After thinking about it, the god of the underworld could only make a fuss about the young man he sent, for example, setting up many obstacles for him to increase the difficulty of the level. In short, that young man must not be allowed to gain the power of a hungry ghost.

When the god of the underworld made this decision in his heart, the hungry ghosts who wandered in the jungle of the underworld suddenly rose high, and dense bone spurs grew on both shoulders, and above the bone spurs, a raging blue-white flame scurried, and the originally smooth skin was followed by the growth of hard scales, shining in the sunlight.

In the faint morning light, a pheasant with a long copper-colored tail feathers suddenly spreads its wings and makes a high-pitched call. Circles of faint sound waves spread like a tide, and where the sound waves passed, an extremely real city was built from nothing.

The pheasant hovered over the city, and suddenly spread its wings and plunged toward the tallest minaret below.

At the same time, a trestle fell to the other side of the moat with a thud, and the closed gate slowly opened. The cries of hawkers can be heard in the city, which adds a bit of fireworks to the city. After a while, a caravan came out of the gates. An old man in red sat on the camel at the head, carrying a leather whip in his hand, half-squinting and shaking his head and singing a little song.

The crisp sound of camel bells mingled with the ancient and primitive singing voice, sounded faintly in this gilded morning light.

At the same time, Chen Jiang took a step forward and followed the guidance given by Qingtian Dao to take that shortcut.

The camel caravan, the lonely city, he was still talking about these things as he walked, but he didn't know that whether it was the lonely city or the camel caravan, they were all coming towards him, just like the fate of the maggots entangled in the tarsal bones.

A bird swept over his head at a high speed, then flew higher and farther into the sky.

Chen Jiang noticed a little, raised his head, and found that the bird was flying high in the sky, and couldn't help but stop and watch. The bird flew farther and farther, and finally Chen Jiang could only see a small black dot, and he suddenly smiled.

"I can't imagine that this place is full of birds. With that, he took another step.

A helicopter rumbled over Chen Lin and them under the loud noise.

Chen Lin stopped abruptly, raised his hand and clenched his fist, signaling everyone to stop advancing.

He raised his head, a shrill monkey cry followed by the helicopter noise, and then he saw dozens of white monkeys deftly leap from tree to tree.

The muscles in his arms tensed subconsciously, and his eyes fixed on the white monkeys until they disappeared into the thick gray mist. It was only then that his shoulders shrugged down.

"How many days is this?" Han Yumo's mental state was very poor, her eyes were blank, she didn't leave, she didn't care about the reserve that a girl should have, and lay down on the ground with a big thorn.

Chen Lin and the old man looked at each other, and the old man was not in a good state. Chen Lin sighed, pressed his hand, and lay down on the ground.

"Do you recognize the way?" Han Yumo complained.

The old man glanced at her, raised his throat, and roared: "When Lao Tzu climbed high on this mountain and touched the bird's eggs, your baby had not yet given birth, do you think I recognize the road?"

"You know what a, how long have you been walking here, why are we still trapped in the mountains?" Han Yumo was not to be outdone.

"Damn, where does this Lao Tzu know, this road Lao Tzu has walked back thousands of times·····"

Similar quarrels often occur in this old and young people, and the more Chen Lin listens to it, the more annoyed he becomes, and he can't help but roar: "Don't you quarrel, can't you save some effort?"

Han Yumo turned his back angrily, and the old man squatted on the ground, turning his face to the side angrily.

Finally cleared, Chen Lin lowered his head, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. With an inadvertent glance, he was suddenly stunned. On a nearby tree, he seemed to see a mark carved with a knife.

Driven by curiosity, he hurriedly stood up and walked towards the tree.

Han Yumo also went to take a look, but his legs were sore and weak. She could only prop up her hand and look at Chen Lin quietly. Chen Lin approached, and when he saw the mark, he got goosebumps.

"Old Zhangtou, come here. ”

The old man was still angry, glanced at Chen Lin, and after a while, he stood up with his hands behind his back and walked towards Chen Lin slowly. Chen Lin led the old man to look at the mark, and the old man's mouth opened wide.

"It's not ·····"

"Yes, that's what I left behind. Chen Lin's face became solemn: "We seem to have gone back to the same place again." ”

"Impossible!" the old man became excited: "I swear by my ancestors, I definitely did not lead the wrong way." ”

"I know, I know. Chen Lin rubbed his chin, and his face showed a thoughtful expression: "Otherwise, you can rest for a while, and let's go again." ”

As he spoke, Chen Lin took out the knife in his arms and made a new cut on the trunk of this tree.

The old man's eyes were glued to the knife, and at that moment, there was a little more ruthlessness and greed in his eyes. Chen Lin put the knife away and patted the old man on the shoulder twice as if comfortingly.

"Let's try again, it really doesn't work, let's go another way. ”

"Try, try. The old man seemed to be still immersed in the great shock, and his lips trembled in agreement. Chen Lin turned around, he breathed a long sigh of relief, adjusted his emotions, and strode towards Han Yumo.

"What's wrong, did you find anything?" asked Han Yumo hurriedly.

"It seems that traces of other survivors have been found. Chen Lin lied.

"I see, it's boring. Han Yumo said disappointedly.

The old man didn't follow for the first time, he kept staring at Chen Lin's back silently, his sunken eye sockets were hidden in the shadows, and what was also hidden was the ruthlessness that appeared in his eyes from time to time.

In the grass more than one person high, Chen Jiang patiently chopped the grass stalks blocking the road in front of him, and walked with difficulty.

Grass juice splashed in the air, and there was a strong sour smell that was particularly nasal and sour.

Chen Jiang insisted until now, and his eyes had long been smoky.

I really want to pick a son and quit!

It's not that he didn't think about setting a fire to burn this meadow to the light, but considering that this meadow is thousands of acres, once it burns, God knows how long it will burn.

He had to give up on the idea.

The dense grass in front of him seemed to be inexhaustible, and the more Chen Jiang cut, the more irritable he became, and the dry fire in his stomach became more and more intense. Damn, there's still no end.

With all his strength, he jerked up the frequency of the slash to the limit he could, pushing forward at a galloping speed.

Soon the energy was old, and he stopped exhausted, gasping for air.

The sour smell in the air was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved, and it was sticky and sticky, and he even had the illusion that half of his body was buried in a dung pit.

He bent over and retched.

In order to cross the meadow, he got up early in the morning and did it.

If he hadn't stepped out of the meadow before the sun had set, he would be in danger. This place is easy to attack and difficult to defend, and when the time comes, he will not be torn alive by those monsters?

That's what Chen Jiang was afraid of.

couldn't rest any longer, Chen Jiang adjusted his breath, straightened his waist, and moved his sore waist. At this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, Damn, do you have to open the way? With his current bounce power, jumping directly over is not better than him having to push forward like an old farmer harvesting wheat?

Chen Jiang looked back at the path he had opened out of the endless sheep intestine path, and suddenly wanted to slap himself. Why didn't I come up with this method earlier?

As soon as he said it, Chen Jiang retreated dozens of steps, accelerated his run, and jumped violently, like a cannonball coming out of his disembowel, and in an instant, he flew diagonally up dozens of meters into the air.

Chen Jiang himself didn't expect that he could jump so high, and the whole person was extremely excited.

The sky seemed to be very close to him, and the clouds were so close to him, as if he could reach it with his hand. The hunting wind was blowing, Chen Jiang opened his lips slightly, narrowed his eyes with great enjoyment, and his limbs were extremely comfortable.

Is this what it feels like to be one with man? When he ascended to the commanding heights, that is, the moment he was closest to the sky, his heart suddenly calmed down.

A distant Zen mood lingered between his eyebrows, and the dry fire and murderous aura accumulated in his heart for several days slowly melted like snow under the winter sun.

After a brief moment in the air, his strength was exhausted, and at this point, his body began to fall uncontrollably.