Zhang Rongfang walked unhurriedly in the direction of the sound. He walked through the neighborhood and passed through a large number of deserted residential houses.
Then we came to a white two-story building that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.
The buildings here seem to have a certain special style.
Between the floors, in the middle, there is a fence that is shaped like a crescent moon.
There is an incense burner as tall as one person on the top of the building. There are densely packed people standing on the incense burner.
Black flying bird.
The eyes of these flying birds are all blood red, which is a bit weird. They stand together without making a sound, like sesame seeds scattered on the ground.
"Come"
The sound came from this building.
Zhang Rongfang looked up at the door number outside the building.
On the right side of the entrance, there is an iron sign with a solid dark blue butterfly fixed on it with iron nails.
Written in spiritual script below: Wishes.
"Here" Zhang Rongfang took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly returned to clarity.
He felt a chill all over his body, feeling that the temperature around him was completely different from that of the entire Wushan Mansion.
He clearly remembered that the temperature at home before was no more than 30 degrees, but now
at this moment
The temperature here actually makes him feel cold
He took a step back and had no idea when and how he got here.
He didn't remember that there was such a house next to his home.
He clearly felt that when he first went out, his pace was not fast, but now
Zhang Rongfang took two steps back and looked around.
Both sides of this wish house are shrouded in white mist.
Only from a distance can you vaguely see the same house structure on both sides.
"Here" Zhang Rongfang felt a little uneasy.
Immediately close your eyes and open them quickly.
The expected attribute column suddenly appeared.
What made his heart tremble was...
In the attribute bar, the intuitive warning that had been silent for a long time appeared again.
Intuitive warning: Something is approaching
There was not much in the warning, but the writing had turned completely blood red, as if it might bleed at any time.
If I had known earlier, improving my literary skills would improve my perceptual acuity and I would directly connect to
When exposed to such trouble, he might not improve so much so early. 2
But it's too late to regret now
Since the perfection of divine refining is Master Yue’s requirement from the beginning, it means that this realm must
There must be something special about it.
'Is it a human or a ghost? Let's see!'
Zhang Rongfang raised his head, slowly placed his hands on the door of the building, and pushed it gently.
squeak
The metal courtyard door was slowly pushed open and slid to both sides, like open black hollow wings.
Zhang Rongfang strode into the courtyard.
The courtyard was empty, with no decorations.
But there are all kinds of dead butterflies everywhere on the ground. 1 These butterflies are all one color - blue.
As clear and blue as the sky.
squeak.
The main door of the building was also unlocked and Zhang Rongfang gently pushed it open.
Inside is a large misty white spider web.
The thick cobwebs were like white gauze, almost covering and submerging the entire hall.
Through the gaps in the spider web, Zhang Rongfang could vaguely see a woman in a white dress standing at the deepest wooden staircase.
She was wearing a palace dress with a very thin waist, her hands were folded on her abdomen, her face was as white as pink, and she was smiling.
The long black hair is neatly combed and tied up, giving people a dignified and elegant temperament.
Through the layers of spider webs, the woman smiled at Zhang Rongfang from a distance.
"Come"
She opened her mouth slightly and made a sound.
Hee hee hee.
Suddenly, a faint chuckle passed behind Zhang Rongfang.
He looked back suddenly. There was nothing behind him.
Then he quickly turned back and looked in the direction of the woman.
There is nothing left at the wooden ladder.
Zhang Rongfang took a deep breath, picked up a broken chair leg from the ground, knocked off the cobwebs, and moved forward.
There are still large pieces of white ash on the construction net, slowly dispersing and fluttering with the waving reverse airflow.
The air also became foggy.
Soon, he came to the wooden ladder and looked up.
The woman was at the top of the stairs on the second floor, with her back to him, walking step by step towards the depths of the second floor.
Zhang Rongfang quickly went upstairs, blinked, turned over and caught up.
In the small hall on the second floor, there are clocks on the ground with constantly rotating hands.
These clocks look as if they are many years old. They are all black and brown.
It rotates and makes a rusty sound from time to time.
The woman in the white dress stood at the deepest part of the clock, leaning against the window, smiling at him from a distance.
"Come"?? She said softly.
"Who are you!?" Zhang Rongfang didn't come any closer.
It's not that he doesn't want to.
But he felt something was wrong.
At this time, the intuitive warning on the attribute bar has turned into a dark blood color that is about to solidify. The writing is still the same line of writing, unchanged, but there is a trace of creepy atmosphere.
It made Zhang Rongfang's whole body become colder and colder.
"Come" the woman smiled at him again.
"What did you want to do when you brought me here?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.
He believed that the other party would not lead him here for no reason.
"Aren't you coming over?" The woman's words finally changed. "What is your purpose? Where is this place?" Zhang Rong was as calm as water, staring at the other party.
"You don't come over"
"Then I'll come over!
Suddenly, the female voice sounded from behind Zhang Rongfang.
The woman in the white dress in his field of vision disappeared instantly, but behind him, a chilling chill suddenly came from behind.
Without thinking, Zhang Rongfang slapped him backwards with his backhand.
Just before he hit anything.
Pieces of hazy white cobwebs fell from above overwhelmingly, completely enveloping him in them.
Strong sleepiness came over him.
"Pretending to be a ghost!" Zhang Rongfang's blood lotus suddenly bulged out on his back and bloomed.
The violent energy and blood were burning and boiling in his body like fire.
At the same time, it seemed to be accompanied by some kind of deep roar like a beast.
Countless spider webs were broken and scattered.
Zhang Rongfang's vision suddenly became clear.
His eyes trembled suddenly, and his head seemed to be spinning and swaying like a whirlpool, with a deep feeling.
The dizziness subsided quickly.
Everything around me began to regain its clarity. From blurry, it slowly became closer, and then became clear.
"I am
When he saw everything clearly, Zhang Rongfang was suddenly shocked.
At this time, he was not in any small building at all, but still sitting cross-legged in his own home.
There are no cobwebs around, just a ray of sunlight coming in from the window, falling on
On him.
Zhang Rongfang blinked and quickly looked at the intuitive warning in the attribute column. Intuitive warning: The danger has been eliminated and some unknown existence has left.
"really!"
Zhang Rongfang was horrified.
If you were an ordinary person, you might think it was just a dream or an illusion.
If he didn't have the attribute column ability, he might just think it was a dream.
But now his intuitive warning clearly told him that it was not a dream just now.
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Standing up, Zhang Rongfang looked around to make sure that he was indeed still at home.
Not much time had passed around him. It was still almost the same as when he entered samadhi before.
And the little tennis ball in his mind was no longer as active as before.
"Sure enough, once you start to reach the realm of refining gods, you will come into contact with all kinds of things that are beyond common sense.
Spiritual generals are really different from ordinary people."
Standing up, Zhang Rongfang moved his legs and was about to go out to investigate and see what he had just seen.
Does the small building we arrived there exist? Does it exist in Wushan Mansion?
Just as he stood up, he was suddenly startled and quickly turned his head. "I clearly remember that I have stored this, right?"
He looked at the statue of the Blood God behind him, feeling startled and confused.
The statue was placed upright behind him, staring at him with a kind expression. On the ground in front of it, there was an extremely fine, almost invisible white ash.
Zhang Rongfang looked at the white ash in silence, paused, and carefully observed the blood statue.
No abnormalities were found.
Then, he walked closer, stretched out his hand, lightly dipped the white ash on his fingertips, and picked it up to examine it.
In the ashes, there was a faint scent of the spider web he just encountered in that small building.
"Is it possible?"
Zhang Rong's expression was cloudy and uncertain.
He quickly got up and went out, heading to Qingsu's side.
In Wushan Mansion, he had plenty of manpower, and he just happened to investigate the origin of the woman in the white dress he saw just now.
Regardless of the abnormality of the Blood God Statue or the reminder in the attribute bar, he was clearly told.
It was not a dream just now!
Ding Yu woke up from his sleep hazy.
He remembered that he had been fascinated by others before.
Moreover, those people who were fascinated by him seemed to be locals from Dan Province.
He was groggy and felt as if his head had been hit hard by something heavy, and the pain in the back of his head was unbearable.
When he opened his eyes, he was lying in a dry haystack, which was a woodshed where the haystacks were stacked.
The dim sunlight outside shone through the fog and fell on the ground at his feet.
The air was filled with the smell of cow dung.
There was a faint girl's laughter outside the door.
They spoke in a completely incomprehensible dialect and seemed to be joking and having fun.
Ding Yu raised his hand and looked at his wrist. It was tied several times with thick hemp rope.
These layers of rope may be too powerful for ordinary warriors to break free from.
But to him, that's it.
It's just that he was feeling weak at the moment, as if the effects of the medicine hadn't completely worn off yet. He couldn't exert any energy.
Creak. The firewood shed door opened.
A fair-skinned woman wearing a navy blue round hat walked into the door with a smile.
"Are you awake? Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?" The woman opened her eyes with watery eyes.
He looked at Ding Yu and said.
"Who are you? Why did you drug me?" Ding Yu said in a deep voice.
"My name is Xiaojing. My family is short of a strong laborer. I also want to have a son. What do you think?
If you are so strong, you will definitely give birth to a good son." The woman answered seriously.
"" Ding Yu looked startled, "How dare you grab someone on the road and bring him back to give birth to a son?
"Why don't you dare? You are my property now. Everyone in this village already knows it. You can't run away." Xiaojing said with a smile.