It was night, there was no wind and no moon, and there was a dead silence all around, except for two bonfires that were not willing to be lonely, and dry wood crackled in the flickering firelight.

In the tent, Wang Fan was closing his eyes to recuperate, and beside him was the sleeping Bai Qi Ian, the two of them hugged each other, and the posture of his spicy eyes was miserable!

Compared with ordinary people, monks can be a certain extent to a certain extent, eating and drinking, I heard that in the past three hundred years, the longest time to open the valley is an old monk on Putuo Mountain who is more than two hundred years old, and the time of the valley is as long as one year and three months!

This record has not been broken to this day.

Wang Fan naturally can't compare to that kind of old monster, but if he really wants to open the valley, there will be no pressure for seven or eight months.

In this dark underground, on the one hand, the dry food brought with me could not arouse the appetite, and on the other hand, I was not in the mood to eat, so after I came back, I rested early.

Suddenly, Wang Fan opened his eyes, and the basalt jade in his chest emitted burning heat and trembled slightly.

"What's wrong?"

"This place is too yin, and it is an ominous place. ”

"I know. Wang Fan nodded, wondering in his heart why Xuanwu Yu said this, but he still said in a calm voice, "The yin qi in the ancient tomb is extremely heavy, not to mention that it has been accumulated for thousands of years, but this bit of yin qi is not hurtful, at most it makes people feel uncomfortable, unless it is here for a few years, it will be lifeless, and if it is a few days, it will be fine." ”

"No! it won't be that simple. Xuanwu Jade Dao.

Wang Fan's pupils contracted: "What do you say?"

"You close your eyes, calm your mind, and carefully feel the yin qi around here, the concentration, the changes, the subtle and subtle feelings, and see what the difference is?"

Wang Fan knew that Xuanwu Yu would not be untargeted, so as he said, he closed his eyes, abandoned distracting thoughts, and his heart was like stopping water, like an old monk entering a fixed place, with no waves on his face, and he tried his best to experience the yin qi of this place.

After a while, Wang Fan's eyes opened suddenly, the cold light flashed away, and his voice had suddenly become cold, without a trace of temperature: "The sky is lonely and yin, the land of chaos and sun!"

……

After so many days of hard work, Osan was very tired, but he could not sleep, on the one hand, because he had experienced so many things in the past few days that he was emaciated, and on the other hand, as soon as he closed his eyes, the eyes of Usin before his death appeared in his mind.

The eyeballs bulged out high, almost out of their sockets, and the pupils were covered with bloodshots, full of disbelief, and unwilling not to die.

There is also Wu Liao, before Wu Liao became ill, after biting Wu Xin to death, he also worked with his clan to divide Wu Liao's corpse with a knife, the largest piece, no more than a fist, and even the hardest pelvis was cut into several large petals.

He still remembers that he carried a mountain knife and slashed twenty-nine times, as if chopping meat on a cutting board, the blade separated the muscles, fascia, bones, and skin, and finally left a knife mark on the ground, one, two, three, four...... until it becomes a pile of minced flesh and bones.

After loading Wu Liao's body with a sack, the knife marks and gun marks on the ground were densely packed, criss-crossed, and they were too many to count!

He couldn't sleep, tossing and turning, but he still didn't dare to close his eyes, listening to the thunderous snoring of his companions beside him, and his heart became even more irritable.

Suddenly, the ghost sent the gods to the ground, and he wanted to go out and take a look at the graves of Wuliao, Wuxin, and Wuhuan.

Osan got up lightly, carefully dressed, picked up his shoes, and then moved silently to the side, gently opened the tent, and walked out.

There was no wind outside, but it gave people a strange feeling of steepness, cold to the bone marrow, and Osan couldn't help but shiver.

Hurriedly putting on his shoes, he looked back at the vast sea of sand, a little afraid, and alone, so his heart was even more panicked.

He didn't dare to approach the sea of sand, there were monsters inside, Wu Huan's death, he also witnessed it with his own eyes, the whole thing was eaten, the broken corpse was cut open from the monster's stomach, and it was fished out, and when it was fished out, it didn't seem to be dead yet, and the eyeballs that were exposed to the outside of the eyes turned around......

Taking a deep breath and tightening his clothes, he turned around and walked into the distance, where the bones of the dead Wu clan and the Li family were buried.

"Hey, Oshan, it's so late, why don't you sleep?"

A voice suddenly sounded behind him, Osan was directly frightened and jumped up, his soul was scattered, he turned his head and found that it was a black worm, so he breathed a sigh of relief, but found that his forehead was already full of cold sweat.

He rubbed his heart socket that almost exploded, then stood up and hammered the worm hard, and said angrily: "Why don't you make a sound when you walk, you want to scare people to death?"

"Haha, I'm sorry, pay attention next time. The worm also seemed to realize that he had just scared Ossan, touched his head embarrassedly, and then asked, "You haven't answered me yet, why don't you sleep after playing like this?"

Osan hesitated for a moment, waved his hand and said, "I know and ask, let's go, let's go, go back quickly, and rest early." ”

"Then you can go back to sleep after you finish it quickly, I'll go back first." The worm patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Walk and walk, it's an eyesore. Watching the stole leave, Osan turned around and was just about to step out, but he was frightened half to death by the sudden sound.

"By the way, don't go near the sea of sand! it's dangerous ......."

"Get out!"

Seeing that the cuttle worm really left, Wushan turned around, scolded a few words in his mouth, and then hesitated, it doesn't seem good to deceive his companion like this, he just wants to go and see it inexplicably, now, do you still go......

After a moment's hesitation, Osan gritted his teeth.

Go!

Just go and see, and don't do anything else, nothing else, just take a look and come back, well, that's all!

After thinking about it, Osan looked back at the large row of graves in the distance, and walked over with his feet raised.

The distance of three or four hundred meters shrank to three or four meters in a flash, and Osan looked at the three "graves" in front of him.

The so-called "grave" actually does not have the appearance of a grave, after being set aside, it is filled with sand, flattened, and finally sealed again with bluestone bricks.

Not far to the right, there are more than a dozen such "graves", those of the Li family.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the air next to the grave seems to be cooler, eerie and cold to the bone marrow.

Wushan swallowed his saliva hard, and said in a trembling voice: "Wuliao, Wuxin, Wuhuan, three brothers, I ...... I'm going to see you, I don't know what happened to you down there......"

……

Camp, Wang Fan rushed out with a cold expression, there seemed to be a layer of ice around his eyes, he glanced around coldly, his right hand burst out, and pinched it gently.

Bang!

Three minutes later, Wang Fan looked at the black team in front of him, and seemed to be fine, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, but fortunately he found it in time and there was no chaos.

"Except for the four people guarding the formation, have all the rest arrived?"

Wu You translated, everyone looked at each other, and after a while, the black worm raised his hand tremblingly, and only said resignedly: "Wushan...... Osan did not return. ”

(End of chapter)