She didn't have to worry about other places, but there was only one place she couldn't care about.
The Burial Forest is a place sealed in history. No one can visit it, and no one knows about it except the people of Yin.
Because it emerged from the Yin people and was a natural chasm of life and death hidden by the Yin people.
Did Yin Min leak the location, or was it found?
Zhan Changfeng had no way of knowing, so he could only put this issue aside for now. The news of the Yin Dynasty's accident had already reached the burial forest, and someone would come to pick her up soon, so we could explore it later.
However, these golden leaves are interesting. They are not damaged by water or fire. Even her internal strength cannot damage them at all.
Zhan Changfeng studied in his room all day and went out for a walk in the evening.
At that time, the guards built two bonfires in the open space in the front yard. After sorting out the game they had hunted outside, they made soup and barbecued the meat.
These rough guys don't know how to cook fine dishes. To be able to do so is already considered excellent.
Zhan Changfeng had eaten some before, and because of her poor health, she really couldn't enjoy it with the people, so she didn't go there and just stood on the porch from a distance, looking at the locust tree in the courtyard.
The branches and leaves of this locust tree are extremely lush, half of it is reflected by the red bonfire, and the other half is dim, and the sound of men drinking and eating meat makes it even more gloomy and bleak.
There are ninety-nine and eighty-one yellow ribbons tied to the tree, and each streamer has a symbol drawn with red cinnabar, which is not clear in the night.
Zhan Changfeng knew that these yellow ribbons were the method of the long-bearded Taoist, but she had not learned any magic from him and did not know much about this aspect.
She lowered her head and smoothed the creases on her sleeves. When her vision dimmed, Ling Si stood in front of her.
"how?"
Ling Si tensed up and whispered: "It's coming."
Zhan Changfeng turned around from behind him and saw a figure under the locust tree, who looked very much like her.
Imitation?
Zhan Changfeng jumped up to the railing in one step, raised his hand and drew out the sword from Lingsi's arms, and stabbed the figure!
"Your Highness!"
The guards also noticed the movement here, and when they looked up, they were all startled.
What is that ghostly shadow under the tree?!
He is actually a scarecrow of equal height!
A blood-red seam formed a jagged mouth, and a pair of eyes were hollow and strange.
It is extremely flexible. Zhan Changfeng didn't stab it with his first sword, and she was not in a hurry. She changed the thrust with her second sword and grazed the scarecrow.
Her sword was made of a meteorite from the sky, and it was as sharp as clay. It was enough that it was not broken into pieces by such a brush, and it didn't even leave a mark.
Zhan Changfeng raised the corners of his lips. It was just a pile of straw, but it was so tenacious. It was really interesting.
Secret excitement burst from the bottom of her heart, and she did not hold back any more. Each sword was stronger than the other, and the sound of cracking the air could be heard everywhere.
in the woods
Wong Tai Sin's face was pale and sweating profusely. Hey, he didn't meet anyone of the same kind, but he met a crazy swordsman.
Damn, you will be punished for being so disrespectful to ghosts and gods. Huang Taixian's eyes popped out, and he tried his best to activate the spell, "Get out of here!"
The scarecrow's strength increased sharply, and the fist that fell to the ground after passing by her made a crater.
The guards were on alert and would surround him when the situation was bad.
Zhan Changfeng shouted back, stretched out his long sword, and raised the jar of sesame oil. The jar was thrown high, and the sesame oil poured out. The sword slashed through the oil and fire, and the flames were arrogant.
She holds a flaming sword in both hands, and she is as powerful as a powerful sword. She can kill with one strike!
The neck of the scarecrow planted on the ground was stained with sparks, and a dark fire spread.
The head rolled to the side, facing upward, with two eyes tilted to one side.
Zhan Changfeng realized from the beginning that these were real eyes, and he didn't know what kind of magic they were. Isn't it against humanity?
"puff!"
The puppet was broken, and Wong Tai Sin, who was connected to it, also spat out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth and said, "Good boy!"
Wong Tai Sin became cruel and reached out to touch his lips. His index finger was stained with blood. He took out a magic charm with his other hand and wrote a curse with his finger as a pen.
The cold wind blows and the grass and trees weep.
A cold feeling ran down Wong Tai Sin's back, as if something was standing behind him, watching him.
He knew that he could not look back, so he said respectfully: "I am a poor man, please help me. I will decide a person's life or death. I am willing to donate half of my essence and blood."
"Jie Jie, this is not your decision."
A pair of scarlet eyes burst out in the black mist, and his figure was like an arrow splitting through the forest, passing through the door wall, and instantly piercing the body of the man holding the sword!
"Hahaha, this kind of strength is worthy of my action!" The black mist danced wildly, and the yellow belt on the locust tree shook suddenly, "Hey, there are still resentful ghosts sealed here, Jiejie, please wake up all of them, hahaha!"
Black mist covered the locust trees, yellow ribbons flew away, and dark clouds gathered in the sky like thick ink pouring towards the mansion.
The wind howled, and screams and cries that seemed far away filled the space.
Zhan Changfeng stood with her sword standing, her face was pale, and her whole body was crumbling. She raised her hand to cover the blood hole in her abdomen, but the blood hole was so big that it seemed as if half of her body had been bitten off along her waistline. No matter how she covered it,
The intestines and spleen will flow out along with the blood flow.
The last yellow ribbon was taken off, and hundreds of ghosts howled. After smelling the blood, the ghosts lost their minds and all rushed towards Zhan Changfeng!
The guards could not see her form, but they could feel the strong malice and invisible power. When they saw Zhan Changfeng again, they were all extremely sad. They were determined to die and formed a battle formation to protect her in the center.
Internal force urges, using the vitality of the person to counteract the death force of the dead, the blood evil force of the soldier forcefully resists the evil spirit of the resentful ghost.
These resentful ghosts are all crazy and unconscious, like a group of mad dogs. The black mist stands high in admiration, and the vegetation and rubble tremble with its laughter.
Suddenly it saw an interesting scene. A resentful ghost swallowed up its own kind without realizing it. Every time it swallowed one, its eyes became clearer and its body became more solid.
When it finished swallowing all nine, it transformed into a young man, dressed in blue and wearing a jade crown, handsome and handsome, like a handsome young man.
"Who are you?" The male ghost looked directly into the black mist. Although he was a ghost, his face was upright.
Hei Wu cheered up, a little unbelievable, "The resentment in you is actually receding on its own. Who are you!"
"It's my turn to ask you this," the male ghost snorted coldly, "The dead souls of the Nine Netherworlds have also come to cause harm to the human world."
The male ghost made a seal with his hand, and a golden light hit the black mist.
The black mist dissipated and gathered together again in an instant. When he spoke again, his voice was much weaker, but he still couldn't hide his ridicule: "Jie Jie, it turns out that he is a high disciple of Taishang Demon Slayer Sect, and he died tragically in this mansion!"
"Evil!" The male ghost looked solemn and chanted a curse.
Heiwu laughed: "You are just a ghost now. Even if you were capable when you were alive, how much can you do now!"
The scarlet eyes reveal a greedy look, and the black mist rolls toward the male ghost overwhelmingly. The souls of these people who were destined to be immortals during their lifetimes are greatly tonic.
Just as the black mist surrounded the male ghost, a golden light flew out from the backyard room, piercing the black mist and causing a burst of heart-rending screams.
This golden light fell on the male ghost's hand, revealing his appearance.
It was actually the nine golden leaves that Zhan Changfeng found.
At this moment, in addition to the mountains and rivers of the land of China, mysterious ancient characters also appeared on the gold leaves.
"Hmph, if Jin Ce hadn't been left here, you would have become lawless." The male ghost chanted the magic formula, and the ancient words were confused, and he rushed towards the black mist, each word was like a mountain, and the black mist dispersed in all directions.
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"Wait for you!" Scarlet Eyes showed panic and ran away.