This time Si Yi was not in a hurry to travel. The two walked along the remote and narrow path for a while, and suddenly a large flat land appeared in front of them. Among them, more than a dozen low houses closely spaced apart appeared in front of them.

Zhao Zhao could clearly feel that Si Yi's spirits were much higher. He stared intently at the houses with warm yellow lights shining through the small windows. With an inexplicable smile on his lips, he slowly put away the Fengming Sword.

The gloomy wilderness coupled with the sinister Si Yi made Zhao Zhao take a step back, but he felt as if he stepped on something, and then a skinny hand came up on his shoulder.

"Sir, why are you still outside so late?"

A gust of cold wind blew by, and an old and hoarse voice sounded behind Zhao Zhao. His body stiffened and he felt a strong chill behind him.

He turned his head inch by inch and was startled by the old face that suddenly enlarged in front of him.

"Ah!" He suddenly jumped behind Si Yi and said bluntly: "Brother, there is a ghost! Help!"

Si Yi put on a normal smile, turned around and looked at Zhao Zhao gently, and said, "Zhao Zhao, don't be rude." His tone was intimate as if he was teaching his ignorant brother a lesson.

Then he turned around, and bowed slightly to the old woman who suddenly appeared in front of him, looking apologetic. He said, "I'm sorry, I'm a timid young man, please forgive me."

"Hehe, it's okay."

Hiding behind Si Yi, Zhao Zhao inexplicably felt a sense of security. His mood gradually calmed down. Out of curiosity, he stuck half of his head out from behind Si Yi. After a closer look, he found that the person standing in front of them was an old woman about seventy years old.

Her eye sockets were sunken, her skin was loose, and she was carrying a huge backpack on her thin back. For some reason, when Zhao Zhao saw her appearance, a skeleton automatically appeared in his mind, which was weird and abnormal.

His sixth sense told him that there was something wrong with this person, and something even more wrong with this place.

At this moment, the old woman's voice rang out again, and she said warmly, "The evening breeze is a little chilly, and there are no people living here within a ten-mile radius. If you don't mind, you can stay at my humble abode for one night."

She smiled and pointed at the house that appeared in front of her. Zhao Zhao tugged at Si Yi's sleeve and was about to refuse when Si Yi suddenly said, "Thank you for your help."

Damn it!

What are you doing!

Zhao Zhao winked at Si Yi frantically, but unfortunately, Si Yi didn't even look at him and was concentrating on talking to the old woman.

It was just some ordinary family talk, Zhao Zhao had no interest in listening. She raised her eyes and suddenly met Si Yi's lowered gaze.

The slightly anxious heart was soothed by his look. After all, the person in front of him was a sword master in the Spirit Transformation Stage. Even if there were demons and monsters, they would be the ones to be afraid of.

After figuring it out, Zhao Zhao no longer had any concerns and followed Si Yi with peace of mind, listening to the old woman introduce their village and family.

"Two gentlemen, we're here."

This is an old and dilapidated little house. The color of the walls has faded from its former glory. It is surrounded by more than a dozen houses, making it look even darker and duller.

There were only two small rooms in the house. The old woman led them into one of them and then left quietly.

As he walked into the house, a faint damp smell hit him in the face. Zhao Zhao followed Si Yi closely, observing the environment silently.

The furniture inside was very simple. A tattered wooden bed was placed in the corner of one of the rooms. It was covered with a thin patched quilt, and next to the bed was a candlestick that could go out at any time.

Si Yi smiled casually at Zhao Zhao, pointed at the bed, and said, "Junior brother, aren't you tired? Go and have a rest."

"We have to travel early tomorrow morning."

Zhao Zhao: ...

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "Stop pretending. Did you discover something? And what exactly are you going to do?"

Si Yi looked innocent: "I just feel sorry for my junior brother and want him to have a good rest for the night."

A smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he used his height and strength to push Zhao Zhao to the edge of the bed.

Zhao Zhao's heart suddenly jumped, and when he looked back, he was shocked. The originally dilapidated little bed was now covered with all kinds of wriggling poisonous insects, snakes and ants, and there was even a huge black hole in the middle.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”

A deafening roar came from the small room. Just when Zhao Zhao was about to fall, Si Yi finally reached out and pulled Zhao Zhao behind him.

"Junior brother, how do you feel?"

Zhao Zhao was so scared that his eyes turned red. Seeing that this bitch was still in the mood to laugh, he slapped him in the face.

"Si Yi! Are you fucking sick?"