Duan Xiao led Ling Xuanluo into an abandoned village, and chose a relatively intact Gan Lang style building, intending to rest in it for the night. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yunnan has a vast area, and where the two are currently going, the Wuman and the Baiman co-dominate, and the Kunming people mainly live. Ling Xuanluo was curious, how far could the former Daguang Kingdom be from the Kunming realm where they were now? Duan Xiao told him that the Daguang Kingdom was far away in Mengxi, about 700 kilometers away from Kunming.

The night in the deep mountains and old forests is silent and full of noise. Where the night breeze blows, the leaves rustle and sway in the cold moonlight.

From time to time, a few stars of green and white light flashed in the distance, and at a glance, it was impossible to tell whether it was a fallen firefly or the eyes of a beast.

In the mountains and forests, there are constantly terrifying howls, and if you listen carefully, you can tell which one is from the owl and which one is from the jackal, tiger and leopard. These birds and beasts are probably entrenched in their respective nests at the moment, and the movements that people outside the jungle feel at first glance are their mixed chorus.

In the dark night, all the sounds, lights, and shadows were mixed together, making this lonely small building fall into a terrifying atmosphere of ghosts, fires, and foxes.

In the middle of the hall of the bamboo building, there is a large, but full of holes in the bamboo mat. Ling Xuan Luo'an was sitting on the bamboo mat, closing his eyes and concentrating on breathing.

In the corner of the room near the corridor, Duan Xiao lit a row of candles. The candlelight was dim, and the wind passed through the hall from all sides, blowing the candle flame and swaying, and also affecting his elongated figure on the ground, swaying. Everything here is illusory and ephemeral by the night.

Duan Xiao stood in the open space in front of the bamboo tower, motionless and facing the distant mountains, as if listening to the mountain language.

The sound of leaves in the wind was originally chaotic, but for a moment, a few rhythms suddenly appeared, which was a long and two short "instigation" sounds, which sounded seven or eight times in a row.

Although others are still, their ears keep moving with the sound of "instigation", and it looks like they are talking to the mountains and forests in ventriloquism.

The regular sound faded quickly, and when the wind blew again, everything was chaotic again, and the atmosphere of terror was the same. Duan Xiao's expression changed, first hesitation flashed in his eyes, and then joy appeared in his eyes.

The air was moist, he took a deep breath, raised his hand and clenched his fist into the night sky, as if to thank someone who was hidden behind the night, and then turned around and walked towards the bamboo building, stepping on the creaking stairs, and walked up.

When he saw that Ling Xuanluo was practicing, he didn't disturb him, just quietly sat down opposite him, and then took something out of his arms and placed it between the two.

When Ling Xuanluo heard his movements, he returned to the dantian and slowly opened his eyes, saw that thing, was slightly stunned, and asked, "Isn't this my aunt's Ximu Lingzhu?"

Duan Xiao nodded and said, "Exactly, this is a Xi Mu Spirit Bead that was once full of souls. ”

"Once?" Ling Xuanluo was even more confused, and continued to ask: "Was this bead given to Uncle Duan by my aunt?

Duan Xiao was silent, recalling the Nine Palace Array set up by Xi Mutong in order to collect those unjust souls persecuted by Yunqing when he destroyed Nanke Mountain.

Ling Xuanluo looked at him for a long time before he realized that he was distracted, and hurriedly pulled himself out of his memory, and replied: "This is collected from the Ghost Forest Palace by Tong'er, the Son of Heaven, and our three immortals when they destroyed the ghost king's lair in Nanke Mountain, and it is full of the souls of those immortal demon clansmen who were mutilated by Yun Qing. After returning, most of them have been released from the six realms and reincarnated. So now there is only one person left in this bead. (To be continued.) )