Walking on the desolate land that restored its original appearance without hurry, the surrounding stone tablets still showed the initial state, buried more than half of the ground, and the words engraved on it could be vaguely seen, but with the previous lesson, Mo Xiaoye no longer dared to read the words on it easily, although he didn't squint along the way, but he was preoccupied. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When the old man who was guarding the tomb solemnly asked him to agree to his request and promised to give everything, Mo Xiaoxie's head immediately became a little staggered.

He felt very ridiculous, and once wondered if the old man guarding the tomb in front of him was playing a big joke with himself, you must know that the cultivation realm of the old man guarding the tomb would never be his opponent with one finger even if ten of them were added together, and what could he do with no small evil, but what could the old man of the tomb guard do?

This is like one day an emperor with the power of life and death in his hands, suddenly came to a man who could only make a living by selling coolies, and said that he would promise a lot of money to let him do something for himself.

Seeing the condensed gaze of the old man guarding the tomb, Mo Xiaoxie's intention to chuckle a few times to ease the atmosphere also faded, and after being silent for a long time, he looked at him extremely calmly and said: "I don't think I have any ability to help you, but since you put it forward, I must have your thoughts, based on the life-saving grace just now, I can promise to help you do what I can, but I really can't figure out what you can't do in this world with your cultivation." ”

Shaking his head self-deprecatingly, the old man guarding the tomb looked at the young man in front of him, who was not high in cultivation and was not very old, but he had already shown his differences from others, smiled and said, "That's because you haven't remembered everything in your previous life before you said this. ”

Seeing Mo Xiaoxie, who couldn't help frowning because of the mention of the word 'previous life' in his words, the old man guarding the tomb hurriedly diverted the topic and said: "There are many things in this world that I can't do, not only I can't do it, I'm afraid that there are some things that even saints will be tied up if they do it." ”

Seeing that Mo Xiaoye pursed the corners of his mouth disdainfully, obviously not believing his words, the old man guarding the tomb didn't care too much, but continued: "Take myself as an example, you see if my cultivation is placed on the mainland now, will I be able to run rampant, even in the face of many ancient sects with a long history, I don't dare to be too presumptuous in front of me." ”

Mo Xiaoxie nodded affirmatively after hearing this, although his words were arrogant, but he was not arrogant, not to mention anything else, just the means he had just suppressed the righteous spirit buried in the cemetery, it was enough to see that he was extraordinary.

Although the strength he has shown is likely to be only the tip of the iceberg.

"But as you can see, I am not stationed on this land for some reason that I have to do it, and I am an obscure grave keeper, living a life that does not see the light of day every day. ”

Seeing the old man guarding the tomb with mockery of himself in his eyes, Mo Xiaoxie was silent.

Indeed, people more or less have their own reasons for burying their talents for certain things, just like some people, because they are dissatisfied with the deceit and darkness of the officialdom, they choose to abandon their official positions and stay away from the government;

"Well, I can grant your request, but please tell me the truth about whether there is 'Wraith Grass' in this 'Graveyard of the Gods'. After thinking for a long time, Mo Xiaoye finally made up his mind and said through gritted teeth.

"Wraith grass, what do you want that thing for?" asked the grave keeper in surprise.

"I wanted it to save a person, and I was told to prepare an antidote to the poison in that person, but the herb was still missing. Mo Xiaoxie said in a deep voice.

"Save people, I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still people who know the effect of the 'Wraith Grass', and it is really difficult for him. The old man guarding the tomb sighed and said, "It's just that it may disappoint you, since the gate of hell was closed 10,000 years ago, the 'Wraith Grass' has almost disappeared, and I don't know anywhere else, but I am sure there is no whereabouts of the 'Wraith Grass' in this cemetery." ”

"Isn't there here either?" Mo Xiaoxie muttered with a little disappointment, but after a day of searching, this result was obviously also expected by him.

After a short period of distraction, Mo Xiaoye took a deep breath and said calmly: "Tell me about your request, if I can do it, I will do my best, since I can't find the 'Wraith Grass' here, I think it's time for me to leave." ”

"My request?" the old man holding his chin in one hand, after thinking carefully, suddenly said: "Actually, it is useless to tell you now, but you just need to remember that there is such a thing, and when the time comes, you will naturally understand, and I will tell you then." ”

After speaking, regardless of Mo Xiaoxie's stunned expression, he turned around and left.

"By the way, if you want to leave, you have to leave as soon as possible, after a while it will be the most yin time of the day, even if you don't read the words on the tombstone, I can't guarantee that those ghosts won't come out to haunt you, but as long as you leave, it should still be in time. ”

After this sentence, the figure of the old man guarding the tomb slowly hid in the gusts of wind and sand, and unlike when he came, with a strong coercion, he walked quietly, leaving only Mo Xiaoxie to stop and watch in place.

......

Looking at the dim yellow air flow in front of him, Mo Xiaoye stretched out his right hand, took a step forward, and plunged into it.

There was no pain, no hindrance, as if he had plunged headlong into cotton, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already outside.

The moon hung high in the sky, and although the wind blowing around him was a little cold, it was still much more comfortable than the oppressive air in the 'Graveyard of the Gods'.

Just when Mo Xiaoxie stretched his waist and enjoyed the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he suddenly heard a burst of inaudible whimpering, accompanied by the yin wind, which made people think of something bad.

"Who is it?" Mo Xiaoye slowly put down his hands stretched out into the air, and his eyebrows twisted into a strand, like thunder on the ground, and shouted in a deep voice.

In the open land, this shout spread far and wide, and I am afraid that it can be heard clearly from a mile away.

As soon as the words came out, the intermittent crying that came from nowhere stopped abruptly, as if frightened, and there was silence all around.

Mo Xiaoxie was slightly surprised, and released his spiritual sense to look around, and it didn't take long to find a human figure curled up on the ground not very far from him, hurriedly sorting out something.

I always felt that this figure was very familiar, Mo Xiaoye tried hard to identify it, and finally whispered with some uncertainty: "This is ...... Pang Yuan?"

Just when he was surprised, Pang Yuan seemed to have finished tidying up his clothes, and ran over quickly, when he saw Mo Xiaoxie standing outside the 'Cemetery of the Gods' in a daze, the sturdy body under the moonlight, the shadow fell obliquely on the ground, Pang Yuan trembled heavily, as if he had seen something incredible, his small eyes opened unprecedentedly, and he exclaimed in surprise: "You...... Came out of it alive?"

"Well, I was lucky enough to meet a dutiful old man, and I was able to save my little life, which even I couldn't save myself. Mo Xiaoxie smiled, touched his nose, and said with a little shame.

"You haven't been injured, do you feel anything uncomfortable in your body?" Pang Yuan hurriedly stepped forward and circled around him, until Mo Xiaoxie's whole person was dizzy.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, and the ghosts haven't come back to life, I'm just going back the way I came. Mo Xiaoye smiled bitterly, and quickly asked him to stop spinning in a circle, explaining.

"Didn't come back to life, but when I came out, I was obviously ......" Pang Yuan looked at him in surprise, pointed to the 'Graveyard of the Gods' behind Mo Xiaoxie, and said confusedly.

"I'll talk to you about that later. Mo Xiaoxiao put him at ease and said softly.

Then, Mo Xiaoye looked strangely at the corners of Pang Yuan's eyes, which were no different from his usual eyes, and asked, "You made that burst of crying just now?"

"What crying? Why didn't I hear it. Pang Yuan looked left and right, with a curious look, like a conditioned reflex, as soon as Mo Xiaoxie asked, he hurriedly spoke.

Observing Pang Yuan's flawless attitude, Mo Xiaoxie was stunned for a moment, turned his head, coughed absently, and said: "Then it may be that I heard it wrong, don't look for it, this wilderness, and it is also a 'ghost domain' where ghosts gather, it is inevitable that there are one or two lonely ghosts floating around, and now that he is gone, there should be no malicious intent." ”

"Yes, it must be. Pang Yuan's ears were red, and he nodded vigorously in affirmation.

"Which way are we going next?" In order to quickly change the topic, Pang Yuan then turned around, hiding his expression, and asked.

With a deep groan, Mo Xiaoxie showed a pondering expression and analyzed: "Now I can be sure that there is no 'Wraith Grass' we are looking for in the 'Graveyard of the Gods'. Then we have to choose one direction from the west and the north. ”

Although he didn't know how Mo Xiaoye confirmed that there was no 'Wraith Grass' in the 'Graveyard of the Gods', after knowing the danger inside, he didn't want to go in again to find out.

Seeing that Mo Xiaoxie pointed out two directions, Pang Yuan hesitated and said: "We should enter the 'Ghost Domain' from the east, and then walk along an arc to the current northwest direction, why don't we go north and see if there is any whereabouts of the 'Wraith Grass' in the north, if we rule out that the Wraith Grass is not in the north, we can basically determine that if the 'Wraith Grass' exists, it must be in the southwest direction, and it shouldn't be too late to turn around at that time." ”

Hearing Pang Yuan's clear analysis, Mo Xiaoxie nodded in agreement while listening, and after he finished speaking, Mo Xiaoxie clapped his hands violently and said loudly: "Okay, then do as you say, let's rest for a while, and then after dawn, we will set off to the north, but in places like the 'Graveyard of the Gods', we still don't venture again." ”

That's right. Pang Yuan agreed with his head, but then looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "What happened to you inside after I left?"

"Do you want to know?" Mo Xiaoxie raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

With a heavy cold snort, Pang Yuan's head darkened, pretending not to care, he sat on the ground, and said, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it, I won't force you." ”

"Hey, hey. Mo Xiaoye smiled softly, sat beside Pang Yuan, and said mysteriously: "Actually, it doesn't hurt to tell you, it's just ...... Until then, can you promise me to delete the message I sent you from your head, just as I didn't send it, after all, I'm still alive and well, and I won't need my last words. ”

It turned out that he had this in mind. Pang Yuan's eyes rolled, he snorted, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and with a somewhat complacent look, he said, "Don't think!"

And Mo Xiaoxie, who was laughing with him on the side, looked stiff, and the smile that had not yet been restrained became very stiff under the blowing of the cold wind......

......

In the 'Graveyard of the Gods', it is the most yin time of the day.

The old man sits in the center, guarding the large stone tablet that appears to be the most damaged on the surface.

Feeling the gravel on the ground start to shake irregularly again, and some even bounced up to a distance of half a meter, the old man's closed eyes slowly opened, blooming with a divine light like a red sun flame, firmly staring at the tombstone that worried him the most.

When he felt that its struggle was significantly stronger, the old man guarding the tomb sighed faintly, and his boring palm finally stuck to a gap in the tombstone, and the mighty Dao heart breath poured into it like a rushing stream, trying to suppress the power of the righteous god buried below for many years with violence.

And Mo Xiaoxie, who was laughing with him on the side, looked stiff, and the smile that had not yet been restrained became very stiff under the blowing of the cold wind......

......

In the 'Graveyard of the Gods', it is the most yin time of the day.

The old man sits in the center, guarding the large stone tablet that appears to be the most damaged on the surface.

Feeling the gravel on the ground start to shake irregularly again, and some even bounced up to a distance of half a meter, the old man's closed eyes slowly opened, blooming with a divine light like a red sun flame, firmly staring at the tombstone that worried him the most.

When he felt that its struggle was significantly stronger, the old man guarding the tomb sighed faintly, and his boring palm finally stuck to a gap in the tombstone, and the mighty Dao heart breath poured into it like a rushing stream, trying to suppress the power of the righteous god buried below for many years with violence. (To be continued.) )