Wang Yuan exerted force on his feet and suddenly accelerated, causing the wild dogs behind him to rush to follow.

But he saw him rise and fall as nimbly as an ape, clinging to a thick branch, swinging his body completely out of the forest, spinning in the air and landing easily.

By the way, I also crossed over a incomplete dark tombstone and stepped into a gloomy mass grave covered with thorns and strange trees.

The tombstone is covered with blue-black moss as thin as hair, and the surface is pitted. The visible parts are engraved with patterns of mythical beasts to ward off evil spirits.

In the middle is a short and badly weathered incantation:

“The living person is Yang, the dead person is Yin; the living person is on a high platform, and the dead person is deep.

The sky above is vast, the earth below is vast, the dead return to the yin, the living return to the yang, the living have their li, and the dead have their home.”

Looking at this ancient shape, it is at least a thousand years old.

However, there is not much else on Beimang Mountain, except for the many old tombstones. Most people would not take that broken stone seriously.

Passed the tombstone.

In that strange forest that grew extremely lush due to abundant fertility, large and small earth-covered tombs extended into the depths of darkness. Exposed coffins, dead bones, phosphorus fire... were everywhere.

Lonely and dead, miserable and miserable.

It should be noted that after thousands of years of continuous accumulation, there are at least a thousand large tombs with a height of more than ten feet high on Beiman Mountain.

There are more than 300,000 nameless solitary graves and barren graves, and the number of mass graves that can be dug and buried on the spot is even more numerous.

So much so that ordinary people walking there may not be able to find a suitable place to stay.

This seems to be just a corner, and it seems no different from anywhere else.

If there is anything different, it may be that there are so many locust trees here, and locust trees of all sizes stretch out like ghost claws.

Woof woof woof...

Realizing that Wang Yuan's speed had finally slowed down, under the command of Wild Dog Taoist, the group of huge wild dogs behind him immediately surrounded him.

Seeing this scene, the ugly Taoist was not only not happy, but also a little disappointed:

"A fool can practice [Dao Chuan Art of War] to the level of [Foreign Minister of Flesh and Bone]. He is no worse than me, Dao Master. He can also escape from the guards and run out of the royal tomb on his own.

I thought you could bring me more surprises. You should at least try to kill the Taoist master before your physical strength is exhausted. Are you ready to capture me without mercy?

This group of wild dogs came in response to the call, and their hunting instincts haven't had time to express themselves yet."

Hearing this, Wang Yuan was heartbroken.

Sure enough, this kind of hunting game of chasing prey is probably the [commandments and taboos] he needs to abide by when practicing another divine channel method.

It is most likely the ability used to control this group of wild dogs.

Isn't the hunting method of wild dogs just to chase their prey in groups and wait until the opponent is exhausted before killing them?

It can hunt without damaging the skin, and it is a perfect match with [Human Face Painting Method].

The taboos and taboos of [Human Face Painting and Skin Technique] just revealed by Taoist Wild Dog are not harmful at all, and will not provide Wang Yuan with the slightest chance to discover flaws in the Taoism.

It's a pity that he didn't expect the enemy to make mistakes on his own initiative.

He turned around and faced the ugly Taoist who had stepped over the tombstone, standing with his sword in his hand, his posture straight and straight, like a javelin.

"No!

You can tell from the accent that you who followed that Daoye Ge to Beiman Mountain are probably not from Luoyang City at the foot of the mountain, or even a native of Junzhou, right?

Have you never heard of..."

At this moment, Wang Yuan completely put away his stupidity, his eyes were sharp, his tone was cold, and he said word by word:

"At the foot of the mountain, in the 'Abyss of White Bones', a hundred thousand high tombs are all without their owners; in the mountains, in the 'Hometown of the Dead', wild ghosts are feasting on guests in the middle of the night; on the mountain, in the 'No Return Cliff', is it difficult for a stranger to turn back here?"

The words just fell.

Woo——!

Using the dilapidated tombstone as a boundary, a biting wind suddenly rose in the mass grave.

This night has happened to be the time of human determination, and it is also the last of the twelve hours of the day and night: Hai hour (21 o'clock-23 o'clock).

Although the place where the two stood could not reach the "No Return Cliff", after crossing the tombstone, they had firmly entered the boundary of the "Hometown of the Dead".

In an instant, the world around them changed.

I don't know when the rain stopped completely, and even the cumulus clouds in the sky quietly dispersed, revealing a brilliant starry sky that seemed to have been washed by water.

Under the silver moonlight, a layer of mist gradually formed between the tombs, swallowing up the two people and the dogs in the confrontation in the blink of an eye.

Wait until they open their eyes again.

The scene in front of us has turned into a brightly lit night market street.

The bright candlelight lit up the night sky overhead as if it were free, and the air was filled with the aroma of wine, meat and sweet and greasy powder.

There were noisy hawking, the sound of silk and bamboo, the singing of birds, and occasional laughter, shouting, quarreling, and the vulgar slang of country people. A breath of lively worldly atmosphere hit our faces.

On the stage not far away, a pretty actress was singing. She was singing:

"The apricot blossoms are blooming at the end of spring, and the wild geese are flying away and the purple swallows are coming. The butterflies are flying over the wall, and I think of my long-lost slave Zhang Cai..."

This is the famous local play "Miaoyu Peach Blossom Temple" in Junzhou. It tells the touching love story between scholar Zhang Cai and a... uh, nun.

If it had been placed elsewhere, the young and old men who could not afford to go to Goulan would have pricked up their ears, widened their eyes, and sang along with two lines of lewd lyrics, and by the way gave a thumbs up:

"It's so wet, the music is so good, and the lyrics are so good!"

However, the lights of the night market and the peach blossom show looked lively, but the vendors, footmen, ladies, and actors all over the street were like paper figures, without any sign of life.

hiss!

The wild dog Taoist man and the group of dogs shrank subconsciously as if bitten by a poisonous snake.

Although this warlock has not entered Taoism, he has already stepped onto the threshold of cultivation. He can see at a glance that "they" are not human at all!

The invisible cold breath poured into Taoist Wild Dog's neck, making him feel a chill deep in his bones. His face turned pale and he murmured to himself:

"Is this a ghost realm formed by thousands of ghostly creatures? Is there such a big ghost realm hidden in Beimang Mountain?"

Although it is said that [Tao Chuan Art of War] emphasizes swallowing mountains and rivers, spitting out stars, breathing in the heaven and earth, and accepting hundreds of rivers with a smile.

When you practice to the depths, the energy and blood all over your body will be as bright as the sun and blazing with flames. No matter how evil spirits come close to you, they will be instantly wiped out.

However, neither Wang Yuan, who has achieved great success in [Fine and Flesh Foreign Minister], nor Taoist Wild Dog, whose martial arts cultivation level is almost the same, cannot reach the state of being immune to evil spirits.

Trapped in this "land of the dead" and surrounded by countless ghosts, they are not much stronger than ordinary people.

As the 200-year-old festival approaches, Taoist Wild Dog, who came to Beimang Mountain just three days ago to help his uncle, has indeed not had time to hear about the local legend of the "Hometown of the Dead".

Of course, even if you have heard of it, you have no idea where the "Hometown of the Dead" located hundreds of miles away on Beiman Mountain is hidden.

Because even the tomb-keepers in Daling Village don’t know.

"How could a fool know that? He deliberately ran into this ghost nest to escape for his life!

wrong!"

Taoist Wild Dog, who felt a chill running down his spine, suddenly realized that Wang Yuan, who had just spoken clearly and coherently, was not the fool Wang said he was at all.

I was prepared to abide by the commandments and taboos of [The Magic of Gathering Beasts] and play a hunting game, but I was clearly treated as a fool by this kid.

That "foolishness" can be freely released and released, making it difficult for others to guard against it. If I could act like him, why would I worry about not being able to succeed in [Human Face Painting and Skin Technique]?

Mr. Wang mistook me!

However, when he looked at Wang Yuan fiercely, he saw that the young man suddenly exerted force on his feet and actively threw himself into the "busy" market, as if he was deliberately seeking death.

At the same time, he screamed strangely:

"Grandpas, grandmas, eldest brothers, eldest sisters, uncles, uncles... I'll treat you to this meal today. Let's eat and drink well!"

The figure flashed twice in the crowd of "people", as if he had arrived at his own home, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The strange thing is that those wild ghosts turned a blind eye to this fragrant living person and allowed him to break into the depths of the ghost street.

But because of Wang Yuan's actions, the surrounding wild ghosts all turned their faces to the wild dog Taoist and the group of wild dogs who were still in the same place, and even the noise in the night market fell silent.

Even a fool can see the emotion revealed in those ghostly eyes that are starting to turn green - naked appetite!
Chapter completed!