Subsequently Xu Wang began to arrange formations, and at this time I noticed familiar faces among the crowd, Sun Daozang.
He nodded slightly to me and then continued with a calm and serene expression.
Soon, the Mengji Dao Field arranged the people in order, not completely following the order said by Feng Huai Gǔ, but the entire Mengji Dao Field people all were scattered, let us and Yutai Dao Field of people also thoroughly scattered.
About every two people, one person was inserted in between.
Those Mengji Dao Field gentlemen had a kind of copper plate in their hands, and at that time Xu Wang used this method to wound Lao Gong.
At this time, the old Gong had to leave Xu Jin's back and return to my backpack's night pot.
Xu Jin was even more silent.
Next, it was through this path.
The process is not complicated.
Leading the way was Xu Wang, who held a ruler in his right hand and a copper strip in his left, pressing it against different positions on the ruler continuously.
Actually, this scene is very mysterious.
Is that really the way to avoid ghosts and corpses?
I don't understand, but somehow, that's just how it turned out...
The water under the small path was constantly rippling, and at least dozens of deep-blue faces were floating on the edges of the pond, ready to burst up at any moment.
But because of our camp, it seems to be blocked by an invisible force, unable to break the surface of the water!
The distance of several dozen meters was crossed in just a few minutes, and everything passed without incident.
Only then did I understand why they insisted on having people scout the path.
From the path ahead, to this pond full of green corpses, it was actually very dangerous.
Under normal circumstances, if we had gone on our own, the loss would have been more than just one person.
Although the gentlemen may be a bit aloof, they can indeed pass through certain environments with great precision and safety.
It's just that Xu Jin's perspective is different, and he feels uncomfortable.
A large group of people stood at the edge of the water pond, and at this moment, the ranks dispersed, the water surface became turbulent and surging, and faintly, one could hear a sharp roar passing from the depths of the water.
The water became more violent, and some green corpses suddenly jumped up, as if they wanted to climb ashore, but there was an invisible boundary that prevented them from climbing onto the shore. It seemed like their activity range was limited to the small paths on either side.
Just as I was thinking about it, wet and damp green corpses climbed up on both sides of the path. They stood steadily without moving, as if sealing off our way back...
"Zhe, got smart, but it's no use at all."
Lao Gong just appeared on my shoulder, but then disappeared again...
The sky brightened.
The faint light of dawn pierced the night, driving away the darkness behind the pond.
I find it difficult to describe the horror of that scene.
Indeed, the darkness is mostly tree shadows, but there are some ... remains hanging among them.
The place is very eerie, in Lao Gong's jargon, this is called "qi," which makes these remains very fresh, as if they were just dead people.
They are not ordinary people. The corpses hanging on the trees at the edge all have some abnormalities. Some have a tumor growing on their ears, while others seem normal, but their hands have seven fingers, and even some have an extra hand on their chest...
The wind was gently blowing, and the faint laughter only just came out from the forest, like wind bells, but another type of terrifying.
The people from the Qianjiang family who saw this scene clearly had never seen it before. Their faces were all pale.
Most of the gentlemen have similar expressions, but the only one who can keep their composure is Ding Rui Pu, Feng Huai Gǔ, Tao Ming Yi, Xu Wang, and Sun Daozhang.
"A person should be sent in to scout the path," said Xu Wang again.
Fe Fang took a deep breath and was about to give the order.
This time, the people of the Qianjiang family did not go forward. Suddenly, someone timidly asked: "How can we cross this way? If something happens, even our souls cannot escape. The people who fell into the pond earlier, I didn't see their souls come out... This means that even ghost souls will be trapped here, with no possibility of rebirth..."
"Fesshe, you and our ghost master have promised that we can be reborn as humans, giving our families a better environment, protection and development in the Qianjiang family. But if we can't be reborn, suffering and torture here every day... That's too terrifying. I don't want to scout the path anymore..."
"Fe Fang?" Xu Wang's expression turned cold.
At this moment, Xu Jin seemed to be stepping forward, as if he wanted to enter the forest in front of him.
I raised my hand and grabbed Xu Jin's shoulder. I sidestepped and swept into the forest.
The chilling laughter filled my ears, a dense, insidious sound. Overlapping with it was a continuous chime of wind bells.
However, I noticed that all the abnormal corpses on top had disappeared, and instead, a row of wind chimes appeared.
The path under my feet was flat, but not straight, but rather curved in an annular form, extending forward.
A faint blue mist emerged, and in the misty shadows, some "people" stood silently by the road.
Xiongyu?
I shot out a peachwood sword! But it directly pierced through the person in the mist shadow, causing no damage to him!
I pulled out the Four Regulations Mirror and said in a low voice, "In the vast Fengdu, over the heavy Golden Mountains!"
"Lingbao Wúliàng Guāng, Dongzhào Yán Chí Fán!"
"Jiuyou Zhū Húnzuì, Shen Suí Xiāng Yún Fān!"
" zhì huì qīng lián huā, shàng shēng shén yǒng ān!"
After the breaking prison chant was cast, a distortion rippled around me. What I saw before my eyes was that I was standing on rotting leaves, two bodies still hanging above my head. The scene before me was shattered and reassembled, and everyone in the mist shadow looked directly at me.
The next second, everything completely vanished, replaced by the bodies on the trees swaying continuously, as if trying to break free of the ropes and fall. Every single one of them was staring at me fiercely!
It's like I have disrupted some kind of layout and rules here!
I can't describe this feeling. They actually can't kill me, and the increase in strength has given me the ability to kill some of the green corpses. It's just that there are too many of them, which makes me retreat.
But if I retreat here, I won't be able to go deeper into it, and the chance of taking advantage of the chaos is extremely low. At least for the moment, there hasn't been any danger that could harm the great master.
I quickly put away the Four Regulations Mirror and retreated outside the forest. Suddenly, the shaking in the forest stopped, and the corpses returned to calmness. The wind carried a faint laughter, as if nothing had happened...
dozens of eyes fell on me, especially Tao Ming Yi, Xu Wang, Ding Rui Pu, and Feng Huai Gǔ.
I whispered about the situation I had seen earlier.
Feng Huai Gǔ murmured: "The spirit mist is formed into a forest, and the feng shui forms an image. This is a foreboding prison that blocks the sky. However, this prison is not merely used to kill people and block the way. It is based on the Sixty-four Hexagrams and array law. This forest should have been formed using Sixty-four Hexagrams. The positions where the arrays are arranged are different, and walking through correctly will pass without difficulty. Forcing to break through this foreboding prison will prevent passage, and one can only return to their original path."
My heart gave a sudden thump, and I had no doubt about what Feng Huai Gǔ had said.
"But what if we get it wrong?" I unconsciously asked.
Feng Huai Gǔ squinted and smiled, and suddenly said, "Then staying here to scout the path is not a bad thing. It allows us to see when others come. When they pass by, you feel relieved. If they can't make it through, then stay here as company. You won't be alone."
The chill in my heart grew even deeper. Suddenly, I felt that Feng Huai Gǔ was like a madman. He was completely devoted to fengshui, a madman who loved it wholeheartedly.
