Qingye Supernatural Office

Zhou Yusheng's actions didn't seem to be hindered by the heavy rain, but Wang Qian couldn't do it as an old man.

It was very difficult for Wang Qian to walk this section of the road.I couldn't help feeling compassion, but when I saw the guide next to me, I hesitated.

The way the guide did this was definitely to destroy the Weeping Grave Ridge, and it must have something to do with the Zhou family and the Town God's Temple.

I don't know much about the Town God's Temple. From what I know, the Chenghuang Lord of the Zhou family is gone, and the Zhou family is almost wiped out, but the Crying Tomb Ridge is still there, and the dead souls of the Zhou family can even make out With such a big commotion, the influence of the City God must still remain in Hui Township.

What the guides do is to enclose the land, and it is not surprising that they will have conflicts with the Zhou family's city god.

That different space may also have some influence in it.

The three-legged situation was broken by me, an outsider, and it was directly out of balance.The soul of the Zhou family wants to welcome back their young master, and the guide wants to take this opportunity to completely wipe out the Zhou family.

I glanced at Zhou Yusheng and Wang Qian.

The guide probably thought about this move for a long time, arranged it for a long time, and hid it for a long time. He didn't dare to make a move until the space was gone.

Since it is a long-planned conspiracy by the guide, as the opposing party, I should spare no effort to destroy it.But my real purpose is to find Chen Xiaoqiu and the others. I don't really care about what the ghost forces in Huixiang will do and who will win.It seems that the ghosts of the Zhou family are much better than the guides, but who knows what the ghosts of the big family will do after they die?I was also not sure, and caught them all.

I hesitated and hesitated, and I still wanted to wait and see what happened.

At Wang Qian's speed, he didn't even know when he arrived at Crying Ridge.

Although Wang Qian walked hard, he gritted his teeth and persisted.

I have seen the hillside of Wailing Ridge.

Zhou Yusheng still had no intention of stopping, and Wang Qian could only climb the mountain with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

This is not a tourist attraction, and there should be no buildings on the mountain, so there is no road construction, only a small path stepped on by humans.Looking at the overgrown weeds on this road, one can guess that no one has come to this place for a long time.

I, Zhou Yusheng, and the guide are not human anymore, and we don’t have a physical body. We can go up the mountain easily, but Wang Qian is extremely difficult.

His steps were getting heavier and heavier, almost shuffling.

I thought he was weak at first, but I gradually realized that something was wrong with him.

His body seemed to be under an invisible weight, and after the rain fell on him, it seemed to have an abnormal effect.

Judging from his bare skin, the rainwater seemed to be needles, piercing his skin and leaving blood spots on his skin.There were too many blood spots, and it seemed that Wang Qian's skin turned red directly.There should be blood oozing out, but because of the heavy rain, the blood was taken away directly.The light is not good.So that's when I realized something was wrong.

What is wrong is not only Wang Qian's body, but also Wang Qian's mental state.

He seemed to have lost his mind, his eyes were empty and lifeless, and all his movements were due to inertia.

Not only him, Zhou Yusheng floating in front also became strange.

I turned my head and looked at the guide who was following at the end.

The pace of the guide slowed down, and his face was a little twisted.The rain wetted his body, but the state he exuded was the same as in the cave, a perverted ecstasy.

Whether it was the rain or the mood, his body seemed to be shaking.

I don't know why, but after drifting with these three people for a while, I suddenly felt pressure.

The pressure was indescribable, and I was sure it came from the ground beneath my feet, but it had substance, on my shoulders, and on my heart.

I was a little appalled.

The perception that this kind of power brings to me is not malicious, nor is it yin, but rather a sense of righteousness.

For a moment, I remembered the first day of elementary school, just like seeing the teacher at that time.It was a kind of awe, with a feeling of looking up.

Of course, this sentiment quickly faded in the subsequent study career.I also failed to become famous and achieve a career, and the people I came into contact with in my life were ordinary.Even when I first joined the job, I met the big leaders of Minqing City for inspection, and I didn't feel this way anymore.On the contrary, when traveling, visiting places of interest, seeing temples with a thousand years old, seeing ancient trees with a thousand years old, ripples will appear in my heart.However, that may also be a psychological effect.It was like seeing a teacher for the first time as a child.If I didn't have my parents' advice before, I wouldn't be able to have such a great awe of the teacher.The feeling of temples and ancient trees is not so much awe of them themselves, but awe of that period of history.If there is no introduction from the tour guide, and no nameplates are hung around, I will not have any feeling for the temples and ancient trees.

Now, however, what I feel seems to be the power of the land itself.

The ground under his feet seems to be some kind of living creature, and it is born with a shocking power.

In addition, I can really feel its anger, even grief.

I froze for a moment and stopped moving forward.

I suddenly thought of a commission handled by Aoba and the others.

The village where the residents are somewhat feudal and superstitious, and the old lady who guards the land.In the video, the scene of the old lady and her cat leaving with billowing black clouds is still fresh in my memory.

Crying Tomb Ridge seems to be the same as that village.

Zhou Yusheng's figure became unstable, and Wang Qian fell directly to the ground.

Veins protruded from the guide's forehead.Step by step, stepping on the muddy mountain road, he walked up to Wang Qian.

Wang Qian seemed to feel something, and raised his head slightly.

I found that after the two of them looked at each other, the guide's eyes became like a mirror.

In an instant, I heard an angry roar from the ground beneath my feet.It's like an illusion, but also like a real existence, and the echo is far away.

Wang Qian howled in pain, but instead of lying still on his stomach, he frantically grabbed the weeds and dirt under him and crawled forward.

"No, save me! Help me!" Wang Qian wailed.

Behind him, there are traces of his crawling.The ground was faintly red.

I'm a little overwhelmed.

Zhou Yusheng has disappeared, only Wang Qian is still crawling.

There was a ferocious smile on the guide's face.

"The blood of the patricide, haha, how long can you last?"

I looked at the eyes of the guide who were shining in the night rainstorm, felt the vibration of the ground, and suddenly made up my mind.

It's an intuition.

Somewhere, I seem to hear the voice of the land.

As the old lady Wang Ting said, the land can convey will.

I turned around and put my hands on the guide's eyes.

The touch under my hand told me that I had indeed met the eyes of the guide.

Cool and smooth, not like eyelids or eyeballs at all.

The touch is like two mirrors.

At the same time, I used my ability.