When Yu Wenchen heard this, he smiled indifferently, it seems that his sister has not told him that the female ancestor has passed away, anyway, he just worshiped the tablet, and he didn't know anything else, so he didn't say much, and paid attention to the surrounding situation.

After all, there is a demon in this village, and I don't know where it is, maybe at this time it will hide in a corner and eyeing the two of them.

But there is one thing he didn't understand, since it is in the village, why should he engage in the method of rebellious god possession to monitor the every move of the people in the village?

Thinking of this, he chuckled in his heart: the person who casts the spell and the demon are not all the way!

Then why did this spellcaster kill the people of Liuyunzhuang?

There must always be a reason for killing, not to mention that there are nearly 100 people up and down in the entire village.

Moreover, with the caster's ability, it was enough to kill all the people in the village at once, but he did not do so, but chose to kill slowly, step by step.

Moreover, after Liuyunzhuang invited a Taoist priest to set up an altar, the caster began to plunder the people who came out, obviously, he didn't want outsiders to get involved, in other words, the killer didn't want outsiders to know the real purpose of his killing.

This is a well-planned murder incident, what kind of motive did the caster have to slaughter the entire Liuyunzhuang people?

Thinking of this, Yuwen Chenyi suddenly remembered what Meng Fei said about the ancestral tomb of the Meng family, and asked Meng Yang beside him, "Brother Meng, where is your family's ancestral grave?"

Meng Yang was putting a charm on a side room near the courtyard wall, but he didn't expect him to ask such a question, so he pointed out the window and said, "It's on the opposite hillside." ”

Hearing this, Yu Wenchen walked to the window and looked up at the hillside outside the window.

At this time, the sun had set, and the twilight was getting thicker, and as soon as he raised his head, he gasped violently, and under the twilight, the hillside was densely covered with a faint green light, dense, and uncertain, like phosphorus fire flickering non-stop.

Yuwen Chenyi lost his voice and said, "What is that?"

"This is the evil ghost!"

Meng Yang had been taking care of the talisman just now, and when he heard Yuwen Chenyi's words, he poked his head over to check, and when he saw it, his face changed color, and those bright spots were high and low, surging towards the village, and the speed was extremely fast, and he arrived outside the village in an instant.

Yuwen Chenyi, who straddled Tai'a diagonally on his waist, let out a buzzing warning sound at this time, he knew that the situation was urgent, and immediately made a hurry, drew his sword out of the sheath, and called to Meng Yang in a low voice: "Retreat!"

As soon as the words came out, a gust of wind swept up, and there was already a black wind in front of and behind him, and it was gray, and even the courtyard gate could not be seen clearly, but Tai A Yingying's shining sword light was clear within a radius of a few meters.

I only heard a "huh" sound from the black wind, and the dots of phosphorus fire were all gathered from all directions, and in the sound of hunting and hunting, only the sound of Suo Suo could be heard everywhere, which was extremely weird.

Yuwen Chenyi didn't want to die here, thinking to himself, since these ghosts are afraid of Tai'a, then they must not be human, and they can't care so much at the moment, so it is the king to rush out and join my sister first.

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately held the sword flower in his hand, protected his whole body, and shouted to Meng Yang at the same time: "Brother Meng, rush out with me!"

Meng Yang was originally scared in his heart, thinking that he would definitely die this time, but when he saw the sword light flashing in Yuwen Chenyi's hand, the black wind and phosphorus fire retreated one after another, and he was immediately bold, and with a bang, he pulled out the steel knife on his back, and responded in his mouth: "Okay!"

Yuwen Chenyi's arm was running true qi, and he found that Tai'a's faint sword light had risen to more than two feet long, plus a three-foot sword body, which was enough to have a length of five times, plus the length of the arm, within one zhang, all of them were shrouded.

When the black wind and phosphorus fire encountered the sword light, they immediately retreated like a tide, Yuwen Chenyi saw the black wind retreating, and he didn't dare to be too rash and rash to show a getaway, first, he didn't know the depth in the dark, so he had to be careful, and second, if it was too fast, Meng Yang might not be able to keep up.

At this time, there was a long corridor between the middle courtyard and the backyard, and the two walked and retreated, walking dozens of steps, and suddenly found that the black wind and phosphorus fire had all disappeared, and an ethereal mist like smoke gradually floated in the courtyard, filling the surroundings.

Yuwen Chenyi looked back, the entire courtyard behind him was gradually disappearing, the light and sound were taken away, the world seemed to be about to turn into a quiet pure white, and the road ahead was even more demonic fog, foggy, cold and dark, revealing all kinds of strange and ominous atmosphere.

"This ...... This is not the way we will go back at all!" Meng Yang looked at the road ahead of him and cried out.

"Not necessarily!"

Yuwen Chenyi snorted softly, when he entered Kunlun from Chang'an, he had heard Zhang Zixiang say that the Void Passage could not be opened by anyone, and all this in front of him was very likely to be a trick by the other party.

Thinking of this, he said to Meng Yang: "Brother Meng Yang, let's stay on the mourning platform and go inside." ”

Meng Yang saw that there was a mist all around, and there was no way to retreat, so he had to go out, clenched the steel knife in his hand, and said: "Okay, no matter what demons and monsters are in front of him, evil spirits and gods, we will be side by side, kill gods when we meet gods, and kill ghosts when we meet ghosts!"

Yuwen Chenyi saw that his morale was mobilized, and grinned lightly: "Okay, let's kill gods when we meet gods, and kill ghosts when we meet ghosts." ”

As he spoke, he strode forward, the more he walked in, the heavier the fog became, and gradually except for the square inch of land under his feet, he could no longer see the road ahead clearly, the chill around him became heavier and heavier, and the icy cold air hit, almost freezing his breath.

The cold qi was wantonly skewered in the two of them, and bursts of tingling pain came from the meridians, Yuwen Chenyi suddenly fell into an ice cellar, his whole body was cold and piercing, and the blood color faded from his face little by little, and he was white.

Yuwen Chenyi secretly said bad in his heart, and glanced sideways at Meng Yang beside him, and hurriedly beckoned him to meditate cross-legged, using the true qi in his body to resist the erosion of the cold qi.

The two of them meditated cross-legged for a while, but they still felt extremely cold, their teeth kept chattering, and a trace of cold qi seeped out of their bodies, emitting into the air, forming a thin frost mist around their bodies, and their hair, eyebrows, mouth and nose were full of ice chips.

Yuwen Chenyi gritted his teeth, worked hard, guided the true qi to run in the body, expelled the cold, and tried his best to endure the huge pain on his body, his thin body continued to tremble, and his mind began to be a little blurred by the cold.

"Hold on, just get over it!"

Yuwen Chenyi kept cheering Meng Yang and himself, trying to stay awake as much as possible, for fear that he would never wake up after passing out of a coma......