Bihu endured it, held back, and finally walked to the vicinity of the tile house to spit out all the things he had eaten.

Human food is really unpalatable, it has been three or four days, and she misses the smell of blood, and she misses the smell of human flesh even more.

She took advantage of Cheng Hengchuan's efforts to fetch water, and quickly took out the gourd and poured a mouthful of blood. The blood that had been left for a few days was no longer fresh, and even most of it had dried up in the gourd, and she didn't mind, and drank all the blood in one go.

Sticky blood slid down her throat, and an irreplaceable sense of satisfaction filled her heart, and she touched her stomach comfortably: "If only there was meat, you can't ask for too much when you go out."

Using his tongue to lick the remaining blood between his teeth, Bihu returned to the tile house to see Xie Qianyun and Chu Chunxi sleeping soundly in the house.

At the turn of spring and summer, the wind at night was still a little cool, and she couldn't sleep, so she sat alone at the door and watched the moon in the sky.

Cheng Hengchuan happened to come back from fetching water, and when he saw a thin back fluttering like a willow branch under the breeze, a burst of pity appeared in his heart.

This girl looks like sixteen or seventeen, she is at the age of a flower, she should have been pampered by her father and mother at home, or looking for a wishful husband to marry, why is she ignorant and sophisticated?

It must have been something unexpected at home that led to this. His heart softened a little, such a lovely and pitiful woman, as a disciple of Qingyou, he naturally had to help her a lot, and it was best to let her have a place to settle.

Jing Jing walked over to her and sat down, handed her the water and whispered, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

"It's not uncomfortable." Bihu noticed that the person was coming, but did not look at him, only looked at a full moon in the sky, "The moon is round and bright tonight, so beautiful."

"Yes, today is the fifteenth, and the moon is as bright as a jade plate." Cheng Hengchuan also looked at the bright moon, but unconsciously after just looking at it, his eyes returned to Bihu, "It's very good-looking."

The woman in front of her pointed to the moon with interest and asked, "I like the moon like this, why isn't it always round?"

Cheng Hengchuan smiled and picked up a stone, drew a crescent moon on the ground by the moonlight, and said in Bihu's tone: "The moon phase is regular, and at the beginning or end of the month, it only has a curved corner, like a ......."

Bihu took the words: "It's like ......" Half of my head was smashed off by me.

She glanced at Cheng Hengchuan and didn't say this.

I remembered that Mr. Jiaoshu said that in the human world, cannibalism is a terrible thing, and no one wants to be eaten, because it means dying and there is no body. And it is a great insult to die without a corpse, so everyone likes to live peacefully and does not like death.

I held back anxiously for a long time, but I didn't come up with any suitable words. Cheng Hengchuan saw her wrinkling her nose and pursing her lips, thinking so hard and meditating, and finally couldn't help but remind: "Like a bow."

Bihu nodded knowingly, and then looked at the full moon in the sky. The clear moon suddenly covered the moon with a hazy mist, and somehow the moonlight suddenly dimmed a lot.

It seemed that a drop of blood fell on the jade plate, and the jade plate seemed to contain water, and the blood quickly spread out in the water, staining the entire jade plate red.

Bihu curiously circled this round of blood moon in his finger: "What does that red moon look like?"

Cheng Hengchuan followed Bihu's gaze and saw that the blood moon was getting bigger, like a night fetus hatching and growing in the air.

His heart sank suddenly, and he suddenly stood up and blocked the money sword in front of himself and Bihu: "The time of Xu Shizi is approaching, and the ghost of Liuqin Master is about to come out."

"By the way, Master Zheng said that today is the death sacrifice of Master Liuqin, maybe the day he was killed will be even worse." Bihu stood behind Cheng Hengchuan and looked around, patting him on the shoulder, "Don't be afraid, I talked to him for a while, he doesn't seem to be a bad person."

Cheng Hengchuan was shocked by what she said, "Have you talked to him?"

"yes, he said he was right at his feet." Bihu looked at the ground beneath his feet, "Are you saying you're in the dirt?"

The air was filled with a red mist of blood, and it seemed that even the peach petals on the ground had turned into congealed blood clots, and they were blown by the wind, and they wriggled like worms to the two of them

At his feet, he turned into a puddle of blood.

The sound of the piano was lingering, the yin wind was gusting, and the blood worms rolled down to them one by one, slowly gathering into pieces, and when they looked around, they saw that the ground of Peach Blossom Village had all turned bloody.

There was a flash of lightning in the sky, and a drizzle of rain began without warning, but not a drop of blood was washed away from the ground, as if the ground was the same color.

Bihu sucked in the smell of blood wafting into his nose, and fanned the smell away in disgust: "It's not fragrant at all, I'm afraid this blood has been left for a hundred years, and it's going to fall off the slag."

"Could this be ......" He hurriedly went back to the house to call Xie Qianyun and Chu Chunxi, and as soon as he entered, he walked out with a solemn face, "I'm afraid we are no longer in Peach Blossom Village."

"Where's that? We're all here motionless." Bihu asked, looking around.

The sound of the piano gradually became bitter and deafening from the sound of the weak pipe, and a sound wave continued to beat on the eardrum, and soon his head hurt.

Cheng Hengchuan's voice couldn't suppress the sound of the piano, so he had to shout at the top of his voice: "They are all gone, we are afraid that we are trapped in the "domain"!"

"What is a domain?"

The domain is the limit of a land, and it can also refer to a certain range, and under such a red blood moon, in the passive sound of the qin, it is probably into the ghost.

So what is the ghost domain?

The land of ghosts is also the hell of ghosts.

"The ghosts trapped in the domain are also the ones born of the ghosts. The domain was born because of the obsession of ghosts, and it was also formed because of the obsession of ghosts. But the price to pay for this is to be trapped in the domain forever. Unless someone is able to fulfill the wishes of the ghosts, this mysterious ghost realm will continue to exist until the ghosts inside are gone."

In the inn, Linghua looked at Cheng Hengchuan who had pasted a talisman on the door through the mirror, and continued to explain: "And how difficult it is to hear the voice of ghosts, not to mention that ordinary people can't perceive it at all, even elves and monsters can't understand their voices, and most of the ghosts in the ghost domain have been locked up alone for hundreds of years and can't be liberated."

"So you can only go out if you understand what this ghost wants and help it finish?" Henggu asked.

"Exactly." Linghua raised his forehead, "But have they been through this before? Why did Yang never mention it?"

Heng Gu understood the meaning of Linghua's words: "I will ask him with a transmission note."

On the side of the tiled house, Cheng Hengchuan lit three incense sticks and cautiously inserted them into the incense burner. Three wisps of green smoke floated out of the incense, the wind was lonely, the voice was urgent, and the mantra was recited in a low voice, and the sound of the soul-attracting bell in his hand gradually overwhelmed the sound of the piano.

Somewhere, there was a sudden "bang", as if something had exploded, the playing stopped, and the soul-attracting bell in the hands of the three people was also put away.

Bihu let go of the hand covering his ears, ran to Cheng Hengchuan's side, pointed to the open space overgrown with weeds, and said, "Something exploded over there."

At this time, Linghua also heard the voice, and hurriedly took Heng Gu and Ning Suhe to the source of the sound.

A dark smoke rose from among the grass and quickly climbed to the horizon, covering the blood-red moon. Under the moon, Cheng Hengchuan took Bihu back to the seldom-visited clearing, and found a small shovel near the smoke.

"Is he trying to make us dig the ground?" Bihu rubbed the dirt on the ground with his toes, "Maybe we can see him when we dig up the ground."

Cheng Hengchuan used a small shovel to scrape off the grass around the black smoke, and began to pluck out the soil little by little: "With such a small shovel, I'm afraid that I won't be able to dig it up in a day and a night."

Even in the ghost domain where the yin qi was deep, Cheng Hengchuan's forehead quickly broke out with sweat.

Bihu wiped his sweat with his sleeve, dragged the shovel in his hand, lowered his head and said aggrievedly, "I'll come."

After saying that, she gathered the spiritual power in the palm of her hand, and the vortex-like airflow formed by the spiritual power condensed in the palm of her hand brought black smoke closer to her hand.

Bihu clenched his fist and lifted up, and the entire weedy field was lifted, and the dirt underneath burst out like a volcanic eruption.

Her sense of smell was unusually acute, and she had smelled something special. His hands swept away the wet soil, and he could already see a corner of what was buried in the soil.

Chenghengchuan is still shaking

Shocked, he couldn't recover, and re-examined Bihu's face: "You...... Can spells? Are you a practitioner?"

Bihu shook his head blankly: "I don't know what I know, is this a spell?"

"Yes, and it's a very strong spell."

She looked at her hand in amazement: "So I'm so powerful, I was born with this thing, do I need to learn it?"

Cheng Hengchuan was silent for a while, his eyes dark: "That's why he found you, the stronger the spirit, the more ghosts and ghosts will be attracted."

He crouched down and used his hands to remove the soil from the exposed object, and quickly removed it, it was a piece of bone, shattered and impossible to discern which part it was.

A strong uneasiness enveloped his heart, although Qingyoumen is a great sect to exorcise ghosts, there are always disciples who chant "Dig up the corpse of evil ghosts, I am afraid that you will be retributed, and the ghosts will stare at you for the rest of your life, until they pull you into the water."

It is impossible to say that there is no fear of ghosts in his heart, and he can't care much about it at the moment.

Hands rose and fell, everything had been dug out, and the smell of fresh earth mixed with a thick black smoke swept over the sky, and the eyes were instantly covered with black.

On the other side, the transmission note lit up, and Heng Gu hurriedly opened it to look at it, and he read in shock, "Yang Lao Dao said that he had no experience in the Ghost Domain before."

Through the heart mirror, the compass-like sound of jade beads seemed to sound again, a thousand twists and turns, as if trying to pull the unspeakable emotions, but couldn't help but pour out all the words.

The black smoke was like a poison that paralyzed the brain, slowly eroding all reason, and all the scenes in front of him suddenly disappeared, leaving only the sound of the piano.

A back figure dressed in green clothes appeared in front of him, and the back figure held a piano, and lowered his head lonely and glanced at it with a timid afterglow. The long hair was blown by the wind, revealing a delicate and handsome side face. ap.

"Help me."

As he spoke, he almost trembled and pleaded, "Help me get my revenge, take me home, please, help me."

Just as he was about to answer, the figure was suddenly blown away by the wind. When he came to his senses, there was only a pile of broken white bones in the pit, silent.

"Why do you say that, did he die unjustly?" Cheng Hengchuan came to his senses and said, "It seems that someone really killed him."

"We didn't all see it that day, it was the dark shadow that killed him." Bihu guessed, "I guess the murderer is Zheng Leshi, he said that Liu Qinshi doesn't associate with others, so he is the easiest to attack."

Cheng Hengchuan also agreed: "It's possible, but they are very affectionate, why did Zheng Leshi kill him?"

"Oh, oh, how can we know more clues?" Bihu looked at the pile of broken bones and worried, "He doesn't say much, just tell us the murderer."

"If Master Liuqin's obsession is deep enough and his mind is enough, we may meet some people from Peach Blossom Village." He looked at the side of the street, "I'm afraid it's just you and me here, and there are still many doubts in Peach Blossom Village, and I don't know if I can communicate with the outside......

Thinking about it, he took out the transmission note, wrote down the current situation freely, and wrote at the end, "Yang Shouzao is busy with affairs, Chuan'er is worried late at night and regrets having no place, and looks forward to returning".

Bihu didn't know what he was doing, so he curiously sneaked to the mud pit and picked up a broken bone, put it under his nose and smelled it, and whispered to himself, "If this bone is fresh, it must be very fragrant."

Before she could put the bones back, Yang Xichi's reply arrived, and Cheng Hengchuan hurriedly pulled up Bihu after reading it: "Is your transmission note still on your body?"

Bihu took it out and handed it to him: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Hengchuan couldn't hide his joy, and wrote again: "The transmission note can transmit information through the ghost domain, and the information outside the ghost domain can also be transmitted in, so we have a way to get out."

He first sent a talisman to Xie Qianyun, and then wrote on the talisman again: In Xiacheng Hengchuan, he is a disciple of Qingyoumen. It may be a bit unbelievable to say, but now we are all trapped in the ghost domain and cannot get out, if we can't solve the ghost request, we will disappear in the ghost domain, I hope the girl and the son will help us leave, great kindness, and report back to the present world.

The note sounded, and he was apprehensive

Waiting for a reply.

At the same time, Linghua in an inn in Peach Blossom Village unfolded a transmission note, and after reading the content roughly, he replied to Yang Xichi: "I have communicated, don't worry, I will definitely help the two of them get out of the ghost domain."