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The clues narrated by Li Li are all full of Sen Sen's treacherous and evil meaning, and ordinary people can't avoid them. But is Ning Yan an ordinary person?

His pupils melted, and the whites of his pupils and eyes turned into yin and yang fishes, slowly turning. The Tongtian Liangyi Eye contains the power of the divine soul and the Yin and Yang Dao Method, which can spy on the two worlds of Yin and Yang, that is, it can perceive ghosts.

If the cultivators of the Li tribe did die and be cremated here, this kind of soul that could not die well must be damaged and mutilated, and it would not be able to enter reincarnation under the laws of the Yin and Netherworld Heavenly Dao today, and its soul would either remain here and wander at night, or it would have been devoured, which meant that the bizarre deaths of the Li people and even the three neighboring small tribes were all deliberate murders by evil path cultivators.

The two instruments pass through the sky, and you can see them all.

The canopy had changed to darkness all over the field, and the starry sky was also dim, as if it was shrouded in a thick layer of fog. The sound of insects began to sing, and it was like a cry coming from a distance, and the tail note was long, and very sharp, as if it contained a deep resentment and hatred.

In Ning Yan's field of vision, dazzling lines continued to flow, that is, the power of heaven and earth that had been parked between yin and yang was being restored, gradually outlining the scarlet outline on the wild grass, but a small building on stilts was vaguely revealed.

Yunyi has a humid climate, and the half-railing stilted building is built off the ground, which can isolate moisture and store livestock or wild beasts below, which is the most common building in Yunyi area. At this time, in the vague manifestation of true qi, it seemed to be suspended in the air one zhang high, and below it was a dense green and faint weed, in a drowsy night, only the contrast between red and green was extraordinarily distinct, enchanting and weird.

There seemed to be a wind blowing in the dark, and the cuffs and hem of Ning Yan's black robe rose silently, floating softly.

Li Li caught up and stood behind him, secretly looking at Ning Yan, trying to guess his intentions.

However, Ning Yan's melting eyes could no longer see through the look, he just stepped forward casually, and actually stepped on the particularly lush weeds.

It's like stepping on the graves of countless people.

Then he saw Ning Yan smile faintly, paced a few steps on the spot, reached forward with both hands to make a push, and then paced in a circle, squinting slightly and frowning, as if he was a ghost.

Li Li's heart tightened for no reason.

Ning Yan really wanted to see the hell, but he didn't.

Ning Yan felt the vague resentment in the stilted building, it should indeed be a murderous house, so after the operation of the two eyes of Tongtian, he separated a wisp of divine consciousness and escaped into the junction of yin and yang, and his consciousness stepped into the stilted red mansion that had already been burned to ashes, and walked inside step by step to find it.

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Life and death are separated, but yin and yang can be connected.

Thanks to his Yin and Yang attributes, he has the secret method of the divine soul, and he has the strange talent of having no cause and effect, and he can perform the method of reversing cause and effect. If it were someone else in the Yanhuang Domain, no matter how subtle the cultivation realm was, it would be absolutely impossible to spy on the scene that had already turned into nothingness.

The red stilted building of the church is said to be a building, but in fact there is only one floor inside, but the ceiling is extremely high, in order to show the majesty and sincerity of "receiving the will of heaven".

Ning Yan pushed open the red bamboo door of the small building, and when he entered the temple, he saw hundreds of shrines built up like tall towers in the center of the holy hall, and the status of the people worshiped in them increased layer by layer.

At the bottom is the tribute table, where the heads of various demon beasts are neatly placed, and the neck section is very flat, and there are still coagulated blood stains.

They were either with hideous bony horns, or spit sharp fangs, and their faces were covered with hair or scales, and their brightly colored but dull eyes were wide open, staring at Ning Di, and the lilac cigarette smoke swirled around them, rising to the dome for a long time.

At the top of the top is a one-foot high shrine, which is empty, symbolizing the omnipresence of the witch god. On the side, there is a wooden statue of the same height as a person, and under it is the tablet of many ancestors of the Li nationality in ancient and modern times, which has been passed down from generation to generation.

The person carved by the wooden statue has towering cheekbones, deep-set eye sockets, and looks old, with a childish spirit that will never fade in his facial features.

That was the ancestor of the Yunyi civilization, Wu Zu, who pioneered the cultivation of Yunyi's head lowering technique four thousand five hundred years ago.

Ning Yan knew very well that this so-called Wu Ancestor was himself a preaching clone of the Upper Realm Saints, and it did not really exist. However, the information of the Yanhuang Domain is extremely scarce and closed, and the situation in the rest of the domain is almost unknown, so Wuzu is considered to be the messenger of the gods, so all the tribes of Yunyi will worship the statue of Wuzu God, praying for the ancestors and gods to bless the survival and development of the tribe.

And the so-called witch is considered to be the inheritor of the will of the witch ancestor, and after the witch ancestor returned to heaven, she took on the important task of communicating with the gods, and this point has now been ruthlessly debunked by Ning Yan.

However, when Ning Yan saw the shrine enshrined in the temple at this time, he subconsciously squinted his eyes, which made the Yunyi people dare not desecrate, and clearly exuded a disgusting smell of blood.

It was by no means the smell of the heads of demon beasts, these heads had been treated by secret methods before being sacrificed as tribute, and the smell of life was completely dispersed, so as not to be disgusted by the gods, at this time they were about to be dehydrated and dried, and there was no possibility of changing the smell.

The people of the Li nationality used a large amount of black dog blood to defile and dispel evil spirits, but it was only painted on the outer wall, and no matter how strong the smell was, it would never be contaminated on the shrine kept inside.

Ning Yan condensed his divine skills, the power of his divine consciousness expanded to the extreme, the law of yin and yang strengthened the five senses, the overlap of the two worlds became more and more obvious, the scene in his eyes became clearer and more real, many details hidden in the distance of time and the depths of the yin and darkness emerged, and the smelting of the smoke and fragrance he tasted in his mouth and nose was even stronger, causing all the internal organs to twitch, and what he heard in his ears was the terrible sound of insects, and ......

Dripping sound.

Ning Zhenhuo looked up.

He thought of Li Li's previous words, she kept vigil in the Sanctuary, and the next day he saw the corpse hanging high and drooling and dripping on the ground.

It is true that hanged people often do not bleed, but if there is something greasy in this, such as a curse or a special Gu worm, maybe the deceased will be dismembered and bled after a few days, and the smell of blood on the statue probably comes from this.

There was nothing left on the high roof of the small building, and no trace remained, as if the hanged ghost that Li Li and even many people swore had never existed.

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