Cheng Moji

"Now is a good time. The evil has just awakened and has not yet made any major moves. We will kill two birds with one stone." Leng Xin replied.

"Mother-in-law seems to be stimulated by something today, and she is very preoccupied. Let's not directly mention this matter in front of her, we can secretly investigate and then make plans." Feng Qiwu proposed, and everyone nodded in agreement.

"When the time is just right, let's go to the mountains together to get some fresh air and look for signs of these dead things." He said with a cold smile, "It's been a long time since we took a walk together. Go for a walk. Yoho—"

"Did they come back to life?" Dongfang Ying seemed to be a little scared, but she didn't show it.

"I don't know, what is certain is that the hollow corpse in the shaman temple has been revived. Will there be an army of countless hollow people hiding in the mountain?" Leng Xin answered clearly.

"So, the source of hollow man manufacturing for thousands of years is the dark room of the Wu Temple, that ghost thing is really tireless." Feng Qiwu said sarcastically.

"I'm of the same kind as him, and I can probably understand his feelings. I was free for a thousand years, and finally became indifferent, while he was imprisoned for a thousand years, and finally became dark. His forbearance, his plot, his scheming, His desire may not be satisfied by a small Wuling Village. If he really returns to the world, the consequences will not be what we can predict." Leng Xin's eyes floated to the distant sky, cold and rational, as if talking about himself .

"You are different from him, don't compare casually. Let's go." Feng Qiwu pulled Dongfang Sister and turned to the outskirts of the mountain.

Leng Xin listened to the silly face, looked at it, smiled, and quickly chased after him, repeating this sentence in his heart: You are different from him, don't compare casually.He said to himself: Isn't it the same?

Walking to the path at the foot of the mountain, the wind blew, and the leaves echoed the melody. Dongfang Ying always felt that some hollow person was resurrected, twisting, turning her head to look from time to time, her eyes were extremely cautious.

"Dongfang, you are so timid, does your dad know?" Leng Xin focused on moving forward and asked without looking back.

"Haha, it's true that my personality is a bit sensitive, so it's good to have you!"

As she was walking, Dongfang Ying heard rustling sounds in the weeds in her right ear, it wasn't the wind blowing.Dongfang Ying raised her mind, walked over carefully, and gently pushed aside the messy pile of grass with her hands.Suddenly, his eyes cracked, he yelled "ah", and stepped back a dozen steps.The two people who were walking in front rushed over when they heard the cry, and helped Dongfang Ying up, only to see a pale dizziness on his face, which could not go away for a long time.

"What is it?" asked Leng impatiently.

Dongfang Ying didn't answer, but pointed to the narration's haystack, then covered her mouth, feeling disgusted.Feng Qiwu patted him on the back, a rancid smell mixed with green grass was stuffed into his nose, his sensitive sense of smell became more sensitive, and he quickly pinched his nose with the other hand, Dongfang Ying was very sympathetic to the dead. The taste is too sharp, and I have been silent for a long time.The two people next to them did not pay too much attention to the subtle smell of corrosion in the air, and I am afraid that the next walk will not be able to continue.

Feng Qiwu asked Leng Xin: "What did you find?" Looking at the other end, Leng Xin squatted there with her head lowered and carefully stared at the things in the grass, but she didn't have such a big reaction, it shouldn't be a threat .But with a cold and focused look, it was obvious that he had discovered something, so he asked curiously.