Mu Heng found a ready-to-wear shop, bought a few sets of clothes, and put away the original robes, neatly folded them and placed them in the middle of the bamboo box. After packing up, I plan to find a place to eat and sleep.

"Hey, Dao Chief, it's so dark, why don't you close the stall?" Walking back the way I came, I met the previous fortune teller again.

When the Taoist priest saw someone talking, he saw Mu Heng waving to him not far away.

Mu Heng, who changed into a cyan robe, had a lot of improvement in temperament, and the sloppy Taoist priest was surprised: "I haven't seen you for a while, why did you change your outfit?" ”

"You can't always wear a set of clothes, don't talk about this, the Taoist hasn't eaten yet, why don't I invite the Taoist to have a drink?" Although I don't like this Taoist priest, I finally know each other, and finding someone to eat with can also relieve the sorrow of loneliness.

"Very good, it seems that the little brother is making money, congratulations. The little brother intends to invite, but I am disrespectful, please take the little brother to taste the best osmanthus brew. Saying that, he cleaned up the stall and pulled Mu Heng away.

"Tsk." took a sip gently, and his mouth was full of the sweet fragrance of osmanthus, and Mu Heng fell in love with this osmanthus brew.

"Why do you need light blue and crimson, it is the first class among flowers." Osmanthus has never been pleasing in color.

Coming to this world, Mu Heng is not only adventurous but also practicing, and eating is an errand that can be "handled", and he has not drunk so easily for a long time.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful. The wine is wonderful, the words are wonderful, and the people are even better. The old Taoist priest took a sip and smiled.

Brushing his gray beard, the old Taoist priest asked again: "The little brother has nothing to grow in the afternoon, why is he suddenly rich now?" ”

"The Taoist can call me Mu Heng. Speaking of making money, it was purely an accident, so don't mention it, don't mention it. Mu Heng didn't want to tell him about going to Qinglou to "do business", he was just talking haha.

"I think Dao Changxing's divination technique, could it be that he is also an outsider?" Mu Heng was a little curious about this Taoist priest, so he wanted to touch his heels.

"Yes and no, it's just a little bit of a thing, it's not enough. Come, drink. ”

Mu Heng saw that he didn't want to say it, and he didn't force it, when he met in Pingshui, it was fate to be able to drink happily at the same table, and he still crossed over I don't know how much time and space.

The old Taoist priest saw that Mu Heng seemed to be curious, so he said again: "Brother Mu, you will know in the future, and it is useless to talk more now." ”

"Dao Chief, please." Although the slightly sweet osmanthus wine is mellow, the degree is lower, which only slightly comforts the wine worm in the stomach. In my previous life, I was at school, and a few buddies in the dormitory were in the summer, beer and barbecue, and a drink was a whole night.

didn't take a few sips, Mu Heng suddenly felt a little chill around him, obviously it was midsummer, and it was normal to have some chill at night, but it was strange to have a cold atmosphere. He tightened his clothes and asked the old Taoist priest, "Daoist, have you felt a cold aura?" ”

"Yes, some, it's coming from the northeast." The old Taoist priest took a sip of wine and groaned.

"Is something strange happening?" Mu Heng was shocked and a little excited, he could see the strange things in this world, and he could adjust the boredom of his cultivation.

"I'm afraid that something evil has been born." The old Taoist priest looked worried, as if he had expected what was happening.

"Dao Chief, let's go and see the excitement."

"Little Brother Mu Heng, your habit of joining in the fun is not good, and it is easy to die early." The old Taoist priest didn't want to go, but he drank other people's wine, and it didn't look like he didn't follow.

"Bah, let's just watch the excitement, and it's not looking for someone to work hard." After settling the account, Mu Heng took the old Taoist priest to the place of the incident.

The source of the cold qi is like a firelight in the dark night, which is particularly conspicuous, and the closer Mu Heng gets, the more he can feel the specific location of the cold qi.

"Right there, keep up, Daoist." Mu Heng felt the area where the cold air was the heaviest, and the steps under his feet did not stop for a moment, looking at the direction of the destination from afar, there seemed to be a pitch-black light constantly flickering.

"Slow down, slow down, take care of the elderly, the legs and feet are not so sharp." The old Taoist priest was urged by Mu Heng to hurry up, constantly panting.

"Dao Chief, your physical fitness is not good, you have to exercise." Mu Heng saw that his breathing was not very smooth, so he slowed down his pace a little and complained.

"Nonsense, can you compare with you young people, how old am I?" When the old Taoist priest heard this, his eyes suddenly straightened and he glared at Mu Hengdao.

"Looks like there's a fight over there." Visually inspecting the distance was no more than a mile, Mu Heng noticed the tension of the atmosphere, as well as the disorder of breath.

"Indeed, let's not go, it's not worth giving away our lives." The old Taoist priest also seemed to sense the strangeness of the atmosphere, and wanted to retreat, so he persuaded in a low voice.

"Don't worry about the Dao Chief, let's just take a look, don't get close." Mu Heng was curious, how could he retreat at this time.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them came to a mansion with the words "Chen Mansion" hanging on the door, and the red gate showed that this was not an ordinary family.

"It smells of blood." The air was suddenly mixed with a smell of blood, and Mu Heng also felt the seriousness of the matter, and guessed in his heart that a murder had happened.

"Don't go in, little brother shepherd." The old Taoist priest found that the situation was wrong, so he wanted to slip away, and then said: "Didn't Poor Dao tell you before, your Yin Tang is black, I am afraid that there will be a bad omen, and it is better not to mix with the little brother Mu." ”

"I don't believe that, let's go in and have a look, be careful." Mu Heng put the bamboo cane in front of him horizontally and quietly walked towards the Chen Mansion.

"It's strange, how can such a big mansion be so empty?" Mu Heng turned around, he couldn't remember how many turns he made, he didn't see anyone, and he couldn't help but feel strange in his heart.

"Bold ghosts, dare to do evil at the foot of my Yuqing Xingzhai Mountain, don't hurry up and catch it." Just as Mu Heng was looking for clues, a coquettish cry sounded in his ears, and there was a wisp of crying in the shouting.

"Hey, why is this voice so familiar, and it also reported the door number of Yuqing Xingzhai?" Hearing the words Yuqing Xingzhai, Mu Heng's heart was also a little more settled, there should be no danger with cultivators.

Following the voice, Mu Heng and the two walked into the courtyard in the middle. Pushing open the door, the scene that entered the eyes saw Mu Heng's scalp numb, hands and feet twitching.

In the courtyard of the main house, the ground was full of corpses, men, women and children, whose faces were pale and their expressions were extremely miserable, and they were very frightening. The blood beneath the corpse had gathered into a river, and the thick smell of blood continued to evaporate.

In the background is a mourning hall with the word "Lay" in large black letters, which adds an eerie atmosphere to the scene.

"Gross." Mu Heng, who had never seen so many corpses before, seemed to have come to a hellish scene, his stomach was tumbling, and all the wine and food he had eaten just now vomited out.

After vomiting, he felt more comfortable, and looked back at the old Taoist priest, but he didn't react as violently as he did, just looked up at the back of the main house, looking for something.

"The fight is behind, let's go." Mu Heng adjusted, stepped on the gap between the corpses, and walked to the backyard.

"Hey, why is that woman so much like Senior Sister Yunjin." Mu Heng crossed a corner, and saw a white and pink figure hanging in the air with a flying sword, and after a closer look, he found that it was really Luo Yunjin, and he was both happy and worried in his heart.

Because on the opposite side of Luo Yunjin, there was a monster with a blue face and fangs and a sinister face. The monster was about one and a half years tall, and its clothes seemed to be torn apart by its flesh, and its thick body was able to peek through the cracks. The nails at the ends of his hands have grown to 20 centimeters long, and they look very sharp. The huge feet are like two cattail fans, and the toenails are also scary.

The monster was constantly exuding a cold aura, and the temperature of the entire space dropped a lot.

The fear in his heart slowly rose, and Mu Heng swallowed deeply.

"Senior brother, get out of here, this ghost thing is a bit powerful, I'm not an opponent." When Luo Yunjin saw Mu Heng, he was also happy in his heart, and then turned into worry, and reminded Mu Heng to leave.

"Senior sister, senior brother won't leave you alone, you have to go together." Mu Heng saw that Luo Yunjin was anxious, so he guessed that she was afraid that she would not be able to cope with it. At this time, she can't be left here alone, otherwise she can be considered a man.

"Dao Chief, do you know what kind of monster this is?" Mu Heng didn't know the current situation, and he didn't know how to start.

"This monster is absorbing dead air, stop him quickly, if he waits for him to absorb all the dead qi here, the three of us are afraid that we will have to explain here." The Taoist priest carefully observed the monster for a long time and reminded him loudly.

Mu Heng took a closer look at the monster again, it was frozen in the air at the moment, its eyes were closed, its hands were open as if it was hugging something, and there was a fluctuation under it, as if something called death by the Taoist priest was absorbed into his body.

"Senior sister, quickly take out your sword and kill this monster, he is absorbing death qi, stop him." Mu Heng seemed to grasp the life-saving straw and relayed the words of the Taoist priest to Luo Yunjin.

"Senior brother, it's not very useful, before you came, I stabbed it a few times, but I didn't hurt its roots." Luo Yunjin looked anxious, he had never encountered this kind of emergency, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

"Senior sister, come over first, let's discuss countermeasures."

"Dao Chief, what the hell is this, is there a way to deal with it?" Mu Heng was anxious in his heart, and when he saw that the Taoist priest seemed to have a certain understanding of this thing, he put his hope on him.

"This is a ghost who was too resentful before he was born, and his soul turned into a ghost after death."

"Devil?" In my previous life, there was a saying about a powerful ghost on the earth, but I hadn't seen it myself.

"Not bad. Does Brother Mu know about the Corpse Soul Clan? The Taoist priest then asked.

"Corpse Soul Clan, is it Corpse Soul Clan?" Mu Heng remembered the races of this world that he had seen in the Daozang Hall before, including the Corpse Soul Clan located in the Xuanji Ice Domain.

"Yes, it's the Corpse Soul Clan."

"How did the Corpse Soul Clan come here?" Mu Heng was puzzled.

It stands to reason that the human race and the corpse soul clan are opposite races, even if the corpse soul clan wants to make trouble, they will not run to the foot of Yuqing Xingzhai Mountain, one of the base camps of the human race.

"It's not the Corpse Soul Clan who came here, but the people here who have transformed into the Corpse Soul Clan." The Taoist priest denied Mu Heng's speculation, and then said solemnly to Mu Heng.