I’m Really a Villain

The area of ​​this Mass Burial Valley is beyond Xu Zimo's imagination.

The distance between east and west is mainly hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, and the valley is so big that it almost covers half and half of the ghost area.

There are countless tombstones, as well as graves.

There is no other reason, because what is buried here is all the dead in the original battle of ghosts and gods.

There are gods and ghosts.

When you come here, you can even hear the wailing of ghosts and gods.

This place is uninhabited, except for the black crows and the gloomy vultures, there is no living thing.

Under the black soil, half-covered white bones are often exposed, which looks very creepy.

Xu Zimo descended from the gloomy sky above his head and stood at the front entrance of the Burial Valley.

Behind him, the huge body of the Red-bladed Bull Demon followed closely.

Although Xu Zimo wanted to leave early, but the Red Blade Bull Demon is a great sage, so the speed is naturally faster.

Being able to perceive Xu Zimo's position, he would naturally be able to catch up.

"The battle is over," Xu Zimo asked.

"how's it going?"

"That Chu madman is really domineering, and I can't get my hands on it," the Red-bladed Bull Demon laughed.

"The Demon King is avoiding the edge for the time being, and may want to wait for his peak strength to recover before fighting."

"It has nothing to do with us," Xu Zimo said.

"After taking over the inheritance of the wood god Jumang, it's time to leave this ghost and god realm."

"It's so deadly." The Scarlet-bladed Bull Demon nodded, and turned to look at Buried Valley.

Ordinary people may only see the gloomy aura, but his great sage realm has already been nuanced.

Many things can be perceived.

Death Qi permeates the land for thousands of miles, if an ordinary person enters, he will be directly turned into bones by the death energy.

"My lord, this place is too dead, even if you go in, you won't be able to stay for long," the red-bladed bull demon reminded.

"It's too dangerous. How many people died here?"

"I don't know how many people died, but I heard that after that battle, there was no light in Ghost God Realm.

Since then, the sun has sunk, enough to imagine the tragedy of that battle," Xu Zimo replied.

"Let's not go into this Mass Burial Valley, let's look around, maybe there is something to do."

"When I just came here, I saw a village at the foot of the mountain, the Lord can go and inquire about it," said the Red-bladed Bull Demon.

Xu Zimo nodded.

The Mass Burial Valley was on a high slope, and when he walked down the high slope, there was a vibrant jungle underneath.

Different from Gaopo's lifeless life, here the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the trees are full of shade. It is a completely different world.

After Xu Zimo walked down the hillside, there was vitality everywhere. At the entrance of the small village, there were two huge ginseng trees.

This ginseng tree does not grow ginseng fruit, but the shape of the tree looks like a human being, and it looks very old.

Strangely, the ginseng tree on the left still has two long beards.

"Young man, welcome to our Forgetful Village," Xu Zimo said directly when the ginseng tree just walked to the door.

"Forgetful Village," Xu Zimo said softly.

"Are you going to the Burial Valley too?" Ginseng Tree continued to ask.

"How do you know?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Here, there are no people here all the year round. Except for the Burial Valley, almost no one comes to our Forgetful Village," Ginseng Tree replied.

"Then do you have a solution?" Xu Zimo said.

"I think the Burial Valley is extremely dead, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to enter."

"In our forgetful village, there is a clear spring named Guqingquan.

As long as you drink this spring water, you can freely pass through this mass grave without being affected," said the ginseng tree at the door.

"Then how to exchange this spring water?" Xu Zimo asked again.

"There's no rush in advance. It's a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar," said the ginseng tree with a big laugh.

With a wave of his hand, the thick branches waved, and the entire void fluctuated.

Inside the forgetful village, there were several hearty laughter.

Immediately afterwards, several old men came out from the inside. These old men looked very old.

The clothes they wear are woven from leaves, and their beards are like tree whiskers.

Even the hair can be regarded as the shape of a leaf, like a creature born from the fusion of a human and a tree.

All of them are tree spirits who have practiced for thousands of years and have turned into human forms.

"Hello, son, welcome to Forgetful Village.

We have already prepared the banquet, and we hope to have a good time together," the old man who walked to the front said with a smile.

"I'm here to ask for some ancient springs," Xu Zimo said.

"Stay with us today for a party, and when we leave tomorrow, we will naturally give you some spring water," said the old man.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly, but he didn't say much, and let the old man lead the way, and walked into the village together.

As soon as he entered the village, Xu Zimo discovered that, except for a few old men, there were all beautiful women here.

They stood on both sides of the village street, holding garlands, welcoming Xu Zimo's arrival.

"What does this mean?" Xu Zimo asked.

"This is the welcome ceremony of our Forgetful Village, you don't have to worry about it," the old man said with a smile.

Following the figure of the old man, Xu Zimo came to an open flat ground.

The flat ground is filled with all kinds of pastries and fruits, and the aroma of fine wine permeates the whole village.

As soon as you smell the aroma, you will feel refreshed and fascinated.

At this moment, the sky slowly darkened.

"Please, my lord," the old man waved his hand, allowing Xu Zimo to take the top position.

Immediately, these old men sat next to them, and suddenly bonfires lit up on both sides, and the atmosphere became lively.

There was dance music playing, and against the backdrop of several dancers, a woman in western-style clothes took lotus steps and danced in the center of the bonfire.

"My lord, drink," the old man raised his glass and smiled at Xu Zimo.

It was also rare for Xu Zimo to relax, so he was naturally blunt and raised his glass to drink a few glasses.

After drinking fine wine, the heat flows from the inside out for a while, and the warm current flows through the internal organs, making the whole body extremely comfortable.

"Good wine," he sighed with emotion.

"What are you going to do, Master?" The old man looked at Xu Zimo and asked with a smile.

"My house is in the half-ghost area," Xu Zimo replied casually.

"I don't know who else is in the son's family?" the old man asked again.

"I haven't been home for a long time, I don't know how many people are left," Xu Zimo said shaking his head.

"This ancient clear spring, please leave it to the old man."

"It's okay," the old man introduced with a smile, pointing to the woman who was in the middle of the dance.

"This is my little girl, who is over twenty this year.

Since childhood, he has been proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is virtuous and reasonable. What do you think, young master? "

"The old man doesn't want to say kiss," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"Ghosts are everywhere in the Burial Valley, and the road is extremely dangerous, and the future is uncertain.

You might as well stay here, marry my little girl, and spend the rest of your life in our Forgetful Village.

Wouldn't it be nice to live a lifetime of carefree life? "The old man laughed.