Chapter 297 Yin God, Ancient Tomb! (Two in One)

"Join the army as a general," Song Changping sighed.

It seemed like a memory from a long, long time ago.

When they were young men from the village, they were all full of passion and served as soldiers in the Dahan Dynasty, but they all died in the end.

Being picked up by the Corpse Refining Sect to be refined into a corpse puppet, this is naturally not a good ending.

Therefore, they are somewhat worried about the fact that Song Changming has joined the army now.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on." Song Changming smiled lightly.

"Yeah." Song Changping nodded and did not dissuade him much on this matter.

Song Changming is no longer the little kid who used to play behind them.

Compared with their two brothers, Song Changming, who has experienced many things, is more measured, understands the pros and cons, and weighs the risks.

After passing the canyon, there is a vast basin in front of you.

There are lush vegetation, mountains and rivers, and it is full of greenery.

It is hot in June, but it is very cool here.

"Is this the place?" Song Changming was at the edge of the basin, looking at the large basin from afar.

"Yes." Xiao Jin poked out a thin whisker from the iron box and made a circle to confirm.

Then he gestured another line of words.

"If you let me go, I can drill into the ground and easily get the magic formula from the ancient tomb for you, how about that?"

Song Changming smiled and shook his head, "Impossible."

He couldn't completely trust this ginseng spirit now, this little thing was very smart.

If he let it go, it would be difficult for him to find it again after drilling into the ground.

"This time, you will go in with me, we will live and die together." Song Changming smiled and said with his face close to the plate.

Xiao Jin gave up the idea instantly.

After more than a year of getting along, it also understood Song Changming's temperament.

Once he became ruthless, he could really do anything.

Hu Yan, who was also captured before, was burned to death in a fire.

So it didn't dare to mess around.

After that, the three of them abandoned their horses and flew into the basin. Xiao Jin was like an accurate radar, quickly leading them to their destination.

But.

Song Changming looked at a mountain village in front of him.

According to Xiao Jin, there was no one here a hundred years ago.

This small wild village appeared in the past few decades, standing not far from the ancient tomb, which seemed very abrupt.

"It didn't exist before." Xiao Jin replied, referring to this small village.

"In such a desolate place, such a wild village appeared, and it was next to the ancient tomb. It's a bit strange no matter how you look at it."

The second brother Song Changan said, he raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of green eyes under the hood, scanning everything in front of him.

Song Changming naturally understood that this place was strange, and directly released his perception to cover the entire village.

Soon, he "saw" the situation in the village.

The village was not deserted, but there were indeed human villagers living in it, and there were quite a few of them.

It is roughly estimated that there are hundreds of households and thousands of people.

Most of them are ordinary people, but there are also some warriors, but they are all at the basic level of body refining and are not strong.

This is another strange point.

In Yunzhou, the villages and towns outside are basically built around the big city, so that the villages and towns can be protected from wild monsters and survive.

And this small wild village obviously has no city-state to rely on, and there is no strong person to protect the village, so how did it develop and multiply here?

In daily life, just a monster beast is enough to have a full meal in the village and kill all the villagers.

"Forget it, this village has nothing to do with our trip. Let's find the ancient tomb and go in to find the magic formula."

Song Changming shook his head. His goal was clear and he didn't plan to enter the village.

The three flew directly over the village and came to a mountain not far away.

"The yin energy here is so heavy!" Song Changping said.

As a corpse puppet, he was particularly sensitive to the cold air, especially the deathly air in the cold air.

"It can't be wrong!"

"Where to start?" Song Changming asked Xiao Jin.

"This place has changed a lot in the past hundred years. I can't be sure if I don't go underground to find it." Xiao Jin shook his fine whiskers and wrote a line of reply.

"Don't play tricks."

"I'm just a poor ginseng. What can I do?"

Watching Song Changming communicate with this ginseng, no matter how many times he watched it, he felt that his brother's pet was really magical.

A ginseng that can move and write!

I don't know where it was found.

After confirming that the ginseng spirit was not lying, Song Changming had to continue to spread his spiritual perception, covering the entire mountain area, and relying on himself to find the entrance to the ancient tomb.

"Changming!" Song Changping suddenly reminded.

Song Changming came back to his senses and turned his head to look.

I saw a group of villagers coming from a village not far away.

They held hoes and shovels, staring at Song Changming and the other two, with vigilance and even a bit of hostility on their faces.

"Who are you? Why are you so close to our village's ancestral graves!" A young man walking in front of them held a hatchet and shouted.

"Ancestral graves?" Song Changming didn't expect this to happen.

"Where are your ancestral graves?"

The young man snorted coldly and said, "This mountain is the ancestral graves of our village. Leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

He has martial arts skills and is much stronger than ordinary people.

"Where are your ancestral graves? Why don't I see any graves on this mountain?" Song Changming's perception could only see lush greenery on the mountain, where there were no tombstones or graveyards.

Not to mention the ancient tomb that was already buried deep underground.

"Ali, why waste time talking to them? I think they have bad intentions. Catch them first and interrogate them thoroughly!" Another villager suddenly raised an iron hammer and shouted.

The young man's eyes also turned cold, and he walked towards Song Changming and the other two, clearly intending to take action directly.

Seeing this, Song Changming was too lazy to say more, and stretched out his finger and made a random stroke.

A stream of innate energy shot out, and a large pit with a diameter of several meters was blasted in front of the group of villagers.

This move shocked the group of villagers, including the young warrior.

Many villagers were so scared that their legs softened and they fell to the ground, looking at Song Changming in horror.

Song Changming stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the young man was rolled up by the innate energy, and fell into his hands without any resistance.

In front of the innate, these warriors who were still in the body refining realm were no different from chickens on the roadside.

"Little kid, you said that the ancestral tomb of the village is this mountain. What do you mean?" Song Changming asked in a low voice.

"Humph, kill me if you have the guts!"

The young man was tough. Even though he was frightened by Song Changming's strength, he was not afraid of death.

"Let him go!" Another villager shouted, and the next moment he was also caught by Song Changming.

"Then tell me."

"Don't even think about it!" The villager gritted his teeth and was also unwilling to say anything more to him, an outsider, even if he lost his life for it.

"Huh" This was a bit unexpected for Song Changming.

The villagers in this wild village all have a stubbornness, or a strong belief, and are not afraid of life and death.

Not only the two people he caught, most of the other villagers also have this temperament of dying for honor.

"Aren't you afraid of angering me and burying the whole village together?" Song Changming said strangely.

He even suspected that it was because he didn't look fierce enough and couldn't shock them?

Wasn't the display of innate energy just now enough?

When they heard that Song Changming was going to destroy the village, the villagers showed hesitation and fear on their faces, but they still had no intention of compromising with Song Changming.

"You touched us and our ancestral graves, the Yin God will definitely not let you go, even if you escape to the ends of the earth!" Ali said suddenly.

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Song Changming asked.

"Huh!" Ali turned his head away, unwilling to say more, looking like he was waiting to die.

"Wait, let me tell you, let me tell you." Suddenly, an old man came hurriedly with a cane.

"I only ask you to let my grandson go."

"Grandpa, you can't tell me! If you tell me, the Yin God will not let you go!" Ali wanted to struggle at this time, but he couldn't move under the restraint of the innate energy.

"It doesn't matter, I'm old, and I don't have many years to live, so I'll take this old life." The old man said with a grunt, wanting to exchange one life for another.

"Please let these villagers go, I will stay here."

"Then please explain it clearly." Song Changming frowned and threw the villagers away.

He felt that this Yin God might be related to the ancient tomb he was looking for.

The villagers wanted to rescue the old man, but they were all scolded away by the old man.

During the conversation, Song Changming also learned that the old man was the village chief of this village.

Then the village chief sat on the ground, taking a breath and resting while telling Song Changming.

Their village is an unknown village. The ancestors came here to build the village for nearly a hundred years. The first village chief was his grandfather, and he was the second village chief.

"Hey, what about your father?" Song Changming asked.

The old village chief's eyes were dark, and he took a breath again, and then said: "My father was sacrificed to the Yin God as a sacrifice."

"How to sacrifice?" Song Changming frowned and asked, feeling that this Yin God sounded more and more evil.

"On the night of July 14, people who are to be sacrificed are placed on this mountain. The next day, they will be taken away by the Yin God. This process cannot be seen or checked. If anyone stays that night, they will be taken away together." The old village chief answered truthfully.

"So they were taken away by the Yin God you mentioned? Are you sure it was not taken away by some monster?" Song Changming was very skeptical.

This so-called Yin God, could it be that it is a monster that has become intelligent and is causing trouble here?

"It is absolutely impossible. The Yin God really exists." The old village chief said firmly.

Song Changming asked him why he was so sure, but he said it in a confused and vague way.

He just thought that this was passed down from generation to generation. The Yin God really exists. Every year, one person in the village needs to be offered as a sacrifice to the Yin God to protect the village from being invaded by wild beasts and monsters.

"The village has existed for so many years, thanks to the Yin God. He is protecting the village!" The old village chief seemed to believe it.

"That's right. If there is no protection, this wild village would not have existed here for so long." Song Changming pondered secretly.

However, after the old village chief talked for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what the Yin God was. He only knew that this so-called Yin God was related to the mountain he found.

"Could it be something in the ancient tomb below?"

Song Changming looked back at the mountain behind him. A gust of cold wind blew down from the mountain. It was clearly the hot season in June, but it made people feel cold.

Song Changming had a strong blood and qi, and this coldness had no effect on him.

The two brothers around him were corpses themselves, and they felt nothing at all, and even felt a little comfortable.

The old village chief was already old, and when he was blown by the gust of wind, his face turned blue in an instant, as if the remaining vitality in his body was blown away by the gust of wind.

Song Changming raised his hand, and a ray of purple-gold fire circled around the old village chief, and the old village chief's face eased.

"I leaked the secret of the Yin God, I am afraid I will not survive. Sir, please let the villagers go. They did not intend to offend you." The old village chief requested.

"I am not interested in your village. I came here for my own purpose." Song Changming said, and then asked: "Could it be that the Yin God will come to kill you? How did he know that you leaked his secret?"

"He knows, he has been here all the time." The old village chief said slowly, his heart to die is self-evident.

Song Changping and Song Changan looked at each other.

In this case, the Yin God may come to find them again.

"That Yin God can't be a ghost, right?" Song Chang'an said in a low voice.

"What are you afraid of? We are afraid of ghosts in this state." Song Changping replied calmly.

Speaking of which, their cold bodies are more like ghosts in the world.

"In this case, this mountain is said to be the ancestral land of the village, but in fact it is only because of the need for sacrifice to the Yin God that the village attaches importance to it." Song Changming suddenly said.

For the so-called Yin God, if it were normal times, he would avoid it and retreat with the idea of ​​less trouble than more trouble.

But today he has explored this ancient tomb, and if the Yin God has any objections, he will show up and fight!

"That's right, the village has never had any ancestral land. This mountain is more like an altar in the village, allowing us to sacrifice our lives every year!" The old village chief said this and shook his head.

It seems that he feels that he has no chance to live anyway, so he reveals all the thoughts that are suppressed in his heart.

"Rather than saying that we worship the Yin God, it's better to say that the Yin God has trapped us here for generations. No, it's the Yin God who keeps us in captivity, just like we keep pigs, dogs and sheep in captivity!

All of us can't leave this place, and the previous people have paid the price of blood but failed.

Everyone who wants to escape from this place will always have the Yin God appear in front of him in time. His eyes seem to be everywhere, always monitoring everything in the village, and ruthlessly cleaning up the villagers who escaped."

Speaking of this, Song Changming also saw that the old village chief was not crazy about the Yin God at all. He was not a believer of the Yin God at all.

There was a bit of self-mockery and a flash of pain on his old face.

"Many people died back then, but unfortunately, as time went by, the descendants gradually ignored this truth and gradually accepted the concept that the Yin God was the patron saint of the village"

"What is all this about."