You, a living person, are telling me I've served in the underworld for ten years?

Chapter 54 Entering the Mountains, I Was Terrified!
Yan Xuebing, thirty-six years old.

"He's from the Longxian Fire Department; he's one of the leaders of the rescue team that went to Wulong Mountain this time."

The identity of the middle-aged man who emerged from the mist was quickly determined.

Seeing that Yan Xuebing's emotions were gradually stabilizing, Wang Lin and the others stepped forward to inquire, hoping to get some useful information... Unfortunately, Yan Xuebing's eyes were glazed over, and he just stared blankly into the distance.

"He was so frightened he lost his mind and became mentally impaired; he can't get anything out of him."

Chen Yang glanced at the swirling fog ahead, took out his phone and called Gu Jinghui, saying, "Old Gu... bring my car over."

soon.

A Mercedes-Benz drove up.

Chen Yang took out the Soul-Locking Chain and the Night-Shining Lantern from the trunk.

Chen Huaiyi frowned: "Chen Yang, you want to go into the mountains?"

Gu Jinghui quickly got out of the car and advised, "Chen Yang... wait a little longer. If Yan Xuebing could come out of Wulong Mountain, the rest of the people can too. Besides, Director Wei has already entered the mountain, and he might be coming out soon."

"Wulong Mountain is only twenty or thirty miles in circumference. If Director Wei could walk out of there, he would have done so long ago."

Chen Yang wrapped the Soul-Locking Chain around his waist, picked up the Night-Shining Lantern, and said, "Dad, you don't need to worry... Yan Xuebing, an ordinary person, was able to come out of Wulong Mountain, so the fog in the mountain can't possibly trap me."

"I will go with you."

Chen Huaiyi's ghost floated to Chen Yang's side and said, "I have been to Wulong Mountain before, so I am quite familiar with it."

You call that visiting Wulong Mountain?

He was turned into a ghost puppet and lived in a daze for seven years.

When he went there before his death, he only took a short walk around the edge of Wulong Mountain.

of course.

These kinds of words should not be said aloud.

"Dad, don't make things worse."

"You and Gu Jinghui can stay outside, I'll be right back!"

Leaving behind a message, Chen Yang stepped into the mist.

That's strange...

He had only just entered the edge of the mist when he disappeared from sight from the outside.

Chen Yang stopped and turned to look back, where he saw the same swirling mist.

"How could this be?"

A look of surprise flashed in Chen Yang's eyes: "My visibility in the mist is over ten meters... I only took two steps after entering the mist, why can't I see outside?"

After a moment's thought, Chen Yang started walking back.

The road beneath his feet was still the same "paved village road," but it seemed to have no end. Chen Yang walked four or five hundred steps but still couldn't get out of the fog.

He turned his head and looked around, only to find that the world was shrouded in an endless fog.

It was already past 8 a.m., and the sun was shining brightly outside.

The fog was incredibly dark, and what hung in the sky was not the sun, but...

"Blood moon?"

"Mist?"

Chen Yang's heart pounded wildly, and he couldn't help but recall the scene he witnessed last night when Lord Cui pulled him to the boundary between Yin and Yang in his "dream": "Could it be... that the Five Dragons Mountain shrouded in mist has fallen into the underworld?"

A powerful divine soul force emanated from it, probing into the surrounding mist.

Chen Yang discovered that the fog also greatly suppressed his spiritual power. Even with his spiritual strength, he could only "see" up to 30 meters away. Moreover, the fog contained a peculiar power that made Chen Yang feel inexplicably irritable and violent.

That power was hard to describe accurately in words; it just gave people a... a sense of evil!

Once the "Yellow Springs Refining Spirit Method" was activated, the effects of the mist were cleared away.

Chen Yang held a night-shining lantern in his hand, activated his cultivation, and the lantern immediately emitted a faint yellow light.

The surrounding mist swirled, and seemed to thin out a bit.

However, it is very limited, and only within a radius of a dozen meters.

"They come, the security."

"Even if Wulong Mountain did undergo some kind of spatial change after being shrouded in mist and fell into the underworld... for me, it would be even less dangerous."

Chen Yang turned around and walked along the paved road towards "Five Dragons Mountain".

In front.

A road sign appeared.

Xishan Village!
The village shrouded in mist.

Chen Yang walked into the village.

Because the village was shrouded in mist, his vision was obstructed, and he couldn't see the whole village clearly, so he could only explore slowly. Unlike villages in the south.

In rural Northwest China, especially in mountainous areas, farmers' houses are generally scattered and there are no restrictions on "homesteads." In fact, in the southern mountainous areas of Western Xia, some people's neighbors are often hundreds of meters apart.

This also resulted in extremely large yards for every household. Some people planted orchards in their yards, while others built cattle sheds and sheep pens. Chen Yang even saw an old wooden basketball hoop in an abandoned farmer's yard.

Because most of the villagers have already "migrated and moved away," most of the courtyards in the village are now abandoned.

Chen Yang saw a fairly clean courtyard, and "curtains" were hanging outside the three rooms, which were made of brick and adobe... This indicated that someone lived in the house.

Enter the courtyard.

A broom stood upright at the corner of the gate.

In the southwest corner of the yard, there was a sheep pen, but there were no sheep in it.

Chen Yang also found chicken droppings and a dog kennel on the ground in the yard.

There were no chickens or dogs in the yard, and a broken dog chain lay in front of the kennel.

Chen Yang, with a solemn expression, lifted the curtain and entered the room.

The lights in the room were still on.

It was one of those old-fashioned light bulbs, with a dim light.

There was an old 32-inch television in the room. The television was on. Chen Yang had seen that kind of "satellite dish" television in the yard before, but because the fog cut off the "signal", there was no image on the television, but only "snow".

There was no bed in the room, but a "kang" (a heated brick bed).

The kang (heated brick bed) was covered with mats and woolen felt.

There was a small table on the kang (heated brick bed) with rice on it.

The rice was "yellow millet sticky rice," and there was only one dish: stir-fried beef with pickled cabbage and vermicelli. There was also a "spicy bowl" on the table, filled with bright red chili sauce.

Three pairs of shoes were lying on the ground next to the kang (a heated brick bed).

Clearly, this family had just finished cooking after a busy day and were preparing to sit on the kang (heated brick bed) to eat and watch TV...

Then the fog descended.

The whole family has disappeared!

Chen Yang searched the village but found no one... or more accurately, no living creatures!

He was preparing to leave the village and head towards Wulong Mountain when a strange sound suddenly came from the mist, as if something was running at high speed.

Immediately afterwards, he "saw" a dog with his external spiritual power!

A large black wolfhound!
The large wolfhound's eyes gleamed with an eerie blood-red light, and its body was as large as a tiger. It burst out of the mist with an exaggerated speed and pounced on Chen Yang with a "howl"!

"What a huge dog!"

Chen Yang was taken aback and quickly dodged.

After missing its target, the large wolfhound scratched deep claw marks on the ground with its four paws, then turned and pounced on Chen Yang again!
boom!
Chen Yang unleashed his cultivation power, his left palm covered in black yin energy, and slammed it onto the dog's head.

Ouch!

The large wolfhound was knocked to the ground. It convulsed a few times, blood gushing from its mouth and nose. The bloodshot light in its eyes gradually dimmed, and it stopped breathing.

Looking at the size of the large wolfhound, Chen Yang clicked his tongue in amazement: "Such a big dog... is it some kind of spirit?"

He went over to check and found that the dog still had half a dog chain tied around its neck.

"This is……"

"Is it the dog owned by the villager in front?"

Chen Yang's pupils contracted...

The villagers would never keep a dog like this, which means that under the cover of mystery, the dog has undergone some kind of "mutation"!
Even dogs are like this.

What about the villagers, other animals, and the animals of Wulong Mountain?

Chen Yang didn't linger, but quickly headed into the mountains.

He soon entered the mountains.

woo woo woo woo……

A cold wind blew through the mist.

Chen Yang's eyes flickered. He saw a figure drifting through the mist and exclaimed in surprise, "Marin? You... what happened to you?"

Marin looked dazed, didn't even glance at Chen Yang, and drifted away into the distance.

His feet were half a foot off the ground, his figure ethereal; he was clearly not human, but...

魂！
"Marin's soul... was scared out of his wits too?"

Chen Yang was stunned.

Ma Lin is a Taoist cultivator. Although he is young, his cultivation level is similar to He Wanzhong's. He has already condensed his Yin spirit and reached the level of "Yin spirit leaving the body"... He is also a staff member of the Special Administration Bureau. I wonder how many supernatural events he has experienced, and how he could be so scared that he lost his soul.
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