With the use of the silver pupils of the sky eye, Chang Sheng's pupils turned silver, and a strange scene appeared in his eyes.

There were black air rolling around the small wooden house in the distance.

"What a heavy yin energy..."

Chang Sheng saw the truth about the black gas. The degree of this yin gas is much heavier than the occasional yin gas that appears on Fuyao Peak.

"The Yunshan Ancient Tomb actually has such a heavy yin energy. Are ghosts living in that room?"

Looking back at a large area of ​​courtyards and houses at the foot of the mountain, Changsheng became even more strange.

There are so many disciples guarding the ancient tomb of Yunshan, including the Golden Dan Elder, who is in charge, and it is impossible to tolerate ghosts and monsters appearing in Yunshan.

Since it is not a ghost, Changsheng believes that the things in the wooden house should be without danger.

Without hesitation, Changsheng walked directly to the wooden house.

When I came near, I found an oil lamp lit in the room. The flames were very weak and the lights were dim. The outline of a human figure shone on the window paper.

Standing in front of the door, Changsheng's feet were passing by corpses. These little insects crawled into the wooden house along the crack of the door, rushing to the top.

"Is anyone?"

No one answered in the room, and the candlelight dimmed a little, as if it would go out at any time.

"Is anyone?"

Chang Sheng asked again, and after meeting, no one answered, he planned to push open the door of the house.

Squeak.

The disrepaired wooden door heard a grinding sound, which looked particularly harsh in the cemetery, as if the strange sound of long claws scratching the wooden boards.

If you always come uninvited, the wooden door will open on its own.

He glanced at the figure sitting in the dark in the room, Changsheng was not timid and walked in without any timidity.

The wooden house was dilapidated, with a wooden table and two wooden chairs, no bed, and a tablet next to the north wall. The tablet was empty and there was no name written.

"The tablet is mine, sit down."

The figure in the room made a hoarse invitation, his voice was so old that the man was wearing a thick robe and a hooded face. He couldn't see his appearance clearly. From the sound, he could tell that he was an octogenarian.

"Who are you……"

Changsheng didn't sit because the old man kept crawling around under his robe, and some even crawled into his robe.

Corpse insects only like rotten corpses or extremely heavy yin energy.

"The back mountain is remote, and there are always some wild animals, and no one can watch it."

The old man said hoarsely, his tone was calm and low, and he could not hear any emotional fluctuations.

It turned out to be a mountain guard.

Yunshan is very big. The disciples of the sect who guard the ancient tombs only know how to protect the ancient tombs and rarely manage the back mountain. It seems that this old man is an unpopular sect disciple and has been assigned such a task.

It is not surprising that the guardians of the mountain are also guarding the mountain in other important mountains day and night, which makes Changsheng wondered the original nature of the old man.

"The yin energy on your body is so heavy that it can attract corpse insects to eat it. Are you a dead person?" Chang Sheng asked suspiciously.

"The dying person is just hanging his breath, and he may die soon." The old man's whisper was not sad, but was filled with a strange expectation.

"Are you a disciple Qianyun?" Chang Sheng asked staring at the other party.

"Disciple Qianyun..." The old man seemed to be recalling something, and after a long time he said, "Yes, I am a disciple Qianyun, a disciple Qianyun."

I don’t know why I said it twice in a row. This old man seems to have not been called Qianyun Disciple for a long time.

"Since I am a disciple of Qianyun, why didn't I see you going to the front mountain during the day? There is a new tomb again."

After saying that, Chang Sheng kicked the corpse worm that was crawling in front of him. The worm rolled and hit the wall, with its shell facing down, and its claws swung, and it couldn't turn over.

"The ancient tomb of Qianshan is naturally under the jurisdiction of Qianshan disciples. I am a dying person, just pay attention to the small insects and beasts in the back mountain."

The old man said as he got up and walked to the wall, stretched out a dry hand, and turned over the corpse worm in the corner of the wall.

After the little insect was saved, it was not grateful, but instead took the opportunity to bite the old man in the hand. The old man did not cry out for pain and let it be bitten by the corpse worm.

"You know it will bite you, but you still have to save me. You are doing good deeds and raising a tiger to cause trouble." Changsheng was puzzled by the old man's actions.

"When people are about to die, they can't stand the passing of life. When you are about to die of old age, they will be the same as me." The old man sat back on the wooden chair. As soon as he moved, many corpses would immediately appear under his feet.

"I'm afraid you will be bitten to death by these little insects before you die of old age." Chang Sheng warned that the old man could not see clearly, but fortunately, the other party did not ask about his identity.

"I'm not afraid, I should have died long ago." The old man shook his head, and a ray of death floated out of his robe.

"It seems that you have no desire to live. Since you want to die so much, why don't you have a good time by yourself?" Chang Sheng's tone became cold.

"Yes, I have no desire to live, I should have died long ago, but why are I still alive? It turns out that I still can't let go..." The old man's voice became more and more low, and he shook his head and sighed.

Finally, I felt the old man's sadness, and Chang Sheng's eyes shook.

"Who can't let go, let me tell you." Chang Sheng pulled out the chair and sat down.

"My story is boring, do you want to hear it?" The old man looked up slightly and could see half of the old face covered with wrinkles.

"I don't want to hear it too much, so I'll forget it if I don't want to say it." Chang Sheng wouldn't force anyone to do it. Anyway, he was just bored in the middle of the night and didn't want to keep his soul in mind.

"Are there any wine?" The old man's mouth moved, and a hint of expectation arose.

"Yes." Chang Sheng took out a jar of wine from Qianyun Order and poured two bowls.

He thought that the other party was just an old disciple who was about to die in the ancient tomb of Yunshan. When he used Qianyun Ling, he did not carry the other party behind his back. With the old man's eyes, he probably couldn't even recognize Qianyun Ling.

The old man took the drink and his old and innocent eyes seemed to lit up a little, especially when he saw Qian Yunling.

"Salvation for the dead." The old man raised the wine bowl.

"Pray for those who live." Changsheng first stems to respect.

The strong wine entered the stomach and dispelled the chill in the middle of the night.

"This house is similar to a tomb. You don't have to bury it when you die." Chang Sheng looked at the wooden house again.

"Yes, when I die, I will sleep in this room. This is my home." Although the old man's voice was hoarse, it had a sense of nostalgia.

I don’t know whether I am considering Yunshan as my home or Qianyun as my home.

"Tell me your story, wine is not for nothing." Chang Sheng glanced at the old man's feet, and along the old man's robe, there were water droplets dripping.

That was the wine that the old man had just drunk, dripping dripping.

"A love disaster, a lifelong grudge, that's all." The old man said softly, his tone wrapped in a bit of thought.

The words "hateful grudges" are so calm that it seems that this old man is unusual, at least in Chang Sheng's eyes, the old man becomes more and more suspicious.

"That's all. It seems that you really have no desire because..."

As he spoke, a silver light appeared in Changsheng's eyes. He used the secret method of silver pupils, stared at the old man and said, "You are not a living person."
Chapter completed!