no one knows better than me

"what happened?!"

"May I ask where this is?" Pei Yi had carefully pulled out his sword, looked around and asked, "We were transported here by the fog?"

Zhuang Qingliu didn't speak, looked at the strange houses and the empty long street in front of him, and suddenly said in a low voice: "It's so noisy."

Mei Hualan's expression moved slightly, she lowered her head and asked her, "What's the sound?"

Zhuang Qingliu placed two fingers between his eyebrows and rubbed them, then scanned the several people around him who were on guard, and said to Mei Hualan in a breathy voice: "It doesn't sound like a human voice, be careful."

Mei Siji looked at it for a long time, leaning against Meihualan and Zhuang Qingliu hesitantly said: "Mr. Duanzhu, this seems to be a huge empty city without people..."

"And it's an ancient city." Lan Song frowned, looking at the construction style of the city and the rows of houses.

The night was deep and the moon was shining in the sky. The entire empty city was eerily silent, without a single sound, but the streets were lit with soft orange lights.

"Could it be that such a large city is usually hidden in the void by formations?" Pei Yi turned to Mei Hualan and Zhuang Qingliu, "For example, people who walk to the border unintentionally will be like ghosts hitting a wall, unconsciously avoiding it, and We stumbled in by mistake?"

Mei Hualan just glanced around a few times, noncommittal, but Zhuang Qingliu affirmed: "This is not an empty city being hidden by a formation, but the other way around, this is a magic formation that was expanded out of nothing at one point."

Pei Yi frowned: "A magic circle?"

"Yes, that is, it is more similar to the Void Realm." But the injuries suffered in the Void Realm are hallucinations, and they will disappear automatically when they leave the Void Realm, but in the artificially expanded magic circle, they are real, and they cannot be careless at all.

Zhuang Qingliu turned his gaze to the end of the long street: "Let's go, we're already here anyway, just take a look around, try to get as close as possible, don't spread too far, lest there will be other emergencies."

"it is good."

A group of seven people still held their weapons cautiously, walked along the long street with the utmost vigilance, and looked around seriously.

After Zhuang Qingliu looked at the tiles on the ground and the patterns of the surrounding doors, he probably knew it in his heart, so he pulled the sleeves of Mei Hualan intentionally or unintentionally, and the two of them walked to the back without anyone noticing.

There seemed to be a thin white mist around again, the air was damp and cold, Zhuang Qingliu spoke to Mei Hualan with his eyes, and glanced at Lan Song in front of him.

Mei Hualan blinked but did not respond.

Zhuang Qingliu: "..." This person did it on purpose.

Just now I talked about a topic in the restaurant that made Zhuang Qingliu feel very weird and uncomfortable. She was always uncomfortable with getting too close to Mei Hualan.

Mei Hualan was the same as usual, as if she didn't realize anything, she suddenly leaned forward slightly, and pressed her forehead to Zhuang Qingliu's, motioning for her to speak now.

Zhuang Qingliu closed his eyelids in a natural reaction, and quickly opened them pretending to be calm, and said two words in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Lan Song."

Mei Hualan turned her eyes slightly forward, and glanced at Lan Song's back: "Are you suspicious of him?"

"He is indeed very suspicious." Zhuang Qingliu said in the middle of the sea of ​​knowledge, "First, spreading the magic circle is what the Lan family is best at. Second, the Weize we were standing on just now is on the periphery of the Lan Family Immortal Mansion, and there is a magic circle on it. Fluctuations, Lan Song goes in and out every day, how could he not know."

"Maybe someone made it up temporarily." Mei Hualan supplemented her words, and asked, "Just now in the restaurant, is what Lan Song said true or false?"

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly fanned her with his eyelashes: "Can't you see my expression?"

Mei Hualan laughed softly for the first time tonight, and teased her back a little mischievously: "You concealed it too well."

Zhuang Qingliu whipped her with his eyelashes completely subconsciously, and only after being whipped back did he suddenly realize what they were doing.

She immediately became serious with her eyelashes, and said: "What he said is half-truth and half-false. If you mix it up like this without any pause, it's not easy to distinguish which sentence is true and which sentence is false."

Mei Hualan pondered: "That's where he at least has something to hide."

At this moment, Mei Siji's voice suddenly sounded: "Mr. Duanzhu, look! This is not—" her voice stopped abruptly in the middle.

At the same time, Pei Yi turned his head with his sword strangely, looked at the two people who were a dozen steps behind and asked, "...What are you two doing?"

Zhuang Qingliu rubbed his eyelids in an instant: "Sand got in my eyes, let Mr. Duanzhu help blow it."

"Where did the sand come from? Is it windy?" Mei Xiaohan suddenly shook her folding fan and smiled.

Although there was a strange feeling in Pei Yi's heart, he said with a little reproach: "Come closer? To avoid accidents? Huh?"

"Okay." Lan Song looked up at a plaque and said, "Don't talk about that, come and see."

Only then did Zhuang Qingliu approach with Mei Hualan, looked up at the plaque, and saw three big gilded characters on the plaque - General's Mansion.

She sighed in her heart, thinking that sure enough, this city was the imperial city of the ancient Xiang Kingdom 600 years ago, and the mansion in front of her was the General's Mansion that Lan Shu came to.

Mei Hualan tilted her head, and lifted the silk cloth wrapped around the picture scroll. Lan Shu didn't know what was going on now, so she didn't respond.

"No matter what the situation is, let's go in and have a look." Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan exchanged glances, then raised their hands first, and pushed on the door leaf.

"Squeak-"

The crimson solid wood doors with two lacquered copper rings creaked, then turned inward and opened slowly.

The scenery in front of him didn't come into view at once, but was wrapped in dense fog, the overwhelming dense fog, just like the scattered mist on the long street outside, all emanating from the general's mansion.

Pei Yi cautiously took out a talisman, and quickly ignited it in mid-air. Then he looked at the green flame and said, "The fog is non-toxic."

"Non-toxic but invisible, be careful."

A few people hummed, and then stepped in, but in an instant, they seemed to have suddenly fallen into some kind of quagmire, and a feeling of falling to the ground suddenly hit.

"What's going on? Is it a trap?!" Mei Siji shouted anxiously.

Before she could finish her voice, a gust of wind suddenly blew up from her side, and the dense fog that covered the sky was blown away immediately, and at the same time, the feeling of sinking beneath her feet stopped abruptly.

Mei Hualan calmly put away a spirit weapon that blew away the thick fog in her hand, lowered her head and glanced at the ground, and said calmly, "It's the swamp array, it's out of order."

The swamp formation, as its name suggests, is a formation inspired by the swamp. It is very flexible and changeable. It can automatically identify whether it is a human foot or a test. It is more effective when used in conjunction with thick fog. It can make people who step into it quickly Sinking, if the soles of the feet get stuck, people with lower cultivation bases will not be able to break free, and no one will come to rescue them in time, so they can only wait for death.

Similarly, those who can form this kind of formation must have a high level of cultivation.

Lan Song's complexion was not good: "It seems to be a killer move?"

"It doesn't matter whether there is a killer move or not, Duanzhu-jun is very skilled in breaking the formation in an instant." Pei Yi turned his head aside and said something in a cryptic tone.

Mei Hualan obviously ignored him, but walked in with a calm expression. The marsh array was extremely wasteful of spiritual power, so there was only a patch at the door, and further inside, it was a solid and normal tiled floor.

"All kinds of noisy voices are more obvious." After Zhuang Qingliu reminded Mei Hualan in a low voice, she couldn't help but flipped her sleeves and asked, "What did you take out just now? Huh? Can it be?" Let the wind blow away the fog?"

Mei Hualan turned her head to look at her and said, "No, I blew it away with my mouth."

"..." Zhuang Qingliu laughed suddenly, and whispered, "Nonsense, I saw it, it was a tattered linen bag."

Mei Hualan made a "hmm" sound, and with an expression of letting it go if you saw it, she lowered her hand and said, "It's a tattered cloth bag."

The cloth bag was only as big as an ordinary bellyband, and Zhuang Qingliu turned over the front and back with interest: "What kind of spiritual weapon is this? What's its name?"

"Wind Spirit Tool is called 'Big Wind Bag'." Mei Hualan lowered her head and asked her, "Do you like it?"

Zhuang Qingliu: "How do you like it?"

Mei Hualan whispered: "Send it to you."

"..."

Seeing that the two people's heads were naturally leaning together, and they began to bite their ears like no one else was there, Pei Yi, who took the lead, flashed his eyes and reminded with embarrassment: "Can you two be more careful, with all due respect, Pei feels very bad , I don’t know what strange things are in this door.”

He was talking about the main entrance of the General's Mansion after passing through the outer algae well. At this moment, the man was standing in front of the gate cautiously holding a sword, and did not move rashly.

Zhuang Qingliu quickly pretended that he didn't hear the big brother's words of "I will give something away if there is a disagreement", and stuffed the big wind bag back into Mei Hualan's sleeve, and said, "Let me open it."

After the door was opened this time, there was still a thick fog, but Meihualan blew away the fog in an instant as before, and then she had to do the same thing, as if smoothly stuffing the big windbag into Zhuang Qingliu's sleeve.

"..." The corners of Zhuang Qingliu's eyes twitched, so he could only pretend to accept it as calmly as possible, and then followed the door open to look inside.

This time there is no such thing as a swamp formation, but the weird scene in the huge yard before them made everyone's breathing freeze for a moment

bones.

White corpses all over the floor.

Moreover, all the densely packed and neatly arranged skeletons maintained exactly the same posture, with their heads raised in the same direction...kneeling and worshiping the moon.

Even those cultivators of immortals have seen too many strange scenes, but they were still slightly shocked by the strange scene under the moon.

Mei Sigui whimpered and flew into Zhuang Qingliu's arms, almost turning into a bird on the spot.

Zhuang Qingliu immediately bowed his head and caught her with both hands.

Mei Sigui blinked slightly: "I'm... a little scared."

Zhuang Qingliu said seriously: "No, you have a lot of fear." She stretched out her hand as she spoke, and turned around with Mei Sigui's head in her hand.

"...Is there any taboo?"

"No." Zhuang Qingliu touched her head inexplicably, "If you don't look at it, you won't be afraid."

"..."

Pei Yi felt a chill all over his body from the scalp to the soles of his feet. He frowned and said, "What is this? Human sacrifice?"

"I'm afraid it's not a human sacrifice."

After a while, Zhuang Qingliu withdrew his gaze from looking around, walked in through the threshold, cautiously walked through the kneeling corpses, bowed his head and said seriously: "These bones are not from the same period, some of them are very bright in color and fine in texture, they should be They have just died; while some have been slightly darkened, with cracks and cracks, which should be a long time ago... at least hundreds of years."

And more than that, Mei Siji boldly followed her in to check: "It seems that some... have been buried in the soil, were they dug out?"

That is to say—these bones spanning hundreds of years were deliberately collected and placed here!

"--Be careful!"

Suddenly, Lan Song, who had been silent all this time, pulled out a sword from nowhere, and stabbed straight at Zhuang Qingliu!

--clang!

- Crash! !

The two swords collided in an instant, and Mei Hualan first split Lan Song's sword, and then flipped his wrist in an incredible way, cutting off a thick bone claw at the wrist, and fell to the ground with a bang.

It turned out that a white bone claw behind him suddenly grabbed Zhuang Qingliu's back with a sharp sound of breaking the wind, and precisely reached the position of the heart. If it was caught by it, Zhuang Qingliu could kneel down and worship the moon on the spot up.

Lan Song did this to protect her.

Pei Yi took a few steps quickly with a bad face, supported Lan Song's arm that was shaken away by Mei Hualan's sword, and skillfully touched a few acupuncture points, and said in a low tone: "Brother Lan's sword is pointing at the bone claw, everyone has seen it But Mr. Duanzhu hurt him, I don't know what that means?"

Mei Hualan didn't give any explanation, but put away the floating lamp and said calmly, "Sorry."

Mei Xiaohan, who was looking at a corpse with a large face next to him, smoothed things over and said: "After all, night is no better than daytime. It is also possible that the eyes are dazzled by the sword light for a moment, and the subconscious does not react."

She took out a small bi-color porcelain bottle from her sleeve and said, "If Sect Master Lan doesn't mind, eat two, and you will recover soon."

Her words can only be said to deceive ghosts and the skeletons present, will Mei Hualan be blinded by Jian Guang?

Pei Yi's face was still in a bad mood, but Lan Song patted his hand reassuringly, took the medicine bottle without much fuss, poured out two pills and took it with his head up, then said: "Did you notice that these bones and Generally, the bones are different, but they all have the same characteristics?"

Mei Siji answered smoothly: "Naturally." She turned her eyes and said in a slightly condensed tone, "There is a spirit emblem on the thorns behind the necks of these corpses."

The so-called "spiritual emblem" refers to the fact that after a person dies due to various unnatural reasons, the resentful soul will linger for a long time due to the accumulation of fierceness, and then borrow something else to become a spirit, and then such a mark will be born on the original bone—— Like Lan Shu.

Lan Song's voice was low: "Yes, they all have spirit emblems, so it's self-evident what they are."

What he meant was that each of these bones represented a vengeful spirit who had become a spirit, and all the skeletons scattered all over the place were collected here, so there was an explanation for the collective restlessness of the evil spirits in the past few days, which was controlled by someone It was only through their bones that they controlled such a riot.

So the one who collected all these is really a Jade Spirit?

The atmosphere seemed to be a little heavy invisibly, if that was the case, where was the Jade Spirit itself?The bones here are obviously only a small part of the evils, so where are the rest?Is it everywhere?What are you trying to do with collecting them?

Zhuang Qingliu remained silent, but looked down at the backs of the heads of several skeletons. Mei Hualan, who was following her, took away her peripheral vision and said calmly, "That's not the case."

"what?"

Mei Hualan seldom spoke, just said a four-character conclusion, and kept silent, as if she didn't want to explain.

After Lan Song paused, he asked her for advice again.Mei Hualan glanced at him like a mallet, and said, "I made a lot of mistakes."

Seeing that she was about to offend someone, Zhuang Qingliu immediately took over the conversation: "What she means is that there are many corpses here that don't match the evil spirits."

Pei Yi frowned and asked, "How do you know what she means?"

Zhuang Qingliu: "...Is this the point?"

Pei Yi stopped talking, and instead responded seriously to what the two said, and looked at Mei Hualan: "How do you know?"

Mei Hualan stretched out her hand and pointed: "Because I tamed many evil spirits here - together with the skeleton, they are all under the spiritual mountain at home."

Several people:"……"

"And many evil spirits ran away by themselves, but I smashed their skeletons to pieces."

Mei Hualan paused and said: "So the skeletons here are not all corresponding to the evil spirits one by one. On the contrary, some people want to use the skeletons that have nothing to do with them to re-establish contact with them, endow them with life, or recall them."

Everyone's complexion is slightly bad, if so, what does that mean?In short... who the hell is messing around with this kind of evil spirit?

As if there was no clue outside, Zhuang Qingliu walked out from the pile of human bones and looked into the dimly lit room: "Go in and have a look."

She didn't forget to turn around and lead Mei Sigui to her side, and stroked her head.

Mei Hualan was also walking on the other side, and suddenly used a sound transmission to tell Zhuang Qingliu to be careful of Lan Song's sword in a low voice.

Zhuang Qingliu glanced at her briefly: "Huh?"

Mei Hualan said: "Lan Song's sword has a characteristic."

"what?"

"It has ghosting."

Mei Hualan said softly: "It means that the edge of the sword you see is just the shadow of its shuriken, and when you block it, the real sword edge that is one step faster has already cut you in half."

Zhuang Qingliu was surprised, and subconsciously glanced at the sword that Lan Song took out from somewhere in his hand, thinking that sure enough, the lack of ability, props to make up, with this special sword bonus, even if Lan Song is not a sword repairer, the strength Insufficient, but it has a huge advantage in real battles.

With the experience of the previous two times, after several people walked up to the threshold this time, they were all ready to open the door and saw a pile of thick fog, but on the contrary - after the door was opened, the room was very clear and bright, and they could even see In an instant, the shadow of the knife was drawn from the hands of the two people guarding the door!

--Snapped!

Pei Yi smoothly pulled the two people around him into a spiral, but Zhuang Qingliu's eyes flashed, and he said, "Sect Master Pei, don't panic, dummy."

The shadow of the knife came out the moment the door was opened because of the exquisite arrangement of the indoor candlesticks.

"..." Pei Yi's forehead twitched slightly, he let go of the two of them, and looked in. This should be the weapon hall of the General's Mansion. There are many neatly arranged wooden frames in the huge space, and each wooden frame There were two "dummies" guarding them with knives in front of them.

"Is this a dummy? Really a dummy?!"

After observing for a long time, seeing that the person holding the knife did not move, Mei Siji touched the exposed skin of the dummy at the door with the tip of the sword, and said without daring to use his hands: "How did senior Zhuang know it was a dummy? Isn't that too real?"

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw that the sword tip in her hand seemed to have poked a hole in the dummy's skin, and the frame of the person in front of her suddenly shrank slowly...and soon turned into a strange and shriveled shape.

"Be careful, the human skin you poke is real." Zhuang Qingliu looked at her threateningly.

Sure enough, Mei Siji was instantly terrified.

Zhuang Qingliu caught her sword at this time, and scratched the dummy's skin, and soon saw what was exposed inside - straw and cotton.

Already moldy.

I don't know who made this kind of thing, and it also uses black cotton that is not very useful.Zhuang Qingliu clicked his tongue, thinking that if he is so poor, what kind of scarecrow army is he building?

Pei Yi walked in and looked around at a large number of wooden shelves: "What are these things? A mirror broken in half? Half a string of candied haws? A knife broken from the middle? Even... a bunch of branches? "

Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan walked together, looked at it and said thoughtfully: "I'm afraid these things are all mature." It was no different from the ones that ran out from the foot of Meijialing Mountain that day, and they were always in her ears These are the things that speak.

Lan Song bowed his head and said: "Yes, pay attention, there is a blood-painted magic circle under your feet. This weapon hall is equivalent to a place to suppress evil spirits."

"It stands to reason that if the bones are destroyed, the body attached by the evil spirit will be broken, and they will also be imprisoned in this rag - such as this split mirror." Zhuang Qingliu raised his hand and turned it left and right, "That's why the skeleton corresponding to it outside just now was re-found for it, trying to re-enable it and make it 'live'."

As she was talking, the Lan Shu painting scroll on her back suddenly moved. It was light at first, and then shook violently. .

So everyone was stunned by this change, Zhuang Qingliu quickly walked over, just about to ask something—wow!

Lan Shu knocked down a skeleton placed on a wooden frame, and it fell to the ground.

She seemed unable to speak, and could only move around in front of Zhuang Qingliu's eyes.

Zhuang Qingliu quickly touched her reassuringly, and looked down at the ground: "Is this your skeleton?"

Lan Shu's painting scroll hurriedly clicked up and down.

But why are Lan Shu's bones not outside, but disassembled and placed here?Zhuang Qingliu quickly looked up and saw that there were many similar bones placed on the wooden frame in front of him from top to bottom.

But without thinking too much, she quickly took out the silk cloth she had prepared in advance, squatted down, and collected Lan Shu's body.

Pei Yi stared at the skeletons on the shelf, and said thoughtfully: "These skeletons seem to be girls, I heard that all of them are beautiful..."

Zhuang Qingliu was wrapping up Lan Shu's skull. By the way, he saw the skull on the shelf in front of him, and said casually, "Little Sect Master Pei, it's impossible for all of them to be beautiful."

She pointed to the skull in front of her who was staring at her with wide eyes: "Look at this, the skull is flat and round, the lower jaw is protruding, and the nasal bone is narrow and deformed. He should have looked like nothing before he was alive."

As soon as she finished speaking, the owner of the skeleton in front of her might have been so angry that she jumped on the spot, and suddenly bounced up from the cabinet frame, and it took a long time to rush to the sky before falling... Then the slender legs were still a little unsupported, and on the spot It fell apart to three meters away.

It seemed that he wanted to stand up and reason with Zhuang Qingliu... Unfortunately, he couldn't hold on.

Several people present were dumbfounded.

Zhuang Qingliu also stayed for a moment, and immediately apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, you don't look like a fool."

As he said that, he bent down, kindly picked up the skeletons scattered all over the floor, and put them together again, feeling like he was playing with a figure.

At this time, a voice beside my ear suddenly said: "What about me, is my skeleton beautiful?"

"..." Zhuang Qingliu turned his head strangely and looked in one direction, "...beautiful, you are beautiful."

The skeleton seemed satisfied and giggled.

Mei Siji and the others didn't know what happened. They saw Zhuang Qingliu suddenly turned his head and said "You are beautiful" to a skeleton, and all eyes were cast on her face on the spot. Pei Yi even backed away quietly holding a sword. After a few steps, he looked wary.

Zhuang Qingliu: "...I have not been possessed by a ghost." It's just that some of the voices she can hear are not heard by these people.

As she spoke, various voices suddenly sounded in her ears one after another, all of which were some women asking: "What about me? Am I beautiful... What about me? Am I the most beautiful?"

"It should be me..."

"You ugly bastard! Go away!"

"Look at me first..."

"It's obviously me, praise me..."

……

Zhuang Qingliu was shocked, wrapped up Lan Shu's body without a word, looked around and said, "Okay, okay, you all..."

Mei Hualan, who was beside her with her head bowed, seemed to have guessed something, and suddenly held Zhuang Qingliu's hand with a bad expression: "Don't tell me."

"??" Zhuang Qingliu looked up at her suspiciously, "But... I feel that if I don't boast, they will—"

Mei Hualan's face was unhappy, she put her hand in the palm of her hand and squeezed it vigorously, and still repeated: "No."

Zhuang Qingliu's brain was about to explode: "..."

What's going on here, you're starting to boast about being good?But there seems to be something to eat next to it... I don't know what happened, but she is not allowed to boast when she loses her temper.

"Why don't you praise me?" Shigu's voice gradually became dissatisfied.

"Why don't you praise me?"

"Am I not beautiful enough?"

"Say it?"

"Don't you want to say it?!"

"say!"

"Praise me quickly!!"

In a short period of time, the entire wooden frame in the room suddenly shook violently, like an earthquake in the surrounding area, and everything fell down in an instant.

Then a few people saw a group of human skeletons, scarecrow corpses, branches, mirrors, candied haws... and began to dance wildly together.

Mei Hualan made a decisive decision, raised her sleeves and swept away, leaving a barrier around them: "Let's go!"

A few people turned around and ran out quickly, stepping on the chaotic group of demons dancing behind them, and closed the door again with a bang, Mei Hualan raised her hand, and cast a spell on the door again.

"What's going on? What is this place?!" Pei Yi asked while running.

Zhuang Qingliu: "Don't worry about it, we will be completely ruined when we leave!" Anyway, Lan Shu's bones have been taken back, she jumped down from the yard, and asked, "Mei Pan, these spirit bones here... are a mess. Can all things be scaled?"

Mei Hualan: "Yes."

As she spoke, she raised her hand like lightning, and with the flourishing white spiritual light on her fingertips, she drew a curse pattern in the air that was probably a transformation, and then swiped it in the air. The spell suddenly went up to the sky like a giant umbrella, covering the whole The general's mansion was shrouded.

Almost at the same time, the never-ending colorful noise in Zhuang Qingliu's ears finally fell silent.

"Okay, let's go!"

Pei Yi, who was striding away, was the first to turn around, and the few people left the main courtyard faster than when they came. Seeing the gate of the General's Mansion approaching, Zhuang Qingliu suddenly narrowed his eyes and shouted: "Stop!"

"It's still weird here, let's talk about it if you have any ideas." Lan Song said.

A flash of surprise flashed through Zhuang Qingliu's heart, pointing to the swamp formation they walked through when they came in, and said in a deep voice, "Didn't you find anything wrong?"

The dense fog filled with evil spirit seemed to emerge again in an instant, and there was a gust of dark wind behind her. Mei Siji stared straight at the door, and said coldly: "What's wrong? What's wrong there? Is there anything?"

Zhuang Qingliu's voice seemed paradoxical in the gradually enveloping mist, and he paused every word: "There were seven people when we came in, but now there are footprints of eight people on that swamp!"

— Wow! !

There was a loud noise, and lightning struck everyone's hearts. Pei Yi said in horror: "That is to say, there is a person who quietly followed us and sneaked in?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground under his feet, which had been calm and waveless, suddenly shattered, and countless black and dry bone claws appeared out of thin air in an instant. Before everyone could react, they pulled their ankles like lightning, Drag them into the soil alive!