The horse was frightened and was galloping on the mountain road.

Zhang Yuan rushed all the way and saw two horses rushing around. He frowned, suddenly his hands spread out, rushed by quickly, and grabbed the reins.

The two horses were stopped on the spot like toys and could not help but feel a long neighing.

Zhang Yuan quickly comforted the two horses, wondering in his heart, and looked forward.

This mountain road is exactly the direction of Xiling Valley.

Where did the two horses rush out?

"Where is the person right away? Did something happen?"

Zhang Yuan frowned.

After loosening the reins and letting the two horses leave on their own, Zhang Yuan rushed forward.

Bypassing a detour, a messy tombstone came into view, weeds growing everywhere, autumn leaves piled up, and there was an indescribable desolation and dilapidation.

In the middle of the messy tombstone, a huge yard is built there, with the exterior painted in pitch black, and there is an unspeakable sense of depression.

"Yizhuang."

Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes and visualized Cihang's wise eyes.

Suddenly, the world in front of me was changing rapidly, blurring and distorting, and black and white were alternating. Then, a trace of green air was freed from the black and white, and it could not disperse.

"It's really weird."

He took Cihang's wise eyes and approached the charity village.

Suddenly, a touch of redness in front of me came into my eyes.

A red wedding dress with gold and jade inlaid in the middle of the road, with exquisite workmanship and unparalleled beauty. The moment I saw it, I was illuminated.

Zhang Yuan stopped, observed in front of his wedding dress, and fell into thought.

After a moment.

He raised his foot and stepped on his wedding dress.

A scream suddenly came from it, like a sad roar of a fierce ghost.

The wedding dress under his feet turned into a red light and wrapped it directly towards him. As soon as he approached, he suddenly screamed by the Nine Yang true energy, like a loach, flashing one after another, and rushed into the yard ahead.

Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed and he quickly followed.

However, the red wedding dress was too fast and disappeared into the yard in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Yuan stopped in front of the door and looked up at the yard.

The door was closed, and two white lanterns were hung in front of the door, which drifted with the mountain wind.

There is a baby coffin on each side, which is painted black and embedded on the ground, giving a bit of gloomy feeling.

Bang!

After stomping open the yard door, Zhang Yuan walked towards the yard.

A cold wind immediately whistled, rolling up the fallen leaves all over the ground, making a clamor, covering him.

However, although the Yin Feng was cold, the moment he approached Zhang Yuan, he was blocked by all the Nine Yang true qi.

The automatic defense function of the Nine Yang Divine Art is always operating, like an invisible hot air shield, dispelling all the coldness and ice.

The yard is spacious, with a well and an old locust tree. At the corner of the wall on the right, a group of men are busy, splitting wood, rivets and rivets, making a lot of fun.

Zhang Yuan's arrival made the men stunned and stopped.

The man in the leader suddenly came over, showed doubts, and bowed, "Little brother, what are the instructions?"

"It's okay, I'll find someone."

Zhang Yuan smiled.

"Looking for someone? Who are you looking for?"

The man asked.

"A few friends."

Zhang Yuan smiled slightly.

The other men suddenly burst into laughter.

"Little brother, come to us to find someone, then you have come to the wrong place. No living people here will come. Those who can be here are dead people. I wonder if your friends are dead people or living people?"

A man suddenly laughed.

"It should have been a living person a few days ago, but I don't know if he is still alive now."

Zhang Yuan smiled.

All the men laughed in silence.

"Little brother, if you want to find someone, then you can go in and look for it yourself, but I will remind you that there are coffins inside, so just don't be afraid."

The man in the leader smiled.

"Thank you."

Zhang Yuan nodded and smiled, raised his foot and walked towards the door ahead.

Suddenly, he paused and turned around and smiled, "Brother, do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"

"There is a ghost? How is this possible?"

The man in the leader shook his head and said with a smile.

Everyone else laughed.

"Little brother, if there are ghosts in this world, then aren't we all ghosts?"

"Yes, we live in a cemetery. If there are ghosts, wouldn't we have all been killed by ghosts?"

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Zhang Yuan nodded and smiled and said, "I'm right, I think so too."

The few people were stunned and looked at each other.

Boom!

A muffled sound came out, like thunder, and a hot air filled the air.

The man in the lead looked dull and looked at the palm on his chest blankly.

The golden light burned in the palm of his palm, containing extremely violent power, and was frantically pouring into his body.

The man's eyelids twitched, his facial features began to twist, ferocious and terrifying, and quickly deformed. Then he let out a scream of pain, and his whole body exploded with a bang.

Zhang Yuan's eyes turned cold and he swept to the other people.

"Bold demons, all of them will be killed!"

He rose up and slammed the other people with a palm.

However, the moment the palm force was blasted out, his face changed.

All of them disappeared without a trace, and no trace was seen again.

Zhang Yuan landed on the ground and suddenly frowned.

No merit value!

What I just killed was not the real evil spirit.

He looked up at the room ahead.

The door was closed and extremely dilapidated, and it was pitch black inside without any sound.

Bang!

He slapped open the door with a palm, and the black coffin came into view.

Putting it in rows together, it looks like fifty or sixty.

Zhang Yuan frowned, observed at the door for a moment, and strode over.

He pushed the coffins away one by one, and it was empty. At the beginning, there was nothing.

However, when I pushed it to more than thirty pieces, my eyes suddenly froze.

A corpse lying in the coffin, with a long blue gown, her eyes closed, and her face was extremely familiar.

"Brother Zhang."

Zhang Yuan's face changed slightly.

It’s Zhang Xueshan!

How could Zhang Xueshan appear here?

Suddenly my heart relaxed, and my breathing was still rising and falling, so it should be fine.
To be continued...