Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

The three people suddenly realized that this gentleman is really well-intentioned. In any case, he also fulfilled the responsibility of a mage. Even if he died, he still remembers to catch the demon.

Ye Xiaomu is a little excited.

"Let's go out first." Su Yan took him and got into the picture together and said it was drilled out of the picture.

A black-skinned house with moonlight pouring out of the window, the house is simply ruined.

The three people all sat on the ground against the wall. In front of them, there was a dusty painting on the wall. Ye Xiaomu put a hand on the wall and exposed it. The exposed picture was seen in the illusion. The same.

Sure enough... it’s a painting.

"It's so dirty!"

Su Yan stood up and patted his body with his hand. "Little wood, take a photo for me."

"I am coming to me!"

Cao Weibo went up to help her beat the back, Su smoke escaped, went outside the door, Ye Xiaomu and Cao Weibo also went out, carefully looked at the room and found that it was a room with a teacher's chair at the entrance to the village. Now they know that This is the home of Mr. Zhang.

"It’s strange, when did we enter this room?"

The three people were all confused. In the end, Su Yan thought that it was very likely that they came out of the room when they came out of the tunnel and entered the village for the second time. They saw the picture and then entered the illusion...

But about this memory, it may have been erased by the power of the illusion.

Although a bit puzzled, this is the only explanation they can think of.

"I don't know what happened to the evil thing?" asked Ye Xiaomu.

"May be looking for other goals." Cao Wei Bodao.

"But its deity is in the tomb. There is a hundred years after this village. Why are people not killed by it?"

Cao Weibo could not answer.

Su Yan thought for a moment: "Maybe her target is mainly a mage. When I first came here, I was also coming to Mr. Zhang. Killing ordinary people is only incidental."

Although Ye Xiaomu doesn't know much about it, it is not a small white in the magical world. Now he understands a truth: even if it is a cult of evil, there are very few murderers, although the cultivation is the fastest. But the Master is quick to find the door, after all, the human Master is doing this.

"I still feel that there are too many doubts about this matter, and many places cannot explain them clearly." Ye Xiaomu murmured.

Cao Weibo said: "What do we do now, do you really want to go to the tomb to deal with the evil?"

"Are you afraid?" Su smoke gave him a squint.

"What are you afraid of, what are you afraid of? I think it has been a hundred years since then, and the evil thing may have been gone for a long time."

"That's not necessarily the same. Plants are different from animals. They are very demanding on the environment. Since it can be refined in this ancient tomb, it means that the environment is very suitable for it. Even if it often travels outside to do evil, it is ultimately its base camp. Unless it is destroyed or has a better place to go, it should not leave. At least we have to go and see."

The three men discussed it and decided to ignore the code lock outside the ancient tomb door and find something to force open. So I went back to the tent together. Cao Weibo found a hammer and used it as a tent for wedge rivets. I hope it will come in handy.

In order to prevent accidents, they brought all the equipment they could use, together with food and water, and then entered the village again.

"Give me some chewing gum."

Ye Xiaomu asked for two chewing gums, and chewed in his mouth, thinking while walking.

"What's wrong with you, what's the matter?" Su smoke asked him.

Ye Xiaomu shook his head. "I always feel that something is not quite right, but I can't say it."

Cao Weibo put his hand on his shoulder and smiled. "I understand that you are a new person. It is not acceptable for too complicated and complicated events. This is to adapt slowly.

Another sarcasm... Ye Xiaomu is too lazy to care for him.

All the way to the ancestral hall, the lantern that stands outside the door is still hanging on it. The candle inside is still burning. Ye Xiaomu put it together to observe it. He said: "This is not the lantern before, at least the candle is not before. of."

"why?"

"I clearly remember that when we first came over, the candle had burned so much. We came back from the tunnel in such a big circle. We didn't say it for half an hour. Why are there so many candles?"

When he said this, both of them were surprised.

"There are only two explanations," Su flue. "One, this is not the candle before. After we left, the tree masters came back and replaced the new candle in order to keep the brightness of the lantern and let the back come. The second person can see that the candle is not made of ordinary materials and is very resistant to burning."

Ye Xiaomu reached for the lantern, Su Yan and Cao Weibo were shocked. When they wanted to block, Ye Xiaomu had pulled out the candle, licked some wax oil and smelled it. He said: "It is adding some ingredients. It is like rosin, but the wax oil seems to be ordinary wax oil."

"You are going back!" Cao Weibo nervously depressed something.

"why?"

Cao Weibo just wanted to speak, and suddenly there was a footstep behind him. Then a voice that made a tone of voice said: "Who is, dare to pull our lanterns!"

The three men followed the sound and saw a group of people coming over. There were six people, two of whom were monks. The two walkers dressed up and looked very young, all under the age of 25.

Talking to this guy, looking at the age of twenty, the skin is white, although not a monk, but there are not a few hairs on the head, the eyebrows are not like, and a look of anger is coming toward Ye Xiaomu, looking up and down at him: "What? Do you have any skills and dare to pull our flag?"

"What...flag? This is not a lantern." Ye Xiaomu is confused, is this person's eyes bad?

Su Yan pulled him a hand and said in his ear: "If you take down the lanterns, it is equal to taking over the matter, and it is very impolite..."

It turned out to be the case.

Ye Xiaomu quickly put the candle in and put the lantern on the person, explaining that it was a misunderstanding. However, before he finished speaking, the kid opposite the child waved his hand impatiently and said: "Because you are a mage, this is the rule. Don't you understand?"

Su Yan explained: "He really doesn't understand, he is my assistant."

"Oh." The guy with no eyebrows turned his gaze to the smoker and looked up and down. "He is your assistant. He did this. Why don't you stop it?"

"I didn't come at the time, I went, how big is it, it is worth repeating!"

Su Yan is also a bit uncomfortable. "There is no rule in the art world that has never been contracted. This is the rule set by your eight sons. Everyone will follow the face, even if there is no intention to offend, there is no need to hold it. It is really disappointing. what."