"Ahh

This feeling is really about to drive Pang Fei crazy.

Kill!

Can't be killed.

If he doesn't kill, he really can't control the anger in his heart.

It's a fuck-up feeling.

Pang Fei had a splitting headache and felt like his head was about to explode.

Death, blood, insect-infested rainforest areas, wailing and screaming......

Pang Fei's mind was now full of those terrifying scenes.

"Buzz-buzz-buzz-"

It was like a thousand bees flying around in his head, and he hated to pry his skull open so that he could clean himself.

"Cursed...... Cursed ......" The man looked at Pang Fei and muttered to himself in horror, he could see that Pang Fei was also cursed.

He knew very well how painful the life of a person who was tortured by the curse was, and he looked at Pang Fei's tormented appearance, as if he saw himself.

Pang Fei tried his best to keep his mind from being occupied by those terrible things, and once people lose their minds, they lose themselves and everything.

This way of forcing oneself to achieve one's goals is of no use at all.

Even if you are crazy and crazy, you can't change the fact that you are affected by the curse.

Rationality and madness are like two enemies standing on opposite sides, and they are like black and white sides on the gossip map.

Pang Fei is fighting against himself, if he wins, he will defend himself, and if he loses, he will lose everything.

"An Yao, An Yao......" Pang Fei kept chanting An Yao's name, hoping to remind himself not to let another self occupy him.

The few minutes of painful struggle were as long as centuries for Pang Fei.

Finally, after a painful struggle, Pang Fei stopped moving.

The man looked at Pang Fei's motionless body in panic, and had the idea of killing Pang Fei.

He lifted a large stone and staggered to Pang Fei, intending to smash Pang Fei's head to pieces.

At this moment, Pang Fei suddenly opened his eyes, and the frightened man hurriedly threw down the stone.

Pang Fei rolled on the spot and dodged.

One lunged over, and the man's ankle was grabbed by him.

He jerked the man to the ground, knocking out two of his front teeth, blood and saliva spilling out of his mouth.

Pang Fei took a few deep breaths and adjusted his mood.

He still can't figure out why, but he feels that the fact that he has become like that is probably related to the curse on his body.

It's not like this old thing can't really communicate with others at all, he just doesn't want to tell Pang Fei about the curse.

Pang Fei also figured out all this when this old guy lifted a stone Yao and smashed himself to death.

The old thing knows too well how to stimulate the cursed, and he is using this method to stimulate Pang Fei, so that Pang Fei himself loses his reason first, so that he can secretly poison him.

If it weren't for his strong willpower, I'm afraid that by now, he would have become the ghost of this old thing.

With a "......bang", Pang Fei kicked the old thing in the chest, kicked it upside down and flew far away, and hit his back against the stone wall, and then stopped.

Pang Fei's body was filled with a thick murderous aura, which made the air temperature in this cave seem to have dropped a lot.

The old thing "coughed" twice, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his chest.

"Don't ...... Kill me......" Unexpectedly, Pang Fei's willpower was so tenacious that he could compete with the curse, which was simply terrifying.

He was scared, really scared, and begged Pang Fei for mercy.

Pang Fei walked over, hooked his toes slightly, turned his body upside down, and then stepped on his chest.

Suddenly, the old guy's chest seemed to be crushed by a thousand pounds of stone, and his chest cavity seemed to burst, as if he might die at any time.

He desperately grabbed Pang Fei's foot and neck, trying to move his foot away a little, but he tried his best, but he couldn't move Pang Fei's foot even a little bit.

This foot was like a boulder weighing a thousand pounds, and he really couldn't move it.

This old thing not only deceived Pang Fei, but also wanted to kill Pang Fei.

What he killed was not only Pang Fei, but also Pang Fei's hope, and Lu Wei'an Yao's hope.

Bastard!

Pang Fei really wanted to stomp on this guy's chest with one kick, but he held back.

"Say!"

A roar of rage was more deafening than the roar of a lion.

The old guy didn't dare to hide anything, and said weakly, "I'll explain...... I'll give it all...... I really don't know how to break the curse, or I wouldn't have become this ghost myself. I can tell you to learn the curse, but it's useless, you can't find a way to break the curse. I've been looking for so many years, and it hasn't worked at all. ”

"Just because you can't find it doesn't mean I can't find it either. ”

"You've already challenged me once, don't try to challenge me a second time, there's a limit to my patience. ”

"No, definitely not. "Now even if he is given ten dares, he will not dare.

At that moment, the old guy told Pang Fei everything he knew.

As Pang Fei had guessed before, it was indeed Su Keer who accidentally discovered the existence of this person on the Wailing Mountain, and then also learned the curse technique from this person, in order to prevent the curse technique from leaking, Su Keer's first curse was to give it to the person who gave him the curse technique, so that he became a ghost and a ghost, and he did not dare to leave the Wailing Mountain again.

In fact, the original crying sound of the Wailing Mountain was caused by the cold air passing through the mountains and forests on rainy days, and later due to the changes in the environment around the Wailing Mountain, the cold air no longer passed through the mountains and forests of the Wailing Mountain, and there was no longer a saying that crying on a rainy night.

Suker deliberately made this person cry on a rainy night, catering to the previous saying of crying on the mountain, so that others did not dare to go up the mountain, and he did not dare to go down the mountain.

He alone knows the secret of this crying mountain, and knows the secret of the curse.

And this person is the kind of person in the Gu clan who is forbidden to learn the art of curses.

When the Gu clan was far away, Gu art and curse art coexisted, but with the passage of time, Gu art was carried forward, and the curse art became an evil spell and was forbidden to learn.

This is definitely a great blow to those who have continued to use the curse technique to this day.

So, some of the people who had learned the art of the curse and refused to obey the order rebelled, but because their numbers were so small, the rebellion failed, and those people fled to the mountain of weeping.

And this man is the only heir to the curse technique.

Suker, it was also because of an accident that he discovered the existence of this cursed man.

At the beginning, there were very few people who knew how to lift the curse, and then they died of illness, which also led to the fact that the current curse art only has the donor's method, but there is no way to crack it.

The old man finally finished speaking, and Pang Fei already understood the general course of the matter.

Now, back to the beginning of the problem, the only person who knows how to cast a curse only knows how to cast a curse, but not how to lift it.

Everything still depends on Pang Fei himself.

Holding the old guy's collar, Pang Fei dragged him and walked straight out.

The old guy begged for mercy again and again, "I have said everything that should be said, and I really don't know the rest...... Don't kill me...... I don't want to die......"

Pang Fei ignored his words and led him straight to the pile of tombs.

After the rain, Pang Fei was finally able to see the number of tombs here.

He pushes the old guy to the ground and asks him to name which ones are the tombs of the people who will break the curse.

The old guy instantly understood what Pang Fei meant, and said in shock, "No, by all means, you can't dig a grave...... These are the ancestors of our Miao family......"

Pang Fei grabbed the back of his neck and pressed his head to a tombstone, "If you don't say it, I'll open all these graves." ”

"Don't ...... Don't ......"

"Then—say!"

The old guy burst into tears, raised his arm tremblingly, and pointed to Pang Fei's left, "Those three, they're all of them." ”

Among these dozens of tombs, only three are for the burial of people who have broken the curse, which shows that there is indeed a serious imbalance between the number of people who cast the curse and the number of people who cracked it.

Pang Fei dragged the old man to the three tombs and ordered them to be cut open.

And he himself, when he came to the other two tombs, began to dig up again and again, without stopping.

Soon, the first tomb was dug up, and a white skeleton appeared in front of Pang Fei's eyes.

Pang Fei dug the white bone out of the tomb and set it aside.

That old guy was heartbroken, the ancestor of the Miao family was treated like this!

However, what can he do, if he doesn't do what Pang Fei wants, he will become one of these many tombs.

Finally, the old guy followed suit.

The three tombs were all opened, and the three white bones were placed side by side by Pang Fei.

He rummaged through the rotten clothes on the three white bones, but found nothing.

Also, if there was anything, they should have used it back then.

No important clues could be found from the belongings of the three white bones, and perhaps, what could be found from their bodies.

Curse is a very evil witchcraft, and the person who casts the curse over the years will have obvious changes in his body, will the person who has lifted the curse also have some changes in his body?

Pang Fei carefully examined each white bone, but unfortunately, there was nothing to gain.

He had to dig up all the other graves, but the old man was shocked.

But what could he do, he didn't dare to say a word.

More than 30 tombs were dug up by Pang Fei, and the bones of more than 30 Miao family members were all dug up.