For ghosts or something, Wu Zhu actually doesn't believe much.

But not long after Wu Biao's death, the old birthday star in the village died on the Sorrowful Mountain.

Every year on November 15, he would come to the Sorrowful Mountain to burn some paper money.

He said that this was the day when the souls of those heroes were buried.

But this time, he is gone.

Old lady Wu used to be a soldier and fought devils, and her body was quite tough, although she was alone, she didn't worry about eating and drinking.

The government came more than once to take him away to live in the old age, but none of them agreed.

First, he said that he didn't want to increase the burden on the government, and secondly, he said that if he left, he was afraid that no one would burn paper money for those heroic souls!

His death cast a shadow over the village once again.

Old Lady Wu didn't have any wounds on his body, but his whole body was covered with black cracks, like green tendons crawling all over his body, and his eyes were as red as blood!

Wu Zhu has always respected Mrs. Wu very much, so that night, he took Ah Huang deep into the Sorrowful Mountain.

Not surprisingly, in the middle of the night, it was really foggy, and the sound of rustling came from the ground, like some ghost was about to crawl out of the ground.

"Wang ...... Woo ......"

Ah Huang bared his teeth and grinned, and his yellow hair exploded, like a vicious wolf waiting for an opportunity.

A figure loomed in the mist.

Wu Zhu suddenly got up, like a cannonball, and the mountain-opening knife in his hand slashed down with the force of the Qi like Huashan, and the thick fog was split alive as the blade passed.

Boom!

Sparks fly!

Immediately after that, the figure shattered with a thud.

Wu Zhu is a little strange, maybe he's too weak, right?

When I got closer, I saw a rusty Japanese-style katana broken into two sections, and under the shabby tweed coat, there was a pile of skeletons.

Could it be that this skeleton is the culprit, with such a question, continue to go deeper, and it won't take long for him to see a yellow dog.

"Ah Huang!" Wu Zhu drank lightly.

Ah Huang bit the leg of his pants.

Wu Zhu lowered his head, Ah Huang was by his side, and he never left.

The yellow dog in the distance also turned around, exactly the same as Ah Huang.

There was another person beside it......

It's yourself!

Wu Zhu shuddered involuntarily.

But then he shouted angrily and rushed forward to kill.

......

There has been no news from Wu Zhu for several days, and he doesn't reply to Aite in the group, and without him coming back to cook, the food outside is not palatable.

Lu Xiaoliang dialed his phone and asked if there was any trouble by the way.

But after connecting the phone, the voice of a middle-aged man came into my ears.

Hanging up the phone, Lu Xiaoliang's face was a little solemn, and he immediately found Chu Wuya,

"Wu Zhu is missing!"

Chu Wuya frowned, with Wu Zhu's strength, unless it was a middle-level martial artist, he could be left behind.

"It is said that they are haunted over there, Wu Zhu went to investigate, and then there was no news of him!"

"Haunted?"

Chu Wuya fell into thought.

The warriors are vigorous in qi and blood, especially the dragon elephant breaking the mountain, which is the best among them, and the qi and blood are like ovens, and ordinary ghosts dare not get close at all.

Those who can keep him are either at least masters above the middle level martial arts, or they are really unusual ghosts.

In either case, it's worth a trip.

The trail is rough and bumpy, but it's not too difficult for a modified Wrangler.

It was four hours after driving to Zhulian Village.

Looking at a Hummer parked at the entrance of the village, Lu Xiaoliang couldn't help but pay more attention.

Those who can afford to drive this kind of car are either rich or expensive, and the villagers of Zhulian do not seem to have this strength.

After getting out of the car, Chu Wuya went straight to Wu Zhu's house.

Wu Zhu's father was an authentic rural man, with dark skin, but also very strong, with a sad face between his eyebrows.

After revealing their identities, Father Wu politely led them into the house.

Wu Zhu naturally mentioned Chu Wuya and them.

Without too many pleasantries, after Chu Wuya learned about the situation, he went straight to Sorrowful Mountain.

He believed that if it was really the work of the ghosts, he would never fail to hide the investigation of his divine sense.

When they felt the sorrow of the mountain, Chu Wuya was slightly surprised.

This place is indeed a place of great evil, and the yin qi is very heavy, but there seem to be traces of artificial carving, suppressing the yin and evil qi here.

To be able to arrange such a large-scale means, not to mention the Fa Zong, even for the Fa Emperor, it is a little difficult.

"You are also a villager in this village, and I heard that two people were killed by ghosts here, but you can tell me what happened. ”

At this time, three men and one woman came to meet them, judging from the way they dressed, they were either rich or expensive.

They should be what Father Wu said, a few adventure lovers in the city.

It was a man with a short size and stud earrings who spoke.

Chu Wuya didn't look at them at all, and his divine sense shrouded this mountain, which was only one hundred and ten meters high.

"Hey, boy, are you deaf or what?" exclaimed one of the slightly fat, bespectacled youths.

"Get out!"

Lu Xiaoliang just glanced at them.

"Mary next door! You think you can be in your village, Lao Tzu will destroy you in minutes!" said the stud man with a contemptuous face.

"Forget it, what are you trying to do with them, don't be afraid of being embarrassed!" The sunshine boy led by him just glanced at Lu Xiaoliang deeply, shook his head and smiled.

The only woman just glanced at the two of them disdainfully, then put her eyes back on the mirror in her hand, and there was some complaint in her tone, "What a broken place, there is not even a ghost, and what kind of haunting, the people in the village are really stupid!"

"If you can still see ghosts in the middle of the day, then you really see ghosts!" The Sunshine Boy smiled slightly, "If it's really boring to go out at night, let's go back to the city tomorrow!"

Others, naturally, have no opinion.

Chu Wuya just glanced at the woman meaningfully, and then climbed to the top of the mountain.

"Die!" After muttering, Lu Xiaoliang followed Chu Wuya.

Chu Wuya closed his eyes, and within a radius of one mile, he was shrouded in his divine sense.

After a moment, I couldn't help but sigh and opened my eyes.

There is actually some kind of prohibition here that is used to suppress the evil spirit, but these prohibitions are not what they think, but more like natural formations.

And it is this prohibition that separates the yin and evil qi from the outside world, but it merges with each other, so it forms a special zone.

People die as ghosts, and ghosts die as boundaries!

And this area is a special existence between the ghost realm of the yang world, that is......

Ghost!

"It seems that it is indeed going to wait until night!" Chu Wuya also became more and more curious about this place.

At this time, Wu Zhu found that he was also in the Sorrowful Mountain, he first saw his father alone looking for him, but no matter how he shouted, he couldn't hear his own voice, and he could only watch him leave and could not do anything.

It's obviously around, but I can't hear it, I can't touch it.

If it weren't for Ah Huang's company, he would have gone crazy.

After calming down, he found himself looking at the outside world as if he was looking at the outside world in a mirror, and everything was reversed.

But even if you know, you can't get rid of it.

Until Chu Wuya appeared, he seemed to see hope.

Roar!

Whoop!

Attack like crazy!

But it's still useless!