The blood moon is the northernmost part, and the ancient town is Hanji.

If you look north, you will see thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains. Ten thousand years of infusion, quiet and mysterious. Over those snow-capped mountains, there is the Void Star Field, endless gravel floating land.

Hanji Town, the northern edge of the Blood Moon.

In the town, on Cross Street, at the southeast corner, there are several families. It is a courtyard with blue bricks and gray tiles, and the style is almost uniform. The eaves are covered with a thick layer of snow.

The cold and the snow are abundant, and the immortals live together. In the ancient town, there are ancient relics and inland migrants.

And this southeast corner is the edge of Hanji Town. Most of the inhabitants here have migrated later, but in different years.

It was morning, and the chill had not yet dissipated. In the void, there is even more cold air.

At this time, the easternmost house, the black courtyard door was gently opened. Then, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy walked out slowly. The young man, thin and slender, wrapped in a cotton robe, looked sickly and weak.

"Ahem!ahem!" I don't know if it was because of the cold air on the street, the young man raised his fist, coughed lightly, and then wanted to run to the center of the town.

"Ah Xuan, it's morning!" At this moment, the young man's neighbor also opened the door.

It was a man in an ordinary black robe, with a good bearing, and he should be a monk. It's just that the man in black looks quite ugly. Such a appearance is rarely seen among monks.

"Morning, Brother Ye!" The sick young man, looking at the man in black, stopped, and smiled gently.

"It's so early, it's going to be medicine again, right?" said the man in black.

"Well, once every three months. If I don't have medicine, I won't be able to survive all these years! It's all maintenance, not good!" The sick boy smiled bitterly.

"Hehe!" the man in black smiled, "Maybe, Donald's medicine is not right! Maybe, just a little bit. ”

"Brother Ye. If there was a way, I would have gotten better for a few times!" The sick boy knew that the man in black was joking.

"Haha! That's a good one!" laughed the man in black, "Go ahead." When I have time, I'll invite you to drink!"

"Okay!" the sick boy smiled, and then turned to leave.

Looking at the back of the sick young man, the face of the man in black gradually calmed down. Then his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Because. Although in Hanji Town, no matter the immortals, everyone is extremely low-key.

However, for five hundred years, the man in black has not seen the depth of this sick young man who calls himself Ah Xuan, and he has not even figured out whether this young man is an immortal or a mortal.

Actually, that teenager. It's very ordinary, like many of the townspeople in Hanji Town. Except for his illness. That kind of disease is very strange, similar to a lack of qi and blood, and after a while, the body will gradually move, and you can't move.

According to the young man, he has wandered many places, and only the medicine of the old man in Hanji Town can keep him immortal. Except for this strange disease, the teenager's qiē is normal. On weekdays, he weaves straw mats, and occasionally teaches a few children in the town to read and write.

However, the man in black just felt that there was something wrong with this young man. It was a strong, instinctive, but unfounded feeling.

That sick boy is definitely not an ordinary person. Because, this man in black is called Ye Xingbai.

In the Shura Demon Continent, the master of the Xuantian Ink Turtle Pavilion who can't see the depth may be a problem in itself.

Five hundred years ago, Ye Xingbai was ordered by the Blue Devil to come to Hanji Town, with his real name and surname, and lived here. However, except for that Donald, no one in the town knew that he was the Lord of the Broken Heaven Ink Turtle Pavilion.

Ye Xingbai's existence zài, in fact, is a warning to the Tang family, and even a threat. However, for some reason, Donald remained silent.

Five hundred years, Hanji Town, is very peaceful. Except, that month fifteenth, the night of the blood moon.

At this time, the day is rising, and the town is gradually lively and lively.

The man at the blacksmith, the shopkeeper at the inn, the hunter with the dog and the plow, the woman embroidering at the door, and so on. One after another, they all appeared in the small town. They are the oldest inhabitants of Hanji Town.

It's a very ordinary day in Hanji Town.

Ye Xingbai, standing with his hands in his hands, took a deep breath, and now Ye Xingbai is already a double immortal. However, he understands that if the town wants to keep him, it will not be easy for him to leave.

Then, Ye Xingbai looked at the sick boy and himself, the courtyard opposite.

Fifteen years ago, an old mortal couple on the opposite side died. An alien girl in red lived in the opposite courtyard. In Hanji Town, there are many immortals and strange people, and the arrival of the girl in red did not cause too many reactions.

However, Ye Xingbai is very careful.

In the past fifteen years, the girl in red has been in-depth and simple, and rarely shows up. It seems that the meditation is practiced. It's just that on the fifteenth day of each month, the night of the full blood moon. The girl in red must have been on her knees on the roof.

Ye Xingbai didn't know what the girl in red was doing. However, he could sense that it was a celestial immortal who had cultivated above him.

Ye Xingbai is very interested in these two neighbors. Tonight, it's the night of the full moon again.

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Teal courtyard, no clutter. Two rooms, simple layout, empty.

There was only a futon, and the girl in red sat cross-legged. Just as the sick boy opened the door and left, the girl in red slowly opened her eyes.

She is naturally Shen Ming.

Fifteen years ago, Shen Ming entered Hanji Town. As soon as he entered the cold auspicious, Shen Ming sensed the extremely powerful aura of the ghost coffin. However, although there was the aura of the ghost coffin, Shen Ming still couldn't feel the direction of the ghost coffin.

Hanji Town, for Shen Ming, is an extremely special place. So, she chose to live here.

Heavenly Immortal Ninefold!

That is, the realm of the shopkeeper of the old Tang Ji store is all under the darkness. Therefore, Shen Ming can be safe and sound, and no one in Hanji Town can see through her cultivation.

In Hanji Town, except for the blood moon and the ghost coffin. What interests Shen Ming the most is not the Tang family. It's that strange neighbor.

That sick young man, even Shen Ming can't see through it. Her feeling is actually the same as Ye Xingbai.

Shen Ming couldn't see the depth of the young man. It's not even that it's an immortal, it's a mortal. However, that young man gave Shen Ming an extremely special feeling.

The boy who takes medicine every day is definitely not an ordinary person. Although Shen Ming was in the courtyard, he could still see the back of the young man, and his brows were also slightly locked.

And then. Shen Ming locked his gaze on Ye Xingbai. Shen Ming's realm is far above Ye Xingbai.

Immortal Double!

This cultivation is in the entire Hanji Town. It's top-notch. In Shen Ming's opinion, if you only talk about the realm, probably only the old shopkeeper of the old Tang Ji store and the innkeeper on the cross street can compare with him.

But. Although Shen Ming had heard of the title of the Lord of the Ink Turtle Valley. But he didn't know Ye Xingbai, Ye Xingbai knew some of Amu's past, but he also knew Shen Ming.

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Snow, moonlight, still cold and auspicious. On the roof of antiquity, a blood moon, I don't know when, is rising.

At this time, Shen Ming was already sitting on the roof of antiquity. Fifteen years. It's all true.

On the fifteenth night, the blood moon was full. A faint red glow. Crossing on the snow, the whole Hanji town is filled with a mysterious and mysterious color.

Shen Ming's divine consciousness dispersed.

In the entire Hanji Town, there are still more than a dozen figures, bright or dark, watching the blood moon. None of them are from Hanji Town. It is said that in the past five hundred years, there has never been a crazy person in Hanji Town.

The blood moon is getting thicker, but the coffin has not yet appeared. None of the original townspeople in Hanji Town got up, and there was still no one to hold the lamp, and they all seemed to be asleep.

Only in the cold air, there were a few calls of cats and dogs, sometimes breaking the silence of the night.

In fact, in the past fifteen years, Shen Ming has long been familiar with the night of the blood moon. At this time, the blood moon is getting thicker, but the so-called coffin has not yet appeared.

Shen Ming is not in a hurry, but she has a feeling. Recently, it seems that something is going to happen.

Gradually, in Hanji Town, there was an inexplicable aura

In the midst of the blood moon, a bit of black suddenly appeared. In the quiet of the night, a strange force is surging. In an instant, the feeling of the whole Hanji town was different.

The aura of mystery was even stronger, and the power seemed to come from within the continent, and then faintly diffused.

Shen Ming frowned, she had felt this way countless times. It was an absolute ghost coffin qi, but every time Shen Ming looked for it backwards, he would eventually get lost in that ghost coffin qi.

The black spots in the blood moon gradually spread, and the blood color of the entire Hanji Town gradually faded, and it was covered in darkness. The transition between red and black is magical and eerie.

However, in Shen Ming's eyes, it was already normal. In a moment, the black coffin appeared, and its projection just covered the entire Hanji Town.

What Shen Ming saw was no different from what Amu saw at the beginning. It's just that Shen Ming is more sensitive to this qiē.

The Nether Ghost Pupil is even better than the Demon Eye.

The qiē of the long cross street is reflected in the ghost pupils of Shen Ming. Countless wandering spirits, walking on the long cross street. On the long street, there was a miserable white light, like hell.

Once, I saw this scene for the first time. Shen Ming wondered if the ghost coffin was sealed under Hanji Town. However, several investigations yielded no results.

The ghost coffin is never under Hanji Town. Hanji's vision should only be regarded as a resonance.

Shen Ming, squinting his eyes, the shadow of the coffin in the blood moon at this time became clearer and clearer. In an instant, the color of the moon changed. The blood moon flipped and turned black in an instant, and the black coffin was blood red in an instant.

The blood moon turns ink, and the black coffin turns red.

That is, the shadow of the ghost coffin! This point, Shen Ming has already determined. Because, every moonlit night, there will be a slight resonance in her body, and even the gradual cultivation of her life.

Moreover, Shen Ming discovered a secret, fifteen years, the shadow of the ghost coffin in the blood moon seemed to be clearer and more complete.

In fact, it was a process that would hardly go undetected. It's just that Shen Ming's ghost body and ghost pupils are too special.

And at the moment of contemplating the moon, the sick young man was slowly boiling medicine in the house.

Ye Xingbai, on this moonlit night, received a message from the jade slip, and then his face changed greatly. (To be continued......)