These three people, one is a middle-aged man in a blue shirt, and the other is an old man with a thin body and sunken eyes.

The last one was a sturdy man with a dark complexion, he was Zhao Wei who Tang Zhong sent out to invite the demon suppressor.

"It's so full of demonic energy. ”

Looking at the billowing black mist in front of him, the middle-aged man said with an extremely solemn face.

He is the head of the Demon Division of Lin'an Mansion, named Liang Zhen.

After receiving Zhao Wei's request for help, Liang Zhen took another demon suppressor in the division and rushed over in a hurry.

"I didn't expect that after a few years, the old man would be able to see this fog demon again. ”

Beside Liang Zhen, the old man with a slightly crickety figure looked at the fog as thick as ink, but his eyes were complicated.

The demon that unleashed this black fog had been seen by the old man ten years ago.

Not only has he seen it, but he has also dealt with the demons in it.

Time has passed, ten years have passed, and the old man did not expect to see this black fog again when he did not have much to live.

"Lin Lao has seen this black fog?"

On the side, Liang Zhen's eyes lit up.

If this is the case, then this trip to Mizukawa County will be much easier.

"Well, come with me. ”

The old man nodded, and took the lead towards the black mist, he said as he walked.

"This black fog is very peculiar, when we get inside, we must walk together, you can also come over, the three of you go in together, it will be a lot less trouble." ”

Zhao Wei was still standing in the position of dismounting, looking at the two backs in front of him who were getting farther and farther away, and followed with a bitter face.

He didn't plan to enter the black fog, just wait outside, this thing looks weird.

But the demon suppressor spoke, and even if he was reluctant, he had to comply.

At a distance of 100 meters, the three of them had quickly crossed.

Standing less than three meters away from the black fog-shrouded area, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Zhao Wei's forehead.

"Don't be afraid, just do what I tell you to do, and nothing will happen. ”

Sensing the tension in Zhao Wei's heart, the old man's unhurried voice sounded in the air again.

After a pause, he continued in an extremely serious tone.

"Remember, no matter what happens when you enter the black fog, don't run around. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he raised his right foot and walked towards the black mist.

"This senior, wait a minute. ”

But at this moment, a hurried voice came into the ears of the three people, causing the old man to stagnate.

On the left hand side of the three of them, a group of people from the rivers and lakes with long swords hurriedly rushed to this side.

Soon, they were up to the trio.

"This old-timer, Liu Xiong of the Thunder Sword Sect, do you want to enter this black fog?"

The group was led by a man in his forties, who came to the three of them and asked the old man.

"Why, you want to go in too?"

The old man's voice rang out in the room.

"That's right, the dog is in this Shuichuan County, if you can, the younger generation hopes that the seniors can take me for a ride. ”

Liu Xiong clenched his fists respectfully, and he lowered his posture very low.

Sweeping over the dozen or so figures following Liu Xiong, the old man did not say yes, he looked back at Liang Zhen behind him.

Looking at the old man's actions, Liang Zhen knew that he was leaving the decision to himself.

After all, he is the head of the Demon Division of Lin'an Mansion.

After just a little thought, Liang Zhen made a decision.

"Yes, you can come in with you, but you must follow Lin Lao's orders along the way, otherwise don't blame Liang for being polite. ”

After agreeing to Liu Xiong's request, Liang Zhen repeated what the old man had just said in front of Liu Xiong and his party.

Seeing that everyone nodded in agreement, Liang Zhen looked at the old man and said.

"Lin Lao, it's okay. ”

Receiving Liang Zhen's signal, the old man moved and walked silently towards the black mist, followed by Liang Zhen and Zhao Wei.

Seeing this, Liu Xiong also signaled the subordinates behind him to hurry up and follow, and he himself walked last.

In this way, from the original three people to the current team of nearly twenty people, under the leadership of the old man, they stepped into the scope of the black fog.

In the black fog thick as ink, you can't see your fingers.

Zhao Wei walked among them, although there were two masters beside him, there was still a touch of fear in his heart.

He felt that in this dark mist, it was always as if there was a pair of invisible eyes staring at him.

He walked along, and his steps couldn't help but slow down a little.

"Hold on, boy. ”

At this moment, the voice of the old man came from the front.

After hearing this, Zhao Wei quickly walked a few steps forward and approached the two demon suppressors.

Then, a stick came from the side.

"Hold on to it, visibility in this black fog is too low, and it's easy to get lost. ”

"Well, thank you, sir. ”

Zhao Wei was not pretentious, and quickly held the stick hard.

Liu Xiong had already walked to the front of the subordinates at some point, and he listened to the sound of talking from the front, thinking intently about how to insert the topic so as to find out some useful information.

Thinking about it, Liu Xiong was a little distracted, and he didn't notice at all that a wooden barrel appeared at his feet.

"Bang ......"

Liu Xiong kicked on the barrel and made a muffled sound.

At this moment, everyone stopped.

"What a sound. In the dark mist, several nervous voices rang out from it, even accompanied by the clanging of the sword being drawn and unsheathed.

In such a strange and unfamiliar environment, except for the old man and Liang Zhen, everyone else was tense at all times.

"Don't panic, everyone, I accidentally kicked over a wooden barrel. ”

Liu Xiong explained with a palpitating face.

As soon as he kicked something, his heart immediately hung in the air, and he was relieved when he realized that what he had kicked was just an ordinary wooden barrel.

Behind him, all the subordinates also breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhao Wei, who was standing next to the two demon suppressors, was also rubbing the corners of his clothes at this moment, wiping the sweat from his palms.

Then, the crowd with a false alarm began to continue on the road.

What no one noticed was that in this dark environment, the wooden barrel that Liu Xiong kicked had disappeared under the black mist.

In the quiet black fog, a team of more than a dozen people slowly walked through it.

"Bang ......"

Suddenly, a dull crash shattered the silence of the entire team.

Then, the whole team burst into discussion.

"Damn, it's this barrel again. ”

"How many times has this been?"

"Why do we keep kicking this barrel, it can't be a ghost?"

Liu Xiong stood in the middle of the team, and his expression became a little gloomy as he listened to the noisy sound in his ears.

This is the fifth time in the team that someone has kicked the barrel since he had kicked it, and after identification, the same barrel was still kicked.