The old man Wen Sheng was on the side, looking at the end from the beginning.

It was also Zhang Weizhi's whole attention on Yu Chen, and he didn't notice Wen Sheng in the corner, otherwise this guy would have to be frightened before going to hell.

At this moment, Wen Sheng walked over, but his brows were furrowed, and his face was solemn.

When Yu Chen saw his appearance, he immediately asked what was wrong.

Old man Wen Sheng only replied yes, and he suddenly felt a little panicked.

Yu Chen was immediately stunned, wondering if this thick earth view still has a relationship with the old man Wensheng?

So when he saw that the Houtuguan was destroyed, he was saddened?

But the other party flatly denied it, only saying that it was not the Houtu View that made him feel flustered, nor was it Zhang Weizhi.

It was the rare earth mine that was robbed by the wild fox face that Zhang Weizhi said.

But when Yu Chen asked him why he was flustered because of this thing, the old man frowned and couldn't speak.

Just say that it is one, inexplicable feeling.

But it's so real that it's impossible to ignore.

Then, one person and one ghost muttered for a long time, and only came to one conclusion.

——This feeling is probably related to the lost memory of the old man Wensheng.

Just like those who have lost all their memories by accident, even though they can't remember anymore.

But if a name or thing that stands out from the crowd suddenly appears, it can also cause them to react instinctively.

But what about rare earth mines...... Although it is an indispensable thing for refining Qi circle formations, refining weapons, and talismans.

It's very tight.

But it should also be far from the level that makes the old man Wen Sheng's heart panic.

One person and one ghost, incomprehensible.

In addition, there are also doubts about the death of the old man Wensheng himself.

Previously, when they found out that Zhao Weixian had the god of the old man Wen Sheng, they almost all thought that they were afraid that this fellow disciple was the murderer of Wen Sheng.

Even Yu Chen had quietly made up a scene in his mind where the senior brother fell in love and killed each other, and finally the junior brother killed his brother in tears.

However, the information of Wan Shenglou said that the old man Wen Sheng died at the holy will of His Majesty who was far away in the capital, or by the hands of Wu Yong, the Mu of Jinling Prefecture, sprinkled thousands of words with thousands of words, and did not mention Zhao Weixian's name at all from beginning to end.

In this case, why is the god of the old man Wensheng in his hands?

Does it have anything to do with the "secret treasure" mentioned in the holy decree?

And is Zhao Weixian on the side of the old man Wensheng, or on the side of the government?

It's all a mystery.

Obviously, there are more and more clues.

But Yu Chen and Old Man Wensheng's brains became more and more confused.

can think about it, a person and a ghost can't think of a reason even if they break their heads.

Just forget it.

Let's eat first.

Back at Wanjialing, Yu Chen warmed up the meal that was almost cold, and ate and slept.

At this moment, his Qi Sea was already extremely full, and he was in the process of breaking through the Spirit Realm. For the time being, it is no longer possible to continue to visualize and breathe, and only after the natal qi in the body breaks through the middle dantian, the spiritual court is opened, and the spiritual phase is cast, can we continue to breathe in the qi of heaven and earth and improve the cultivation realm.

Nothing was said all night.

When Yu Chen went down the mountain early the next morning, he could clearly feel that the number of officials in the streets and alleys had increased.

The streets and alleys are full of wind.

Probably because the Houtu Temple was destroyed, it touched the nervous nerves of the government.

- If he dares to destroy the Houtu Temple today, will he dare to burn down the state government tomorrow?

Nobody knows.

As for the real culprit behind this, there is no clue for the time being.

Anyway, as soon as the year passed, the people of Jinling didn't enjoy the joy of the Spring Festival much, so they became nervous first.

Yu Chen went down the mountain, went to the market, bought firewood, rice, oil and salt, and didn't stay long, so he went back to the Wanjia Mausoleum.

Clean the cemetery, pick vegetables and rice, and cook rice.

No matter if his intrigues and tricks fly everywhere, and the undercurrent is surging in the wind and rain, this day has to be judged.

The people in Jinling City are panicked, and the grass and trees are all soldiers, and the Wanjia Mausoleum is also leisurely and calm.

No matter how strong the wind and waves are below, they can't blow up this bright mountain.

And so, another three days passed.

There were a lot of funeral processions, and yellow paper was sprinkled all over the Wanjia Mausoleum.

But they are all dead and blind, and they have left no will.

Until three days later, one dusk.

Yu Chen had just sent away Zhao Rusong, who had come to visit, and was about to wash and sleep.

But as soon as the front foot closed the door, the back foot of the chattering corpse collectors came up.

More than a dozen people, pulling eight huge bucket trucks, shouted and strained.

And this bucket cart is also covered with a white cloth.

The things inside the white cloth slammed crisply as the body shook.

It's not like a corpse.

Just then, a strong wind blew!

Call!

The white cloth was blown open, and the things in it made Yu Chen's brows furrow!

Take a gasp!

Just look at the bottom of the white cloth, in the bucket of the bucket truck, there are mountains of human bones!

Under the bumps, crackling!

It profoundly interprets what it means to be a mountain of bones.

Not an exaggeration.

And that's not all.

In Yu Chen's field of vision, he also saw that on top of these piles of white bones, a huge cloud of resentful spirits was like a dark cloud, surrounding the head of the corpse collector's team!

In the thick gray mist, painful grimaces emerged one after another, men, women and children, all of them!

It's like an endless soul, roaring and roaring!

The shock made Yu Chen's eardrums hurt.

"Little brother Yu Chen, what's wrong?"

The corpse collector at the head greeted happily, and when he saw Yu Chen's expression, he thought he was frightened by this white bone, so he waved his hand and said, "Hey, hey, little brother, if you want to work on this Wanjia Mausoleum, you have to get used to these things!" ”

Yu Chen rolled his eyes when he heard this.

The heart said that you can't see the thing above your head, otherwise you would have been scared to pee your pants.

But he still scratched his head, smiled embarrassedly, and asked what was going on with this pile of white bones.

The truth was told by the corpse collector.

Let's say, in many villages outside Jinling City, there is a gray profession called "gophers".

To put it bluntly, it is to wander around the abandoned and closed mines of the government, looking for possible treasures.

Whether it is the abandoned mines that have not had time to be cleaned up, or the wealth of those who have been killed, they are targeted.

It's like the vulture that eats carrion on the battlefield.

And there are risks associated with doing so.

- Those pits are either very dangerous to dig up problems, or they are the kind of things that can't collapse, and you can't get out if you go in, which is normal.

So the "gophers" are also earning money with their lives.

Today, a gopher has broken into an abandoned ore vein.

The year of thinking is over, and I will get some wine and meat money to spend.

But he went into the mine.

Only a hundred feet away.

I stepped on something, looked down and took the torch to see that it was a human bone!

This gopher is not panicking, after all, there are dead people's bones in these abandoned mines, which is too normal.

Even if there are dead people, there is a high probability that they also have something with them, which increases the possibility of harvesting.

But when he raised the torch and looked, he was directly dozens of years younger - scared into a grandson!

In the pit in front of me, there was no mine to be seen, white flowers, calf bones, hand bones, hip bones, skulls...... Those hollow eyes stared straight at him.

Where did the gopher dare to stay longer, and urine all the way, crawled with rolling, and slipped away.

reported to the official.

The government sent someone to remove the white bones from the abandoned mine.

But these bones, mixed together, truly realized the great unity of you and me, and I and I.

I can't tell which head goes with which ass.

They were simply loaded together and pulled back.

And this ossified corpse looks like it has been around for some years, and I am afraid that it is impossible to find out.

The government only let the corpse collector pack it up and pull it up.

After speaking, several corpse collectors worked together to dig a big pit and bury those "old corpses" in it.

A few hours later, we descended the mountain.

Yu Chen looked at their backs as they descended the mountain, and when Yu Chen turned his head, he saw that the vast cloud and gray mist were still hovering over the huge new grave!

Roar!

Howl!

Hysteria!

Grimaces, hideous!

If ordinary people saw it, I am afraid that they would have been frightened long ago.

The person who can see them is Yu Chen.

The young mausoleum keeper beckoned, his face expressionless.

Unlike any previous ghost, this vast group of ghasts grinned at Yu Chen as if they were completely devoid of sanity! Between the roars of the grimaces, the vast evil wind blew across his scalp!

The old man Wen Sheng was beside him, looking at it in his eyes, his brows furrowed, and he slowly spoke: "A thousand souls have grudges, and ten thousand souls have become evil...... That's how many sins I suffered in my life! It is also thanks to the fact that people and ghosts have changed greatly today, otherwise in that rumored ancient era, such a wronged soul is afraid that a lot of disasters will be born. ”

Like a mad beast, the wretched soul screamed without any sense.

Yu Chen's face sank and he snorted.

Between the surging Qi of heaven and earth, the supreme thunder law mastered the five thunder essences and did not move, and the power of the brilliant gods was hidden and not released.

At the same time, save people to have a show!

Lei Fa is already destroying evil, and the Sutra of Saving People is even more suppressing the souls of the world!

The endless soul was immediately stunned, as if it had been domesticated into a beast.

In the golden light of the Sutra, all the souls of this vast injustice were taken in.

Yu Chen went back to the house and followed in.

On the banks of the Huangquan River, a cloud of gray mist rises and falls.

At this moment, in this reincarnation of the underworld, the crazy nature was suppressed, and only grimaces were left, struggling in pain.

It's as if you're going through some horrible torture.

Resentment!

Hate!

Pain!

Wrath!

Unwilling!

All kinds of emotions, even if they are suppressed by this netherworld mansion, still make people's hearts chill.

Even the old man of Wensheng, who had seen all kinds of strong winds and waves, frowned and kept muttering.

- What kind of terrible torture can give birth to such a terrible soul?

In front of Yu Chen's eyes, the marquee had not yet been lit, and at the frontispiece, smoky gray characters appeared.

【Five-Rank Spiritual Wish】

【Blood Feud】

[Time limit: 10 days]

【Reward】

Let's have some monthly pass bros(*o*)

(End of chapter)