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Yunling is the title of the people in the border wilderness, taking the meaning of white clouds in the sky and hills below.

It is said to be a hill, but it is a strange and strange place.

The protruding body of the surface is not high, and it is covered with a kind of cloud bamboo, which is connected into a sea of bamboo, and the green is brittle. The bamboo sea sprays clouds and spits mist, and condenses above, becoming a cloud curtain that covers the sky, and its white is like washing.

The sunken place is like the sky falling apart, falling into the abyss of demons, and the ghost is full of spirit!

The entire Yunling Tomb spreads out between the bamboo sea and the evil abyss under the cloud curtain, connecting to the unknown depths!

Yan Lingyun and Dugu Yiren walked out of the primitive and barren dense forest and came to the edge of this cloud tomb, and the sky was thick.

The golden sunlight sprinkled the white cloud curtain, refracting the dazzling and colorful light, shining the bamboo sea, like green jade, clear and flawless, shining the spider silk web-like abyss, showing the cold black water.

Dugu Yiren took out a somewhat old drawing, compared the terrain, and said with a slight frown: "There are three paths recorded on my original map, and the abyss in front of me is one of them, but it is a waterway. Come and see which one of your original maps is written. ”

Hearing this, Yan Lingyun stepped forward, looked at the drawings, and pointed to one place: "It's one of them."

Dugu Yiren's brows furrowed even tighter: "This one is guarded by them, and it is not advisable; Take the third detour, and I'm afraid it's too late. Let's walk into the abyss in front of us, but I hate waterways! ”

"Why?" Yan Lingyun said strangely.

"You shouldn't ask! Don't go to cut bamboo, make a bamboo raft, it's better to be wider. Dugu Yiren said coldly.

Yan Lingyun smiled bitterly, and didn't care, ran to the Yunling, and with a bang, he cut down more than twenty cloud bamboos as thick as a sea bowl. After that, go to the branches and leave the poles, dig holes, and connect the waist with thin bamboo poles at both ends.

After a cup of hot tea, he ran back with a bamboo raft two meters wide and seven or eight meters long in both hands.

When Dugu Yiren saw the size of the bamboo raft, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Put it into the abyss."

Yan Lingyun walked to the edge of the abyss with the bamboo raft and took a look, it was afraid that it was 100 meters high from the dark water surface, and said hesitantly: "Although I have done a solid job, if the bamboo raft is thrown like this, it will inevitably fall apart."

"Why are you so stupid, just go straight down."

Yan Lingyun's face turned red, he smirked a few times, did as he said, and threw the thin head down vertically.

I only heard a muffled sound, and the bamboo raft plunged into the water, and disappeared in an instant.

"What's going on?" Yan Lingyun said suspiciously.

Dugu Yiren also tried to get closer to watch, and speculated: "Could it be that the water level is too shallow, and it has been plunged into the mud bed and cannot get out?"

The two waited for a while, and finally saw the bamboo raft jump out of the water, jump into the air, and finally hit the water with a horizontal shot, splashing a large splash.

Yan Lingyun and Dugu Yiren glanced at each other, and the former smiled bitterly: "It doesn't look too shallow, but too deep, unimaginably deep!"

"How do we get down to the raft?" Dugu Yiren suddenly whispered, as if embarrassed, and twisted his head to the side.

Yan Lingyun thought that she had misheard, looked at her in a daze for a long time, and said suspiciously: "Of course I jumped down!" This abyss goes straight up and down, as if it is cracked, and it is not easy to borrow strength. ”

His heart then moved, and he exclaimed, "Don't you know water?"

"I know how to water...... It's just that...... Don't like water! Dugu Yiren's voice was even quieter.

Yan Lingyun has always seen Dugu Yiren look cold, not afraid of heaven and earth, not wanting her to be afraid of water, feeling funny, but not daring to laugh, scratching his head, thinking hard about countermeasures.

It suddenly occurred to me that the flying spirit claw on his body from the middle-aged man might come in handy.

He looked at the abyss wall where he stood at the soles of his feet, and saw that the soil layer was about ten meters thick, and there were rocks underneath it, and the flying spirit claw was about twenty meters, which was barely long enough.

Seeing that there was nothing secure to hook on the ground around him, Yan Lingyun ran into the dense forest, took a thick branch back, slapped it into the ground with his hand, took off the Feiling claw, unscrewed the bracket, hooked the three-pronged steel hook to the wooden stake, tested the strength, and said to Dugu Yiren: "I'll go down first, I'll call you, and you will come down like this."

"Hmm." Dugu Yiren nodded.

Yan Lingyun hung down the rope and stayed, suddenly thought of something, ran into the cloud tomb again, took a long bamboo pole that he held in his hand and came back, threw it into the raft, and the person began to pull the rope and fall.

When he had crossed the soil and descended to the rock face, when the length of the rope had run out, he took out his knife, pierced it into a crack in the stone, fixed his body, took out his Ugin dagger, and stabbed it into the rock on the other side, and then looked up and exclaimed, "You can come down."

Soon, the Dugu people fell down like a black cloud.

Yan Lingyun saw that she had a beautiful posture, fluttering and agile, and it was pleasing to the eye, but she thought in her heart, "This aunt is as cold as frost, and she is covered all day long, could it be that her face is ugly and difficult to see?" Hey hey ......"

He guessed maliciously in his heart, and enjoyed himself. Who made her always speak coldly!

At this time, Dugu Yiren also came down to the front, and when he saw the Ugin dagger inserted in the side, he climbed up, not paying attention to Yan Lingyun's expression.

Yan Lingyun hurriedly turned his face forward, afraid of being discovered by her, reached out and grabbed the rope and shook it, pulled the steel hook on it away from the stake, and fell down, he caught it with one hand, then hooked into a stone crevice, pulled out the knife, and fell down again.

After doing this several times, the two of them went down to the surface of the water, and a chill came straight through their bodies. The water in this abyss seems to be cold to the bone!

Dugu Yiren looked at the water surface of Hessensen, tightened his hands holding the rope, glanced at Yan Lingyun, and motioned for him to go and get the bamboo raft over.

Yan Lingyun was helpless, looking at the bamboo raft that was still about ten meters away from him, he jumped into the dark water with a pop, intending to swim over.

As soon as he entered the water, he heard his strange scream, like a duck chased by a vicious fish, a few fluttered, flew on a bamboo raft, sat on it and shivered.

Seeing this, Dugu Yiren was stunned at first, and then his shoulders trembled, and he laughed unprecedentedly. Seeing Yan Lingyun eating turtles, she felt strangely comfortable in her heart.

"You're still laughing!" Yan Lingyun said with chattering teeth, stood up from the bamboo raft, moved a little, and raised the hot stove in his body, so that he felt better.

He plunged his hand into the bone-chilling water, slid the bamboo raft, approached the bamboo pole not far away, picked it up, and then used the pole to carry the raft to the front of the Dugu Yi people.

Dugu Yiren let go of the rope he was holding tightly, landed on the raft, and breathed a sigh of relief. After that, I chose the middle section and sat down, took out the drawings and rested them on my knees, faced forward, and said lightly: "Let's go!" ”

Yan Lingyun stood at the end of the raft, packed up the dagger and flying spirit claws, supported the pole with both hands, and began to destroy the raft.

I saw a raft like a swift arrow, riding the wind and waves, carrying the two of them, between the evil abyss and black waters, hanging on the unknown journey.