Han Yiming has also seen a lot of mountain beams, majestic and magnificent, delicate and straight, steep and steep, but he has never seen such majestic mountain beams on this mountain range, undulating for dozens of miles. Above the mountain beam, a line of silver-white snow shines in the sun. Looking to the left and right, you can see this mountain range as far as the eye can see. In the extreme distance, several snow-white mountain tops are revealed. Han Yiming almost suspected that this mountain beam was connected to the zenith. Is this the end of the sky? Such a mountain beam can be regarded as the end of the sky.

In two days at most, you can go to the end of the sky, and you can return to Lingshan. Han Yiming looked at the green mountains and sighed softly. Everyone was asleep, but he still looked at the mountains. After looking at it for a while, it was slightly hazy, and suddenly a soft sound of "pop" came into my ears.

This soft sound appeared in his ears during the three nights, Han Yiming was very strange, I don't know what kind of little beast it is, it is always in and out of the neighborhood. I opened my eyes and looked at it, but I didn't see any movement, and I shook my head, and that's it. He raised his head, glanced at the mountain beam, and lowered his head again.

At this moment, Han Yiming saw a depression in the ground, a small depression, which was in the shape of a footprint. The footprints were not far in front of him, and he wouldn't have seen them unless he had lowered his head. The footprints were imprinted on a piece of soft moss, thinking that it had rained heavily last night, and when they sat down, the ground was still very damp, and I don't know what spells the uncle and uncle had cast, and the place where everyone was sitting was not damp. The surrounding area is still soft and damp, and when you press it gently, water seeps out of the soil. I don't know who stepped on this footprint carelessly, not to mention the dampness here, and it was a little muddy, and everyone walked with mud on their feet.

Han Yiming closed his eyes, and after a while, there was another soft "squeak", as if something had stepped on the mud. Han Yiming didn't care, he just couldn't hear it. Then there were two more sounds, but they were very close to him. When I opened my eyes, there was still nothing in front of me. Han Yiming couldn't help but secretly admit that he was too nervous, he was already sleepy at this time, yawned, and his eyelids slowly closed.

When his eyelids were about to close, he saw a footprint about two feet in front of him. Han Yiming couldn't help but be surprised, it seemed that when he looked at it before, there were no footprints here, how could there be one more footprint in this moment. He opened his eyes and looked at the footprints, and then looked around, only to realize that they were not one, but several. The one in front of me seems to be the last, and it's hard to say that I stepped on it.

He closed his eyes again, and a moment later, there was another soft "squeak". Han Yiming didn't pay attention to it, but the sound rang out again. Han Yiming was annoyed, opened his eyes, looked around again, still as usual, yawned, and suddenly widened his eyes. The few footprints on the ground seemed to be wrong.

Han Yiming's heart was shocked, the last footprint he saw earlier was about two feet in front of him, right in front of him. And the previous footprints were in front of his left side, not more than his right hand. At this time, on his right hand, there were two more footprints!

Han Yiming remembered very clearly, there was no footprint on his right front, but at this time, there were two more footprints for no reason. Han Yiming held his breath and thought about it carefully, and couldn't help but feel creepy. It wasn't the footprints of a small beast, they were the footprints of a man! and they were barefoot footprints, and even the toes could be seen clearly. Among them, all of them wore bast shoes, and none of them were barefoot! At this moment, Han Yiming didn't dare to make a sound, lowered his head, and glanced at both sides, but there was no movement, knowing that it would only be in vain to ask the master to come and see. If this footprint was really stepped out by someone at this time, he would have run away as soon as he moved.

After thinking for a moment, he still closed his eyes, but listened carefully. Not long after he closed his eyes, there was another sound, Han Yiming opened his eyelids slightly, looked towards the place where the sound came from, and sure enough, in front of his right, a third footprint appeared, and even the toe prints could be seen clearly. Although he was not surprised, the hairs all over his body stood on end because of this footprint. Holding back his breath, his hands clenched into fists and still trembling slightly, even beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

I saw another footprint on the ground in front of me, and it slowly sank down. Han Yiming looked carefully, so he could see it very clearly under the moonlight. First I saw the moss on the ground sink slightly, and then it sank deeper, and even the rain seeping out of the subsidence could be seen clearly. Seeing things that are indistinguishable is always more and more frightening, Han Yiming was so nervous that he suddenly remembered the meditation taught by his master and watched, closed his eyes, and tried to leave the fear and panic in his heart behind.

Breathe calmly, calm your mind, and after a while, quietly open your eyes. But he never saw anything, maybe he knew that something was around him, but he made up his mind not to be afraid, and when he opened his eyes, he was still a little shrunken. Knowing that it was not possible, he closed his eyes again, desperately trying to drive away the fear in his heart, and breathed calmly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

He quietly looked at his right hand, only to see another footprint appear there, he looked closely, and suddenly a faint figure appeared above the footprint. The figure was as faint as smoke, as if it were a cloud of smoke, but condensed into the shape of a human being. Han Yiming held his breath and looked at the smoke through the gap in his eyes.

The smoke slowly thickened, as if a person's back was facing away from him. It's just that this back figure is tall and thin, dark-complexed, bare-chested, barefoot, even his legs are bare in the moonlight, and only a piece of indistinguishable thing is wrapped around his waist, which is supposed to be his clothes. Han Yiming had never seen such a dark complexion, but should this be considered a person? Han Yiming could not imagine that a person would turn into the shape of smoke, and it seemed to be a little faintly transparent.

But this person can't be said to be smoke, every time he takes a step, there will be footprints under his feet, Han Yiming only felt that his hairs stood up, and he just wanted to call him "Uncle Shi", but suddenly thought that there were three people guarding him, Uncle Shi and Pingbodao, this person could still come here and not alarm them, which shows that he is not an idle person. So I held back and peeked quietly.

I saw that the figure walked up to one of the disciples of the Pingbo Daoist and stretched out his hand. The hand was like a chicken's claw, with long, slender, muscular, and pointed nails. The complexion of his hands was dark, but his nails were as white as paper, and he made his hands black and thin. The figure walked up to the disciple of the Pingbo Daoren, squatted down, raised his hand, and the hand like a chicken claw suddenly plunged into his chest!

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