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The spring rain is splendid, and the night wind is gentle.

A swordsman wearing a bamboo hat and a mink robe walked alone in the winding mountain road.

The night was dark and windy, and the pattering rain hit the branches and leaves, making rustling noises, and the swaying branches on the roadside were like countless evil spirits showing their teeth and claws, ready to choose someone to devour.

The swordsman raised his head, feeling a little annoyed.

It had been raining for three days, but it was getting heavier and heavier without any intention of stopping, which completely disrupted his good interest in traveling.

This person is He Xie, and he has been down the mountain for seven days.

At night in the deep mountains, the five fingers could not be seen, and the mist was amiable, and the visibility was very low, but this could not block He Xie's sight at all.

The golden light in his eyes flickered, and when he looked around, he found a black building at the foot of the mountain, like an ancient desolate beast, quietly crawling there.

"It seems to be a villa?" He Xie showed a smile on his face, "It's okay, let's rest for a while, the road is hard at night, and I bumped into a lot of ghosts along the way, it's time to stop for a night."

He didn't know whether to say that he was lucky or unlucky. He had been out for seven days and encountered ghosts on six nights. Today is the seventh night.

Fortunately, after he had completed his spells, he had never fought in actual combat other than with Yan Chixia, so it was not too troublesome to use those ghosts to practice his skills.

The villa seems to have been abandoned for some years, the gate is rotten, overgrown with weeds, and some vines are crawling all over the outer walls, looking a little gloomy.

He Xieyi is a daring person and naturally doesn't care about this. He let go of his consciousness and immediately sensed that there was a lot of qi and blood running in the villa.

He Xie was slightly surprised, someone is there?

And there are many people.

Not only that, there is a lot of yin in this ancient house, and there are obviously some unclean things.

But these unclean things are all in front, and those people seem to live in the backyard, but they are clearly separated and do not disturb each other.

He Xie was thoughtful, he stepped forward and tapped the door panel.

Unexpectedly, it was only lightly patted, and the door panel suddenly fell to the ground.

He Xie's expression changed, and his body swept back.

The next moment, countless bats and birds squeaked, swarmed out of the house, and disappeared into the rainy night in the blink of an eye.

"Interesting." He Xie smiled, feeling that this scene was inexplicably familiar.

There are so many resident birds and bats in the former house, which is obviously caused by no one all year round, but the door panel fell down with a light touch, but it was definitely man-made. Otherwise, what would protect the wind and rain would be He Xie's turn to overthrow it. ?

It was already blown away by the wind.

"People live in the backyard, but there is an organ warning at the gate..." He Xie walked into the ancient house at will while thinking about it. As soon as he entered the door, he saw eight coffins arranged in two rows.

This scene is more familiar, and sensing that the group of people living in the backyard has begun to move quickly, He Xie has eight points of certainty in his heart.

"It looks like the plot of the second part is about to start."

The yin qi in the ancient house was particularly strong, and He Xie made a tactic, and immediately eight streamers lased towards the eight coffins.

Boom!

The other seven streams of light touched the coffin, but none of them responded, only the first coffin in the right hand in the second row made a thumping sound.

He Xie's eyes immediately locked on the coffin, and he slowly paced over, seeing the talisman attached to the coffin at first glance.

Now that He Xie is no longer a cultivator, he naturally recognizes it as a spirit-suppressing talisman. The characters drawn with cinnabar on it are blurred and indistinguishable, and the talisman paper is in tatters. Obviously, it has almost no effect.

He Xie stepped forward, took it off directly, opened the coffin and glanced at it, and pouted.

The transformed stone corpse looks really ugly.

The stone corpse woke up the moment He Xie took off the amulet, with eyes like mung beans, staring blankly at He Xie.

"Then sleep with you, don't come out if it's okay." He Xie said lightly, closed the coffin again with a bang, and probed around with his hands behind.

The front hall was very dilapidated and rotten, with rain leaking everywhere. He Xie found a wing room that could barely shelter from the wind and rain, spread a straw mat, and took out a wet blanket from the package and dried it with internal force.

Then he picked up a pile of firewood, lit the fire with a flame knife, took out the iron pot, a bottle of water, and some ingredients that he had been carrying, and prepared to make a pot of soup for himself.

bang, bang, bang...

A tall figure walked to the door of the wing room, with yin qi in his mouth, and green eyes staring at He Xie.

He Xie looked up at it and took out a talisman to stimulate it slightly.

"Don't make trouble, go back!"

The stone corpse trembled all over, was silent for a while, turned his head and walked away, went back to sleep in the coffin, and closed the lid of the coffin.

Half an hour later, He Xie glanced towards the backyard with a faint smile, and then drank the soup.

The rain outside did not know when it had stopped, but the wind was blowing.

The sound of the wind whimpered, like weeping and complaining, and it was especially infiltrating.

Suddenly, a white shadow floated past He Xie's door.

He Xie didn't even look at it.

call.

The white shadow floated back again.

He Xie still didn't realize it.

After a short pause, the white shadow swayed and stopped at the door of the wing.

Her limbs were twisted weirdly, her face was covered with black hair, and she stood there silently.

"It tastes really good." He Xie sighed sincerely after drinking the last sip of soup.

He put down the pot and lay down on the floor, with Erlang's legs crossed, looking leisurely.

Bai Ying froze, silent for a while, and backed away from the door.

The corner of He Xie's mouth twitched.

Bai Ying quietly exited the wing and went straight to the backyard. In the courtyard, there were more than a dozen people wearing white clothes and covering their faces waiting for her.

"Sister, why is there no movement?" A smaller man in white stepped forward and asked in a low voice, his voice was sweet and light.

Bai Ying shook his head and said helplessly: "This man's eyes are not good. I dangle in front of him, but he just can't see it."

"what?"

All the people in white were stunned.

"Then just drive him away, or kill him!" a man in white suggested.

"You can't kill innocent people indiscriminately!" The girl who just called "Sister" hurriedly said ~lightnovelpub.net~ Or should we scare him again? Get closer to him this time. "

Bai Ying thought for a while, nodded and said, "Scare him away, if we come forward and drive him away, it will be bad if he leaks the rumors, if he is allowed to stay, if the time comes, Dad will fight him. will be involved as well.”

"Miss, you are just too kind." Someone sighed.

Although they tried to keep their voices low, they couldn't hide it from He Xie's ears.

He Xie smiled, the two sisters had good hearts.

Ten minutes later, the roof of the wing suddenly collapsed into several large holes, followed by a few men in white clothes falling out of the holes, hanging in the air, floating around, their faces pale and their tongues sticking out.

He Xie still didn't move, and didn't even move his eyes.

Several men in white stuck out their tongues for a while, and when they saw that He Xie still didn't move, they couldn't help looking at each other.

Doesn't look like a blind man?