Beauty crowns the world [Rebirth]

Chapter 4 Wanshan is popular ([-])

"Crying sound?" Jiang Qihe frowned, "What kind of crying sound, male or female, adult or child?"

"Both." Lu Yunshen replied without thinking.

Jiang Qihe's eyes no longer stayed in one place, he raised his head, looked carefully at the situation of the entire Kong Family Village, and asked, "What time did you come here last night?"

"Three quarters of ugly time." Lu Yunshen was afraid that Jiang Qihe might misunderstand that the crying came after he came here last night, and added, "When I came, they had already started howling."

Jiang Qihe raised his hand to rub his chin, and said "um" casually. After overlooking the entire village, he sank and came to the untimely withered willow tree at the entrance of the village.

"Willows gather shade and are easy to attract ghosts." Jiang Qihe wandered slowly under the tree, tilting his head to look at the treetops, "This Kongjia Village has a strange shape, like a gourd, and there is only one entrance and exit, and the back is surrounded. And This willow tree...is like the handle on the mouth of a gourd. With such a pattern, if there is no movement in the middle of the night, I will feel strange."

"Let's go to the west first? That place is the most yin. When I came last night, it seemed to be solidified." Lu Yunshen summoned the Kurong sword and held it in his hand. The silver-white tassel was blown up by the wind, and the sword was shining , with a blurred outline around the edge.

From the corner of his eyes, Jiang Qihe caught a glimpse of something being split open when the wind touched the Kurong sword.

"Huh?" Jiang Qihe stretched out his hand and twirled the Kurong sword lightly, but unexpectedly his fingertips were stabbed by something wrapped in the wind, "This thing..."

"What?" Lu Yun was deeply puzzled, Jiang Qihe withdrew his hand too quickly, he didn't notice anything strange just now.

Jiang Qihe's stabbed hand flicked several times in the air, but the "small needle" on the pulp of the finger did not move at all. He had to raise his other hand to fiddle with it, but he did not expect his hands to be stuck together by this thing .

A numb pain came from the wound, and Yuanli was being pulled away. He gave a disgusted "tsk", raised his hand to his eyes, and examined it carefully.

Lu Yunshen tried to use the old method to see Jiang Qihe's situation through the light of the sword, but the latter was keenly aware of it and stepped aside.

"I have an idea, wait a moment, let me think of a way to verify it." Jiang Qihe said to Lu Yunshen.

A ridiculous thought flashed through Lu Yunshen's mind, "It can't be because Fuyao's surname is Liu..."

"Of course not. The surname depends on the parents, not on the tree planted at the door." Jiang Qihe snorted.

He tried to inject energy between his two fingers, and forcibly broke off the "small needles", but he ate up all these evil things one by one.

Jiang Qihe walked under the willow tree again, squatted down by the root of the tree, and put his finger close. After a while, the "little needle" fell off.

"Ahe." Seeing that Jiang Qihe ignored him, Lu Yunshen imitated this man just now, touching the blade of the sword with his fingers, but found nothing, "What are you doing?"

"It seems that this thing not only absorbs Yuanli, but is also attracted by Yin Qi, so it spontaneously and consciously runs towards places with more Yin Qi." Jiang Qihe muttered softly, and waved his hand at Lu Yunshen at the same time, but thought that Master Lu couldn't see him, I had no choice but to explain: "This is something that can only be seen after death. You have thick skin and it is difficult for them to pierce through."

Lu Yunshen's eyes changed slightly, and he walked to the willow tree with his sword in hand, leaning very close to Jiang Qihe, "Don't always say the word 'death'."

"Okay." Jiang Qihe replied very calmly.

"Then..." Lu Yun pursed his lips deeply, and was interrupted just as he opened his mouth.

Jiang Qihe said, "Let's talk later", and then watched the falling "little needle" intently. This thing burrowed its head under the willow tree, and then returned to the wind.

Half of the guesses were confirmed.

Jiang Qihe stood up and tugged at Lu Yunshen's sword tassel, "Is the wind blowing to the west?"

Lu Yunshen: "Yes."

Jiang Qihe: "Where is the most yin in the west?"

Lu Yunshen: "That's right."

When he lowered his hands, his wide sleeves swayed slightly, Jiang Qihe raised his head and said, "Then let's go."

Lu Yunshen took a step forward to lead the way, and just as he was about to ask, Jiang Qihe just started to explain: "I don't know how to name that thing, I've never seen it before, but it eats Yuanli and can be attracted by Yin Qi, so it gathers spontaneously. I have a guess.

You said, if you hide a person with a high level of cultivation here, and use Yin Qi to attract these things to wipe out the person's vitality, don't you have to worry about this person's resistance or being discovered? "

"You mean Old Liu." Lu Yunshen quickly followed his train of thought.

The night was left behind by the two, and the dim light in the farmhouse shone through, illuminating the surroundings in darkness, and the paper money scattered during the day was blown up by the wind, fluttering and falling, revealing a sense of depression.

"Most of these houses with dark lights are unoccupied." Lu Yunshen said suddenly.

Jiang Qihe took over his words, "Compared to other places in Jiangyang City, the luck here is somewhat thinner. Have you noticed? The seedlings in the field are either dead or dying. There is no food to grow in this land."

"I have a guess." Lu Yunshen walked around the yellow paper money that was blown to his feet, slowed down, and walked side by side with Jiang Qihe, "Jiangyang City's luck was sucked away from Kongjia Village, in other words, here It is the center of the formation, and in a few days, there will be no trace of luck left in the Kong Family Village."

"The Tu family is smart, they didn't do anything directly near their home." Jiang Qihe smiled, his voice a little cold.

After a pause, he said again: "The moon above our heads is completely covered."

"The yin energy is also getting stronger." Lu Yunshen looked around, his hand holding the sword tightened slightly.

Jiang Qihe smiled nonchalantly: "The moon is dark and the wind kills high. Human night."

Black clouds hung down the sky, the wind changed from blowing to blowing, whizzing through the muddy path.The shadows around are getting deeper and the outlines of the trees and houses are gradually blurred. At first, one or two barking dogs could be heard occasionally, but now there is nothing but the sound of the wind.

Jiang Qihe leaned close to the Kurong sword, half of his body was exposed, with a shallow curve on his lips, he made a silent gesture to Lu Yunshen.

His long hair was dark, his face was pale, his expression was calm, his fingertips were smeared with brilliance, making his eyes brighter and brighter.

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The cries that Lu Yunshen said before gradually entered the ears, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes sharp and sometimes hoarse, babies crying, octogenarians choking, overlapping, making people feel chills in the back.

At this time, the few lights that were lit in the village were extinguished one by one.

In the wind pierced by the Kurong Sword, there were more needle-shaped things than those seen at the entrance of the village, densely packed like brushes, Jiang Qihe glanced down, and immediately pulled the fringe of the Kurong Sword, signaling Lu Yunshen to go west with him.

"Ahe, someone is here." Lu Yun said in a low voice.

Jiang Qihe raised his eyelids, glanced to the northeast, and immediately let go of Jiantao without any hesitation, and stepped aside, "Go and come back."

Lu Yunshen waved his sleeves at him, "Come to my side."

Jiang Qihe retreated further, and said with a dark face, "I won't run."

"In case someone else appears, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you in time." Lu Yunshen's eyes were clear, like scooping up a handful of water, with an extremely serious expression.

"You are the most majestic head of the Ten Sages, even if other Ten Sages come, you can still protect me." Jiang Qihe raised his chin, also with a serious tone.

The two had time to talk, but the person who came did not pause.

Seeing the black shadow gradually approaching, Jiang Qihe blinked, "Xiaobai, you can do it, even if there are ten of them, you can still fight."

Lu Yunshen sighed silently, he deflected the edge of the sword in his hand, and pointed his left foot. When his figure swept into the air, Yaobai Huaguang had already swung out, and chopped at the waist of the visitor.

Those who came did not expect him to make such a fierce move, and the knife was still held up, but the blood was already splashing out, like the flesh of a watermelon sprayed out when one foot trampled on it.

Too weak, not worth running such a distance to take the initiative to do it.

Lu Yunshen turned around in the air and looked down, but he could no longer detect Jiang Qihe's trace.

"..."

The silvery white hair fell, Lu Yunshen's lips tightened, and after landing, he took two steps with his legs apart, and immediately retracted the Kurong sword, Yufeng rushed to the west of Kongjia Village.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Qihe had arrived at the westernmost part of Kongjia Village. Here was a pond. Under the dark night, there were no stars on the water surface.

There was a lot of Yin Qi, especially for Jiang Qihe who only had a soul body, it was so thick that he felt a little crowded.

He flicked his sleeves, walked straight to the center of the pond, put his hands down and pressed down, the power of Xuyuan surged out, violently shattering the illuminated defensive formation.

The water in the pond was pumped out and thrown into the Sea of ​​Sin, it evaporated into mist in an instant, and the steps hidden under the formation were revealed, and Jiang Qihe picked up the steps and descended.

The deeper it went, the thicker the yin energy became. With a cursory glance, Jiang Qihe found no less than ten yin gathering formations.

The "small needle" was like a brush before, but now it is like a wall, passing through Jiang Qihe's soul body and floating to the lower level.

With a thought, Jiang Qihe flipped his depressed palm, and the icy breath of Lianhe Mountain spread, freezing the surrounding area.

This thing that has been felt for 500 years and is now gradually becoming one with him does not affect Jiang Qihe in the slightest, but the whole Xuyuan is still pulling against him restlessly, making the back of his head a little painful.

Jiang Qihe forcibly pushed back the noisy Xuyuan, and with one step, he came to the bottom of the pond.

It was pitch black, and the ice on the ground and walls couldn't reflect light. Jiang Qihe frowned indistinctly, and walked towards the place where the Yin Qi kept gathering.

Even though he couldn't touch it, Jiang Qihe subconsciously stretched out his hand to feel it, but after a few breaths, he really touched something. Then, a strong force suddenly pulled him, and his whole soul was completely trapped in it, unable to struggle.