Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

They fell deep in the northwest grassland.

This grassland is very dense, the grass is half the height of a person, and people walking in it can't see it even if they bend down a little.

As long as one more shepherd is added and a herd of cattle and sheep is brought up with a long whip, the ultimate beauty of "the sky is blue, the wild is vast, and the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep appear" outside the Great Wall.

But I don't know why the shepherd didn't come with such fat grass.

Several bushes in the pasture were crushed to the left and right, and there were traces of the Soul Eater. They searched again this time, and found another piece of clothing corner.

The material of the cloth is tight, with two kinds of light and dark red stripes on the heavy black, which is the patterned color of Yanmen Zun's robe.

This place is desolate and uninhabited, further west is the desert, and even evil spirits are rarely seen here. What did the Yanmen come here when he disappeared?

He Yan walked around the perimeter, and when he faced the West, the soul blade in his arms vibrated violently—the West has heavy souls.

He Yan gave Hang Che a look.

Hang Che understood and withdrew from the disciples who were inspecting the scene.

The two of them took only a few steps before they were called to stop.

"Mr. Zhuoyu, Lord Xiaotian." Qin Feng stepped forward, "But is there something different?"

He Yan didn't know what to say, so she carefully examined Qin Feng's expression, wanting to see Qin Feng's acceptance of possible facts.

Qin Feng said frankly and honestly: "Take a step to speak."

He Yan glanced at the west, the grass there was more lush, and the growth was a bit higher than that of this side, and she walked towards that place.

They walked more than ten feet away before stopping, and there were fast footsteps approaching behind them, and it didn't take much thinking to know that it was Wei Du who followed.

Wei Du, who has been following Mr. Loulan, even knew that it is not good to follow too closely, with his head hanging halfway, he said, "I won't say it."

This matter is related to the Qin family's reputation, and outsiders are not allowed to comment. Hang Che and He Yan Mingzhe looked away, waiting for Qin Feng's wishes.

Qin Feng did not hesitate for a moment, and said directly: "Brother may have acquired the Soul Eater technique."

Qin Feng is upright and upright, but he is not a straight-talking rough guy. He speaks coarsely but acts carefully. In front of He Yan, he does not call spiritualism "forbidden art" or "magic art" like most people in the cultivation world, but pays attention to his wording. Called that variant of spiritualism as "soul-eating".

He Yan's face warmed up. He already had a good impression of Qin Feng, and he guessed that Qin Feng was the younger brother of the master sister. Invisibly, he had already seen Qin Feng very "closely", so he said very friendly to Qin Feng: " Why did Mr. Lou Lan say such a thing?"

Qin Feng's face was deep, for such a straightforward person, there were times when he could not speak, and he said after a while: "I found the Soul Eater scroll in my brother's room, and there is also an undigested Soul Eater Demon Pill. "

No wonder it's so difficult to say, Yanmen Zun wants to learn from Mrs. Ji Yao Tang's crooked way of raising Soul Eater in captivity, and then eating demon pills to boost his cultivation.

Hang Che and He Yan looked at each other tacitly, and they didn't expect that Yanmen Zun was also involved in the Soul Eater.

According to the clues collected by the Hang family before, there are many traces of the soul-devouring demon and the soul-devouring beast appearing in many places, most of which are remote and backward villages.Those places are closed to news, traffic is inconvenient, and because of the deep mountains, foxes and beasts come and go, so the people are superstitious about ghosts and gods.The soul-devouring beast ate a few human souls, and the corpse-eating beast ate up the corpses, so several people disappeared in the mountain village. Their relatives and friends could not be found, and the dead and dead bodies happened one after another. It was so bizarre that no one needed to fan the flames. The theory of "meeting ghosts" explains that people's hearts are desolate and they cannot be avoided.

In addition to those strangers who died unexpectedly, homeless people whose corpses were not collected, and somewhere inexplicably caught the plague and poisoned their corpses, they tamed the beasts at night, and they made up enough to raise those monsters.

The horse's foot came out of this quantity.

If the number of strikes is less, it will be difficult to attract people's attention if such incidents occur in a few villages. I am afraid that they can really hide from the sky for a while. Recently, such "strange incidents" have become more frequent. The Hang family visited the whole world to see the haunted villages. There were quite a lot, so I figured out the route and chain of captive soul-devouring demon corpse-eating beasts eating human corpses.

This method is actually the same as the method used in Mengyao before the rain. Mrs. Ji has gone, but there are still people doing this kind of thing. No need to guess, it refers to the closest person of Mrs. Ji.

If people don't know, unless they do nothing, Ji Tang's clean hands will always leave a clue.After the Hang family collected traces of the Ji family in many mountain villages, although they were all trivial evidence, Hang Che was confident to stand up and testify against Ji Tang.

All he had to do was expose Ji Tang's ironclad evidence face to face.

This is not a problem at all, Hang Che has a powerful wife.

Mrs. He Yan took action, and all the soul-eating evil spirits bowed their heads and ears. How many monsters Ji Tang has raised in captivity, there will be as much evidence in the future.

However, unexpectedly, the Qin family was also infected with the Soul Eater technique.

If it's just a practice technique, no human life is harmed, but it's okay to say, if human life is on your hands...

"Mr. Loulan," He Yan purposely lowered her voice, and gave a slight smile after consideration. The just-right smile doesn't make people feel that it is inappropriate for the current anxious occasion, but it seems to dispel the dark clouds that weigh on people's hearts. Has a soothing effect.

Qin Feng looked at He Yan gratefully.

Seeing He Yan throwing her arms around her arms, a delicate dagger appeared in her hand without anyone knowing it.

The handle has black gold blood patterns, and the blade body has red aura flowing.

The trust between people is like this. When you meet like-minded people on the road, when the other party treats each other honestly and hand over the secrets related to your wealth and life, you will come and go, and I will also reveal my family background.

He Yan took out the soul blade at this moment with the intention of comforting Qin Feng on one level, and on the other -

"Yaoxian, can you pull out a barrier?"

Just now, when he saw his wife flirting with others, considering that the "other" might be his wife's natal family, he had no choice but to force Hang Che, who had a "sensible" and "magnanimous" virtuous face, to keep his eyes on him. Introverted and cold.

He was first called by his wife by name, and he was called by the title he used to call when a couple is in love. Hang Che's black eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tips of his ears quickly turned suspicious red. He turned his face away restrainedly, and raised his hand sideways. With the movement of splattering ink, the surrounding space seemed to be like a piece of rice paper, and Hang Che casually drew a dome covering the floor. It seemed that he was in a good mood when he was called by his wife, and he also painted the cornices on the dome in a serious manner.

Weaving ink and painting various forms, landscapes are all made of paper, Zhuo Yujun's extraordinary spiritual power is refreshing, and Qin Feng praised it.

Wei Du on the side couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, he asked He Yan in shock: "Mr. He, is this what you said last time, a powerful person who can take down evil spirits with bare hands without using a fairy weapon?"

He Yan raised her eyes, the corners of her eyes brimming with pride, and she gave Hang Che, who was looking at her wife, a beautiful squint, and said, "Isn't it?"

Satisfied to see Hang Che looking away solemnly.

Wei Du's face showed a look of amazement, but he was not facing Hang Che or He Yan, but Qin Feng, and he said: "The barrier drawn by Mr. Loulan's Arc Smoke Knife is also very powerful."

He Yanfang took the soul blade out of its sheath and was about to cast a spell. Hearing Weidu's words, he was almost out of control.

The reason why Hang Che had to draw the screen was for sound insulation.

Taking the place she was standing as the center of the circle, He Yan walked three steps forward, backward, left, and right, and finally stopped at a square, squatted down, and listened attentively.

The other three people in the barrier didn't hear any changes, and they didn't know what He Yan was listening to, so they went in because they didn't know, so they heard He Yan's reminder, "Listen up".

The three of them subconsciously pricked up their ears when they heard the words.

He Yan held the soul blade up and down with one hand, and the soul blade fell into the ground.

It's like piercing a certain level, the gate of hell is broken open, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves breaks through the hole and overwhelms the mountains and seas, just like a hundred beasts howling and ghosts crying out for their grievances.

In fact, He Yan didn't need to remind her at all, the sound was too heart-piercing, it was deafening and the five sense organs were congested at first hearing, and then it was like an evil ghost haunting her, making one's hairs stand on end.

Fortunately, only for a moment, with He Yan's swift movement of drawing the blade out of the ground, the hole leading to hell disappeared on the ground, and the four of them stagnated in horror, and needles could be heard in the barrier.

He Yan inspected the three of them, waiting for them to recover.

It was Wei Du who spoke first: "There are tens of thousands of resentful souls down here?"

"Oh?" He Yan was a little surprised that Du could tell the truth, he nodded and said, "Did you find that the grass here is more lush than other places?"

All three people present understood what he said. The grass in this area grows better than other places because it has nutrients from rotting corpses...

So, what they stepped on was a mass grave!

With the knowledge of He Yan, Hang Che, and Qin Feng's cultivation, they wouldn't be frightened, but Wei Du's unexpectedly calmness made He Yan look at him differently.

Not only was Du not surprised, he looked down at the ground solemnly, as if he could see the bones below through the turf.

In fact, Qin Feng deliberately took a step closer to Weidu the first time he understood, but he was also quite surprised to see that Weidu was not afraid.

It was not the first time for Du to see Qin Feng when he was in trouble. He drooped his brows in thought, his eyes were filled with compassion. He had delicate features and a lively smile. Xiu, he only treats him as an innocent boy.

Weidu at this moment made the three people present feel extremely solemn, and they all fell silent, watching Weidu's reaction.

Wei Du slowly withdrew his gaze from the turf, stared at He Yan and said, "Maybe you can call out these resentful souls?"

He Yan was startled, just because of his soul blade, the little monk was sure that he could summon souls.

Similarly, He Yan also understood Wei Du's skills from Wei Du's compassionate eyes and solemn demeanor, and he understood: "Can you transcend these resentful souls?"

They both nodded, but shook their heads at the same time.

There are mass graves under your feet. Although He Yan's spirit-calling technique can summon souls and release "them", although he can send "them" to the underworld for Dudu, the number is too large, there are tens of thousands of resentful souls.The little monk doesn't seem to have high spiritual power, and He Yan is not arrogant enough to think that he can recruit thousands of resentful souls by himself.

Not to mention one He Yan plus another as Du, even if a few more of the same people are recreated, this mass grave will not be cleaned up.

He Yan can perceive the lingering resentment and fierceness of those resentful souls, once they are summoned but cannot be overcome, it will be a disaster.

What's more, what's underneath is not an ordinary ghost, but a military soul!

"Buried here is an army of thousands of people." He Yan said solemnly: "Soldiers and soldiers sacrificed their lives for the country and went to the battlefield. Whether it is attacking or defending, whether it is plundering or saving the country, whether it is justice or attack, soldiers take obedience as their bounden duty. , The soldiers at the bottom cannot question or resist the plan of the superiors. Therefore, whether they are soldiers of justice or not, the souls of soldiers and undead will be escorted into the nether world by ghosts."

He Yan's expression suddenly became solemn: "There is only one kind of military spirit exception, and that is - deserters."

"Under the turf here is a fleeing army. Maybe the general had a second heart at that time, or the soldiers were frightened by the murder on the battlefield. This army abandoned the commander and fled, but encountered an ambush here. The fugitive soldiers had very little combat power, and this army surrendered but did not get their lives back, and was even more shamed by the enemy, who buried their entire division alive here."

"Because they were deserters and died in a disgraceful way, this army of fleeing soldiers failed to be selected by ghosts and gods after death, and was buried here for many years, and their resentment lingered."

After He Yan finished speaking, she stared heavily at the turf.

He didn't mention the deeper content. The original spiritualism mentioned that there are tens of thousands of army souls here. Lou Lang had set foot here before. Like him just now, he also pierced the turf and heard the monstrous scene below. Ghostly resentment.

The military soul has more murderous aura and combat power, and what is buried under it is not just bones, but a disaster of extinction.

He Yan's long explanation did not mention the relationship between the army soul and Yanmen Zun's secret practice of the Soul Devouring Technique. The three people present were all thoughtful people.

In the dignified atmosphere, Qin Feng said heavily: "So, my brother came here to attract army souls to feed the Soul Eater?"

He Yan nodded: "That's right, Lord Loulan, please let go of half of your heart. Since Yanmen Zun is thinking about the souls of the dead, he hasn't lost his conscience enough to kill the souls of the living."

Qin Feng sighed sadly and joyfully: "This is the last trace we found of my brother. Those Soul Eaters failed to eat the army souls underground. The next step—"

Is it turning around and being manipulated to eat the soul of a stranger who is easier to get?Or did the hungry Soul Eater eat the unfamiliar manipulator back?

With Yanmen Zun's cultivation base, dealing with a few soul-devouring monsters will not make him unable to retreat completely, but if the former...

Obviously, neither of these two possibilities is a good result.

The atmosphere was rather depressing. Suddenly the sky brightened. It turned out that Hang Che had withdrawn the weaving darkness at the right time. The sky was clear and the wind was blowing. The four of them took a long breath at the same time and looked into the distance.

The sky is like a dome, covering the whole field, which is boundless and heroic.

But under this piece of blue sky and green grass, what is covered is a massacre with festering integrity and dirty calculations of people's hearts.

They silently withdrew from the lush green pasture above the mass grave, with unanswered questions in common——

Who passed the volume of the Soul Devouring Technique to Yanmen Zun?

Who was Yanmen Zun to come here to meet that extremely dangerous resentful soul?

Dongya Mountain.

The stubborn energy in Xie Jingyan's bones is most like Wuliangzi.

The former "four horses are hard to chase, He Wuqing" has raised a young apprentice who promises everything.Just like He Wuqing whispered when he came out of the mountain that he wanted to go back and build a few thatched cottages when he came out of the mountain, and later Wuliangzi, who was aliased, really went back there and built the Wuliang Valley, now Xie Jingyan said that he wanted to marry, so he I will definitely marry.

Yan Shuo asked him, "Have you really thought it through?"

Xie Jingyan didn't have to think about this question at all.

Although he decided to do it without hesitation, he was not hasty, and the answer was already thought of at the beginning of his decision.

Xie Jingyan's happy life is not the kind of world-weary and disheartened escape from the world, but a natural indifference to world affairs and ignorance of human feelings.He flies fast, the scenery is "fleeting", everything is like a fleeting cloud in front of his eyes, time flies like a fleeting horse, as if it is not worth mentioning, not worth staying.

I couldn't find Yan Shuo all the time, and realized that the initiative is all in that person's thought. The possibility of not being able to find that person again makes people crazy. In the empty contest, Xie Jingyan's anxiety and anger were gradually defeated, and what settled down in his heart was helpless expectation.When he found that person by accident, even a tough guy couldn't harden his heart and tone.

He probably also realized that he had no patience with Yan Shuo in the past, and also knew that the impulsiveness that time was not the way a husband should treat his "wife".

There was a sense of compensation, and also a sense of being someone else's husband. Xie Jingyan rarely slowed down, lowered her voice, and said seriously: "I will marry you, and I will treat you well. In the future, no one will force you , I will take the lead for you; I don’t care about what you did before, as long as it didn’t kill anyone; but there is one thing, you can’t do bad things again in the future.”

In fact, he didn't finish speaking, but he stopped thinking that Yan Shuo would definitely ask something back.

But Yan Shuo didn't ask him sharply, but slowly put away his long legs, sat up straight, raised his head slightly as if he wanted to look at him, but in the end he didn't send his gaze, but looked down at him. candlelight.

In their previous confrontations, most of them were Yan Shuo who forced him to be speechless, and there was never a time when Yan Shuo had nothing to say.

Yan Shuo's gaze seemed to be afraid of the cold, and he stuck to the candle, Xie Jingyan waited and waited, but Yan Shuo never looked at him.

Although those words, in Xie Jingyan's concept, were just stating the responsibilities of a husband, without much meaning of confession.But in the end, what he said literally meant that, and there was no response, Xie Jingyan lowered his head sadly, and said: "If you really have human life on your hands, since I have become a Taoist companion with you, I will definitely not go alone The immortal way of seeking longevity, anyway, no one has ascended for thousands of years, ascension is just a delusion, so it doesn't matter if you don't seek it."

Yan Shuo still didn't say a word, the candlelight illuminated his face with a warm light, those year-round thoughts and coldness in his brows seemed to be illuminated by the light of the fire, the corners of his eyes were dyed thin red, and his long hair was softly attached to him. The profile of the face, leaving only the arc of the tip of the chin.

He sat quietly, even his eyelashes stood up quietly and slightly, as if he was trying to remember something important a long time ago, as if afraid of being interrupted by any movement, he sat motionless with his eyes downcast.

Just when Xie Jingyan was worried that Yan Shuo would go numb, Yan Shuo finally moved. He slowly raised his hand, and his fingertips landed on the end of the long hanging sash.

The knot of the belt is very loose, and it can be untied with a light tug.