With a muffled sound, Yun Yi fell to the ground hard, and his ass was about to fall into eight petals at once.

"Oops!" Yun Yi, who was about to get up with his buttocks and frowning, only felt a cold wind blowing above his head, and when he looked up, two phantoms, one black and one white, swept by, and a faintly visible sword qi swept over a table on the side, and suddenly the entire table was neatly cut and shattered.

Yun Yi, who was stiff, turned his head slightly stiffly to look at the shattered table, and couldn't help but roll down his throat.

In the faint sound of the dragon's groan, the white-robed man seemed to be stepping on an illusory white dragon phantom under his feet, extremely fast and flexible. However, he had a scar on his arm, but at this time, he was running for his life without a trace of calmness and chic, but was very embarrassed. Obviously, the opponent's strength has exceeded his expectations, and all he can do now is to rely on his best light skills to avoid his edge.

The black-clothed indifferent man with a sneer hooked at the corner of his mouth was like a ghost, and his figure instantly turned into eight afterimages, up and down, left and right, surrounded the man in white brocade robe in the center.

Sneering, sword light also came from all directions, his face changed wildly, and the man in the white brocade robe suddenly stiffened before he could react.

Seven of the eight ghostly black afterimages dissipated instantly, and the voice of the black-clothed indifferent man holding the blood-stained sword at the tip of the sword appeared in mid-air, and then floated to the ground, retracted the sword and sheathed it, glanced at Yun Yi who was stunned and looked at him coldly, and turned around and left directly.

There was a muffled sound, and as the indifferent man in black left, as if a gust of wind was stirring, the door closed automatically.

Peng made another low and muffled sound, his eyes widened, and the man in the white brocade robe with horror and unwillingness in his eyes fell weakly and fell to the ground, blood gushing out of an invisible wound on his neck. The white-robed man in the white brocade robe twitched slightly in his throat, and the sparkle in his eyes slowly dissipated.

Yun Yi, who was frightened by the cold gaze of the indifferent man in black, woke up with excitement, stood up carefully, slowly walked to the side of the man in white brocade robe, looked at his dead body, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Damn, what are you staring at?" Yun Yi, who directly stepped forward and kicked the white brocade-robed man's face, scolded in a low voice.

"Cough" In the light cough, Uncle Ah Chang didn't know when and where it came out, so he directly stepped forward and squatted down, took off a white jade pendant hanging from the waist of the man in the white brocade robe, looked at it, and put it into his arms casually.

Uncle Chang, who stood up instead, indifferently instructed Yun Yi: "Dispose of the corpse." ”

"Deal with it?" Yun Yi was stunned: "Uncle Chang, how to deal with it?"

"Get it to the backyard!" Uncle Chang, who said indifferently, turned around and left.

Yun Yi, who scratched his head, pulled up the body of the man in the white brocade robe and dragged it away with a little depression, all the way to the barren grass in the backyard.

"Damn, what's this called! I, a kitchen handyman, still collect corpses?" Yun Yi shook his head and muttered.

"You kid won't be ready to leave him here, will you?" a low, hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him.

Yun Yi, who was hurriedly turned around, looked at the white-haired drunkard, and then breathed a sigh of relief and said angrily: "Old rascal, don't you know that people can be scared to death?"

"Take him, follow me!" Glancing at the body of the white-robed man in the grass, the drunkard turned and walked towards the small door in the backyard not far away.

Yun Yi, who was stunned, his eyes flashed slightly, and he hurriedly stepped forward helplessly and dragged the body of the man in the white brocade robe to follow.

Out of the small door of the backyard, watching the drunkard go down the bluestone steps next to the path outside and get on a boat in the river, Yun Yi, whose eyes flashed, hooked the corner of his mouth with a wicked smile and threw the body of the man in the white brocade robe downward: "Old rascal, take it." ”

The drunkard, who raised his head lightly, drank wine with a wine gourd in one hand, and grabbed the body of the man in the white brocade robe with the other hand casually, and threw it on the boat casually, and said to Yun Yi at the same time: "Get on the boat!"

"Old rascal, why are we going now?" Yun Yi, who got on the boat, asked curiously.

The drunkard glanced at Yun Yi meaningfully and said, "You are so timid, I will take you to a place to practice your guts." ”

"A place to practice courage?" Yun Yi, who was stunned, couldn't help but say: "Hey, old rascal, this big night, will you let me accompany you to the cemetery, right?"

The drunkard lay leaned on the bow of the boat, squinted his eyes and indifferently ordered: "Rowing!"

"Boating?" Yun Yi, who was stunned, said instinctively: "Don't be kidding!

"Can't row a boat?" The drunkard who opened his eyes and tilted his head to look at Yun Yi expressed considerable doubt: "You grew up on the seaside, you can't even row a boat?"

Yun Yi, who blushed, sat down at the stern of the boat with a slight flash of his eyes, grabbed two oars and tried to shake them.

In the sound of rushing water, the boat staggered forward, which made Yun Yi's eyes suddenly brighten up and said in surprise: "Wow, I can row!"

The drunkard, whose eyelids rolled, closed his eyes speechlessly.

In his previous life, Yun Yi didn't know how to row, but the original owner of this body grew up on the seaside, and he couldn't row or swim. paddling and slowly adapting to Yunyi, he suddenly drove this small boat to ride the wind and waves in the river under the dark night.

After a while, he left the town, seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker the day before yesterday, and there was no one on both sides of the river, just wilderness, and he could only barely see Yunyi on the rippling water, and couldn't help but say: "Old rascal, I think I can just find a place to bury it on this shore." ”

"It's not far ahead, it's coming soon," the drunkard said indifferently with his eyes closed.

The drunkard said that it was not far away, but Yun Yi rowed for a while, only to feel that there were more dense forests and hills around, and the cool breeze at night was colder, and he couldn't help but feel a little hairy in his heart: "Old rascal, what the hell is this place?

"Are you bothered?" the drunkard said a little impatiently: "It's almost there!"

Yun Yi, who pouted slightly, accelerated his speed and continued to row forward, and after a slight turn in front, he suddenly felt that his eyes were bright, and there seemed to be a fire on the shore.

Yun Yi, whose eyes were bright, was busy rowing the boat closer to the past. However, seeing the thing that was glowing with fire made Yun Yi's face turn pale in an instant. The thing that was burning with flames was a broken skeleton.

After a pause in the rowing action, Yun Yi's hands holding the boat oars trembled slightly.

A slight sound sounded, and not far away another fire lit up. Then, as if a chain reaction had begun, several fires flashed in the mountains and forests on both sides of the river, illuminating the curved surface of the river in front of them like guiding lights.

The cold wind was howling, and Yun Yi was full of excitement, and his voice couldn't help but tremble slightly: "Old rascal, do you think something is wrong?"

The slight sound of water sounded suddenly, but it was as clear as thunder into Yun Yi's ears. To Yun Yi's surprise, the boat itself was not rowing now, but it was automatically heading forward.

"The front is coming soon," the drunkard's slightly muffled voice sounded as if he was drunk.

However, in such a situation, listening to the drunkard's words, Yun Yi felt even more furious in his heart.

Soon, the boat approached another flash of fire in front of it, and saw some bones scattered on the bank of the river, among which two large bones were placed together and flamed. Nearby, there are several burn marks. And next to those traces, there are some white bones scattered without accident.

"Boy, what are you thinking?" The drunkard who slowly opened his eyes at some point, saw Yun Yi frowning and contemplative, and couldn't help but say.

Yun Yi, who came back to his senses after hearing this, looked at the drunkard's slight silence before the corners of his mouth curled lightly and said, "I'm wondering, how did you set those white bones on fire?

"Oh?" the drunkard raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Good boy, he still has a little brain, and he is not frightened." ”

Hearing the drunkard's words, Yun Yi immediately confirmed what he was thinking. Isn't it phosphorus fire? If anything else might really scare me, but who hasn't heard of such an old-fashioned so-called ghost fire!

As the drunkard spoke, the ship had automatically reached a position close to the front where the fire flashed.

In the almost negligible sound of breaking the air, with the flick of the drunkard's fingers, a little hot energy shot out into and out of the shore not far away, and suddenly a ball of fire lit up.

"I see!" Yun Yi, whose eyes lit up, couldn't help but suddenly feel in his heart. The ignition point of phosphorus is very low, and the hot energy can naturally ignite it easily. The white bones on this shore are clearly put by someone a long time ago, maybe they were put by the drunkard himself. Ignite the white bones to light the way, thanks to this old rascal who can figure it out, he is not afraid to really invite ghosts.

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