm is also in danger, and it is all up to Lord Yong and Elder Cheng to turn the tide in order to temporarily restrain the collapse of the Divine Pillar. Needless to say, their skills are self-explanatory, but after all, both of them are old, and if they want to resist the Divine Pillar, they will inevitably exhaust most of their demonic power and energy. This is a test and a torture for the two old men, how long can they hold on, to be honest, Ouyang Hongye has no bottom in his heart.

Just as he was thinking about it and was at a loss, he happened to hear the sound of birds chirping overhead, and he unconsciously looked up and followed the birdsong, and saw a small golden finch hovering above their heads. The cardinal was a thorn, and it slowly descended to the ground, taking on the form of a giant human, and bowing to them as usual.

"Thorns." Ouyang Hongye also nodded at him in response.

"I have a message from the administrator of the underground database of Ouyang Ancient Mansion for you!" Thorn raised his head and said.

Ouyang Hongye suddenly became interested: "Come and listen." ”

Thorn cleared his throat, completely imitated Dong Muya's voice, and repeated it: "There are limited records about the Heavenly Fu, but I found a document about the city lord of Southern Zhejiang, which contains such a paragraph, in the private garden of the palace, the process of creating the Demon World by the Heavenly God Qiansu painted on the mural, and part of it is precisely about the Heavenly Fu left somewhere in the Demon World. Thorn paused, then resumed his original voice, "This is the message she wants me to bring to you. ”

"Is there anything else besides that?"

Thinking that Dong Muya, a woman, didn't leave a word of concern and greetings for herself, Ouyang Hongye was a little unaccustomed to it.

Thorn replied, "Yes, but she later said that she didn't need to repeat it to you." ”

Ouyang Hongye asked: "Let's hear it!" ”

Thorn returned to Dong Muya's tone: "Tell him to try to avoid a head-on confrontation with the mourning ghosts in Nanzhejiang City, because that will soon attract a large number of their companions, and I must come back alive!" Forget it, he must know these things, so he doesn't have to tell him, lest he think I'm verbose again. ”

Mochizuki, who had been silently speaking next to him, couldn't help but laugh, "If people say it, you just suspect that others are instigating, don't say it, you feel uncomfortable, isn't this a cheap bone!" ”

Ouyang Hongye was not angry, listening to his slightly mocking words, he just smiled evilly, "Fortunately, there are still people who care about me, it's better than you who no one cares!" ”

"You also know that others care about you, for so many years, but you deliberately pretend to turn a blind eye, turn a deaf ear, and let others wait for you."

Mochizuki's sentence was enough to make Ouyang Hongye speechless, except for a heartless person like Mochizuki, who would touch the forbidden area of his heart like this? How could he not know Dong Muya's intentions? Over the years, so much time together, little by little care, how could he, the person who thinks he knows the most love, not be able to understand it? But this expectation made him unable to respond, although he had a good impression of her in his heart, but he could never match the deep affection for another person, as if he had identified the most beautiful place, and he was limited to appreciating other scenery, but he had no intention of staying.

His loneliness, his infatuation, the single-mindedness behind his romance, his disdain for the distress inside, he knows that Dong Muya understands everything. She is a confidant, an outlet for his heart, but he can never give her a promise until there is a place in his heart, he knows his selfishness, but he doesn't know how to accept her feelings.

"That's all I need to convey, if there's nothing I need, I'll go back to the royal city."

Seeing that Ouyang Hongye didn't have any other instructions, Thorn bowed lightly again, and then turned into the golden red finch and flew into the air and disappeared.

Dong Muya's discovery made Ouyang Hongye suddenly enlightened, and he discussed with Mochizuki that without further ado, he should rush to Nanzhejiang as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, the decision to choose to enter Nanzhejiang did not have the mind to go to the upper hand, and the two sides immediately caused a dispute.

On the surface, this wind and fire was ordered by Lion King Cheng to assist Ouyang Hongye and Mochizuki all the way, but in fact, it was more like a bystander sent by Lion King Cheng to spy on them. He always kept a certain distance from the two of them, not far from them, not too close, and walked alone without saying a word. Previously, Ouyang Hongye was only thinking about the matter of Tianfu, and even if he was dissatisfied with him, he didn't have a chance to express it, but at this moment, the anger that he had suppressed for a long time in the face of his arrogance and unreasonableness almost exploded.

Fenghuo complained before him: "Just for the sake of a piece of news that the woman found out of nowhere, you want us to take the risk and run to a ghost place like Nanzhejiang?!" How could she know something that she couldn't even predict?! ”

He was very reluctant to enter Nanzhejiang, because he knew too well what that place in Nanzhejiang represented, and even comparing it to purgatory would not be too much in the slightest. In fact, the former city lord of Nanzhejiang is also a leopard demon, and he is the same root and clan, and he is also half a brother, the distance between Nanzhejiang and Yongchuan is not far, in the past, he often came here to play through his friendship with the lord of Nanzhejiang.

Wander through the bustling bazaars and watch the quirky vendors sell bizarre goods, even many of which are forbidden in the demon world. For example, the "Imperial Demon Scatter" doubles its demonic power in a short period of time, the "Invisibility Cloak" made of the feathers of the Wind Hidden Bird, the "Condensation Dew" that can charm others, the highly poisonous "Oni Devouring Snake Scatter", and the "Psychic Mirror" that can be viewed somewhere in the other world...... In particular, the demon slaves who were sold, many of them were descendants of the mermaid clan and mixed gentiles, they were blonde and blue-eyed, with prominent silhouettes, graceful figures, and graceful postures, and they were pulled out of the cages covered with cloth bags by the slave traders and auctioned off one by one, and each cloth bag was amazing, and the bidders who ticked excitedly took out all the gold coins in their pockets. All this is like heaven and earth, looking at the wind and fire of his youth stupidly, often greedy and forgetful, and his feet are like nails for half a day without moving.

In the first month of the fall of Nanzhejiang City as a dead city, he also met with the lord of Nanzhejiang City, and he stayed in the palace for a few days. At that time, everything was still calm and peaceful, and there was no trace of contact between the city lord of Southern Zhejiang and Qingyun. Who knew that not long after he returned to the royal city of Yongchuan, a plague of food and poison broke out in southern Zhejiang, and a gorgeous city became a nest of mourning ghosts within a few days. I heard from a very small number of people who were lucky enough to escape from the city that the city lord of Nanzhejiang knew that he had fallen into Qingyun's tricks, and he had no face to live in the world anymore, so he committed suicide by drinking the poisonous wine that was put into the ghost devouring snake powder. On his deathbed, he ordered his soldiers to close the gates of the city to prevent the mourning ghosts from running out of the city to destroy the lives of the dead.

Since then, the prosperity of a lifetime has come to naught in an instant, wealth and glory have become a thing of the past, and southern Zhejiang has become a well-known forbidden place of death. The ghost town in everyone's mouth will become colorless as soon as it is mentioned, just like being frightened by a nightmare. There are also those who got lost and strayed into the city, or ventured into the city in order to find the treasure left by the lord of Nanzhejiang, all of them were spared into the mouths of the mourners.

Ouyang Hongye still tried his best to suppress his anger and asked, "Do you have any better ideas?" ”

Fenghuo roared impatiently: "It's better than going to that ghost place to feed the mourners!" ”

Mochizuki smiled at him contemptuously, turned to Momiji and said, "Forget it, he's afraid of death!" I see, it's better for the two of us to go! ”

"It's good!"

Ouyang Hongye decided to take advantage of the situation to stimulate the wind and fire, with his personality, the method of agitation may be more effective than arguing with him directly.

"I'm afraid of death?! Joke! I've lived so long, what haven't I experienced?! No one has ever dared to look down on me like this! Fenghuo retorted, he couldn't listen to others say that he was cowardly and afraid of death.

"Even the small role of a mourning ghost is afraid, and you dare to say that you are not greedy for life and afraid of death?!" Mochizuki saw Ouyang Hongye glaring at him, so he hurriedly continued to provoke him with understanding.

didn't say a word, and the excitement was a little unbearable. Most of the time, Fenghuo is as simple as a child, as the saying goes, "there is a string missing in the brain" or "a scripture", and if you are not careful, you will be brought into the ditch. Soon, he competed with those two people, and shouted in a rough voice: "Go and go, who is afraid of whom, see if I don't kill him a mountain of so many mourning ghosts for you to see!" After Fenghuo finished speaking, he shouted, and drove his horse in the direction of Nanzhejiang.

Ouyang Hongye and Mochizuki looked at each other and smiled, but they didn't dare to slack off, and followed his back to catch up. By the evening of the second day, they were very close to the city of Nanzhejiang.

"In front of it is Nanzhejiang City." Ouyang Hongye, who was walking in the front, grabbed the horse rope and looked back and said, looking from the horse, he only saw the hazy outline of Nanzhejiang City under a haze, he turned back to Mochizuki and Fenghuo and said, "It's getting late, let's rest outside the city tonight, and attack Nanzhejiang early tomorrow morning!" ”

So, the three of them dismounted one after another and summoned their respective demon horses back into the darkness. Ouyang Hongye and Mochizuki lit a bonfire outside the city walls and sat around the fire. Fenghuo still stubbornly chose to keep a certain distance from them, which made Mochizuki extremely unhappy.

He deliberately shouted loudly in the direction of Wind and Fire, "It looks like we're going to meet the Mourning Eaters tomorrow!" ”

Ouyang Hongye didn't forget to echo him: "There is only one way to deal with them, and that is to cut off their heads at once!" ”

Fenghuo, who couldn't hold his breath again, muttered disdainfully on the side: "Won't I know about this?!" ”

Ouyang Hongye didn't pay attention to Fenghuo, and continued to muttered to himself: "I don't know how Xiao Leng is progressing? ”

Mochizuki comforted him: "Those children will definitely be able to find the talisman and return safely, so you don't have to worry too much." ”

"Although I have been to Nanzhecheng many times before, I have never noticed that there is a private garden in the palace, I really regret it!"

Hearing Ouyang Hongye say this, Mochizuki also felt a pity: "I'm not the same, at that time, Nanzhejiang City was very lively, there were too many interesting things in the market, how could the attention be in the palace." ”

"Hehe, who would have thought that this huge city would become a nest of mourning ghosts in a few days, and this is also its calamity!"

"If the city lord of Nanzhejiang was not so greedy and fell for Qingyun's tricks, this place should still be that prosperous scene."

Ouyang Hongye couldn't help but think that the former city lord of Southern Zhejiang was also a prince of the demon world. Although he is a demon, he likes to develop commerce, and Nanzhejiang City once became one of the most developed cities in the demon world. In addition to ordinary transactions, you can also freely buy and sell all kinds of monsters, elixirs, charms, demon slaves, and other things that are prohibited from being sold in other places. It's just that the temptation of gold is irresistible to the city lord of Nanzhejiang, and it is said that the gold under his palace is not even lost to the sum of the entire demon world, but it still can't satisfy his desires.

In the end, he credulously believed the scam that Qingyun said about turning stones into gold, and mixed the so-called "holy water" that can turn stones into gold into the water source of southern Zhejiang. The so-called mourning ghosts are a kind of dried corpses that specialize in eating blood and carrion, their consciousness is indistinguishable from single-celled organisms, they never sleep, they do not grow old, they will concentrate there as long as they smell the breath of living creatures, and the only way to kill them is to cut off their heads.