The withered grass is flying, the sunset is red, and the entire Dongsheng Plain reflects a kind of withering.

Call! Liu Hong blew hard, and the fire folds flashed, and the hay was instantly ignited.

When night came, Wushan took out a tent from the text space, set it up around the bonfire at will, and lay down on it with the sky as the quilt and the ground as the seat.

The bonfire was blazing, and Bian Shoucheng, Liu Hong, and Li Biao were busy roasting, their faces covered with black ash.

Because they were corroded by the black fog of the dark space, Bian Shoucheng, Liu Hong, and Li Biao were also full of pockmarks, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to recover for a while.

The opera sentient beings were squatting next to Wushan, and at this time he was holding a sage classic called "The Sage Wen" in his hand, and looked at it with taste.

"Brother Xi, you said that the ancient sages, why are they literate, who are their teachers, and how do they carry their talents?"

The question of Wushan is a bit of a search for history, looking for the root of talent, and exploring the taste of the origin of culture.

The opera put down the book, turned his head to look at Wushan, and looked up at the sky.

"I have not entered the wall of the Master's door, I do not know the roots, and I do not know the past and the present. However, I think it is nothing more than praying to the heavens and bowing to the earth, and learning from the ancients. ”

This answer is far from Wushan's conjecture.

Wu Shan did not continue the topic, he crossed Erlang's legs, looked up at the unknown starry sky, his mind wandered away from the void, in a trance of illusion and confusion.

"Zangyuan, the yin qi in this area has suddenly become thick, and it won't be long before there will definitely breed many ghosts, can we safely pass through this area when we come back?"

The worries of the drama sentient beings are not unreasonable, but there is also a reason why Wushan decided to pull everyone to Jumu Fort to have a look.

Fort Jumu was a small military camp that served as a supply ground for the Guards in the area.

Wu Shan faintly felt in his heart that Jumu Fort was likely to have fallen.

When they crossed Wushan before, the dried corpses they encountered were most likely from Jumu Fort.

Wushan's trip to Jumu Fort had another purpose, which was to confirm the military situation.

"Don't worry, there is such a big commotion in this area, the academy must be aware of it."

"If my guess is correct, there should be a new batch of city guards sweeping all the way over Qinghe City."

Thinking about it, the drama sentient beings also felt that Wushan was reasonable, and it was very likely that they would meet with the sweeping troops during their return, and then a few people would be much more relaxed.

"Brother, tell my brother honestly, is there something wrong with Jumu Fort?"

Wu Shan glanced up at the side of him sitting on the other side, chewing on dry grass in his mouth, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Wushan didn't expect that Bian Shoucheng was so sensitive that he would perceive Wushan's thoughts.

"Along the way, soul beasts, ghosts, ghosts, dried corpses, and giant beasts have emerged in an endless stream, not to mention that Jumu Fort is just a small military camp, even if it is a large battalion of city guards, it is enough to choke."

The analysis of the border guarding the city silenced Wushan and the opera beings.

The rough man was right about guarding the city, at this moment, the wild yin goods, ghosts, and strange beasts were rampant, and the small Eye-raising Fort could only sway in the wind like a candle.

"With the strength of our brothers' feet, we will be able to arrive at Jumu Fort tomorrow afternoon, and the specific situation will be known by then."

Bian Shoucheng nodded and didn't ask any more.

Next, after everyone ate a large piece of barbecue, they played all living beings and guarded the city into the tent to rest, and Wushan, Liu Hong, and Li Biao brothers kept vigil.

Wu Shan sat by the bonfire, took the long knives of Liu Hong and Li Biao, and blessed them again.

"If you can go back alive this time, and you are still willing, I will naturalize you when you go back."

When Liu Hong and Li Biao heard this, their eyes lit up, they stood up and saluted, looking at Wushan with a look of surprise.

"Thank you for your pity!"

Wushan raised his hand to help him, and exempted Liu Hong and Li Biao from the big gifts.

Naturalization is to make Liu Hong and Li Biao the official guards of Wushan.

In this world, there is a huge difference between a naturalized guard and an ordinary housekeeper.

Let's put it this way, the naturalized guards can be regarded as their true and true people, and their household registration, luck, and life and soul are all in the hands of the master's family.

And those ordinary housekeepers can be discarded at any time, whether they are alive or dead, and they have no connection with the master's family.

If Liu Hong and Li Biao are naturalized, they will officially enter the Wushan gate wall, and they and Wushan can really be regarded as a common glory and a common humiliation.

And what sustains these relationships is nothing more than luck and culture.

Wu Shan handed the long knife back, got up and looked around, adding some tone to the defensive knife formation.

In the middle of the night, Wushan and the drama sentient beings, the border guard of the city handed over posts, and everyone spent a quiet night.

Early the next morning, after everyone put out the fire, they continued to the east.

It may be that there were giant fish wreaking havoc in this area before, and Wushan and the others have not encountered a single ghost from yesterday to now, and they have come calmly all the way.

It wasn't until noon that the first yin thing appeared in front of everyone, which was a common faceless yin ghost, which was cut into a puff of green smoke by a board axe of the border guarding city, and it disappeared.

"Hahaha...... Refreshing, this kind of low-level goods is easy to cut up! ”

Bian Shoucheng picked up a soul bead from the ground, wiped it on his clothes, and then took it into his arms, looking in a good mood.

Wu Shan looked into the distance, his eyebrows raised, he had already sensed that there was a yin and evil aura in the distance, and this road was getting more and more difficult to walk.

Before the sun set, Wu Shan and the others overcame all obstacles, and finally a fortress appeared in their field of vision, a small war fortress.

This is a triangular top, the column is the body of the fortress, the fort has the arrow tower on all sides of the corner tower to lean on, at a glance it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, it looks extremely solemn.

However, whether it was Wushan, or the drama sentient beings, or the three of Bian Shoucheng, Liu Hong, and Li Biao, everyone looked at the Jumu Fort in front of them and obediently closed their mouths.

There were no sentinels on the watchtower, no guards in the arrow tower, and no patrols on the walls.

Moreover, the gate of Jumu Fort was still wide open, and there was not a single doorman, and what Wu Shan and the others saw was a secluded and extremely strange Jumu Fort.

Even in Wushan's perception, the Jumu Fort in front of him did not have the slightest breath of life.

"Brother, this ......"

"Before it's dark, let's go check it out first!"

After Wu Shan said this, he had already slaughtered Tu Sheng upside down, and walked straight to Jumu Fort.

A long pointed bone also appeared in the hand of the drama sentient beings, and they followed behind Wu Shan in one step.

Bian Shoucheng, Liu Hong, and Li Biao hurriedly raised their knives to follow, and everyone moved forward vigilantly.

Such a strange eye-raising fort made the vigilance of several people raise it high.

Breaking through the city gate, Wu Shan glanced at the internal environment of Jumu Fort in front of him, because the sun had just set, Jumu Fort looked extremely eerie in the shadow of the city wall.

Wushan's chest was full of Chinese qi, and he took out a few spiritual lamps from the Nabao bag, and after each person divided one lamp, Wushan took the lead in investigating in Jumu Fort.

First of all, on the city wall, a few people from Wushan came up all the way, but there was no one to see, and there were swords, guns, swords and sickles scattered everywhere.

However, there were no corpses or anything like that on the ground.

Bian Shoucheng stepped forward and wanted to pick up a spear to see the situation.

"Don't move!"

The opera squatted to stop the border guards who had stretched out their big hands, and the drama sentient beings came to the side of the border guards, squatted down and carefully checked the ground.

"There are traces of blood, and although it has dried up for a long time, there are still some stains left."

When Wushan heard this, he also walked over and squatted to check it out.

"There are traces of blood that are not scattered, there are weapons left, but there are no bones, it is definitely not killed by someone, it is very likely that it was devoured by foreign beasts."

This is Wushan's speculation, but it is useless.

Everyone frowned and got up, continuing to check the situation on the city walls.

The corner tower was empty, and the arrow tower was messy, still empty.

Wu Shan looked at the military crossbow arrows scattered all over the place in the arrow tower, and after thinking about it for a while, he said to the drama sentient beings and others.

"Wait a minute!"

After the words fell, Wu Shan had already picked up the military crossbow, his body disappeared, and he moved these things into his writing space.

After a while, Wushan continued to lead the team to inspect Jumu Fort, but still found nothing, and could not find any clues.

Next, Wushan and they inspected the baggage warehouse, granary, weapons depot, and command room all the way...... Even a few people in the thatched house did not let go.

In the entire Jumu Fort, except for the messy weapons on the ground and some broken armor, Wushan and the others found nothing.

The strange thing is that the items in the baggage warehouse, weapons depot and other places are still there, as if there are still people maintaining them in the last second.

But there was not a single living person in the whole Jumu Fort, the situation was so strange, and the atmosphere was so gloomy.

"Find a closed room first, and we'll check it out tomorrow during the day."

As the night deepened, Wushan still felt that he would have a sense of security by finding a place to live first and arranging a psychedelic array and a defensive array.

Wu Shan and the others came to the top floor of Jumu Fort and found an observation room with dark windows in the front and back to live in.

Next, after the knife formation was arranged in Wushan, and the drama beings presided over the psychedelic array, everyone was really relieved.

Liu Hong took out some wood and wanted to make a fire to roast meat, but was stopped by Wushan.

"Don't make a fire tonight, don't make a noise, let's see what the hell is going on here."

When Liu Hong and Li Biao heard this, they quickly put away the wood, leaned aside and closed their eyes to rest.

On the other hand, he guarded the city, and since he entered the Jumu Fort, his mood has been extremely low.

"I was here the year before last, and I had a drink with the person in charge of this place, what the hell happened, and where did they go?"

The situation of Jumu Fort, the border guard city is very clear, there are 3,000 to 5,000 troops stationed here all year round, and this is not only a replenishment place for the troops to sweep outside, but also an important supply center.

Now that all the soldiers of Jumu Fort have disappeared out of thin air, this makes the border guard city unable to understand, what kind of existence can silently wipe out the defenders of Jumu Fort?

Bian Shoucheng knew very well in his heart that the person in charge here was a powerhouse in the fifth realm of qi and blood, just like Wushan.

Moreover, there are often scholars from the fourth realm of Wenqi who take tasks to come here on duty.

However, these people are all gone, silently, without a trace.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive, and everyone was silent.

Bian Shoucheng was holding two large axes, looking at the roof with blank eyes, and his expression was low.

The two brothers, Liu Hong and Li Biao, sat next to each other, half-squinting and pretending to sleep.

The drama sentient beings took out a book of saints and read it at night in the dark.

Wu Shan stood at the window, standing in the darkness, staring at the silence of the Jumu Fort.

Above the Eye Castle, in the void, a figure frowned and thought.

"How is it possible, the defenders of this fortress are not weak, where have they all gone?"

"Or are they all ......?"

The black shadow protecting Wushan stood in the void and pondered, and after a while, the black shadow quietly fell into the Jumu Fort.

I don't know what means the black shadow used to hide in Wushan's misty flower array, so that Wushan and the opera beings were unaware.

The night is getting darker and darker, and it is getting deeper and deeper!

In the middle of the night, Wushan was still staring at the dark and gloomy Jumu Fort, and found nothing.

In the next second, Wu Shan, whose eyes were originally slightly narrowed, suddenly narrowed his pupils sharply, and saw an incredible scene.

I don't know when, in the Raised Eyes Fort, wisps of blue silk threads floated silently.

The silk thread came from nowhere, and it was constantly spreading to the outside of the Lifting Eye Castle, and the silk thread penetrated through the cracks and occupied every space.

Just as Wu Shan's mind was recovering and he was about to walk out of the dark room to observe carefully, an anxious and slightly ethereal voice came into his ears.

"It's not good, this is the Abyss Silk Veil, quickly take a few of them into your text space, or they will all die."

When Wushan heard this, he didn't think about it, and the two of them hid in the text space with the four of them, Bian Shoucheng, Liu Hong, and Li Biao.

Wushan's sudden action made the four people in the play unclear, and they all looked at Wushan blankly, and everyone's eyes were full of confusion.

Wu Shan took a few breaths to ease his tension.

Wushan didn't know who was transmitting the sound, but when he heard the words of the Abyss Silk Curtain, Wushan chose to run away without hesitation.

Just kidding, when Wu Shan checked the relevant materials of the underworld in the library, one of the most terrifying and strange things he saw was the Abyss Silk Curtain.

The abyssal silk curtain, the source is unknown, it is silent when it appears, and it disappears without a trace.

However, all the people, gods, ghosts, and beasts who have come into contact with the abyssal silk curtain will all disappear, and they will not know where to go, and they will die and live.

The Abyss Silk Veil is known as one of the ten weird things in the underworld.

"There is an abyssal silk curtain in Jumu Castle, which is the ...... of the underworld world"

Wu Shan stabilized his mind and explained to everyone.

Bian Shoucheng, Liu Hong, and Li Biao didn't feel anything, and before Wushan finished speaking, the scholars had already exclaimed.

"Abyss Silk Veil, how is it possible?"

Wu Shan handed a "You know the abyss silk curtain" look to the opera sentient beings, and the latter's face flashed with horror and worry, but it quickly disappeared.

"The Abyssal Silk Veil, one of the most mysterious beings in the underworld, all the ...... who have come into contact with it Existence, all gone, or rather dead. ”

When the drama sentient beings said this, it was a little difficult to describe, and they thought about the words again.

"As far as I know, many ancient books have mentioned all the beings who have come into contact with the Abyss Silk Veil, including other races, souls, and alien beasts...... will disappear, our clan has records, there are people who read books to contact the abyss behind the silk scenes, people have disappeared, and his life card has also been broken. ”

"All beings who have come into contact with the Abyssal Silk Curtain are recognized as dead, or absorbed."

The drama sentient beings looked at Wushan and said what they knew about the abyss silk curtain, which was a rumored and extremely strange existence.

"Different space is the best way to avoid the abyss silk curtain, and text space is a kind of different space."

"Of course, Nabao is also counted, but the space of Nabao is not only small, but it is also difficult for living creatures to survive."