"Are you a person from Abandoned Dream Ridge?" Yang Qing said in surprise, accidentally meeting the villagers living in Abandoned Dream Ridge, which couldn't help but surprise and delight.

"Yes, my lord," the farmer said honestly again, not understanding why Yang Qing was surprised.

"Tell me about your mother's condition" Yang Qing had a plan in his heart, his face returned to calm, and he spoke.

The farmer's face was anxious and worried, and he said his mother's illness one by one, "My mother, she..."

The farmer is not good at verbal expression, and he doesn't match the words before and after speaking, and after talking for a long time, Yang Qing barely understands the situation of the farmer's family.

Sanligou is a ravine under the Abandoned Dream Ridge, where dozens of families have lived for several generations. This banker's name is Bu Zhuang, and there is an old mother and a little sister at home, and Bu Zhuang's father was there three years ago

The abandoned dream ridge is missing, this abandoned dream ridge is not big, only a few dozen miles, the whole village went to the abandoned dream ridge to look for it, and almost turned the abandoned dream ridge upside down, and did not find Bu Zhuang's father.

And it was after entering the mountain that time, after Bu Zhuang and his mother went home, they thought about the magic disease, and said "ghosts, weirdness" in their mouths, Bu Zhuang was also the size of Yang Qing at that time, and he only knew that he was anxious, thinking that his mother was thinking that his father wanted to lose his soul.

Bu Zhuang's little sister was young, and when she saw her mother's appearance, she was so frightened that she cried, but Bu Zhuang couldn't persuade her clumsily.

In this way, Bu Zhuang's mother was good and bad, and Bu Zhuang's father never came back, Bu Zhuang thought that his father was eaten by jackals, tigers and leopards, so he gave up looking for it.

More than two years have passed in the blink of an eye, Bu Zhuang and his mother are sometimes sober, sometimes confused, her condition has not improved, and some have deteriorated, sometimes she wants to kill people like a demon, and sometimes she is weird, staring at a place and smirking.

Bu Zhuang saw that his mother's illness was not a way to drag on like this, so he went to Lang Zhong to ask for medicine, the family had no money left, and his mother's illness did not improve, Lang Zhong and the doctor in the town were not good, Bu Zhuang wanted to come to this city to ask some famous doctors.

I finally learned that Bu Zhuang's mother could not be cured of this disease, if not, he would give up, and the family of three would still have to live and make ends meet.

That's why I sneaked into the city today and was beaten by the guards guarding the city.

It's no wonder that Bu Zhuang's appearance does not match his age, he works hard to support his family, and he still has to remember his mother's madness, haggardness, and he doesn't want to look old, it's difficult.

Yang Qing sympathized in his heart, but he felt more that this matter was strange, the big living person disappeared for no reason, and after going up the mountain, he lost his heart and went crazy, and he still muttered 'ghosts, weird', which is contrary to common sense.

Yang Qing shook his head, not knowing if it was his preconceived notions, so he felt strange at this time, and then asked, "Then there are still others missing in your village over the years?"

Bu Zhuang shook his head, there are one hundred and eighty people in the village, and their names can be recited backwards, except for his father, no one else has ever disappeared.

Yang Qing felt even more strange at this time, first of all, there must be something strange in the Dream Abandoned Ridge, and from the scene he saw, it can be known that the powerful ghost that Yang Qing scattered had stayed there, and the possibility of other ghosts was very high.

And ghosts harm people, how can they make everyone disappear, and only one is missing.

Yang Qing led Bu Zhuang to a medical hall and carefully inquired about Bu Zhuang's mother's situation, and the conclusion he learned was nothing more than being overly frightened, losing his mind, and prescribing a pair of anti-panic medicine cost Yang Qing two taels of silver.

Bu Zhuang only had a few copper plates on his body, and Yang Qing led Bu Zhuang here, Bu Zhuang looked at it with a blank eye, and Yang Qing had to pay in advance.

Although Lang Zhong also said that Bu Zhuang and his mother were crazy, Yang Qing didn't believe it very much, and he decided that it must be related to filth.

Even if there is no Bu Zhuang matter, Yang Qing has to go to Abandoned Dream Ridge, so Yang Qing followed Bu Zhuang to Abandoned Dream Ridge Sanligou.

Bu Zhuang and his mother, Yang Qing is helpless at this time, if he loses his mind and goes crazy, it is not a few doses of decoction that can be cured, heart disease still needs heart medicine, if it is infected with filth, and has not yet been completely integrated into the blood, a pill of Qing Mantra Pill can be cured, but Qing Mantra Pill is too precious for Yang Qing.

Yang Qing couldn't give only one pill of the Qing Mantra Pill to the person who met Pingshui.

Thinking about it in my heart, I didn't feel that I had done anything wrong, and my mood was a lot better.

Abandoned Dream Ridge is close to 100 miles away from Moon Lake City, Bu Zhuang is just an ordinary person, his foot strength is limited, and Yang Qing can't let go of his speed and hurry, until midnight, the two of them came to Sanligou.

Along the way, Bu Zhuang and Yang Qing told the origin of the name of this abandoned dream ridge, this abandoned dream ridge is a mountain range dozens of miles long, there are too many mountains of this scale, but this small ridge has a name, because this abandoned dream ridge is barren all year round, yin and cold, like a ghost domain, ordinary people stay on the abandoned dream ridge for a while, and they will have nightmares when they sleep at night.

No one wants to have nightmares, they just want to discard, hence the name Abandonment Dream Ridge.

Yang Qing came to the foot of this abandoned dream ridge in the middle of the night, only to feel that the mountains for dozens of miles were winding and undulating like the back of a giant beast, and in the dark night, it seemed even more ghostly and prohibitive.

Yang Qing's consciousness was limited, and he didn't feel the yin qi or evil qi, Yang Qing had hair in his heart, gave up the plan to go up overnight, and returned home with Bu Zhuang.

Bu Zhuang's home is made of stones, three low rooms with yellow mud seams, the house is dark and there is no light, it is very quiet, this ravine nest wind, the sullen atmosphere makes these three low houses look dilapidated.

The door was not locked, and Bu Zhuang skillfully opened the door in the dark.

"Squeak"

The small wooden door and the rocky floor made a small sound, but it sounded like a sound in my heart in the middle of the night.

"Who?"

With the sound of the door, there was a woman's questioning voice, which sounded hoarse and sharp, and this sudden voice made Yang Qing startled and vigilant.

"Mother, you haven't slept yet" Bu Zhuang was obviously startled, and then whispered.

There was no longer a sound in the room, Bu Zhuang turned his head and followed Yang Qing and said, "It was my mother who spoke just now, big... Young man, come into the house with me."

Yang Qing was just about to speak, when the hoarse and sharp voice came from the room again, "There are others."

Bu Zhuang and Yang Qing's faces were not good-looking, obviously this was scary, especially in the middle of the night, in the ravine of this Dream Abandoned Ridge.

"If a guest comes, please come into the house" The voice in the room was not only dry and sharp, but also strange.

The anger in Yang Qing's heart swelled, he sneered in his heart, and he didn't care about Bu Zhuang, and walked into the house with a move.

This low house is the stove, there is a pile of firewood next to the stove, there are two rooms in the east and west, one for Bu Zhuang, one for Bu Zhuang's mother and his little sister.

The anger in his heart was originally dissipated at this time, and the embarrassment was which one was Bu Zhuang's mother's, even if he knew that there was a big girl who had not yet come out of the cabinet, Yang Qing had a bad reputation for breaking in.

"Shaoxia, you can rest in this house with me tonight" Bu Zhuang's voice sounded, and his tone was apologetic.

"Then thank you, Brother Bu," Yang Qing thanked him.

In Bu Zhuang's room, there are wooden chairs and tables, and it can be seen that he is a hard-working and hard-working person.

Bu Zhuang drove for a day, was beaten badly, physically and mentally exhausted, lay on the kang and fell asleep without saying a few words, Yang Qing sat on the kang, did not enter the cultivation, but released his divine consciousness and leaned into another room.

Yang Qing is not a flower thief, nor does he have a penchant for peeping at girls, he has Sun Xinyao in his heart, and no matter how beautiful the woman next to him is, it has little to do with him.

Yang Qing made this move because he knew that things had changed.

This is to talk about the cultivation system, to say how many categories the cultivation system is divided into, there are many subdivisions, if it is far-fetched, it can be divided into four types, qi refining, body refining, demon cultivation, and demon cultivation. Among them, Qi refining refers to the human monks who cultivate the aura of heaven and earth and cultivate filth as the true element and their character is not affected by filth. Refining refers to human monks who increase their physical strength through various means. Demon cultivation refers to demon beasts with full spiritual intelligence, and those with low spiritual intelligence are called demon beasts. And demon cultivation refers to a type of monk who is confused and has lost his mind, regardless of whether the cultivation is the cultivation of heaven and earth, or the spiritual energy of the underworld, or the spiritual energy, and there is no race.

The entry threshold for demon cultivation is low, and you can turn filth into demon elements without a spiritual root, although you will lose your mind, but there are still some monks who will take risks. Some Qi refining cultivators who have refined the aura of heaven and earth into true elements have experienced unbearable changes, and due to great changes in their hearts and other reasons, the true yuan has turned into a demon element, which is a demon cultivator.

There are also demon cultivators in demon cultivators!

As for whether it is a demon cultivator, there is a strict and clear division, that is, whether the cultivator has lost his mind.

When you are infected by filth and your temperament changes greatly, it is the first step to embark on demon cultivation. Yang Qing was infected by evil qi back then, as if he had not been sealed by the Great Elder, I am afraid that his temperament had already changed greatly. And after the evil qi broke through the seal, he was blessed by Sun Xinyao. When the fire burned himself, it was even more by chance to refine and subdue the evil qi.

To a certain extent, Yang Qing was hovering on the edge of demon cultivation, and once he was manipulated by the evil qi, he would frantically inhale the evil qi and turn into a demon element, and from then on he would enter the demon path.

And Yang Qing listened to Bu Zhuang's words just now, it was very strange, there were two possibilities, one was possessed by the Yin ghost, and the other was infected by the Yin Qi.

Yang Qing monitored his every move to prevent his protrusion from hurting people. Bu Zhuang's mother is about forty years old, and her face has fewer wrinkles, but she has this dark blue. I don't know if I'm asleep with my eyes closed.

Bu Zhuang's snoring was very loud, and it should be heard outside the low house, and it took about a stick of incense for Bu Zhuang's snoring to sound, and Bu Zhuang's mother finally moved.

Bu Zhuang's mother's closed eyes slowly opened, and since a glimmer of light flashed in the dark room, the corners of her mouth curled, and a strange smile appeared.

The body flexibly got off the kang, and he didn't wear shoes, so he reached out and felt a pair of scissors in the bamboo building.

Yang Qing stared at Bu Zhuangniang's every move with full attention, as long as he hurt someone, he could stop it immediately.

Bu Zhuangniang looked at the sleeping girl, the weirdness at the corner of her mouth turned into love, and then it was replaced by weirdness, and she moved under her feet and walked towards the next door.

Yang Qing's heart was relieved, her mother's nature made her not completely lose her mind, she reached out to arouse Bu Zhuang, covered her mouth to prevent him from making a sound, and her eyes signaled that she was sleeping.

As soon as Yang Qing turned over, he also lay on the kang and looked like he was asleep.

Bu Zhuangniang tiptoed in, and saw Yang Qing lying asleep on the kang, with a slight shout, and the weird smile on the corner of her mouth became stronger, and she even laughed out loud.

"Hey, hey..."

The voice was low, but it was creepy.

The scissors swung up and stabbed Yang Qing's neck fiercely.