Beast

Bu Zhuangniang stabbed Yang Qing fiercely with the scissors in her hands, her eyes flashed fiercely, and she vowed to kill Yang Qing with one blow.

"Mom!" Bu Zhuang saw all this clearly while sleeping. He didn't react until he saw his mother holding up the scissors. He only had time to shout in a hurry, but was unable to stop him.

How could Yang Qing be injured by a woman with a pair of scissors? She raised her hands and picked them up, but her body jumped into the air and was dragged to the kang by Yang Qing.

Before Bu Zhuang's mother could resist, Yang Qing reached out and pinched her neck gently. Bu Zhuang's mother lost her intuition, her palms loosened, and the black scissors fell onto the earthen bed.

All this happened in the light of the calcium carbide fire. Before Bu Zhuang could say "Mother", Yang Qing had already subdued him. Bu Zhuang shouted and threw himself on his mother, shouting in panic.

"Mom, mom, what's wrong with you, mom, wake up..."

"Brother Bu Zhuang, Auntie was not injured. She just fainted and will wake up in an hour." Yang Qing said calmly, and his actions were measured.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Bu Zhuang muttered to himself while still looking at his mother.

"Brother Bu Zhuang, don't be sad yet, there may be a solution to this matter." Yang Qing's tone was calm and convincing.

"Young hero, can my mother's disease be cured?" Bu Zhuang straightened up and stared at Yang Qing, eager for Yang Qing to give a positive answer.

"I'm not completely sure, I have to check first." Yang Qing wanted to say something positive to comfort Bu Zhuang, but he changed his words again.

"Yeah, yeah" Bu Zhuang nodded excitedly and quickly got out of the way. He placed all his hopes on Yang Qing.

"Mom!" came the anxious voice of a girl from the next room. She was obviously awakened by the noise, threw on a robe and ran over barefoot.

The girl's face was thin and her skin was slightly dry. She was stunned when she saw Yang Qing and then saw his mother lying unconscious on the kang. She looked anxious and rushed to Yang Qing's side, beating him randomly.

"Bad guy, bad guy," the girl cursed and kept hitting her hands.

Yang Qing was half-crouching, inserting his spiritual consciousness into Bu Zhuangniang's Yintang point. He didn't expect that the girl would suddenly attack. Although she was somewhat unprepared, her body did not move at all.

"Little sister, stop," Bu Zhuang grabbed the girl while rolling around, shouting urgently.

"Mom was beaten, and you still watched the fun." The girl refused, her little hands were red from the beating, and tears were in her eyes.

Yang Qing sighed in his heart. He had good intentions, but he didn't expect to be beaten and scolded. Although he couldn't feel the pain, he felt aggrieved in his heart. He then thought about what he was arguing with a little girl, and then increased his consciousness.

intensity.

There is only a gap left in the Yintang point of ordinary people. If Yang Qing wants to penetrate her spiritual consciousness, she can only pass through this gap. Bu Zhuangniang is asleep, and Yang Qing's spiritual consciousness penetrates her. There is no expression on her face.

"Huh..." Yang Qing breathed a sigh of relief and raised his eyebrows gently. There was no ghost in Bu Zhuangniang's soul. At this time, it was confirmed that Bu Zhuangniang was infected by the yin energy, which caused her mental disorder.

At this moment, the girl stopped making trouble and stood aside honestly. Knowing that she had misunderstood Yang Qing, her face turned red with embarrassment and she looked at his mother anxiously.

This girl was fifteen or sixteen years old and had grown into a big girl. When she saw Yang Qing casually glance at her, the girl realized that her clothes were disheveled, her face became even redder, and she tightened her tight clothes in a panic.

"Young hero, my little sister..." Bu Zhuang said apologetically, fearing that Yang Qing would be angry and walk away.

"Auntie is infected by Yin Qi, which is why she looks like crazy. If she wants to be cured, she must resolve this Yin Qi," Yang Qing interrupted, with a hesitant expression on her face.

"Yin Qi? Young hero, is there any way?" Bu Zhuang asked expectantly, wondering what Yin Qi was. The girl looked anxious but was embarrassed to ask.

"Yin Qi is filth. It can be said to be evil and disturbs people's minds. There is currently no way to do it." Yang Qing hesitated and then said. Being called a 'young hero' made Yang Qing feel quite ashamed.

"Young hero, please save my mother, I will do anything to repay your kindness," the girl begged with an even more urgent expression.

"Young hero, you must have a way. Please show mercy." Bu Zhuang also begged.

"Tomorrow, I will go to Qimeng Ridge. If I come back safely, I will definitely relieve my aunt's suffering from being infected by Yin Qi," Yang Qing said decisively.

The Bu Zhuang brothers and sisters didn't know what this had to do with Qimeng Ling, so they thought Yang Qing was trying to make excuses, and felt sad in their hearts.

"You two don't need to beg each other anymore. I will do what I say, and there are some things I want to warn you both about."

Yang Qing then warned the Bu Zhuang brothers and sisters to take strict precautions against Bu Zhuang's mother going out to hurt others. Do not let her hide in the dark during the day. It is best to expose her to the sun. Although this cannot drive away the evil spirit, it can still play a certain role.

Alleviating effect.

As for what the two of them do, Yang Qing has no control over it. After all, she is the biological mother of the Bu Zhuang brothers and sisters. What they do is entirely up to the two of them.

Less than an hour later, Bu Zhuangniang woke up, rubbed her sore neck, said nothing, stared at Yang Qing and smiled strangely.

Everyone stayed awake that night and stared at each other. The next morning, Yang Qing went to Qimeng Ridge alone.

Qimeng Ridge in the early morning has no spring vitality. It is bare and a few crooked-neck trees are growing tenaciously. The morning light shining on Qimeng Ridge fails to dispel the gloomy atmosphere.

Yang Qing's consciousness was shrouded in an area of ​​70 feet. He stepped on the jagged rocks and climbed up, still feeling a little hairy in his heart.

Yang Qing had never felt this way in the Dongju Mountains. The biggest threats to him there were human monks and monsters, but what existed in Abandoned Meng Ridge was unknown.

Climbing up to Qimeng Ridge, there was nothing strange about it except that it was desolate. Except that he could not see anyone else. Smoke from cooking stoves rose up in Sanligou. The smoke lingered around half of Qimeng Ridge, making Qimeng Ridge look eerie and blurry.

Yang Qing stood at the highest point and had a clear view of the surrounding environment. Where was the terrifying cave he saw at Li Gui? Yang Qing walked along the ridge of Qimeng Ridge, his consciousness carefully searching for suspicious places.

The houses in Sanli Gou gradually became distant, and finally they were blurry. Yang Qing did not observe anything suspicious. He also carefully searched the mountains on both sides, but could not find any clues.

Qimeng Ridge is only a few dozen miles long, and Yang Qing walked almost half a mile without feeling anxious. If it were so easy to find, the cave would not exist for long.

His feet moved slower, and his consciousness sensed more carefully. If there were any ants on the Abandoned Meng Ridge, they would not escape Yang Qing's eyes.

Yang Qing concentrated on searching, but did not feel the passage of time. In the blink of an eye, it was noon, and the dazzling sun hung in the middle of the sky, but at this time, Yang Qing could not feel the warmth where he was.

The Yin Qi here is the strongest. Yang Qing stopped and explored carefully with his spiritual consciousness. Then he moved downwards and came to the rock wall on one side of the mountain.

Comparing this rock wall with the nearby rock walls, there is not much difference unless you look carefully. If you look carefully, you will find that the sun's rays here are dimmer than the nearby rock walls.

This is not surprising. The different angles of the mountain wall are likely to cause the rock wall to be unevenly illuminated. The reason why Yang Qing came here is that Yang Qing discovered the true energy fluctuations here, and his surname is introverted and peaceful.

This true essence is refined from filth, and the fluctuations are extremely small. If Yang Qing's consciousness was not inexplicably special and he was deliberately looking for it, he would not have noticed it.

He concentrated his spiritual consciousness and probed towards the rock wall. At this time, the real energy fluctuated violently, and Yang Qing's spiritual consciousness was bounced back.

Yang Qing withdrew his consciousness, thought about it secretly, picked up a stone and threw it over.

The thrown stone did not make a sound when it hit the opposite rock wall, but penetrated through and disappeared. A circle of ripples appeared on the rock wall, and it returned to calm in the blink of an eye.

Yang Qing stretched out his hand and touched his chest, and the black-marked long stick 'Wu Lie' appeared in his hand. Without hesitation, he slammed his body into the rock wall and disappeared.

As soon as Yang Qing crashed into it, his whole body seemed to be surrounded by water, and he appeared in a tunnel in less than a breath. The tunnel was pitch black, with no trace of light. The width and height of the tunnel could not be seen with the naked eye, and it was also dark in the distance.

, can't tell how far it is.

Yang Qing was not surprised when this happened. Instead of walking forward, he stretched out his hand to touch behind. There was a hard rock wall behind him. When his fingers touched it, a cold feeling extended to his entire arm. Yang Qing quickly stopped his hand.

There is no way out, you can only enter but not exit!

How thick and hard this rock wall is, you can't feel it with just your fingers. Yang Qing raised his Wulie long stick to chop it, but then stopped suddenly.

The long stick will definitely make a huge sound when it is struck on the rock wall. This will alarm the unknown things deep in the tunnel, and there is no telling how many there are. If it is attracted so rashly, Yang Qing will have enemies in front and no way to retreat.

situation.

He would be beaten passively, and he couldn't use his hands or feet in this tunnel. It was hard to say whether he could escape the monsters' pursuit. The monsters had lost their minds. How could the monsters leave him alone when he broke in like this?

Thinking of this, Yang Qing knew his situation. If he didn't get rid of the monster, the monster would definitely tear him to pieces. He touched the natural lines on the long Wulie stick with his fingers, moved his footsteps, and walked towards the depths of the tunnel. This

The rock walls on both sides of the tunnel are normal rocks with unimaginable thickness.

Let go of your spiritual consciousness and take a closer look at the tunnel. This tunnel is arched one foot high. The long stick Wu Lie in Yang Qing's hand cannot be used here, which will affect the display of strength.

After walking less than a hundred steps along the tunnel, the tunnel gradually opened up, and finally it was clear for a carriage to run. This dark tunnel was very quiet, and Yang Qing's slight footsteps seemed particularly loud.

After walking for another hundred steps or so, the terrain bottomed out, as if it was connected to the ground. The tunnel became wider and wider, with small stones scattered inside the tunnel and a thick layer of dust.

Yang Qing suppressed his heartbeat and breathing, stepped lightly, and moved forward cautiously. According to Yang Qing's feeling, he was already halfway down to Qimeng Ridge.

Yang Qing's consciousness kept observing the front. Not far ahead, the tunnel began to branch, and it was divided into seven places. Each of these seven places was a person tall and three or four feet wide. They were connected but not connected to each other. Except for the direction of the entrance,

All other directions are occupied by these seven forks.

In front of these seven forks, there is less dust. On this thin layer of gray, there are messy footprints. The footprints are messy and overlapping. It is impossible to tell whether they are human or animal footprints.

Yang Qing concentrated on observing. There was a faint light in these seven bifurcations, and they were full of ghosts. There was no cold wind blowing, but it made people feel chilly. The scene here was exactly the same as what Yang Qing saw at Li Gui.

This is the Demon Cave in Abandoned Meng Ridge.