Yan Luoniang looked at the panicked senior brothers and sisters, sighed in her heart, looked up at the dilapidated mountain temple covered with cobwebs, her heart drifted, and suddenly thought of the river temple where she often went to hide and seek when she was a child. At that time, the river temple was as dilapidated as the current mountain temple. Thinking of the River Temple and thinking of Chen Jing, she still clearly remembers how shocked she was when she helped her father pull up the fishing net and saw that it was a person, she knew that her father actually wanted to throw him back into the river, and it was she who pulled the fishing net and didn't let it.

Later, he wanted to kill the carp spirit that caused trouble, but he couldn't. Later, she somehow became the god of the river, and she and the whole village saw the carp spirit Xinglang Flood Wave Temple. At that time, she thought that the river god who had been saved by herself must die, and when she heard the uncle in the village say that he was going to sacrifice the carp spirit, she felt sorry for him, and she wanted to tell the uncles not to do this, but she knew that they would not listen to her, and she also knew that she was going to be a sacrifice. When she was about to sacrifice herself in the river the next day, when the river god fell from the sky and stabbed down with a sword, she could no longer remember what he said at that time, only that he was so eye-catching that it almost dazzled her.

"Senior brother, I think we should go in the direction of Heqian Village." Yan Luoniang said suddenly.

"What's the use of going there." The senior brother said weakly, his self-confidence had been seriously frustrated, and his original chic expression was long gone.

Yan Luoniang suddenly had a spirit, her eyes were shining, and she said: "There is the Jinghe River God there, he can protect us." ”

Senior Brother smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's useless, no one will save me, unless Master goes down the mountain." In his opinion, his little junior sister was frightened, and subconsciously thought that the little river god could save him.

When Yan Luoniang was about to speak, a cold voice sounded: "No one can save you, no one." ”

This voice sounded in her ears, Yan Luoniang was shocked, mana poured into the green lantern, and a red firework ignited. The flames of the lamp illuminated the dim mountain temple and reflected on the faces of the people, illuminating their panicked expressions clearly. Yan Luoniang didn't look away, just looked at the fifth senior brother on the very edge, and she could clearly hear that the voice was coming from him.

Naturally, the others also heard it, and struggled to get up one by one, blocking the magic weapon in their hands in front of them, although the mana was exhausted one by one, it was difficult to use the magic weapon at all, but at this dangerous moment, the magic weapon became the only life-saving thing. Everyone got up, Yan Luoniang saw that only the fifth senior brother did not get up, holding the green lantern in his hand, he forced over step by step, and shouted softly: "Fifth senior brother, fifth senior brother, we are leaving......"

The fifth senior brother lowered his head, his hair hanging down loosely to cover his face, and he couldn't see his face clearly under the lamplight.

Everyone followed behind Yan Luoniang and forced them over step by step. Yan Luoniang shouted again: "Fifth Senior Brother, what's wrong with you, we're leaving." ”

She shouted while staring at the Fifth Senior Brother, and suddenly blew lightly, and the flame in front of her immediately turned into a wave of fire and rushed towards the Fifth Senior Brother.

The fifth senior brother was swallowed by the wave of fire in an instant, and the entire mountain temple suddenly lit up. However, this was only a matter of a moment, the mountain temple was dim again, but Yan Luoniang could see the face of the fifth senior brother clearly. It was a dead face, grayish-white, with pale lips and two bloody streaks at the corners of the eyes. Originally, Toshiro Toshimi's person had become a corpse with no energy in a short period of time.

"Fifth Senior Brother."

Yan Luoniang squatted down, and as soon as he touched the fifth senior brother, he fell to the ground, his eyes opened, and his face was frightened, as if he was scared to death.

"Lost energy." The senior brother also squatted down and said in a low voice.

Yan Luoniang glanced at the senior brother, and found that the eyes of this confident and dashing senior brother in the past were also full of fear, she quickly took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "We have to leave here as soon as possible." ”

Got up and blew on the green lamp again, the flame on the lamp flame pounced on the fifth senior brother's body and burned, a foul smell rose to the sky, and a resentful spirit was faintly heard roaring.

"Let's go."

After Yan Luoniang finished speaking, she walked out of the mountain temple first, and at this time, Yan Luoniang seemed to have become their only guiding light, and followed Yan Luoniang out of the mountain temple one by one. Yan Luoniang looked at the sun that was about to sink in the west, and only felt that the darkness was almost pressing on the top of her head, so she tightened the green light in her hand and said, "Let's go embroider spring bend." ”

No one denied her words, and followed her one by one.

However, before she had gone far, Yan Luoniang suddenly stopped, looked behind her, and asked, "What about Senior Brother Seven?" ”

looked left and right one by one, only to find that the seventh senior brother was gone.

"Could it be that you fell asleep in the mountain temple?" Someone whispered.

"No, no one has fallen in the mountain temple." Yan Luoniang quickly denied it, and after looking at the crowd again to make sure that the people who should be there were all there, she said, "Let's go." ”

One by one, they silently followed behind Yan Luoniang, like a lost dog.

All the way to the east, Yan Luoniang walked in front. Although they are all weak now, they still have things like divine talismans on their bodies, and Shi is still as light as a swallow on his body, and he walks quickly. After walking for more than ten miles in a while, suddenly, the person walking behind hit the back of the person in front, and he was shocked, and when he was about to ask what was going on, a shouting voice had already come from the front: "Senior Brother Seven, is it you?" ”

He hurriedly looked forward, but only saw a back, and saw that the clothes on that back were the same ones that Senior Brother Qi was wearing.

Yan Luoniang chased after her with a lamp in her hand, and the people behind followed suit. After only running for a while, he stopped because he had lost the trace of the seventh senior brother.

In the dark, the green light shone on Yan Luoniang's pale face, she didn't dare to tell the senior brothers and sisters behind her what she saw, so she had to try to suppress the fear in her heart and said, "Let's go, and we'll be fine when we get to Xiuchun Bend." She knew that the brothers behind her were panicking, and only by saying this could they let them follow her, otherwise they would all die in the darkness tonight.

After still walking forward quickly, the wind suddenly rose in the darkness, and the wind became stronger and stronger, but it couldn't blow out the green lantern flame in Yan Luoniang's hand.

"It's not good, the eighth senior sister is gone."

Yan Luoniang walked in front to lead the way, and suddenly heard a voice from behind, and hurriedly stopped to look behind, the light shone all the way, and she didn't see the eighth senior sister until the end.

"Ah......h Yan Luoniang immediately took the lead and ran in the direction there, and saw a vague white figure on a tree in the distance, Yan Luoniang shouted loudly: "Eighth Senior Sister...... Eighth Senior Sister ......"

Yan Luoniang walked over slowly, the howling wind blew her voice intermittently, and there seemed to be countless devils in the darkness.

Approaching step by step, a gust of wind blew, blowing the people on the tree around, Yan Luoniang suddenly screamed out silently, and the senior brothers and sisters who followed her also screamed in horror. The man in the tree was hanging, and it was not a whole man, but a human skin, stripped from head to toe.

"Eighth Senior Sister...... Eighth Senior Sister ......" someone cried bitterly.

Yan Luoniang blew out a breath of aura at this time, and the fire on the lamp turned into a sea of fire on the human skin on the tree and burned, the stench spread, Yan Luoniang turned around and left, but in her ears she seemed to hear the screams of her senior sister being burned, and vaguely heard the sound of evil ghosts laughing.

She didn't look back, just told everyone to follow, and walked quickly into the darkness. Suddenly a drop of rain fell on his cheek, and when he looked up, a few more drops fell on his face, and he secretly said in his heart: "It's raining." ”

"Boom...... Smack......"

Thunder pierced the night of lacquer thunder. As the thunder rang out, heavy rain poured down. The thunder and lightning shone on the heavens and the earth, shining on Yan Luoniang's group walking quickly and shallow on the muddy mountain road.

The thunder continued, the wind and rain became stronger and stronger, and the darkness sank more and more, like pressing on the cover of the heavenly spirit, like the palm of the devil's hand.

Along the way, she heard the rough breath from the senior sisters and brothers in the wind and rain, which was a breath of fear and helplessness.

As if she had walked a lot, Yan Luoniang looked up at the sky, only to see that the muffled thunder shook the darkness out of cracks.

There was suddenly a little light in the darkness in front of me, and when I got closer, I saw that it was a wind and rain pavilion, and there were many people sitting in the pavilion. Some play chess, some drink, and some look up at the sky, and at a glance they know that they are not ordinary people.

Two of them were the ones she had ever seen, and they had also fought with her brothers and sisters, one of them was a young monk with a nine-point ring scar on his head like rouge, and a string of Buddhist beads in his hand was slowly turning. The other was a Taoist with two swords, one purple and one green, and a pair of white eyebrows. Seeing them, Yan Luoniang was not only not afraid, but her heart was a lot calmer.

Although she didn't know what so many people were doing here, she knew that she was safe with her senior brothers and sisters.

She decided not to go any further, bowed to the pavilion, and said, "It is inconvenient to travel in the wind and rain, can you borrow the treasure pavilion to rest." She didn't know who her master was, so she bowed to the middle of the Wind and Rain Pavilion.

"Hehe, you're welcome, please come in, it's just that there is no tea and no wine, and there is no hospitality." An old man sitting in the pavilion playing chess with someone looked up and said.

"Thank you!" Yan Luoniang saluted again, and walked towards the wind and rain pavilion. As soon as she stepped in, a warm air flow dispelled the chill in her body and heart. The Wind and Rain Pavilion, which originally felt a little crowded, seemed to expand automatically after she and the other senior brothers and sisters stepped in, and there was no feeling of crowding at all.

She didn't notice that her senior brother and sister didn't say a word, and she couldn't even smell her breath.