The sky was dark, the mountains were full of weeds, and the black crows hovered over the treetops with a strange chirping.

A narrow concrete road runs through this barren mountain range, and I don't know where the end leads.

Suddenly, a streamer of light swept across the sky, startling countless birds in the forest, and then a figure disappeared.

The moment he became conscious, Qingfeng twisted his body in mid-air and landed steadily on the ground, and then quickly observed the surrounding situation.

"Where is this boundary?"

Looking at the columbarium faintly emerging from the deep grass on both sides of the road, Qingfeng couldn't help frowning.

Since there is a cement road, it means that there should be a scientific and technological civilization in this world, but how can there be no one to manage this scattered corpse bones, so let it be in the wilderness.

Setting off to climb the hillside, Qingfeng took out the compass from the Dharma bag and looked into the distance, trying to find some people.

But as far as the eye could see, there was no sign of human activity except for the concrete road under your feet and some power lines erected above.

In the distance, there is not even a piece of arable land, and the only thing that is certain is that this is a mass grave with a very large area.

At this time, the needle of the compass in Qingfeng's hand suddenly turned wildly, and at the end of the cement road, an old white minibus slowly drove up.

"There is so much aura in this realm, but the yin qi is also extremely heavy!"

Qingfeng opened his eyes and saw that above the mass grave that occupied several hills, a thick black cloud was condensed, blocking a lot of the glorious aura of the great day.

And in every urn scattered among the mountains and fields, there is a dark ghost lurking in the dark, just waiting for the sun to set on the mountain, a group of demons will come out and dance wildly, forming a netherworld ghost.

"Woo ——!"

When the minibus came to a sudden stop halfway through, the driver jumped out of the driver's seat and hurriedly unbuckled his belt and peed comfortably on the side of the road.

But he didn't see that in the dense grass, there happened to be an open columbarium facing the direction of his shushing.

"It's just looking for death!"

Qingfeng scolded secretly, put away the compass and ran down the hillside, in his eyes, the columbarium was drenched, and it was already flooded with black gas, exuding bursts of malice.

"Wait!"

Running down the hill, Qingfeng hurriedly shouted to the minibus dozens of meters away, but the driver continued to accelerate forward as if he didn't hear Qingfeng's sound.

And under the eyes of Qingfeng, a ghost instantly drilled out of the ash altar, turning into a phantom and slamming into the minibus.

"I hope to invite the god of Liuding and Liujia, the god of white clouds and crane feathers. The clouds on the soles of my feet are as fast as the wind, like I fly in the blue sky. I am ordered by the Nine Heavens Xuannu!"

Seeing this, Qingfeng immediately recited the cloud trick with his mana, and flew towards the minibus, just now he had noticed that the bend not far in front of the road was a cliff more than ten meters high.

If the Yin Soul chooses to make trouble there, any ghost who covers his eyes can easily take the lives of a carload of people.

Although the driver is at fault first, it is not a crime to death after all, not to mention that there are so many innocent people in the car.

"Stop!"

Qingfeng passed by the moving minibus, stood twenty meters in front of the vehicle and shouted, and at the same time, a talisman popped out of the cuff and stuck to the windshield of the minibus.

"Boom - Boom ——!"

The ghost attached to the car suddenly screamed and fled, and the driver of the minibus also woke up instantly, hurriedly braked suddenly, and stopped in front of Qingfeng.

"You're hitting the street, are you looking for death!" the driver rolled down the window and yelled at Qingfeng.

"I'm sorry, I wonder if the layman can take a ride along the poor road?"

Although Qingfeng couldn't understand the dialect in the driver's mouth, he could guess from his demeanor that he wasn't saying anything good, but he didn't take this little thing to heart, but smiled and saluted the other party.

There was something strange about this place, and even he didn't want to stay here a little longer, and once the sun went down and a bunch of powerful things jumped out, wouldn't he be sitting on wax.

And since he has a hitchhiker, he no longer needs to use his legs to hurry, and by the way, he can also protect the car from the ghosts and ghosts.

"Damn! It turned out to be a northern guy, you can't see the big words on the car!" The driver patted the body outside the window when he heard this, obviously not wanting Qingfeng to get in the car.

"Don't be like this, there is no store in front of the village in front of this barren mountain and wild mountain, so it's good to take a ride to others by the way!"

Just as Qingfeng was about to get out of the way, a voice spoke for him from inside the bus.

"It can't be a strip!"

"Damn, you two stupid, even if it's a strip, we have three people and so many guns, what's there to be afraid of!"

"Then let him get in the car~"

After some discussion among the people in the car, the minibus finally opened the door to Qingfeng, and it was because of this kindness that they were lucky to escape.

"Poor road breeze, thank you to all the laymen!" Qingfeng said after getting into the car and saluting everyone in the car to show his gratitude.

According to the character of Zhihai Nei Baojing, whenever he appears in a new small world, the distance between him and the so-called protagonist is definitely not too far.

I don't know who among these people is the one who is favored by the luck of this world, thinking of Qingfeng, I used my eyes to observe their respective situations.

"Huh?"

Just as he opened his eyes, Qingfeng's gaze was instantly attracted by a short-haired young woman wearing a white shirt and a blue floral dress.

Although the young woman looks ordinary, there is a special energy in her body, which is very similar to those with special abilities in the world of the Exquisite Ancient City.

It's just that in comparison, the energy in the woman's body is more than a hundred times stronger, and it also has a spirituality that can be compared to mana.

As for the others, the luck on their heads is easy to distinguish the profession they are engaged in, except for some decay that carries the aftermath of the catastrophe.

Needless to say, the tour guide and the driver sit in front of the head and dress up brightly, and the attractive figure of the woman is mixed with the yang energy of hundreds of men, and at first glance he is a good hand at making chickens.

The taciturn man behind her, although his personality is more introverted and inferior, judging from the bookish atmosphere on his body, he should be a civil servant author.

The three young men in the middle row each had a military aura that had not yet dissipated, presumably not long after retiring from the army.

As for the man in sunglasses who occupies the back row alone and crosses Erlang's legs, there are several blood qi entangled in his luck, and he must be burdened with several murders in his hands.

"Dao Chief, what are you doing in a daze, why don't you sit down quickly!"

At this time, the short-haired woman dragged Qingfeng to the position beside her very familiarly, and then asked curiously: "Daoist, my name is Li Jialing, may I ask what is your name?"

Qingfeng smiled at him when he heard this, not that he didn't want to speak, but that he didn't understand what the other party was asking at all, so how to ask him to answer.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I forgot you don't know Cantonese, don't resist!"

After the short-haired woman finished speaking, she put her hands on her temples and made a gesture of luck, and then reached out and pointed at Qingfeng's temples.

Qingfeng subconsciously wanted to turn sideways to avoid the other party's movements, but after feeling that it didn't have any malicious intent, he let her continue.

And after the other party's finger was placed on his temple, Qingfeng suddenly felt a harmless consciousness spread to his mind, which was quickly sorted out and absorbed by his Yin God.

"Thank you Miss Li for your help! I don't know what kind of ability this is?"

After absorbing that stream of consciousness, Qingfeng suddenly realized that he had quickly mastered a language, and he was very curious and asked the short-haired woman.

In fact, Taoism is not without Taoist techniques or talismans with similar effects, but he can't learn those with high requirements, and those with low requirements harm others and himself, which is really chicken.

"Don't thank you! this is my ancestral special function!" Li Carina explained with a slight proud wave of her hand to Qingfeng.

"Unusual features?"

Qingfeng couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, the name, together with the columbarium altars all over the barren mountains and mountains, and the buses for tour groups to Hong Kong, made him quickly recall a movie he had seen before.