Zhao Yingyun followed his gaze and looked outside.

Because the exterior is made of mud and blocks the wind, there is no wind rushing directly into the house.

However, he could hear the wind whining as it swept through the eaves.

I don't know when, the wind has already risen.

"Eat first, eat meat, eat wine......"

The old spearhead picked up the knife and began to cut into the meat, Zhao Yingyun also has such a small meat cleaver, although he rarely has barbecue to eat, but he also prepared some small tools for daily walking in the mountains.

He reached into his arms, and there was a treasure bag in his arms, and this treasure bag was specially placed with miscellaneous things.

He also cut a piece of meat on the surface, and it tasted really fragrant.

The old spearhead made a sound of eating, drank from time to time, and let out a sound of admiration, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time, and even Zhao Yingyun felt that he was eating a bit like a beast.

"Old gunman."

There was a sudden shout outside, not very clear at first, but soon, the shout became extremely clear, like a friend of the old gunman, after not hearing the old gunman's answer, the other party was a little angry.

"Old gunman, I know you're in there, you come out."

Zhao Yingyun looked at the old spearhead, the old spearhead was just cutting meat and eating, and his ears seemed to be plugged with donkey hair, as if he hadn't heard anything.

A mouthful of meat and a mouthful of wine, a large sip of wine and a mouthful of meat.

I was sweating on my forehead when I ate it.

"Come out, old spearman, you killed our brother, do you think you can escape by hiding? What you do can deceive the eyes of the world, but you can't deceive your own heart. ”

Zhao Yingyun listened to these voices in his ears, he didn't know if these were hallucinations, or if there was really something shouting, he looked at the fine sweat on the forehead of the old gunman, but he still ate meat and drank a lot, and forgot that there was another person next to him.

Zhao Yingyun felt that something was wrong, so he suddenly reached out and grabbed it in the light of the fire pit, and as soon as he grabbed the fire, he grabbed it in his hand and threw it outside the earthen house.

A large fireball passed through the door, and when it was about to hit the wall in the earthen courtyard, it turned a corner and sprang up into the air, and at the moment of its rise, the flame elongated and grew larger, growing four legs and a huge tiger head.

With a roar, the fire turned into a colorful tiger and pounced into the darkness.

The inky darkness was quickly dispersed under the colorful tiger pounced on by the flames, and the darkness dispersed, and then a person was revealed.

The man turned out to be a dried corpse with clothes hanging from it.

The fire shone on the other party's eyes, which were actually wet and had a strange moisturization.

Zhao Yingyun drove this flame and followed the will in this flame to transform into a flame tiger, and at the same time, a little of his magic thoughts were pinned on it, and he saw the strange dried corpse.

With a movement, Fa Nian drove the flames to extinguish it.

There was a strange light flashing in the eyes of the dry corpse, staring at the Flame Tiger, the flame of the Flame Tiger actually melted quickly, but when it dissolved to half of its head, the Flame Tiger had already pounced on its body, and the body of the dry corpse was like black and gray sand, instantly disintegrating.

Only one pair of eyeballs landed on the ground, rolling rapidly.

The eyeballs rolled towards the depths of the darkness, and the flame tiger wanted to chase it, but there was a wind blowing in the darkness, blowing the flames away quickly, and it let out a roar, and there seemed to be unwillingness to get rid of evil in the roar.

The revenge-seeking cry disappeared immediately, and the old gunman finally stopped drinking and eating meat, only to see him wipe the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, swallow the meat in his mouth, and drink another mention of wine, then he gasped, burped, and then said with a sigh: "Lao Hei is so weird, he can capture the fear in your heart." ”

Zhao Yingyun wanted to ask, I'm afraid this is not fear, but a loss in his heart.

But this word just turned around in my heart and swallowed it back, after all, it is not good to say so.

"What are we afraid of? Everyone is different, some people are afraid of ghosts, and some people are afraid of old people coming back to find them. ”

"We are not afraid of ghosts, we are not afraid of demons, I am only afraid that my former friends will come to me, because I did not die with them, because when I worshipped them, I did not ask to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but I wanted to die on the same day of the same month and year."

"They died, but you didn't?" Zhao Yingyun asked.

"Yes, I'm not dead, so they come to me again and again." There was a hint of pain on the old gunman's face.

Zhao Yingyun couldn't say anything for a while, when he worshipped, he cut off the head of the chicken, drank rice wine, and said these words to the sky and the earth, but in the end he couldn't do it, then he was condemned by the heart, and was reflected by this polar night sky, so how can he say anything?

"Alas!" The old spearhead sighed heavily.

Zhao Yingyun knew that he couldn't beat him in cultivation, but he didn't dare to face that question, so he hid in this room and guarded the fire, of course, in this case, it was not ruled out that he might not be able to fight.

The two were speechless for a moment.

"You are a high cultivator of Tiandu Mountain, and you won't care about the sky here, so I won't keep you." The old gunman has the meaning of sending off guests, and Zhao Yingyun has no intention of spending the night here.

Finally, I asked him about the pass where the monks of the Purple Mansion of Tiandu Mountain were located, and the old spearhead told him that it was about forty miles to the west.

Zhao Yingyun got out of this small earthen house, and then went west, he wanted to go there first.

The sky was already dark, there was no longer black and white, the sky and the earth were dark, but there was a dotted line drawn between the heavens and the earth by the light of the flames.

He followed the dotted line and headed west.

Passing by a number of small earthen houses, some are big and some are small, some of them look like thatched houses in Zhao Yingyun's opinion, and some of them are very well repaired, like an earthen fort, and there are many people living in them.

Some are built like manors.

Zhao Yingyun just passed by and looked, and those people in the earthen house, when he was looking, looked nervously outside, obviously treating him as a monster in the dark.

After he had walked for about a stick of incense, there was a sound of footsteps in front of him.

I vaguely saw that there was a person walking in the dark, and he couldn't see his face clearly, and he was about to bump into him head-on, Zhao Chengyun stopped, and the other party also stopped.

Zhao Yingyun's eyes were already glowing with fire, and then when he saw the other party clearly, his heart tightened.

Because the other person's dress and face are very similar to their own, or rather, it is another self.

Without saying a word, he flicked his right fingers, and a ray of fire flew out with a force that broke through the air.

The firelight streaked a ray of light in the darkness and landed on the opponent's body, and the opponent's body burned in the flames, and then immediately floated into the sky, towards the depths of darkness.

But the flames were attached and burning, and Zhao Yingyun had already seen it clearly, it was just a robe blackened by blood, and he didn't know which monk left it.

And in the flames of flames, the robe floated into the sky and fell to the ground.

Burned by the flames, his robe struggled to hold up.

Zhao Yingyun walked over step by step, stopped three steps away from the robe, and watched it burn to ashes, so that he no longer writhed.

He looked up at this dark area, and he had a little understanding of the strangeness of this dark area.

Continuing to walk, he found that he had deviated from the route, and at some point, the path of firelight, which he could see, had become looming, and it looked like the starlight in the sky.

He stood there, not moving any further, looking up at the sky.

There are no stars in the sky.

However, he did not forget the path he had just walked, and a ray of fire shot out from his fingers, and the fire turned into a firebird in the darkness, hovering in the void, flying in the direction of his impression.

It didn't take long for him to find that the place where his flame bird flew was not the way he came, because the terrain was not the same, and someone seemed to sigh in the darkness to form a wind, and his flame bird was extinguished in an instant.

In the darkness, there were shadows.

He remembered that the old spearman had said that this darkness was reversed by yin and yang.

Thinking of this, he realized that his feelings and his consciousness would be distorted here.

He stood there, first calming his mind with the Taiyue Town Divine Seal Method.

Then he opened his mouth and spat out a flash of fire, and the firelight turned into a lamp in the void.

The flame is golden and white, and the black and purple of the lamp body intertwine a coiled vine to the wick.

The flame of white gold shone in the darkness, and for a moment, the wisps of something in the darkness were dispelled.

A pale hole suddenly appeared in the boundless darkness.

The fog that Zhao Yingyun couldn't see through suddenly dispersed.

His eyes saw the earthen house in the distance again, and the earthen house emitted a vague light.

He looked up, still heading west, and someone in the room probably heard footsteps, came to the door, and looked out through the crack in the door.

The people in the house saw a man passing by with a lamp and then walked away.

"The old man, who is alone, is actually in a hurry at night, and he is too bold." It was a woman's voice.

"It seems to be a person." Above the same crack in the door, another person was also lying there watching.

"Nonsense, where have you ever seen a ghost with a lamp?" The woman said angrily.

"Not to mention, I've really heard that there are ghosts in the darkness who lure people with ghost lamps." The man's voice said.

"The color of the ghost lamp is not like this, you look at the golden white light, and the place where it passes is like a little sun illuminating one side."

"I really haven't seen it, even if it is a person from the Red Flame God Sect, there are very few people who refine such a treasure lamp." The man said again.

Zhao Yingyun was already far away, he stopped all the way, and then at dawn, he found the pass that the old gunman said.

In the distance, he saw a banner floating in the air, and in the darkness, there was a black light emitting from it.

It was obviously in the dark, but Zhao Yingyun could distinguish the black light on the flag.

If you look closely at the banner, you can see that there is a halfling on it.

As he approached, he looked more closely, and the upper body figure with a tall banner floating in the wind was outlined by runes.

Among them, the eyes that stared at the bust had a strong power of faculty.

He felt that every time the high banner was rolled up, it seemed to roll up a piece of yin qi and swallow it into the banner.

This terrifying magic weapon, Zhao Yingyun felt that this Tiandu Mountain Purple Mansion might be refining treasure here.