Yang Yi was on the way back to Ruyi Building, passing through a few streets, it was already evening, and various shops and vendors were already slowly closing their stalls.

Yang Yi saw an old man selling books, so he couldn't help but come over.

In his previous life, he was a bookworm who loved to chase novels, and there were no entertainment activities in this world, so it was not bad to be able to read books.

For example, the merry scholar and pretty widow that Ning Yuan read should be good......

Yang Yi found a very old book called "Foreign Objects" in the pile of books, picked it out, and turned a few pages.

The old man said that this is such a small talking book written by an old literati in this county after sorting out the folklore and anecdotes that have been handed down in the county.

Yang Yi was a little curious about the content, so he paid for the book and stuffed it into the package, ready to read it when he was bored.

Then, he returned to Ruyi Building.

When Yang Yi returned to Ruyi Building, he saw that everyone looked at him differently.

Like, some awe, some curiosity.

The store was noisy and noisy, but as soon as I entered the door, the laughter and conversation were much quieter.

Yang Yi has experienced this situation, that is, when talking about a person behind his back, the main situation appears.

When the owner of the store saw Yang Yi coming back, he pushed away the little guy who was about to meet him, and greeted him himself. Hush the cold and ask for warmth, so you're welcome.

"Childe, are you hungry? The carp made by the chef in our store is a must, it is firm and tender, and full of flavor, do you want one?" the boss asked as if pleased.

"Why didn't you see this dish yesterday?" Yang Yi walked upstairs and asked curiously.

"Childe doesn't know, these days the river is high and the waves are urgent, no one dares to go down the river to fish, today I sent someone to hit one, I will eat with Childe!"

"Since the wind and waves are high, it must be extremely dangerous, how can you send someone to fish?"

"It's really dangerous, but this fish has come up anyway, it's just that people haven't come up......"

"This ......"

"It doesn't matter, if the son is willing to eat, it is a blessing for the small shop. ”

"Alright then, send it to my room. ”

"Okay, I don't think Childe likes to drink water, and it just so happens that we have a new batch of high-quality tea in our store, and I will also make a pot for Childe to drink. ”

"Thank you, thank you, send it to my room!"

"Also, I have a relative, a young girl, who is in the middle of the road, and who has taken refuge in me here. She said that she admired her son very much, and she wanted to send it to the room as well......"

"This ......" Yang Yi glanced at the boss, with small eyes and a garlic nose, looking a bit like a praying mantis......

"She's your relative?"

"Relatives, the kind that is connected by blood!"

"Then there's no need!" Yang Yi said to the boss with a smile, and now that he had walked to the room, he pushed the door and went in.

The boss had a smiling face, and when he saw Yang Yi enter the house, he hurriedly went downstairs and prepared food and drink for Yang Yi. He also instructed the little servant to go to the Qinglou next door and retreat the arranged woman.

In order to entertain this, this boss has put a lot of thought into it.

After a while, a fatty carp and some delicate side dishes were delivered to Yang Yi's room.

After that, Yang Yi locked the door.

After the door was locked, Yang Yi couldn't wait to put the four abandoned magic weapons on the table.

Lotus Whale, Taoist Master Treasure Seal, Sanqing Ruyi, Lingwei Water Cup......

These things are definitely things that only big sects have.

Moreover, the power that can take out such four treasures at the same time cannot be found in the territory of Yan Kingdom.

However, although Yang Yi knew the names of these artifacts, he still couldn't find out their origins.

The most important thing is the black qi on top of these magic weapons......

Yang Yi suddenly remembered that when he got the Dragon Pattern Treasure Treasure at that time, there was also a trace of black gas on it.

It's just that it drifted away at that time.

Yang Yi thought it was contaminated with evil qi at the time, so he didn't care, but now that he thinks about it, then there is another possibility.

The four magic weapons are taken out, and the things sealed in the cave will definitely move, and if someone does not suppress them in time, the consequences are really unpredictable.

And this is a hundred miles away, and only one person can do it.

That's the city god that guards this place.

A year ago, Fengmian Mountain ......

The destruction of the clay body of the city god may have something to do with it.

And the one who saved himself that night is probably just an aura incarnation of the city god.

And what is contaminated with this dragon pattern treasure is the same black gas!

This black gas ...... Where exactly does it come from?

The more Yang Yi thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

He carefully sensed the black gas on those few utensils, and investigated through the little golden man.

Jin Ren'er shook, and Yang Yi's brain stabbed like a pinprick.

Yang Yi gritted his teeth, still unrelenting, investigating.

Jin Ren'er's vibration became more and more intense, Yang Yi's brain became more and more painful, and his consciousness began to dissipate......

Just a few breaths, Yang Yi actually fainted in pain.

Not long after, Yang Yi, who was unconscious, only felt that the earth-shattering sound of fighting sounded in his ears.

His whole body was weak, but he struggled to open his eyes, and there was a blood-red patch in front of him.

He was already on a battlefield.

Damn, crossed again?

Yang Yi shouted angrily.

But he didn't have the strength to do so, and fell to the ground, looking at the battlefield.

It's a vast flat land, where countless humans are battling a bunch of things shrouded in black mist.

On the ground, in the air, everywhere is fighting.

Yang Yi looked at all this, and only felt that he was as small as dust.

Looking at it again, there are human powerhouses, who can almost tear apart the space with their aura, at least they are already strong people who can pass through the dark realm.

And in the next second, he was swept through his chest by black qi and fell from the sky.

Such a strong man died like this.

Moreover, there are many such strong men on this battlefield, falling one after another.

Yang Yi's weak body couldn't help but tremble.

Where is this?

What happened?

Then, a black gas spread from the sky, and finally enveloped the world.

Under the black fog, the human powerhouses exploded and died one after another.

When this black mist shrouded Yang Yi's head, he shouted, and then, his body turned into a cloud of blood mist, converging towards the black mist......

"Ahh

Yang Yi woke up suddenly.

Whew-gasp.

After a while, Yang Yi found that he was still lying in the room in the Ruyi Building.

The carp and tea not far away are already cold.

Nightmares?

But how could this dream be so real?

Yang Yi pressed his temples, and his head was still hurting.

He knew that this terrible dream must be related to the black qi on those magic weapons.

Yang Yi thought of the black fog in the dream, and the feeling of oppression made Yang Yi shudder.

That thing...... It's a cannibal!

How could I have such a dream for no reason?

Could this be some hint given to him by the golden man in his head?

If this is the case, then is it a scene from the past or a scene from the future?

If it was a previous scenario, it means that humanity has experienced such a catastrophe.

But this black gas is still there, not destroyed, but sealed.

If it's a futuristic scenario......

You can't just come to this world and encounter such a thing as a human catastrophe, right?

So how can you stop this?

Yang Yi weighed himself, he was currently just a minor cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm.

But so many human masters in the dream just now, in the face of this black fog, they can only end up falling......

Not to mention stopping it, you can't make a living if you want to.

The more Yang Yi thought about it, the more he felt a headache.

He even felt that a sharp sword suddenly hung over his head, a sharp sword that would fall at any time and take his life.

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Yi suddenly shook his head.

Then he grabbed the cold fish and took a vicious bite.

He poured another sip of cold tea from the pot.

Damn it......

Come on, come on!

Who's afraid of whom?

That black mist seemed to be able to suck human flesh and blood.

Feed on humans.

Isn't your own ability to eat?

That's Bibi, whoever has the bigger appetite, who has the better tooth!