Chapter 829

The little girl held by fanyinqing looked at situ Mo with a trace of contempt.

Situ Mo turned a blind eye and didn't see it.

Soon, led by the little girl, a group of people came to a village downstream of the yellow spring.

There are special boundaries here, like isolation from the world.

There is also a small bridge extending from the outside to the village.

"This bridge seems to have been for many years. Walking on it, there is an artistic conception of ancient vicissitudes."

Sanskrit clear path.

"Hee hee, sister, this bridge is called between life and death. It is the earliest magic weapon born in the land of the yellow spring."

"Magic weapon?"

"Yes, between life and death, we can convert the living and the dead."

"If the living walk across this bridge, only the soul will be left. If the dead walk across this bridge, they can have the body. All these are given by life and death."

"The living man passed by, leaving only his soul. Doesn't it say that the man is going to die?" The Sanskrit voice is clear and suspicious.

"No, don't worry, sister. It's just limited by this magic weapon. For the time being, you can't see your body. This magic weapon has no power."

"It's more like it's convenient for people to communicate with ghosts."

"When you cross the bridge and I pass by, you will be in the same state as me. Let's go, sister. I'll take you to meet the people in the village."

"They are all conscious." The little girl was happy. Sanskrit Yin Qing looked at the ancient bridge corridor and the little girl.

"This child is still so young and has lost his parents. He has become a ghost. It's also very sad. Let's spend more time with her and go in and have a look."

Fanyinqing wanted to get on the bridge and was held by situ mo.

"It's all here. You'd better not go in. Anyway, you've done everything you can."

"I've made up my mind. Don't stop me."

With that, he shook off situ Mo's hand and stepped onto the bridge between life and death. With the light on it, he could only see the soul state of Sanskrit sound.

Fanyinqing was slightly stunned. He really became a spiritual body. After getting off the bridge, he took the little girl's hand and went deep.

Situ Mo smiled bitterly, "this woman is sometimes too stubborn."

This is obviously a trap, but I have to go in.

"Three elders, how can I feel that you are not worried at all?" Situ Mo looked at the three elders and looked as if he had nothing to do.

The three elders smiled, "if you come, you will be at ease."

"Besides, with situ wusheng, these ghosts should be nothing?"

Situ Mo shook his head and didn't know what to say.

"This bridge is strange!"

Fanyinqing has gone in with the little girl. The three come together. Naturally, they have to go together. We can't just watch fanyinqing have an accident.

But you have to prepare before you go in.

He quickly engraved the golden light curse on the three elders and his eyebrows.

Golden light mantra is one of the hundreds of millions of skills obtained in previous lives. It is inherited as the Taoist school.

Taoism is also one of the five Yuanshi sects in the fairy world.

He is second to none in dealing with ghosts and spirits.

When they were ready, situ Mo and his wife could only see their own souls when they passed between life and death, and then came to the village.

Fanyinqing was playing with the little girl now. She looked very comfortable. Seeing situ Mo still came in, she couldn't help turning her mouth.

"I thought some people were so timid that they didn't dare to come in."

Situ Mo grabbed her hand and fixed her soul.

Fanyin Qing shouted, "situ Mo, what are you going to do?"

At the moment, although both of them are in a state of soul, situ Mo's feeling of grasping her hand is very real, which reminds her of the last time in Xianzang.

Situ Mo untied his clothes and healed his wounds.

"Difficult or not, situ Mo entered the small village and suddenly became very angry."

"Have any unreasonable thoughts about yourself."

Sanskrit Yinqing blushed, and there was a trace of anger in her eyes. She bit her silver teeth and wanted to scold angrily. Situ Mo sealed her mouth again.

In the center of his eyebrows, a golden light disappeared into the body of Sanskrit Yin Qing, which was the golden light mantra just now.

With situ Mo's strength and divine sense, he is the greatest restraint against these ghosts. He can't use the golden light mantra, which is prepared for Sanskrit Yin Qing.

This was almost completed in an instant. After that, situ Mo untied the body fixing technique of Sanskrit Yin Qing.

"Pa!" As soon as he untied it, Sanskrit Yinqing slapped situ mo.

"You rascal." Sanskrit sounds are breathless.

Situ Mo was a little depressed. He looked at the woman and almost didn't leave on the spot.

The great Immortal Emperor was beaten again. The last time he was in the secret realm, he was also this woman. This time, he was still this woman.

Is it really easy to bully me?

The three elders smiled awkwardly, "forget it, situ wusheng and Sanskrit Yinqing are just children. Their mind is too simple. Don't worry about her."

After hearing the words of the three elders, fanyinqing was angry, "three elders, do you think it's my fault?"

"He wants to bully me. How can he casually hold other girls' hands."

Seeing situ Mo's face, he didn't want to talk. Sanskrit Yin Qing was even more angry. "If you feel unconvinced, you can fight. I'm not afraid of you."

She also knew that situ Mo would not really hit her, so she was so confident.

There is a saying that once a woman catches your weakness, she will find it easy to be led by the nose.

Situ Mo didn't want to pester her any more. He said, "wait a minute, you'll cry."

Without him, he looked carefully just now. After coming to this village, the strength of the dead here can no longer be hidden.

These people are either pretending to be old men selling oil, playing chess, or fortune telling.

It looks like a busy place, more like a secular street.

It's just that all this is illusory.

The dead spirit of the fortune teller stopped situ Mo, "Sir, are you from outside, fortune teller?"

Situ Mo sat down and said, "count."

"Are you measuring words or looking at your face?"

"Then measure the words."

"Please write."

Situ Mo drew a fierce character on the table with his aura.

"It's interesting. My guest, it's fierce."

"If you have anything to say, you can say it directly."

"This fierce character should be disassembled to solve. The two strokes on it, like people, can be regarded as two knives."

"When a man meets two knives and coincides with them, it is wrong. The wrong in ancient books means disaster, man and double knives. The meaning is very simple. It is inevitable to escape."

Situ Mo snorted coldly, "you can decipher. What about the lower part?"

The old man said with a smile, "that's even simpler. The lower half is like a pond, surrounded by people, which means a turtle in a jar."

"It's a turtle in a jar. It's doomed." The old man's eyes twinkled.