my God

When the mountain god rushed to the previous crossroads, how could there be that funeral procession?

The paper money on the ground also disappeared, as if the team had never appeared.

The mountain god closed his eyes, carefully perceiving the remaining yin energy on the road, and smelling the wind blowing towards him.

There was a smell of rotten wood and mildew, although it was only a little bit, but it was still noticed by the mountain god.He thought it should be the smell of the coffin, so he immediately chased after it.

He chased from the city to the suburbs, and finally stopped in front of an early mass grave in the mountains.

It is located in a deep mountain, and no one cares about it and it is not worth developing, so it still maintains the appearance of a long time ago.

There are large and small graves on the hillside, and some of the graves have been dug up by someone, leaving only large and small pits.In some pits there were still undecomposed coffin boards and scattered bones, in some pits there was nothing left, and in some pits even turned into muddy puddles, exuding an unpleasant smell.

The mountain god came here following the residual smell on the road, so he was sure that the team had returned here, but with so many tombs in front of him, he couldn't tell which one it was.

"Which one will come out to answer?" The mountain god asked towards the many grave bags in front of him.

There was silence in the mass grave, and no one or ghost answered the words of the god.

"I'm chasing a black coffin that was brought over just now." Shenjun glanced around coldly, "If you don't answer, then I will burn this place to the ground!"

As he said that, he swung his sleeves towards the rock wall on the hillside, and a large piece of rock was hit by his strong wind, shattered into stones and fell down, rolling among the nearby graves.

After the deterrence was over, he waited quietly for a while, hoping to get out and provide information in a timely manner.

Unfortunately, there is still no movement.Although some of these tombs have long since lost their souls, there are still many ghosts still living there.I don't know if their old ghosts who have been around for many years are afraid of causing trouble or they are little mountain gods who are not afraid to come to make trouble at all. In short, none of them showed their heads.

The mountain god was very angry, and decided to teach the "aboriginal people" here a good lesson.He opened his arms, and a huge black bird appeared behind him. With a wave of his arms, countless black feathers shot towards the hillside.

tuk tuk tuk tuk...

The sound of Hei Yu shooting into the soil was endless, and all the graves with yin energy were shot.

"I'll give you another chance! Next time, I'll shoot directly through your coffin boards!" the mountain god roared.

brush brush brush...

In an instant, many black figures appeared in the tomb, their faces were faintly visible, and they glared at the mountain god.

"It's just a crow spirit, do you really use yourself as a dish?" I don't know which ghost spoke first.

"Exactly! You dare to run wild on our land! When we cultivated the ghost body, you weren't even a bird's egg!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A group of old ghosts laughed wantonly.

The mountain god laughed back angrily, and said, "Since you don't know what's good or bad, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

He leaped into the air and suddenly transformed into a huge black bird.The black bird's spread wings directly covered the entire hillside, and then countless black feathers shot down like rain.

Although the ghosts have stayed in Yangshi for dozens or hundreds of years, this is the first time they have seen such a big battle. How can they have the face to mock each other at this moment?One by one, they immediately jumped up.

When the ghost image is hit by the black feather, it will be instantly wiped out; if the grave bag is hit by the black feather, the earth and rocks will splash and the coffin will crack.

"Tsk." Blackbird circled in the air, looking coldly at the mess and chaos below, somewhat dissatisfied with his own attack.

Has it not been razed to the ground once?It seems that some of these ghosts are still good.

Then another wave!

The blackbird glides to the top of the hillside again, spreads its wings, and prepares to launch the black feathers.

He exhausted all his mana, and he had to dig out Song Yan. If he wanted to see people in life, he would see corpses in death, but he was a disciple in his temple!

Just when he was about to launch the second round of attack, a golden light faintly leaked from a remote graveyard.

Could it be the Golden Light Curse?

The crow did not dare to attack the grave with all its strength, for fear of accidentally injuring Song Yan, so the plan remained unchanged and continued to launch an all-round attack, countless black feathers shot at the mass grave.

After shaking off its wings, the black bird turned into a human and landed next to the suspicious grave, shouting: "Song Yan!"

No one answered, but the mountain god faintly felt that Song Yan silently said "Shen Jun" in his heart.

right here!

The mountain god immediately slapped the grave bag.

The wind of the palm carried tremendous power, and instantly knocked away the soil and gravel on the grave, exposing a large black coffin.

This is the black coffin!

The mountain god grabbed the gap under the coffin cover, and with a little force, the coffin cover was completely lifted off.

He looked inside and saw Song Yan lying there motionless, his eyes closed tightly, blood on the corners of his lips, his life and death were unknown.

"Song Yan!"

***

Song Yan heard someone calling him, and then endured the headache, slowly opened his eyes.

Above his head is a night sky, the full moon hangs high, and the moonlight is bright but not dazzling.

A person was looking down at him from above. Due to the backlight, Song Yan watched for a while before he recognized who this person was.

"Shenjun," he said with difficulty in a hoarse voice, "you are here..."

"Can you still move? I'll pull you up!" Shen Jun said and stretched out his hand towards him.

Song Yan tried to move, then raised his arm with difficulty, and held Shenjun's warm hand.

Shenjun didn't dare to use too much force, and slowly pulled him up bit by bit, and only after he sat firmly, said: "I will help you out."

He held his arm with one hand and held his armpit with the other, intending to pull him out completely, but just as he lifted him up a little bit, he felt a force suddenly pull Song Yan back.

Song Yan immediately looked towards his right hand, only to see a hand like dry wood holding his wrist.

Looking up that hand, Song Yan realized that not only was he lying in the coffin, but he was also lying in the coffin with a mummy!

The body of the mummy was black and black, and because of the loss of moisture, the skin and flesh were shriveled and attached to the bones.Its eyes were severely sunken due to dryness, and its nose shriveled almost collapsed. Its lips shrunk severely and then rolled up and down, exposing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

Song Yan almost threw up.When he thought that he almost became the bride of this thing, he felt chills all over his body.

Seeing the mummy holding on to Song Yan, Shenjun was completely enraged. Without saying a word, he slashed at the mummy's arm, and with a click, the mummy's arm broke in two.

Shenjun didn't dare to delay, and immediately reached out to fish out Song Yan's whole body. Seeing that half of the mummy's arm was still on his wrist, he immediately flicked that arm, and flicked it into the coffin.

The mummy in the coffin suddenly sat up.It slowly turned its head, aiming at Song Yan's position with its sunken eye sockets.

The mountain god was furious immediately.He flicked towards the coffin from the air, and saw a spark flying out of his fingertips and falling towards the coffin.

Sparks flew into the coffin, and there was a bang, and the coffin instantly burst into flames.Shenjun didn't know whether he was worried or he didn't understand his hatred, so he blew a breeze on the fire, and the coffin immediately made a violent burning sound.

"Are you okay?" Only then did Shen Jun have time to look Song Yan up and down, and then asked with a frown.

Song Yanqiang pulled out a smile and replied: "Fortunately, there is no serious injury."

Looking at the black strangle marks on his neck and wrists, Shenjun frowned so much that he could kill a fly.Then he stared at the blood on Song Yan's lips and asked, "What's the matter with the blood?"

Song Yan was about to answer, when he saw the mummy stood up in the raging flames, and hurriedly pointed to the flames and shouted: "Look!"

When Shenjun turned his head, he just saw the mummy trying to lift his legs and step out of the coffin. He didn't know whether he wanted to get rid of the flames or came to chase Song Yan.

"Hurry up and die!" After Shenjun cursed, he slapped his palm across the air, and saw the mummy leaned back, fell into the fire, and never got up again.

"My... bride..." An unwilling sigh came from the fire, and then there was no more sound. The vigorous flame quickly burned everything in the grave.

"Bride?" Shen Jun frowned and looked at Song Yan.

Song Yan laughed miserably: "It's a long story..."

"Then we'll talk about it later, let's pack your clothes first." Shen Jun said while stretching out his hand to tear it.

Only then did Song Yan realize that the red wedding dress he was wearing was obviously wrapped in red paper several times.After Shenjun helped him tear off the red paper, his original Taoist robe was revealed inside.

Shenjun supported Song Yan to stand up, and then glanced around, seeing that no ghost dared to come out to seek death, so he lowered his head and asked Song Yan: "Can you go?"

"Yes." Song Yan answered simply, but as soon as he took a step, his whole body softened like noodles, and Shenjun hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold him.

"Let me take a breath, I'll be fine soon." Song Yan smiled awkwardly.

Shenjun glared at him, walked up to him and knelt down, saying, "Come up, I'll carry you on my back!"

"No need, I'll rest for a while..." Song Yan immediately declined.

"Come up!" Shenjun shouted impatiently.

"Okay," Song Yan knew he couldn't hold him back, so he had to lie on his back, "Then please trouble God."

Shenjun glared at the ghosts hiding in the dark again, and then walked quickly towards the way he came.

Song Yan lay on Shenjun's back, and after taking a breath, he recounted what happened to him just now.

"Who told you to run around with low yang energy?" Shenjun couldn't help scolding.

Song Yan didn't say a word, and listened to the training silently.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shenjun closed his opened mouth again, and swallowed back all the words he wanted to say because he was annoyed.

There was a silence between the two, and then Song Yan opened his mouth softly: "I'm sorry, I asked you to save me again..."

Shenjun paused, and the anger and anxiety in his heart grew stronger.

"So you don't want to summon me because you are afraid to trouble me?" He turned his head and said angrily at the person behind him.

The reason why he was angry was not only because there were evil spirits who dared to break ground on Tai Sui's head, but also because Song Yan was not the one who summoned him at the critical moment.

He even chanted the Golden Light Mantra without calling him in his heart!

"Have you forgotten who is your god?!" Shenjun angrily issued a soul torture.

Song Yan: "..."

He really forgot that there is such an operation as summoning the mountain god, but he dare not say it now!

The author has something to say:

- who is your god

-you!

-Recite a hundred times silently!

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