Jiang Bo also knew that she was uncomfortable, but it was inconvenient to say anything. Then he changed the topic and asked, "You came this time, but do you have anything else to do besides sending me something?"

Listening to his reminder, Ying'er remembered that she still had a letter from Zhang Xinzi on her body, and hurriedly took it out. After Jiang Bo opened it, he looked at it for a long time, and the chill on his face gradually rose, and as soon as he rubbed his hands, the letter paper quickly burned and turned into ashes. Then he went to the small table by the window, took a brush and wrote a letter, and dried the ink with his mouth. Folded into a paper crane and threw it out, and the paper crane flew away.

Ying'er couldn't help but ask with concern, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Bo thought about it for a while, looked at Ying'er, and said: "If you don't cultivate virtue and politics at the top, there will be ghosts and ghosts running rampant below." This is a sign that troubled times are coming, and I am afraid that Cold Spring Mansion will not be peaceful in the future. He paused, looked at Ying'er, and said, "It seems that if the world is not peaceful, I have to find a way to protect those close to you." Tonight the matter is settled, I will go down the mountain with you, and I have something to discuss with Yisheng and Zhidao. ”

I don't know if it's because of listening to what Jiang Bo said, or because of other reasons, Ying'er feels that with the change of time, the cold air in this valley seems to be getting heavier and heavier. At this time, it is the end of summer, and the climate is very hot, but the valley is still cold. Several people had to close the doors and windows tightly, but they still felt a little cold. Jiang Bo frowned slightly when he saw this scene, he took out a few talismans from the pocket on his waist and lit them to several corners of the courtyard. This stopped the chill. He instructed the three men, who were a little overwhelmed, to stay in the house and not to go out of the yard easily. So he took a futon and meditated in the courtyard with his eyes closed, and stopped talking.

stayed up like this until about midnight, when Jiang Bo suddenly stood up. He told Ying'er and the others a few words, asking them to go to bed early and not walk around. If you hear a sound or see something strange, don't move around or make a noise. Then he strode out of the courtyard and walked towards the mountainside behind him. He seemed to be walking slowly step by step, but in fact, every time he took a step, his body suddenly came to a foot away. This is one of the wonderful uses of his golden body, called the Earth Shrinking Technique, which is a kind of transfer method. At this time, the bright moon was in the sky, and under the bright moonlight, a long shadow was reflected behind him. There were as many as three strange ways, and the elder was dragged out behind him, like a weed in the water waves, shaking and shaking, like a living thing. There are a total of three mountains at the head of Guangshan, among which the highest and largest main peak is slightly behind the south, and at the height of two-thirds behind the main peak, there is a piece of terrain that protrudes like a Luo pot. Jiang Bo didn't take long to get here.

Although there is no shape to be seen here, Jiang Bo knows that this big earth bag is the top of a large grave. Underneath this should be the bones of a very prominent person. It's just that now time has passed, and the age is too old, and the appearance of this tomb has been destroyed and can no longer be seen in its original appearance. As early as more than a year ago, when Jiang Bo had just arrived here, he began to investigate the topography of these three peaks and study the direction of the turbid aura here. Because this is a place with great inspiration, he has carefully investigated. From the surrounding signs, it can be concluded that there was originally a large tomb built on the mountain. Its scale and shape are very high, and it should be a figure such as princes and ministers in ancient times. But the strange thing is that if such a person is buried here, there should be a corresponding record. But with Jiang Bo's erudition, he really can't find any big names in the area of Hanquan Mansion who have buried their bones here. There is no record in the local annals of Hansenfu at all.

Just a few months ago, when Jiang Bo broke through to the time of opening the Eight Veins, he was even more sensitive to the feelings of the Yin Turbid Spiritual Machine. At this time, he found that deep under this sealed soil, there was a turbid qi that was spitting out spiritual energy. The method was somewhat similar to that of the Youquan Sect, but it was not the same, so he began to pay attention to this place.

At this moment, Jiang Boxin walked to the vicinity of the sealed soil, stopped on a protruding boulder, and stared at a pit below. Moments later, there was a sound of a sneer, and then a large, bloated figure laboriously emerged from the hole. In the bright moonlight, it was particularly distinct, and it was actually a burly giant with three heads. This man can be a foot away, and the proportions of his body are seriously out of balance, like a lump of hair. It can only be seen that it is roughly humanoid, but the three heads on the shoulders are unusually distinct. A green-faced fanged one on the left with a hideous face. The one in the center has a broad forehead, and on the top of his head there is a crimson symbol, which is particularly dazzling in the moonlight. The one on the right is a slightly smaller one, with its eyes closed as if it were sleeping, and a red horn on its head. The giant was slow and stiff, like a toddler. After squeezing out of the hole, he walked and crawled to an open place, and knelt down. Bowing to the moon in the sky, his forelimbs prostrate on the ground, his heads hanging down on both sides, and only the middle one was slightly raised. The giant muttered strange words in his mouth, and every now and then he stopped to breathe at the moon.

Jiang Bo looked at the strange scene in front of him coldly, and said, "It turns out that I have just heard that zombies worship the moon and absorb Yuehua's cultivation. I don't want to see it with my own eyes today. You don't have to worship! I know that you are about to complete your deeds today, and you should have achieved great things. Although you are restrained, I know that you are not a good person. Since Jiang is practicing here, he has to probe your details, lest you go outside to harm others. ”

The zombie seemed to be deaf, and he didn't pay attention to Jiang Bo, just continued his actions. Suddenly, a cold glint flashed in Jiang Bo's eyes, and his body floated slightly, moving out a few feet horizontally. And where he used to stand, there was a dark mark at some point. The zombie giant was gone, and only the stench emanating from the air was gone. Jiang Bo's body moved again, and he took a few steps gently, and he had already changed several directions in an instant. And every time he left, a long black mark appeared in the place where he had stood, shiny and oozing, accompanied by a disgusting smell. A few times later, there was a loud gasp in the air, and the giant zombie reappeared. It's just that his body is shaking slightly, and his chest is rising and falling hard.

Jiang Bo smiled and said, "It seems that you are still a little worse than speed." What a stupid brute. ”

As if he understood Jiang Bo's mockery, the zombie roared frantically, and pushed his arms forward. It turned out that his arm had skyrocketed to nearly a zhang in length, and he hit Jiang Bo's face door hard. Although Jiang Bo was a little surprised, he was not flustered. In the past two years, he has not wasted his time, and he has achieved a small success in cultivating the spells of the Youquan Sect. The fact that there are no ghosts harassing passers-by within a radius of more than ten miles is all his credit. All the wild ghosts that roamed around and hurt people were cleaned up by him, and his actual combat experience was much stronger than before. Jiang Bo saw the zombies at this time, and he was not afraid, and a stream of green fire erupted from his mouth. The flash of fire rushed in front of the zombie's big fist, and it jumped suddenly, spiraling around its arms. In an instant, the zombie's hands were sliced off. After turning around again and again, a lot of flesh was cut off again, all the way to the elbow of the other party. However, further on, there was the sound of gold and iron clashing, but it could no longer be cut.

Jiang Bo made a move with his hand, and the green fire flew back into his palm, turning into a short knife wrapped in raging flames. This is the Ghost Fire Flying Knife, Jiang Bo can now put it into the dantian to warm up, so the degree of absorption of spiritual power by this knife is far greater than before, and its strength has skyrocketed. The zombie was cut off a lot of flesh by the spirit fire flying knife, and screamed in pain. Looking at Jiang Bo's bloodshot eyes, a red light, very terrifying. It was even more furious at this time, and it didn't care about anything else, and it slammed into Jiang Bo with a fit. Jiang Bo's body fell and he actually met it, but at the moment when the two sides were about to collide, Jiang Bo's body suddenly turned into green smoke and passed through the other party's body. But the Spirit Fire Flying Knife cut a big hole in the zombie's body. caused its blood to spill wildly, and for a while there was a thick fishy smell all around. Jiang Bo knew that the blood in the zombie's body had already mutated and had become a kind of corpse poison. So he didn't dare to touch it, but turned into a virtual body with the golden body of Youquan and quickly dodged it. And the zombie was hit hard, and it seemed that he was not lightly injured, and gradually stopped, no longer desperately chasing Jiang Bo.

The two held each other for a while, Jiang Bo took a breath, and when he saw that the zombies were slow, he urged the spiritual fire flying knife again to slash at the zombies. The zombie was overwhelmed and had a lot of flesh cut off. There was a blur on his body, and the fishy smell in the air was getting thicker and thicker. But there are some places where I don't know what is hidden, and the Spirit Fire Flying Knife can't cut into it. But even then, as much as a quarter of the zombie's huge body was cut off. Later, the zombie simply didn't move, panting and puffing in front of his head with his mutilated arms, and let Jiang Bo cut it. But Jiang Bo could feel that although this guy was at a disadvantage, he was not too weak. It seems that he didn't really attack the point of it. While he was thinking about what to do, suddenly the little head on the zombie's right shoulder suddenly opened his eyes that had been closed. The single horn on his head glittered, like a red flame in the dark night. There was a very complicated look on that face, with exhaustion, anger, pain, and a kind of bitter hatred. It first looked at Jiang Bo, and then stared at the head in the middle. He opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't make a sound, so he closed his eyes again.