There were many dead and wounded monks on the mountain, but nearly two years have passed, and the monks have come and gone on the mountain.

At the beginning, the evil ghosts, the cultivators did not dare to approach for a period of time at most, where would anyone be willing to waste the treasure land for two years.

The mountain is still the same, just the dried blood on the rocks of some wooden houses, telling the world what happened here.

When the prison was sealed, he saw some monks patrolling in groups of three or five, so he stepped forward to inquire.

Only then did I realize that a monk would mysteriously die every once in a while.

Under such circumstances, the people were reluctant to give up the place, so they formed several groups of patrolling monks to guard against the danger.

............

The prison came to the mountain pass and delivered a spirit stone, and he still had five in his bag.

As he thought about this, he had already come to the mountain, and at a glance he saw that the wooden house he had built was already occupied by other monks.

He shook his head, calming down and silently sensing where the demon was.

A moment later

Feng Prison smiled bitterly and opened his eyes, he couldn't accurately perceive the location of the evil ghost, but he was sure that the evil ghost was in the mountain.

How to find the evil ghost was another difficult task, and he couldn't come up with a solution after thinking about it for a long time.

............

It's late at night!

During the cultivation, the heart of the prison seal moved, and when he opened his eyes and looked back, he was in the dark...... A monk walked behind.

The monk staggered a few steps forward, and just as he was about to give a warning, the monk staggered a few times and fell backwards.

Is it drunk?

Prison Feng was wondering in his heart, and in the darkness ahead, he saw a black shadow flash past the ground and disappear without a trace.

If ordinary people see this scene, I am afraid that their legs will be weak immediately.

He was just stunned, and then he took a few steps forward boldly.

After only one glance, the prison seal was shocked and took a few steps back.

I saw that the monk's heart had been dug out, his eyes were wide and full of unwillingness, and a black hole in his chest was deep and terrifying, which made people shudder.

"What is this?"

A thought flashed through Prison's heart, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

But before he could think about it, the patrol monks noticed that there was something strange here, and gathered here in groups of three or five.

"Another man died. ”

"Shhh...... It was also gouged out of the heart. ”

"Poor Dao knows this fellow Daoist, he is the third layer of the Qi cultivation period!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, most of them had not yet reached the third layer of the Qi cultivation period!

Everyone in the field was eerily silent, and in the darkness, only the heavy breathing of everyone could be heard.

In the silent darkness, a breeze blew, and the wooden door creaked in the distance.

"Rustle......!"

Everyone looked around in horror, as if there would be a deadly sneak attack behind them at any moment.

"Don't panic, fellow Daoists, according to past experience, this person will only do it once in ten days, and we still have a chance to kill this fang!"

An older, middle-aged monk said this, but it didn't seem to have much effect.

As soon as the middle-aged monk's voice fell, a second-layer monk in the Qi cultivation period arched his hand and said, "I will no longer accompany you to the poor Dao, you are destined to see you again." ”

With that, the monk went down the mountain.

Prison watched this, thinking about his own business.

The black shadow that burrowed into the ground, although he didn't see it clearly, he had some vague guesses in his heart.

Seeing that he didn't seem to have anything to do, he arched his hand and prepared to leave.

At this time, the middle-aged monk looked at the second layer of the Qi cultivation period in the sealed prison, and a look of contempt flashed in his eyes, but he still asked, "This fellow Daoist doesn't know if he can see the appearance of that villain." ”

"No, Poor Dao just saw a dark shadow. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged monk nodded with some disappointment, and then said to the remaining monks: "Although it may be done once in ten days, it is not sure whether it will change, you fellow Daoists still have to be more careful......

But before he could finish his sentence, two more monks took their leave and left.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man felt remorseful, and really wanted to slap himself in the mouth, saying that it was not good, but he actually said that the opportunity changed when the enemy shot.

The middle-aged monk's face immediately became difficult to see, he was the patriarch of this Linshan Scattered Cultivation Organization, and he could get some spirit stones every once a while, if Linshan collapsed, he would have to return to the poor and scattered cultivation at that time.

It's just that no matter how much he persuades, it's useless, although he can get some thin spirit stones by patrolling here, but small lives are the most important.

Just when he was worried that there was no one to use, the prison he was about to leave came into his eyes.

"This fellow Daoist ...... Do you intend to patrol the mountain together, and the spirit stone will not be missing Taoist friends?"

When he heard the prison, he couldn't help but be stunned, and he couldn't help crying and laughing in his heart.

What is this, I'm worried about not having a spirit stone, and the spirit stone errand is here!

As for whether it was dangerous, he estimated that he should be fine, almost like the spirit stone he took for nothing, so why not do it.

"Thank you seniors, so the juniors are respectful and obedient!"

Prison is still honorific to the other party's predecessors, and give the other party a face.

The other party really ate this set, and said with a much kinder face: "Okay, today you will follow the poor road to patrol the mountains." ”

"Good. ”

............

The prison was so confused into this small organization, cultivating diligently during the day, and starting to patrol the mountains at night, and his life was fulfilling.

Ten days passed in a hurry, and nothing strange happened during this time.

Night soon came, and the prison woke up from his cultivation.

He pushed open the door and looked out, only to see that almost all the monks outside were gone, and only the monks who had interests with Linshan were left.

The other monks were reluctant to leave the mountain, which was full of yin qi, thinking that they probably heard rumors that one person would die in ten days, so they would leave for one night on the tenth day today.

Even if you don't give up here, just one night is harmless for cultivation.

With such a thought flashing through his mind, he walked out of the door and joined several monks to begin his patrol of the mountains tonight.

The monks had already prepared for the day, and they were confident that if the attacker appeared, there would be no return.

Tonight could be the new night of killing!

Prison Prison thinks so!