a single-handed husband

Wuxu is next door to Tingqu. It is a really good place with beautiful mountains and rivers.What is it called, the spring water is tingling, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the seasons are like spring in a fairyland on earth!It is said that there is some kind of stone that makes the spiritual veins of this land very tall, and the spiritual power is endless, so it is full of vitality. It is a place that many people want to come to but can't afford.Wuxu, although I don't know how this strange name came about, but it still fits well.Because there are many mountains and rivers, the environment is good, and it is foggy all day long, just like a fairyland.To sum up all these reasons, this is a site for rich people.

Immortal Hanyin, as a specialty of this place, doesn't know where he got so much money, he bought a place with the best Fengshui in Wuxu, named it Lingyin Pavilion, and lived a life like a hermit here.But because he has a lot of money and a strong background, no one dares to mess with him, and the fog in the Lingyin Pavilion is not ordinary, so he can't come out when he has nothing to do, and when he comes out, he basically helps get rid of troubles, so he has become a fairy inexplicably.

This time Hanyin flew into the Lingyin Pavilion with Mihua Yanxi and other four in a mighty manner, which opened Han Yao's horizons again.Flying all the way to the pavilion, the scenery outside is really not like the world.

Such a rich and powerful man, dressed in a fairy-like way, lived in a fairy-like way, and really even ate like a fairy-like way.Looking at the thick tea served, Yan Yao's left eyelid twitched, his right eyelid twitched, the hand holding the teacup trembled, and even the bangs on his forehead stood up angrily.

"Eldest brother, ah, are you fasting or are you on a hunger strike? After all, come here for tea?"

Hanyin glanced at the four of them, then turned around and said, "Four of you can't afford it."

pick!Yan Yao gave him a hard look, drank the tea in the cup, and said angrily: "Hurry up, I'll take them out to eat after finishing the work! I don't believe it, such a place of copper coins, even a decent high-end There is no food!"

The other four looked over.

Yan Yao met Shang Hanyin's gaze, smiled, and said: "Of course, I treat you, you pay."

"Heh. You can go out now and see who opens the door to do business for you!"

"Hey, why, Wuxu has a tough temper and doesn't even want the business of me, a poor man? Is he looking down on people so much?"

"Of course!" Hanyin puffed out her chest, and answered with inexplicable pride, leaving Yan Yao speechless for a moment.However, Hanyin's tone soon sank. "Wuxu is also suffering from the butterfly epidemic, but the symptoms seem to be different from what those leaders said. Yan Yao, here are all--" Han Yin paused, took a look at Han Ling, and then continued, "This is all from my own family. People, you don’t need to be arrogant, so I’ll cut to the chase. There are patients with skin ulcers here, but so far none of them died suddenly. There are dead, but it’s not because of ulcers, but..."

Hanyin frowned tightly, with a look of embarrassment on his face, which made Han Ling's heart twisted.Seeing Hanyin's hesitation to speak, Yan Yao couldn't help but exchanged glances with Mihua, and then both looked at the fourth day.

For that kind of bad premonition, the brothers and sisters have always had a tacit understanding.

Obviously, Hanyin also knew what they were thinking.When the two turned their heads and asked with their eyes, Hanyin nodded with difficulty.

The four of them lost their minds together.Han Ling saw it in his eyes, although he was at a loss, he probably knew that it was an old thing, and the four of them were reluctant to mention it, an old thing related to the fourth day of junior high school.Now, maybe the old scene has returned.

It's not too early to say when Wuxu became the territory of the rich.About 20 years ago, Hanyin was not a fairy here, and he hadn't even been here.At that time, Wuxu, the name actually fit the place quite well.

There is a spiritual stone in Wuxu, which continuously provides spiritual power here. Outsiders have heard a lot of rumors about vitality and even time suspension.But here, only some villagers lived here.The stories circulated among the villagers are also somewhat different from those circulated outside.

Fog is so foggy that it can be found everywhere, and this fog can speak.On the fifteenth of each month, Wuxu will be shrouded in thick fog. At this time, there will be ghosts and snakes whispering in the fog, which seem to be cursing or talking, but no one can understand.I can't go out on this day, one is because I can't see the road clearly, and the other is because, once I go out, I can never come back.Everyone in the village said that he was taken captive by a ghost and made a sacrifice.If one person makes a sacrifice, a hundred people will be safe, and the passage of time for the remaining people will slow down, which is equivalent to prolonging their lives.When someone disappears, someone else takes his place.They don't care who is more or less, and no one knows how long they have lived here. Wuxu has always been just a fairyland and legend of immortality in the eyes of outsiders.After that, the wealthy invaded, thanks to Han Yin and Yan Yao's meddling.

It was the Ghost Festival that day, and Yan Yao followed Hanyin out to catch ghosts.One is holding a sword, the other is riding an umbrella, the two of them are flying in the air, looking at the faintly flickering lights below, Han Ling said: "Brother, have you heard of a place called Wuxu by the side of the road, where there are What a fun rumor!"

"Immortal Wonderland?"

"Of course not!" Yan Yaoxie said with a smile, "Fairylands can exist. Fog, crowds, less people, and good air are enough. But it's not old... rebelling against the way of life and death, the living example is right in front of you, you think, it will be that simple ?”

Hanyin darkened the dark spirit, and said in a low voice: "Yan Yao..."

"Brother, have you heard of it? Wuxu."

"What fog?"

"It's Wuxu." Yan Yao smiled at him mysteriously, "Wu, you're talking. After speaking, you even ate people."

Hanyin froze for a moment, then looked down involuntarily.Before they knew it, the two had reached the sky above Wuxu.Within the surrounding area, only the land under the feet has no lights, and it can be seen very clearly at night when the fog is thick.

Yan Yao lowered the yin and yang to a low altitude, brushing against the fog and flying for a while. "The yin energy here is not a little bit heavy." Turning to look at Hanyin, Yan Yao said with a smile, "Brother, to catch ghosts during the Ghost Festival, how about catching this Wuxu ghost?"

Hanyin looked at him, then glanced at the thick fog under his feet, and answered with a frown.

"Okay! Yin Yang! Go down!" cheering, Yin Yang jumped down.

"Hey, Yan Yao, slow down!" Seeing him running away in a hurry, Hanyin shook his head, and Yu Jian followed.

As soon as they entered the dense fog, the tangy smell of blood ravaged their noses.

Relying on the faint light of Yin and Yang, Hanyin landed beside Yan Yao, frowned and said, "Why is the smell of blood here so strong?"

Yan Yao turned to look at him.With the light of the sword, Hanyin could clearly see his cold face.

"Brother." Yan Yao raised his hand.

Hanyin looked down.

It was a severed arm that was still bleeding.By the looks of it, it's still a child.