Chapter 297 Yin God, ancient tomb! (2-in-1)

Chapter 297 Yin God, ancient tomb! (2-in-1)

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

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

They were young men who came out of the village back then. They all had a passion to serve as soldiers and generals in the Dahan Dynasty, but in the end they all died.

Being picked up by the Corpse Refining Sect and refined into a corpse puppet naturally cannot be considered a good ending.

Therefore, they were somewhat worried about the fact that Song Changming had joined the army.

"Don't worry, I know it well." Song Changming said with a faint smile.

"Yes." Song Changping nodded and did not do much to dissuade him on this matter.

Today's Song Changming is no longer the child 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 us.

It is lush with vegetation, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and is full of greenery.

June is scorching hot, but it's very cool here.

"Is this here?" Song Changming was at the edge of the basin, overlooking the large basin here.

"That's right." Xiao Jin took out a thin whisker from the iron box and made a circle to express his confirmation.

Then he drew another line of characters.

"You let me go. I can burrow into the ground and easily get the magic formula from the ancient tomb for you. How about that?"

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

He couldn't completely trust this mountain ginseng essence now. This little thing was very refined.

If he lets it go, it will be difficult for him to find it again.

"This time, you will go in with me. We will live and die together." Song Changming said with a smile and his face plate came closer.

Xiao Jin gave up the idea instantly.

After getting along with him for more than a year, it also understood Song Changming's temperament very well.

Once you become ruthless, you can really do anything.

Hu Yan, who was also captured before, was burned down in a flash of fire.

Therefore, it does not dare to mess around.

After that, the three of them abandoned their horses and flew into the basin. Xiaojin was like a precise radar, quickly leading them to their destination.

only.

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

According to what Xiao Jin said, there was never any human habitation here a hundred years ago.

This Onomura appeared in the past few decades. It stood not far from the ancient tomb and looked very abrupt.

"There was no such thing before." Xiao Jin replied, naturally referring to this small village.

"It's a bit strange to see such a wild village in such a wilderness and next to an ancient tomb."

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

Song Changming naturally understood the weirdness of this place and directly released his senses to cover the entire village.

Soon, he saw everything in the village.

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

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

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

This is another strange point.

In Yunzhou, the villages and towns outside are basically built around the big cities. Only in this way can the villages and towns be protected from wild monsters and survive forever.

And this Ono 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 random monster is enough to feast in the village and kill all the villagers.

"Forget it, this village has nothing to do with our trip. Just go find the ancient tomb and go in to find the secret."

Song Changming shook his head and said that his goal was clear and he did not intend to enter the village.

The three of them flew directly over the village and arrived at a mountainous area not far away.

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

As a corpse puppet, he is particularly sensitive to this cold air, especially since this cold air still contains the air of death.

"Can't be wrong!"

"Where to start?" Song Changming then asked Xiaojin.

"This place has changed a lot in the past hundred years. I can't be sure if I don't dig into the ground to search." Xiao Jin shook his thin beard and wrote a line of reply.

"Don't play tricks."

"I'm just a poor wild ginseng, what can I do?"

Watching the scene of Song Changming communicating with this wild ginseng, no matter how many times I watch it, I just feel that my brother's pet is really magical.

A wild ginseng that can move and write!

I don’t know where to find it
After confirming that the mountain ginseng spirit was not lying, Song Changming had no choice but to continue to use his spiritual perception to cover the entire mountainous area and rely on himself to find the entrance to the ancient tomb.

"Changming!" Song Changping suddenly reminded.

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

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

They held hoes and shovels and stared at Song Changming and the others with vigilance and even a bit of hostility on their faces.

"Who are you, and why are you so close to the ancestral graves in our village!" A young man walking at the front shouted loudly, holding a hatchet.

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

"Where are your ancestral graves?"

The young man snorted coldly and said: "This mountainous area is the ancestral grave of our village. You should leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

He possesses martial arts strength and is much more powerful than ordinary people.

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

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

"Ali, why bother talking nonsense to them? I think they have bad intentions. Let's capture them first and then torture them thoroughly!" Another villager suddenly shouted, holding up a hammer.

The young man's eyes also turned cold, and he walked towards Song Changming and the others, making it clear that he wanted to take action directly.

When Song Changming saw this, he was too lazy to say anything and stretched out his finger to make a casual stroke.

A beam of innate energy was then shot out, and a large crater several meters in diameter exploded in front of the group of villagers. This move shocked the villagers, including the young warrior.

Many villagers were so frightened that their legs weakened and they collapsed on the ground, looking at Song Changming in horror.

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

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

"Little baby, you said that the ancestral graves in the village are in this mountain. What do you mean?" Song Changming asked in a low voice.

"Hmph, kill me if you can!"

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

"Let him go!" Someone else in the village shouted, and the next moment he was also arrested by Song Changming.

"Then tell me."

"Don't even think about it!" The villagers gritted their teeth and were also unwilling to say anything to an outsider like him, even if they lost their lives for it.

"Eh" This made Song Changming a little unexpected.

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

Not only the two people he held in his hands, but most of the other villagers also had this kind of temperament.

"Aren't you afraid of offending me and the whole village will be buried with you?" Song Changming asked strangely.

He even wondered if it was because he didn't look fierce enough to scare them?

Wasn't the display of innate strength just now enough?
When they heard that Song Changming was going to destroy the village, the faces of the villagers showed hesitation and fear, but they still had no intention of compromising with Song Changming.

"If you touch us or touch the ancestral graves, the Yin God will definitely not let you go, even if you escape to the ends of the world!" Ali suddenly said.

"Huh? How do you say this?" Song Changming asked.

"Humph!" Ali turned his head away, unwilling to say more, as if he was waiting to die.

"Wait a minute, I said, let me do the talking." Suddenly an old man came hurriedly on crutches.

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

"Grandpa, you can't say that! The Yin God won't let you go if you tell me!" Ali wanted to struggle at this time, but he couldn't move under the constraints of the innate Qi.

"It doesn't matter. I'm getting old and I don't have a few good years to live. I just want to take this old life away." The old man said in a hushed tone, wanting to trade one life for another.

"Please let these villagers go. I'll just stay here."

"Then please explain it more clearly." Song Changming frowned and casually shook the villager away from him.

He just felt that this evil spirit was related to the ancient tomb he was looking for.

Those villagers originally wanted to rescue the old man, but they were all shouted away angrily by the old man jumping on their feet.

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

Then the village chief sat on the ground, panting 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, where is your father?" Song Changming couldn't help but ask.

The old village chief's eyes darkened, he took another breath, and then said: "My father was sacrificed to the Yin God back then."

"What kind of sacrifice method?" Song Changming asked with a frown, feeling that this Yin God sounded more and more evil.

"Every night on the 14th day of the seventh lunar month, people who are sacrificed will be placed on this mountainous area, and the people will be taken away by the underworld on their own the next day. This process is invisible and uninspectable. Once anyone stays that night, they will all be taken away together. Taken away." The old village chief replied truthfully.

"So they were taken away by the evil spirit you mentioned? Are you sure they weren't taken away by some monster?" Song Changming was deeply suspicious of this.

Could this so-called Yin Shen be an intelligent monster causing trouble in this place?

"Absolutely impossible, Yin Shen is real." The old village chief said firmly.

Song Changming asked him why he was so sure, but he was confused and unclear.

The only thing that has been passed down from generation to generation is that the Yin God really exists. Every year, one person from the village needs to be sacrificed to the Yin God to protect the village from being intruded by wild beasts and monsters.

"The village has existed for so many years because of the Yin God. He is protecting the village!" The old village chief seemed convinced of this.

"It is true that without some protection, this wild village would not have been able to exist here for so long." Song Changming thought to himself.

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 mountainous area he was looking for.

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

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

Song Changming's Qi and blood were strong, so this cold spell had little impact on him.

The two brothers beside him were corpse puppets themselves, and they felt nothing at all, even a little comfortable.

However, the old village chief himself was very old. When he was blown by the cold wind, his face instantly turned blue, as if the remaining life in his body was about to be blown away by the cold wind.

Song Changming raised his hand, and a wisp of purple gold fire circled around the old village chief, and the old village chief's expression softened.

"I've revealed Yin Shen's secret, and I'm afraid I won't survive. Sir, please let the villagers in the village go. They didn't mean to offend you." The old village chief requested.

"I am not interested in your village. I have my own purpose here." Song Changming said, and then asked: "Is it possible that the evil spirit will come to kill you? How did he know that you revealed his secrets? ?”

"He knows that he has always been here." The old village chief said slowly, and his desire to die was self-evident.

Song Changping and Song Changan looked at each other.

In this case, it is unlikely that the Yin God will still find them.

"The Yin Shen can't be some kind of ghost," Song Changan said dryly and in a low voice.

"What are we afraid of? What kind of ghosts are we afraid of when we look like this?" Song Changping replied calmly.

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

"In this case, this mountainous area is said to be the ancestral land of the village. In fact, it is only valued by the village because of the need for sacrifices to the Yin God." Song Changming suddenly said.

Regarding the so-called Yin Shen, if it were normal, he would probably give way and retreat based on the idea that doing more is worse than doing less.

But today he has determined the ancient tomb. If the Yin Shen has any objections, just show up and touch it!

"Yes, 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.

He seemed to feel that he had no chance of living anyway, so he confessed all the thoughts he had been holding deep in his heart.

"Rather than saying that we worship the Yin God, it is better to say that the Yin God has trapped us here for generations. No, it is the Yin God who has kept us in captivity, just like we keep pigs, dogs and sheep in captivity!
All of us cannot leave this place, because people before us have paid the price of blood and failed to succeed.

Everyone who wants to escape from this place will always have a Yin Shen appear in front of them in time. His eyes seem to be everywhere, always monitoring everything in the village, and mercilessly clearing out these escaped villagers. "

Speaking of this, Song Changming also saw that the old village chief was not at all fanatical about the Yin God. He was not a believer in 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. Unfortunately, as time went by, descendants gradually ignored this truth, and instead gradually accepted the concept of the Yin God as the patron saint of the village."

"What is this all about?"

(End of chapter)