Huangliang Inn

Jiang City is surrounded by mountains on three sides and surrounded by forests. The land in the middle is fertile, the water source is abundant, and the grain is abundant.

Arriving at the outskirts of the city, Yan Jue took out a silver bell, followed the sound of the bell to locate the demon tree, and quickly flew there.

The demon tree grows at the foot of the mountain, the tree has big roots and deep roots, and its branches and leaves are luxuriant.

The trunk needs to be embraced by five people, the canopy covers the sky and the sun, the branches and leaves are interlaced, and half a ray of sunlight cannot penetrate.The roots of the tree break through the soil layer and grow into an arch on the ground, just across a clear stream, forming a natural wooden bridge.

The stream comes from the mountains, and it is icy cold no matter in spring, summer, autumn or winter.

There are no fish in the water, only transparent shrimps and blue crabs in groups.

Yan Piao fell to the side of the stream, holding a handful of stream water in his palm, he could feel the traces of evil spirit, but he didn't have half of the yin and death spirit that ghosts should have.

"It's interesting."

Yan Jue let go of his fingers, allowing the stream to slide down between his fingers, his eyes fell on the tree, he looked at it for a moment, then suddenly moved away, and walked towards the deserted village.

There are tall grass insects between the ruined walls, and occasionally they will startle the pika hiding under the grass, fly out with a whiz, and run away without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Pulling aside a clump of tall grass, you can see the broken wooden plaque. After being exposed to the sun and soaked in rain, the wooden plaque has become rotten, the paint surface is mottled, and the writing on it is even more blurred and unreadable.

After crossing the wooden plaque, Yan Jue continued to move forward, and came to a building suspected to be an ancestral hall.

Most of the walls had collapsed and were flooded with tall grass.Passing over the broken wooden door, there are large stone blocks under your feet, arranged neatly, only sporadic weeds protruding from the cracks of the bricks, which is completely different from the outside of the wall.

There are traces of fire left on the north wall, scorched black extending along the wall, accidentally cut off in the middle, it should be splashed with water, and it was extinguished halfway.

The damaged wooden chair fell to the ground, and there were also signs of fire.After a long time, it fell apart on the spot at the slightest touch, and a large amount of sawdust was scattered at the fracture, which was quickly scattered by the wind.

Yan Jue stood in the middle of the room, shaking the silver bell in his hand.

The ringtone is slow and fast, sometimes like a spring breeze, sometimes like a thunderstorm.

As the bell changed, a cold wind rose from the ground, forming a whirlwind in an instant, rolling up broken wood and stone bricks, whistling and circling, and the sound was sharp and piercing.The friction of the gravel is like a ghost crying, which makes anyone who hears it creepy.

Yan Jue stood still in the eye of the wind, his hands kept moving, the ringtones continued, and the wind became more and more urgent.

In a short time, large pieces of stone bricks on the ground were lifted up, flying to the corner of the wall one after another, hitting the ground, making a blunt sound, and kicking up a large cloud of dust.

"really."

Yan Jue stopped the ringtone and squatted down to observe carefully.

The stone bricks are not soil or gravel, but intertwined, each with tree roots as thick as an arm.

The roots grow underground, intertwined and twisted into a net, forming a natural cage.The gaps are full of monster energy, and anyone who is trapped in it must be extremely difficult to break free.

Yan Jue made a seal with his hands, gathered into a ball of spiritual energy, and penetrated into the edge of the tree root.

The aura turned into a sharp sword, and the whole tree net began to tremble, and the dark green and almost black monster aura rose in strands, each path was as thick as a thumb, intertwined together, and kept rushing to the heights.

Under the evil aura, wandering ghosts were crying loudly.

They have been trapped here for decades, unable to enter the underworld for reincarnation, and have no relatives to worship, which is no different from being in prison.Now that he can see the sun again, he is extremely excited, wishing he could break free from all the branches and leave the prison that trapped him.

All the ghosts were looking forward to it, but Yan Jue didn't make any next move.Seeing clearly what ghosts were trapped by the branches, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.

When the ghosts were restlessly complaining, Yan Jue crushed the communication talisman, contacted King Chu Jiang, and formed a spiritual mirror at the same time, showing the situation in front of the other party.

Seeing the image in the mirror clearly, King Chujiang's expression changed slightly, and he immediately ordered the judge to look through the ghost book.

Sure enough, these are all villagers who died that year, and they have not been included in the underworld for decades, and there is no trace of them.I thought it was swallowed by the ghost in the tree, but I didn't expect it to be here.

"I have something to ask them." Before the king of Chu Jiang sent the ghost messenger, Yan Jue made a request first, "If you want to eliminate the obsession with the ghosts in the tree, they must be missing."

These ghosts have a cause and effect with the female ghost in the tree, and one counts as one, and they are all the people the female ghost's grievance points to.Back then, the local government failed to arrest him, because his own work was not in place.Now that he was found by Yan Jue, and he was asking for help, it should be convenient for him.

Regarding Yan Jue's request, King Chujiang considered for a moment, then picked up a pen, and revised all the album pages containing these ghosts.

After the revision of the ghost book was completed, Yan Jue took back the spirit mirror and snapped his fingers casually, and a tall ghost wrapped in black energy was lifted out of the ground.

The ghost was able to get out of trouble, and its first reaction was not to thank you, but to show its fierce face, and rushed to Yan Jue with its teeth and claws.Obviously, he has lost his sanity and has completely fallen into madness. Otherwise, he would not have dared to make such a move.

Yan Jue didn't show mercy, and covered it with one hand, the soul body was scattered on the spot, and amidst the screams, Yan Jue received a copper bell.

After subduing several ghosts in a row, Yan Jue finally found an old ghost who was still sane and not insane.After being lifted to the ground by Yan Jue, the old ghost immediately fell on the stone bricks, begging for mercy repeatedly.

Yan Jue mentioned the old ghost with spiritual power, and found that the black air around him was relatively light, and his expression was full of fear, so he couldn't help but feel his heart move slightly.Without saying much, he covered the roots of the tree with spiritual power to prevent the ghosts under the tree from causing chaos, and immediately carried the old man out of the collapsed house, all the way to the demon tree.

The closer he was to the demon tree, the more frightened the old man became, and the ghost body trembled, almost showing signs of collapse.

Yan Jue did not move forward, but stopped five steps away from the creek, pointing his fingers at the old man's forehead to prevent his soul from flying away.

After being released, the old man collapsed on the ground, still shaking violently.

"I can't go, I can't go there." The old man said with a trembling voice, "I really can't go there, I will die, I will die!"

"Why?" Yan Jue leaned down, approached the other person's eyes, and said, "What happened back then, let me tell you everything, don't hide anything."

The old man hesitated, and was carried forward by Yan Jue.Seeing that the Yaomu was getting closer and closer, he finally gave up struggling and cried, "I said, I said, I can't pass, I can't pass!"

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Yan Jue finally stopped and let go of his hand.

The old man immediately crawled back until he was blocked by spiritual power and couldn't move any further. Then he shivered and curled up into a ball, saying in a trembling voice: "Don't do anything wrong with your heart, retribution, this is all retribution!"

In the next half an hour, the old man told all the old things back then, and Yan Jue just found out that the female ghost in the tree was named Jian Xuan, she was the only daughter of the squire, and the only girl in the village who had attended school.

When she was 19 years old, she married the only son of a friend of the squire because of her father's decision.

Although the young couple are ordered by their parents and told by the matchmaker, they are very affectionate after marriage, singing harmoniously.

Later, when the war broke out, her husband Sui Zheng joined the army, quit his job in the newspaper office, and followed the army to the north. For three years, there was no news, let alone a word.

"At that time there were rumors in the village and town that the young master of the Sui family had died."

Misfortunes never come singly, there is no news from Sui Zheng for a long time, Master Sui and Jian Xuan's father got sick one after another, and died in the same year.

Because the wives of the two families are weak and can't take care of things at all, all the financial affairs of the Sui family and the Jian family fall on Jian Xuan's shoulders, and she is responsible for it.

Despite Jian Xuan's young age, she has a resolute personality and is very business-minded.After she took over, in just half a year, the business of the two companies not only did not plummet, but flourished, with a larger scale and higher profits than before.

At first, the two families felt sorry for her helplessness and often helped her.As time passed, Jian Xuan's business grew bigger and bigger, her family relationship gradually changed, and more and more people became jealous and jealous.

"Master Sui has not heard from him for many years. The two masters have passed away one after another. The old lady can't take care of things. She has no children. Gradually, there are voices in the clan that they want to take back the business land and hand it over to their cousins."

Jian Xuan never imagined that she would pay for the construction of the ancestral hall, build the ethnology, take care of the orphans and widows, subsidize the children of the clan to study, and recruit the clansmen to work in the shop. Instead of being grateful, it would attract greed and covetousness.

As the voice increased day by day, the patriarchs and elders of the two clans began to be tempted.

The root of the disaster was thus born, and the fire of greed began to burn, and eventually became a prairie fire.