Chapter 820

The spring rain is drizzling and the night wind is boundless.

A swordsman in a hat and coir raincoat walked alone in the winding mountain road.

The night was dark and the wind was high. The pattering rain hit the branches and leaves, making a rustling sound. The swaying branches on the roadside were like countless evil spirits opening their teeth and claws, ready to bite people at any time.

The swordsman looked up and felt a little bored.

The rain had been raining for three days, but it was getting worse and worse. It didn't mean to stop at all, which completely disturbed his good interest in sightseeing.

This man is He Xie. He has been down the mountain for seven days.

At night in the deep mountains, you can't see your fingers. Coupled with the high mist, the visibility is very low, but it can't block He Xie's line of sight.

His eyes glittered with gold. Looking around, he found that there was a dark building at the foot of the mountain, just like an ancient wild animal, crawling there quietly.

"Seems to be a villa?" He Xie smiled, "well, let's have a rest. It's hard at night. I've hit many ghosts all the way. It's time to stop all night."

He didn't know whether to say he was lucky or not. He came out for seven days and met ghosts six nights. Today is the seventh night.

Fortunately, after he had completed his spell cultivation, he had no actual combat except to compete with Yan Chixia. It was not too troublesome to take those ghosts to practice his hands.

The villa seems to have been abandoned for some years. The gate is rotten and overgrown with weeds. Some vines climb all over the peripheral wall, which looks gloomy.

He yeyi is a brave expert. Naturally, he doesn't care about these. He releases his divine consciousness and immediately senses that there is a lot of blood running in the villa.

He Xie was slightly surprised that someone was there?

And many people.

Not only that, the ancient house is full of Yin, and obviously there are some unclean things.

But these unclean things are in front, and those people seem to live in the backyard, but they are completely clear and do not disturb each other.

He Xie thought deeply. He stepped forward and patted the door panel.

Unexpectedly, the door panel suddenly fell to the ground with a gentle pat.

He Xie's face moved and his body swept back.

The next moment, countless bats and birds swarmed out of the house and disappeared in the rainy night.

"Interesting." He Xie smiled and felt that this scene was inexplicably familiar.

It is obvious that there are so many resident birds and bats in the front house, which is caused by no one all the year round, but the door panel will fall down with a touch, but it is absolutely man-made. Otherwise, what can be done to protect the wind and rain?

It was blown down by the wind.

"People live in the backyard, but the door is equipped with a mechanism for warning..." He Xie thought and walked into the ancient house at will. As soon as he entered the door, he saw eight coffins in two rows.

This scene was more familiar, and he felt that the group of people living in the backyard had begun to move quickly, and he Xie was eight points sure in his heart.

"It seems that the plot of the second film is about to begin."

The Yin Qi in the ancient house was particularly strong. He Xie pinched the formula with one hand and immediately eight streamers shot at the eight coffins.

Bang bang!

The other seven streamers touched the coffin, but there was no response. Only the first coffin on the right hand in the second row made a banging sound.

He Xie's eyes immediately locked on the coffin, walked slowly, and saw the amulet pasted on the coffin at the first sight.

Now he Xie is no longer Xiuzhen Xiaobai. Naturally, he recognizes that this is a Zhenling talisman. The characters painted with cinnabar on it are blurred and difficult to distinguish, and the talisman paper is broken. Obviously, it has almost no effect.

He Xie came forward, directly took it off, opened the coffin, looked at it and tilted his mouth.

The stone corpse after the corpse change is really ugly.

The stone corpse woke up the moment he Xie took off the talisman. His eyes were like mung beans and looked at He Xie blankly.

"Then sleep with you. Don't come out if you have nothing to do." He Xie said faintly, slammed the coffin again, and probed around with his negative hand.

The front hall was very dilapidated and rotten. It leaked rain everywhere. He Xie found a wing room that could barely shelter from the wind and rain, paved a straw mat, took out a wet blanket from the package and dried it with internal force.

Then he picked up a pile of firewood, lit the fire with a flame knife, took out the iron pot, a bottle of water and some ingredients he had been carrying, and prepared to boil a pot of soup for himself.

Bang, bang, Bang

A tall figure came to the door of the wing room and vomited Yin Qi. His green eyes looked at He Xie.

He Xie looked up at it and took out a rune to stimulate it slightly.

"Come on, go back!"

The stone corpse trembled, was silent, turned away, slept back in the coffin, and closed the lid of the coffin.

Half an hour later, he Xie glanced back at the hospital and then drank soup.

I don't know when the rain has stopped outside, but there is a wind.

The wind sobbed, like a cry, especially penetrating.

Suddenly, a white shadow floated in front of he evil door.

He Xie didn't even look.

Hoo.

The white shadow floated back.

He Xie was still unconscious.

After stopping a little, the white shadow staggered and stopped at the door of the wing room.

Her limbs twisted strangely, her face covered with black hair, and she stood there silently.

"It tastes good." He Xie sighed heartily after drinking the last mouthful of soup.

He put down the pot and lay down on the floor with his legs crossed.

The white shadow was stiff, silent and retreated from the door.

He Xie's mouth curled up a trace of radian.

Bai Ying quietly withdrew from the wing room and went straight to the backyard. There were more than a dozen people in white and masked waiting for her there.

"Sister, why is there nothing?" A small man in white came forward and asked in a low voice, which was pleasant and light.

Bai Ying shook her head and said reluctantly, "this man's eyes are a little bad. I shake around in front of him. He just can't see it."

"Ah?"

All the people in white were stunned.

"Then drive him away or kill him!" A man in white suggested.

"You can't kill innocent people indiscriminately!" The girl just called "sister" hurriedly said, "why don't we scare him again? Get closer to him this time. "

Bai Ying thought for a moment, nodded and said, "scare him away. If we directly drive him away, it will be bad if he leaks the news. If he is allowed to stay, dad will be involved if he comes at this time."

"Young lady, you are just too kind." Someone sighed.

Although they tried to speak in a low voice, they couldn't hide it from He Xie's ears.

He Xie smiled. The two sisters were kind-hearted.

Ten minutes later, the roof of the wing room suddenly "roared" and collapsed into several big holes. Then several people in white fell from the holes, hung in the air and floated around. Their faces were pale and their tongues stretched out.

He Xie still didn't move and didn't even move his eyes.

Several people in white vomited their tongues for a while. Seeing that he Xie was still motionless, they couldn't help looking at each other.

Doesn't look blind?