When Yan Luoluo arrived at Panjia Village with the six students, it was broad daylight, and just by approaching the village, he could feel a cold aura coming, which made people can't help but get goosebumps.

Everyone's eyes lit up: "What a heavy grievance." ”

Tong Anran muttered: "How many people have died in vain to have such a strong resentment?" ”

Yan Luoluo said: "It doesn't matter if there are many people, what matters is how to die." ”

One of the students said, "Teacher, there is a ban. ”

"Well, this ghost has some skills, and it's trying to prevent others from leaving."

Yan Luoluo controlled Xiao Luluo outside the ban, and did not intend to fly in directly.

The moment the seven people entered the mountain village, the Mahayana period teacher who was hidden in the sky in the distance frowned, this prohibition could actually block his spiritual sense!

He didn't dare to delay immediately, and he dodged and followed into the village.

The moment they stepped into the village, everyone seemed to have come to another world, where there was no bright sun, only a cold ghostly aura, wafting everywhere and eroding everything.

In the face of such a fierce place, Yan Luoluo rested his mind to let the children experience it, and let them deal with this powerful ghost, which is equivalent to delivering food to the powerful ghost.

"Who are you?"

Pan Fang went out and wanted to go to the well to get some water, but the water at home was almost gone, and the others were too young to carry too much water, so they could only take home a day's water consumption at a time.

Seeing the seven people dressed like immortals, Pan Fang felt a wave of disgust, if it wasn't for his grandmother to tell him about his father, he would be like the villagers back then, full of reverence and yearning for them.

The vigilant gaze made the six children a little helpless, they naturally knew how the monks from the outside world had done evil, and it seemed that the village had not escaped doom.

Then the birth of this terrible ghost will also be related to the actions of those monks.

Yan Luoluo motioned to Tong Anran to go up and negotiate with people, not to endanger the lives of several people, she would not do it easily.

Tong Anran stepped forward as a representative: "We are from Luoxi Academy, my name is Tong Anran." We have been commissioned by your village to be monks who have come to deal with the evil spirits. ”

Little Pan Fang took a step back, obviously not intending to have too much contact with them.

"You wait here, I'll call the village chief, don't run around." He said viciously, trying to be as fierce as possible.

A few people let him run away, and honestly stood where they were.

Not long after, the village chief came.

This is a middle-aged man with a somewhat fierce face, and his voice is very loud: "You are the monks who came to help us solve the evil ghosts?" ”

He looked Yan Luoluo and his party up and down, except for Yan Luoluo, who was twenty-three or fourteen years old, the other children were only in their teens, very immature.

"Are you sure you can solve the problem?"

Tong Anran smiled lightly: "You can know if you can try it or not, you don't have any other choice, do you?" The monks of other forces don't care about the life or death of mortals, but we at the Rakhi Academy care. ”

Her words silenced the village chief, indeed, they had no other choice, they had been begging for help for so long, only the Luoxi Academy was willing to help them.

"Then I'm sorry for all the immortal elders, do you need to rest?"

"No, it's better to solve it sooner, we still need to help other villages. Tell us what you know. ”

About a year ago, there was a disturbance at the altar behind the village.

This altar was left by the original monks of the Jade Void Sect, and they used this altar to kill the children and young girls in the village, and the villagers could not get close to the altar, not knowing what was going on inside, but they knew that there were no living people in it.

The altar, which had been silent for many years, suddenly came to the altar with a strange movement, which frightened the villagers who had come to the altar to pay respects to the dead.

It didn't take long for more and more villagers to hear the sounds coming from inside the altar.

Not only that, but the village is getting darker and darker.

At first, the livestock died, then the crops and other plants, and when the villagers realized that something was wrong and wanted to leave the village, they could not leave.

Yan Luoluo raised his eyebrows after hearing this, but did not speak.

Tong Anran asked his friends for their opinions: "Then let's go to the altar first?" ”

Others apparently think the same way.

They set off to the altar, and the village chief showed them the way, while Yan Luoluo followed slowly behind, surveying the village as they went.

This village chief is not honest, he hides a lot of things, and only roughly talks about what happened after the appearance of the ghost, and only talks about the past.

She unfolded her spiritual sense and enveloped the entire village, her eyes flashing slightly, without alerting the children.

The altar is not far from the village, but it is quite hidden, and as long as you don't go in this direction, you don't know that there is an altar hidden here.

This altar is made of black boulders with strange shapes that seem to be imbued with evil powers. The surface of these boulders is covered in dark red, dried blood, giving off a disgusting smell. In the cracks of the boulders, some dark fires can sometimes be seen flickering, like ghost fires.

The shape of the altar is designed to be both asymmetrical and irregular, with each boulder seemingly deliberately carved into a different shape and size, and then stacked together in a seemingly random order. The entire altar has an eerie and chaotic aesthetic, as if it had been created by a mad artist.

In the center of the altar, there is a particularly huge stone, the surface of which is carved with some vague patterns that are imbued with evil and chaotic imagery.

The surrounding air was filled with a strong, strange smell that made people feel sick. From time to time, gusts of cold wind blew, bringing a solemn atmosphere. Around this altar, a strong aura of evil can be felt, as if this is a cursed place, waiting for some evil ritual to be initiated.

Tong Anran took two steps forward, but was blocked by an invisible force, she frowned: "It's a formation." ”

The golden formation with the evil and abnormal altar is really good.

"Village Chief, you go back first, and then leave it to us. Remember to inform the villagers and do not come out to check on whatever happens. ”

A student instructed the village chief.

The village chief didn't want to stay, so he pulled the probe to probe Pan Fang, who secretly followed, and left quickly.

"What do you want to do?"

Yan Luoluo waited until the village chief had left.

"Directly break the formation and destroy the altar?"

One of the students was a little unsure, he didn't know what the impact would be after the formation was broken, but without breaking the formation, they couldn't touch the altar, and they couldn't know where the ghosts were hiding.

Yan Luoluo glanced back in the direction of the village: "Maybe the ghost is not in the altar." ”

The students looked at each other - this possibility, they did not think about it.