Theoretically speaking, mountains are yang and water is yin. The south of the mountain is yang and the north is yin. Generally speaking, places that receive sufficient sunshine are yang, and vice versa. These places have lush vegetation and are all virgin forests.
From the perspective of the natural environment, nature is excellent. But the places in the mountains that are shaded by big trees and rarely see the sun are where a large amount of Yin Qi gathers.
It's a pity that I can't see the surrounding terrain. I don't know what the surrounding situation is like. Otherwise, I would know the reason why the Yin Qi is extremely strong here. Anyway, there is definitely something strange here, so be careful. Just remember the encounter in the woods two days ago
It was so weird that Ding Li felt a little guilty. Didn't those random experts say that the Nine Palaces Diagram had been created as early as four or five thousand years ago? Maybe the ancient people had other crooked things besides formations.
!
Ding Li finished his thoughts and was about to give Huang Lang a few words. When he turned around and saw that there was nothing behind him, Huang Lang was nowhere to be seen. Ding Li was shocked and angry, and shouted loudly.
At this time, Huang Lang was also complaining secretly, but he tripped over an old tree root on the ground and fell into a dog's poop. When he got up, Ding Li was nowhere to be seen.
In these barren mountains and ridges, it was a foggy night, and even Huang Lang had seen the world, and now he began to mutter.
Huang Lang turned on the flashlight. What he prepared was just ordinary goods. Naturally, it couldn't be compared with the American goods Ding Li was holding. The light shone two or three meters away in the fog, and the light was reflected and spread by the fog.
Already.
The fog was rolling, as if something terrifying would emerge from the unpredictable darkness and pounce on him at any time. Even this thick fog reminded him of the dream he had had back then, and the fear he had never felt again for many years came again.
Hold his heart tightly.
There was a sound of wind ruffling clothes behind him, as if a person suddenly passed by him. Huang Lang suddenly turned around and shouted: "Who?"
But there was no one around. Huang Lang smiled bitterly in an instant. That's it. It's common sense not to turn around sharply when walking at night.
Suddenly, his feet tightened, as if something had grabbed his ankle. Huang Lang's hair exploded, and then a strong force came from under his feet, pulling him to the ground and dragging him to roll on the ground.
"Huang Lang, Huang Lang..." Ding Li called several times, but there was no response at all. Ding Li cursed: "Damn, you will only cause trouble for this guy." But he was worried in his heart, this ghost place is full of evil.
It's so heavy, but something evil has been provoked?
The sound of Nang Nang's footsteps was heard not far away. Ding Li was overjoyed and thought it was Huang Lang's footsteps. But he immediately knew it was not the footsteps and quickly pulled out the dagger.
The footsteps were uniform and uniform, as if they were a group of soldiers marching on the mountain road at night. It was definitely not something that one person could make. But at this kind of night, it was impossible for any army to march at night in this place.
The fog seemed to have been pushed away by something. A group of Qing soldiers with big braids that I had seen on TV did not wear the extremely ugly uniforms that were often seen on TV. The Qing soldiers usually had the words "Bing Yong" embroidered on them.
, but wearing Qing army-style armor, they looked much more majestic. At first glance, they knew they were elite troops.
Such a group of well-armed Qing troops came out of the mist. It should be said that they floated over. Although the heavy footsteps were still in my ears, the way those Qing troops walked looked like paper figures floating in the wind.
It looked like it was being blown away.
"Illusion!" Ding Li suddenly woke up and felt that this serious violation must be an illusion. Ding Li shouted coldly, and the light emitted by the dagger in his hand was particularly dazzling in the darkness: "Give it to me
break!"
Ding Li poured all his yang energy into the dagger and swung it forward. The Qing army in front was shattered like soap foam...
The fog in front of me also dissipated at the same time, revealing the stars in the sky.
Ding Li felt his eyes clear, and the foggy feeling covering his whole body immediately dissipated, and his whole body seemed to feel much more relaxed.
With the help of starlight and flashlight, they could see clearly all around. Ding Li and the others actually chased the paper crane and came to the bottom of a cliff. A huge old tree was half growing on the mountainside, with strands hanging down.
The branches swayed in the night wind, as if a group of demons were dancing wildly.
The mummies were hung upside down on the branches and swayed in the wind, as if the tree had become a spirit and every branch was a tentacle of a demon, capable of sucking out human blood.
At this time, many random stories about ancient trees becoming spirits that Ding Li had heard before came to mind.
"Help, help!" The cry for help interrupted Ding Li's random thoughts. He saw Huang Langqiu's ankles being hung upside down by the vines hanging from the tree like mummies. Ding Li wiped a cold sweat and screamed inwardly.
The sound was so dangerous that I almost died. This thing in front of me is still an illusion!
"Damn it, break it for me!" Ding Li shouted coldly, took out a pack of magic thunders from his arms, and threw it forward. A muffled sound broke the silence of the deep mountains at midnight, and countless night birds
It flew up in fright, flying around with a huff and a bang. A thunderous sound echoed across the valley, and I didn't know how far it would spread.
His eyes blurred, and the scene in front of him became completely emotional, but he saw Huang Lang lying on the ground, grabbing a tree vine and wrapping it around his ankle, while shouting: "Help, help!"
Ding Li walked up and poured a bottle of mineral water on Huang Lang's forehead without saying a word. Being stimulated by the cold water, Huang Lang woke up completely. He looked around in confusion and shouted: "
Where’s the tree demon? Where’s the tree demon? Was it surrendered by you?”
"You just got it right! There are no dryads at all." Ding Li said while looking around.
"Impossible, I clearly saw it just now, and they hung me upside down!" Huang Lang didn't believe it, but his voice became smaller and smaller, and he noticed the tree vines tied to his feet: "Is it all an illusion just now?
"
"It's all an illusion," Ding Li said while looking around, "Even I almost got caught! Something must have affected the energy around us and interfered with the senses of our brains, which caused the illusion. And since then,
Judging from the fact that both of us saw the tree demon, it was clearly arranged deliberately by someone?"
Huang Lang became angry with embarrassment: "What the hell is this bastard who is harming people in this barren mountain?"
After a few curses, Huang Lang suddenly felt something was wrong. "Wait a minute," Huang Lang said, "Do you think this cave is the ghost cave that the hikers call it?"