Fan Yi was lying on the bed, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.
In fact, under the lively scene of this small town, there is something weird everywhere.
First of all, the town is too prosperous, but it does not belong to the territory of any city.
Secondly, the town is surrounded by mountains and is often haunted by beasts. It is not suitable for human beings to live in.
Fan Yi sat up from the bed, not thinking too much for a moment, just running the Immortal King Induction Chapter to continue to stabilize the golden elixir.
It’s Yin time.
Fan Yi suddenly opened his eyes because he heard rustling on the street outside the inn.
He carefully pushed the window open a crack, and the scene in front of him was even weirder.
There were more than ten people wearing white robes and holding red candle lanterns in their hands, walking from the east side of the street to the west.
There is a red sedan in the middle of the white-robed crowd. The red light inside the sedan is bright, reflecting the figures of the people inside on the windows of the sedan.
This group of people walked very slowly and in an orderly rhythm. Their footsteps sounded like a black python crawling.
Fan Yi was only curious as to why such a strange scene happened in the middle of the night.
Suddenly, Tianlingyin said:
"It's such a strong evil spirit, please close the window quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Yi was shocked and just about to close the window crack, when he saw the sedan chair downstairs stopped.
Through the crack in the window, Fan Yi could clearly sense that the shadow in the sedan was turning its head to look this way.
Fan Yi's heart tightened and he thought secretly: What a keen sense, he has been discovered.
He stared out the window. After a while, the sedan continued to move forward, but a line of white characters suddenly appeared in mid-air.
"The inner disciple of Wuzong is really interesting."
The words disappeared in a flash.
Tianlingyin said:
"This is a big demon passing through the market. I'm afraid his cultivation level is not low. One more thing is worse than one less thing. Since he doesn't want to argue with you, then don't provoke him."
Fan Yi snorted coldly.
Just now the big demon provoked first, but why did he leave after provoking? Fan Yi thought about it again and again and decided to follow him to take a look.
Tianlingyin knew Fan Yi's temperament and did not dissuade him.
In fact, Fan Yi is a human monk and a disciple of Wuzong. It is not his style to retreat when encountering strangers.
Fan Yi pushed open the window and chased after the sedan in the direction it left.
Just left not long ago.
I saw this group of people stopped outside the door of an ancient house.
This ancient house should be regarded as the best and largest house in the town, but there is no red candle lantern hanging outside the door.
At this time.
A young man got off the sedan.
He was wearing white clothes, his face was pale and bloodless, and his face was handsome and feminine.
The man in white walked to the door of the ancient house, and suddenly the door of the house was opened from the inside.
When Fan Yi saw the man clearly, he was slightly shocked.
Because the person who opened the door was the father of the little boy before, a human monk.
The young man stuck his head out from the door and looked around for a while, then respectfully invited the man in white into the ancient house.
The moment the ancient house was closed, the dozen or so people in front of the door disappeared together with the sedan.
Fan Yi came to the street and was hesitating whether to sneak into the old house to find out.
Unexpectedly, before moving forward, thick fog rolled in from both ends of the street.
Fan Yi held the hilt of Jinghong Sword in his hand and stood ready.
Not long after.
He was already in the thick fog, and a cold voice sounded:
"My master didn't want to talk to you, but he chased you here. If that's the case, let's leave this body behind!"
Fan Yi slowly drew out the Jinghong Sword, but pointed the tip of the sword directly at the ground. At this time, a black shadow burst out from the thick fog, and the sound of laughter could not be heard.
Fan Yi turned his sword over and saw that the tip of the sword was pointed straight up, and shouted loudly:
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
In an instant, the black shadow was split into two halves, and then more than ten black shadows flew from all directions. As they approached, there were several skeletal hands above the black shadow.
Fan Yi raised his right foot and stamped it suddenly, his body rose up from the ground, and when he turned around, the tip of his sword swept across, and there was only a "buzz" sound.
Several rays of sword intent surged out from the long sword, cutting off all the black below.
Suddenly, shrill screams filled Fan Yi's ears.
Fan Yi can be sure of one thing, he will encounter a ghost tonight.
Colorful wings emerged from the outline of Fan Yi's shoulder blades, then flapped slowly, carrying Fan Yi and continuing to fly up into the night sky.
When he flew thousands of feet high, when he looked at the ground, he saw that the entire town was completely covered by dense barriers.
The mountains surrounding the town were deathly silent.
Tianlingyin said:
"Boy, leave this place first. If you want to get rid of these monsters, you can only come back after dawn."
Fan Yi said:
"What should the people of this town do?"
Tianlingyin said angrily:
"Weren't you still in peace and quiet before you got here? Listen to me and leave this place!"
Fan Yi struggled in his heart and could only fly towards the top of the mountain with colorful wings.
When I turned back, I saw that there were no more sparks in the entire town.
The colorful wings gradually became much thinner, and the spiritual power in Fan Yi's dantian golden elixir was also consumed hugely.
He stopped on a mountain peak and walked to sit cross-legged on a boulder at the top of the mountain.
While absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he also released his spiritual consciousness within ten feet, just waiting for dawn.
Nothing happened all night.
A flash of white appeared on the horizon. Fan Yi took a deep breath, stood up from the boulder, and then moved his muscles and bones, feeling extremely comfortable all over his body.
When he came to the side of the mountainside, the originally bustling town was gone, leaving only a pile of weird stone pillars stacked at random.
Fan Yi suddenly shrank his pupils and muttered:
"The town from last night is missing? What the hell is going on."
However, when he scanned the bottom of the mountain carefully, there was an ancient house located among the stone pillars.
Looking down from above, the ancient house presents a "four" pattern layout.
Fan Yi slowly went down the mountain, determined to find out what happened. He galloped along the other side of the hillside, and in just half the time of the incense stick, he had already reached the bottom of the mountain.
He saw many stone pillars, each one more than three feet high and as thick as an ordinary house. Fan Yi was in a daze for a moment and said to himself:
"Was the town last night a fantasy?"
It's just that Tianlingyin didn't notice the clues, which is a bit unreasonable.
Regardless of all this, Fan Yi walked towards the ancient house and soon arrived at the gate of the ancient house.
The door of the ancient house is open, but inside it is overgrown with grass, and there is not even a hint of green.
Fan Yi took a deep breath, then crossed the threshold and walked inside.
This ancient house doesn't look big from the top of the mountain, but once you get inside, you'll find that it's ridiculously big.
There is a bluestone road covered with weeds leading to the main hall of the ancient house. There is an old tree growing in the middle of the road, and it would take at least four young people to surround it.
Fan Yi walked around the old tree and came to the main hall. When he opened the door, a damp and decaying smell hit his nostrils.
It must have been uninhabited for a long time. It was in stark contrast to last night and made people shudder.
Fan Yi took three steps back and shouted:
"What kind of enchantment is this that actually confuses people's hearts!"
As the words fell, there was nothing unusual except for the rustling of the wind.
Fan Yi took out the monster-catching painting from the Fang Cun Tiger Card and controlled the painting with his mind.
Suddenly, a black cloud rolled over the ancient house.
A huge human face slowly emerged from the dark clouds, but this face was a little childish.
It turned out to be the little boy from last night.
