Of course, this legend is just a legend, and the truth is unknown to anyone. As for Cha Wenbin, he has already fallen into this dreamlike world and can only follow his own feelings.

  There was no sun on the top to distinguish direction, so he had to take out his compass. Chaozi's side had also unfolded the inflatable boat, which was a lesson learned from the last time in Qifeng Mountain. Old Wang had specially asked for it from the organization, and this thing was more advanced than Wang Yue's, after releasing the air and folding it up, it was only about the size of a bath towel, always making Heng Rou's face turn back.

  At this time, Old Wang's forehead had already formed obvious wrinkles, and he even felt that his teeth were starting to loosen. Everyone was stirred up by the oppressive atmosphere, their minds unsettled.

  Perhaps this is fate, an unknown hidden in the mountains that just happened to be encountered by them. Or perhaps it was a well-calculated game from the start, who is the ultimate winner and who can know?

  Cha Wenbin was never a person who would submit to fate, this time, even if he didn't move, he had to make a move for reality.

  The compass was set up on the kayak and the target direction was adjusted: West!

  For many people, heading west is not a wise move. The sun rises in the east, and since ancient times, the east has represented the beginning of life and is an auspicious direction. And what about the west? No need to say more, one word can describe its status in the world: Return to the West! The west is where the sun sets, representing the end, and also symbolizing the opening of a dark world.

  So when we choose a house, the east suite is often more expensive than the west suite. In fact, it's just that people can't get rid of their feelings about these two directions in their hearts.

  Zha Wenbin has always been particular about doing things with a "die before living" attitude, and he chose to do so in Qi Feng Mountain as well. Moreover, there were two other reasons why he chose the west.

  He said to go west, and this group of people naturally wouldn't have too many objections. However, Old Wang, perhaps fearing in his heart, asked: "Wenbin, is there any particular reason for going west?"

  The rippling red water surface, Cha Wenbin lowered his head and said: "You see that it's clearly daytime here, but there is no night. This shows that it's not that there is no sun, but rather we can't see it. Since everything here goes against the norm, I'll choose a direction of death to go in, maybe I can still find a way to live."

  Old Wang sighed and said: "We all trust you on this boat, whatever you say we'll do, I won't utter another word."

  Chao Zi still stops from time to time to trim his fingernails, which grow too fast.

  "Ven Bin, do you think there are fish in this lake? If so, the fish here must grow really fast to be that big!" A person with a good attitude is always good, even at this age, he still has the mood to make jokes.

  Cha Wenbin didn't make a sound, he just lowered his head and sank into thought. He was repeatedly pondering everything here, and really didn't have the heart to care about anything else. Because he knew that if it was true, then perhaps there was still a glimmer of hope!

  A calm lake surface, only seeing a few ripples, but unable to feel the power of the wind. However, he understood that this was the most authentic evil place, the most primitive state of evil thoughts between heaven and earth.

  Evil is born from the heart, and in fact, people already have a heart in their mother's womb, which has sown the seeds of evil. Some people spend their whole lives pursuing how to get out of this deepest karma, and that's where the Tao comes from!

  The way that can be told is not the eternal Way; The name that can be named is not the eternal Name.

  "Venbin, do you think there are ghosts here?" Zhou Xiong, who was rowing the boat, suddenly said this sentence. He usually didn't talk much, but at that moment, the words came out of his mouth unknowingly, and he immediately felt a chill on his back.

  Zha Wenbin whispered that something was wrong. He guessed that this was probably something hinting at Zhuo Xiong, or he was just being paranoid and having wild thoughts.

  He immediately encouraged everyone: "Everyone be careful, this is an extreme environment, don't mess up your own footsteps, just walk steadily, even if you see or hear something, as long as we get through this lake, we'll have a way out."

  The words had just fallen, and the originally calm lake surface suddenly rose with fog. Not only did the front rise with fog, but also the back rose with fog at the same time. In an instant, they entered a vast sea of fog, and even couldn't see each other's face clearly.

  Sudden changes are the most disturbing, Cha Wenbin hastily pulled out a hemp rope from his bag and shouted: "Starting from Chaozi at the bow of the boat, each person will wrap a circle around their waist and then pass it to the person behind them, hurry up!"

  Through thick fog, it was handed over to Chaozi with great difficulty, and then the five people were all connected together like a string of dumplings.

  This hemp rope was twisted by himself, hoping to twist himself into a strand of rope, symbolizing unity and gathering the yang energy on everyone's body together.

  With a "ding", the fire starter had lit up, and Zha Wenbin carefully placed it at the bow of the boat. This was called a guiding light, meaning that this boat had an owner, and those little ghosts shouldn't come aboard and cause trouble.

  Just as everyone was quietly observing the surroundings, Chaozi discovered something that made him very alert. Because of this sudden fog, everyone was busy putting on life jackets and no one was rowing the boat, but now the boat was moving much faster than before. A powerless rubber dinghy, with neither wind nor sail, how could it move?

  "He immediately spoke out his discovery: 'The ship is moving, and it's going very fast!'"

  Zha Wenbin put his fingers to his lips and made a "shh" gesture, but he didn't react this time. With such thick fog, how could Chaozi see anything?

  Chaozi thought no one responded because he spoke too softly, so he raised his voice and shouted: "Can't you all hear me? I said the boat is moving!"

  Just as his voice fell, a ball of fire burst into flames on the top of his head. His hair was already growing fast, and this time the layer on top was almost instantly burned off.

  Before he could shout loudly, Cha Wenbin had already taken out the rootless water from his bag and splashed a few drops over, and the flames on his head were also extinguished. Just as he was about to ask what was going on, he felt the bow of the boat shake, followed by the familiar sound of the Seven Stars Sword being unsheathed: "Hiss"!

  Even in the fog that obscured each other, people still felt a cold light flash before their eyes. Cha Wenbin held a sword with one hand and a bell with the other. He tossed the bell upwards, and as it rang out with a clear "ding-dong" sound, his right hand swiftly drew the Seven Stars Sword in front of him, striking down an empty blow. As he caught the bell again and threw it away once more, another "ding-dong" echoed through the air. With one sword strike after another, as the bell fell downwards, Cha Wenbin raised the Seven Stars Sword, and the bronze bell landed precisely on its tip.

  Zha Wenbin held the Seven-Star Sword high above his head with his right hand, standing straight as a stone statue at the bow of the boat. With a sudden kick of his right foot, he almost flipped over the stern of the inflatable boat. Old Wang stumbled and nearly fell into the lake, but managed to grab onto someone beside him. The boat immediately came to a stop, no longer moving forward, as if it had dropped anchor.

  Zha Wenbin held up his treasured sword and waved it back and forth above his head, shouting loudly:

  "The Great Supreme Elder taught me to kill ghosts, and gave me the divine formula. I call upon the Jade Maiden to capture evil spirits. Climbing the mountain, rocks split open, wearing the seal of authority. Wearing a magnificent hat, feet treading on the wind, left hand holding the Six Jia, right hand guarding the Six Ding. In front is the Yellow Spirit, behind is Yue Zhang. The divine general kills and punishes, not avoiding the powerful and strong, first killing evil ghosts, then beheading the Night Glow. Which god does not submit? Which ghost dares to confront?! Hurry up, as if by imperial decree!!!"

  His left hand had already reached into his own pocket and pulled out a talisman, which he wiped across the sword. As he wiped it to the tip of the sword, he took off the copper bell, made a vacant sword flower in mid-air, and then suddenly used force to throw it forward.

  "With a 'whoosh' sound, the surrounding air seemed to be ignited as well. The mist was gone in an instant, and the thick fog around them retreated by more than half. Not far away, a scarlet coffin lay quietly on the lake surface, with someone sitting on its lid, staring at them with a blank expression."

  This guy, Cha Wenbin knows him, Old Wang knows him, Chaozi also knows him, and Zhuo Xiong and Heng Roulian know him even better...

  The two boats remained still like this for half a moment before Zhuo Xiong finally spoke up: "You... how did you end up here?"

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