Chapter 678

Looking at the black coffin under the locust tree, mu Qingxiao looked as usual. He walked under the locust tree and gently pushed the coffin cover open, revealing a pale face.

One of them was a man, pale as paper, without a trace of blood color. He looked at the sky with his eyes open, looking like he was dying in peace.

If ordinary people saw this scene, they would have been scared of their legs.

"What a strong Yin Qi. There is no trace of Yang Qi left in the vein. Has it been consumed by something?"

After that, mu Qingxiao glanced at the top of Bishan mountain, looked at the old village head and said, "old village head, can you tell me about Zixian villa?"

As soon as the words fell, the old village head's body trembled fiercely, and his pupils were full of fear: "from... From leisure villa!"

It was decades ago. In the past, Bishan was as prosperous as other places. It was not isolated from the world as it is now.

In Zixian villa on the top of Bishan mountain, the Ye family is a respected family here, but on the night of decades ago, all the men, women, old and young in the villa were slaughtered.

At this point, the old village head sighed and recalled the past.

"Since then, the villages around Bishan have moved away, but the residents of Cuiping village are reluctant to leave. They can only take root and build a village at the foot of the mountain. Finally, Bishan has become a random burial post, which is gradually forgotten."

Hearing the speech, mu Qingxiao was slightly stunned. If it was just so, why did the old village head show a look of fear just now.

"Has the old village head ever been to the mountain?"

The old village head wanted to stop talking and had no choice but to tell the truth.

"When I was young, I went there and saw some bad things. After I went down the mountain, I was seriously ill. Since then, I dare not go up, and the villagers are strictly forbidden to go up."

Mu Qingxiao certainly knew what the old village head meant.

Having a general understanding of the whole thing, mu Qingxiao smiled and said, "the old village head can rest assured that the village will soon return to its former appearance."

"Thank you, immortal."

After that, the old village head said again, "immortal is going up the mountain? I'll send someone to guide you. The hunters in the village are very familiar with this mountain forest."

"Good."

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"Immortal, the front is the range of Zixian villa. The village head told us that we villagers can't go up, so we can only send you here."

On the dark mountain path, two figures stood in it. The talking young man was wearing clothes made of animal skin and a long sword on his back. He was the son of a local hunter.

"OK, you go back."

The mountain path had long been covered by vegetation and thorns, and there was no trace at all. The hunter's son led the way, which saved him a lot of time.

When the young man kept running down the mountain, mu Qingxiao turned and walked to the top of the mountain.

According to his judgment, the young people who died in the village may be related to Zixian villa on the mountain, in which there are many demons and ghosts, which is unusual.

Walking along the mountain path, the lush branches and leaves of the trees make it extremely dark. The light of the sun can't shine in at all, and the more upward, the more Yin Qi is.

Through the mountain path, you come to the top of Bishan mountain. Here is a huge ground. The whole mountain seems to be flattened by a sword.

Moreover, the whole mountain top was shrouded in a strange haze.

Standing at the end of the road, I saw a looming and dilapidated house.

The house has been washed away by wind and rain, some walls and houses have been washed down, and the steps are covered with moss.

"This is..."

At this time, mu Qingxiao looked at the mossy ladder, on which there were countless footprints. Just glancing at the footprints, he probably understood the context of the matter.

The footprints on the moss are clear. Three men have been here recently, just like the three men who died in Cuiping village.

As for the purpose, there is no need to investigate.

Looking around, the dilapidated houses, high walls and bare trees are particularly strange due to the impact of the environment.

Taking back his eyes, mu Qingxiao walked to Zixian villa.

"Creak -"

The subtle sound of opening the door is particularly clear in this silent environment.

When the gate of the house was opened, because no one lived inside for a long time, the yard was full of weeds. In the center, there was a stone paved road leading to the living room of the house.

The whole courtyard is full of desolate and gloomy atmosphere. From the layout of the house, Zixian villa is also a large family, and I'm afraid it also has a high status in the secular world.

When mu Qingxiao walked into the courtyard, the gate behind him was quietly closed,

At the moment when the gate of the courtyard was closed, a dark wind blew, accompanied by the sound of rustling, and the green and cold light in the weeds of the courtyard.

"Woo woo..."

Immediately, an inexplicable black cry sounded in the whole courtyard, like crying and sad.

"Demons, monsters and monsters don't know how to live or die."

Mu Qingxiao sneered, stopped, glanced at the weeds and jungle, waved it, and a terrible sword spirit swept out.

With the sword spirit sweeping out, the whole Bush was instantly devastated by the sword spirit, and there were sad screams.

After killing some lonely ghosts, mu Qingxiao walks to the courtyard living room to look for the female ghost Ye Chenxiang.

As a Jianghu child, ye Chenxiang is straightforward and informal. At the same time, she is also a pretty young lady. After meeting Jin Lei, she fell in love with him, and even became shy and timid for his temper.

In the event of a change of heart and death with resentment, the most intense love turns into the most penetrating hate, wandering in Zixian villa.

With great resentment, he still can't ascend to heaven after passing away for many years.

Mu Qingxiao is not interested in female ghosts, but the other half of Yuheng is on the young lady of Zixian villa, ye Chenxiang. If you find her, you can find Yuheng.

Follow the stone path in the courtyard, push open the door and come to the living room. Immediately, a smell of mildew came to my face.

Standing at the door, the line of sight sweeps around. The layout is still complete, but there is a thick layer of dust on the ground or on tables and chairs.

"Creak..."

Without hesitation, he stepped into the living room. The door behind him closed again. Mu Qingxiao's eyes coagulated. I don't know when a red skirt woman appeared on the porch a few meters away.

The woman in red dress has a beautiful appearance. No matter what she wears or dresses up, she is a lady of the family. The only drawback is her pale face.

Mu Qingxiao didn't think there were living people here. He glanced at her and said, "are you ye Chenxiang?"

"Cluck..."

The red skirt woman covered her mouth and smiled and said, "childe, is the little woman beautiful?"

"... I'm not interested in female ghosts, and put away your ghost art."

At the same time, a terrible pressure swept out of his body, enveloping the whole living room, including the porch.

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