The original God, Yasha, the Immortal Doctor, will finally become the law of heaven

Xue Kui, who had a faint guess about the location of the other ghosts in his heart, suddenly raised his head and spoke to the grass in the forest.

Seeing that no one responded to him, Xue Kui shook his head, turned around and walked towards the depths of the village in the direction of increasing yin, not paying attention to the people following him.

Since the other party has no time to chat and is only wary of him, then there is no need for him to communicate with him, he only needs to do what he needs to do.

Passing through the long-abandoned village, with no man-made stone road under his feet, Xue Kui made sure of the direction ahead and walked out of a dirt road.

After feeling that the yin energy around him was increasing, Xue Kui sighed, twitched his fingers lightly, a small ice crystal butterfly danced from his hand, and flew slowly towards a tree behind him past.

Not long after Bingdie turned to the tree, a burly man with a long cloth bag on his back shivered and smiled wryly, flashed out from behind the tree, came to Xue Kui, and saluted respectfully.

"I'm Xia Hudong, thank you for the protection of the immortal master."

In the dark woods, the Bingdie following the strong man was exuding a soft light, Xue Kui glanced at this scene and warned.

"Although you have a bit of Taoism, your body is just a mortal body after all. The yin energy here is formed on the ground veins. It is no different from too strong elemental force, and it is harmful to the human body. Get things done. , just leave quickly."

After saying that, Xue Kui turned around and continued to move forward.

He could see that this strong man was an alchemist, but he had no intention of talking to him.

After all, when he called the other party to show up before, the strong man still chose to hide his figure. Either he was wary of Xue Kui, or he had something to do that he didn't want others to know.

Xue Kui is not curious about other people's affairs, nor does he want to be involved.

Seeing Xue Kui turning around and about to leave, Hu Dong saw all the smiles on his face faded away, leaving only a bit of bitterness.

After hesitating for a moment, facing the alienating attitude he caused, he finally let go of his face, and stretched out his hand to keep the white-haired fairy from the back.

"Wait a minute, Master Immortal, there is indeed an unspeakable reason for not daring to meet each other before."

"Your unspeakable secret has nothing to do with me."

Xue Kui didn't turn his head back, and didn't even stop, and went straight forward.

Hu Dong gritted his teeth, quickly shuttled through the forest, walked around to Xue Kui's front, bowed his head and bowed his head in a big salute.

"I hope the immortal master can clear up my doubts."

Seeing the alchemist standing in front of him, Xue Kui frowned. Although he didn't want to cause trouble for others, he still spoke.

"Tell me."

Xue Kui was willing to listen to the general content of a request that could make a person not hesitate to bow down and lose face.

Hearing the fairy's words, Hu Dong couldn't help being overjoyed.

He originally didn't know much about what he wanted to do, but after experiencing the knowledge and strength of the white-haired fairy from the simple actions before him, he had a premonition that if he could match this With a fairy walking together, he will probably gain something from his trip this time.

"I'm ashamed to say that I avoided the immortal master before, but I was actually worried about the immortal master's move to eliminate ghosts."

Xue Kui crossed his arms.

"What? Have you communicated with the ghosts here?"

Hu Dong was clearly much taller than Xue Kui, but he was overwhelmed by Xue Kui's majesty and quickly shook his head.

"No... I wonder if the immortal master has heard of the legend of Wuwangpo?"

Seeing that Xue Kui didn't say anything and was quietly waiting for his own words, Hu Dong was relieved and continued to speak.

"It is rumored that the ghosts of the dead wandering on this Wuwang Slope are all ghosts of the dead. Many people have seen their dead relatives here..."

Speaking of this, Hu Dong saw a very abrupt smile on the face of the white-haired fairy.

There was a little helpless smile in this sarcasm, which made Hu Dong, who couldn't figure out the attitude of the immortal for a while, stop talking.

"And then? Who do you want to meet here?"

Facing the fairy's question as if he had seen through his mind, Hu Dong blinked and responded.

"It's my master. Although he is not my relative, he single-handedly raised me and taught me all the skills, which is better than my father."

"Then you don't have to have high hopes."

Xue Kui's tone was calm.

"The so-called ghosts are either the remnants left by the powerful ghosts in front of you, or the mind body formed by the obsessions in people's hearts. Let me ask you, how did your master die?"

"...End of life."

"Then it may just be a waste of time for you to continue exploring."

Hearing the words of the white-haired fairy, Hu Dong's eyes were a little dim, but he was puzzled by the other's words.

"But if you want to witness with your own eyes whether there is someone you want to see in front of you, I can also take you along."

"Didn't the immortal master mean that it was a futile effort?"

Xue Kui was silent for a moment, skipped Hu Dong and walked forward.

"Even if you know the facts, but you don't have a bottom line in your heart, you will feel a little bit regretful."

"People are like this. Even if they are clear in their hearts, they still have some luck."

"What if...a miracle happens?"

Listening to the immortal's words from his heart, Hu Dong couldn't help but feel in a trance. After vaguely following the other person's footsteps, he suddenly realized a hint of empathy from the immortal's words, and blurted it out subconsciously.

"Does the immortal also have such thoughts?"

Hu Dong, who realized that he had said the wrong thing just as he said it, saw the white-haired fairy's footsteps stop, his heart seemed to be lifted suddenly, and he wished he could raise his hand and slap himself twice.

"Among the two characters for Immortal, isn't there also the character for Herringbone?"

Seeing the white-haired fairy continue to move forward, Hu Dong, who didn't hear the anger from the other party's words, couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and then looked curiously at the small back of the fairy, and gradually began to recall that the other party was listening to what he said. The smile shown when Hopeless Poe was legendary.

The sarcasm was originally thought to be aimed at him, but now it seems that there are more elements of self-deprecation.

Perhaps, more likely, it's a bit of both.

"arrive."

After walking down the long slope, Hu Dong saw the white-haired immortal stopped in front of a mountain wall, looked at the stone and said these two words.

"There's nothing here, right?"

Hu Dong looked around and confirmed that there was really nothing strange around him.

"If you can see what is going on, then the alchemist group doesn't need to ask me for help. Pay attention to hold your breath."

Hu Dong saw the fairy's fingers pinch, and the ice butterfly that had been following him shook off the ice crystals, as if something was covering his body.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes darkened when he was grabbed by the shoulder by the immortal, and when he saw the light again, a severe dizziness affected his brain. Fortunately, he has practiced for many years, but he endured it and did not lose face in front of the immortal.

"How do you feel here?"

The fairy's leisurely voice came from around him, and the refreshed Hu Dong looked around, and found that this place looked like a small village, the houses were not neatly arranged, but the fields interspersed in it also showed another A kind of leisurely leisure.

And the families who cultivated their own fields all looked at the two unexpected visitors at this time.

Hu Dong saw that those farmers were all kind-hearted and peaceful, but he always felt a vague sense of weirdness that he couldn't describe.

"It feels like a paradise... er, where is this?"

Only then did Hu Dong begin to think about where he was.

"Don't you feel that the village in front of you is very familiar?"

Xue Kui seemed to have seen through something and got the answer he wanted. His tone was much more relaxed than before, and he even began to trick the mortals around him, letting them see through the reality of this place step by step.

Hearing the fairy's reminder, Hu Dong immediately felt an inexplicable familiarity with the scene in front of him, but he couldn't grasp the familiarity in his heart for a long time.

"Maybe, it's time for you to look at this place from another angle."

Xue Kui led Hu Dong to a corner of the village.

Hu Dong frowned.

The eyes of the people in the village made him feel a little unnatural.

Previously, the two of us had just arrived, and it was normal to pay attention to them, so Hu Dong didn't feel disobedient about it.

But when the two started to move away and those eyes were still following them, Hu Dong realized something was wrong.

After careful observation, Hu Dong found that all the villagers were looking at them, feeling more and more uneasy.

As he approached the corner of the village, Hu Dong was able to accommodate more villagers into his sight, and immediately understood where the strange feeling he felt before came from.

These villagers all have smiles on their faces.

That kind of kind smile usually gives people a sense of comfort, but when dozens or hundreds of people face you with the same expression, you will inevitably feel creepy.

Also, this group of people. ． ． ． ． ．Why are you squinting your eyes?

"Look at this village again."

As the immortal stood still, Hu Dong's gaze encompassed the entire village, and his sense of sight became more and more serious.

This layout looks like I saw it today. ． ． ． ． ．

That deserted village!

The layout of the houses here is exactly the same as that of the abandoned village!

A chill permeated Hu Dong's heart.

"Have you found the person you want to meet here?"

Seeing the white-haired fairy's half-smile, slightly sinister smile, Hu Dong's head was spinning rapidly.

His master is dead, and what he wants to see is his ghost.

Find it here. ． ． ． ． ．

Does that mean these people are all ghosts? !

What a ghost village!

Hu Dong's eyes narrowed slightly, and the surrounding "villagers" couldn't bear their longing for fresh life, and they all opened their eyes and grinned, revealing the same hollow insides as the ghost of the little girl that Xue Kui had rescued.

The peaceful village quickly turned into a dilapidated and desolate scene, the houses turned into tombstones, and the crops on the fields turned into piles of bones.

All of a sudden, a scene of demons dancing wildly appeared.

"So Master Immortal, have you found the person you want to see?"

Xue Kui shook his head with a smile.

Hu Dong smiled, and this strong man who had been humble before Xue Kui smiled.

"Then I'm welcome."

The cloth bag on the back was scattered, and a pitch-black spear fell to the ground with a bang.

18. After death, there will be no remaining life.

For Hu Dong, facing so many monsters alone, he was really worried that he would accidentally miss.

But now he has put aside his worries, because he saw that the white-haired fairy still looked calm after seeing the scene change drastically.

With such a senior from the Xian family who needs knowledge, insight, and strength to stand behind him, don't mention how much security Hu Dong has in his heart.

I saw a yellow paper talisman suddenly turned over from the hand of the burly figure, and it started to burn itself.

Hu Dong wiped the burning talisman paper on his spear, and the flame climbed towards the spear and surrounded the spear body, revealing a scorching heat.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, Xue Kui knew that the purpose of the man in front of him looking for this place was definitely not just to see his late master, but just like himself, with the idea of ​​exterminating evil spirits.

Ghosts belonging to cold things are more afraid of scorching flames and masculine thunder.

And Hu Dong's proficiency in using fire-attribute alchemy as a starting gesture is very similar to those ghost exorcists who specialize in dealing with ghosts.

Facing the crowd of ghosts, Hu Dong greeted them with a long spear.

The flying fireworks fell on the ghosts, causing the bodies of those ghosts to melt away quickly. This inevitably stimulated the viciousness of the other ghosts.

When Hu Dong saw this scene, he didn't have any panic, as if he was already familiar with it, he fine-tuned his footsteps when he retreated, so that his body always kept a safe distance from the ghost, so that he could not stop walking. The ghost attacking him looked like it was going to die, and slammed into the point of his flame-encrusted spear.

Xue Kui looked at Hu Dong's spear skills and felt a familiar feeling.

Use the small shift of the spear to maintain the flexibility of the weapon, mixed with a few large-scale swings from time to time, to ensure the agility of the feet so that you can better face emergencies.

The more he watched, the more Xue Kui felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

After a brief observation, Xue Kui was suddenly surprised.