Brother, he doesn't understand style

"Cuckoo..."

"My lord, it is said that the other side of the corpse village is not a place for us ordinary people to go!"

"My lord, I won't be able to lead you any further, and I've never been here before. My father and mother said that this corpse village is very evil, but no one who enters can come out safely!"

The thick fog in front of him made Rong Yin only able to hear the other party's voice, but couldn't see the other party's figure. This little brother who spoke was a guide he hired from the mountain before going up the mountain. The direction of his trip was in the world of cultivation. The famous and decent sect of Tiangang Dao is located in Xixianyuan.

"Brother, if you can take me through here, the reward will be doubled." He said while fanning the fog barrier in front of him in an attempt to see clearly.

The little brother beside him smiled wryly when he heard the words, and said, "It's not a matter of money or not. What are you going to do if you insist on passing through here?"

"To go or not to go?" Rong Yin didn't have time to talk nonsense, so he asked bluntly.

Twice the reward is indeed very tempting, but he has already violated his parents' orders and entered the corpse farm, and his life will be lost if he walks down, but he is afraid that he will not be able to take his own if he leaves now. For the money, those who hesitated should not.

Rong Yin sensed his worries, and he was the kind of person who couldn't afford the money, so he didn't ask any more when he saw that his brother was in a difficult situation, and directly took out a bag of money and threw it beside him.

He vaguely heard that the little brother took the purse, thanked him ecstatically after a while, then pointed him to the road he had heard from the older generation, turned around and ran back.

Although he has stayed in Changqing Mountain for ten years, he can be regarded as a person who has stepped into the sect of self-cultivation, but he has never been to Tiangang Dao, and he doesn't know where to start this road.After finally inquiring about it, I found a brave little brother from the foot of the mountain who was willing to lead him up the mountain, but now he also ran away.

After walking a few steps, Rong Yin regretted letting that little brother go, no matter how many people he talked to, it would be good.

I have traveled around with my senior brother for ten years, but I have never encountered such a eerie and weird place. After walking a few steps, I will hear strange calls from all around, whether it is birds or animals.

It is not uncommon to build a corpse village on the mountain. Many places are superstitious, and it is taboo to bury the dead around the living people, so they will choose a relatively remote and uninhabited place to place the corpse, but this corpse village is obviously chosen. It is too far away, and it is located on the top of the mountain. The dense forest prevents the sunlight from getting in, and the fog in the corpse village is very thick.

I really don't know why Tiangang Dao chose such a gloomy place as the junction with the mortal world, Rong Yin was wandering while walking.

Suddenly, the fog in front of him was flowing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was a fishy sweet smell in the air. He quickly withdrew his thoughts and carefully guarded his surroundings. If he encountered trouble in such a place where he couldn't see his fingers, it would be fatal.

"Uh... ah..."

Although the deep panting sound was very weak, it seemed very abrupt at this moment. Rong Yin caught it accurately, and his body immediately stiffened, and he stopped moving.

When he stopped, the voice still continued, and the distance was slowly getting closer.

"what……"

The deep hoarse voice seemed to be squeezed out of the throat, and it was like the voice of dying and struggling on the edge of life and death. It was very creepy when the eyes were completely useless.

Rong Yin could clearly feel the sensation of his bare skin being scraped by the airflow, and his stiff limbs couldn't even tremble. He kept the same movement, clenching his teeth and waiting for the passage of time.

The voice was getting closer and closer, and then it passed by his side and then went further and further away.

When he noticed the departure of the unknown object, his limbs suddenly relaxed, and he exhaled lightly, releasing the chest that was suffocating.

"what!"

Suddenly, the voice rang in his ears, and a hand was placed on his shoulder. Rong Yin's scalp felt a little numb, but he quickly took out a piece of jade from his bosom, and saw that the thing came out The rays of light radiated all over the place, making the surrounding fog barrier instantly thinner, and the outlines of the surrounding things could be seen.

Rong Yin could clearly see a blue hand resting on his shoulder, and looked at the other's unkempt and invisible face along the way, but he kept making that strange sound that made people shiver.

Before he could make a move, the opponent came to grab his arm again, Rong Yin immediately urged his heart formula to transform the jade in his hand into a long sword, and opened the opponent's palm with a few strokes, and he didn't want to fight after getting away, so he hurriedly used his hand The light of Zhongyu Sword ran to the other side.

After running for a long time, he could not see the ghost, so he hurriedly restored the jade sword to its original appearance. He took a few breaths and was about to rest for a while when his shoulders were caught again.

Rong Yin frowned impatiently, with a trace of killing intent in his eyes, he turned around and wanted to attack, but this time it was someone else who put his shoulders on his shoulders.

The other party quickly backed away and shouted: "Young Xia, show mercy!"

The light of the jade sword vaguely let him see that the other party was wearing a sky-blue Taoist robe. The style of the Taoist robe was very familiar. After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly remembered that the white snow patterns on the hem of the robe belonged to the neutral sect in the cultivation world—June Snow belongs.

He knew a thing or two about the Taoist robes of sects in the cultivation world when he was in Changqing Mountain.

"Young man, do you know how to get out of this place? I accidentally broke into this place, the fog is too thick, and I can't find the way back." Seeing that he had no intention of doing anything, the other party boldly took a few steps forward .

Rong Yin took a few glances at him, this person had an ordinary appearance and an ordinary temperament, but he was wearing Liu Yuexue's Taoist robe, and he also claimed that he had strayed here by mistake, which seemed suspicious no matter how you looked at it.

The other party seemed to be aware of his suspicion, and quickly explained: "Young hero, don't worry too much, I am Liu Yuexue's disciple, and I passed by here with my brothers, but who knew that I fell behind because of my playfulness, and I have recovered I couldn’t find my seniors, so I had to come down to have a look, I never thought of this place, even sword control skills are not good, but fortunately, I can be a companion when I meet a young hero, this place is really eerie and scary.”

"I heard from the residents at the foot of the mountain that this is a corpse village. Maybe it's too dark to cast spells for a while, and I can't remember the direction of the way back." The jade sword in Rong Yin's hand has regained its jade appearance, and the light may be After a long time, the dense fog around here is not very good, and the vision is blurred again.

The other party thought about it for a while, then clapped his hands and said: "If that's the case, then I will go with the young hero, so I can take care of me!"

The thing I met just now probably absorbed the yin energy of this corpse village and transformed into corpses, I don't know how many of them, at this time, it doesn't matter whether the other party is good or bad, as long as it is alive, Rong Yin will respond.

He hadn't noticed it before, after all, he rarely used spells in the two years since he left Changqing Mountain, and after he said it, he realized that he couldn't use any magic power either.

The two of them didn't know the direction, so they just groped by intuition.

"I don't know where the young man is from. I saw the extraordinary jade sword in your hand just now. The young man is also a cultivator? Are you going to the Tiangang Road near here?" On the way, the other party couldn't help being lonely, and started to talk.

Rong Yin walked every step vigilantly, worried that the previous ghost would appear again, so he hummed absent-mindedly and ignored it.

"What did the young man go to Tiangang Road for?" He asked again.

"I'm going to the banquet."

Hearing the words, the other party laughed lightly for some reason, and then wanted to speak again, but stopped abruptly after saying "Young Xia", causing Rong Yin to look sideways and wonder what happened, but the fog was too heavy and he didn't like to rely too much on others So close, I couldn't see clearly what happened to the other party.

"What's the matter with you?" he asked softly.

After asking a question for a while but not getting an answer, Rong Yin immediately became alert, looked around, the familiar voice appeared again, and there were more than one or two sounds, a hoarse lament slowly approaching, he immediately took out the The jade in his arms illuminated, and he saw a circle of black shadows gathering around him, slowly approaching him.

The situation was very bad, even if the visitors might be just ordinary walking corpses, it would be difficult for him without any magic power to resist such a number.

Just when he was about to bite the bullet and fight, a gust of breeze suddenly blew away all the thick fog around him, and the air brought by that wind was a long-lost sweetness, no longer the fishy-sweet smell that made his mouth feel greasy .

Rong Yin looked up quickly, and what he saw was a fluttering white dress slowly falling down.