Now that the innkeeper is dead, the little girl's request is null and void, and the two of them go to the altar that remains to search.

When they arrived at the altar, the disciples of the Fengyun Sect had already arrived, and they were searching the altar, and one of the disciples looked up and saw them and walked towards them.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you here too?" It turned out to be Zhang Zihao of the Fengyun Sect, and when he was probing, he swept to the entrance and saw the two people walking side by side.

It was also a coincidence that Fengyun Sect arranged a group of disciples who came to explore Peach Blossom Town, and Zhang Zihao was among them.

"We encountered something in this Peach Blossom Town before, and yesterday we heard that the ban has disappeared, so we came to investigate." Qingyun Muyan and the two of them clasped their fists and made a greeting gift, and they were able to get the Awakening Grass in fact, but they also had Zhang Zihao's credit, although the process was a little unpleasant.

"I see, a few people are lucky to be able to escape." Zhang Zihao sighed, and continued: "We are the disciples who were stationed here before who disappeared inexplicably, and then sent someone to check and there was no news. Now the only thing that can be done is to collect the bones of these fellow disciples. ”

"Jiewai, have you been investigating for so long, have you found anything?" Qingyun opened the folding fan and fanned it to divert the topic, there was no need to continue the sad matter of mentioning the deceased.

But after a while, Qingyun closed the folding fan, frowned, and when he fanned the fan, he accidentally slapped the surrounding breath into his mouth and nose, and he didn't seem to be used to the bloody aura around him.

"Nothing was found, all traces were cleaned." Zhang Zihao: They are still probing, but so far they have found nothing.

"You're going to deal with the walking corpses in town." Mu Yan didn't bother with their problems, and suddenly remembered that Peach Blossom Town should be under the jurisdiction of the Fengyun Sect, so how could they solve it.

"Clean it up, so that no outsiders can get hurt by mistake." Zhang Zihao sighed once, it was not what they thought that such a thing would happen.

"Is there no way to bring them back to their senses?" Mu Yan thought that it would be great if he could return to normal, but in fact, Mu Yan also knew that it might be a little difficult, so he could only ask Fengyun Sect if there was any way.

"They have been stripped of their souls and become like this, they are actually dead, they can't be counted as human beings, unless they want to get their souls back, but there is nothing we can do."

The soul is a small minority, and most people only know a little about it, and if it is really good to find someone who focuses on this path, it can only be said that it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"Let's take a look and see if we find anything."

The few people had nothing to say, they could only explore this altar to see if there was anything left about the identity of the evil cultivator or something, otherwise they wouldn't even know who caused such a situation, and it would be too much of a slap in the face.

When probing the altar, a disciple couldn't help but lean towards Mu Yan, his nose twitched, and he didn't know what smell Mu Yan had on his body that caused the disciple to do this.

Mu Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at the Fengyun Sect disciple with some impatience, and the disciple came back to his senses and touched his head embarrassedly and smiled.

Seeing this, Mu Yan looked at the disciple's expression and didn't mean it, she didn't care, recalling that day when the sky was dark, Mu Yan didn't see the environment clearly, and now she saw the flags fluttering around her, and the hanging skulls were creepy and impressive.

When he came to the high platform seat on the altar that day, Mu Yan found an oily umbrella, and when he picked it up and looked at it carefully, he saw that there was a strange power in the umbrella that made blood crawl all over Mu Yan's eyes, and the violent emotions eroded Mu Yan's divine consciousness, Mu Yan felt that there seemed to be tens of thousands of powerful ghosts howling in unison, which shook her head and made her head feel in severe pain, and there was a feeling of being controlled here.

Mu Yan's body couldn't move, and he couldn't take his eyes away, the bloodshot in his eyes exploded, blood flowed out of Mu Yan's eye sockets, his vision was dyed scarlet, and coolness rose from behind, as if a cold hand crossed his back, making Mu Yan's hairs stand on end, and he just wanted to kill all the living things and leave no living things.

The power of the stars in the divine consciousness was urged by Mu Yan, and the stars in the sky were dazzling. She stiffly let go of the oily umbrella in her hand little by little, and slowly regained control of her body.

I saw that the picture turned, and the altar suddenly turned into a human purgatory, full of corpses with different heads, blood slowly dripping into the formation inside the altar from above, the clothes of several girls were soaked with blood and turned blood-red, and the most numbing thing was that the flesh and blood were left blurred, and the blood-filled eyes stared, full of resentment before death.

The shocking pictures made Mu Yan's heart tremble and almost uncontrollable, these are the pictures recorded by the oily umbrella, I didn't expect this oily umbrella to be made by peeling off the woman's skin, no wonder it was so resentful, it can affect Mu Yan.

The remaining image disappeared, Mu Yan's body fell backwards, unconscious, and the umbrella in his hand fell to the ground.

"Mu Yan." The moment Mu Yan fell, Qingyun saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to support her, Mu Yan had lost consciousness, and she didn't know all this.

Catching Mu Yan's body and picking up the oil-paper umbrella that made Mu Yan fall into a coma, Qingyun didn't have time to look at the oil-paper umbrella carefully, so he could only take the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and take it back first.

"Zhang Daoyou, let's leave first." Qingyun carried Mu Yan and left in a hurry, he didn't know what happened to Mu Yan's body, how could it suddenly be like this, he could only return to the inn to discuss with everyone.

……

"Quick, let her take the Fresh Pill first." Qingyun knew that something was wrong as soon as she saw Mu Yan's state, although she didn't see why Mu Yan was unconscious, she could feel that the breath on Mu Yan's body was out of control.

"I can only wait for her to wake up." Stuff the fresh pill into Mu Yan's mouth.

The medicinal effect of the Fresh Pill can only relieve Mu Yan's breath, and the specific digestion effect has to wait for Mu Yan to wake up and dissolve it. The three could only wait.

While the three of them were waiting for Mu Yan to wake up, they were observing the oil-paper umbrella that Qingyun brought back.

"It seems to be a magic weapon." The three of them were in a normal state, and they were not taken away by the oil-paper umbrella, but they didn't dare to observe for a long time, and their breath was also a little affected when they observed.

"I don't know what this magic weapon does, but it's a scourge to keep it, or it will be destroyed."

A few people wanted to destroy the magic weapon, but this magic weapon was invulnerable, and it was invulnerable, and it seemed that it was a high-level magic weapon, and it could not be destroyed with their strength.

"Give it to me." Mu Yan woke up and saw the scene in front of her, she decided to collect this magic weapon, the girl who felt the resentment when she got it before echoed her, and the target was directed at the forbidden guide, she planned to wait for the opportunity to see what was going on. "By the way, what about the little girl at the inn?"

Qingyun patted his head: "Oops, I forgot." ”