The mountain ghost blows out the lights

The Unclean Sea is just southwest of Yanjing City. If you really want to go, it will coincide with Xi Ran's route back to his hometown.

But even though the direction is the same, the Unclean Sea and the sea area of ​​Xi Ran's hometown are actually not next to each other, so they are not the same place.

——To be precise, the Unclean Sea is not adjacent to any sea. It is not a place in the world at all, and of course it cannot be measured by the standards of the world.

That sea area is said to be an ocean, but it is actually more like a secret place, which can only be entered through special means, and it is impossible to get there by going to the sea normally.

There are no mortals, no spirits, no monsters, basically nothing.

But even so, it is still very famous.

In people's stories, in word of mouth, in countless nightmares that people can't get rid of when they dream back at midnight.

This place is notorious, if half of the rumors are true, then it is truly vicious, completely different from those small troubles in Xueshan and Taoyuan.

People are afraid of it, but avoid it, arrange a lot of horrible content on it, and have different opinions. In short, it is not a good thing.

Although the rumors are always exaggerated, all the rumors are actually based.

No matter who wants to get involved here, they must be mentally prepared for all accidents.

If you don't pay attention, you can only get the ending of no return.

Shen Lianxing put the magnifying glass lens on the open ancient book and sighed deeply.

"What?" Yan Jinping held a scroll in his hand, but he didn't look at it. He just let his arms hang sideways and looked at Shen Lianxing's movements with his head propped up. He thought it was very interesting, "Why are you frowning?"

Shen Lianxing's rare expression was a bit distressed. He rubbed his eyebrows with his knuckles, pushed the book he was reading just now with two fingers, then turned around, spread it in front of Yan Jinping and said, "Look."

He and Yan Jinping are now on the same beauty's couch, but there is a wooden table in the middle, and several books are scattered on it, some of which have obviously been read, and some have not, all piled up together.

Yan Jinping had been watching his movements just now, so of course he knew what Shen Lianxing was looking at.But he still glanced at Shen Lianxing's hand, then pretended not to understand Shen Lianxing's meaning, and said solemnly: "I see, what's wrong?"

Shen Lianxing sighed in a low voice.

He had focused all his attention on the book just now, but now when he looked up, he felt that his thoughts were confused, and his mind was full of that messy illustration—this book was written by a pen fairy, and all the content in the book other than the words were His wife Song Yan painted it, and this girl's painting skills...

It can't be said that it shakes the world and weeps ghosts and gods, at least it is at the level of saddening those who hear it and tears for those who see it.

Shen Lianxing commented sincerely: "The relationship between Bixian and his wife must be very good."

The book was called "Natural History of Mountains and Seas", and on the page that Shen Lianxing read just now, it was the unclean sea that was introduced.

The Unclean Sea is quite a famous place, and of course Songyan also provided a picture for it, but when she painted Jianmu in the past, although she painted the sacred tree like a big centipede, it still had a shape after all.This time it’s good, it’s said that the painting is not clean, the paper is all black, but it’s not completely black, and I don’t know how to do it, it always gives people a feeling of “you can see some hidden details by looking more”. illusion.

Bixian never writes groundless things, if he wants to introduce something, he must have seen it himself.Even if she just stood outside and looked in, maybe with pine smoke, her paintings might convey something that she didn't even notice.

After all, this trip was very important to the two of them, and Shen Lianxing would not let go of any possible details.So he took the glass lens and carefully looked back and forth in the illustration many times. He only felt that the picture made him more vivid and outrageous the more he looked at it. In the end, he didn't know what he was looking for. What, the messy ink blots seemed to be imprinted into his brain, appearing in front of his eyes as soon as he closed his eyes.

Mr. Shen had spent a long time this morning, but at this moment he finally gave up, and thought that his efforts just now were all in vain, quite depressed, he stretched his arms across the wooden table, and fished Yan Jinping who was obviously watching the fun, He closed his eyes and took a breath on his shoulder.

Boss Yan's body temperature is always slightly lower.He has a unique smell, like incense, but it's not exactly the same. It's already obvious when he's outside, but it's even clearer when he's back in Linlang Pavilion, and he's clearly attractive.

Shen Lianxing put his arms around his shoulders, feeling that his tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

Yan Jinping told him to do this, his upper body passed over the wooden table, but his waist was still pressed against the edge of the wooden table. Although it was not uncomfortable, it was still a bit awkward.So he rolled up the scroll in his hand, tapped Shen Lianxing's shoulder lightly, and said with a smile: "It's not easy for Songyanmo to develop spiritual wisdom, and it's not like ordinary animals and plants, and it can be done by absorbing the emperor's liquid." .The pen fairy waited thousands of years to meet such a lady, why don't you pamper her like a treasure?"

Looking at the illustrations on the table again, even the well-informed Boss Yan shook the messy lines and wild brushstrokes, and sincerely sighed: "...But she has a piece of ink, soaked in the fragrance of books, and she still has a lot of knowledge. It is really rare to be able to draw a painting like this... "

He said it very implicitly, let alone pine smoke ink, even Babao may be able to draw better than this when holding a brush with its rabbit paw, and the pen fairy can still insist on letting her give herself everything. All books are accompanied by such illustrations, and it can be seen from this how much he likes his wife.

After all, there was still business to do, so Shen Lianxing was not too tired, so he hugged her and let go.He tapped the words on the page again, and said solemnly: "There are not many descriptions of the unclean sea in this book."

It only takes up one page, and there are still illustrations in the middle of the night. The book only briefly talks about the properties and location of the unclean sea, and introduces the dangers in it vaguely, but where the specific dangers lie is unknown. I didn't say it.

Not only this book, but all the other contents that the two of them read just now, either did not mention the unclean sea at all, or mentioned it in one or two sentences. The rumors are more outrageous and terrifying than the other, and it cannot be said that they are completely unbelievable, but it is almost impossible to extract the truth from them as the two have never been to this place.

Bixian is a recorder, not a book seller. He does not write books to please the public, and he will not deliberately hide something when he knows it.Besides, this book was borrowed from Rong Ling, and there are no meaningless books hidden in Langhuan Pavilion, so this is almost all he knows about how much Bixian has written.

"Don't blame him, after all he hasn't been there before." Yan Jinping understood the reason for this situation.He put the scroll in his hand aside casually, and sighed, "That place is really evil, let alone a pen fairy. I asked Bai Ze when I was curious, and even Bai Ze couldn't tell what was inside. Condition."

Although Bai Ze had already lost his eyes to know the world's affairs in order to keep Mr. Qingping, he was still a divine beast Bai Ze, just to see the situation. Logically speaking, such trivial matters should not be difficult for him.

"But Bai Ze told me that he couldn't see." Yan Jinping said, "Can't see anything."

It's not that you can't see it, it's that you can't see it.

As far as Bai Ze's consciousness reaches, there is only a thick blackness. I don't know if it is like this in the unclean sea, or there is something blocking his senses.

Shen Lianxing sighed: "It sounds dangerous."

"It's really dangerous." Yan Jinping said, "not to mention the one we are looking for, he is the only living creature that can live in the unclean sea, and he is definitely not an ordinary character who can do this."

They need the painstaking efforts of the guardians of the wordless tablet.

But they still don't know whether the other party is a man or a woman, or even if the other party is in human form.

It can only be pieced together from a few words from the outside world, and that may be the only living thing in this vast and dangerous sea area.

There is a pool of blood at the bottom of the Unclean Sea.

In the center of the blood pool stood a stone tablet, which was neither carved nor written, so it was called the "Wordless Tablet".

The wordless stele has been there a long time ago, but the blood pond and the spirit guards have only appeared here for nearly a hundred years.

No one knows what his purpose is, where he came from, and what identity he is. He calls himself a guardian of the spirit, and people also call him the guardian of the spirit.

Even who passed on the name is now impossible to test.

Because since the appearance of the pool of blood and the guardian, almost no one can come out of the unclean sea alive.

No one is willing to make themselves uncomfortable, no matter whether it is a monk or a ghost, they are not willing to take such a big risk for their own little curiosity, and there is no reason to go, so no one knows where it is. What is it like.

Yan Jinping who was in good health, Bai Ze who has not lost his eyes, or the dragon king of the beast is fine, but after all these years, some of them are suffering from many diseases, some are in prison, and some are already in the endless world. Died in the years.

Some have lived for too long, and have seen too many strange things in the world, and the rise of the blood pool has only been in the past few hundred years, so naturally they can't catch their eyes.

Shen Lianxing said: "We need his blood."

The existence of the unclean sea is a contempt for the heaven and the earth, it is a place of great disrespect, and the blood of the spirit guards who have lived in it for a long time will naturally be contaminated with evil spirits.

And no matter what, as long as he is still a living creature, his blood will always be the purest thing in the world. The blood of a spirit guard—the blood of Zhongzheng and evil spirits is nothing more suitable than that.

He didn't say it clearly, but they all understood that for no reason, who would be willing to give their hard work to others?

Even if the other party is actually not as vicious as the rumors say, I'm afraid this negotiation will not be very smooth.

What's more, the blood pool appeared together with the guardian, so it is basically impossible to say that it has nothing to do with it.

"...Well." Yan Jinping also understood this truth, "I have a way to take blood without hurting the body, but I don't know if the other party can accept it..."

"We can only take one step at a time," he said.