On a hilltop, three figures appeared along the sunlight. Under the sunlight, the three figures made it difficult to see the details.
"Brother, there is a town ahead, and there seem to be people there." Wang Qizheng pointed to a town below and said.
Looking down from a high place, you can see the whole town clearly. It is not comparable to the villages we encountered before. It is a big town.
They stayed up all night and kept on going until now, and then they discovered this big town.
"Let's go."
Song Yin glanced at the town in front of him, jumped up, picked up the yellow wind, fell directly from the height, and rushed towards the town.
There are no city walls or fences in this town, and naturally there are no gatekeepers. The buildings in the town are not arranged in such a hierarchical manner. There are large houses and bungalows, and there are also shops around. But the strange thing is.
No one.
At this time, the town was unusually quiet. As Song Yin and the others approached, they could only see that the doors and windows of every house were closed. The streets were empty, not even garbage, and they were very clean.
Even a deserted village would still leave something with a breath of life behind, but this town was as clean as if it had been licked.
"Yes! Just as the immortal said, it's the wind!" The person inside the door said in surprise.
"Second Junior Brother?" Song Yin looked over.
Song Yin shook his head, then looked back at a house with closed doors and windows, walked forward and knocked on the door: "Fellow, open the door."
Anyone?
"Yes, who is it?"
Zhang Fei
"Senior brother, they should be talking about 'Ghost Wind'. This is the medicinal material we want."
Zhang Feixuan said: "That Guifeng likes this, but it is not a 'ghost', but a 'weird'. Its body is a swirling wind, but the strangeness is here."
"Great Immortal, this is Huren Town. Let's go quickly. There's a monster here, and many people have fled." A voice came from inside the door.
Behind them, with the doors and windows closed, there is a complete building.
Wang Qizheng looked at the clean street and tsked: "Half the town was wiped out. I have never seen it before."
Following Song Yin's words, the two of them subconsciously looked over there, and saw an inexplicable black evil in the sky, swirling there, and burst into the town in an instant.
Song Yin shook his head and said to the door: "Fellow, we are here to get rid of the monsters. What kind of monsters are there, what are their characteristics, and where are they? Just tell us."
Zhang Feixuan shook his folding fan, glanced around, and said, "Another deserted place? Everyone has fled?"
"Third Junior Brother"
If it was just Gui Feng, they would be relieved.
With that said, he walked away from the building, came to the center of the street, and said, "Keep talking."
But senior brother cannot be mistaken.
It doesn't matter if it's not a big monster. It doesn't eat people. It will dissipate by itself when it's rolled up enough. No matter how big it is, it will dissipate.
Song Yin glanced at him, somewhat unhappy.
The wind quickly passed through half of the town, swirling on the ground, and reached the closed houses.
Zhang Fei
At this time, Song Yin looked forward, "No need to guess, you will know just by looking at it."
"Brother, the ghost wind is originally a wind generated when mortals worship the dead. It itself represents the demands of the dead, so it will sweep away paper money and the like. It also likes to follow people behind and sweep people away and throw them away.
I haven't heard of anything falling down, but I've never heard of the ghost wind being able to sweep up half the town." Zhang Feixuan said.
As they moved forward, the doors of those buildings were wide open, and some even had no doors. The houses were even more empty. Except for a few wooden furniture, it was as clean as the street, with nothing else.
It was obviously the wind, but there was no sound when it blew. Even if it rolled the building, it did not move the wooden tables and chairs that were left behind. It was quiet.
Wang Qizheng said unhappily: "Hey, my senior brother wants to talk to you with good intentions, why don't you open the door!"
"Cultivation, Taoist. Great Immortal?"
"this"
"The Immortal misunderstood me. If I were a real Immortal, I would definitely have opened my small door long ago. Either because I don't want to, or because I really can't. The monster is unpredictable. It often imitates human voices and asks people to open the door, but once it is leaked,
Open the window, and the monster turns into the wind and comes in. It neither kills nor eats people, but the wind is so strong that all the belongings in the house are swept away, leaving nothing behind."
"Senior brother, let me come!"
Song Yin didn't say anything, and continued to move forward, past these buildings with closed doors and windows, and arrived at the center of the town.
Zhang Feixuan nodded: "It's indeed strange. The ghost wind is a spirit. It doesn't hurt people, and even mortals can't detect it. But it can sweep up half the town."
Just like ants, you won't think anything when you see one, and you won't have any reaction when you see a nest. But if you see an overwhelming ant colony occupying half of the town, then nothing will happen.
Wang Qi was rolling up his sleeves, his open chest bulging, and he stepped forward to knock down the broken wooden door with one punch.
Wang Qizheng took a step back and smiled: "Brother, I'm just unhappy."
"Why don't you open the door yet?!"
Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qi Zhengtong were both stunned. There seemed to be no one around them.
He pursed his lips and continued: "This ghost wind usually appears in those homes where there are few sacrifices, and it is not always born. There are no big festivals recently. Even if someone has something like the first seven years
The ghost wind generated by the festival is also very small and will dissipate quickly. I have never heard that the ghost wind will last for a long time."
The voice inside the door was obviously surprised. The door shook, as if it was trying to open the door, but soon other sounds came from inside and stopped the door.
The locations of the vendors on the street are also very strange. There are a few vertical wooden poles, which look like they are used to support the sheds, but the shed cloth is obviously missing. The ground is clean, but there are some wooden boards left here.
Song Yin said with a smile: "Fellow fellow, I am a monk from Jinxian Sect, specializing in slaying demons and exterminating demons. I dare to ask where this is and what happened, so that you can't come out."
Including the door of the house where Song Yin was knocking, no matter how hard he knocked, there was still no sound.
What's even more strange is that according to the mortals inside the door, the ghost wind can trick people into opening the door and then sweep away things.
Can a spirit become a spirit again?
This black evil wind divided into several strands and instantly penetrated into those empty buildings with their doors wide open, where they kept rolling.
"Fellow, open the door."
Song Yin suppressed his words and bowed his hands towards the wooden door: "Okay, sorry for bothering my fellow countrymen."
"Ah, is it a ghost wind? That's strange."
But in the current situation, this ghost trend has obviously existed for a long time, and as a result, the news has spread around, and only then some people have fled.
knock knock
Inexplicably, when the wind swept over them, there was a sudden knocking sound on those doors and windows.
Zhang Feixuan was a little confused, "You ran away and took everything with you?"
"The great immortal came here and saw that the outside is cleaner than a dog licking. Except for the wood, it didn't want anything, and everything else was swept away by it. Many people have fled because of this. We really don't want to leave our hometown, so we
Stayed."
At this moment, there was a rustling sound inside the door, followed by a weak voice.
It's like being visited by some bandits.
"It's me, it's me."
"Your grandpa is back."
"Open the door quickly, I am the immortal you are worshiping!"
Countless voices mixed together and resounded in this town.