Top of Ghost Fog Mountain.

The junction of yin and yang.

The blood moon is coming.

Yi Lin raised her head, and in the sky, there was only a trace of hidden light left in the sun.

The blood moon above my head completely occupied the sky.

At first glance, it seems that the blood moon is full of eyes, and there is a feeling of déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà déjà d

The handover between heaven and earth is nothing more than that.

"Shut up!"

The whisper in Yi Lin's ear was silent for a moment when Yi Lin shouted violently, and then continued to whisper wildly.

The surroundings are cold and the messy sea of ​​flowers is no longer as gorgeous as it was at first.

Looking down from the sky, a huge palm print was deeply imprinted on the top of the mountain.

It was like a giant slapped the "skull" in the head, and slapped the flat head into a concave head.

It's still the kind of fights that are very fierce.

And in that "slap pit", an old man with one-armed limbs curled up and lay in the center.

"Huh? This position is a bit familiar for some reason."

I can't remember it for a while.

It seems to be the death posture of a man named Ya's Tea.

Seen on TV.

Childhood enlightenment anime movies.

Well...forgot.

Yi Lin couldn't remember it for a while and no longer thought about it.

He slowly floated and landed from mid-air.

Stay next to Nie Xiu.

The moment it landed, Yi Lin's body shook slightly.

His face became a little pale.

Yi Lin had no expression on his face, and he looked at Nie Xiu lying on his side.

Nie Xiu is not dead.

Yi Lin didn't kill him either.

Nie Xiu was as if he was dead, motionless, his eyes were silent, and he stared indifferently ahead.

If you distinguish carefully, Nie Xiu's pupils had no focus at all, and he seemed to have lost his soul.

The "whisper" in Yi Lin's ear was even more crazy as the psychic value was consumed, as if he wanted to completely take away Yi Lin's reason.

His mind was filled with all kinds of crazy distractions, and he could not calm down at all.

"Is it too much to consume..."

Yi Lin suddenly looked at the two graves, a place that seemed to passively passively, and knew it in his heart.

Everything is hidden there.

That place is the root of all this.

The secret that Nie Xiu wanted to protect.

"Is there anything else?"

Yi Lin ignored Nie Xiu and walked between the two graves.

Nie Xiu has given up resisting now, and he did not look at Yi Lin, but just buried his head and squeezed out of Nie Xiu's mouth with a hoarse voice.

"You... are your new ghost hunting technique?"

Yi Lin did not look back.

Keep going forward.

It was not until he came between the two graves that he slowly replied: "Just treat it as right."

"You...ah...ahah..."

Nie Xiu said a word and suddenly started coughing violently.

Spit out a mouthful of black blood.

After a while, Nie Xiu continued: "In the past ten years, countless ghost hunters have come to this mountain."

"oh?"

While listening, Yi Lin took out the Xiao Shisan ancient knife, used it as a shovel, and digged up the soil one by one.

Nie Xiu lies in the slap pit and trembles slightly when he is lying in the pit, but he does not stop him.

Also... powerless to stop it.

Yi Lin continued to dig, dig, dig.

A small mound of soil quickly piled up around.

Nie Xiu continued: "There are other ghost hunters, like you... and finally found this place."

"And then they all died at your hands?"

Yi Lin asked without any surprise.

“…”

Nie Xiu did not admit it.

But there was no denial.

"Where is the corpse?"

"Pushed down."

Nie Xiu's tone was calm, with no joy or sorrow.

"Ha, then it turned into a ghost?"

“…”

Under Yilin's "shovel", the soil gradually became harder and became more and more difficult to dig.

Yi Lin was not in a hurry, and chatted with Nie Xiu while digging the soil.

However, Yi Lin's expression seemed calm, but countless crazy distracting thoughts emerged from the depths of her heart.

It seemed as if there was a voice laughing, hissing, crying, and murmuring in his ears.

Yi Lin couldn't even tell where he was now.

The junction of yin and yang.

Yang...or Yin?

It seemed as if there was a strange existence under this shovel. As Yi Lin digged down, it became more and more mysterious, and he chose someone to eat it.

Yi Lin suddenly felt very glad that his will attribute was high enough and he had a certain resistance to negative effects.

Otherwise, before the mysterious thing underground in the mud was dug out, he might have been tortured by the crazy whisper.

Nie Xiu was even more shocked.

He actually wanted to say that even if he didn't kill the ghost hunters, they would never be able to dig out "that thing".

That's an ominous thing.

No one can resist that kind of "ominus".

But Nie Xiu found that Yi Lin was digging shovels and shovels as if nothing had happened. As he saw that he was digging deeper and deeper, the mound of digging next to him was getting higher and higher.

"So can you bear it?"

Nie Xiu thought so in his heart.

"Who are you, Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi?"

Yi Lin continued to ask.

"Hongxiu...is my daughter... Xiaoyi, my apprentice. They were once ghost hunters."

"Xiao Yi is your granddaughter?"

Yi Lin was a little curious about this.

"No..." Nie Xiu shook his head: "After a person becomes a ghost, he will lose all his memories."
To be continued...