Carefree Path of Dreams

Surrounded by the breezy, the sky is clear.

Fang Yuan looked up and a bright sun shook his eyes.

"Another timeline?"

He looked around and found no trace of the monk and the ghost guard.

Just now, after discovering that the ghost tide could not help him, the curse here has changed strangely.

“Accurately, it’s the split and break, putting every cursed person into a different timeline...”

The seal of a year ago, even the seal of a day ago, is of course completely different from the current seal. Therefore, even a tight alliance can be divided into different timelines and broken down.

Fang Yuan suspected that Chen He, who had disappeared from the beginning, was also smashed into a timeline. Of course, with his ability, I am afraid that he will die long ago.

Only, within this curse, death is not the end of everything, but the beginning of true horror!

"I just don't know what time I am, at what time..."

He moved to the village and went straight to the village.

"Oh...someone!"

Next to the bluestone mill, a few bare-chested children were playing with mud marbles. A little devil with two noses saw Fang Yuan and immediately shouted and ran to the village.

The dry limbs and the thin cheeks, obviously life is not very good.

"This little devil..."

When Fang Yuan saw him, he was shrinking: "Is the old village chief in childhood?"

From the face, you can see the vagueness of the clue. Of course, the most important thing is the breath of the soul.

"Sure enough, someone!"

Not long after, several big men rushed to run, one of them was similar to the old village chief, with a suspicious color on his face: "Who are you? Where are you from?"

"My name is Fang Yuan. Since I am here, I have some questions to ask you."

Fang Yuan took the lead: "Of course, in order to prevent you from doing something unwise and stupid, some warnings are necessary."

boom!

His right foot slammed, the ground crashed, and the entire village seemed to have jumped.

"Mountain... Mountain God Master?!"

Where have these mountain people seen this magical power? Directly gave a sigh: "The villain has eyes that don't know the true God, there are strange things, strange things!"

‘...’

Fang Yuan was speechless for a moment, and immediately the old village chief said: "What is your name?"

"Little man ghost thirteen..."

This person smiles and goes down with the old village chief, and from the point of view of blood, it must be the father and son.

"When are you a ghost, when did you move here, do you still have an impression? Then there are... Who knows who lived before this village?"

Fang Yuan began to interrogate.

At this time, there is a halo of ‘mountain gods’. These mountain people really know everything and say nothing.

From their embarrassing statements, Fang Yuan knows that the ghost surname has moved to this place and has been in existence for hundreds of years.

As for the former mountain people here, they only said that they moved collectively, but they did not know where to move.

"Grandpa Goddess... When our ancestors came here, they were already a wasteland of wasteland, and they never seized the matter..."

A dry mountainer almost cried out.

"You can rest assured that I am not asking for sin."

Fang Yuan shook his head, his figure flashed, disappeared in an instant, and let the leader of the ghost thirteen a spirit, and he squatted heavily.

"澹台莫邪!澹台莫邪!!!"

Fang Yuan yelled as he walked through the forest.

"No... Although it can slightly sense the source of the curse, this distant feeling proves that it is not on this timeline..."

He was so fast that he didn't know how far he ran out in an instant.

"Since this curse may have geographical restrictions, then leave here and see if it will come out and curse me..."

Fang Yuan sometimes feels that this curse is very miserable, just like the previous psychic pawn.

Although he cursed himself, he did not have the ability to die on his own. Instead, he seemed to swallow an iron anchor, unable to spit it out, and could not digest it.

In the distance of the village, it is a rolling mountain range, lush green, with vitality.

The mountain fog rose, at this time, Fang Yuan had another mist, and he found himself coming to the door of the seal.

At this time, the seals were completely silent, and there was no such thing as a slight smoke. The building was run down, as if it had been abandoned and it didn’t last long.

"Sure enough... this curse does not allow me to flee, and another timeline is opened just before the deadline is broken?"

Fang Yuan is stunned and looks at the seal: "If it was 40 or 50 years ago, it was hundreds of years ago... Unfortunately, there is still nothing I want."

He rushed to the fog boundary of survival, and there was a feeling of ridiculousness in his heart: "How can there be a sense of supreme treasure? Do you want to scream a spell again..."

puff!

This time, I was prepared. At the time of the fog, the curse of Fang Yuan was also fully open, and I immediately noticed the power of the curse of time and space.

Unfortunately, for his body at this time, this curse is not awkward at all, directly swallowed, leaving no one star and a half.

"It was originally intended to kill me by the curse of time and space conversion, but I... it is too strong, this curse has become the best means for me to go back to history!"

He passed the white fog and came again before the seal.

"who?"

At this point, Fang Yuan was discovered, and the two big men who watched the door flew over, and even as soon as they raised their hands, the two bottles of medicine were smashed in midair.

"The ghost-removing master of the Fujian-Taiwan family? It is really well-trained!"

Fang Yuan knew that the strangeness in his body had scared others and immediately began to shrink the seal: ‘This time point... Did the Taiwanese family still move outside? ’

"who are you?"

Let these two men be the ghost-strikers of the Fujian-Taiwan family, but when they see a ghost dressed in black robe, their faces are black and their eyes are like black holes, they will become very nervous.

"What about me..."

Fang Yuan smiled slightly, and the light in the pupil directly invaded the heads of these two people and began the modification operation: "You have not seen anyone at all!"

The wide-ranging information manipulation ability from the singularity of the pawnshop immediately showed the effect.

The two elite exorcists touched their heads and seemed to have some doubts about the actions they made. They immediately began to go to the gate.

"What happened?"

A young Taiwanese family came out later, but they saw the square in front of them.

"Nothing!"

The two spooky ghosts looked awkward.

"...forget it, take care of the portal, it's not very flat recently!"

What the old Taiwanese people wanted to say, but they finally refused to say it, carrying their hands and leaving.

‘Sure... the power of the ghost is much better than the people! ’

At this time, Fang Yuan simply released the ghosts and used the operation to infinitely reduce the attention of outsiders to himself. It was just like invisibility, and he swayed behind the old man.

This family has gone all the way to the discussion hall of the Fujian and Taiwan families.

"what happened?"

In the hall, dozens of top-level exorcism ghosts gathered together, all of whom were blood-stained from the Taiwanese family. The patriarch of the main seat frowned and asked.

"I have seen it, two people said nothing, but I always feel a little abnormal...maybe, it is ‘that’.”

This family replied with a wry smile.

"The ‘name’...”

The patriarch of the Fujian and Taiwan families was also silent.

When it comes to this, all the top ghosts are sinking.

"Since that day, those who have mentioned the names of the ancestors in the tribe have been cursed. If we have already carried the mark of the 'door', it is the sacrifice of the bronze gate, I am afraid that it will soon be destroyed..."

The head of the Fujian and Taiwan sighed: "I have a thousand years of inheritance, and I am going to be destroyed. "The man" is really a sinner of the family!"

"The deceased has been paralyzed, needless to say..."

Another white-haired old man said indifferently: "Although we have a curse of the door, we are slightly resistant to the curse of the name that cannot be said, but it is more harmful than it is for a long time, so we must relocate!"

"...but after discovering the roots of the curse, we have completely blocked the 'name'. After a while, let the people who have not heard the name go out to the south and set a new pulse!"

"We are the old guys who bear the double curse, just stay here and see if you can seal this curse... You must set up a family training, and the future people will not return to this place! No! Don't leave at all Just a word, let us hide in the dust of history!"

"exactly!"

The head of the Fujian and Taiwan patriarchs hit a fist: "I will pass the position of the patriarch to the whole child, and stay here to live with the elders!"

"Well? Who?"

Suddenly, the purple light in his eyes, the whole face turned into a zombie, staring at the Fangyuan position.

"Eight squares of water!"

"Lock the ghosts!"

All of them were present at the top of the exorcism, and after discovering the traces of ghost invasion, they immediately acted quickly, and many means directly drowned Fang Yuan.

"Is there a ghost coming in?"

A white-haired old man looked at the direction of Fang Yuan in amazement: "Is it... in this village, there is a curse that we don't know?"

"Even if it is the most ferocious ghost, in the face of our joint efforts, we have to shun it!"

Another family old comforted.

But in the next moment, a horrible chill slammed into the air, impacting their hearts.

Hey!

Many of the rituals were instantly fried into glutinous rice, which made all the Taiwanese people look pale: "This ghost... How could this be?"

At the center of the smoke, a figure gradually emerges.

Fang Yuan’s attack on the black robe, the scorpion turned into gold, and lightly walked out: “Well! I can’t think of you, you can find me, the top strength of the Taiwanese family, after all, it’s still a bit of a look.”

"Ok?"

The troupe of the Fujian and Taiwan priests sighed in the air and said: "You are... people?!"

Although a hundred of the ghosts will come, they will regard Fang Yuan as a ghost at this time, but the eyes of the Taiwanese patriarchs are different after all, and they still see the truth!