In front of the house of the 'fifth brother'.

Chen Shaoan looked at the dusty and locked door, and felt a little embarrassed in his heart.

Who would have thought that the ruins that were so popular would be found in the courtyard of the second room of the Chen family.

This is brand new and unopened, authentic and original, and it is exciting to think about.

Subconsciously, Chen Shao'an held the clan elder's order tightly with his left hand.

He is a foundation builder in the early stage of cultivation, and for the entire immortal cultivation world, he is the lowest level of rookie.

What gave him the courage to explore the ruins on his own?

Is it the spirit-level robe on his body that can be repaired automatically?

No, there are still seventeen prohibitions in his hand, eight attacks and nine defenses.

"Later, if you go in, the first thing you feel is wrong is right, so you can open the protection ban first."

"There is only one life, and there are nine times to protect the ban, if the life is gone, the ban is still there, wouldn't it be a very aggrieved death."

He smiled self-deprecatingly, and the hand holding the token tighter, what he was holding in his hand was his own life.

Familiar walked to the bookshelf, took out the Mongolian reading book, and Chen Shaoan walked out with such a loud voice.

After a few breaths, the room once again showed the strange scene from before, and it suddenly became clean.

And the light around him also dimmed.

It was still sunny and daylight, and suddenly there were dark clouds covering the sun.

Under the subtle perception, the surrounding sounds suddenly disappeared in the time of a few breaths just now.

When he was about to drip blood, Chen Shaoan suddenly remembered a question.

Why was Chen Shaoxin pulled in last time?

It's as if he was supposed to belong here.

Moreover, it came from the outside.

After a slight hesitation, Chen Shaoan walked to the edge of the wall, and when he had the idea of flipping through the past, he felt a panic.

"If I'm going to open the door in the clan ancestral hall, I think I'll feel the same way."

I thought about it, there are still many rules in this, and it is difficult to understand.

Now Chen Shaoan has no interest in exploring for the time being.

Let's talk about the ruins first.

Then, the fingertips cut through the fingers, and a drop of sperm blood dripped on the top of the Mengxue reading.

Hey?

Chen Shaoan was stunned.

I saw that the essence blood slowly slipped and fell from the Mengxue reading materials, and it was not absorbed.

"Could it be that this thing isn't the key?"

While thinking about it, Chen Shaoan walked to the bookshelf, looked at the rows of books, and only felt that his scalp was numb.

I didn't dig into it before, whether it means that these books are all invisible.

It's a big loss, how much blood has to drop.

I'm afraid it's not going to be sucked dry.

It's just, what else can I do, make it.

Chen Shao'an put the Mengxue reading materials back in their place, and then found Uncle Zhang and got a few old ginseng sticks to replenish qi and blood in case of emergency.

If it really doesn't work, it's like a radish to gnaw.

It's also easy to control what you can see and what you can't.

Directly call an account office and register all the big and small things in the house.

Although this request was a bit strange, the account office naturally did not dare to ask more, so he had to do it.

Chen Shao'an stared at the sidelines, and from time to time asked him to write down the size and color of the object.

After almost half an hour, I finally got things done.

Sent away the account room, Chen Shaoan looked at the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and many books on the bookcase.

Gritting his teeth, he took out a ginseng the size of a radish, chewed it in a few bites and swallowed it.

Feeling a wave of heat rising in his lower abdomen, Chen Shao'an's left fingertips cut through the palm of his right hand, and with a secret effort, a blood flower suddenly soared.

Under the control of spiritual power, all of them are sprinkled on these 'invisible' things.

"It turned out to be you."

Chen Shaoan picked up the brush on the pen stand, this is the 'key'.

With the connection of the mind, a portal appeared in the middle of the room.

Chen Shaoan took a deep breath.

Walk up to the door and just hold the token in your left hand.

I opened it, looked at the familiar smoke, and stepped straight in.

"Where is this?"

When the familiar trance passed, what appeared in front of Chen Shao'an was a winding gravel path.

On both sides of the path, there are lush rice paddies, and in the distance are busy mountains.

Blue sky and white clouds, insects and birds chirping, occasional breeze blowing, and you can smell the fragrance of flowers.

Chen Shaoan is a little confused now.

If it weren't for the brush in his hand, he could always perceive the portal, and he thought he had traveled somewhere.

No, maybe in a way, it's a kind of crossing.

However, the problem we are facing now is to find people first.

From the ground, you can see that this is not a wild place, and the stone paths built are clearly man-made.

This also made Chen Shaoan's mind settle down a lot.

Letting go of the perception, Chen Shaoan quickly felt the thinness of the aura here.

It is only about one-fifth of what it looks like in the outside world.

"It's okay, with such a thin aura, the ceiling here won't be very high, but it's more suitable for me now."

Looking at the sky, unlike the noon outside, this is probably what it looks like in the morning.

Chen Shaoan also doesn't ink.

Just follow the gravel path.

About half an hour later, a small amount of smoke rose in front of him, and a village appeared in Chen Shao'an's eyes.

Chen Shaoxin was overjoyed, and hurriedly quickened his pace and walked forward.

After a stick of incense,

Chen Shaoan stood at the gate of the village, his face heavy.

Because in front of him, the whole village was eerily quiet, as if there were no living people.

But the smoke of the cooking stove was burning from every house.

It's like someone is cooking at the moment.

After thinking about it, Chen Shaoan didn't ask out loud if there was anyone here.

Instead, he quietly walked inside.

The village is very clean, except for a few spilled leaves, the bluestone slabs, it seems that there are often people cleaning.

However, Chen Shao'an's face became more and more solemn.

For when he passed by a gate, it was open to see the dining table inside.

There was a steaming meal on the table, as if it had just come out of the pot.

Next to the rice bowl, there are also pairs of chopsticks neatly placed.

But inside the door, there was not the slightest sound.

The whole village, as if no one existed, was eerily quiet.

Chen Shao'an has already put his hand on the clan elder order again at this moment, as long as there is any abnormality, he will definitely not hesitate to open the guardian ban.

But when he walked through most of the villages, he didn't find a single living person.

Chen Shaoan thought about it, and finally walked straight along the path, and soon came to the village ancestral hall.

No matter where the village is, there is a custom of worshipping ancestors or gods.

And the ancestral hall, normally speaking, is the core of a village.

If you want to know something, the ancestral hall is the place where you are most likely to leave a clue.