"What the hell are you thinking? Where did the cultivators in this place go? ”

Ji Yuan sat at the wooden table, one hand supporting his chin, his eyes fixed on the burning oil lamp in front of him, and muttered to himself at the same time.

Originally, he was worried about colliding directly with the ghosts here, but the other party came with such a hand, which made him a little uncomfortable, and even after thinking about it for half an hour, he had the idea of simply breaking the jar and breaking it.

The big deal is to find it directly, as for whether it is life or death in the end, whether he Ji Yuan will kill the demon tonight, or whether it will become the other party's plate delicacy, then you will only know if you have done it in your hand.

But as soon as he thought of the sect that he had originally cultivated here, the young man dispelled the thoughts in his heart again.

Originally, the cultivation sect in this place was called 'Bright Moon View', within a radius of 300 miles from Qianyu City, it can be regarded as somewhat famous, although it is also a branch of the Daomen, but it is a relatively remote Yin and Cold Exercise.

The incense in this sect is not very prosperous, there are only about 20 people in total, but maybe it is because the Guannei Gong is good, or it may be because it occupies a piece of feng shui treasure land, so in terms of strength, it can also be ranked in the middle and lower reaches of the territory of Qianyu City.

If Ji Yuan is not mistaken, the master of the Bright Moon View is a qi practitioner who has stepped into the second realm of cultivation and cultivated mana, holding the powerful magic weapon 'Cold Moon Shuttle' inherited by the sect.

And in addition to this Guan Master, there are also two elders of the sect who are also monks with mana, although the magic weapons in their hands are of inferior grade, they are far beyond ordinary weapons.

As for the other disciples in the Bright Moon Temple, the weakest ones also have cultivation in the early and middle stages of enlightenment, and several of them are in the late stage of enlightenment, and they are also a little famous within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Such a cultivation sect that is not weak in strength has disappeared without a trace, and the place of cultivation is occupied by a group of yin and evil ghosts, no matter how you think about it, this matter is full of weirdness.

And this is also one of the main reasons why Ji Yuan didn't lift the table directly, every sect of the people has quietly disappeared, just a little Taoist like him who has just stepped into the path of cultivation, what can he call for a board?

"But it's not a problem to stay like this!"

The young man sighed in distress, he couldn't keep spending time with each other until daytime, right?

Let's not talk about whether the ghosts in this place will not be dormant after daylight, just say that if they get along with each other, he will definitely clean up the uninvited guests on his own territory before dawn.

In this way, although the night is long, the time is not really enough.

'Knock, knock, knock. ’

Just as he was thinking of a way to break the game, there was a sudden knock on the door, Ji Yuan's face immediately changed, and one hand was directly stretched into the sleeve robe.

After all, he is also a monk, although he has not yet cultivated mana, but his physique is much stronger than ordinary people, although he was distracted thinking about things before, but no one should be outside the door, he has not noticed it at all.

While frightened in his heart, he hurriedly looked towards the door, but there was no light outside the room except for the moonlight, which was not enough to reflect the shadow of the future on the door.

"Who?"

When the knock sounded again, Ji Yuan spoke in a calm voice.

"Ki Yuan? Ji Daoyou? ”

After a few breaths, a young voice came from outside the door, and it was not difficult to hear the joy in his tone.

Listening to the familiar voice in his ears, a figure suddenly appeared in Ji Yuan's mind, it was a friend he had made in Qianyu City, a young Taoist who was only a few years older than him.

"Song River!"

He quickly got up from the table, walked to the door quickly, and reached out to open the door.

It's just that at the same time, in his other hand, he already has more than a dozen attack talismans, once something is wrong, and he is not a familiar friend outside the door, he will immediately throw out the talisman and give the other party a head-on blow.

Fortunately, when the door opened, the figure that appeared was indeed the one he knew, the young Taoist Song He from Mingyue Temple.

However, even if he saw it with his own eyes, he still did not let his guard down, and the left hand hidden behind him was still holding a large handful of talismans, ready to throw them in the other party's face at any time.

Song He seemed to see the little Taoist's thoughts, but he didn't break it, his eyes swirled around his friend's body, and then he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"Song He, what are you?"

Ji Yuan's brows furrowed slightly, looking at his friend who was torn and covered in blood, he had some guesses in his heart.

Hearing this, the young Taoist shook his head and didn't say anything, just glanced into the room a few times, and motioned for the first room to speak.

Squeak~yah!

After the door was closed, Song He turned around abruptly, his eyes were bloodshot and said, "How did you come to this place?" You shouldn't have come in! ”

The young man was startled at first, and when he saw that the other party did not pounce, he quietly put down his raised left hand and almost threw the talisman out.

At the same time, he also understood the meaning of Song He's words, but there were some things that he didn't want to do, so he couldn't do it, and in that situation, if he hadn't stepped on that path, he believed that the ghosts in the mansion would definitely attack him directly.

"You're as cautious as ever."

Glancing at the talisman in his hand, Song He nodded slightly, and his hanging heart was slightly lowered.

"What happened here, why did a good view of the bright moon become a deep mountain mansion?"

Ji Yuan asked as he spoke, taking out the water bladder from his baggage and handing it to the young Taoist whose lips were already chapped.

Although there was a kettle in the house, he didn't dare to eat anything in this place rashly, otherwise he wouldn't know if he was drugged or plotted.

"I don't know ...... either"

Song He poured most of the water bladder in one go, and muttered with fear in his eyes: "It became like this overnight, the original Taoist temple disappeared and became a vast mansion, and even a large bamboo forest grew around it, and even on the side of the path leading to the outside of the mountain, mass graves appeared out of thin air!" ”

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, the fear in his eyes became more and more intense, and even the green tendons on his forehead appeared, and a pair of palms holding water bladders were trembling.

And in Song He's narration, Ji Yuan gradually learned about what happened a few days ago.

Just five days ago on the night, the entire Falling Soul Slope suddenly shook, and everyone in the Bright Moon Temple walked out of the door one after another, but before they could go to investigate, the tremors had already subsided.

But at the same time, a large amount of Yin Qi came out of the ground, and the amount and purity were far beyond what they usually saw, and a mansion that covered an extremely large area also replaced the original Taoist temple at this time.

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and the Lord wanted to take us out of this mansion first, but we were attacked by countless unjust spirits."

Song He's eyes were red and he said, "In order to rush out of the mansion, the Guan Master and an elder were killed by a powerful ghost, and half of the disciples were also eaten by countless unjust souls!" ”

At the cost of heavy casualties, the only remaining elder finally rushed out of the mansion with half of his disciples, but when he passed through the bamboo forest outside, there was a strange appearance.

Countless yellow-green bamboos seemed to have life, moving quickly and suddenly, blocking the way of the audience in the bright moon, and the falling bamboo leaves were like sharp swords, which could leave blood marks on people's bodies if they were lightly slashed.

In addition, the bamboo body was constantly stabbed, and its strength even exceeded the strength of the late stage of enlightenment.

In the end, when Song He and the others rushed out of the bamboo forest, there were only four or five remaining half of the disciples left, and as for the other elder in the view, he had been pierced by more than a dozen bamboos, sucking up his essence blood and mana.

"We finally met the pink skeleton in the mass grave!"

Until this time, the fear in Song He's heart accumulated to the peak, and the pressure made two lines of tears continue to fall from the corners of his eyes.

He looked at the roof blankly, and muttered: "You can't imagine how terrifying that ghost thing is, just a look made several senior brothers lose their minds and kill each other, if it weren't for the 'Cold Moon Shuttle' handed over to me by the Lord before his death, and sent a cold breath at a critical moment, I'm afraid I would have died under the sword of a certain senior brother......"