Yushan is close to the outer mountain on the west side of the Yue country, there are wars, thieves, demons, and ghosts all the year round, so there are countless dead, and the yin qi is particularly deep.

Qingcang is the sun of the half-Jiao, suppressing all evils and not daring to approach. As soon as he's gone now, those guys are coming.

Bai Lan walked into the heavy ghost mist, this Yin Qi Mist Illusion is only afraid that it is composed of many ghosts, otherwise it will not be able to gather such a deep ghost qi and suppress the mountains.

Therefore, if you want to break the formation, then go straight into the center of the big formation with a single sword.

The other party is hiding gods and ghosts, it is nothing more than one reason, there is no certainty of defeating him, because even if the phantom array is deployed, this is still a mountain.

Therefore, Bai Lan Fang dared to go deep into the center of the phantom array and move forward calmly.

He picked up the flute, blew it gently, and the low sound of the flute was transmitted into the mountains and forests, and he walked in the mountains and horrors with a touch of sadness.

"Woo woo woo~"

"Woo woo woo~"

"Woo woo woo~"

The sound of the flute spread farther and farther away, and the sound of rustling sounded in the quiet and silent mountain forest, as if something was crawling, and the sound of a baby crying was mixed into the sound of the flute, and it was getting closer and closer.

Bai Lan closed his eyes, stepped on Tiangang, and changed his tone with each step, and the sound of the children's night crying around him seemed to have some kind of magic, but it was never able to surround Bai Lan's hearing.

The most important thing is to blind the five senses, such as mouth, ears, nose, eyes, touch, etc.

The crying of the babies around them became more and more rapid and ferocious, and the babies covered in blood crawled out from among the leaves, in the bushes, in front of and behind them, all of them were baby girls, and their eyes with blood and resentment rolled and locked onto Bai Lan.

A one-eyed baby boy crawled and laughed weirdly, looking weird and terrifying in the crying of this group of babies.

He held his eyeball with one hand, his eyeball was rolling in his hand, and his eyeless eye socket was still bleeding, and he really staggered towards Bai Lan.

When he got to him, he let out a murky and low strange voice, "Big brother, I'm so hungry, we're so hungry." ”

As he spoke, his bloodstained and sludge-covered hands were about to grab the hem of Bai Lan's shirt.

Xiao Yin suddenly stopped, Bai Lan opened his eyes, and his golden vertical pupils shone brightly, "Child, you can't stain other people's clothes, you know?" ”

The baby boy was stunned for a moment, and then continued: "Uncle, we are hungry, can we eat uncle?" As he spoke, he let out a grocking chuckle, put his other finger in his mouth and gnawed, and laughed, "We're hungry!" ”

Hundreds of ghost babies around them spoke at the same time: "We... Hungry. ”

Bai Lan stretched out his hand and grabbed it, took away the eyeballs of the male ghost baby, and said to himself: "You are hungry, what does it matter to me?" Not my child? ”

The male ghost baby began to get angry, "We're hungry, we're going to eat." ”

As he spoke, his body rushed towards Bai Lan.

But at this moment, as soon as Bai Lan's sleeves were raised, a small red snake pounced, instantly turned from a foot long to a two-zhang long giant python, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed the male ghost baby in one bite.

Bai Lan chuckled, "It just so happens that my children are hungry too. ”

As he spoke, he blew the flute again, and a big python suddenly crawled out of the surroundings, all of which were blood-filled pythons, and a small ghost devoured them.

These imps were so frightened that they fled in all directions, but there was not a single imp that did not become food in the sound of the white flute.

Beside him, giant pythons were entwined and devoured, and Bai Lan walked all the way without blood.

"Woo~"

"Woo~"

Two voices sounded at the same time, and a little girl with a pale face led a little boy like a puppet, wearing a big red flower dress, and walked towards her.

The little girl saw Bai Lan and asked sadly, "Uncle, have you seen my brother?" ”

Bai Lan stopped the flute again, he didn't care about the title of uncle or anything.

Spread out your hand, a strange eye in the palm of your hand.

"Are you talking about the owner of this eyeball?"

"Wow! Thou... You pay back my brother! The little daughter wept, and the two lines of bloody tears flowed down her pale face and looked very strange.

Bai Lan stretched out a hand, and the little girl instantly retreated.

"Aren't you looking for your brother? I'll take you to him. ”

A faint smile, a moon-white robe, and a handsome face full of kindness.

The little girl's face collapsed, her face fell, a bloody face let out a beast-like howl, and her fingers turned into sharp ten-fingered ghost claws, which could cut people's hearts.

The puppet-like imp also moved.

He lifted his hand and grabbed it into his eyes.

Suddenly, one of Bai Lan's arms unconsciously raised and slowly grabbed his eyes.

The little female ghost instantly appeared next to Bai Lan, and a claw poked into her heart, but in front of her was a phantom body.

At this time, the white figure behind the little girl flashed out, and the back of her head was nodden with a long flute, "Uncle is here." ”

The little girl swept behind her with a swift hand, but once again grabbed the air.

The puppet imp scanned for a long time, but he couldn't find Bai Lan's figure.

If outsiders are present, they will find a horrific scene.

The little girl and the puppet imp had a small snake crawling on the frame of their eyes, covering their eyes.

Bai Lan ignored the two motionless imps and walked straight to the depths of the Yin Mist.

"Whew~"

"Whew~"

The wind gusted and the mist was like a tide, blowing Bai Lan's clothes in the dark night, but they could not stop him from moving forward.

The boundless mist gradually gathered into arms that poked out, struggling, screaming and grabbing Bai Lan, with resentment, unwillingness, and anger trying to grab Bai Lan and pull him down from the Infernal Hell.

Bai Lan held the flute on his back, his golden pupils flashed suddenly, suddenly, the sky and the earth were quiet, all the sinking hands were fixed, and he walked calmly and calmly through the forest-like group of hands and claws.

After walking through countless sinking hands, there is a coffin in front of you.

Except for the coffin, there is nothing else.

Bai Lan chuckled, "Interesting." ”

He used the tail of the flute a little, the wooden lid of the coffin opened, Bai Lan's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a person lying inside.

It turned out to be himself!

Bai Lan in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes, looked at each other, and sank.

Bai Lan returned to the beginning of the road, blowing the flute all the way, and encountered more than 100 little ghosts blocking the way.

Then the little girl and the puppet imp blocked the way, and finally walked through the hand of perdition, opened the coffin and repeated again.

The cycle over and over again, like a shadow puppet show, was played one play after another.

In the Valley of the Snake King, the yin qi was so thick that it could not be increased, and a female ghost walked out of the mist, followed by three curious imps.

"Mother, how long do you think that demon will be lost?" This is the little female ghost.

A little man beside him who was holding his hand, but had no eyeballs in his hand, smiled evilly: "Then who knows?" ”

The ghost mother's pale and soft face chuckled, "How can a little snake who has cultivated for more than 300 years escape the palms of our mothers?"

Hurry up and search for one or two, take away all the good treasures in this valley, and take them back to the Gu Master, maybe you can exchange them for some blood food to improve your cultivation! ”

The three imps immediately searched around the valley.

The ghost mother looked around the valley, searched and found nothing, and then stood on the boulder and waited.

At this time, bored, she glanced at the falling willow leaves, her expression changed, and she spread out her palm to see the willow leaves in her palms, without lines and pulses!

The ghost mother's expression changed dramatically in an instant, "It's not good, crying, resentment, hatred, come back quickly!" ”

"Click~"

The valley was quiet, and a figure walked out behind the ghost mother, chuckling: "I, the Snake King Valley, can I still satisfy a few people?" ”

The ghost mother turned around suddenly, her pupils shrank, "How could you have broken my Yin Netherworld Reincarnation Array?" ”

Bai Lan turned the long flute, raised his arm, and the jade flute pointed to the sky, and the golden mountain of the big sunrise.

The surrounding gloomy fog receded, and the Snake King Valley also shattered as a water curtain mirror.

Bai Lan was still standing in front of the coffin, but the coffin was empty, and the countless complex formations on the ground were carved with the blood of people covered in the cloudy days of the lunar year.

The three imps were exposed to the sun and roared incessantly, turning into a cloud of black gas and rushing into the coffin.

"Bang~"

Bai Lan gently pushed and closed the coffin.

"Ah~ Damn. Mother, help me! ”

"I'm going to kill you~"

The three imps screamed and screamed, and they couldn't get into the coffin, so they could only rush to the ghost mother and burrow into her stomach.

The ghost mother's belly instantly swelled, twice as large as the belly of a woman who was pregnant for ten months, purple stripes appeared on her belly, and her soft face also showed a hideous and painful expression, and let out a roar.

The smile on Bai Lan's face gradually disappeared, like a snake looking directly at each other indifferently and ruthlessly, and then waved his hand, and under the brilliant sun, the True Yang Mirror burst into thousands of golden lights and blocked the ghost mother.

The ghost mother cursed coldly: "Evil animal, a snake demon, dare to descend to me? ”

She was full of gloom and resentment, and the resentful ghosts of the middle realm had already condensed into the entity, although she still didn't like and hated the sun, she could already walk under the sun for a while.

Bai Lan looked at the true yang mirror and really couldn't hold the other party for a while, so he pinned the long flute to his waist, took out a string of sandalwood beads from his sleeve, pinched up the wooden beads, and recited the Buddhist scriptures, "The Great Nirvana Sutra".

The sound of the Buddha was recited by him with the divine power of incense, which naturally contains the magic power of the gods and Buddhas, is just and bright, eliminates all evils, and dispels all ghosts.

The ghost mother roared in shock, "You are a snake demon, how can you recite Buddhist scriptures?" ”

But Bai Lan didn't answer her, the Taoist Buddhist scriptures came out, and the Bodhi in the Buddha dispelled ghosts and evils, and Dafa suppressed grievances in his heart. He has been reciting the Great Nirvana Sutra for more than 300 years, and the Buddha of the Taoist character pattern has gradually emerged, even if it is not the great mantra of the past life mantra that specializes in overcoming demons and evils, it is already very terrifying for ghosts.

After reciting it again, the ghost mother had been shattered by the True Yang Mirror and Buddhist scriptures, and she was dying.

Bai Lan stopped and said, "Ghost mother, you have harmed a lot of people, as it should be. It's just that I remember that your three children are suffering from life, so I will spare your life, and after the three ghosts get rid of their resentment, I will send them to the Chenghuang Yin Division to be reincarnated.

As for you, just wait for the judgment of the underworld. ”

"Why? Why? The ghost mother roared: "Why did I end up like this after being tortured and humiliated? ”

Bai Lan said lightly: "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end." Before you were born, you fought for favor when you were pregnant, and you did not hesitate to look for pregnant women from poor families, forcibly take the placenta for food, eat other people's children, and vainly embrace your own children.

Even if there is no Gu Master of the Seven Gu Sect looking for you to cultivate Gu, you will have a miserable fate in this life. ”

The ghost mother exclaimed, "How do you know this? ”

Bai Lan didn't plan to answer, picked up the gourd on his waist, took the ghost mother, and put it on the gourd with a sandalwood skewer.

This sandalwood bracelet has been with him for more than 100 years, and has gradually developed Buddha nature, which can suppress ghosts.

Looking at the blood stains on the ground and the bones buried in various places in the mountain, he shook his head, swept the wind from the sky, and swept the four directions horizontally, the ghosts and ghosts in the mountains retreated one after another, and the sunlight in the sky was warm and bright again.

This Netherworld Ghost Array is indeed powerful, but it should not be arranged in his divine domain, and he also specializes in illusion.

Bai Lan has followed Hu Qiniang for a long time, although it is not as good as her illusionary technique, but there is heaven and earth with him.

No matter how strong Hu Qiniang's illusion is, it is only an illusion with her own body.

As the god of the mountain, Bai Lan can use the power of heaven and earth to make illusions, so that he can make up for the lack of subtlety of his illusions.

That eyeball is the key.

With that eyeball, the four of them passed down from mother and son to each other, and they could blind the eyes of the three little ghosts.

The spirit of the mountain can also use this eyeball to lock on to the ghost mother.

The ghost mother thought that he had been reincarnated in the illusion array, but in fact, they had just entered his illusion.

The sound of the flute is long around the mountains and rivers, and the sound is chaotic, and it is pervasive.

The mountain spirit surrounds the yin and the underworld, there are mountains and rivers chaotic eyes, and there are illusions everywhere.

The mountain breeze is thousands of times, and the touch is thousands of times. Senseless and not chaotic.

Bai Lan picked up the gourd, remembering that he seemed to have said that he was the safest in the mountains.

Outside the mountain, the talisman in Daheng's hand turned into ashes, the sun in the mountain illuminated and dispelled the gloom and ghost fog, and the warmth of the world returned to Daheng's body.

He looked at the amulet that had turned into ashes, bowed to the deep mountain, and thanked, "Thank you Liu Xian for blessing!" Thank you Liu Xian for your blessing. ”

As he was praying, he suddenly felt another tap on the shoulder.

In an instant, Da Heng's heart rose to his throat, and he turned his head slowly and stiffly, and found Yu Sheng standing behind him covered in blood.

"Ah~ Help! Help me! Liu Xian help! ”

Daheng ran away frantically shouting, but after running for a long time, he looked back and found that Yusheng had fallen to the ground.

He fixed his eyes and saw that Yusheng had a shadow.

It's people, it's people!

Daheng patted his chest and hurriedly ran over to help the other party up.

……

In the distance, under the big locust tree, the man in bloodstained cloth said coldly: "It's really a waste!" Wasted decades of my hard work! There was not even any useful news coming out, and it seems that there is something strange in this mountain.

Those eccentricities from 10,000 years ago still can't be underestimated. Let's wait until the Jin Kingdom is captured and then explore the mountain. ”

The blood-clothed man remembered something, and was a little afraid of the mystery of this mountain, but he still gave up.

He reached out and took out a small wooden box, which opened and flew out small insects and crawled into the graves.

Soon, something seemed to wake up from the mound of more than 100 places, turning the dirt, and one by one the little people stiffly crawled out of the mound.

"Now that the ghost mother is dead, you little guys will turn into Gu people. Hehe, it's the first time that a Gu man made of zombies is made. ”

After that, it was about six or seven o'clock in the morning, and I fell asleep at night when I got home from work and just wrote a hundred words, so I could only write at least early, and we didn't have to wait any longer at night. Sorry!

(End of chapter)