Strange recovery? Sorry, I'm cheating on cultivating immortality

"In the house, all you have to face is the ghost that the owner has turned into."

"As long as you have enough strength, you can survive the night and wait until dawn, and then you can leave the fishing village and get back on the bus."

"But the few people who got into the car with you are ordinary people, I'm afraid that tonight will be more auspicious!"

"Oh?" Yan Luo was a little surprised: "I thought that as Yin Cao's special agent, you would find a way to save them."

"If it's the first time I've been here, I've helped them, and the second time, I've reminded them."

"Now, I can't protect myself, where do I have the energy to take care of some ordinary people."

"I've seen your performance in the car, you can deal with a top demon so easily, at least it's C-level strength."

"With you, I have a better chance of survival."

"You're quite sincere." Yan Luo chuckled.

The Dream shook her head and sighed, then collapsed on the wooden bed in her room.

The wooden bed is not big, and it seems a little crowded when two people lie down at the same time, but there is no charming atmosphere in the two-person room.

As soon as Meng Ling lay down, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be about to fall asleep.

"The next few stops will only be more dangerous than this fishing village, and I will rest and regain my energy now."

"Don't bother me if there's nothing to do."

"What level is the strongest ghost in this fishing village?" Yan Luo asked.

The Dream Spirit didn't even bother to open his eyes and responded.

"Basically, most of the house owners are ghost-level existences."

"But the last time I was here, I felt an extremely terrifying aura from afar."

"Just a glance from afar makes me shudder."

"That's definitely a bloody ghost, or the top-level kind!"

"And—"

Meng Ling said this, and it seemed that she was about to fall into a deep sleep, and Yan Luo grabbed her shoulder and shook her for a while before she woke up.

"And what?"

Meng Ling rubbed his eyes and said with a strong spirit: "And I suspect that there is an unknown force in this small fishing village.

"It seems to be stuck in some kind of time loop."

"There's a good chance it's not even the plane we're on."

"Huh?" Yan Luo was instantly interested, and the content of Mengling's words was too large.

If it really involves the realm of time and space, it can't be something that a blood-clothed existence can do.

Then this small fishing village may contain some big secrets.

"Why do you have such a guess?"

The Dream Spirit pointed to the wall calendar on the opposite wall and said, "Go and see the date on it."

Hearing this, Yan Luo got up, picked up the wall calendar on the wall to check, and immediately frowned.

"The year 2102 was twenty years ago?"

Yan Luozai carefully checked the wall calendar and found that this wall calendar was extremely brand new, not at all like a product of 20 years ago.

"But that's too hasty to assume that this is twenty years ago, right?"

Meng Ling explained softly, "Not only that, but the first three times I came to this small fishing village, there were quite a few battles.

"Before you, there were many Inhumans who got on this hearse and were brought here with them, and fought with the ghosts at night."

"But the next time I come here again, all traces are gone."

"And what happened in this small fishing village at the same point in time is exactly the same as the last time I visited."

"The most important thing is that there is no such small fishing village near Jinhai at all."

"The last fishing village was demolished and rebuilt 20 years ago."

"The name of that fishing village is 'Xiyuan Village', and I asked the old lady about it."

"The name of this fishing village is Xiyuan!"

"I don't think it's a coincidence."

Yan Luo nodded, agreeing with Mengling's statement.

If what she said is true, I am afraid that this fishing village is really stuck in some kind of time loop.

They probably came straight to twenty years ago.

Although it was a bit nonsense, considering that the immortal cultivation world could have the power of the law of time, and wipe out the enemy across time occasions at will, Yan Luo felt reasonable after thinking about it.

Yan Luo raised his head and looked at the night sky through the skylight above his head.

The black clouds covered the entire fishing village at some point, and the bright moon in the sky was tightly obscured.

There was not a single light falling overhead.

"Interesting." Yan Luo chuckled: "The moon is dark and the wind is high, killing ghosts and setting fire to the sky."

He looked up and whispered, "Wind." "

Huhuhu~!"

A gust of wind blew, carrying away the black oppressive clouds overhead, revealing the moon, which glowed with a dark green glow.

The eerie moonlight spilled on this fishing village, instantly setting off the atmosphere eerie and eerie.

Meng Ling sat up from the bed and looked at Yan Luo with a frown, she had already guessed what Yan Luo wanted to do.

"I advise you not to do this, there were many Inhumans who were bold and self-righteous before you, but now you have seen it."

"Before you, I was the only surviving Inhuman in the hearse."

"It's not because I'm strong enough, but I have a clear understanding of myself and I'm cautious enough."

"And the small fishing village at the first stop is often the place where the strangers die the most."

Yan Luo chuckled and responded: "I'm not an alien.

Meng Ling was stunned when he heard this, and the next moment Yan Luo had already opened the deadbolt and pushed the door out.

I'm an immortal cultivator.

The Dream Spirit was silent on the bed for a long time, and finally lay down again.

"Another one who doesn't listen to persuasion and insists on sending him to death, alas~

" "I don't know how long it will take me to get out of this nightmare."

Yan Luo came to the door of the living room, and his hand had just rested on the deadbolt of the wooden door.

"Bang~", the door of the room on the other side was opened, and the old woman walked out of the room on crutches.

Looking at Yan Luo at the gate, the old woman sighed and opened her mouth to persuade.

"Young man, the night in the village is not very peaceful these days, you listen to your grandmother's advice, go back and sleep with your daughter-in-law in your arms."

"When you wake up until dawn, everything will pass."

Yan Luo looked at the old woman with a sad face, and a sincere smile rarely appeared on her face.

"Grandma, you seem to know a lot about the situation in the village?"

"Can you tell me about it?"

"That's fine." The old woman lit the oil lamp in the living room, sat down on the wooden chair, and began to speak.

"There has always been a 'Xi in the village before, and those bachelors who can't marry a daughter-in-law often go to buy a young girl with Hanako."

"The younger ones are thirteen or fourteen years old, and the older ones are seventeen or eighteen years old, and if you are lucky, you will wait until you reach adulthood before you are dragged to the marriage cave."

"Grandma, I was also bought into the village when I was young, and later gave birth to two babies to that old man, so I can't leave here."