Chapter 566 The Figure on the Chair of the Eight Immortals

The rotten pillow exuded a faint yin energy.

Because the body consciousness is strengthened, the feeling of Yin Qi is also strengthened.

I had never felt such a weak yin energy before.

There is only one possibility for this pillow to exude yin energy.

This pillow was used by the deceased before his death.

In addition, I also found two identical rotten pillows not far away.

Tao Wen and Zhang Shiyi also noticed it. They looked at me in confusion and asked, "Liu Su, why are you so obsessed with a rotten pillow?"

I came to my senses and replied: "No...it's nothing."

A few of us found an old house that was relatively well preserved.

I pushed the door open. The moment the door was pushed open, dust flew everywhere and I couldn't help but cough.

The smoke and dust dispersed, and the old house was dilapidated. The door of the main hall was wide open, and there was an Eight Immortals chair in the middle of the main hall.

Just when I turned my eyes to look elsewhere, I suddenly saw a person sitting on the Eight Immortals Chair out of the corner of my eye.

I was stunned for a moment, turned my head sharply, and looked at the Eight Immortals Chair again.

There is nothing on the Eight Immortals Chair.

At this moment, Miao Fengluan exclaimed from the side: "Come and see!"

We quickly approached Miao Fengluan and saw that the broken wall in front of Miao Fengluan was densely covered with blood writing.

The content of the word "blood" is only two words.

Run!

The blood words have dried up, but the fear and panic of the writer can still be seen.

The rotten pillows, the figure on the Eight Immortals chair, and these shocking words in blood all highlight the unusualness of this village.

There must be a ghost in this village.

It's just that they are hiding and we are showing up. We have to wait until they take action against us before we can find out what is going on in this village from their mouths.

We found a room and planned to take a short rest.

It was said to be a rest, but everyone seemed very cautious.

Zhang Shiyi came to me and sat down. He looked at me and said, "Have you heard about the Luotian Festival held in Maoshan?"

I nodded.

Zhang Shiyi's expression became a little ugly, and he said: "Before Maoshan spread this news, many capable people and strangers on both sides of the Yin and Yang strait had disappeared."

Hearing this, I frowned and asked tentatively: "You mean, this Luotian Dajiao is a conspiracy against capable people and strangers?"

Zhang Eleven nodded: "Yes, my master was also invited to attend the Luotian Festival. Before he left, he said a lot of incomprehensible words to me, as if he was explaining the funeral arrangements. I think he must What’s the point?”

Tao Wen heard the conversation between Zhang Shiyi and me and said: "Actually, your worries are not unreasonable."

Zhang Shiyi and I looked at Tao Wen in confusion.

Tao Wen also sat next to me and said in a serious tone: "My master told me before he passed away not to interfere in anything in Maoshan, including the Luotian Jiao."

"His old man also told me that in the near future, the capable people and strangers on both sides of the Yin and Yang strait will face a catastrophe, and he doesn't want me to get involved."

My heart slowly sank.

I can't help but worry about Xu Tianxuan. After things here are resolved, I must go to Maoshan in person.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

My eyelids started to fight. Not only me, but Ruohong and others also had the same reaction.

They all tried to stay awake.

At this time, the darkness in the room gradually became thicker, and then, a white mist floated out of thin air. I screamed in my heart and just wanted to tell everyone to cover their noses.

But before he could say anything, he fell into a deep sleep.