Dead


    As soon as ye QingHan''s pupil shrinks, he peels off the bones with heavy madness. He finds that the bones actually hold a flute in their hands and a jade pendant engraved with the word "war" at the bottom of their waist.


    "War clan?" ye QingHan frowned and searched carefully. He found that even the storage ring was destroyed and decayed by time. It dissipated with the wind with a touch, and the treasure in it was not preserved.


    Apart from this flute and this jade pendant, nothing else has survived. We can only roughly infer that this person''s identity should be a war clan.


    Ye QingHan squatted down slowly and looked at the bones carefully, but he couldn''t be sure what killed him. The bones were not hurt. Except that he had just broken his leg, other places were intact.


    "How could this happen? According to the charm of the bones, this person is at least a lower level, and can''t die so strange?" ye QingHan stared at the bones, whispered silently, and then reached out to pick up the jade pendant and flute.


    Starting with the jade pendant, it has a cool feeling and even has the effect of calming the soul. However, there is a trace of evil spirit from the flute, which is like being stared at by the devil.


    WOW!!


    Ye QingHan turned his head quickly, but there was nothing around.


    Dong Dong!!


    Ye QingHan''s heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, like a deer hitting his heart.


    This strange feeling enveloped ye QingHan''s heart, so that he had to take out the Ruyi clock and hold it tightly in his hand. The pure Buddhist meaning was mysterious to ward off evil and avoid harm. The filthy things could not be close to him, and the strange feeling was slightly reduced.


    Buzzing——————


    Ye QingHan gently shook the Ruyi bell, and the bell roared and spread to the four directions.


    Buzz!!


    The bell struck the surrounding mountains and echoed continuously, as if Ten Thousand Buddhas chanted scriptures, which was very solemn and stirring.


    Ye QingHan breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at the bones under his feet, put his hands together and said in a condensed voice, "senior, I don''t want to destroy your bones. I hope you will forgive me. It''s better for me to bury you here than in the wild."


    Wow, wow!!


    Ye QingHan came to the courtyard with the bones, waved heavily, quickly dug a deep pit, put the bones into the pit, then covered the soil, and simply carved a tombstone, which said: Tomb of anonymous.


    Later, ye QingHan quickly searched other rooms, and there was nothing special. However, it was very strange here. Even the table had been preserved so far, and the items on it were intact. It was like time stagnant, or like a village across the ages.


    Ye QingHan continued to go deep and look for other quadrangles.


    Nearly a hundred quadrangles, ye QingHan searched most of them and found that most of them were the same. There was nothing too surprising. His hanging heart gradually relaxed.


    "It''s all about scaring yourself. There''s nothing strange here after so many years of famine." ye QingHan muttered to himself, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.


    Suddenly, the largest courtyard in the middle caught his attention.


    As like as two peas, the three characters of the "supreme residence" were inscribed on the roof of the courtyard. The font and the three characters of the ghost gate village were exactly the same. They were of great momentum and wanted to swallow the mountain and river.


    "It''s strange that someone in a small village should have such a domineering name, Supreme... How many kings, sons and daughters dare not claim self-esteem? Someone in this village dares to hang the ''Supreme residence'' at the door."


    Ye QingHan raised a smile slightly at the corner of his mouth and looked at the sculptures on both sides. His smile suddenly stopped and his face suddenly changed.


    The sculptures on both sides of the courtyard are different from those of others. The stone carvings on the left are the body of the Baize family. On the left is a kind of divine beast that has never been seen. It is lifelike and powerful. It is like living and stepping on the sky at any time.


    Baize represents good luck! Qiyun Zhenfu, another divine beast, must represent strength, which shows that the owner of this residence has the strength to control mountains and rivers and the Qi to control mountains and rivers. His spirit is far from ordinary supreme!


    Ye QingHan took a deep breath and looked at the gate of the mansion. He wanted to push the door in and have a look!


    Boom!!


    Ye QingHan took a step forward gently, and his heart beat rapidly. The flute in his left hand vibrated, full of evil Qi, and a faint black silk wrapped around his wrist.


    okay?


    Ye QingHan was surprised and wanted to throw the flute out, but he didn''t get rid of it, just like being stuck.


    "Shit!"


    Ye QingHan cursed and shrouded the flame in his left hand to refine the flute, but the flute sent a cool feeling, shielding the fire marrow of the real dragon from the outside, which could not hurt him at all.


    WOW!!


    The sixteen grade real dragon fire marrow burns everywhere, but it can''t hurt a flute. It can be seen how terrible the material of the flute is. I''m afraid this flute is also special.


    Boom!!!


    The gate of the supreme residence opened with a bang and crashed into the wall, as if it hit ye QingHan''s heart. It shocked his seven orifices to bleed, especially his heart. He suddenly hurt and almost fainted.


    Dong Dong!!


    Ye QingHan''s heart beat wildly and looked at the deep courtyard of the supreme residence. It was dark and raining heavily, which covered his sight, but before he could be shocked, the flute in his hand dragged him towards the supreme residence.


    "Nest grass... Have you met a ghost?"


    Ye QingHan screamed and shook the Ruyi bell in his hand. The bell roared and the Buddha light shrouded the golden body.


    "Amitabha, infinite Buddha... I don''t believe in God! Now I believe it. You two supreme eternal adults help me get this flute..."


    Ye QingHan''s face suddenly changed, but an unshakable force came from his left arm and directly dragged him into the supreme residence.


    Boom!!


    When the gate of the supreme residence was sealed, ye QingHan felt that the flute in his hand no longer dragged him forward, but there was still a force pulling him to the depths.


    The yard is overgrown with weeds and has a powerful aura, but it is full of forest breath, which makes people tremble.


    Suddenly, there was an electric light at the bottom of Ye QingHan''s heart. He thought that the Zhan clan''s eyes were deeply concave and his fingers were clenched. This situation had a fatal similarity with himself now. Suddenly, he was like a man filled with insight and guessed the cause of the Zhan clan''s death!


    "Was he scared to death? Impossible!!!"


    Ye QingHan is frightened and speechless. What kind of scene can scare a king at the son level?


    Looking at the deep mansion, ye QingHan felt more terrible than looking at hell. Finally, he didn''t want to explore here anymore. Involuntarily, he retreated to the gate and stretched out his hand to pull the door bolt. He couldn''t help being angry.


    Boom——————


    Ye QingHan waved his palm and blasted to the gate, but the gate was radiant, directly bounced it and fell heavily in the yard.


    Poof!!


    Ye QingHan''s face turned pale as he was hit hard. Now he knew that he was trapped. If he wanted to go out, he must enter the supreme residence.