Chapter eight hundred and sixteen people are scary
The spring rain is gentle and the night wind is gentle.
A swordsman wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat walked alone on the winding mountain road.
The night was dark and windy, and the patter of rain hit the branches and leaves, making a rustling sound. The swaying branches on the roadside looked like countless evil spirits baring their teeth and claws, ready to choose and devour anyone at any time.
The swordsman raised his head, feeling a little annoyed.
It had been raining for three days, but it was getting heavier and heavier, with no intention of stopping, which completely disrupted his interest in sightseeing.
This person is none other than He Xie. He has been down the mountain for seven days.
It was dark at night in the deep mountains, and with the mist, visibility was very low, but this could not block He Xie's sight at all.
The golden light in his eyes flashed, and he looked around and found a dark building at the foot of the mountain, like an ancient wild beast, quietly creeping there.
"It seems to be a mountain villa?" A smile appeared on He Xie's face, "Well, let's take a rest for the time being. The road is difficult at night and we bumped into many ghosts along the way. It's time to rest for the night."
He didn't know whether to say he was lucky or unlucky. He had been out for seven days and encountered ghosts on six nights. Today was the seventh night.
Fortunately, after he mastered the magic, he had not had any actual combat experience other than sparring with Yan Chixia, so it was not too troublesome to practice with those ghosts and monsters.
The villa seems to have been abandoned for some years. The gate is rotten, overgrown with weeds, and some vines have climbed all over the outer walls, making it look a bit eerie.
He Xieyi was a brave man, so naturally he didn't care about this. He let go of his consciousness and immediately sensed that there was a lot of energy and blood flowing in the villa.
He Xie was slightly surprised, someone was there?
And there are still many people.
Not only that, there is a strong Yin energy in this ancient house, and there are obviously some unclean things.
However, these unclean things are all in the front, and those people seem to live in the backyard, but they are separated and do not disturb each other.
He Xie was thoughtful, he stepped forward and tapped the door panel.
Unexpectedly, with just a slight pat, the door panel suddenly fell to the ground.
He Xie's expression changed, and his body quickly retreated.
The next moment, countless bats and birds screamed, swarmed out of the house, and disappeared into the rainy night in the blink of an eye.
"Interesting." He Xie smiled, feeling that this scene was inexplicably familiar.
There are so many resident birds and bats roosting in this front house, which is obviously caused by the absence of people all year round. However, the door panel fell down at the slightest touch, but it is definitely man-made. Otherwise, it would be He Xie's turn to knock down the thing that protects the house from wind and rain.
?
It had already been blown down by the wind.
"People live in the backyard, but there is a warning mechanism at the gate..." He Xie thought as he casually walked into the ancient house. As soon as he entered the door, he saw eight coffins arranged in two rows.
This scene became more familiar. Sensing that the group of people living in the backyard had begun to move quickly, He Xie was already 80% sure.
"It looks like the plot of the second part is about to begin."
The Yin Qi in the ancient house was particularly strong. He Xie made a secret with one hand, and eight streams of light suddenly shot toward the eight coffins.
Bang bang!
The other seven streams of light touched the coffin, but there was no reaction. Only the first coffin on the right hand side of the second row made a banging sound.
He Xie's eyes immediately locked on the coffin, and he walked slowly over, and at first glance he saw the talisman attached to the coffin.
Now that He Xie is no longer a novice in cultivation, he naturally recognizes that this is a spirit-calming talisman. The characters drawn with cinnabar on it are blurred and difficult to read, and the talisman paper is also tattered. Obviously, it has almost no effect.
He Xie stepped forward, took it off directly, opened the coffin, took a look, and curled his lips.
The stone corpse after the transformation looks really ugly.
The stone corpse woke up the moment He Xie took off the magic talisman. His eyes were like mung beans and he looked at He Xie blankly.
"Go to sleep with you, and don't come out if you have nothing to do." He Xie said lightly, then closed the coffin with a bang, and put his hands behind his hands to explore around.
The front hall was very dilapidated and decayed, with rain leaking everywhere. He Xie found a side room that was barely sheltered from the wind and rain, spread out a straw mat, and took out a wet blanket from the package and dried it with his internal strength.
Then he picked up a pile of firewood, lit a fire with a flame knife, took out the iron pot, a bottle of water, and some ingredients that he had always brought with him, and prepared to make a pot of soup for himself.
Bang, bang, bang...
A tall figure walked to the door of the wing, exhaling yin energy, and looked at He Xie with dark green eyes.
He Xie raised his head and glanced at it, took out a talisman and inspired it slightly.
"Stop making trouble and go back!"
The stone corpse trembled, remained silent for a while, turned away, fell back to sleep in the coffin, and closed the coffin lid.
Half an hour later, He Xie glanced towards the backyard with a half-smile, and continued to drink soup.
The rain outside stopped at some point, but the wind picked up.
The sound of the wind is whimpering, like weeping and complaining, which is particularly penetrating.
Suddenly, a white shadow floated past He Xie's door.
He Xie didn't even look at it.
call.
The white shadow floated back again.
He Xie still seemed unaware.
After stopping for a while, the white shadow swayed and stopped at the door of the wing.
Her limbs were twisted strangely, her black hair covered her face, and she stood there silently.
"It tastes really good." He Xie sighed sincerely after taking the last sip of the soup.
He put down the pot and lay down on the floor, crossing his legs, looking carefree.
Bai Ying froze, remained silent for a while, and retreated from the door.
The corner of He Xie's mouth curled up.
Bai Ying quietly exited the side room and went straight to the backyard. In the courtyard, there were more than a dozen people wearing white clothes and covering their faces waiting for her.
"Sister, why is there no movement?" A smaller man in white stepped forward and asked in a low voice, his voice was sweet and light.
Bai Ying shook his head and said helplessly: "This man's eyesight is a bit bad. I dangle in front of his eyes, but he just can't see it."
"ah?"
All the people in white were stunned.
"Then just drive him away or kill him!" A man in white suggested.
"You can't kill innocent people indiscriminately!" The girl who just called "sister" said hurriedly, "How about we scare him again? This time, stay closer to him."
Bai Ying thought for a while, nodded and said: "Scare him away. If we directly drive him away, it will be bad if he gets the news. If we let him stay, if dad arrives at this time, he will be beaten."
They will also be involved."
"Miss, you are so kind." Someone sighed.
Although they tried to keep their voices down, they couldn't hide it from He Xie's ears.
He Xie smiled, these two sisters have good hearts.
Ten minutes later, the roof of the wing suddenly collapsed with a "rumbling" and several large holes were opened. Then several people in white fell down from the holes and hung in the air, floating around. Their faces were pale and their tongues were hanging out.
He Xie still didn't even move, and didn't even move his eyes.
Several men in white stuck out their tongues for a while, but when they saw that He Xie still didn't move, they couldn't help but look at each other.