In fact, she didn't even know about the existence of the ghost realm. It seemed that there was no ghost realm when she entered the mountain five thousand years ago, and she had never heard of any ghost master Yan Song.

At that time, there were only four major gods in the major divisions. She was one of them, and the others were Jiuling, Jiao Sui, and Gunmu. At that time, the four main gods each controlled one of the divisions, and they were always peaceful and stable.

It has been unpredictable for five thousand years, and I am afraid it is no longer the same as it used to be. She suddenly remembered that day when the little god in yellow coat had a water-like spell.

The six little gods live in Zongshan all year round. Whether it is Zongshan or Beiyin, they are just a corner of the folk medicine. The little god in the yellow coat must have dealt with evil spirits, otherwise this watery curse would not have grown on him. There is something fishy about Zongshan.

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"Sir, the girls in the back mountain are making lanterns. Everyone is looking forward to you going to take a look. It is rare for gods to be around, and the girls all want to benefit from your blessings." Fang Bo brought a few cups of tea and looked kindly.

road.

Zi Mo followed Uncle Fang to the back mountain. The weeds on the Qiongguan Road were now clean. The road was paved with fragrant flowers, and the girls were sitting on the stone pillars weaving lanterns.

When the girls saw Zi Mo coming, they all smiled and handed her the lanterns in their hands, asking her to choose the most beautiful one.

She carried five lanterns in her hands, and Yan Song arrived just as soon as she was burning incense. She didn't know whether Yan Song came to join in the fun, or whether he was there to supervise her. She probably thought it was the latter.

She looked at the lanterns for a long time. Each of the lanterns was prettier than the last. She really couldn't make a decision. There were more than a dozen girls in front of her waiting for her answer. Each of them expressed her sincerity. It was hard for her to refute this sincerity, so why not give it to her?

Throw this problem to the little King of Hell.

She handed the lantern to Yan Song and said, "Look at these beautiful lanterns, which one do you think is better?"

"All the flashy things look the same, and after a few days they become withered dead things. There is no difference." Yan Song glanced at the lanterns and said calmly.

The girls' faces froze. They didn't know whether they didn't dare to accept what the man in black said casually, or they felt that the man in black was not appropriate at all and just said some depressing words. However, they just stared dryly and no one dared to say a word.

Everyone looked at Zi Mo and asked her to help get back 10%.

She took the petals and vines from the girls' hands and made a simple garland in twos and twos. The fine pink flowers were dotted on the vines, which was both playful and lively.

Holding the garland in her hand, she cast a little magic, and the garland fell on Yan Song's hair crown, and the black hair flowed down from a touch of pink.

The man in black who used to repel people thousands of miles away seemed to be less cold now. This was the first time for everyone to see this look.

Uncle Fang was the first to start the applause and shouted: "The master in black is the best match for flowers, he looks good!"

The girls all joined in the cheers. During the celebration, everyone forgot about the sense of alienation. It seemed that she and Yan Song were not regarded as unattainable gods, but rather like neighbors joking with each other and watching the fun.

In this harmony, only the person concerned was out of place, and Yan Song's face turned gloomy. "If it looks good, wear it yourself." The little King of Hell put the garland on her head, turned around and left this place of singing and dancing.

For several days in a row, Bei Yin was in such a happy atmosphere. At first, Yan Song looked disdainful, and he would even pick up the strongest flowers and plants and step on them when walking. It seemed that the flowers and plants had a grudge against him, but recently, he has been slowly picking up the flowers and plants.

Also active.

In the dead of night, Zi Mo quietly left Bei Yin.

Zongshan was indeed as Qian Guan said, with high mountains and deep valleys, and no one there. She used spirit moths to find the way, but still no one could be found. Zongshan seemed like a barren mountain, so quiet that it was a bit eerie. It was clearly not like the boundaries of a small god, but more like

It's an abandoned and dangerous mountain.

As she walked, the light of the spirit moth gradually dimmed, and suddenly several black crows flew by. She carefully avoided the stones under her feet and found a path through the ravine.

A huge thing blocked her feet. She kicked the thing and it remained motionless. Four evil birds started up on the ground and flew away from her feet. Light condensed from the palms of her hands, and she could see clearly what was under her feet.

They were corpses piled into a hill.

The birds were pecking at the meat scraps just now. No wonder the mountains were empty. It turned out that they had been massacred.

Before she could recover from the horror in front of her, a scream suddenly came from behind. She looked back and saw two little gods, one fat and one thin, looking at her. The magic weapons in their hands were about to move, and the little gods were also looking at her.

I was frightened by the pile of corpses in front of me.

A burst of panicked footsteps came from behind the two little gods, and the third little god ran over panting. She was familiar with the later little god. He was the leader of the six little gods in Zongshan. He often wore a light suit.

Blue gown.

When the little god in blue coat saw the corpse in front of him, he took another breath of cold air before he could calm down, "What's going on... I just went to ask Master Jiuling to bring justice to the fourth child who died unjustly, so I went to Qi

Why are so many people dying...ahhhhh!"

Zi Mo took a step back knowing something was wrong. The situation was clearly not good for her, but everyone's eyes were already focused on her. She said sarcastically: "I was just passing by...really just passing by."

The fire in the eyes of the little god in the blue coat could almost burn her to death. She was not allowed to say a few more words. A big hat of massacre was placed on her head. No matter how she explained, no one listened.

"Last time you killed Lao Si and you didn't feel relieved. This time you killed me, Zongshan! Your followers in Beiyin are human beings, but we believers in Zongshan are not human beings! What's wrong with them!"

The little god in blue coat turned around and looked at the fat and thin little god, and said: "Please tell Lord Jiuling to make the decision for me in Zongshan." He looked at Zimo fiercely, "Never let me go."

Get past this murderer!"

According to what the little god in blue coat said, he was delayed for several days on the road because he set off to invite a high-level priest from afar. It was precisely because of this that he escaped this disaster and became the only survivor in this mountain.

But this was not the reason for the little god in blue coat to misrepresent her. She reiterated one last time: "It's really not me. So what if you invite Jiuling? Jiuling has always been familiar with my nature. He will know that these things are impossible."

Self-hand."

Speaking of Jiuling, he is an old acquaintance.

Although Jiuling is a deserted person, he sticks to his principles and always does things according to his duties. He does things exactly as he should. No one can cheat under his nose.

Two little gods, one fat and one thin, suddenly stared at her. The fat little god walked around her and looked at her several times, and said tentatively: "You are... the one who was tied up by the leader of the ghost domain on Lianguang Mountain..."

She always felt that the two new little gods looked familiar, but she could not remember where she had seen them before. When the fat little god said this, she suddenly had a memory.

The two little gods in front of her, one fat and the other thin, had met her several times. First, on Lianguang Mountain, Yan Song tied her and the two little gods to offer sacrifices. Later, it was Jiuling who suddenly arrived and took the two little gods away.

God took it away.

She softened her heart and realized that these two little gods were from Jiuling. It seemed that after Jiuling received the news from Zongshan, he specially sent two little gods to find out the situation. Unfortunately, they bumped into her.

That's all, but it happened to be at this time.

"You're not dead. I thought you died in Yan Song's hands that day. I begged Master Jiuling to save you, but he told me to shut up..."

The fat little god said timidly: "We are the little priests under Lord Jiuling's division. My name is Cheng Yun, and the skinny one is my brother, his name is Cheng You."

The thin little god straightened his clothes seriously and said, "Just call me Master Chengyou."

The few of them reminisced about old times for a while, but Cheng You and Cheng Yun suddenly realized that something was wrong. They avoided Zi Mo by a few meters and pointed at her in panic.

The Second Little God said loudly: "You killed Zongshan, and you also killed gods. It's definitely not easy for you to survive from the leader of the Ghost Realm. No matter who you are, we must take you away today and bring you to Jiujiu."

Go to Lord Ling to collect your guilt!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng You Chengyun threw several palms at her, but she dodged to avoid them. Although these two gods looked unreliable, their strength should not be underestimated.

Those few palm attacks just now left no room for Ling Lie. He was indeed the priest brought out by Jiuling. He had the same style as him.

During the fight, she found that she did not have the upper hand. The little god in blue coat alone was not something to be afraid of, but it was not necessarily the case with Cheng You Chengyun. It was not her fault in the first place, and there was no need for her to dwell too much on it. While she was taking advantage of it,

When the other side relaxed, she disappeared into the darkness and left Zongshan.

The little god in the blue coat did not give up at all. He shouted into the darkness like crazy: "Lord Jiuling will definitely come to catch you!" Not long after, the three little gods left Zongshan and went to Xiangrou in the southwest, where Jiuling is.

The division of Priest Ling.

In the dead of night, Zimo quietly returned to Beiyin. She thought she would not be discovered, but she did not expect that someone had already noticed her from the first step she took in Beiyin.

Feeling the breath behind her, she rolled her eyes. Could it be that those people were chasing Bei Yin? They were really difficult to deal with. She used the right moment to catch the person behind her with one move.

The man was held softly by her but did not resist. When he met his eyes, a pair of cold eyes stared at her, making her panic. She quickly let go of her hand and pretended to be kind and patted the dust on the man's robe, but the man did not appreciate it.

That’s all.

"Where have you been? Didn't you promise not to run around?"

Yan Song raised his head and looked at the sky. The night was particularly dark. "It's a good opportunity to run out in the dead of night. Don't you feel uncomfortable if you don't go out? Where have you been?"

"I just can't sleep and go for a walk." After careful consideration, she didn't plan to tell Yan Song about Zongshan. "Anyway, I'm in good health now. I promise I won't drag you down."

As she walked on the Qiongguan Road, the lanterns during the day were still hanging. She found more and more that the night was getting dark, and it seemed that she could no longer see through the puzzles in the darkness.

It started with the little god in a yellow coat. She finally got some clues, but Zongshan was suddenly completely destroyed. Not only did the clues disappear, but she was also accused of massacre. She had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure it out.

After walking for a long time, she found that Yan Song had not left yet, and she couldn't help but said helplessly: "I'm just walking around on Qiongguan Road, you don't want to supervise me to this extent, you are really interesting to stay up in the middle of the night to keep an eye on me.

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After saying that, she deliberately increased her steps, but Little Yama followed her. The moonlight was very dark, casting a few mottled spots on the ground. Yan Song stood with his hands behind his back, and his black body seemed to be hidden in the mottled spots.

Zi Mo couldn't see his expression clearly, but she felt that Yan Song also had something on his mind, otherwise he wouldn't have been standing on Qiongguan Road in the middle of the night. He couldn't have come to intercept her on purpose.

Yan Song followed her slowly without saying a word. She couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking about?"

Yan Song looked at her and said, "I find you are quite different."

"What's different?" she asked happily.

"It's a lot to take care of." Yan Song glanced at her and walked straight past her.

A basin of cold water was poured down on her. Just now, she was really out of her mind and thought that the little King of Hell would tell her his true feelings. Fortunately for her, she still expected it, but the Little King of Hell couldn't say anything good at all, so she chased after him resentfully.


Chapter completed!