The blue light rushed to the sky, as if piercing a hole in this darkness. Beyond the hole, there is even more distant darkness, just that place, starry. The blue light rushed out of the sky, turning into colorful blooms in the darkness.

I saw that after each ray of light bloomed, an afterimage would be swept out, or a sword with a sword to kill the Quartet, or a long roar and a long song on the horse, of course, there are also immortals who stand by the void and walk with the sword. Each portrait stays for a brief moment. But thousands of portraits are reflected in the starry sky, and it is not only spectacular.

"This ...... What kind of place is it?" Ling Jiang looked up at the images on the starry sky, and always felt shocked, these images seemed to be the remnants of the deceased's life, only blooming in the night sky for a moment yesterday.

If it is said that above the stars, it is a splendid paradise.

Then the bottom of the canopy is hell on earth.

The blue light passed, and the ghost energy began to spread from the graveyard to the top of the grave. Some of the tall mounds began to crack slowly, and the palms that had been blue-black were constantly struggling to stick out of the grave. Thousands of tombs, there will be thousands of hands, thousands of ghosts around Lingjiang.

Ling Jiang vaguely remembered that he had heard this ghostly whimpering sound somewhere. That place is in the picture!

Suddenly, a strong wind blew violently, and Ling Jiang found that it was no longer dark around him.

Overhead, the sun and the moon pass through, and the stars are splendid.

And where he is located, there is a broken bridge.

Under the broken bridge, there are many graves!

Standing on the edge of the broken bridge, Ling Jiang could feel the cold wind blowing violently from below. On the other side of the broken bridge, where he was, was a gate. The door glowed with a rainbow of light, which seemed out of place with this strange secluded forest.

Ling Jiang wanted to step into the door to take a look, but the distance between himself and the door was dozens of feet, not to mention the bottom of the broken bridge and abyss, there were thousands of graves towering.

At this moment, the grave is long gone, replaced by a series of digging holes, those who originally lived in the grave, some of them are like dried corpses, some still maintain the appearance of people, some have long since turned into white bones, or only half of their bodies are left.

They all climbed up the broken pier as hard as they could, and they were about to climb the broken bridge.

Ling Jiang was so frightened that he took two steps back, only to find that it was a broken bridge with no way back. Both sides of the bridge collapsed, leaving only one pier alone to support the small section of the bridge in the middle.

Syllable!

The sound of supporting the case kept echoing in his ears, and at this moment, Ling Jiang had only one thought in his mind, which was to depict the sea rune. He took out his hair and began to draw a talisman out of thin air, but no matter how much he condensed, he could not draw a single golden rune.

Here, it's like a spell is forbidden!

"Retreat!"

I only heard a heavy voice coming, and half of my body had climbed onto the broken bridge, and the dried corpses and white bones seemed to be receding like the tide receding, frantically retreating. However, there are still some dry corpses climbing on the bridge piers, waiting for the opportunity.

"Retreat!"

The voice sounded again, more forcefully than before.

Ling Jiang could see that some of the white skeleton corpses that had not had time to hide back in the grave just popped and turned into a cloud of blood mist and dissipated into darkness. The force suffocated him a little, and he slowly turned backwards.

"Is that you?" Ling Jiang's eyes widened, looking at the man in a dark green robe in front of him.

"Little brother, let's meet again. He smiled at Ling Jiang, his clothes were filled with a strong smell of incense, which was a special smell that would only be dyed when he often stayed in the incense shop.

Ling Jiang looked down and skimmed it off, and found that the graves that had been cut under the broken bridge had returned to their original state again, piled up into small hills. It's just that the previous ghostly aura and brilliant blue light have disappeared completely.

"Why are you here?" Ling Jiang asked in surprise.

The shopkeeper of the incense shop in front of him laughed dryly twice, and replied seriously: "I am the night watchman of this Gangneung City. ”

"Jiangling City Nightwatch?" Ling Jiang frowned, and quickly figured it out. That is to say, in every city, there will be a night watchman. It's just that the night watchman of Jiangling City in front of him is obviously more profound than the night watchman of Tonghai City.

"I've heard from my colleagues in Tonghai City about you, and you're an interesting person. The night watchman of Gangneung City glanced at the silent mound beneath the abyss, and asked softly, "Do you want to know what's down here?"

Ling Jiang hesitated for a while, then shook his head.

"Hehe......" the night watchman of Gangneung City smiled, "just be cautious at you, it shouldn't be too easy to die." Actually, it doesn't hurt to tell you, since you can see it, it means that you are qualified to know about it. ”

"What the hell is it?" Ling Jiang asked in a low voice.

"Ghost graves. The night watchman replied.

"Ghost tomb?" Ling Jiang had heard of it for the first time, "Isn't the ghost already dead? Why is there still a grave?"

The night watchman of Gangneung City shook his head, "The origin of the ghost tomb is quite mysterious, and no one knows about it. What you see now is only the tip of the iceberg in the ghost tomb. In the depths of this ghost tomb, there are still countless ghost kings and ghost ancestors, they used to be the overlords of the underworld, and even the underworld has to be feared. But a long time ago, I don't know what happened, these ghost kings and ghost ancestors completely disappeared one night ago, turning into these graves you see now, wandering between heaven and earth. ”

"You mean that someone put all those ghost kings and ghost ancestors in the grave?" Ling Jiang asked in disbelief.

"Maybe it's human, or maybe it's not human. The Night's Watch shook his head, "You better not ask too much about the ghost tomb. For tens of thousands of years, countless people have stepped into ghost tombs to find the secrets, but so far no one has survived. Even if he dies, the power of the ghost king and the ghost ancestor who once slashed his hand will fall into it. ”

After listening to the narration of the night watchman in Jiangling City, Ling Jiang was embarrassed, and he couldn't imagine that he had actually brushed shoulders with death. Fortunately, the evil spirit imprisoned here is not very powerful, otherwise he would have been strangled to death by the ghost king's hand, right?

He thought for a moment, then asked, "In that case, why did I come to this place?"

"The existence of ghost tombs is mysterious, and some people may not be able to find their location after spending their entire lives. The Night's Watch replied, "Perhaps the reason why you have been able to attract the Ghost Tomb is because you have something on you that has attracted the attention of the Ghost Tomb." ”

"On me?" Ling Jiang suddenly felt a chill in his back, he was indeed carrying a very strange thing, that is, the "sword" that Uncle Nine had left for him.

Since Ling Jiang stepped into the second realm, he had also tried to open the black cloth. But whenever he touched the sword body, it was still the same as that day in Pinghai Town, and he couldn't touch it at all. I couldn't imagine that Uncle Nine could hold a sword empty-handed at that time, and how strong he had to be to do it.

"But you don't have to worry too much. Seeing that Ling Jiang didn't speak, the night watchman couldn't help but smile and said, "As long as you are still in the world for a day, we and the night watchman will not sit idly by." It is our duty to keep a long night and a peaceful night. ”

Ling Jiang stared at the smiling night watchman in front of him, and couldn't help but ask, "Senior, can I ask you a question?"

"Excuse me. The night watchman nodded.

"Who are you waiting for the night watchman to obey?" Ling Jiang asked curiously, in fact, he already had this doubt as early as Tonghai City, if the night watchman really just wanted to keep a peaceful night, then why were they not present when something happened in Pinghai Town. This so-called tranquility can actually be big or small, as small as sesame mung beans, and as big as survival in the world.

That night in Tonghai City, it seemed to be just an inconspicuous little thing, but the night watchman still took action.

Ling Jiang always felt that he should not be so lucky that he could meet the night watchman when he went out. Among them, there should be some inside story.

"Who do you think it should be?" asked the night watchman of Gangneung City, "the Celestial Empire, the Underworld, or some powerful person?"

"This ......" Ling Jiang didn't know how to answer for a while.

"There is a definite number in the underworld, and there are rules of its own in this heaven and earth. We night watchmen are not acting on orders, but following this rule. The Night's Watch sighed, "In this world, there are many unknown identities, such as demon hunters, spirit crossers, and so on...... They walk yin and yang, they are ordinary people living in the world, but they hide another identity that is not ordinary. They exist precisely because these rules and regulations still exist. ”

"Rules are not meant to be broken, so if there are rules, someone must enforce the law, and those who violate the rules must be severely punished. The night watchman paused, looked at Ling Jiang and asked, "Do you understand now?"

Ling Jiang nodded slightly, "I probably understand." ”

The Night's Watch smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you can't get to the bottom of everything in your life, you just need to know that this thing exists." Let's go, I'll send you back. ”

I saw that the night watchman gently patted Ling Jiang's back and pushed it forward.

Ling Jiang stumbled at his feet, almost fell on his heels, and when he came back to his senses, he was already back in a dilapidated street.

The moon is still in the sky, and the money is falling like snow. Ling Jiang looked around and found that this was a road that he had never walked before, and there was no figure in sight, so it was obviously not the route to be taken by the funeral home.

After returning to the Yin Yang Road, Ling Jiang recalled the ghost tomb he had just seen, and still felt that it was like a dream. A dream of someone else, and I just inadvertently broke into it, but I almost stayed in the dream and couldn't wake up.

"Uncle Jiu, you're going to push me into the fire pit......" Ling Jiang gently patted the "sword" that was covered by his coat and said with a wry smile. To this day, Ling Jiang still couldn't figure out what the use of taking this thing to Chang'an was.

Ling Jiang soon began to have a headache again, the rune paper left by Da Bai was to guide him out of the Yin and Yang Road, but it was not clear where he would go, once he went out, it would not be so easy to find Ya'er again.

At this moment, a footstep hurried in. Ling Jiang subconsciously dodged behind a broken wall, and quietly looked at it, and it was a young monk in a monk's robe.

"Master Lingjiang, please come out, the poor monk will take you back. "Refuge stood in the middle of the alley, obviously knowing that Ling Jiang was nearby.

Ling Jiang smiled bitterly and walked out from behind the broken wall, "Refuge, why are you here?

Conversion shook his head and said, "It's not clear, I heard that the Nangong benefactor said that you were gone, so I set out to look for you." However, the evil spirits should have been dispelled. ”

Taking refuge can sense that the beads he left behind have been calmed down, and he is obviously fine.

Hearing that the refuge said this, Ling Jiang was also relieved, at least he could spend the night safely.

Ling Jiang followed the refuge and returned the way he came. As for how Refuge found himself, Ling Jiang didn't know, it wasn't enough that since he dared to meddle in this troubled water, it was a bit of an afterthought.

"Strange ......" took refuge on the road, and couldn't help frowning.

"What's wrong?" Ling Jiang asked.

"It feels like there are other coffins on this road besides us. Refuge said in a deep voice.

"The other coffins refer to ......," Ling Jiang asked in a low voice.

Refuge shook his head, "I don't know, I always feel that the person who came is not good, let's hurry back, I'm worried that Bai Shizhu won't be able to resist it alone and cause trouble." ”