Early the next morning, Wei Yang got up and yawned, looking less energetic than yesterday.
After all, observing with spiritual eyes for several hours in a row is mentally draining and mentally depleting.
Although I fell into a deep sleep after coming back, I was still a little tired and it was estimated that I would need to sleep for a few hours to fully recover.
However, early in the morning, Wei Yang was woken up by Uncle An knocking on the door and informing him that something was going on downstairs.
After briefly washing up, Wei Yang went downstairs and was shocked to find that there were more than a dozen people downstairs, half of whom he knew, having met them yesterday.
Among them were the slightly ashamed Zhao Tiantian, the charming woman with a pale face, and the ruthless big man.
What situation is this?
I saw Uncle An talking on the phone with a serious expression.
Wei Yang didn't ask any questions and stood in a corner, waiting silently.
Soon, Uncle An put down his phone and looked at the crowd.
"I'm sorry for disturbing everyone's sleep, but things are serious now, and everyone still needs to listen carefully, because we are all trapped."
"Boss, what do you mean by that? What's wrong with you? We're doing so well, could it be that the end is coming and the zombies are coming?" A little fat man couldn't help but sneer.
Uncle An said: "You will see it when you go out. Now outside the town, white fog is filling the air. This white fog is ghost fog. It comes from the Qilian Mountains and covers an unknown area around us. Lanxi Town is also covered.
in."
What?
When everyone heard this, they were shocked.
Even the big man and the charming woman have solemn expressions.
Although most people rushed out and ran out to check the situation.
Wei Yang didn't leave, and waited for the others to run out, then he looked at Uncle An and said, "Uncle, what's going on? It's so good, why is there white mist? And why is it called ghost mist?"
Uncle An looked helpless: "This is a message left by our ancestors. To be honest, I used to think it was all a legend. But today before dawn, my brother called me and told me about Guiwu and that he was a
When a friend went to buy goods, I thought it was morning fog, but I haven't been able to contact him yet. In addition, there are many people missing and I can't contact him, so I knew it was ghost fog."
"The message left by our ancestors? Has ghost mist ever appeared here before?" Wei Yang asked curiously.
Uncle An nodded: "That was a long time ago. It is recorded in the parchment left by our ancestors that the ghost mist is a carnival of demons and ghosts in the Qilian Mountains. Anyone who breaks into the ghost mist will not be able to come back and will never see anyone alive.
No body will be seen after death.”
"In the records, the ghost fog appeared twice. Each time, the ghost fog would permeate the air for seven days and seven nights. After that, the ghost fog would disappear automatically. Therefore, as long as we are in the town and don't run around, we can wait until the ghost fog dissipates.
Free to come and go."
Wei Yang raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and said, "Uncle, can you show me your ancestor's parchment scrolls?"
Uncle An smiled and said: "Of course, you come with me."
After saying that, he entered the next room.
After a while, he came out with an ancient parchment scroll in his hand.
Wei Yang unfolded it and looked at it.
To be honest, I don’t recognize most of the characters, but I do recognize a few of them. They are the small seal script of the year, as well as the numbers.
Wei Yang asked Uncle An to interpret it for him.
After a moment, Wei Yang smiled: "Thank you uncle, I understand. Then just wait for seven days. Anyway, nothing will happen in the town."
Uncle An said: "That's good. I'm mainly worried about someone running around, so I'd like to remind you."
After that, Uncle An chased him out and tried to persuade other guests.
Wei Yang returned to his room, lay down and continued to sleep.
I slept until noon.
Wei Yang woke up feeling refreshed, stretched his waist, and felt his muscles and bones roaring.
“Comfortable!”
Wei Yang looked satisfied.
After a simple wash, Wei Yang originally wanted to get something to eat from Yue Ling.
But after a pause, Wei Yang gave up, then left the room and went downstairs.
In the living room downstairs, a group of people were surrounded, most of them were playing with their mobile phones, and a few others were chatting.
But no one seemed panicked.
Obviously, although the white fog is strange, at least it does not cover the town.
As long as you survive seven days, it's just a seven-day quarantine. It doesn't matter if your life is not harmed.
Saw Wei Yang appear.
The strong man and the charming woman looked over.
Wei Yang ignored him, but looked at Uncle An and said, "Uncle, is there anything to eat?"
Uncle An smiled and said: "There is food. There are boiled eggs, mutton soup, and steamed buns in the restaurant. I have my brother's food stored here. Everyone can eat it. We can't finish it in seven days."
"Thank you very much."
Wei Yang smiled and went to the small restaurant next door.
This hotel is not small, with four floors and a large courtyard on the first floor.
Uncle An looked shabby in his clothes, but for the yard, it was obvious that he was not short of money.
I took two steamed buns, a bowl of mutton soup, and an egg.
Wei Yang started eating at the table.
I was enjoying my meal when suddenly several people sat down in front of me.
When I looked up, I saw a strong man and a charming woman, not far behind them, followed by Zhao Tiantian, standing timidly.
Wei Yang smiled: "You haven't eaten either? Go and serve it quickly, the soup is still hot."
"Wei Zaichuan, it was my fault for peeping last night. I apologize to you. But in this situation, doesn't Wei Zaichuan have any ideas?" the charming woman said with a smile.
Wei Yang said: "What do you think?"
The seductive woman said: "This white mist, it's so strange. We've checked it and it's just ordinary white mist. But when you go deeper, there will be a weird sound in the white mist that disturbs people's minds and makes people lose their mind easily."
consciousness."
"It's so scary, then just stay here and wait for rescue." Wei Yang said with a scared look on his face.
"Wei Zaizhuan, what are you pretending to be? You probably just saw the boss's ancestral parchment before us." The strong man couldn't help it anymore and asked with a sneer.
Wei Yang said: "I saw it, so what?"
"Now that you've seen it, you should also be able to tell that this white mist appears only once every thousand years, and this time is the third time."
"In other words, this white mist has started to appear since Lord Cangyun disappeared, but it only happens once every one thousand years. Don't you have any doubts about this?" asked the charming woman.
Wei Yang said: "What do you mean, this white mist is related to Cangyun Fazang?"
"Yes, I even think that the appearance of such white mist is a sign that the real Cangyun Dazang will appear."
Wei Yang suddenly realized: "So, in the past three thousand years, countless people have been pursuing it, but they are all wrong? The Cangyun Dharma Tibetan is hidden in the invisible. It will only appear once after a thousand years of rotation. This time is the opportunity?"
"More than this, even this time, we have to enter the white mist in advance. Otherwise, if we come in from the outside, we may never find Cangyun Stream."
Wei Yang smiled and said: "You are so smart, you can think of all this, but you also said that there is a problem with Bai Wu, it will disturb people's minds, I don't dare to take risks with my body."
The seductive woman said: "Wei Zaizhuan, why bother? The current situation is special. One more person will bring more strength. We cooperated and got the Cangyun Fa Zang. We will share the things we find equally. What do you think?"
Wei Yang shook his head: "Not very good."
The seductive woman frowned: "Wei Zaizhuan, we know that you are powerful, but if you don't cooperate, you are alone and don't even have the golden elixir cultivation level. I'm afraid you will miss the opportunity."
Wei Yang smiled: "Why do you think I am here just for Cangyun Fazang?"
"Isn't it?" The strong man sneered, his tone a bit sarcastic.
Wei Yang said: "That's right, yes."
Everyone was speechless.
What are you talking about?
"But I prefer to be alone." Wei Yang bared his teeth.
"Oh, Wei Zaizhuan, I'm afraid you have bad teeth and can't swallow it." The strong man retorted.
Wei Yang said: "It's okay. I only said that I like to swallow it alone, but I didn't say that I must eat it. Anyway, I can't eat it, and the food is still there. Wait a thousand years later, and my descendants will eat it again. In this way, descendants,
It’s endless.”
The strong man was also speechless.
Why the hell do you think this is just a fool's errand to move mountains? You will have endless descendants, and you are the only one.
But my companion was miserable last night.
My asshole tightened when I saw it.
He could only argue with Wei Yang for a few words and let him take action. The strong man was also a little timid.
Mainly because of the curse cast by Wei Yang, it was too scary and weird.
If you curse yourself more harshly than your companions and poop yourself to death, it would be really embarrassing and you would die in peace.