I'm not a psychopath!

With the cooperation of several powerful men, they were like tigers in the storm, quickly and efficiently sweeping away the remaining third-level demon soldiers on the battlefield.

It is worth mentioning that everyone here is very strong, including the monk who specializes in the fireball technique. Think about it, even if you are a casual cultivator, there are not many places, and the competition is fierce. If you are not strong, you will not be able to participate in the battle of luck. .

The battle here quickly came to an end.

Some people hugged their fists, then disappeared into the woods, presumably seeking their luck.

More and more people started leaving.

"Let's choose a direction to leave." Jiang Qing said: "Try not to meet with other people of the same clan, otherwise, if you encounter bad luck, a fight will inevitably happen.

Except for rescue. "

There is nothing you can do about it. You must know that luck is an illusory thing, but it can affect a person's life. It is a real opportunity to change one's life against the odds.

Stop talking about strangers.

Even if they are brothers, father and son, they may turn against each other.

If two groups of people met, they would probably give up their luck without taking action, unless there was a huge gap in strength.

So everyone walked in various directions with a tacit understanding. At this point, I was afraid that they would be completely tortured by the demon clan, who were all dead warriors.

I don’t know how the top leaders of the demon clan have brainwashed them. In short, this generation of demon clan seems to have no normal emotions, and they will self-destruct at every turn.

"It's time to go into the woods."

…

The roads in the mountains and forests were easier to walk than Jiang Qing imagined.

It's not as flat as Zhulu Mountain. The roads in this virgin forest are rugged and the terrain is very different.

The scenery along the way also changes with the changes in the terrain. Sometimes there is a quiet stream gurgling, sometimes there is a roaring waterfall, or there are bursts of birdsong from the dense bushes, making this ancient land The forest seemed alive with life.

Entering the forest, the speed of the six people began to slow down. This was an unknown area, full of mystery and danger.

There might be beasts and venomous snakes that could threaten them hidden under the leaves of any jungle.

Moreover, because of the different laws of heaven and earth, the trees here seem to be particularly hard.

Jiang Qing's eyes scanned the surroundings warily. He knew that in this unknown forest, every step must be taken with caution.

He struck out a palm casually and tested a huge tree in front of him. With the touch of the palm wind, the tree trunk shook slightly, and then the leaves fell rustlingly.

Raise your hand.

Jiang Qing stared solemnly at the palm print that was only an inch deep on the tree trunk.

If this were in the outside world, based on his strength, the entire tree would explode directly. However, here, his power seemed to be suppressed in some way, so that his blow did not cause the expected damage.

It's a strange feeling. His realm has obviously not fallen, and these trees don't seem so magical, as if they have been downgraded.

"Here, when facing nature, we actually seem to have become mortals again." Jiang Qing laughed at himself.

He added in his heart: 'And the spiritual energy consumed will be three times more than in the outside world. No wonder I was so out of breath when I fought against the monsters before. I thought I was weak. ’

Others are also a little confused about the situation. In short, the power of skills is indeed not as powerful as in the outside world.

First, they went to fight the demon warriors who were also ‘outsiders’. They hadn’t noticed anything unusual until now.

Luo Shui frowned and pulled out the spurge stuck in the trunk with some difficulty.

"It's really different here."

"Really? Why do I feel no difference?" Luo Hua hit the tree trunk with a mop.

Everyone:...

Your shabby mop can only fool people if it's stained with shit.

"Okay, let's move on." Jiang Qing directed everyone and said as he walked: "We still don't know how to get luck.

I feel like there is a line in front of me.

Test the water first. "

"good!"

What luck!

Even their team couldn't resist such a temptation, so even though Jiang Qing was the captain, he would only be able to make up the minimum amount he needed to summon the Dragon of Luck.

But then it has to be divided equally among teammates.

No one can force this kind of thing.

Jiang Qing took a deep breath to calm down. They were like a group of travelers exploring the unknown, stepping deeper into this mysterious hinterland.

"Hey, this direction is..."

Jiang Qing turned around and looked at Bailiye behind him, "What's wrong with this direction?"

Bailiye reminded, "It should be in this direction, but it needs to go deeper. Going forward... about three hours of walking on your legs, you will find an abandoned forest farm."

"How do you know?" Shen Chengxian asked in surprise.

Bailiye scratched his head, "Haven't any of you investigated the information about Wuji Immortal Island? I have investigated it, and this is simply the mirror space of Wuji Immortal Island, so I know."

"...This really doesn't happen."

Before this, everyone thought that the secret realm was another world. Who knew that this secret realm looked exactly like the Wuji Fairy Island! !

"What happened to the abandoned forest farm?" Jiang Qing asked in confusion.

Bailiye frowned, "According to the information I found, that place was haunted."

"Hahahaha, turtle???"

Shen Chengxian suddenly laughed loudly, "Brother Baili, we are all immortal cultivators, so what are we afraid of?

Ghosts are just products created by some yin energy, which allow the souls of the dead to remain for a long time. How much strength does a person have left after he is dead?

The demon clan is not afraid of self-destruction at every turn.

Are you still afraid of ghosts?

Even if it is an extremely yin place, it will be difficult to increase your strength and surpass your life, so don't be afraid!

I will lead, follow me! "

Shen Chengxian bulged his chest muscles and strode forward.

Bai Liye also opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything and hurried to catch up.

Jiang Qing watched the team moving forward excitedly, with a hint of worry between his brows.

He slowly raised his head and looked ahead, as if trying to spy on the secrets of this ancient forest.

…

As time passed, the light in the sky gradually dimmed.

When they entered this woodland, the sun had already set in the west, and the afternoon sun shone obliquely between the treetops. In addition, a fierce battle with the demons at the entrance consumed a lot of time.

Now, they shuttled through the dense forest, four The surroundings were already shrouded in dusk.

In the mountains and forests, night falls surprisingly quickly. Although the setting sun still hangs stubbornly in the sky, it cannot penetrate the layers of leaves, and can only struggle to leave the last ray of afterglow at the edge of the forest.

And under the dense shade of the trees, a dark area has already spread.

The forest is full of vitality at night, and crickets flutter their wings and sing happily. Their calls come one after another, merging into a natural symphony.

There are also some strange wild animals joining this invisible orchestra. Their calls are either sharp and piercing, or low and mysterious, forming a unique nocturne in the mountains.

As we all know, in this vast mountain, many creatures choose to They become active only after nightfall, and begin their night life of hunting and playing.

Night often means danger.

Fortunately, Jiang Qing and his companions seized the time and did not dare to slack off. Finally, before it got completely dark, they arrived at the forgotten place-the abandoned forest farm.

In this abandoned forest farm forgotten by time, the former noise of logging has long disappeared, replaced by silence and desolation.

A group of people walked through the open space.

The towering ancient trees nestled together, their branches and leaves intertwined together, forming a natural dome that covered most of the sky.

Years have laid a thick layer of fallen leaves on this forest. The carpet of leaves made a dull sound when stepped on, as if even the footsteps were swallowed by the ancient forest.

In the abandoned forest, there are some dilapidated wooden houses scattered in an orderly manner.

These wooden houses have obviously experienced countless baptisms of wind and rain, the wood is rotten, the doors and windows are crooked, and some have even collapsed in half.

But among these buildings, there is a wooden house that is particularly different.

Although it can't escape the erosion of time and the appearance is weathered, it still retains a unique vicissitude. The outer wall of the wooden house is covered with vines, swaying gently in the wind, as if they are arms, waving to people.

"Why do I... feel a little creepy?" Luo Shui looked around, tightened her clothes, and actually felt a little chilly. The atmosphere here made her hate it.

Unreasonable hate!

"Jiang Qing, don't be afraid, Xiao Sui will protect you. "

Qin Xiaosui said these domineering words tremblingly, but her two little hands tightly grasped Jiang Qing's arms, wishing that she could stick her whole body to him.

Jiang Qing shook her head helplessly.

Qin Xiaosui, this guy, was probably scared too many times by her parents with ghost stories when she was a child...

But there is indeed something wrong with the atmosphere here.

The wooden boards on the windows are mostly broken, leaving empty window frames, like the eyes of this house, staring at the mysteries deep in the forest.

"Let's go in and take a look."

"Hiss!"

Bai Liye grabbed him and said, "Why go in? After all, someone has died.

It's unlucky."

"We have to find a place to live, right?" Jiang Qing also spread his hands helplessly, "It's really unsafe to move at night, not to mention whether there will be any dangers in this unknown forest.

Walking casually is more likely to run into the traps of the demon tribe. You know, the demon tribe is originally cultivated from animals.

It's more difficult for them to adapt to the night than us.

So I plan to camp here at night and take turns to be responsible for the night watch.

There is no need to rush for the luck fragments. We can sense that they are not far from us. If we can arrange it again, we may be able to use this fragment to fish. "

"Fishing! ?"

Several people looked at each other. Why didn't they think of it? It's too dangerous to run around everywhere. Otherwise, we can just kill the monsters and rob the luck.

"Well, let's talk about fishing later. I just mentioned it casually. We don't know how to collect luck yet. This first piece is for practice.

Moreover, the luck is widely distributed in the early stage, and there are more unowned luck. We should intercept more luck at this stage.

Wait until the second half, when the unowned luck begins to decrease and the parties begin to hunt each other, that's when we can fish. "

"Understood! "

Jiang Qing arranged the plan clearly and logically.

When he pushed the door open, he was greeted by a musty and stale smell. The room was dimly lit, with only sporadic light coming in through the cracks, casting mottled shadows. The furniture in the house was scattered and covered with thick dust, as if no one had cared for many years.

In the corners were piled some unrecognizable debris, perhaps the daily necessities of the former workers, or abandoned tools, all forgotten by time.

In the center of the wooden house, a huge fireplace occupied one wall.

Above the fireplace hung a yellowed landscape painting, depicting the busy scene of the forest farm in those days.

There are several yellowed books on the shelf nearby, and the writing on the covers is blurred.

After a lot of hard work, Jiang Qing and his companions managed to clear away the dust and debris in the wooden house, finally restoring a glimmer of life to this long-abandoned space. There's still a musty smell in the air, but it's at least a little relaxing.

"I'll go outside and chop some wood to make a fire." Shen Chengxian suggested.

The spiritual energy here consumes a lot of energy. Burning the fireball spell for lighting all night will be ineffective.

"Well, be careful."

Jiang Qing warned.

When Qin Xiaosui had nothing to do, she was attracted by a shabby book on the table. Out of curiosity, she gently opened the cover. Unexpectedly, time had not completely erased its secrets.

But soon, her little face turned pale.

"ah--!"

With a scream, everyone in the room was startled, and Jiang Qing ran over quickly.

"Xiao Sui, what's wrong?"

I saw Qin Xiaosui grabbing Jiang Qing's clothes with one hand and covering his mouth. After coming over for a while, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the books on the table.

"a book?"

Jiang Qing was a little surprised. What kind of book could scare Qin Xiaosui like this? This guy has always been fearless, well...

Except for being afraid of ghosts.

The pages are yellowed and the corners are curled and torn, but some of the text is still legible.

These words are obviously the crazy handwriting of someone trapped in endless fear and despair:

"Save me... is there anyone? Can you hear me? I am in this dark corner and will never have peace.

My breathing becomes heavy during the day, and the nightmares at night make me want to die. I don't know how long I can hold on, and I don't know if anyone will remember my existence. "

"They are gone, all gone, and no one responds to my call. There is not much food left, the air is getting colder and colder, and I feel like a waste forgotten by the world."

"The sound...I heard the sound. Is someone coming? Or is it just an illusion in my mind? I tried to call for help, but the sound was swallowed up by the endless forest."

"This is a trap, a cage!"

"Sometimes I think that maybe this is just a nightmare and everything will be fine when I wake up. But every time I wake up, the desolation and abandonment of this forest farm floods away my last hope like a tide."

"I don't know what I have left, maybe it's madness, maybe it's perseverance. But now, writing these things crazily has become my only sustenance."

"Whatever fight over fate is all fake! Fake! Fake!!! They are lying to you. They will die. All living beings who enter here will die... Hahahahahahahahaha, I am going to die too. ”

"If you find this book, please... please help me. My name is..."

The text stopped abruptly, and Jiang Qing felt a chill creep up his spine.