At the foot of Danglang Mountain, there is a bare forest.
The soil everywhere is gray and black, and after winter, the leaves have already fallen off.
At night, the strange-shaped bare trees and twisted trunks add a bit of eerieness.
The Yue Yan's raven returned to the imperial city, and now only the Dou Xie's raven was left hovering in the sky.
The symbolic meaning of the raven is always greater than the actual meaning. A single raven is mostly used as a warning.
But as a member of Ye Weiyang, Raven had to take it with him, otherwise he would lose face if the news spread.
His face was swollen and his eyes were dark, but he was high-spirited and walked ahead.
The raven's trajectory began to become confusing as it circled in the sky.
Hua Hua Hua——
The black cat in the two black boxes scratches its claws louder and louder.
The turtle man, who was as confused as if he had lost his soul, was still walking in front, and he was heading in the direction of Danglang Mountain.
"Look~ you~!"
Suddenly, Dou Xie, who was walking in front, trembled all over and pointed forward with a trembling sound.
I saw more figures appearing in the dead wood forest at some point.
Some of them carry luggage, like scholars rushing to take exams.
Some are like charlatans, with small flags saying "Medicine cures all diseases" stuck next to the bamboo box on their back.
Some are like harem women, with messy clothes and half-exposed shoulders, running around in a daze.
Some are like knight-errants, carrying a wine flask on their backs, carrying a sword at their waist, and walking staggeringly.
At a glance, there were dozens of people walking into the dead wood forest from different directions. They had different identities, but the same thing was that they were all heading towards the winding entrance to the mountain.
"inspiration!"
Zheng Xiu touched his forehead, threw out a big success, concentrated his concentration, and activated his spiritual vision.
Feng Bei glanced at Zheng Xiu and frowned slightly.
A few steps closer to the mountain, Zheng Xiu now activated [Spirit Vision] with great success, and the vision in front of him was as clear as if it had been coded.
A thin black line extends from the top of everyone's head, converging into the depths of Danlang Mountain.
Zheng Xiu looked up in shock, his eyes dark.
I saw several connected hills in the distance, as if shrouded in an oval cover, with black flames twisting and swinging like ink, and gushing out from the edge of the cover from time to time.
"It's a ghost, that's right!"
Zheng Xiu was someone who had experienced the tragedy in Baili Village twenty years ago. As soon as he saw the cover, he knew that ghosts had formed around the mountain.
According to Feng Bei, the world is divided into two sides, the eternal world and the eternal darkness.
The two realms generally do not communicate with each other, but very close to Chang An, an edge zone will be formed. This is the "ghost world" that Zheng Xiu usually enters.
But why is Danglang Mountain so close to Chang An?
Zheng Xiu recalled the tragic scene in Baili Village.
He vaguely felt something in common, which seemed to be related to the tragedy of the dead, but without actually investigating, it was difficult for Zheng Xiu to know.
During this ghost trip, Zheng Xiu is not afraid of the butterfly effect similar to what happened after clearing the customs in Baili Village.
The difference from Baili Village is that Baili Village was a "ghost of the past" that existed twenty years ago, while the current Xiangu Temple is a ghost of the present.
The three people present had long known that Master Zheng was special. He was both powerful and psychic. He was gifted with extraordinary powers and could be called a psychic prodigy. They waited quietly for Master Zheng to speak. Zheng Xiu did not pretend to act, so he immediately used the [Spiritual Vision].
description of the scene.
“A ‘secret tent’ has actually been formed!”
When Dou Xie heard Zheng Xiu's description, he immediately exclaimed in shock.
Zheng Xiu heard another new term and looked at Feng Bei silently.
Feng Bei's expression became a little more solemn, and she explained: "I didn't expect that this place was hidden so deeply. There is a complete 'ghost monster' in the dark tent." She applied what she learned and soon used it on Senior Zheng Shan.
A new word for "invention": "There is only a thin line between the complete ghosts and Chang An. Once the foul energy of Chang An is released, many people will die under this mountain."
"Why is this happening?"
Zheng Xiu asked.
Fengbei was silent.
Dou Xie put his hands together and prayed silently.
In his opinion, the matter was a bit big.
I usually only hear seniors mention this matter, but I didn't expect him to encounter it.
"Otherwise," Yue Yan gritted her teeth and suggested, "After dawn, the filthy smell will fade a bit. If we enter the ghost world again then..."
Feng Bei shook his head and interrupted Yue Yan: "No, in my opinion, the formation of Langshan's secret tent was obviously man-made. When we entered the town, the other party discovered us."
Zheng Xiu frowned and walked forward quickly.
All kinds of people gather on the same road in the forest.
[Spiritual Vision] was still activated. Zheng Xiu walked faster and faster, and in a blink of an eye he was in front of the hill.
The cover is right in front of you, its appearance is twisted like burning black flames, and it is bottomless.
This was Zheng Xiu's first time approaching Guixiao in this way, but he was so close that he had not yet received the notification of arriving at [Guixiao·Xiangu Temple].
"Master Zheng, don't walk so fast!"
Yueyan didn't know that Zheng Xiu was worried about Zheng Erniang at home, and said that children were ignorant.
"Meow!!!"
Just when the three of them came behind Zheng Xiu, a shrill meow came from the black box behind Yue Yan.
Fengbei stopped, and Yueyan quickly opened the black box, only to see a chubby black cat frothing at the mouth and passed out.
Zheng Xiu ignored the three people behind him and stretched out his hand towards the dark tent.
【You have arrived at Guixi·Xiangu Temple.】
【You enter Danglang Mountain.】
The font appears before my eyes.
Zheng Xiu breathed a huge sigh of relief.
Finally, I no longer have to cling to [Yizhan Fengbei]’s side.
Although you can enter [Inn Fengbei] at any time, the function of teleporting to the inn anytime and anywhere is also very convenient.
But Mr. Zheng is used to taking the initiative and taking the initiative into his own hands.
From now on, it is up to him to decide whether to enter the ghost world or not!
He was about to turn around and ask Feng Bei for his opinion.
Zheng Xiu's hand penetrated deep into the secret tent before he could pull it out.
"Boo~"
A sudden suction force sucked Zheng Xiu into the ghost world.
Zheng Xiu: "?"
Outside the ghost tent.
"Asshole! Let you eat! Let you eat! Let you eat! You deserve it!"
When Yueyan compared the black cat in the box, she knew that her cat had eaten too much and had vomited out all the "wicks" that had not had time to digest.
She has to clean the black box when she goes back!
Lost for a moment, Dou Xie clearly saw the young man being sucked into the dark tent.
He pointed blankly at the ripples and twists in front of him and moved his lips: "He, he, he..."
Although Dou Xie was severely beaten by Zheng Xiu along the way, after all, he was still on the same journey now, and besides, it was Dou Xie who provoked him inexplicably. Now that he saw Zheng Xiu entering the ghost world, he became anxious.
Feng Bei's pupils suddenly shrank, and he pushed aside the long hair covering his right eye, revealing that strange pupil.
Her vision was not as clear as Zheng Xiu's [spiritual vision], but she could still vaguely see where Zheng Xiu disappeared, and the scenery was distorted, as if there was a separation.
When Yue Yan came back to her senses, she was also dumbfounded: "No, how could he get in? Even we can't get in without the 'barrier-breaking knife' stained with the Night Lord's blood."
Feng Bei seemed calm, but was disturbed by this sudden change.
Zheng E is the son of Zheng Shan and her benefactor. She must never let Zheng E die here.
Feng Bei subconsciously stretched out her hand towards the dark tent, but paused in an instant. She flipped her wrist and a strange curved-edged dagger appeared in her hand. Without saying a word, Feng Bei slashed the curved-edged dagger towards the dark tent.
The distorted scenery was cut in the middle, like a complete canvas being torn open with a crack.
"Zheng evil!"
Feng Bei clenched his fists tightly and became hard. While shouting Zheng E's name, he ducked into the crack.
Yue Yan and Dou Xie looked at each other, but they still followed Feng Bei before closing the crack created by the barrier-breaking blade, and entered the ghost world.
…
Zheng Xiu took the initiative to enter the ghost world.
It can't be called dangerous.
It was obviously dark when we entered Guixiao, but as soon as we stepped into Guixiao, our eyes suddenly opened up.
Through the cracks between his fingers, the bright sunshine seemed to be separated into seven colors. Birds were chirping happily. Under his feet was a plank road that spiraled up the mountain. The cliff on the left side of the plank road was covered with moss, and the fresh fragrance of grass floated in the wind.
"Young man, have you come to seek peace?"
A mountain wild man with a wild beard carried a basket on his back and stepped on straw shoes. He walked quickly past Zheng Xiu and laughed heartily: "How dare you climb Danglang Mountain with a hairless baby?"
! Could it be that you are also going to seek peace from the Fairy Goddess Temple?"
"Husband, I have been married to you for five years, but I am not pregnant. I heard that the fairy girl is particularly efficacious. I think I will be happy today today, right?"
"That's natural, madam. I heard that the Fairy Girl Temple is very effective!"
A newly married couple passed by. The woman held her flat belly in her hands, but looked forward to her time as a mother with a smile on her face.
"I hope that fairy girl is really effective, and I wish you the best in high school!"
A panting scholar walked past Zheng Xiu and climbed to the top of the mountain.
"Please, that fairy girl, promise us a good harvest this year! When winter comes, we can have a few more coats!"
Several farmers went up the mountain with great expectations.
"Hey! I don't know whether that fairy girl is effective or not! Please ask me to compete with He Kun, get promoted and make a fortune as soon as possible, and then marry ten beautiful wives and beautiful concubines!"
A fat local official wiped the sweat from his forehead and climbed up tirelessly.
People of all kinds walked past Zheng Xiu one after another.
Some of them noticed Zheng Xiu, and some did not notice Zheng Xiu, but no matter what reaction Zheng Xiu made, they were like old generals on the stage and would not give corresponding feedback.
There are more and more people.
Zheng Xiu accidentally discovered that not far away, the couple and the woman selling pancakes in Danglang Town were crying and climbing the mountain, muttering: "The slave family only hopes that the fierce husband in the family will not bully the slave family again! Wow!
Woohoo..."
More and more people passed by Zheng Xiu.
He came in a hurry and left in a hurry, without stopping.
suddenly.
A familiar figure caught Zheng Xiu's eyes.
"I heard that the Fairy Goddess Temple is quite effective," said a mature and pretty woman holding a paper umbrella to block the scorching sun. Her face was covered with gauze and she was dripping with sweat, but she never slowed down and climbed up little by little: "I heard that if you want to climb
A thousand-step mountain ladder can barely be regarded as sincerity, but sincerity is the spirit. Regardless of whether this is a real fairy or a fake fairy, I hope that I, the master of the Zheng family, will be safe and live long, and with good luck and good fortune, I can overcome this difficulty!"
It’s Erniang Zheng!
"Second mother!"
Zheng Xiu quickly took a few steps, and just as he was about to see what was going on, he felt a sudden pain in the center of his eyebrows. The scene in front of him was filled with the illusion of ink and wash.
The [Inspiration] of entering the palace was actively triggered this time. In Zheng Xiu's eyes, Zheng Erniang's back was hazy and illusory, with a thin strand of hair extending from the back of Erniang's head and hanging upward.
On the back of Erniang's head, her long hair slowly parted, under the shadow of her long hair.
A strange face with pale color, hollow eyes, and sharp teeth was squeezed out with force.