"Hey, how long are you going to hold me in front of me?"
Fan Ji squatted quietly in front of the two of them, scaring them so much that they quickly separated. Ling Ning hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face, while Qian Meier turned her head away with a blushing face, playing with her little hands unconsciously. The tip of her hair, but she couldn't help but peek at Ling Ning.
"Really...I can't remember anything clearly in my mind. What happened? I can't remember anything after entering the thick fog...Did you, a brat like you, rescue us?"
Ling Ning regained her composure and said angrily: "Who else could be there besides me?"
Fan Ji looked him up and down and said, "Do you have this ability? Why can't I seem to remember anything? Mei'er, do you still remember what happened?"
Qian Meier and Ling Ning looked at each other and hesitated: "I...I don't remember either, I just remember that we were swallowed by the thick fog..."
"Really?" Fan Ji stared at her eyes suspiciously, as if to judge whether she was telling the truth, "I think you clearly remember it! I don't believe you forgot everything. Damn it, didn't you remember it when I was gone?" Did something secretly happen to you..."
"Hey, hey, hey, please stop talking nonsense!" Ling Ning quickly stopped her "random thoughts."
"I'm not talking nonsense. Then tell me what happened!"
"I won't tell you! Hehehe!" Qianmeier made a face, looking "satisfied".
"You stinky girl, I'd better teach you how to respect senior sister!"
"Come on, come on, I'm not afraid of you! Hee hee!"
Seeing the two women quarreling in front of her, Ling Ning couldn't help but smile, and the haze in her heart also dissipated a lot.
At this time, Qianmei'er seemed to notice something. She took out a shining exquisite jade from her storage ring. She scanned the message from it with her mind and frowned: "It's from Sister Shiqing." What’s the news…”
They hadn't heard from her for a long time since they said goodbye at the seaside. After hearing this, Ling Ning said happily: "What is the reason for her message? Ah, I wonder if that little girl Ping An is okay?"
Qianmei'er had a strange look on her face and handed the exquisite jade to him. Ling Ning took it and read the message on it with her spiritual mind. The message only had two words: "Coffin Mountain".
"Coffin Mountain? Where is that place? Why did Shiqing pass these two words here?"
Qian Meier shook her head and took back the Linglong Jade, "I'll send her another message. Maybe there are other messages that haven't been sent..."
Fan Ji looked at them with wide eyes. Naturally, she didn't know who Xia Shiqing was, so Qian Meier had to introduce her briefly.
Fan Ji said: "It turns out that you are from Xiangzhu Mansion, but it seems that you have a good relationship, which is very rare..."
Fan Ji seemed to have something in her words.
Ling Ning asked in confusion: "What's so rare about this?"
Fan Ji smiled and said: "The relationship between the five major sects in the Fairyland Continent is not that good, and is even full of vendettas... Of course, there will be much fewer fights on the Mortal Continent, and it is right for you to have a good relationship... I hope You can still be this good after you arrive in Fairy Dust Continent, but it’s really difficult..."
Qian Meier said: "We have gone through so much life and death with Sister Shiqing, and we will definitely continue to be fine!"
Fan Ji rarely objected, and just smiled faintly. She seemed to have thought of something, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, but this fleeting emotion was not captured by Qian and Ling.
Fan Ji took out the map and spread it on the ground: "Okay, now we should carefully plan the next trip."
She pointed at the small city closest to them in the Dongyou Empire and said: "I think we should sneak into the city quietly first to find out the news. I believe that many monks who have not left the Grand Canyon have already arrived. The city must be the busiest now. when."
Ling Ning looked at the map of Dongyou Empire and suddenly pointed at a mountain range and said: "Here! This is the 'Coffin Mountain'!"
Qianmei'er was excited when she heard it. She looked along and sure enough, this "Coffin Mountain" was not far from them, and they could arrive in about two or three days.
Qian Meier guessed: "Sister Shiqing hasn't replied yet. Does she mean to ask us to go to Coffin Mountain to meet her?"
Ling Ning tried her best to recall: "But how did she know that we would come to Dongyou? Let me think about it... I remember, the last time we met, she said she was going to Dongyou to find Xin'er..."
Qianmei'er said: "Yes, Xin'er went to Dongyou before her. Sister Shiqing did say that she would meet up with her. Maybe she knew about the birth of the Buddha and knew that we would go to Dongyou too. message."
Ling Ning said: "Why don't we go to Coffin Mountain to have a look? Shiqing might really be waiting for us there."
Qianmeier cheered: "That's good! I haven't seen Sister Shiqing for a long time. I really miss her!"
After Qian and Ling finished speaking, they both looked at Fan Ji subconsciously. Fan Ji said helplessly: "What do you think I am doing? Since you have already decided, do you still need to ask for my opinion? You really don't know how to treat me as a senior sister. What..."
Qian and Ling looked at each other and smiled. Qian Meier hugged Fan Ji's shoulders flatteringly and said with a smile: "How could we not listen to Senior Sister's instructions? It's just that we happened to 'pass by' this mountain when we entered the city. We took the opportunity to Just go for a walk."
Ling Ning also smiled and said: "That's right, both of us are newbies who have never seen much of the world. We asked our senior sister to take us to this 'Coffin Mountain' to gain some knowledge. We didn't know what kind of mountain it was that could have such a peak." A depressing name."
Fan Ji rolled her eyes at them, and she put her hands on her hips and placed the music of the senior sister: "Okay! In this case, I will make an exception and take you to gain knowledge!"
Qian and Ling laughed in unison: "Thank you, senior sister!"
The three of them lost their mounts and could only run in the forest. Fortunately, they were not tired even after running for a whole day because of their strong cultivation. In the evening, they lit a bonfire in the forest and prepared to spend the night. At this time, Qianmei'er looked at the exquisite jade in her hand with a sad face and said, "It's really strange. Why didn't Sister Shiqing send any more messages all day? Could it be that she What happened?"
Ling Ning was surprised: "Huh? Has she really not sent any messages all day?"
Qianmeier nodded and said, "Well, that's why I'm worried..."
Ling Ning said: "It seems that Shi Qing is very likely to run into some trouble... Why don't we rush over there overnight?"
Qian Meier said: "That's fine! Then let's immediately..."
"Wait a minute!" Fan Ji interrupted the conversation between the two, "This is already the territory of Jiuyou Evil Sect. Recently, there have been strange movements in Jiuyou, so we should not rush at night. If she encounters any emergency, let's rush now. It may be too late in the past, so it’s better to be more careful.”
Qian and Ling thought about it and realized that what she said made sense. Besides, with Xia Shiqing's strength, ordinary monks would not be able to defeat her that easily.
After experiencing the strange thick fog, Ling Ning was no longer so confident in his own strength. Maybe his cultivation level was indeed at the top of the mortal continent, but it didn't mean that he had no opponents and he should be careful.
After Qian Meier sent a few more messages to Xia Shiqing, the three of them closed their eyes to rest, and Meng Mengliang set off again the next day. After running fast for a whole day, we finally arrived at a small village deep in the mountains before nightfall.
There is a plaque hanging on the archway at the entrance of this small village, with the three words "Coffin Mountain Village" clearly engraved on it. The mountain it leans on, like a stone tablet, covers the whole village blackly. It must be Coffin Mountain. .
The setting sun was about to set, and the red glow made this small village look extremely lonely. The whole village was silent, there was no candlelight at all, not even smoke, it was like a silent pool of stagnant water.
When the three of them slowly entered the small village, the last ray of the setting sun disappeared, and the whole village instantly fell into deathly darkness. There were only the sounds of various insects and beasts, and no one could be seen.
"What...what is going on? Why is this village empty?" Qianmeier felt something was wrong.
"Not only is there no one, there isn't even a dog, a chicken, or a living creature." Fan Ji also frowned.
Ling Ning turned on "Eye Skill·True Sight", and her field of vision suddenly became much clearer. She could see that there was nothing strange about the whole village, except that there were a few wisps of dark and ominous spiritual energy floating above, which seemed to be traces left not long ago. .
The mountain wind roared past and brought up large pieces of fallen leaves, making a ghostly sound that made people feel hairy.
Ling Ning said: "Since Shiqing left the word 'Coffin Mountain', why is there no trace of her?"
Qian Meier suggested: "I think we should check around first to see if there is anything abnormal."
Fan Ji said: "Let's not separate, lest we encounter enemies and be too late to rescue."
The three of them went deep into the village and saw that every house had its doors wide open. They could see that the yard was filled with coffins, paper figures, candles, wreaths, ink fountains and other objects. It was surprising that every house was like this. If it was said that the old man had prepared it in advance The amount of longevity materials is too much.
Qianmei'er was startled and couldn't help but lean towards Ling Ning, "Why...why are there such unlucky things in these people's homes? Aren't they afraid?"
Fan Ji smiled and said: "Do you think they are all you? They are just a pile of rotten wood. What's so scary?"
Qianmei'er said: "Who said I'm scared? I... I'm just wondering why no one can see... Is it... could it be..."
Fan Ji said: "What is it?"
Qian Meier said: "Did they all turn into zombies and lie in the coffin? Oh, it's so scary!"
Fan Ji laughed and said: "What kind of zombies are you, a monk, afraid of? Hey, even if there are zombies, can they still be our opponents?"
Qianmei'er thought about it, but she still felt horrified when she thought of those zombies with ferocious faces and maybe even maggots, "You... stop talking! Bah, bah, bah, there won't be any zombies!"
Ling Ning reached out and patted her shoulder, comforting: "The village is called 'Coffin Mountain Village'. Perhaps every household in their family relies on funerals as their main income, so they have built so many funeral objects. Look at the ground. Are there a lot of tools and wood on display?"
Qianmei'er said: "Is...is that so? If I had known about this unlucky village, I wouldn't have come..."
This can't be blamed on Qianmei'er for being timid. Suddenly seeing so many paper coffins and not a single person in this small village in the mountains really made people feel frightened.
They walked into the house and saw no traces of fighting. Even daily utensils, firewood, rice, oil, salt, and gold, silver, and soft goods were all placed in cabinets. It was obvious that the villagers did not leave in a hurry or encountered some enemies, but more like they suddenly appeared out of thin air. disappear.
Ling Ning smiled bitterly and said, "Is it possible that they are really all lying in the coffin?"
Qian Meier hurriedly said: "You...don't talk nonsense!"
Fan Ji said: "Why don't you open a few coffins and take a look?"
Despite strong opposition from Qian Meier, she gave up the proposal. She was more willing to believe that these villagers really prepared so many coffins, paper figures and other items because they were engaged in funerals.
The three of them searched for a while but still found nothing, not even the slightest trace of Xia Shiqing could be seen. After a brief discussion, they decided to spend the night in the village and explore the matter early tomorrow morning.
At midnight, the silver moonlight dyed the earth with a layer of hoarfrost. A group of knights in black shirts were galloping in the mountains under the moonlight. The middle-aged man at the head reined in the horse and turned around and said: "Master, go through the village ahead. The coffin has reached the mountain, and from now on we can only walk and not ride horses."
Another good-looking young man nodded and got off his horse. He showed an impatient look and said, "I really don't know what the elder is doing in this ghost place. Huh, if it weren't for the fact that I didn't succeed in my magic..."
The middle-aged man on the side quickly whispered: "Master!"
"Yes, yes, you have so many things going on. We are all our own people here. Are you afraid that they will leak it out?"
"Ahem, young master, it's always best to be careful."
The young master said no more, flicked his sleeves and walked quickly into the village, and the rest of the people quickly followed him. There were about twenty people in this group. Except for the middle-aged man who led the way, they were all strong young people, and all of them were as tall as the wind and obviously had some cultivation.
After traveling for a while, the middle-aged man at the head suddenly stopped and said: "Stop! There is candlelight ahead! There is someone in the village!"
The young master said indifferently: "How many people in this poor village are there to make such a fuss about?"
"Master, you have forgotten that we were ordered to kill the people in the village some time ago..."
The young master said "Oh", "Maybe they are monks from other places. What are you afraid of with so many of us?"
"It's better to be careful when you go out."
"It's really troublesome. You guys go and find out the truth. She might be the girl that the sect wants to catch. If so, you'll be so lucky."
…
When several men in black shirts kicked open the door, Ling Ning and the others did not show any panic on their faces. It was obvious that they had already noticed that someone was coming.
Then more than a dozen men holding weapons surrounded them. Even if they put the knives on their necks, they remained calm. Qian Meier even expressed relief that "it's a living person." posture.
The moment the young master walked slowly into the hut, he was attracted by Qian Meier's graceful figure. Unfortunately, she had a veil on her face and couldn't see her true face. Then his eyes fell on the sexy figure Fan Ji, and he couldn't help but look up and down, but when he saw that she was wearing an eyepatch that looked like a "one eye", he couldn't help but shake his head.
Ling Ning took the lead and said, "Everyone, what does this mean?"
The young master finally turned his eyes to him and said contemptuously: "Who are you?"
Ling Ning said: "We are just monks passing by, is there any problem?"
The young master said "Oh" and said, "We can't stay here, get out of here."
Ling Ning said: "You can leave, but..." He pointed to the knife on his neck.
The young master waved his hand, and the men around him removed their blades. Ling Ning cupped her hands and was about to leave when she heard him say again: "Well... leave those two women to me..."
The middle-aged man's face changed slightly and he whispered in his ear: "Master, the elder is still waiting on the mountain... How can you bring two women with you at this time?"
The young master said: "Who said I want to take them there? Wouldn't it be better to send three people to stay here and keep an eye on them? Hey, the auras on them are just low-level disciples, what are you afraid of?"
"Young Master! Now is the time for the sect to employ people, why are you still in the mood to play with women..."
"Okay, okay! That one-eyed dragon, get out of here too! Can't I just keep one woman?"
Fan Ji's face froze, then she pointed to her nose and said, "Me? Does the one-eyed dragon refer to me?"
The young master snorted and said, "Who else could it be if it wasn't you? You have a good figure, but it's a pity...hehe...get out of here, too. If you're later, be careful and I'll strip you naked and throw you into the mountains! Hahaha!"
All the followers laughed when they saw what he said, but Huan Ji smiled instead of angry. She walked slowly to the young master. Everyone knew that their young master was well cultivated, so he just watched the fun with a lewd smile and did not stop him. Instead, the middle-aged man stepped forward and blocked him.
Although Fan Ji still had a smile on her face, her tone was already very unhappy: "You are the first one who dares to say that I am a one-eyed dragon... Well, I will let you see my eye..."
She pulled off the blindfold on his right eye, and saw that the middle-aged man's whole body was shaken as if struck by lightning. The same was true for the young master, but he seemed more "vulnerable" and he was bleeding from all his holes at the same time. Although Qian and Ling were curious about what was going on under her blindfold, they couldn't see because their backs were turned to her. They thought this must be her way of looking after things.
All the followers were stunned, and then hurriedly rushed forward to pull Fan Ji away, but Qian and Ling had already drawn their weapons, and there was almost no scream. Everyone's throats were cut open in the flash of lightning. In the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground, and even the people outside the house who had not come in were slaughtered one by one by Qian and Ling like chopping melons and vegetables.
Whether it is Qian Meier, Ling Ning, or Fan Ji, they themselves are not people who like killing, but in this world of immortal cultivation where the jungle is strong and the strong eat the jungle, they seem to have become accustomed to not leaving alive the enemy, no matter who is killed, killing. No matter what, maybe they had already prepared to be killed, so there was nothing to sympathize with, and there was no need to show mercy.
When they returned to the hut, Fan Ji put on the blindfold again, and the master and servant had veins all over their bodies, and their faces were full of horror. They were obviously scared to death.
Qian Meier put away her weapon and asked curiously: "What exactly did you do? What secret is hidden in that eye of yours?"
Fan Ji smiled and said, "You want to see it?"
Qian Meier said: "I won't be like them, right?"
Fan Ji said: "Then I can't guarantee it!"
Qianmeier pretended to be indifferent: "Let's forget it, my curiosity is not that serious."
Every monk has his own secret. Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. This is the consensus of almost all monks. The more secrets you uncover, the more people are watching you.
Ling Ning said: "Okay, okay, these people seem to be going up the mountain. It seems that there is a lot of excitement on the mountain tonight. Let's go and have a look. We just acted too quickly and didn't leave anyone alive... I thought you I won’t kill them.”
Fan Ji said: "Everyone who sees my eyes is dead. It's not that I won't leave any survivors!"
Qianmei'er found a token from the young master with the word "Jiuyou" written on it. Obviously these people were disciples of the Jiuyou Evil Sect, but she didn't know his identity.
The three people dragged the body into the hut and covered it with grass, then climbed Coffin Mountain under the moonlight. The villagers often went up to the mountain to cut trees, so they had already carved out a wide mountain road. The three of them walked along the road and didn't find anything unusual. Coffin Mountain occupies a large area. For a while, they didn't know where to go. It was created by many people lighting torches.
The three people quickly put on their cloaks and ran towards the fire. After passing through layers of woods, the light was already nearby. They climbed up a towering tree, and from a high position, using the moonlight, they could clearly see a group of people not far away raising their hands. Using torches, they gathered branches everywhere and piled them in front of a cave. There were seven or eight corpses lying scattered in the dark cave. It was obvious that the people in the cave were in trouble. They wanted to set fire to the cave to force the people out.
Ling Ning silently counted in his mind that there were about thirty of these people. Judging from the black shirts they were wearing, they were dressed in the same attire as the young master and his party they met. They should be disciples of the Du Jiuyou Evil Sect. A burly fat man sat in the middle. He was concentrating with his eyes closed. His fat face and bald head were particularly eye-catching under the moonlight.
What is even more eye-catching is the large sword that is as black as ink that he punched on the ground. Qian and Ling are both very familiar with this large sword. They thought for a moment and recalled at the same time, isn't this the same large sword that Su Jiu had? Did something happen to Su Jiu?
Qian and Ling looked at each other and felt bad in their hearts. At this moment, the fat man suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of light spurted out from his small eyes!
