Chapter 576: The Hidden Place (5) (4th Update) (Page 1/1)

She wanted to drink, so she took out a gourd full of wine, sat down next to Mo Chen, handed it to Mo Chen first, and suddenly said: "When I was a child, I always wanted to fly into the sky and jump from one star to another, but now I really don't think so. ”

Mochen smiled and asked, "Why? Is it because you've grown up?"

Bai Zihua nodded: "When I grew up, I realized how ridiculous my childhood dreams were, with my cultivation, not to mention flying to jump around on the stars, I can't just fly above the sky." ”

Mo Chen shook his head and said, "According to your qualifications, you can always reach the point of flying to the sky." ”

Bai Zihua couldn't deny it, took back the wine gourd, and took a big sip.

She directly wiped the corners of her mouth with her white sleeve, and asked rhetorically at Mo Chen, "Master, what was your dream when you were a child?"

"Me?" Mo Chen was a little confused for a moment.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly put his two fingers together and turned into sword fingers, and stabbed towards the door of Bai Zi's picture.

It is difficult to describe in words the brilliance of this sword finger, the breath is majestic, hooking the avenue between heaven and earth, the whole body can't move, and can only watch the sword finger get closer and closer.

Within easy reach, Bai Zihua was confident, and none of the people in her mind could avoid this finger.

When the sword finger approached, Mo Chen gently picked it up, and a shadow appeared in the void, which was ruthlessly pierced by the sword finger.

The shadow was shattered, leaving no trace, as if it had never appeared.

Mochen took the wine jug from Bai Zihua's hand, and took another big sip, and the gray cloth couldn't hide his arrogance.

After a while, Mo Chen returned the wine jug to Bai Zihua and sighed softly, "Did you see that shadow just now?"

Bai Zihua calmed down and muttered: "Come and go without a trace, like the heavenly demon I saw in books." ”

Heavenly Demons.

There are various descriptions of heavenly demons in the books.

But to be aware, they are all companions formed by the desires and obsessions of the monks.

The Heavenly Demon is extremely evil in nature, rampant killing, almost no intelligence, and does things entirely by his own heart, even Mochen is the first time he has seen it, let alone Bai Zihua.

However, fortunately, the strength of this piece of heaven and earth is generally low, even if the demon killing this heaven is sudden, Mo Chen still wiped it out with one finger.

After the two drank for a while, Bai Zihua left on his own, and Mochen continued to sit in the courtyard, looking up at the starry sky.

He sat there cross-legged, his face was slightly ruddy, although the whole was still the same as before, but as his cultivation returned to the spiritual light realm, his physical body was also transforming from pale to the crystal clear and dustless appearance before.

He's not wasting time, he's waiting for an opportunity.

The divine consciousness unfolded, and the ink dust reflected every move of the entire Wu family and even the entire county into the sea of consciousness.

Soon, Mo Chen saw Wu Qianlong and several strange old men who had stepped into the coffin with most of their feet, and everyone was holding torches and dancing around a circle of weird patterns.

Beside them, four women stood with their hands tied and their eyes covered, guarded by two guards.

Obviously, this is the woman that the Wu family looted in the county town in the afternoon and used for sacrifice.

How weird this picture is.

And as time slowly passed, Mo Chen was surprised to find that at the edge of the Wu family's surroundings, in the darkness, I don't know when, there were a few more vague black shadows inexplicably.

These black images are like watching lively passers-by, surrounding the periphery, quietly watching the people of the Wu family dancing weird dances.

Gradually, there were more and more black shadows on the lookers, and they became denser and denser.

The black shadows stood in the darkness, standing on the outermost part of what the candlelight could reach, and ordinary people's eyes could not detect them at all, but the ink dust was different.

He does not perceive with seeing, but with divine sense.

Under the gaze of the divine sense, these black shadows were like lifeless dead things, floating in the open space, abrupt and inexplicable.

In this way, these black shadows are clearly reflected in the sea of ink dust.

"Is the spirit here?" Wu Qianlong gasped and asked Wu Hongyan beside him.

He was not tired, but because of the cold around him, which made him breathe involuntarily, and the protruding breath immediately turned into a white mist.

Wu Hongyan nodded, at this time she was wearing a blood-red silk blouse, her eyes were shining, and she took out more than a dozen ropes with her hands.

One end was tied to the wrists of everyone present, and the other end was tied to a black shadow acolyte, corresponding to each other, just the right amount.

It seems that this Wu Hongyan has a special ability to see, or feel, the existence of this so-called black shadow acolyte.

"Okay, let's go. With that, Wu Qianlong led everyone out of the back door of the Wu family's mansion and walked into the distance.

"Finally gone. Mo Chen's divine sense followed everyone closely, and he also got up and patted the dust on his robe, and the dual-element condensation in his body instantly stimulated the inheritance of the Yin Marquis, and while blending into the shadows, he was like a poisonous snake in the night, keeping up with the team of everyone in the Wu family.

This walk, there are several roads to walk, turn left and right along the forest path, and finally see a house in front of you, covering an area of dozens of acres, the brass gate of vermilion lacquer, the courtyard wall is towering, and the iron thorns are pierced out from outside the courtyard wall, showing a hideous state.

At this time, Wu Hongyan stood up and directly took out a copper bowl with a gap in the corner from the ring, which was filled with a black viscous liquid.

A loach floats on top of the black liquid, motionless, and looks like it's dead.

She pointed the bowl to the crowd and did not speak.

Everyone felt that they were familiar with the road, and they consciously bit the tip of their index finger and dripped a drop of blood on the loach corpse.

It wasn't until everyone had done so that the dead and lifeless loach came back to life, and a writhing popped out of the bowl, falling to the ground and burrowing straight into the ground, directly drilling a small hole of unknown depth.

Wu Qianlong looked around, clasped his fists at the empty place and shouted, "Please also ask the spirit lords to take action." ”

Mo Chen was a little incomprehensible, but he saw that a black shadow acolyte at the front really understood Wu Qianlong's meaning, so he floated like that, floated to the vermilion gate, and gently pushed it.

"Squeak"

There was a tooth-souring sound, and the door was slowly pushed open, revealing the scene inside.

"Let's go. Wu Qianlong looked at the people behind him, swept his eyes, and after making sure that the number of people was correct, he led everyone into the house.

Ink Dust also took advantage of the moment when the door was about to close, and quickly slipped through the crack in the door.

The courtyard was dark and silent, weeds spread, and the walls of the previous houses were mottled and cracked, adding another gloom.

It's like no one has lived here in a long time.

But these were not the destinations of the people, and their eyes did not even stop at these dilapidated houses, but directly crossed over and continued on their way, and within a moment, they were at the end of the house.

Ink Dust's gaze passed over them, and he looked at a large black hole in the ground that seemed to have been smashed.

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