Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

A dull sound came from the black fog.

It seemed like someone was bowing heavily, and it seemed like he was close to his chest, and he heard the sound of his heart beating.

"This group of people..."

Austr Yang was shocked and confused.

This group of people must have a deep understanding of this ghost villa. Otherwise, when faced with such a strange place, normal people should wait and see like him.

Thinking in his heart, he clenched his bow and knife, looked carefully, wandering in the seven orifices of Niwan, raising the five senses and feeling without missing any clues.

When I saw this, I really noticed something strange.

There were as many as a hundred people sitting around the wooden platform built by Yinmu, but apart from the ten people who entered after the door opened.

The rest of the people were so cold that they seemed to be lifeless. At first glance, they looked like living people. But when they looked closely, they found that their breath and color were very different from others.

"Fang Qidao, is that dead?"

Yu Yang murmured in his heart, but he didn't believe it.

Judging from the strong desire to survive that Fang Qidao has shown along the way, he shouldn't be a person who seeks death.

Yes ~

Huhuhuhuhu...

At this time, a cool breeze blew from nowhere.

The ribs and tendons were made, and blood was changed one after another. Although Yang Yu was not invaded by the cold and heat, even if he walked in the heavy snow in the middle of winter, he was only a little cool.

But at this time, in the deep valley where summer and autumn were intersecting, he actually felt a chill rushing from his tailbone to the Tianling Cap, and he had goose bumps all over his body!

Subconsciously, I want to stay away from here.

However, with such a subtle tilt, Yang Yu's expression changed again. He actually leaned on the entity!

"What's it?!"

Yu Yang turned around and his pupils shrank.

Behind him was the closed wooden door, and he even followed through the door without realizing it.

The cool breeze was a surging black mist that almost covered the door and even spread to him.

"I never came in!"

"My five senses are blinded. The door I saw is not a real door... it is that gust of wind?"

"This ghost place, evil!"

He looked at the courtyard, but at this time, the black fog was much thicker, and with his eyesight, he could not see anything.

Although he could still use his previous glimpse to recap the distribution in the yard at this moment, with the previous lessons, he could not determine whether what he saw was true or false.

I can't even tell where I am.

Assuming that the wooden door I saw before was fake, then who knows that this house is not fake?

Under the black fog around, is it the bluestone courtyard or the abyss?

"Ghost hits a wall? Or..."

Yang Yu did not dare to act rashly. His after-light swept the deep black, forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart, pressed the knife and held the bow, and sat down cross-legged.

Respond to changes with the same change.

However, he was shocked when he sat down.

The people in the courtyard sat cross-legged, were they all the same experiences as him?

Are you in front of the door?

Or are they all sitting under the high platform like those before?

I was shocked, but I was not confused.

Yang Yu's heart was shiny.

Whether it is Su Jing, Wang Fu, or the old monk Hui'an, it is obvious that they know very well about this.

They waited for a year before the door opened, which means that there would be no such great danger when entering through the door. Otherwise, what treasure would be able to compare with their own lives?

call!

suck!

As his mind moved, Yang Yu calmed down, but his spirit was very tense, and he always felt around him, waiting for changes.

This wait took a long time.

In the deep darkness, it was so quiet that even the five senses like Yang Yu, who was super-human, did not hear any noise until...

"Yang, donor Yang?"

A erratic voice came from my side.

Yang Yu's eyes condensed and he saw a subtle light, not a torch or an oil lamp, but an unknown Buddha statue mixed with gold and red, about the size of a human head.

The Buddha statue is glowing.

Under the glimmer of light, Su Ming's slightly complicated face: "Why did you come in?"

"Suming?"

Yu Yang frowned and followed the glimmer of light. He looked at the left and right, and it was still dark, and no one knew there was no one.

"The one suppressed in this house is an old locust tree in the mountains. According to Buddhist scriptures, this kind of monster is the most difficult to kill, and it is extremely terrifying in the mountains..."

Su Ming looked around carefully and said with concern:

"You don't have Buddhism to accompany you. You're afraid that there will be danger when you come in. You'd better take this Buddha statue first."

"Old Huai? A weirdo?"

Yu Yang was still sitting in meditation, and did not take the Buddha statue. Instead, he asked:

"Is your father okay?"

"Um?"

‘Su Ming’ was stunned and then sighed in a complicated way: “If you become a monk, you will have no home, I…”

"roll!"

Before he could finish his words, Yang Yu's body turned red, and a white sword light was raised, like an evil dragon who chose someone to eat and opened his mouth and swallowed the "Su Ming" into it.

call!

However, this knife was cut down without any force, not like slashing into the human body, but more like slashing in the air.

"You're just pretending to be a ghost?"

The sword was useless, and Yang Yu did not pursue him, and looked at him coldly.

The Buddha statue has turned into a lantern, and the one who holds the lantern is not Su Ming, but a middle-aged man with a hideous face like an evil ghost.

"roar!"

He looked like an evil ghost, screaming in a low voice, and his fierce aura rolled like a tide.

"Um?!"

After his clothes were raised, Yang Yu's eyes lit up, and he felt the familiar restlessness of the Gluttony Cauldron.

This thing that is not known to be a human or a ghost has the aura of "Dao Fruit".

However, the black fog was too well covered, and it was not for him to actively release his breath, otherwise he would not be able to sense it at all.

He could not sense it, but he could not sense it, but he could not even see it by relying on his five senses to capture the external breath.

"Get out, or die!"

It seemed that I had noticed something, and the three-pointed person, seven-pointed person looked like a ghost, and the fierce aura surged even more intensely.

"roll?"

After hearing this, Yang Yu was not angry. Instead, after sensing the subtle changes in the Gluttony Cauldron, his eyes became brighter:

"It's really a place to search for something without any effort!"

According to Xu Wenji's Dao Fruit Miscellaneous Talks, there will be an indescribable attraction between different Dao Fruits of the same level.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Yang Yu once thought that it was the Gluttony Cauldron that was isolated from this attraction.

Now it seems, it is not.

At least, not exactly.
To be continued...