Infinity Throne

The third one...

The fourth one...

The fifth seat...

Yi Lin walked through one village after another.

At first, she was a little surprised, but later, every time she passed a village, Yi Lin just raised her eyelids.

Oh, it's the village again.

It's over.

No matter how horrifying the facts are, they are just the same if you see them too much.

Pan Zhengyi also seemed to feel a little bored, yawning and killing ghosts in the foggy forest.

I have to say that Pan Zhengyi's action of killing ghosts really made Yi Lin secretly feel sorry for the ghosts.

for example……

Put the knife into the ghost's mouth and stir...

Another example...

A knife is inserted through the buttocks to open a bud for the ghost and unclog it.

Another example……

The word justice is carved on the ghost's face...

Of course, Pan Zhengyi could only bully the lower-level ghosts. If he encountered a thick-skinned ghost general, Yi Lin would still have to take action.

Yi Lin took a look at the Ghost Energy List.

I silently calculated in my mind.

Then he snatched the ancient sword back from Pan Zhengyi's hand. Seeing Pan Zhengyi's unwillingness, he could only comfort him: Be good, I will take you to a good place.

Pan Zhengyi's eyes lit up and he quickly asked: Where?

Take you to climb the mountain.

It no longer matters how many villages there are in this Guiwu Mountain.

In every village, the houses of the one-armed old man are locked.

But Yi Lin didn't break in again.

First, the mediocre life hammer needs to be reserved for one use in case of emergency.

The second is...it's not necessary.

Yi Lin also had the answer in her heart.

But there is still one place that I have to go to anyway.

Otherwise, Yi Lin wouldn't be able to rest assured.

Moreover, continuing to dig into the plot can also make the final pass evaluation higher.

climb mountains?

Pan Zhengyi thought for a moment.

Suddenly a sentence popped up: Is it like taking a photo of a deceased person?

?

Pan Zhengyi laughed inexplicably.

Yi Lin was confused after hearing this, thinking that Pan Zhengyi's mind was connected to some inexplicable timeline.

He suddenly remembered what Molly said about the déjà vu theory.

Maybe Pan Zhengyi's brain can really receive some mysterious pieces of information?

...

After one hour.

Yi Lin and Pan Zhengyi climbed to the top of the mountain.

The mountain road was rugged and it was quite difficult for Yilin.

When we reached the top of the mountain, there was a thick layer of sweat on the top of our head.

The strength attribute... is still a bit low.

Yi Lin was a little helpless.

All I can say is... you can't have your cake and eat it too.

He looked back at Pan Zhengyi, who was leisurely and smiling from time to time.

Suddenly he felt regretful, why Mao had to take this guy with him.

If you don't bring it...

never mind.

Yi Lin thought about it and didn't care.

There is no use regretting what has happened.

When she arrived at the top of the mountain, Yi Lin took another look at the Ghost Energy List, her expression neither happy nor sad.

There was a faint red mist hanging over the top of the mountain.

It seems to be made of blood.

Yi Lin's nose twitched slightly, and there was a light and elegant fragrance filling the mist.

The scenery at the top of Guiwu Mountain, which is shaped like a skeleton, is somewhat unexpected.

There are small bright red flowers all around.

Here is a sea of ​​flowers.

A sea of ​​bright red flowers.

Like blood.

The elegant fragrance spreads from this sea of ​​flowers.

When Yi Lin stepped into the sea of ​​flowers, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

These lush flowers have no leaves.

There are only small flowers blooming on the bare stems.

Behind the bright and gorgeous scenery, it gives people a feeling of loneliness.

Yi Lin's heart moved and she picked one off.

A line of text appeared in front of my eyes.

…

【Bana Flower】

【Grade】None

[Effect] It’s just a flower, what effect do you want?

[Explanation] Legend has it that the flower of the other side grows at the junction of yin and yang. It blooms for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years. There are no leaves when the flowers bloom, and no flowers when the leaves grow. The flowers and leaves are always in the opposite direction, and life and death are not connected.

…

Higanbana?

Yi Lin thought that this was just a legend.

Why is it opened at the top of Guiwu Mountain?

The junction of Yin and Yang? Yi Lin pondered again in a low voice.

Yi Lin is very aware of the urinary nature of the other world.

There is no existence without reason, and there is no explanation without any effect.

Since the flower of the other shore grows here, there must be a reason for it.

In this sea of ​​flowers on the other side, when Yi Lin and Pan Zhengyi stepped into it, countless petals floated up and danced all over the sky.

As soon as the flower in Yi Lin's hand was picked, the stem quickly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the petals withered, flew, and merged into the petals in the sky. They were scattered and beautiful. .

There seems to be something at the end of the sea of ​​flowers.

Yi Lin stepped forward, followed by Pan Zhengyi.

Above the head, the moon looked increasingly rosy.

It seemed like blood would drip out.

It was obvious that the sun had not set yet, but the light of the moon actually covered up the sunlight.

Taking over the host.

As Yi Lin walked deeper into the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, she felt a vague feeling of discomfort in her mind.

It was like... there was some mysterious force that invaded his brain and affected his thinking.

In an instant, in Yi Lin's ears, a series of rustling sounds kept echoing.

It keeps echoing and lasts forever.

Yi Lin couldn't help but pay attention to carefully distinguish the rustling sounds. Listening more carefully, it seemed like... countless people were whispering in her ears.

Hallucination?

Yi Lin shook her head, feeling something was wrong.

Even if it is an illusion, he still has a certain resistance in the face of his will attribute of 7.1.

Yi Lin concentrated her attention, tried her best to ignore the inexplicable whispers in her ears, and continued to move forward.

He didn't notice that Pan Zhengyi, who was originally following him, was suddenly shocked and froze in place, as if he had been shocked by electricity.

Pan Zhengyi's eyes first became blurry and cloudy, then gradually became clear...

Bright and bright.

…

…

At the end of the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, there are two earthen tombs.

There are two tombstones erected on these two tombs.

The tombstone seems to be old, but the surrounding area is kept clean and there are no weeds around the grave.

But the writing on the tombstone is clearly legible.

The Tomb of Nie Hongxiu!

Bai Xiaoyi's Tomb!

Nie Hongxiu...Bai Xiaoyi!

Yi Lin's breath froze and her eyes froze slightly.

Around the two tombstones, there seemed to be some strange patterns carved on the ground.

It looks like some kind of ancient formation.

No...this looks more like some kind of religious ceremony.

Between the tombstones of Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi, there is a piece of soil that seems different from the surroundings and has traces of being turned over.

Yi Lin's heart moved, she squatted down, thought for a while, took out Xiao Shisan's ancient knife from the storage space, and prepared to dig.

At this moment, Pan Zhengyi suddenly smiled.

An afterimage suddenly swept out from the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, like a stream of light, rushing directly behind Yi Lin.

Yi Lin had already noticed the presence of that figure through touch.

When he was about to make a move, he was surprised to find that Pan Zhengyi was faster than him.

Clang.

Pan Zhengyi smiled slightly and squinted his eyes, with a dangerous light flashing in the gaps in his eyes.

Snapped.

The broken knife in Pan Zhengyi's hand was broken again.

But he had completely blocked the figure.

Yi Lin stopped preparing to dig and stood up.

Looking at the figure blocked in front of Pan Zhengyi, there was an expression of disbelief on his livid face.

Yi Lin chuckled.

You followed us all the way, and when you saw me preparing to dig deeper, you finally couldn't help it anymore?

Should I call you Old Ghost Hunter? Or...

Nie Xiu?

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