Before dawn the next morning, Han Zhen had quietly slipped out of the village chief's house. After wandering around the village for a while, he found a path leading to Foshou Mountain behind the village.

After walking along the gravel mountain road for about twenty minutes, Han Zhen successfully arrived at Foshou Mountain.

Because it is an undeveloped barren mountain, there are no stone ladders and planks for climbing. Only a few weeds and vines can be vaguely seen that have been artificially suppressed or cut off, and several road-like passages have been opened. It is estimated that the hunters

I got it when I went into the mountains.

Han Zhen only knew that there should be a tomb in the mountain. He did not know the specific size or location. According to his original plan, he entered the mountain and searched carefully inside until he found the tomb before leaving the mountain.

But at this time, I heard that the hunters in the village encountered monsters when they went into the mountains, and three people disappeared directly in the mountains, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

He then thought of a more trouble-free way, which was to follow the path that a few hunters took when they entered the mountain. If they really encountered ghosts and the like, they should be able to find some evil spirits along the way.

If you follow the clues yourself, you won't have to worry about finding the tomb.

Thinking of this, Han Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly, the golden light in his eyes flashed away, and he began to observe several artificial gaps in the vegetation.

But just when he opened his eyes and was about to look for Yin Qi or demon Qi, Han Zhen was stunned, not because he found nothing, but because he found too many things.

Under his gaze, which was slightly shining with light golden light, the entire Foshou Mountain seemed to be shrouded in a black net. From time to time, wisps of black Yin Qi escaped into the air from the gaps between the lush trees.

And these overflowing Yin Qi gathered and condensed over the entire Foshou Mountain, forming black clouds that enveloped the entire mountain.

From the foot of the mountain to the top of Baizhang Mountain, the Yin Qi also became thicker and thicker from a thin layer, and finally condensed into a black liquid boiling and surging above the mountain wall.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Han Zhen was stunned. He had seen a lot of strong winds and waves in the past few months. He really didn't care much about ordinary monsters and ghosts, but the rolling surge in front of him swept the entire mountain.

The soaring gloom that enveloped it was simply too exaggerated.

Like the Earthbound Spirit we encountered before, a powerful evil spirit that died with hatred and was trapped in one place for decades of torture. The Yin Qi it exudes can barely cover a building as big as a hospital building.

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Although the Foshou Mountain in front of us is not a majestic mountain range stretching for hundreds of miles, it is still a mountain after all.

You can imagine that the entire mountain peak is surrounded by clouds as dark as ink, which is a shocking picture.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Han Zhen's back was wet with cold sweat.

He even regretted it. When he was in Lijia Village yesterday, he should have opened his eyes and looked at Foshou Mountain as early as the entrance of the village. If he had known that the problem on this mountain was so big, he probably wouldn't have had it until dawn.

Liang sneaked over on his own.

He dared not listen to the village chief's warning and went up the mountain because he felt that he could protect himself in the face of the supernatural beings in the mountain.

Because in his opinion, the most dangerous thing on Foshou Mountain is the eyes locked here by his master.

But before he faced Cheng Lu, he had already confirmed that the eyes had been taken away by him.

The so-called ghosts in the mountains at this time should be the formations or formations left by his master.

Or something else used to suppress these eyes.

But with the situation in front of him, Han Zhen doubted that his master had directly built a mass grave on the mountain.

Judging by the degree of condensation and coverage of the Yin Qi, he estimated that not even 1,800 dead souls could reach this level. He would probably surround Foshou Mountain and massacre all the villagers in the surrounding villages, large and small, at the foot of the mountain.

Once it is empty, the scale of the Yin Qi formed will be no more than this.

Thinking of this, Han Zhen hesitated a little. Under such circumstances, he rashly went up the mountain. He was not sure whether he could escape unscathed.

But if he turns around and goes back now, Han Zhen is worried that if he leaves this thing in the mountain alone, several surrounding villages may be affected. The more people die by then, the more dangerous the thing in the mountain will become.

After thinking about it, Han Zhen raised his head and glanced at the looming waning moon still hanging in the sky, then looked to the east and glanced at the slightly white sky. He made up his mind to wait until it was completely bright before trying to go up the mountain.

Let's see what's going on. After all, all evil things will always be suppressed to a certain extent under the sun.

Having made up his mind, Han Zhen took advantage of the fact that the sky was not completely bright yet and followed the path to search carefully near the foot of the mountain for a while. After going around, he found a total of two artificial roads.

One road is narrow and can only accommodate one person. Han Zhen estimated that it was left by Li Gen when he entered the mountain. The other road is wider and the weeds on the road have been cleared away. It is estimated that the five people who went into the mountain to look for the murderer later.

Left behind by a hunter.

After looking around, Han Zhen returned to the original position and waited for a while. As the sun slowly climbed up in the east, the sky gradually became brighter.

Behind Han Zhen, in the direction of Lijiacun, roosters crowed one after another.

The golden rooster croaks and the sun rises, it's time.

Thinking of this, Han Zhen straightened up from the big rock he was leaning on, stretched out and prepared to enter the mountain.

After thinking for a while, he walked towards the path opened by one person. Before entering the mountain, Han Zhen raised his head again and stared at the mountain.

I saw that the thick and condensed Yin Qi layer just now has indeed become a bit thinner under the sunlight. Part of the Yin Qi below the mountainside has obviously dissipated a lot, and it is even impossible to completely wrap the mountain.

Seeing this scene, Han Zhen didn't relax much. After all, even if the ghosts in the mountains were weakened by the sunlight, they might not be easy to deal with. He thought that if he came out alive after entering the mountains this time, it would be considered a blessing from the Buddha.

Having made up his mind, Han Zhen no longer hesitated. He grabbed a short tree trunk with one hand, stepped forward with his feet, and walked towards the mountain along a weed path crushed under his feet.

Because he was very afraid of things in the mountains, Han Zhen walked very carefully. He had to look around almost every few steps to be careful not to fall into a ghost wall or some other illusion.

In addition, the mountain road was already rugged and difficult to navigate, and it was densely covered with trees and vines. He walked for several hours without reaching the halfway point of the mountain.

And as he went deeper and deeper into the mountain, a light mist gradually began to fill the originally clear air.

Han Zhen looked at the looming scenery around him that was obscured by the mountain fog, and once again used the secret method of Buddhism to strengthen his eyes.

However, the surrounding fog was different from ordinary mountain fog, and even his eyesight could not penetrate it.

With his line of sight blocked, Han Zhen had to slow down his already unpleasant speed again, to be careful not to be attacked by something coming out of the room.

After walking like this for more than half an hour, he felt that he was already close to the mountainside. According to the information his master left for him, the tomb was near the mountainside, so Han Zhen decided not to rush up the mountain, but to

Taking his current location as the center of the circle, the search spread out in all directions.

When he was at the foot of the mountain, Han Zhen was still afraid that there might be some danger hidden in the Buddha's Head Mountain shrouded in gloom, but nothing happened along the way.

At this time, dazzling rays of sunlight shone through the gaps in the dense leaves above his head, forming bright spots on the overgrown mountain road. Han Zhen roughly estimated the time he spent along the way and estimated that it was already close to noon.

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In order to avoid the village chief's dissuasion in the morning, Han Zhen naturally did not eat breakfast. At about three o'clock in the morning, he felt that he was a little hungry, so he was going to find something to satisfy his hunger.

After searching around, I found many unknown red fruits on a tree not far away. Han Zhen had seen people eat this kind of fruit in the village before, so he wasn't worried about it being poisonous, but he didn't know how it tasted.

I walked a few steps closer to the tree, stretched out my hand and shook it on the trunk a few times, and found that the fruits were firmly growing on the branches and had not fallen off.

In desperation, he had no choice but to wrap his hands around the tree trunk and push hard on the tree with both feet. With a sudden sound, he jumped up a lot. Then, he kicked his feet alternately, climbing along the trunk like a monkey.

Up.

When he got close to the top of the tree, he grabbed a branch with one hand to stabilize his body, and picked the nearest fruit with the other hand.

The fruit is bright red in color and feels a bit soft in the hand. It is the size of a common apple and has a layer of uneven particles on the surface. It looks disgusting. However, Han Zhen has seen villagers eating it before, so Han Zhen no longer hesitates.

, and took a bite directly.

When the pulp entered his mouth, Han Zhen was surprised to find that this ugly-looking fruit tasted pretty good, sweet and sour. The only drawback was that the flesh was rather thin and lacked any juice. It could satisfy hunger but could not quench thirst.

At this time, Han Zhen, who was already empty in his stomach, could not care about so much. He just grabbed the tree trunk with one hand and picked several nearby fruits one after another, and stuffed them into his mouth.

After wiping out all the fruits within his reach in one breath, Han Zhen felt that he was not as hungry as before. Thinking that a battle might break out at any time and it was not suitable to eat too full, he gave up and changed positions to continue picking.

Standing on tiptoes, he plucked the last fruit that was closer to him within his field of vision, stuffed it into his mouth and held it in his mouth. Han Zhen let go of the hand holding on to the tree trunk, and jumped directly from the six to seven meter high tree trunk.

Down.

His feet landed on the ground and his knees were slightly bent to remove the huge impact. He reached out and took out the last fruit in his mouth. After eating, Han Zhen planned to continue searching for the location of the tomb nearby.

But the moment he took the fruit out of his mouth, Han Zhen's eyes suddenly widened as if he was frightened, and his palms suddenly clenched tightly, and the bitten red fruit in his hand was crushed directly.

Next to the tree full of red fruits, on the ground covered with dense vines and weeds, a dry arm stretched out from the gaps in the messy plants, firmly grasping the hand standing next to the tree.
Chapter completed!