Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Ye Wanqing was tied up by the man, and the blade of his sleeve was aimed at the chain on his wrist, but he still didn't move. The man looked sideways slightly, his eyes were dark and deep, and he seemed to have seen his movements clearly.

"There are ghosts among you, you'd better not act rashly." Fake Meng Yi opened his mouth, his voice was slightly lower, as warm as gurgling autumn water.

The so-called ghosts are usually the companion ghosts of ghost kings who were born in the world. Ghosts can possess human bodies to find prey for the newly born ghost kings. Usually, human monks are the best fodder for ghost kings who have just been born.

When a ghost king is born, he will often be in a place full of ghosts, and there will be signs before his birth that natural disasters will fall in the place.

Ye Wanqing leaned back against the wall, he could see that this person had cast a barrier around them, the few people in the distance didn't notice any movement from their side, the restraint on the corners of his lips loosened, and he opened his mouth slowly .

"There is no long-gathered ghost aura in the cave here. Your Excellency's words are not credible... You said that there are ghosts among us, so why don't you tell me which one it is?"

As Ye Wanqing spoke, her eyes fell on the person in front of her, the meaning was self-evident.Even if it is a ghost, they walk together all the way, it is impossible not to see that he looks more like the person in front of him.

The man obviously understood the meaning from his gaze, and his voice did not fluctuate, "Except for you."

Fake Meng Yi glanced at the murals on the wall that were covered by water vapor, "This was originally a ghost cave. The ghost led you in, and the rest of you were also recruited last night. Your companion has also been taken away by the ghost. Now You're the only one left."

The man didn't mention the ghost king's information. Ye Wanqing remembered Meng Yi who had always taken care of him. He calmed down slowly, thinking about the credibility of the other party's words.First of all, this person's cultivation base is higher than his, and he can't beat him head-on.

Zhen Mengyi was taken away by the ghost, probably only this person knows where he was taken.

This person doesn't seem to have any intention of hurting him, but he can't take it lightly. His cultivation base can barely break through the restraint once. If he is discovered and the opponent strengthens the restraint, he may not be able to break through the second time.

While he was thinking, the man seemed to wait for a moment, and seeing that he had nothing to say, he sealed his mouth again.

Ye Wanqing: "..."

The barrier around them was removed, and Ye Wanqing could clearly see the people not far away from the angle.They walked together all the way, and they were familiar with each other, and they all looked the same.

Some were packing their luggage, some were worried looking at the rain outside the cave, some were joking with their companions, and the voice could be heard... After a while, Ye Wanqing realized something was wrong.

"You said that we are in Jiannan Villa, is it possible to meet that little sword god..."

"You're talking about Xiao Junlan, the adoptive son of the Xiao family? He is now in the limelight in Kyushu, and I heard that he will go to the Four Great Immortal Gates soon."

"His aptitude is also one of the best in Xianmen..."

Ye Wanqing is very familiar with this passage, isn't it what they discussed the day before?The tone of the few people who spoke was exactly the same as what they said the day before.

Ghosts are very low-intelligence, they can only read memories from the possessed host, do the same things the day before, and say what the host said before, so as to disguise themselves.

This scene was exactly the same as yesterday, Ye Wanqing clenched the sword in her hand tightly, her heart suddenly felt cold.He was more familiar with Meng Yi, and he only noticed that Meng Yi was wrong at the first time, and the others did not notice it at the first time.

"The rainy weather in the cloudy forest breeds ghost aura, and our cultivation is not enough to avoid the influence of ghost aura," said the head monk. "We may have to stay in the cave today, which would be a waste of time."

None of them opened their mouths. Ye Wanqing noticed that the other party's eyes were on their side, "The cave is deep and deep. Let's find out if there is another way out. Maybe we can go around the Yin Forest."

As long as they get out of the Yin forest and avoid places with ghostly aura, it will not prevent them from going on their way.

The person who spoke had to pause every few words, as if he was trying to think hard, his eyes looked a little hollow, and there was a faint blue light at the bottom of his eyes.

The rest of the people agreed one after another. If this is really a ghost cave, it is obvious that there are only traps waiting for them in the depths of the cave.

Several people got up and planned to go into the cave, but the chain on Ye Wanqing's wrist was pulled. The man's intention was obvious that he wanted him to go with him.

The corners of Ye Wanqing's lips twitched slightly, "Are you following us all the way?"

The other party ignored him, the two of them were at the back, and they actually found a secret path in front.The water dripped and dripped, and the damp and rotten smell rushed over.

Going deeper and deeper, they entered the hinterland of the cave, and the cool and icy air lingered up.The corner of Ye Wanqing's eyes caught sight of the human skull vaguely hidden by the wall.

His gaze was fixed, his footsteps paused slightly, the chains on his wrists were tightened, and he was being led forward, almost bumping into the fake Meng Yi.

Before hitting him, the man avoided him first, then paused, and put the chain in his hand a little longer, pulling away from him.

In fact, Ye Wanqing had almost stopped, but he would not really bump into each other. He sensed indifference and alienation from the opponent's movements, and he simply kept a distance from the opponent.

The wall above the head became glowing red, as if there were layers of blurred crimson, faintly glowing, and there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes in the gaps.

At the fork in the road, the people in front had already gone in, and Fake Meng Yi paused slightly, leading him to the other side and separated from the others.

Ye Wanqing was dragged and could only follow fake Meng Yi, no one likes to be restrained, even if she didn't know the identity of this person, Ye Wanqing had already made a few notes about this person in her heart.

The cave on this side is different from the other side. The murals are not covered by water vapor, and the images carved on the walls can be clearly seen.He could recognize many little ghosts, and on the altar in the middle was a woman in red.

The man led him inside, the chains loosened a lot, there was a faint candle lamp beside the wall, and his gentle voice echoed in the secret passage.

"This is a natural spiritual cave, which is used by ghosts to cover up the ghost aura and is occupied by them. The ghost king has not yet been born, and they are preparing for the birth of the ghost king. Not only low-level monks are preparing for the preparation, but many women have also been chosen to be ghost mothers. .”

Women are all human women, and only human women can conceive.Ye Wanqing heard on the road that young and beautiful unmarried women frequently disappeared in nearby villages and towns recently.

He didn't want to say it at first, but now that the fake Meng Yi suddenly told him this, Ye Wanqing once again caught sight of the ghost mother on the altar of the mural painting, and he had a vague premonition in his heart.

The man's footsteps also stopped at this time. They reached the end, and there was a red wedding robe in the corner on the ground. I don't know where they got it and hid it here. The meaning could not be more obvious.

He was asked to dress up as a ghost mother, and this man mixed in with him.

Fake Meng Yi turned sideways slightly, his eyes drooping slightly, "Will you change it yourself, or do you want me to change it for you?"

The little flame in Ye Wanqing's heart has been pressed back several times, and now she can't hold back the flames, this bastard actually said it so lightly.

"Why don't you change?"

Originally, they could also go in with those ghosts. It is estimated that this person has other plans. It is safer to sneak in with such a disguise than to let the ghosts bring them in as prepared food.

But he doesn't want to wear women's clothes, whoever wants to change, anyway, he can't change.

Fake Meng Yi didn't answer this question, his eyes fell on his face, paused for a moment, and then quickly looked away.

The answer is obvious, because of his face.

Many people have praised that his appearance is more delicate than that of a woman. Ye Wanqing never thought that one day she would cause unreasonable disasters because of her face. Naturally, he could not agree, and the sword hidden in his cuff pointed at the chain.

"Your companion is still inside." The man threw out such a sentence.

"On your own, you are no match for the ghost inside."

This is equivalent to a lair of ghosts, there is more than one ghost in it, and many innocent women are trapped in it.

Ye Wanqing also understood, he glared at the person in front of him, stalemate for a moment, then reluctantly agreed, gnashing his teeth in agreement.

"get out."

The man took two steps out, but did not go out, but slightly bent his long legs, leaning against the wall with his sword in his arms and his back facing him.

Ye Wanqing was suffocating, the red wedding dress was soft to the touch, he turned his head to look again, the man turned his back to him and did not move, he reluctantly took off his coat.

Going to Jiannan Villa, there was no danger or trouble along the way, so it turned out to be waiting for him here.

There was the movement of fabric rubbing in the air. The style of this wedding dress was a long skirt, which was a bit complicated to wear. Ye Wanqing's eyelids were drooping, and her fingertips touched the gold-patterned tie on one side, with long tassels sewn inside. hi buckle.

He didn't reach it for a long time, Ye Wanqing's hands were a little sore, he didn't make a sound, and the man behind him didn't bother to talk to him.

After a while, the happy button on the top was closed, and there were three floors down, and the second and third floors were behind the back, so he couldn't reach it this time.

Ye Wanqing was too lazy to button up the skirt, he casually tied the tie of the skirt, thinking that it looked good enough, and then took a step, the red skirt fell apart on the spot, only the top thin material hung around his neck.

Hearing the movement, the man didn't look back, Ye Wanqing looked at the red dress on her body, pursed her lips slightly, and said after a while, "How do you wear this?"

He himself was still rectifying, a white wrist was exposed, footsteps came from behind, and the other party's breath followed.

A shadow fell in front of Ye Wanqing, and a slightly warm and cool touch came from the neck. The fingertips of the other party accidentally rubbed the skin of the back of his neck. He felt a little uncomfortable and avoided the man's hand.

The other party's movements seemed to have paused, and they tied those gold silk happy buttons layer by layer, and a bow was tied on Ye Wanqing's waist.

The bow was slightly asymmetrical. The man patiently untied it and tied it again. This time the bow was symmetrical and the man let go.

Ye Wanqing felt uncomfortable in the wedding dress, the man had no expression on his face, the other party didn't look like the kind of person who would laugh at him, and they didn't know each other, the other party just used him to get into the ghost's lair.

He was very unhappy in his heart and held a slight grudge.When the man left, he grabbed the corner of the man's clothes.

The man's figure stopped, his thick black eyes were extremely deep, and his eyes fell on him, giving people an invisible oppressive force.

Ye Wanqing's face was beautiful, he raised his eyebrows, ignoring the sense of oppression, he moved his fingertips slightly to meet the man's eyes, and his voice was a little careless.

"I don't know your identity yet... Even if you can't tell your identity, you should tell me your name."