With this casual glance, Xiao He almost sat on the ground in fright. He couldn't have imagined that the orange-yellow thick and transparent "honey" that emitted such a strong fragrance turned out to be corpse oil!

When the little old man saw him, as if he had expected it, he smiled, and with a wave of his hand, the broken wax paper artifact was reconciled as before, as if it had not been unsealed.

Xiao He sat on the ground and stammered at the little old man: "You, you, you-"

The little old man glanced at him, and said in surprise: "What am I, do you still want to go to Wuji Peak when you see this?" Xiao He looked at him stunned, recovered for a while, and then suppressed the nausea in his heart, and said indignantly: "I didn't want to go to this place by myself!"

The little old man laughed, his eyes full of playfulness and appreciation: "Good boy, with personality! I am Feng Bo, a bone picker outside the mirror world of Kunlun Wuji Peak." ”

Xiao He repeated curiously: "The bone picker ......."

"I asked you just now, do you know how many people from the Kunlun Sect come to the door to seek immortals? If you are willing, let me see the bones under this mountain. ”

Xiao He shook his head violently when he heard this, he was reluctant to follow this strange old man. What if he was not happy to make himself into "honey"? As for what he had just said, he had some doubts in his heart, so he was curious: "What do you mean, all the immortal seekers are dead?"

"If they are all dead, where did Kunlun, the first faction of the New Immortal Realm, come from?"

Feng Bo glanced at Xiao He and said.

"It's all thrown out, it's trapped in-"

Suddenly, a voice coldly interrupted Feng Bo's words: "Feng Bo, long time no see, how are you lately?" The sudden voice startled Xiao He, and he turned around sharply and found that it was the new night. The night breeze was bleak and the trees rustled. The moon is cold and the stars are scarce, and the black clouds are wild. Xiao He fixed his eyes, under the moonlight, this little girl was wearing a set of cute cow pajamas, her bangs were raised, and her face was covered with a black mask.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud. Shuo Ye was wearing a mask, and his mouth couldn't move, so he had to stare at him with his eyes, and whispered: "What a laugh!"

Feng Bo was also slightly stunned before he recognized Shuoye, he stood up, bowed his head slightly, and said seriously and politely: "Princess Shuoye, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Xiao He's eyes widened and he looked at Shuo Ye, repeating, "Princess?"

Shuo Ye couldn't see her expression with the mask on it, but she didn't speak for a long time, she must have blushed. Shuo Ye deliberately ignored Xiao He, sat down next to Feng Bo, shook his two long legs, and said to Feng Bo very kindly: "Feng Bo, how is your health lately?"

Feng Bo changed his attitude towards Xiao He just now, and looked at Shuo Ye with a smile, as if he respected her identity very much: "Thank you princess for your concern, Feng Bo, I am still in good health, still good." She looked back at Feng Bo's bamboo basket and asked, "How was the result of tonight?"

Feng Bo replied with satisfaction: "It's not bad, I have collected a few good bones." ”

Xiao He was disgusted when he thought of the fragrant corpse oil, but he was still very curious and amazed by this in his heart, could it be that this cultivator was fragrant when he died and turned into corpse water?

Of course, Shuo Ye knew that he had misunderstood what the soul incense was, and when he saw his appearance, he snorted in disgust.

Feng Bo was beside him, and looked at Xiao He grinning and twisting his eyebrows, and then reacted to what was going on. Maybe it was the night that was there, he finally stopped putting on the score, and explained to Xiao He very seriously: "This is soul incense." Xiao He secretly said that it seems that Shuo Ye is used to being a prestige, Feng Bo and Chonghua have such a good relationship, and when he sees Shuo Ye, he is even more greasy and greasy old minister's care and love for the prince.

What a devil.

"Soul incense?"

Although Xiao He was muttering bad things about the night in his head, his face was calm, and he looked at Feng Bo innocently.

"The most important duty of a bone picker is not to pick up bones, but to pick up souls. Look for the souls of the monks who wander between heaven and earth. Since ancient times, cultivation has been acting against the heavens, so the soul of a monk cannot step into reincarnation. The powerful can cultivate the immortal soul of the gods, and the physical body is destroyed, just look for it, but those who are not strong enough have to wander between heaven and earth. Over time, the soul is eroded by the evil qi of heaven and earth, loses consciousness, and becomes an ownerless and lonely soul. The ownerless lonely soul will become a 'ghost', and with his powerful ability in life, he will be the one who is in trouble. Therefore, the bone pickers will collect the souls and bones of the monks, put them in jars with secret methods, dissolve their evil spirits, purify their souls, and send these poor people on their last journey. In return, the bone picker will take one of the monk's bones, hence the name bone picker. ”

Shuo Ye looked at his watch, calculated that it was time, so he tore off the mask, burned it with a ball of golden light, and then patted his tender cheek with his hand, and explained.

"This Black Flame Spider Silk Mask is really easy to use. She muttered.

After listening to this mysterious and mysterious explanation, the discomfort in Xiao He's heart finally eased a little. The yellow liquid of daring is not corpse oil, but a liquefied soul. In this way, this jar is a dead monk, who died and died, leaving a trace of lonely soul still struggling between heaven and earth, Xiao He couldn't help but feel some sympathy for these people.

Shuo Ye and Feng Bo are also old acquaintances, and with a pot of wine in hand, they chatted happily. Xiao He couldn't interject on the side, so he just sat and listened. I listened to a lot of interesting fairy world anecdotes in one night. For example, the third prince of the Arctic Ziwei Emperor escaped marriage for a female disciple outside the Emei faction, and the New Immortal Heavenly Court followed the example of the government of the Ancient Dragon Kingdom, organized a group of old immortals to study and hold meetings, organized speeches and writing experiences, and so on, and so on, it is not enough to talk about. When the moon went down to the west building and the eastern sky was white, Xiao He said goodbye with a satisfied and happy mood, and went down the mountain with Shuoyue in the bright morning sunshine and returned to the village.

The small mountain village wakes up from a sweet sleep, full of vigor and vitality. The three of them had some breakfast in the inn, rested for a while, and then said goodbye to the old man, and set foot on the mountain forest path of Wuji Peak again.

The breeze blows, the mountains are stacked, the birds are chirping, and the occasional pedestrian traveler passing by is smiling and friendly. But Xiao He yawned all day long, tired all over, and couldn't get rid of the residual wine of last night. On the other hand, the night of the same night of drinking was as lively as before. Xiao He silently guessed that this little girl must be a veteran in the wine field, and she was afraid that three more drinks would not be enough for her to drink.

In this way, in the sound of cursing in the night, Xiao He held his tired body, his face was long, and he climbed towards the top of the mountain with the two. When the sun was up, the three of them came to the peak of Wuji Peak. Suddenly the clouds and the sun were seen in front of him, and the dense forest was like a barrier quietly pushed open, and a sapphire-like lake came into Xiao He's eyes.

Xiao He looked around, the altitude here was extremely high, and it was surrounded by rolling clouds and mist, and hazy golden sunlight. The scene was dreamlike, Xiao He originally thought that there was a palace on the top of this mountain, and there were a group of old immortals with serious expressions waiting for him here, but he didn't expect that except for the lakeside grassland that was as quiet as a cemetery, there was not even a ghost shadow.

Who knows if it's the night playing with him again. Thinking like this, Xiao He sighed, just because he drank wine last night and was now thirsty, so he stepped forward and picked up a handful of clear and sweet lake water and put it in his mouth, and drank it happily. It was then that he noticed something strange about the reflection of the lake. Obviously there was nothing around, all white mist, how could this lake reflect the peak of another mountain?

Xiao He raised his head and looked into the sky, at this angle, unless there was an inverted mountain peak above his head, it was impossible to have such an image........

When I was feeling strange in my heart, my ass hurt, as if I had been kicked by someone. Before he fell into the water, he turned his head and saw Shuo Ye looking at him with a wicked smile, and cursed in his heart, he really couldn't turn his back on this guy!