Chapter 979 The Old House in Montenegro
After walking along the Styx River for more than ten miles, Shen Luo and the man in green walked towards him, a team of ghost soldiers came towards him, but the leader was a demon man with a blue face.
When the man in green saw someone coming, he was happy at first, but then a little disappointed. He knew very well that a demon in the middle stage of the True Immortal could not do anything to sink.
"Qinglu, who was fighting upstream just now?" The demon man asked bluntly when he saw this.
"It's the idiot who is the stone corpse ghost. Seeing that I have attracted many dead souls and want to snatch them, I beat them up and drove them away." Qingyi replied in accordance with Chen Luo's instructions.
"Wild dogs rob food... Let me tell you, the guys in Purgatory can't hold on anymore recently and are eager to escape. Lord Black Mountain has also gone to support you guys. You guys should better patrol the Styx for me, otherwise there will be problems and you won't have the best fruit to eat." The demon man said with some contempt when he heard this.
"As for the order." Qingyi lowered her head and clasped her fists, gritting her teeth faintly.
Seeing this, the demon man ignored him and continued to swim upstream with a group of ghost soldiers...
Seeing them walking far away, Qinglu didn't say a word and continued to lead a large number of ghosts to the underworld.
About half an hour later, the water in front gradually slowed down, but the water of the Styx became more and more turbid, sinking into the group of ghosts and looking into the distance, and saw a large lake appearing in front of the river.
There was a yellow-brown whirlpool in the middle of the lake, and the yellow soup rolled inside, and strong spiritual power fluctuations came.
"The underworld is here..."
While he was wondering, he heard Qinglu say, "Supreme Immortal, the ghost house next to Huangquan is the residence of the old demon in Heishan. He was injured by that group of people before and should have recovered from the mansion. However, it seems that he has been transferred recently."
"You don't need to say this, I've heard it before. However, to be on the safe side, you should go to his residence to ask for a meeting first. I want to confirm it again." Chen Luo nodded and said.
"Supreme Immortal, I am not familiar with the old demon of Black Mountain and have no direct relationship. If I go rashly, I'm afraid..." Qinglu hesitated when he heard this.
"Isn't he not in the mansion now? He just refused to verify it. Could it be that there is a fraud?" Chen Luo's tone gradually became cold.
"I don't dare, don't worry, the immortal, I will never dare to cheat. The immortal is waiting for a moment, I will verify it now." Qing Lu said immediately.
"No hurry, I'll go with you." Chen Luo said, leaping out of the ghosts and following Qinglu.
"Yes." Qinglu cursed in his heart, but did not dare to act rashly.
He had no choice but to wave his hand and drive all the ghosts to the Huangquan by himself. He took Shenluo to the shore and floated toward the ghost house by the lake.
The gate of the ghost house was closed, and there were no guards outside the door. Two white lanterns were hung above the blood-red gate, with the words "Heishan" written on it, which looked yin and erect.
"Qinglu, the ghost of the Styx River, please see Lord Heishan." Qinglu came outside the door and shouted loudly.
The mansion was silent and no one responded.
Qinglu frowned slightly, and he yelled twice with his teeth. The blood-red door creaked and slowly opened.
An old man with a bow back walked out of the gate, his face was pale and covered with wrinkles, looking dry.
The slump in his eyes was faint, covering up the glory that should have. After looking around the old man, he found that not only had many folds on his face, but also had many folds on his clothes on his body, which looked wrinkled.
"The master is not here, go back." The old man on the arched back spoke, his voice dry and he could not hear any emotional fluctuations.
"Then disturb..."
Before Qinglu could finish speaking, a figure flashed past him in an instant.
The next moment, a crack penetrated directly from the old man's head to his body, cutting it in half.
A palm came out from the center of the old man's torn body, grabbed a talisman that had just ignited a corner, and enveloped it with a layer of golden light, locked it in the palm of his hand.
The talisman shrouded in golden light seemed to have frozen in an instant. Although the flames that were ignited had not completely extinguished, they did not disappear, but they did not continue to expand.
Qinglu opened his mouth slightly, and was surprised that Chen Luo suddenly took action. At the same time, he was lucky that he had no confusion. Otherwise, Chen Luo could indeed kill him instantly before he issued a warning.
But what surprised him even more was that the old man with a arched back torn apart by a palm had no blood or spiritual power on his body, but instantly turned into two pieces of paper and started burning on his own.
"Paper man puppet... I have heard that Heishan is suspicious, and even the people in the mansion are puppets." Qinglu couldn't help but say.
Chen Luo raised his hand and waved it to roll up all the ashes, put away the talisman to report credit, grabbed Qinglu and flashed into the ghost house of the old demon in Black Mountain.
After entering, Chen Luo did not act immediately, but instead condensed his eyes, circulated his golden eyes and looked around.
"Sure enough, a magic array was also arranged." Chen Luo said inwardly.
In his sight, various array talismans and array flags were arranged everywhere in the courtyards ahead. Some were very obvious and used to attract attention, while others were very secretive. Once triggered, they would immediately wake up the old monster in the Black Mountain.
However, all this naturally has nowhere to hide in front of the golden eyes of the fire.
Chen Luo picked up Qinglu with one hand, and like a chicken, he jumped and dodged in the yard quickly, avoiding all magic circle arrangements, and quickly passed through the courtyard.
There were also many paper man puppets and hidden dark arrangements in the courtyard, which he easily avoided. The two of them soon arrived in front of a loft with ghost headlights in the inner courtyard.
"The guy from Heishan used to live here." Qinglu said.
Chen Luo has recovered his true form. After scanning with his golden eyes, he soon discovered that there was a secret room hidden in the attic.
After entering the house, in Qinglu's surprised gaze, he went directly to a black stone desk in the inner hall, turned the incense burner on it for a few times, and opened the secret door hidden behind the desk.
After the secret door was revealed, Chen Luo did not rush into it. Instead, he raised his hand and pinched the magic formula, condensed into sharp thorns with magic power, and embedded them one by one at some positions on both sides of the secret door.
Then, a stream of light spread out from the secret door, and a layer of invisible power dissipated.
Chen Luo then brought Qinglu into the scene.
The secret room is not large, and it seems to be the place where the old demon in Black Mountain practices on weekdays. The house is simply furnished. Apart from a futon for meditation, there is only an ebony rack with some bottles and jars on it.
After scanning the sunken eyes, I found that most of the things were vaguely emitting death energy, which seemed to be something that assisted in the cultivation of the ghost realm, and it was of no use to him. However, Qing Lu, who was beside him, saw his eyes glowed.
At this time, his eyes fell on a wooden box at the top of the wooden frame. He raised his hand and caught the void, and the thing flew into his hands.
There was no tampering on the wooden box, and it seemed that the old monster of the Black Mountain did not think there was anything important inside.
After Shen Luo investigated, he raised his hand and opened the lid, revealing a leather scroll from which he didn't know which race he came from.
Chapter completed!