Mount Emei, north, more than 100 miles, Tianshui City. :efefd

After two catastrophes in ten years, Tianshui City is far from the prosperity of the past, nearly four months have passed since the beast and demon catastrophe, and in the middle of the night, the huge Tianshui Ancient City is still deserted, and there are only a few Qinglou prostitution halls still lit with candles.

Almost all the urban patterns in Middle-earth are cheap in the south and rich in the north, and poor in the east and west.

Almost all of the jugglers of the Qinglou prostitution hall are gathered in the southern city, where the literati live in the east, the dignitaries and dignitaries in the north, and the poor gather in the west.

At this moment, it was already late at night, and there were less than three days before Shangguan Yundun promised to give the first seat of the six veins.

In a slum in the west city of Tianshui City, a small and dilapidated courtyard is inconspicuously bathed in the starlight and moonlight, and the wisps of yin wind blow from time to time, making a sound similar to the low cry of a resentful woman.

Han Xuemei walked alone on the streets of Xicheng, in the dead of night, there was no one on the street except her, she was like a wandering ghost wandering the world, helpless, lonely, and a little confused.

The night before, her mentor Yunshui had a deep conversation with her in Yunyan Pavilion, and through the conversation the night before, she found that the character of the mentor who had always been vigorous and resolute seemed to have changed a lot, and his appearance was much older, which made Han Xuemei inevitably a little worried about her mentor's body.

She was raised by Master Yunshui since she was a child, and taught her Taoism and gave her a sword, it can be said that in Han Xuemei's heart, Master Yunshui's weight is like a reborn parent.

The night before, Yunshui Shitai asked her to go down the mountain, secretly looking for the traces of Yuncanghai, if she found it, it was naturally best to bring it back to Shushan, if she couldn't bring it back, she could kill it if necessary.

She had to listen to Mrs. Yunshui's words, so she left the Jade Girl Peak early the next morning, and wandered around the Emei Mountain for two days in eight hundred miles, without any gain, and tonight, she came to Tianshui City unconsciously.

Thinking about it, Shangguan Yundun, the elder of Shushan Reincarnation Peak, sent thousands of Reincarnation Peak disciples to search for Reincarnation Peak as the center, but there was no news, she was just a person, and if she wanted to find Yuncanghai, it was undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

At this moment, she knew that there must be many Shushan disciples nearby who were looking for traces of Yuncanghai day and night, and she didn't know what she could do alone, so she walked slowly on this deep street.

It was pitch black in front, and there seemed to be an alley, and at the mouth of the alley there was a rather stout old locust tree with a crooked neck, and the leaves rustled slightly from time to time in the night wind.

Han Xuemei walked to the entrance of the alley, and when she was about to pass by, she suddenly stopped suddenly, and her cold eyes bloomed with a cold light in the darkness.

She clenched the Xuanshuang Divine Sword in her hand, turned her head slightly, and looked at the dark alley.

A gust of yin wind, blowing from the mouth of the alley, rolled up a few strands of her snow-white silver hair, swaying gently in the wind.

Her willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she felt something unusual.

Slowly walked under the crooked old locust tree, the dense foliage blocked the moonlight and stars, and her whole body melted into the darkness.

After a while, she slowly reached out and touched the old locust tree in front of her, and the rough bark formed a strong contrast under the touch of her palm, which was as white as snow and as gentle as jade.

It's like the surprise of a fairy and a monster.

Whew

An unusual yin wind suddenly sounded, and Han Xuemei, who was standing in the dark shadows, looked up, only to see a black light, which flew over from the top of the crooked neck old tree, and landed behind the quiet dark alley.

Just when Han Xuemei was surprised in her heart, another black light, as if chasing more like secretly following, quietly crossed the night sky.

Han Xuemei's heart was even more suspicious, she felt that the yin qi at the mouth of this alley was much heavier than other places, and there might be some yin spirit in it, she thought that this unusual yin qi came from the old locust tree in front of her, after all, this kind of hundred-year-old locust tree is the easiest to absorb yin spirits such as wandering spirits and wild ghosts, so the locust tree is also known as the ghost in the tree.

Unexpectedly, suddenly two black rays of light swept over the top of the old locust tree one after the other, and the speed was extremely fast.

Although it was only for a moment, Han Xuemei still felt that those two rays of light were definitely not emitted by Shushan Zhenyuan, with a bit of gloomy ghost aura in the obscurity, most of them were Demon Sect cultivation masters.

"Thousands of Xiangxi disciples led by Qian 13 are stationed in Shouyun Mountain outside the city, are these two masters the corpse chasers of the Xiangxi faction?"

Han Xuemei secretly speculated that if it was really Qian Thirteen nearby, she could go and say hello to her, and by the way, inquire about Yun Xiaoxie's situation in the past few days.

Thinking of this, she slowly walked into the dark alley.

The alley was very deep and winding, surrounded by dilapidated yards, and the walls were full of weeds, thinking that the whole alley had been dilapidated for many years, and several families in the alley were long gone.

The further she walked in, the more Han Xuemei felt that the alley located in the slum of the west city of Tianshui City was a bit unusual, the yin qi was much stronger than the mouth of the alley, and it seemed that there were masters suppressing it with formation talismans.

I walked more than ten zhang inside, and at the end of the alley, there was a dilapidated portal, if Xiaoya was here, she would definitely recognize that this dilapidated courtyard was the abandoned yin house where she and her grandfather Xu Tiandi were attacked by evil ghosts.

This yin house is very strange, and the yin qi is extremely heavy, perhaps because of this strange yin house, there are no living people living in a radius of dozens of zhang, and it has become an abandoned land.

Han Xuemei stood at the wooden door of the abandoned yin house, there had been no one living in it for many years, it was in disrepair, and the courtyard gate was dilapidated, but by the moonlight, you could see that there were many coffins placed in the courtyard.

When Xiaoya and Xu Tiandi first arrived in Tianshui City, because they met robbers, they lost both the silver on their bodies when they fled for their lives, and they didn't have silver to live in Tianshui City, so they found an abandoned house in Xicheng and planned to spend the night, but that night they met a Xuanbi Taoist wearing a ghost fanged mask.

At that time, there was no coffin in the abandoned house.

These coffins only existed ten years ago, and they also have something to do with Yun Xiaoxie.

When the funeral was catastrophic, Tianshui City was washed away by the blood of the undead skeletons, and tens of thousands of people who did not have time to escape died tragically under the undead skeletons.

Not long afterward, Yun Xiaoxie and the third princess Li Tielan got married, and was canonized as Shuzhong Hou by the current Emperor Renzong, with a fief of thousands of miles, and this day Water City was in Yun Xiaoxie's fiefdom.

When Yun Xiaoye learned of the situation, he asked the officials of Tianshui City to use many houses in the city that had been abandoned for many years and changed them into Yizhuang to place coffins and corpses and pay tribute to the souls of the dead.

This courtyard in Xicheng was transformed into a righteous village in Tianshui City ten years ago.

In the past, there was a camel guard to take care of it, but a while ago when the beast demon was catastrophic, the camel ran with everyone and evacuated Tianshui City, and I don't know whether it was sick and starved to death on the way to escape, or was eaten by the beast demon, most of the people of Tianshui City who fled at the beginning have returned to their hometowns one after another in the past few months, but the camel guarding Yizhuang has not come back so far.

"It turns out that the abandoned houses in this alley have been changed to Yizhuang, no wonder the yin qi in this neighborhood is so heavy. ”

Han Xuemei saw the coffin placed in the courtyard, and her heart was relieved. Still, his brow furrowed.

The two black lights she saw just now obviously fell near here, since this is Yizhuang, why would those two cultivation masters be interested in this place?

She walked in slowly, wary of her surroundings.

The yard is not large, and there are more than a dozen worn-out thin-skinned coffins, and the coffins are also faintly seen in the dilapidated houses on both sides.

Han Xuemei walked gently in the yard, and she could clearly smell the smell of decay filling the air, she had always loved cleanliness and couldn't help frowning.

Walking through the courtyard to the hall, there was a dilapidated god table, the table had twenty or thirty spirit tablets, most of them had fallen down, covered with dust and cobwebs, and it was obvious that no one had cleaned it for at least a few months.

Han Xuemei glanced left and right a few times, but did not find the two people who came in before, thinking that she had seen it wrong, and felt that the yin qi here was very heavy and rancid, and she was about to leave.

As soon as he walked to the door of the hall, suddenly, there was a strange noise, although it was slight, but in the dark Yizhuang, in Han Xuemei's ears, it was tantamount to a thunderclap.

"Staggering"

The white light suddenly appeared, the cold air swept over, and the Xuanshuang Divine Sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

Han Xuemei held the hilt of the Xuanshuang Divine Sword tightly, and the white sword qi light was imprinted on her cheeks, looking a little pale.

She held Xuanshuang flat, looked at a coffin in the corner, and said solemnly: "Come out"

With her Taoism, even if it is a fierce spirit and ghost, she is not afraid, after this beast and demon catastrophe, the master of cultivating truth in the world has withered, and now looking at the world, there are really not many people who can beat the sword in her hand.

There was no sound, no movement, as if the slight noise just now was just her auditory hallucination.

Han Xuemei didn't think so, she was confident that she would never hear it wrong, and when she saw that the person in the coffin didn't come out, he approached little by little.

The coffin in the corner is a little different from the other coffins in Yizhuang, it is not a thin-skinned coffin, but a fine Liuzhou wood, and the outer surface of the coffin is also painted with red paint, and the volume is much larger than other coffins.

What's even more strange is that the coffins here have existed for more than ten years, due to the perennial sun and rain, the coffins in the courtyard have begun to rot, even if they are these coffins in the house, they are rotten to varying degrees, but the big red lacquer coffin in the corner is very new, and there is soil on it, it seems that it was not originally in Yizhuang, but was recently dug out of the ground and moved here.

Han Xuemei was so smart, she really saw that around this coffin, there were three coffins lying on one side, obviously this coffin was overturned on the side when it was moved to make room for space.

Han Xuemei's eyes flickered, and when she was less than a foot close to the coffin, she suddenly changed sharply, only to see a cold light, red as blood, fast as lightning, straight out of the coffin, shooting towards Han Xuemei.

Han Xuemei had already taken precautions in her heart, and the Xuanshuang Divine Sword in her hand shook, hitting the blood-red cold light, but the power of the blood-red cold light was terrifying, as soon as she made contact, Han Xuemei immediately felt an overwhelming force coming from the Xuanshuang Divine Sword.

The divine sword was connected to her own life, and under this force, the qi and blood in her body tumbled violently, and with her current Taoism, she did not immediately suppress this qi and blood, but was shocked and retreated, her throat was hot, and a stream of essence blood spurted out of her mouth.

Han Xuemei was horrified in her heart, knowing that the figure in the coffin had a high cultivation level, far surpassing herself, her mind was in a hurry, and she secretly thought that there was any other powerful master near Mount Emei who could hurt herself with one move.

Just as she was in shock, the red light circled in the air and sped towards her again.

Han Xuemei's face finally changed greatly, knowing that her breath was uncertain at the moment, and most of them couldn't stop this light.

Just when she thought that she would be seriously injured under this red light even if she didn't die, suddenly, a demonic wind blew in Yizhuang, and a black shadow came first, jumping up from behind her, blocking in front of her.

The black shadow was wrapped in black qi all over its body, and it was impossible to see who it was.

But the man's cultivation seemed to be surprisingly high, and with a light snort, a black gas rushed towards the red light.

bang

There was a muffled sound, the red light and black gas collided, the black shadow retreated again and again, and the coffin in the corner began to be unstable, and it trembled.

The black gas dissipated and the red light disappeared.

Standing in front of Han Xuemei was a tall and thin middle-aged man, his eyes were like an eagle, staring at the red lacquer coffin.

He said hoarsely: "Your Excellency, what kind of humanity is so high, why don't you dare to show your true face?" ”

"Boom"

There was a sombre of shrill laughter from the coffin.

A moment later, a dull sound like grinding sand came from the coffin.

"I don't even remember who I am. However, your body necromancy may not be as good as Xuannu Renqing, but it is not much worse than the burial of the heavens back then, you are the first right-hand man under the demon god baby black spirit witch. ”

The man in black said lightly: "Your Excellency has good eyesight. ”

Han Xuemei stood behind the Black Spirit Witch, and her face changed instantly.

She didn't expect that the Black Spirit Witch would be here, and she would save her life

At the beginning of the battle between Shangguan Yundun and the Black Spirit Witch, both of them disappeared for several months, until five days ago, Shangguan Yunton did not appear, everyone thought that the Black Spirit Witch had been killed by Shangguan Yundun, but they did not expect that the Black Spirit Witch not only did not die, but also appeared near Mount Emei.

Han Xuemei, who came back to her senses, suddenly changed her face again, because she heard the voice of the person in the coffin just now, although it was much sharper and hoarse, but it seemed to be faintly audible that it was the voice of the head of the sect, Bo Yun Canghai

"Uncle in Charge"

Han Xuemei cried out in a lost voice.

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