Zhu Qingsheng grinned his teeth and poured his breath back into his mouth. He touched his backhand, feeling that the warm and sticky blood was all covered with the wounds that had been healed. The blood was slowly flowing out of the wounds, but the situation was urgent, so Zhu Qingsheng didn't have time to bandage them.

The crescent moon moved westward, and a moonlight hit his body very cold. Zhu Qingsheng ran while using the moonlight to estimate that it was probably twenty-five feet away from the gate of the entire mansion, but a high wall was already blocked in front of him. A few days ago, Zhu Qingsheng would definitely be able to use martial arts to flip over, but now he is injured one after another and has not entered anything for nearly a day and a night. He is really hungry and tired. Not to mention this high wall, it would be difficult to flip over even an eight-foot-high wall.

Now Zhu Qingsheng can only turn around and walk east along the wall step by step, hoping to bypass the high wall, walk about eleven feet south, and then go west at the same distance as now. Isn’t you able to reach your destination in this way?

Zhu Qingsheng came out of a corner in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief. He rushed forward a few steps and turned around. He suddenly felt a sense of pain in his heart and could not move at all.

Isn’t this the path they took when they came just now?

Zhu Qingsheng's heart was beating, and in front of it was where Qi Yunfei said he had seen the pile of dead bodies. Although the three of them found nothing, Zhu Qingsheng did feel a sinister aura, as if someone was peeking at him in secret. Unexpectedly, he was about to walk over again.

Zhu Qingsheng was nervous. He was injured now and lost all the talismans. He only had a sunny parasol in his hand. He couldn't resist something unclean. However, when he remembered the situation of Songbai Taoist, he could only bite the bullet and slowly move forward, hoping not to pass by that place.

One zhang, two zhang, three zhang...

Seeing the place where Luo Qitao slammed the wall in front, Zhu Qingsheng became more and more nervous, his hands were covered in sweat, and even his movements became slow and dull.

Eight, nine, ten zhang...

Zhu Qingsheng's throat was dry, and a chill suddenly rushed over to his head, unable to walk any step.

One meter ahead of the wall collapsed, and the broken bricks and stones were scattered on the road, motionless.

It was exactly where Qi Yunfei stood here before, and then Luo Qitao slapped her with a palm.

Are you really going to go in from where to break the heart of the plum blossom formation?

Zhu Qingsheng was frightened and hesitant, but when he thought that it was related to the Taoist Songbai, he had to grit his teeth and walk over little by little, and at the same time blocked Kui Yang Parasol in front of him. If there was really something unclean, he wouldn't be afraid.

It was already the second half of the night, and the surroundings were terrible. There was no trace of wind and the sound of wind. I could only hear my footsteps dragging on the ground.

Zhu Qingsheng slowly moved his body, plucked up the courage to look inside, and suddenly he rushed to the top of his head with cold sweat and dared not move.

A blood-red boat board was lying on the ground facing him, with a rich blood color about to drip from above, and was extremely conspicuous under the moonlight. Behind the bed board was a broken wooden door, which led to it.

According to Zhu Qingsheng's original plan, he was to walk about 11 meters south, then walk a distance westward for a while, and then break the heart of the plum blossom formation and end. It turned out that everything was so simple.

Should I go through it?

The blood-red bed board just blocked the wooden door, which looked extremely weird due to the darkness around it.

Zhu Qingsheng fought quietly for a while, and when he thought about it, he couldn't drag it anymore. He took a few deep breaths and took a big step forward.

The bed board was still lying there quietly, nothing happened.

Zhu Qingsheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief and walked around him little by little.

The bed still nothing happened.

Zhu Qingsheng approached little by little, walked towards the tattered wooden door behind the wall, and the bright red bed board was at his feet. Zhu Qingsheng's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and he couldn't help looking down.

This is how people are. While they are extremely afraid of something, they also want to take a look.

I suddenly realized something was wrong when I saw it.

After a long time, ordinary blood will surely penetrate into the wooden board, why is this bed still so red?

Zhu Qingsheng sniffed his nose gently and a familiar smell penetrated into his nose.

He was shocked. This is cinnabar! It is cinnabar used to write talismans!

No wonder, the color of cinnabar has not faded for a long time, and the bright red not only has the effect of warding off evil spirits, but also used it to the top scorer in the past emperors.

Zhu Qingsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time he laughed at himself for fuss. He became frightened without telling what this was.

But why did Qi Yunfei see a pile of dead bodies pressing on the bed? Why is there cinnabar here?

At this time, there was no time to think about it. Since this was not blood, Zhu Qingsheng was no longer afraid of anything. He strided over and pushed open the tattered wooden door.

The moonlight is clear, and in front of me is a long-destroying courtyard, with dead leaves and broken tiles everywhere, and surrounded by abandoned and collapsed houses. Three black dead branches are inserted in the middle of the courtyard, distributed in the shape of a "品".

That is the target he is looking for. According to the Taoist Songbai, just remove these three pearls of plum blossoms and urinate in the middle.

Zhu Qingsheng no longer hesitated and rushed forward. When he arrived at a plum blossom, he suddenly felt something was wrong. This was obviously a dead branch of plum blossom made of black iron, and it was dark and lifeless.

Zhu Qingsheng made a fuss and ignored it at this time. He held the roots with both hands and pulled them up and pulled them up.

It didn't move at all.

Zhu Qingsheng gritted his teeth and tried hard to pull it up again, but still couldn't pull out a trace.

Zhu Qingsheng muttered, it would be much better if there were any daggers and swords, but then he thought that the plum blossoms were made of black iron and could not cut them with swords and daggers, so he couldn't help but feel worried.

Seeing that I still have a sunny parasol, I wonder if it has any effect on the black iron plum blossoms all over my body.

Time is urgent and there is no time to think, Zhu Qingsheng raised his sunny parasol and smashed the black iron plum blossom hard.

"Bang!" The black iron plum blossom broke with a sound.

As the black iron plum blossom fell, the earth shook slightly, and the originally silent night sky suddenly became messy, and black air emerged from the underground and the room, flying in the air, whirring loudly, as if frightened fish were running around. Looking at each black air, there was a soul swimming rapidly in the air.

Zhu Qingsheng was shocked. Seeing that his head was covered with black air, there were countless souls looking at him. He was worried and hurriedly ran to the second plum blossom to raise the sunny parasol and prepared to smash it down again.

Suddenly, an old voice shouted in surprise: "No." A strong wind came, and the sun parasol couldn't help but tilt a little and hit the ground.

Zhu Qingsheng looked at the source of the sound, and a black air suddenly fell from the air. When he landed on the ground, he had not seen his appearance clearly. Another black air fell, followed by the second and third... The black air fell one after another, gradually condensed together, mixing into a ball of black fog, and the thick one could not be distinguished clearly.

Zhu Qingsheng felt a little uneasy inexplicably, took two steps back, erected the Kui Yang Parasol in front of him, and looked at the black fog with vigilance.

The black fog rushes, and a fog suddenly appears on an old man's face, saying, "Brother, stop quickly..." Before he could finish speaking, it suddenly disappeared, and a big man's face appeared again, and he shouted angrily: "Boy, do you know you have made a big mistake."

The big man's face flashed, and a pointed and thin face appeared again and cried, "Stop it, I can't stand it anymore."

(End of this chapter)
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