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After the crazy ancestor followed Qin Yang for a day, Qin Yang was completely powerless.
No matter what the crazy ancestor looked like before, he is now like a demented old man, remembering some things from that year.
When the consciousness is not clear, humans and animals are harmless, Qin Yang is just afraid that the mad ancestor will suddenly become conscious, and instead become uncertain.
Following the footprints to the second day, the mist suddenly became extremely thick on this flat black plain that looked like it had been crushed. Originally, it could still be seen several miles away, but it was only within a few short breaths. , but become blind.
A layer of Yin Qi that was condensed to the naked eye turned into a layer of off-white gas, flowing down the ground.
Yin Qi touched Qin Yang's feet, and Qin Yang shivered suddenly, feeling the vitality in his body swaying for a while, and it turned into running water, which tended to slip away with the gray air.
However, in an instant, a trace of yin energy penetrated deep into Qin Yang's physical body and was absorbed by the physical body. This strange stiffness disappeared, and he could only feel the cold breath from the soles of his feet to the fontanelle.
Before the onset of obsessive-compulsive disorder, I successfully cultivated the body of the Yin spirit, but I didn't expect it to come in handy now.
After regaining the control of his physical body, when Qin Yang was about to step back, the mad ancestor put one hand on his shoulder, making him unable to move.
"Master?" Qin Yang tilted his head, looked back at the mad ancestor, and was startled.
The crazy patriarch who had been sluggish, talking nonsense, and in a state of confusion, now has his jaw slightly closed, his brows are furrowed, his eyes are deep, and his face is full of dignity. You can even see a blue vein on his forehead. It jumped slightly, obviously trying to suppress it.
"Don't move! Don't talk! Don't look back! Concentrate all your breath"
Before the mad ancestor could finish his sentence, he stopped abruptly.
"Hoo"
The dark wind blew past, and the gray-white mist that was almost invisible was blown away.
In front of my eyes, it was as if I had stepped into another world.
The black ground is covered with sparse black grass. When the wind blows, some black grass shakes slightly, and a layer of black ash on it drifts with the wind. Only then can the original color of the black grass be seen, gray-black.
The ground under his feet was covered with black ashes, and the edge could not be seen.
Not far away, on a path without any weeds, billowing Yin Qi turned into mist, rolling towards the front silently.
Behind the path, through the mist, one can see vague figures, shadowy, floating along the path silently.
"The moonlight is shy, accompanied by the dark wind, and my sweetheart, went to Huangquan Road, stole the sparkling wine of the years, drunk with you, and disappeared the eternal sorrow"
It seems to be a desperate murmur, or a strange song that seems to be hoarse and screaming, drifting in and out.
?It is cold and beautiful, full of love, but also seems to be gnashing teeth, full of hatred.
Qin Yang felt chills all over his body when he heard it, from his head to the soles of his feet, as if the song was about himself, his whole body was frightened and stiff, but there was a sour and sad feeling in his heart, as if he was watching his lover go away under the drizzle. Looking back, I couldn't help but stretch out my hand and step forward.
Even though he knew that he would die after taking a step, he still thought about it and was willing to die.
"Hoo"
The wind blew, and the mist almost completely dissipated. On the path, a figure in a tattered gown, eight feet tall, wearing a bamboo hat, and holding a black oil-paper umbrella was walking in front of the trail.
He stepped out, keeping his feet three inches off the ground without falling, and walked along the trail step by step, slowly moving forward at a steady speed.
Behind him, an unknown number of ghosts followed closely.
These ghosts are all naked, their eyes are empty, as if they were born without eyes, some are sad, some are resentful, some are crying but have no tears to shed, and some can only follow in a daze.
The weird singing voice came from nowhere, it was just those few lines of lyrics, but they kept singing over and over again, and the voice became more and more weird.
Suddenly, Qin Yang saw a figure in a gold embroidered wedding dress following the group of ghosts on the path.
"Wedding dress" Qin Yang blurted out with a startled expression.
The wedding dress was full of sadness, with slightly frowned eyebrows, pale and bloodless complexion, the flashing light in a pair of beautiful eyes made him feel his heart stagnate when he saw it, and the sadness in his heart collapsed like a dike breaking.
His eyes started to turn red involuntarily, his lips trembled, he couldn't control himself, the soreness was more like a punch on the bridge of his nose
"Qin Yang, save?Continuously jumped up, opened his arms, and threw himself at the copper pillar.
Qin Yang's expression was stiff, and he could see clearly.
?No matter what kind of ghost it is, no matter what expression the ghosts saw before, it doesn't matter if they are crying with joy, crying bitterly, cheering for joy, or full of tenderness.
At this moment, they all have one thing in common.
When they threw themselves at the copper pillar, it was as if they threw themselves at their lover, their beloved girl.
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When the ghosts jumped onto the red copper pillar, they seemed to be stuck to it, screaming and struggling, and their bodies turned into black ash and scattered little by little
After an hour passed like this, Qin Yang looked up, and the sky began to snow, black snow.
I reached out and tried to catch some, but found that it was not black snow at all, but ashes.
Those ghosts that turned into flying ash, the ashes that drifted and fell.
Qin Yang looked down at the black earth again. After the ashes fell on the earth, they immediately merged with the original earth, and there was no difference.
Is this land made of ashes after ghosts turned into fly ashes?
Qin Yang's heart turned cold, how many ghosts would be turned into fly ash.
No wonder there is no yang qi here, and the yin qi is extremely strong.
"Master, what are those?" Qin Yang pointed to the distance.
"Oh, as long as you like it." The crazy old ancestor had a satisfied smile on his face, as if he didn't hear Qin Yang's question at all.
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Qin Yang sighed weakly, communication is really difficult.
The black ash fell for seven days, and after seven days, Qin Yang could no longer see the copper pillar reaching the sky, and even the path next to it disappeared.
Although the yin energy is still heavy, it has changed a bit, and it is not so penetrating, which makes people panic.
This feeling is like entering a secret realm before and now coming out again.
It's just that he can't help but decide whether to go in or out.
If the environment changes a little, it will only prove that he is just guessing, but suddenly there is another person a few miles away, which will always prove that the guess is true.
Brother Cangsang, the woman who was carrying him, suddenly appeared several miles away, and he seemed to be a little surprised by the appearance of Qin Yang and the crazy ancestor.
Brother Cangsang looked intently, pointed his right hand together as a sword, and flicked it lightly, a golden sword energy condensed out, as if a sharp sword was held in his hand, the sharp energy soared into the sky, the breath circulated, rolled The moving wind seemed to have turned into countless sharp knives.
When blowing on the face, it feels like being scratched by countless fine sharp knives.
Qin Yang's heart trembled, he knew how thick his skin was, and it was several miles away, but after the sword energy appeared, the gust of wind that rose and rolled up from the sword was actually so sharp, that sword energy, I'm afraid If it sticks, it will be cut into pieces.
And the stupid and foolish old ancestor, after sensing Brother Cangsang's aura, flashed in front of Qin Yang in an instant, and the aura exploded as he straightened his waist.
"Om"
The surrounding air stood still for an instant, and the raised black ash was also forcibly suppressed, hanging in mid-air.
"Master, don't do anything, this is my friend!" Qin Yang was startled, and hurriedly stopped him.
The reaction of these two people is the reaction that a normal monk should have.
Be it in a strange and strange place, or in a cave mansion in a secret place to explore, when you meet outsiders, you should always be on guard first, and test your momentum a little.
If the difference is not too much, everyone has no grievances, and there is no treasure to start fighting for now, generally no one will fight inexplicably.
But the problem is that there are abnormal people here
Brother Cangsang doesn't know, so let's not talk about it.
The Crazy Patriarch will definitely think this is a provocation, maybe he will think that this person is here to kill his precious apprentice. As long as there is a temptation, there will inevitably be subsequent battles. If there is a battle, it will turn into a life-and-death battle.
What is the picture
He has no enmity with Brother Cangsang, he has been here several times, his temperament has already been understood by others, as long as he does not provoke him, he will not pay attention to others at all.
Qin Yang was so oppressed by the aura of the mad patriarch that he couldn't get close, but fortunately, after these words, the mad patriarch immediately restrained his aura and turned into an easy-going old man with a look of relief on his face: "Mingzhe, you know how to communicate. Friends, good, good"
Qin Yang gave a wry smile, told the crazy old ancestor to wait here, stepped forward and cupped his hands at Brother Cangsang.
"Brother Cangsang, we have no malicious intentions, you are busy with your work, my master, he is a bit"
Having said that, Qin Yang pointed to his head.
Brother Cangsang glanced at the foolish and foolish old ancestor, withdrew his sword energy, and continued to move forward without saying a word. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)"Brother Cangsang, we have no malicious intentions, you are busy with your work, my master, he is a bit"
Having said that, Qin Yang pointed to his head.
Brother Cangsang glanced at the foolish and foolish old ancestor, withdrew his sword energy, and continued to move forward without saying a word. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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