Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

Hu Yan, who suddenly gained courage, walked into the ancestral hall and sat directly on the cushion. He almost thought that the statue of Guan Gong was not the village's spirit tablet behind him.

The door of the ancestral hall was locked. At first, Xu Huamei stayed outside to talk, but as time went on, Hu Yan became tired and urged Xu Huamei to go back to sleep.

She couldn't bear it any longer, so she got up and left the ancestral hall.

After Xu Huamei left, Hu Yan lay on the ground of the ancestral hall and was about to rest, but suddenly he saw an oil lamp go out.

He was stunned for a moment, then picked up a wooden stick to pick out the wick, thinking that this was the reason for the fire to go out, but as he did so, with a puff... a lamp next to him also went out.

He was so frightened that his hands shook and he accidentally broke the lamp. His own name was clearly written on the back of the longevity lamp!

——Nonsense!

Hu Yan was so scared that he took a step back, stepped on the lamp oil, and slipped to the ground. As he fell, his back hit the ground. In an instant, the flames in the entire ancestral hall turned from bright white to a sneaky, oily green!

Green flames burned high, illuminating his face which was distorted by fear.

What was even more terrifying was that after he fell and looked up, he saw that there were coffins hanging above the ancestral hall, which was several stories high!

The coffin fell to the ground with a loud bang, stirring up layers of strong winds, and the green flames swayed left and right, creating a hazy atmosphere.

In a trance, he heard a clicking sound, and the coffin lid was opened. Withered arms stretched out from it and directly pushed open the outer lid. From the coffin stood up a number of dried corpses, with tattered clothes, dry hair, shriveled bodies, black nails and hoarse voices coming from their throats.

Hu Yan was extremely frightened. The door of the ancestral hall was sealed at that time, and there was no way for him to escape.

He turned around and rushed towards the door, trying to break it open, but just as he pushed past it, the door suddenly opened.

He was delighted for a moment, but then his joy turned to sadness, and he was filled with grief and anger.

There was a corpse with disheveled hair standing outside the door.

It's clearly that old man Lin.

He held the lantern, tilted his head, and laughed strangely: "The ceremony is not over yet, you can't come out, uncle."

As he spoke, he stood up, his hunched back creaking as he straightened up. His one-meter-tall hunched body became more than two meters tall. His clothes were torn, and his ribs were exposed from under the black clothes like sharp claws.

The next moment, the corpses surrounded him from the front and back and rushed forward.

……

"This is what happened." Hu Yan took a big sip of water, burped, and then told the whole story.

"How can you not die?" Bai Yu's face was full of doubt.

"lucky."

"Can this be explained by luck?"

"No, it's really luck." Qin Xuezao said in a voice transmission: "Search his clothes."

Bai Yu nodded, then immediately reached out and grabbed Hu Yan's clothes.

He was stunned for a moment, then reacted the next moment, his face flushed red, and he immediately stood up, rolling to distance himself: "What are you doing, what do you want to do! Brother, I don't like this!"

"Body search." Bai Yu rubbed his hands: "Looking for something."

"What is that?" Hu Yan immediately shook his head: "You, you, don't come over here, I don't have that habit."

"Me neither, but we're all men, why are you shy?" Bai Yu praised him, "There's nothing to be shy about. You obviously have nice chest muscles."

I didn't expect that Hu Yan, who looks quite thin, actually has such broad pectoral muscles comparable to those of Caesar Gattuso. His muscles are not only hard but also elastic.

"Ah, that's enough!" Hu Yan squatted down frantically, then realized that he had overreacted and stood up again: "I'll give you everything on me, don't touch me."

As he spoke, he felt in his pocket and found a broken jade Guanyin statue: "What is this?"

"Everyone says he's lucky. The Pure Land Sect's Jade Guanyin is a genuine item, personally blessed by the Universal Bodhisattva. That's why he was able to last a whole day and night before dying. It must have been the aura of this item that protected him last night."

Chapter 147: Be smart, don't be reckless

"You can't see the sun rise or set in this den of hell, and you don't know how much time has passed."

Bai Yu looked at Hu Yan and asked, "According to what you said, you were tricked here by that female ghost? Don't you notice anything unusual?"

"I thought I'd walked hundreds of kilometers, how could I have noticed anything?" Hu Yan laughed bitterly, "I'm not a cultivator, so I wouldn't have noticed anything at all."

Bai Yu turned around and looked towards the high mountain. "According to the rumors in this village, the body of that powerful person is buried in this place. So, could this Ghost King have been a powerful person in his lifetime?"

Hu Yan shook his head and said, "I don't know the details, but I heard those ghosts mention it a few times yesterday... This Xujia Village was originally a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. In ancient times, it also produced several second and first place winners of the imperial examinations. Then one day, a sudden earthquake occurred, and the terrain in the mountains shifted. The way out of Xujia Village was impossible to find, and they were trapped here for a full fifty years."

"It's also because of the change in the terrain that the feng shui here has changed. This mountain was originally a top-notch feng shui treasure land, but later it became a place where yin gathers, with the earth veins interrupted and the dragon veins collapsed. Later, a ghost king was born out of nowhere and turned this place into a ghost den. The people of Xujia Village were also killed..."

He spoke fluently, but when he noticed Bai Yu's gaze, he paused: "That's all I've heard."

Bai Yu touched his chin and said, "The situation is really complicated."

At present, there are two different time and space in this place.

One space-time is the space-time of the ghost den, that is, the space-time occupied by the Ghost King after the destruction of Xujia Village; and the other space-time is the real world.

It can be understood this way: the real world is a layer of concrete ground, but now it is covered by sand, and this layer of sand is the ghost den created by the Ghost King.

But what Bai Yu needs can only be obtained after entering the real world.

The remaining diaries of Su Ruoji must be in the Summer Resort.

Bai Yu was a little confused for a moment: "How do I get there?"

The only way to enter the dimension of the real world is to break through the time and space of the ghost cave. If you want to see the concrete floor, you have to sweep away the sand and dust.

But he has such great ability.

Even if you enter the Ghost King's manor, you may not be able to find the path to the Summer Resort.

"It's not completely impossible." Qin Xuezao suddenly spoke up, "Any ghost den must have its roots. No matter how powerful a ghost king is, he needs the help of formations and terrain to maintain the ghost den. Otherwise, even if such a huge ghost den drains all his cultivation, he won't be able to maintain it for long... Therefore, the ghost den must have a core that it relies on."

"What is the core of possession?" Bai Yu asked, and then an idea flashed in his mind.

Qin Xuezao also spoke up, and the two of them said almost in unison: "A tomb in the mountains!"

The tombstone of that powerful person, or rather, his corpse, is the core of the ghost's possession.

The reason why Xujia Village was established was to guard the corpse of this powerful man and prevent it from transforming into a corpse, so as to avoid creating a generation of corpse king.

It seems that the appearance of the Ghost King cannot be unrelated to this tomb in the mountains.

Bai Yu looked towards the ghost den again.

To his surprise, he saw that the sky was getting brighter.

It seemed as if dawn was approaching in the distance.

"Is there sunlight in this den of ghosts?"

"Even in a strange space and time like the ghost den, time cannot be stopped. Where there is light, there is darkness. This is inevitable. Alone yin cannot grow, and alone yang cannot be born..." Qin Xuezhao narrated.

"Does the presence of sunlight mean we can take advantage of the opportunity to go in? Ghosts will be weakened in sunlight anyway."

"It's not that easy," Qin Xuezao stretched out her little paws like Guanyin, "Look!"

My eyes once again fell on the top of the mountain. The rosy glow illuminated the distant mountain, pouring down like water. The sky was as white as a fish belly, and everything it passed was pure white.

But when the scattered rays of light fell on the top of the mountain, they suddenly stopped, as if they had hit a wall and could not move forward an inch.

The mountain is covered with strange-shaped plants. The villa located halfway up the mountain seems to be built in the belly of the mountain. An earthquake hundreds of years ago caused the mountain to collapse, and a gray mist lingered in the collapsed area.

The light fell on the fog, like a sharp sword piercing through mud and water, but when the sunlight fell into it, it was obscured by the mud and water, and no golden glow was visible.

There was complete silence in the belly of the mountain, without a sound at all. Even the sunlight could not illuminate it, but just passed by in a hurry.

Less than a quarter of an hour had passed when Bai Yu realized that it was dark.

"What's going on?" he asked in surprise. Fifteen minutes is a whole day, so wouldn't that mean almost half a month has passed since he came in?

"Inside the ghost den, the daylight is extremely short, only fifteen minutes, and no light will fall here. However, these fifteen minutes are indeed the only chance to escape from the ghost den." Qin Xuezao reminded Bai Yu: "Set a time and seize the opportunity."

Bai Yu took out his cell phone, turned it on and set an alarm, deliberately using an alarm tone that would make one's heart and lungs stop.

He raised his head and looked towards the core area of the ghost den in the belly of the mountain, and silently clenched his fists.

"Are you planning to go to the village?" Hu Yan asked.

"I definitely have to go."

Bai Yu sighed. The situation this time was different from the last time.

The last time I was forced to complete a dungeon was because I didn't have much time and couldn't afford to delay any further.

This time seems to have plenty of time, but if the Ghost King's cultivation is at the fourth or even fifth level, it is impossible to increase his combat power beyond the third level in a short period of time... The gap is not that big.

So wait another ten or eight years before coming to rescue people?

He really didn't have the patience to wait that long, not even for half a year. Besides, who said he would have nothing to do after half a year?

Unexpectedly, Hu Yan did not try to persuade him, but instead replied, "Can you take me with you?"

Bai Yu glanced at Hu Yan, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Are you going to warm up the Ghost King's stomach? You're such a warm-hearted guy, after all."

Hu Yan's face flushed. "I'm not some warm-hearted guy! Don't blame me for global warming!"

Bai Yu clapped his hands: "Congratulations on learning how to answer quickly."

Hu Yan took a deep breath and said, "It would be dangerous for me to stay here, and you saved my life, so..."

"It's unnecessary, impossible, and inappropriate. You'd better go to bed." Bai Yu rolled his eyes. "What's the point of bringing you along? Do I think my burden isn't heavy enough, and I'm bringing you along just to hold me back? Then why don't you just give me a knife and let it go?"

Hu Yan covered his heart and said, "I know I'm a burden, but can't you be a little more tactful?"

"Euphemistic?" Bai Yu stroked his chin and thought for a moment, "I suggest you just go on AFK. I'll go alone."

Hu Yan: “…”

Qin Xuezao said, "So why did you insist on following us? Never mind whether you're repaying a favor or not... even if you find a place to hide, it'll be safer than following us. And just like my silly brother said, you'll only be a burden if you follow us. We can't guarantee your safety."

Bai Yu said bluntly: "That's it. You stay here, or find a place to hide. We must remember to chase..."

Hu Yan interrupted, "I'm also useful. If you just go up there, you'll be in danger of death. But I have a way to help you avoid danger! You can use your wits instead of being reckless."

Bai Yu quickly turned around and looked back, finding a stool to sit on: "You nagging fool!"

Qin Xuezao scolded with a smile, "You change your expression too quickly." Then he jumped down and urged, "Tell me more about how to take it by wits!"

Hu Yan: “…”

He coughed and cleared his throat. "I heard last night, I heard last night too, that there are some old cellars in Xujia Village. They're filled with fine wine that's been there for centuries. Counting the years, it must be hundreds of years old. If you bring some wine with you and get these ghosts drunk at the banquet, you should be able to win without a fight."

Bai Yu complained: "Why does this idea sound familiar?"

"The question is, will the Ghost King get drunk because of these wines?" Qin Xuezhao didn't know much about this. After all, she had never drunk any wine since she became the Night Wandering God.

Hu Yan continued, "Ghosts can get drunk too, because I've personally seen a little ghost get drunk. In this ghost den, it seems ghosts are just like ordinary people, they all have physical existences, so it's easy for them to get drunk and die. I'm sure the Ghost King is no exception."

Bai Yu thought about it and nodded: "Maybe it's feasible."

"you sure?"

"Well, I've read the story."

"Why are you also watching story time?"

Hu Yan raised his finger: "It doesn't matter if you're not drunk, you can use poison."

Bai Yu reacted and realized that the person with the sense of déjà vu was squatting here.

It's a poisonous wine from gods and ghosts, right?

What a classic remake of Minamoto no Raikou beheading Ibuki-douji.

Human beings’ meanness is indeed universal!

"What about poison?" Qin Xuezao asked, "Ordinary poison is useless, right?"

"Snake venom is effective." Hu Yan said, "It is rumored that the powerful man died from snake venom. This snake venom must be effective against the Ghost King."

"Did you hear this from those ghosts too?" Bai Yu raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Of course!"

"How come these ghosts know everything and are so talkative?"

"Part of it is what Xu Huamei said." Hu Yan coughed lightly. "As long as the information is correct, it doesn't matter where it comes from, right? And don't worry, I will never harm you. If you break my oath, God will thunder..."

"Stop, stop. This is a den of ghosts, and the thunder can't strike us." Qin Xuezhao muttered and shook his head. "But I believe you, because you are a living person... You can't survive alone in this den of ghosts. If you are a living person and help the evil ghosts, it doesn't make sense that you would be caught and almost eaten by these ghosts."

The analysis is well-founded.