"My little friend, if you want to go to the place of death, you can come with us." Qiu Yu said with a smile, "My companions are very curious about my discovery, so they want to enter the place of death to see the mysterious man in person."
"In that case, let me trouble you, Senior Qiu." After saying that, Leng Xuan turned to Tong Yan and said, "Senior, do you want to come with us?"
Qiu Yu sighed helplessly and said: "I will not get involved in this kind of thing."
"Okay, let's do this. I'll tell you the location of Miss Yan and the others, and you can go find them yourself. I'll join you after I come back from the dead."
Tong Yan hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you really want to go find him? You have to know that if he wants to see you, he will show up. If he doesn't want to, even if you go, you may not be able to gain anything."
"It depends on people. Whether he can see me or not is another matter. If I don't go, I won't even have the chance to see him. Senior, don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."
"Well, since you have made up your mind, I won't persuade you any more. Death is not a good place, so be careful."
After sending Tong Yan out of the city, Leng Xuan came to Qiu Yu's residence in Zhuoyang City. After resting for a night, he set off for the place of death the next day. In addition to him, Leng Xuan was accompanied by Qiu Yu and his two
There were two disciples, Qi Yu and Liu Yu, and two old men, one named Du Hen and the other Wang Huai, who were both old friends of Qiu Yu for many years.
After nearly two days of traveling from Zhuoyang City, we finally arrived at a village. If it weren't for taking care of Qiu Yu and the others, with Leng Xuan's speed, he could have arrived in less than a day.
This remote village has a history of more than a thousand years. There are not many villagers, only about 20 people. According to Qiu Yu, this village is located on the edge of the Dead Land. After passing through the village, you can enter the Dead Land.
Since he spent two days on the road, in order to maintain sufficient physical strength, Qiu Yu decided to rest for a day before continuing.
As night fell, Leng Xuan sat in a wooden house, closed his eyes, and secretly adjusted his breathing.
Suddenly, a strange sound came into his ears from outside the house. The sound was like crying, like a woman's cry. After hearing it, his heart became sad, and an inexplicable sadness surged into his heart.
At this time, a cool air came from the abdomen and spread throughout the body in an instant, dispelling the sad emotions.
Qing Xinye. Leng Xuan's mind was shaken, and his mind suddenly returned to consciousness. He stood up from the bed, walked out of the room quickly, and looked up at the night sky, trying to find the source of the sound. However, the sound seemed to come from all directions, and it was impossible to judge.
Source. At this moment, several people walked out of the wooden house not far away. It was Qiu Yu and his two apprentices.
"Little friend Lin." Seeing Leng Xuan, Qiu Yu waved and said hello. They had been together for two days, but Leng Xuan never revealed his real name, instead using Lin Xuan's pseudonym.
He knew that his name could bring great intimidation to others. Once Qiu Yu and the others knew his identity, they would definitely not dare to be as casual as they are now. He did not want others to be afraid of him because of this.
"Senior Qiu, what is this sound?"
"This sound comes from the land of death. It happens every night. People in the village call this phenomenon soul crying, which means the cry of ghosts. They are all used to it."