The rumors about hauntings at Xu Shaobai's alma mater, Lin Provincial University, are still somewhat similar to the haunting rumors of most schools in the Celestial Empire, a cliché thriller novel.

Probably when the school was built, a mass grave was dug up, and the Celestial Empire was invaded to launch a massacre in Lin Province, which was near the school, and it is rumored that the corpses were piled up at that time, and the smell was so strong that people dug pits and burned them all for cremation. Later, in the dead of night, there were all kinds of wailing and crying, which was very terrifying. Later, the new campus of Linsheng University was located here, and there were many accidents when laying the foundation, and the school invited a famous monk to chant the scriptures, and there were unknown old ways to travel at the same time, and arranged the school's feng shui to be carried out smoothly.

But those are rumors from decades ago, Xu Shaobai doesn't know if it's true or not, because when he was in school, although there were rumors of haunting, he never encountered it, and it may also be the reason why he was a good student, and he has been going to bed early and getting up early and has no nightlife.

"Lingbao, do you know where it is haunted?" Xu Shaobai walked leisurely on the campus with Lingbao, and there was a peaceful and scholarly atmosphere as far as the eye could see.

"Dad, give. ”

Xu Shaobai took the thing that Xiao Lingbao threw in the air, and it turned out to be eye drops······ Although Xu Shaobai knew that it was definitely not that simple, he still wanted to complain.

"Dad, according to the soil method on the earth, this is nectar, it is the essence of the water spirit gathered on the willow leaves at the dawn of my collection, Dad, you have temporarily opened the so-called yin and yang eyes in your eyes, and you can see the lonely souls and wild ghosts. ”

Xu Shaobai thought while dripping, Lingbao, the eyes are the windows of the soul, and there are no bacteria and dust in the dew you find casually.

Sure enough, after dripping nectar, Xu Shaobai shed a lot of tears, as if he had a rejection reaction, and he squeezed his eyebrows for a while before regaining his light.

Xu Shaobai immediately saw something unusual. Under the light and shadow of light and shadow in the night, the mountain behind the school turned into a dark flame mountain, and the dark yin qi surrounded the entire back mountain like steam, and there were repeated yin qi adding firewood to the fire around it.

Xu Shaobai smacked his tongue, "Lingbao, it really works, the back mountain is completely gone, it has become a burning firewood, that's yin, Lingbao." ”

"It's not ordinary, it's not ordinary, Dad, this is by no means as simple as a lonely ghost, the back mountain has become a yin wind ding. ”

Lingbao continued with interest, "Either it is artificially arranged, or it is an unusual evil spirit. Dad, let's not startle the snake first, let's investigate first, I thought it was a small thing, and the preparation was not very proper. Be careful to sail the 10,000-year-old ship, if you want to take down this back mountain, you have to survey it, otherwise it will take some effort to let this ghost thing run away, and maybe a few innocent people will be harmed. ”

Lingbao asked Xu Shaobai to wait in place for a while, and then disappeared suddenly, and he had already returned in a few moments.

"Dad, as I expected, there is an evil cultivator who pretends to be a god and a ghost is blatantly cultivating Yin Gu here. Dad, don't act rashly yet, I'll go back to the Pearl Heaven Realm to prepare a few things, and I must have cleaned up that old thing neatly today. ”

Xu Shaobai didn't expect things to become so complicated, he thought that he was able to capture Lingbao, but now he had to wait for Lingbao to go to the Pearl Heaven Realm to get the treasure and then clean up the mess.

Xu Shaobai stared at the back mountain, and found that the dark flame formed by the yin qi of the back mountain became more and more powerful, and the rich yin qi made the entire back mountain begin to blur in the line of sight, and the entire back mountain was no longer beautiful during the day, incarnated into a demon full of tentacles, and the tentacles formed by the yin qi seemed to be to choose people to eat, and what was contaminated was like a maggot attached to the bones lingering, fortunately, the haunted rumors of the back mountain at night were becoming more and more boiling, and no student had the courage to come to the mountain at night to do something, otherwise being entangled by such a rich yin qi would inevitably cause a serious illness and lose his life。

Hmm? Illusion? There is a blue light in the rich black gas.

Xu Shaobai rubbed his eyes, there was no mistake, there was, the frequency of blue light flashing was getting faster and faster, as if he was about to break free from the cage of yin qi.

Suddenly, a goshawk broke out of the air, and the yin qi behind it brought out a long trail, however, in the blink of an eye, the goshawk formed by the blue light aura was shot down by a long arrow formed by the yin qi with lightning speed, and was grabbed and swallowed by the burning yin qi tentacles.

Xu Shaobai felt that this Qingguang goshawk was very familiar, ah! It was Song Qingyang. That goshawk is exactly the same as the little yellow bird that flew out of the picture scroll shown by Song Qingyang last time.

Song Qingyang was fighting in the evil cultivation and the blue light flickered more and more frequently in the yin qi, and there were figures that appeared and disappeared from time to time. No, it seems that the fish that suddenly struggled in the net couldn't break free, Song Qingyang was already in danger.

Xu Shaobai immediately stabilized his mind and communicated with Lingbao.

"Lingbao, the Song Qingyang I said before seems to be fighting against the evil cultivator, and it seems to be very disadvantaged, you come back quickly. Without waiting for Lingbao to reply, he really heard a terrible scream.

It was Song Qingyang who couldn't make a mistake, Xu Shaobai didn't think too much about it at the moment, and rushed to the back mountain after taking a step, although Xu Shaobai hadn't practiced for a few days, but under the blessing of the Frost Neiyuan and the Guanghong Body Refining Dafa who majored in physical cultivation, his body was already a little stronger.

Xu Shaobai rushed forward like a cheetah with full horsepower, and between the runs, Xu Shaobai began to think about the current situation, he was definitely inferior to the evil cultivator, but he had the spirit treasure to give him the soul suppression grass and the soul devouring dog, he would definitely be able to buy a little time, and he would teleport back to the Pearl Heaven Realm if he had a sigil to save his life. For Song Qingyang, Xu Shaobai's senses are quite good, and if he can save it, he will save it!

After thinking about it, Xu Shaobai had already followed the sound and arrived, but saw Song Qingyang and another monk in a navy blue robe fighting with an evil cultivator who knew at a glance that it was not a good thing.

Song Qingyang's body seems to have been pierced, and the blood is not stopping, and there is blood oozing from the corners of his mouth and even his eyes, a handsome guy is very crazy at the moment. The other navy-robed monk was no better, with one arm removed and his hair disheveled.

But seeing that evil cultivator smiled gloomily, "I don't know whether to live or die, all day long, the heaven and earth are righteous, benevolent and righteous, and I don't weigh my own weight, I can't pass a few tricks under the old man's hands, and I am in a hurry to send him to death as a living corpse under the old man's hands? Hahaha, the ignorant junior laughed at the old man, and really thought that the old man was afraid of the sect? When the old man succeeded, he would kill you and other self-proclaimed famous and decent blessed lands, and use all of you moral and sanctimonious people as urinals, hahaha. ”

The evil cultivator's feet were covered with white bones, as if they had just been dug out of the soil. The old man seems to have a miserable white flesh fold even on his scalp, not to mention his face, a pair of fish eyes and not even pupils, and his gaze is extremely cold. He was rickety, but he wore a funny bright red robe. The strange thing is that one hand is like white marble to attract attention, the other hand is white bone, and the palm of the hand opens and closes with a terrible kara sound, like a rusty bicycle chain.

For Xu Shaobai, who broke in, the evil old man took a look at it, and he was not interested at all, he was actually an ordinary person who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The evil cultivator sneered twice, and as soon as he grabbed the white bone withered claw, he used his yin qi to pinch out a flying knife, and with a flick of the white bone fingertips, with the sound of breaking the air and the sound of the bones rubbing and clicking, the flying knife instantly appeared in front of Xu Shaobai's forehead.

"Beware!" "Brother Xu!!"

Song Qingyang and the other monk moved at the same time, and Song Qingyang didn't have time to make extra movements with the paintbrush in his hand, so he threw it directly at Xu Shaobai, in a vain attempt to block the Yin Qi Flying Knife. The other green-robed monk's cheeks bulged, aiming at the evil cultivator, and a raging true fire gushed out.

Everything was in an instant.