Chen Lan described the recent situation of Ningbo City to Chen Qiu.

But in fact, the real situation here is more complicated and weirder than Chen Lan's description in a few words.

More than 20 miles outside Ningbo City, near a village at the foot of Taibai Mountain, something strange happened in these days. The abandoned Li family garden outside the village, which was uninhabited in the early years, seems to be moving again.

Combined with the recent rumors of haunted near Ningbo City, the people in the town are buzzing.

People deliberately did not discuss the ghost fires shining at night in the abandoned garden of Li's family.

Even the most slanderous person avoids talking about this topic.

It seems that if a few more words will lead to ominous things, and children from all families are strictly restricted and are not allowed to play near the abandoned garden.

It's like if it doesn't mean it, it doesn't exist.

Although every few days, in the dark night, there will always be some strange sounds coming from that manor.

This incident was like a dark cloud covering the top, causing panic, and finally made the village decide to go to Tiantong Temple on the mountain and invite monks to come and suppress the sneaky.

But after going there twice, no monk was invited back.

It’s not that the Buddha in Tiantong Temple is arrogant and ignores the people’s sentiments.

But in that thousand-year-old temple, I have been very busy recently and I really can't find time.

Return to the topic of Li’s abandoned garden.

It was late at night, in this dilapidated and unsightly manor.

Weeds are growing everywhere.

Most of the houses in the large courtyard have collapsed. The once gorgeous and solemn houses have now become snake and rat nests.

Ordinary people stand here.

I felt three parts desolate and seven parts panic.

Only the marble plaque stands proudly in front of the manor gate? After decades of wind and rain, it is also covered with moss, as if it is quietly described in time? The glory of this place many years ago.

What a pity? The Li family, which has been gentry for generations, has been extinct more than ten years ago.

Someone once boasted that the Li family had produced immortals? But these nonsense rumors have all collapsed with the collapse of the Li family and completely disappeared.

But in this desolate abandoned garden, are there really ghosts?

The answer is yes.

have!

And more than one.

In the deepest part of the abandoned garden, a quiet small lake created by attracting living water from the mountains.

At the foot of the rockery, there is an area that has been carefully cleaned up? All the weeds have been cleaned up? A stone tablet is erected by the lake.

There is nothing written on it, only three large characters in Lishu.

A name is written.

Li Junlin.

This is a new tomb, and it is just a tomb.

But there are grave guardians.

Liu Zhuoran, wearing a long gown, was sitting cross-legged in front of the tombstone? He put his hands casually on his knees and closed his eyes. He let the wind at night blow across the lake, and after the waves rippled up his long scattered hair.

The handsome swordsman had a comfortable smile on his face.

He seemed to like this quiet and undisturbed environment.

On the left hand side? There is a red wine gourd.

A long gauze hat was thrown on the gourd.

On the right hand side? A mahogany scabbard? A long sword with a quaint hilt.

Apart from this, there is nothing in the body.

"Bang"

Everything is silent, in the swordsman's right hand.

Suddenly, a low collision sound rang out.

It was like a scattered rupture was moved and hit, and the sound was quite crisp, alarming the swordsman's soul that traveled to the sea of ​​consciousness and his soul outside the sky.

He opened his eyes.

The wind under the night seemed to have become more complicated in the previous few moments.

Still a cool night breeze.

But it has a more light and agile meaning.

"Thousand blades are shaking, and there must be spiritual energy nearby."

Liu Zhuoran's hand was held on the quaint and awe-inspiring hilt of the sword.

He whispered:

"As soon as Hua Qing left, I came after I waited for the next step. Did you treat Liu as a soft persimmon?"

No one answered him.

There was still peace around.

But Liu Zhuoran dispersed his soul's more sensitive perception and swept around him silently.

It's different.

He knew that something was being put into a wasteland.

Just like these days, there have been a lot of troubles in Ningbo City.

Some things that are legendary but have never been seen by others and do not belong to this era are rolling towards Liu Zhuoran.

A few days ago, Hua Qing had been in Ningbo City to investigate these things.

Now it seems that the Kunlun Immortal was followed on the way back. These things should have come to Hua Qing to kill people to silence them. However, with Hua Qing's ability, I think it should have lured the enemy into the depths.

The guy returned this afternoon and did not stop. He went directly to Tiantong Temple to pay homage. As a result, Liu Zhuoran, who was left behind in the abandoned garden, hit the gun head-on.

"The spiritual energy is so thin that it cannot be the All Spirit Formation."

Liu Zhuoran stood up and held a mahogany scabbard in his hand.

But he did not draw his sword.

A bad thing came, but he did not open his eyes to see it, but closed his eyes and raised his perception to the highest level.

This fight is not human.

The true spirit cannot be seen with the naked eye, and whether it is the same?

He also went through the Taihang Mountains. Under such a thin spiritual energy, even if he was a ghost and evil creature, it would be difficult for him to transform into a body.

And these days, he had been guarding his master's tomb in the abandoned garden. The Penglai people could not find any opportunity to arrange a temporary evil formation near this village.

In other words, the spiritual energy tonight should be brought by someone specifically.

The purpose is to use the power of ghosts and gods to kill the interferers.

"But Brother Shen said that once the spiritual energy enters the mortal world, it will quickly dissipate between heaven and earth. How did these people carry the spiritual energy with them?"

Another question emerged in Liu Zhuoran's mind.

At the same moment, his figure moved two steps to the left lightly, and his movements suddenly and without any signs.

But the long hair flew up strangely.

Several black hairs were cut off by sharp weapons and spiraled and fell around Liu Zhuoran's body.

An invisible thing is raiding.

There is no breath, no breath, no shadow. If someone else is here, the claw just now can tear open the body and dig out the heart.

This is exactly how dozens of people died in Ningbo City recently.

In other words, the murderer who was killing people everywhere in the city was right in front of Liu Zhuoran.

"Bang"

His figure wanted to retreat, and his toes were on the ground, his body was as light as a feather, like a big bird spreading its wings, and he jumped back lightly.

The two stones under his feet seemed to be hit by a sharp blade at the same time, and they burst out.

Dust splashes everywhere.

The thousand blades in Liu Zhuoran's scabbard were vibrating more and more intensely.

It jingled like a ringing ringing suddenly.

"Huaqing teaches me, this should be the case."
To be continued...