East China Sea dust

Above the dome, light white clouds and mist piled up.

The red dragon swung its tail, breaking up all the clouds that had gathered together.With the movement of galloping forward, bright red flames ignited at the sharp corners of the scales on his body.

Ao Dingbo seemed to be flying gracefully and happily, but the red demon pupil kept staring intentionally or unintentionally at the figure lying on the back of the blue dragon beside him, his slender beard fluttered in the wind, and he let out a dissatisfied hum.

Zhang Qinglan didn't notice the half-discovered prying eyes beside him, lying half-lying on Ao Zhan's back, occasionally lowering his head, seeing groups of soldiers under the dragon.

The search was so powerful that Ao Dingbo used [-]% of the troops in the South China Sea to order the fish, shrimp, turtles and crabs to transform into human figures one by one, holding weapons tightly in their hands, and marched towards Luliao Mountain.

The blue dragon galloped above the clouds and mist, with the roar of the wind beside his ears, the young man's long black hair was blown up, his clothes fluttered, and there was a sound of hunting.

Under the palm is the cold and hard dark blue scale armor, Zhang Qinglan's expression moved slightly.Before Ao Zhan noticed it, he leaned down quietly, put his side face lightly on the dragon's scales, and sniffed the salty water vapor of the sea water on the dragon's body solemnly.

After a stick of incense time passed, most of the milky white clouds that had been surrounding the surrounding area suddenly dispersed, and the world was completely clear.

The group of people was submerged by the strong aura rushing towards them like a tide. Zhang Qinglan looked down intently, and the outline of a high mountain appeared in front of his eyes.

Different from the spiritual power that could clearly detect malice before, now that the formation in the mountain has been broken, the spiritual power has returned to the original source of Luliao Mountain. While being accumulated in the mountains and forests, it is also constantly nourishing the water and soil in all directions, which is very gentle and mellow.

Also noticing the Luliao Mountain that appeared in front of him, Canglong slowed down the speed of his forward flight.Lifting the dragon's head back, he took a deep look at the young man sitting on his back, and couldn't tell the joy or anger from his expression.

Ao Dingbo on the side raised his head and let out a clear whistle, the soldiers below received the order, took back their weapons one after another, and descended to the jungle in the mountains.

An ink-colored phantom flashed in the air, and at the same time, two figures appeared on the meadow on the top of Luliao Mountain.

Zhang Qinglan was holding the compass in his hand. Unlike the confusion last time, the pointer landed steadily on the disk, and he could clearly distinguish the direction.

"The aura in this mountain is rich, the terrain is towering, and the shape of the mountain is full when viewed from a distance. The accumulated aura of heaven and earth is not easy to disperse... It can be described as a geomantic treasure land for the cultivation of spirits and monsters." Zhang Qinglan held a compass in his hand, squatted down, and picked up half a fat weed.

Rubbing the light green grass juice stained with her fingertips on her sleeves, Zhang Qinglan lowered her eyes and stared at the blades of grass in her hands: "Compared with the last time I entered the mountain, the aura in the mountain now flows more naturally. It was born on the mountain, and now there is no external interference, so the weeds grow more vigorously than before."

Ao Zhan frowned when he heard the words, and after feeling it carefully, he found that it was exactly as the young man said.The formation used to forcibly extract spiritual energy from the mountains to nourish the formation, but now the formation has been broken, the perverted things have been completely eradicated, and Luliao Mountain has naturally recovered.

"Before the accident that day, the compass pointer failed and trembled chaotically, making it difficult for people to discern their direction in the dense fog... I am afraid that it is also related to the 'Nine Unique Pagoda Formation'."

Zhang Qinglan pulled the leaves of grass and looked at Ao Zhan: "At that time, I was lost before I could turn around, and I couldn't find my way after that, so I could only climb to the top of the mountain alone."

When he spoke, his eyes were calm and his expression was sincere, which did not seem to be fake.

Ao Zhan frowned lightly, folded his arms and said, "Since you lost your way, what have you got to do with me?"

The young man pursed his thin lips, and slowly lowered his head: "Qing Lan just wanted to say... I really have nothing to do with those conspiracies."

The two stood facing each other at this moment, and the slender blade of grass that Zhang Qinglan was holding was already ravaged badly.

Ao Zhan saw his thin figure and pale face, how pitiful he looked, his heart sank.

Just when Ao Zhan was about to take a step forward, there was a sudden "swipe" sound from the bushes on the other side. The noise startled the birds on the tree, and they fluttered out one after another, making a rustling noise .

Ao Dingbo's fine clothes were scattered, the dragon's horns on his forehead were hidden, and his long red hair turned into jet black.A lot of leaves and weeds were hooked on the bun, screaming something in his mouth, and staggered towards Ao Zhan all the way.

Immediately there was no atmosphere.

Zhang Qinglan used to be obedient and winking, now seeing Ao Dingbo's appearance, she simply stuffed the compass back into the front of her front, stepped back to the other side and bowed her head in silence.

Ao Dingbo had been commanding the shrimp soldiers and crab generals to dig three feet nearby, but now he rushed in front of his elder brother, but he didn't notice the young man beside him.

Supporting his knees with both hands, Ao Dingbo half-bowed his back, and wiped the sweat from his forehead panting.

Ao Zhan casually removed the withered yellow leaves on his younger brother's head, and asked him in a deep voice, "Why are you so panicked?"

Ao Dingbo straightened up before he could catch his breath, with a strange expression on his face: "Brother, a spy has returned."

"The letter said that hundreds of human corpses appeared overnight in a town not far from the foot of this mountain."

"Now the town is as silent as death, and there are no survivors."

*****

At noon, the scorching sun hung in the middle of the sky, scorching the grass leaves covering the ground.The ground was cracked, and the fine loess was swept up by gusts of hot wind and dispersed in midair.

The large stone tablet that was supposed to stand on the side of the road has now crashed to the ground, the stone shattered into several petals, and the word "Luoqian" chiseled on it has become blurred as if it had been worn away by wind and sand for a long time , no longer brand new.

A sense of weirdness flashed across Zhang Qinglan's mind. He followed Ao Zhan and walked along the flat path that he entered the town last time.

Ao Dingbo led a few young men dressed as generals to lead the way. He looked up and saw the red lantern hanging on the town gate. He found that there was a lot of dust on the cloth surface of the lantern, and the bamboo frame was broken. It was completely broken, and it looked like it had been eroded by wind and frost for a long time.

He frowned, and ordered the soldiers: "Be careful around, this town is weird."

Ao Zhan had a cold face, and was releasing his spiritual consciousness to investigate the town. He stood in front of Zhang Qinglan intentionally or unintentionally, and exchanged glances with Ao Dingbo. Then the group set off and entered Luoqian Town.

Ao Dingbo was impatient, and just entered the town, he led a few people into the depths of the town without looking back, leaving behind the two people who were still walking slowly on the street and the remaining soldiers. Then disappeared.

Zhang Qinglan followed closely behind Ao Zhan.The closer you get, the more intense the stale smell lingering at the tip of your nose becomes.

Not only is it the so-called "mummy" smell in the newspaper, but it also seems to be mixed with the strange smell of wood that has been placed for many years... When the hot wind blows, the stale smell follows.

Zhang Qinglan didn't raise her sleeve to cover her mouth and nose, she focused all her attention on the strange smell, and even took a few steps inadvertently, as if she wanted to walk towards the source of the smell in a daze.

It's just that before he could go far, his arm was suddenly grabbed by someone, and he couldn't move at once.

The young man subconsciously turned around, only to find that Ao Zhan was looking at him with a dark face: "...where are you going?"

Before Zhang Qinglan could speak, Ao Zhan frowned, put on an impatient look, took out a Shangqing Pill, and fed it into his mouth before the young man could react.

As the elixir melted in his mouth, his mind, which had gradually become drowsy, suddenly lightened up, and the clear scent flowed up the mouthpiece, dispelling the discomfort caused by the strange smell in the town.

"This town is full of dead bodies, you still dare to run around, do you really think you have had enough?" Ao Zhan said in a blunt and sarcastic tone, but he kept holding onto the young man's wrist tightly.

Zhang Qinglan blinked slowly, and it was only after she cleared her mind that she realized that she really wanted to take a step in the direction she didn't want to go for a moment.

Holding back the back of Ao Zhan's hand, the young man looked serious, and honestly bowed his head to admit his mistake: "It was my fault."

Ao Zhan let out a snort, let go after a while, turned around and said, "Don't run around."

Zhang Qinglan glanced thoughtfully at the sea pawn who was following him, and found that the other party's expression was still clear, so she understood that the confusing effect of the corpse miasma should only be effective on the human race.

At the same time, the dilapidated residential buildings built on both sides of the road caught his attention.

Although it was midnight the last time I passed through Luoqian Town, Zhang Qinglan was very sure. Although the houses on the roadside were simple at that time, they were not so old.

...But in just over ten days, why did Luoqian Town change so much?

He bowed his head and walked forward for a while, the weeds on the road covered his insteps.Just when Zhang Qinglan was about to take another step, she suddenly kicked something hard with her toes, and there was a soft "bang".

The rest of the people were alert, and when they heard the noise, they stopped and looked at the young man's feet.

I saw half of the mottled round wooden blocks exposed among the green and yellow grass.

Zhang Qinglan then bent down, pushed aside the blades of grass with her fingertips, and picked up the thing.

Only then did I see that the so-called "wooden block" was actually a rattle drum that had been in disrepair for a long time. Only a small part of the handle on the top was broken, and the bullets on both sides fell off. Indistinct.

Zhang Qinglan only felt familiar... After a while, his pupils constricted: "It's him."

Thinking of the father and son with cold body temperature and slow pulse that night, Zhang Qinglan raised her eyes, and recounted the events of that day in detail under Ao Zhan's gaze.

"From this point of view, perhaps something has happened in Luoqian Town since then." Zhang Qinglan said softly.

This place is very close to Luliao Mountain. It should be blessed by the spiritual energy in the mountain. The human race living in it should be free from disease and disaster and live a long life, but now the town is full of desolation and there is no living breath.

Ao Zhan made a prompt decision, led the soldiers to the nearest house, kicked the door open with ease.

Suddenly, a stale smell that was stronger than before rushed out of the house in an instant.

When the smell dissipated, several people walked into the room, and their expressions immediately became very ugly——

I saw a mummy lying horizontally on the bed, beside the table, and on the small wooden bench in front of the stove. The skin was chapped, cracked and blackened, and there were only two dark holes in the eye sockets.

Described as terrible.