From Dong Guzhai in Xiling, Jiuwanda Mountain to Qizhangcheng, you can pass through Feixiongling, Burial Soul Valley, Baili Bamboo Sea and other places. The whole journey is more than 800 miles. There are mountain roads and jungles along the way, which are rugged and difficult to walk.

When Luo Xiao and the five-member group of Dong Guzhai left the village and chased them all the way, the target of their trip, Sheng Xuangao and the Langshan brothers, had already crossed Feixiong Ridge and arrived at the Burial Soul Valley.

The Soul Burial Valley is a narrow valley that lasts more than 30 miles. It is said that during the Three Realms War ten thousand years ago, a human army of nearly 10,000 people was ambushed by the ghost clan. The entire army was completely destroyed, and the bones were gone, and the souls were eaten. Therefore, later people called the Soul Burial Valley.

After that, on rainy days, as long as you pass through the canyon, you can hear the sound of devil cries and sobs. Therefore, the 90,000 Zhuli in the mountains and the Tengluo people in the southwest never dared to cross the canyon on rainy days, especially at night.

Sheng Xuangao and others were not very lucky. When they crossed Feixiong Ridge, it started to drizzle. They delayed some time on the road. When they arrived at the Burial Soul Valley, it was not only drizzle, but also near dusk. Both of these things made them catch up.

However, whether it is Sheng Xuangao or the Langshan brothers, they are not mountaineers of Zhuli Baizhai, nor are they Tengluo people with Zhuli bloodlines. They are mostly descendants of the Kangsha tribes that migrated to the northwest of the territory decades ago, and they will not take this ancient legend that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years to heart. Not to mention that the ghost clan has long disappeared, even if there is, with the strength of the warrior's qi and blood, it will disappear as soon as it touches the evil spirits. Why fear?

However, Nan Ya was afraid and struggled desperately to stay outside the valley, and strongly demanded to retreat to Feixiong Ridge.

Sheng Xuangao was not willing to go back and forced the soldiers to carry Nan Ya forward.

The trouble was so anxious that the wild wolf with the most temper among the Langshan brothers rushed over and slapped Nan Ya down. If the Red Wolf hadn't stopped him quickly, he would have fists and feet.

Sheng Xuangao didn't care much. As one of the confidants of the hall, he knew more or less a little. Why did the hall want this woman? Just take the person back alive. It doesn't matter if you have less flesh or even lack arms or legs.

At this time, Sheng Xuangao was wearing a straw raincoat and was frowning at the misty canyon. He had walked through this canyon the day before yesterday. At that time, he could see a hundred feet away, but now, it was less than ten feet away. No matter how far it was, it was blurred.

Perhaps it was because of the stimulation of the Yuanli movement. After only watching for a while, my forehead became hot and painful again.

Sheng Xuangao subconsciously pressed the thick herbs on his forehead, covered it with several rounds, and smiled bitterly. Even if he was a ninth-level samurai with a strong constitution, his injuries would not be healed for ten days and half a month.

Thinking of that terrifying arrow, Sheng Xuangao was still very palpitations. He had never heard of such a terrible young man. Could it be that he really came out of that sect?

When it was almost dark, more than 20 sergeants had built four wooden sheds with cut logs and came over to ask Sheng Xuangao to come in and take a rest and shelter from the rain.

When the sergeant buried the pot and made rice, Sheng Xuangao greeted the five brothers in Langshan and said, "I'm afraid I'll ask Xian Zhongkun to be on duty tonight."

The wild wolf, thick and black, with a scattered hair like a savage, glared at the bull's eyes: "Why do you want our brothers to watch the night? Are you a group of soldiers who are good-looking?"

Sheng Xuangao said: "As the old man said, this Soul Burial Valley is quite evil. Although it is not credible, no matter what, only warriors can ward off evil spirits. Besides, would Xian Zhongkun feel at ease to hand over safety to a group of low-level warriors? Moreover, I will not use you for nothing, and I will have my own reward."

The wild wolf laughed: "I'll just listen to this sentence later. OK, aren't we brothers just doing the work of taking money and eliminating disasters? What's the point of keeping a night? As long as the cost of the vigil can match our brother's value. Right, brother?"

The red wolf nodded, as if he had agreed.

The rain kept drizzling, without stopping. The sky was pitch black. It took a long time for a lightning to pierce the boundless dark curtain and brighten the entire canyon.

The lightning reflected the rough fur face of a wild wolf on an old tree outside the shed. At this moment, the third of the five wolf was wiping his face hard: "This ghost weather... cannot be done, I have to ask the one named Sheng to increase the money tomorrow."

On another tree not far away from him, the old fifth green wolf also spoke up for it: "That's right, add half, no, double... Hey, third brother, have you heard any sound at the entrance of the canyon?"

The wild wolf listened for a while and said angrily: "No, what did you hear?"

"It seems that someone is crying..."

"Go to your mother, you can't be dozing off just now. I dreamed that you were making a little girl cry!" The wild wolf said, making a terrible laugh, without any awareness of vigilance.

Qinglang also laughed dryly and suddenly asked, "Third Brother, what do you mean by collecting these big-bellied women everywhere in the hall? Is it because of some hobbies?"

The left and right commanders of the Greedy Wolf Guard, the left and right deputy commanders, and the four leaders led a group of fierce soldiers, like wolves and tigers, and arresting women everywhere. It is no longer a secret. The five brothers of Langshan alone participated in several cases. Although they only took money and did not ask the reason, this matter was strange no matter how they looked at it, and they could not help but mutter in private.

"It's not that simple." The wild wolf had a bad temper but was not mindless, thinking deeply, "We don't know the situation of the other commanders, but just a few of our brothers participated in it, they were all samurai, and it didn't matter if they were alive, they would hurt and scratch their faces. - Women who were samurai were everywhere, and warriors were also everywhere, but women who were samurai were very rare. The temple wanted to collect such rare people... Hehe, do you think it could be simple?"

Qinglang snorted: "The woman who can cultivate samurai is not too poor, but those who can cultivate to a higher level are not powerful behind her. How many are there to do? Just like this female leader of the Dong Gu Village took so much effort? She also killed her eighth-level man and attacked and injured a ninth-level patriarch, and then she got it. These Liming Hundred Villages have connections with each other, and some are family friends, so I am afraid that something will happen. If that hall does this, something will happen sooner or later."

The wild wolf said lazily: "Don't worry about him. Anyway, we will use money to do things. The trouble is them, it has nothing to do with us."

The Qinglang on the opposite side didn't say anything, as if he had made a default.

The wild wolf talked for a while, but never got the response from the green wolf. He was immediately annoyed: "Fifth, why are you pretending to be an old man? The third brother is talking to you..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt cold on his neck, as if someone was blowing.

The wild wolf was startled and then smiled grimly, his fingers bent like a hook, and suddenly turned around and slammed behind him: "Play this with me, Lao Wu, you are still young..."

As soon as a lightning flashed across the sky, the wild wolf felt as if it was struck by thunder, its eye sockets were protruding, its curved fingers were as stiff as ghost claws, and its body, which was full of explosive power, suddenly turned into rocks.

A mountain wind blew with fog and rain, and the branches swayed sharply.

Bang!

The wild wolf's body fell heavily, hitting the mud, and its fur covered with mud, and its horror almost overflowed.
Chapter completed!