Su Wufang continued to walk deeper along the woods, far away from the road, full of ravines and steep slopes, Su Wufang struggled. Fortunately, the village is on the edge of the mountain, and I have been playing in the mountains with my friends since I was a child, so I barely reached the hunter's hut before dark.

After eating some wild fruits picked on the road, he went to the wooden bed and lay down, and Su Wuji, who had been running around all day, returned to relax the nerves that had been tense for a day. As soon as he leaned his head on the pillow, he fell asleep, and a white mist appeared in front of him in the haze, shrouding the surroundings, and only a road made of white jade could be seen stretching forward under his feet.

Su Wufang had a strange feeling in his heart, knowing that he was dreaming, he raised his right hand and pinched his left arm fiercely, and after pinching Su Wufang, he called out with an "ah": "Didn't you say that it won't hurt to pinch yourself in a dream? ”

Rolling up his sleeves, he saw that his arm was pinched out of a bruise, could this be the illusion of those black-robed people? Or is it my golden finger? It's okay to stay here now, and I can't wake up, if those black-robed people kill me directly. Since there is no solution, let's go ahead and see.

Thinking of this, Su Wufang let go of his courage and walked forward along the jade road, the more he walked, the thinner the fog became, and he could vaguely see through the fog that there were lights in the distance, Su Wufang suddenly quickened his pace.

The lights became clearer and clearer, and from Su Wufang's position, he could even see a tall and magnificent hall, as long as he walked forward for a while, he could see the whole picture of that hall.

This was a sudden scream, and the sound penetrated the eardrum and rushed straight to the brain, as if it was about to shatter the brain, and Su Wufang sat up violently with a scream.

It hurts to toss and turn on the bed, even if it blocks the ears, it's useless, the sound is like howling directly in the head, Su Wufang kept banging his head against the bed board, just hoping to make himself feel better, but after a while, the screaming finally stopped.

At this time, Su Wuflaw was already in a cold sweat, and there was blood on his head, Su Wuflawless was still as soft as mud, and he couldn't lift up a trace of strength.

After the screaming stopped, Su Wufang heard something else, it was like a bomb exploding, much lighter than the screaming, but it also made people care.

Su Wuxian struggled to get up, wanting to get out of here, in this era, no one who can make such a voice can afford to provoke himself.

Dragging his heavy body, Su Wufang left the hut and looked up at the moon in the sky, fortunately, there were no clouds tonight, and the moonlight shone on the forest and he could barely distinguish the road.

Su Wuxian staggered to the depths of the mountain, his body gradually recovered, walking faster and faster, and after about half an hour, he couldn't hear the explosion at all, and then he had time to sit down and rest.

If the scream lasted a little longer, I might have died here, and I don't know what the situation was, but if there were cultivators coming here again? What secrets did this village have, which could attract cultivators again and again.

After resting for less than a stick of incense, Su Wufang suddenly stood up, and he vaguely heard the explosion again, and the sound was constantly getting louder, as if it was approaching in his direction.

Su Wufang could only drag his body in a different direction and then run towards the mountain, but what made him desperate was that the voice seemed to know where he was, and it came all the way in his direction.

Su Wufang could only keep speeding up, and in a panic, he slid down a ramp with one foot in the air, sprained his foot and couldn't run anymore.

It's over, this explosion is probably a fight between two parties, and the voice follows me that at least one of the targets are me, and I just hope that the people looking for me don't have bad intentions.

Su Wufang's foot was sprained, and he had no physical strength so he could only sit and wait for death, listening to the sound that kept approaching, his heartbeat continued to accelerate, and the voice was already very close to him.

Su Wufang struggled to get up and looked in the direction where the sound came, hoping to see what it was like in advance so that he could prepare.

In the reflection of the moonlight, Su Wufang saw a black shadow pass through the middle of a tree, completely unblocked by the tree, as if the tree did not exist.

Looking at Su Wufang's frightened butt sitting on the ground, the black shadow rushed straight towards him, and many of the black shadow's bodies continued to split and converge, as if someone was about to rush out of his body.

Is this a ghost, although I know that there will definitely be a ghost if there is a cultivator, but I saw the ghost so soon, and the goal of this ghost is still what I should do.

At this moment, a fireball smashed towards the ghost, and the ghost seemed to have eyes behind it, and a sharp turn dodged the fireball.

The fireball smashed itself on the ground, making a loud noise, and instantly blasted a big hole in the ground, and the dirt and wood chips flew up, and stones flew to Su Wufang's side from 100 meters away, hitting him.

Feeling the pain of being hit by the stones on his body, Su Wufang knew that the place where he was hit by the stones must be blue, and the stones splashed from a hundred meters away could hurt him, if he was directly hit by this fireball, it is estimated that my life will be gone, and the power is estimated to be no less than a missile.

After dodging the fireball, the ghost rushed directly in the direction of Su Wufang without stopping, and the speed was extremely fast, and it was in front of him in an instant, and Su Wufang closed his eyes in fright.

Even in his previous life, he was just a twenty-year-old otaku who loved to read novels, and Su Wufang had never seen such a situation. This time I am dead, I am not dead by the thunder slash sword, this time I am going to die in the hands of the ghost, am I destined to have a short life!

But the imaginary pain didn't come, but he felt a slight coldness on his face, and Su Wufang had the courage to open his eyes, and the ghost in front of him was still the one who kept splitting his head.

But this time the distance was very close, and he vaguely recognized it from the split head, and the face that appeared was different every time, but he knew it all, all of them were the dead villagers of Yanglin Village, and Su Wufang also saw his teaching man.

Through the translucent body of the ghost, Su Wufang saw two figures arriving one after another.

The first to come was a handsome man who was a little feminine, followed by a young man with a very sunny smile, and the man who came later glanced in the direction of Su Wufang and bowed to the feminine man in front of him: "Master, the purpose of that resentful soul seems to be that young man." ”

"Xin Wei, it seems that the teacher is lucky today, he met this resentful soul, and he also met a boy with such a strong soul, for the teacher to deal with this unjust soul, you go and the boy catches it, and goes back to practice the Blood Soul Pill just as an adjuvant. With that, the feminine man took out a charm from the bag around his waist.

The spell spontaneously combusted without fire, the man shook his hand, and the spell turned into a fireball and flew towards Su Wufang, Su Wufang couldn't care about the ghost in front of him when he saw the fireball, he had seen the power of the fireball, and if he wanted to smash it down, he would definitely die, so he hurriedly endured his leg injury and crawled backwards.

It's just that the fireball was extremely fast, and Su Wuflaw only climbed a step before he felt a scorching heat behind him, and then he heard a loud noise, and Su Wuflawless was swept away by the air wave for more than ten meters and hit a tree.

Su Wufang only felt that the air in his lungs was emptied as soon as he hit it, and he couldn't breathe under the severe pain, so he kept breathing out, and when he was about to suffocate, he forcibly inhaled before relieving himself.

I saw that the ghost had already fought with the feminine man, it seemed that the man had the upper hand, and the ghost was missing a piece of the ghost's back, and there were sporadic fires burning behind the ghost, it seemed that the ghost had just helped him block the fireball, otherwise he would have died just now.

Su Wuxian was about to struggle to get up when he felt a force coming from his back to press him to the ground, and Su Wuxian turned around with difficulty to see the man known as Xin Wei stepping on his back.

Su Wufang was just about to support his body with all his strength when he felt that it was dark in front of him and he fainted.

When he opened his eyes again, Su Wufang found himself lying on the ground, and when he sat up, he saw that there were many iron fences in front of him, it seemed that this was a prison, and there were many prisons around him that could not be seen at a glance, except for the front, the other three sides were stone walls, there was not even a window, there was nothing in the cell except a wooden barrel in the corner, and there were four people imprisoned in the same cell as himself.

Seeing Su Wuxian sit up, a young man dressed as a Taoist priest came over: "Little brother, what kind of cultivation did you have before you were imprisoned, which sect? Which family? Or which of the hundred families? Since the old monster of the Blood Demon locked you up with us, how did you get arrested? What about your parents?"

Su Wufang woke up from a coma and was confused by the Taoist machine-gun-like questioning in front of him: "Stop, stop, who are you, what is this place, you can't answer me one by one." ”

The young man scratched his head and smiled heartily: "Haha, I'm sorry, I've been here for a long time and no one has spoken, and suddenly someone is a little excited, let me explain that my name is Liu Luo, and the Dao number is from Chongxu Mountain, just call me Brother Liu when you are old." The big monk on the side is called Puyun, and he is a wandering monk. ”

Su Wufang followed Liu Luo's gaze and saw that it was a monk sitting cross-legged on the side with his eyes closed, his kind eyebrows and kind eyes made people feel good, the monk opened his eyes after hearing Liu Luo's introduction, stood up and performed a Buddhist ceremony, recited a sentence of Amitabha, and closed his eyes again after saying hello.

Liu Hao pointed to a handsome man dressed as a scholar standing on the side and said: "This sour show is called Huo Tingyun, Confucian, don't pay attention to him, he will tell you some useless truths, very annoying." ”

Huo Tingyun was about to say hello, but when he heard Liu Hao's words, he suddenly became angry: "Niu Nose, those of mine are all the words of a saint, forget the words of a saint" Advice and good way, do not stop, do not humiliate yourself" and people like you have nothing to say. After speaking, he waved his sleeves and stood sideways with his hands behind his back.

Liu Hao didn't answer Huo Tingyun's words, and pouted into the corner: "The one who came first over there hasn't spoken until now, and I don't know what it's called, we all call him dumb, it seems that he is a strange person, don't worry about it." Little brother, which sect and sect are you, and what kind of cultivation are you? ”

Su Wuxian looked at the person in the corner, it was a man with a full beard, his hair was full of short beatings, and he was meditating cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if he was indifferent to everything.

Liu Hao's hearty smile made Su Wufang also calm down, and after greeting everyone one by one, he said: "Brother Liu, I have no sect, I am just a peasant child, I was suddenly caught here when I was in the mountains." ”

Su Wuxian concealed the ghosts and the affairs of the village, and after experiencing the affairs of the black-robed people, Su Wuxian still maintained some vigilance against these cultivators.

Hearing Su Wufang's words, several people around him looked over, even the dumb man opened his eyes slightly, and Liu Hao looked around Su Wufang in surprise: "Little brother, you really have never cultivated?"

"No, how can you cultivate? Can you teach me?"

Liu Hao touched his chin and said: "Little brother, let me tell you, this blood demon old monster wants to practice a yin poison pill called Blood Soul Pill, which requires a lot of qi and blood and soul, so he arrested a lot of people, he locked people in different cells according to the strength of qi and blood soul, I and Sour Xiucai are strong souls, and the great monk and dumb are full of qi and blood, and the blood demon old monster puts you here, then you must be a little higher than ordinary people." ”

"And you haven't cultivated, it means that your talent is extremely strong, if you are outside, you are a good seedling. ”

After listening to Liu Hao's words, Su Wuxian suddenly felt that the future was bright, he was indeed a reborn, and this treatment was not ordinary.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, since such a good seedling is going to die here. Liu Hao shook his head regretfully and sighed: "I heard that this old monster went out this time to find the main medicine, or it will be opened in a few days, and we won't be able to hide from it then." ”

Hearing this, Su Wufang's heart suddenly cooled, if he could avoid this catastrophe, everything would have a follow-up, if he didn't dodge, he was afraid that he would be more than lucky.