There was silence in the hollow, which made Huo Wuxian begin to wonder if the sound he had just heard was real. The darkness seemed to stretch inward in a never-ending manner, with a few rays of daylight shining through the cracks in the trunks of the trees.

In fact, the space in the tree cave was only thirty or forty square meters, and because it was too dark, it gave Huo Wuxian the illusion of bottomlessness. He soon spotted a figure at the gathering point of several rays of sunlight, a young man with beautiful short sky-blue hair, sitting there with his hands folded on his knees, looking at this side with eyes as deep as darkness.

"Who are you?" Huo Wuxian stood at a distance from the blue-haired boy, and asked with a wary look in his eyes.

The blue-haired boy raised his face, and there was an innocent smile on his originally expressionless face. "Don't panic, I have no ill intentions. My name is Luo Jing, what about you? Can you tell me your name? ”

I couldn't see Huo Wuxian's expression in the dark, but I heard his voice coming, "My name is Huo Wujian." ”

Luo Jing blinked, seemed to be very interested in Huo Wuxian, and said, "Can you come to me?" I want to see what you look like. ”

Huo Wuxian hesitated for a moment, but finally stepped to the side of the mirror, and the only beam of light in the tree hole shone on him, feeling extremely warm.

When he got closer, Huo Wuxian realized that the limbs of the original mirror were bound by iron chains thicker than his arms, and he couldn't move around at will. "What are you?" He asked, looking surprised.

Luo Jing was still the same innocent appearance, like a doll at will, and responded: "You're weird, aren't you?" Actually, I've been here for hundreds of years. ”

Huo Wuxian shook his head and said, "Hundreds of years...... No way, you're lying. ”

"I know you can't easily believe what I say, and even if it were, I wouldn't believe it either, but that's the way it is, I'm the tomb keeper here, and I exist to protect the monarch's mausoleum."

"I don't understand what you're saying." When Huo Wuxian spoke, the forest lord had already returned from outside the tree hole, and the white hair on its body seemed to be as dazzling as if it could emit bright light, and slowly came to Luojing's side and bent his knees to lie down.

Seeing this scene, Huo Wuxian exclaimed, "The forest master is your pet? ”

"It's not called the Forest Master, it's the Otherworldly Soul Mist Hidden Horned Deer summoned by my soul pattern ability."

"Fog Hidden Horned Deer...... So that's ......" Huo Wuxian shook his head vigorously, trying to reassemble the chaotic thinking, and asked again: "You controlled this white deer to release mist in the forest, just to protect the tomb of your sovereign?" ”

Luo Jing nodded sincerely, "That's right, that's right. ”

"Are those 100-man pits what you call mausoleums?"

"No, those are just funerary goods. The real burial is under this ancient tree. ”

"You said you've been guarding this place for hundreds of years, but you're a child no matter how old you look."

"That's true, that's because I can never grow old and stay young."

"What?! How is this possible? Huo Wuxian was taken aback by Luo Jing's words.

Luo Jing stretched out his finger and pointed to the ground below him, and said, "Among my sovereign's funeral goods, there is a Treasure Soul Seed Soul Stone, which has incredible magical powers, which can make creatures within a certain range never die. You've probably noticed that the clearing around this ancient tree is within reach. ”

"But why don't you run away? Is it really willing to protect a monarch who no longer exists? Haven't you thought about your life? Huo Wuxian said this obviously with personal emotions, he couldn't imagine how cruel it was to spend hundreds of years in this dark tree hole, whether it was true or not.

Luo Jing said with a relieved face: "If my body leaves the effect range of that Treasure Soul Seed Soul Stone, it will die immediately, and only by staying here can I stay here honestly to maintain my current state forever." And I do not want to leave my monarch, who has a kindness to me that I cannot repay in this life, and I have sworn my allegiance to him until I die. ”

"There is no food or water here, how did you survive?"

Luo Jing smiled and stretched out his delicate palm, gently stroking the top of the head of the misty hidden horned deer, "It's okay, this kid will go outside to find food for me, we've been here for hundreds of years." ”

"It's incredible." Huo Wuxian began to re-examine the young man in front of him, no! It should be said that it is a re-examination of the old man with a young face in front of him. Then he suddenly remembered the purpose of his coming here and asked, "Luo Jing, I want to ask you for something." ”

Luo Jing was a little surprised, and waited on his back for his next words.

"Can you get the Fog Hidden Horn Deer to lift the fog from the Fog Forest?" Huo Wuxian pleaded sincerely.

"That's not going to work." Luo Jing almost didn't even think about it, and immediately refused.

Who knew that Huo Wuxian suddenly knelt on his knees and begged: "I was trapped by the fog in the forest, and I couldn't find a way out of the fog forest. I'm going to meet my father, it's been a long time, please help me. ”

Seeing him like this, Luo Jing's face was a little uneasy, but his attitude still did not change in any way, and he shook his head and said: "I can't let the fog hidden horned deer lift the fog, if I do that, the entire fog forest will be exposed." If outsiders discover the tomb of the monarch, my time in the past hundred years will not only be wasted, but I will also be charged with dereliction of duty. I'm sorry, I can't help you with that. ”

Huo Wuxian didn't speak again, and stood up silently, the dagger in his hand getting tighter and tighter under the squeeze of flesh.

The Fog Hidden Horned Deer seemed to sense this malice, raised its head and stared at Huo Wuxian, and a sharp light flashed in its silver pupils.

Luo Jing still looked at Huo Wuxian with innocent eyes, he did not panic or struggle, just like accepting the identity of the tomb keeper, he calmly faced the tragedy that was about to happen to him. However, it was Huo Wuxian who couldn't face the reality now, although he had a knife in his hand, his heart was even more embarrassed and cringe than with his bare hands, his heart was soft, his palm was loosened again, and the dagger was immediately inserted into the soil under his feet.

Huo Wuxian covered his face with his hands, feeling guilty for the killing intent that surged up in an instant just now. The death of his relatives, the grievances he suffered, and his state of mind at this moment made him no longer able to control his emotions, and his tears were pouring out, crying and crying.

Luo Jing quietly looked at Huo Wuxian who was crying silently, as if he was infected by his emotions, and there was a trace of sadness on his cheeks.

In the dark tree hole, only Huo Wuxian's cries continued.

Since Luo Jing refused to help, Huo Wuxian only had the choice of catching Mei Shixue. He no longer wanted to achieve his goals by playing despicable little means, but began to train himself day after day, and it was only at this moment that he remembered the Huo family gun, and remembered the only spirit left to him by his second brother and father.

Cutting down trees and sharpening the tip to make a long spear, he repeatedly practiced spear skills according to the instructions of his father and second brother. Sit in the glade of the forest, close your eyes and listen to the sound of fallen leaves, step into the river with both feet, and prick the fish in the water with your gun. After the hard training, it was Mei Wanchen's mountain meals and delicious fruits. Time flew quietly in such a cycle, and even Huo Wuxian didn't care about it later.

The fog in the early morning is the lightest of the day in the fog forest, and the visibility during this time is better than at other times, and people are in the most awake state.

Huo Wuxian ran wildly with a wooden spear in his hand, and the stones protruding from the ground and the rattan growing and stretching at will could not stop his vigorous pace. He wrapped a black cloth around his eyes, and he felt the movement around him completely by hearing.

Mei Shixue swung back and forth between the branches and vines in front of her, sometimes grasping the branches with one hand, sometimes wrapping her long tail full of white hair, and letting out a sharp cry of excitement from her mouth.

The race between man and ape has been going on thousands of times in this forest, and man has gone from hard work to despair to rising up, while the ape has always maintained a playful mentality, without any pressure at all.

The furry tail curls around the branches, and the leaves on them fall one after another under the influence of violent shaking. Huo Wuxian picked up the spear and threw it, the tip of the spear went straight to the branch, Mei Shixue saw the ferocity of the wooden spear and immediately became impatient, and the long tail jumped down from the air as soon as he let go. Huo Wuxian rushed to the bottom of the tree in three steps and two steps, raised his arm above his head, and grabbed Mei Shixue's tail accurately and quickly.

"Got you! You cunning monkey, I've finally caught you! Huo Wuxian took off the blindfolded black cloth strip, and his face showed excitement that could not be concealed.

Mei Shixue let out an angry roar at first, kicking and kicking her hands and feet in the air, but after a while, it seemed to calm down, hanging upside down with its swaying body in the air, honestly accepting its defeat.

Huo Wuxian stared at the ape that was caught by him, and his excited smile gradually turned into loss, and then from loss to indifference. He was wrong from the beginning, Mei Shixue was an ape after all, even if he caught it, what could he do? In the end, it was just a wasted effort. While thinking like this, he added another disappointment in his heart to leaving the fog forest, feeling that he had been played by fate several times, and every time he gave birth to hope, it would only be followed by the result that he didn't want to get at all.

As soon as he thought of this, Huo Wuxian immediately let go of his hand and let go of Mei Shixue, the soul pattern ability was activated instantly, and the Thunder Shadow Flying Dragon Horse appeared beside him. Now that he had completely lost his patience, he turned over and jumped on the horse's back, his hands tightly grasping the pair of golden dragon horns, and without further words, the Thunder Shadow Flying Dragon Horse turned into a whirlwind and galloped away.

Mei Shixue hung upside down on the branch and did not go far, and when it saw the scene of Ryoma galloping by, it couldn't help but let out a sharp cry of fright.

The white fog drifted like a cloud on both sides of the Thunder Shadow Wyveron's body, and there were too many obstacles in the forest for it to run at full strength. Huo Wuxian just let Ryoma rush forward, he believed that with Ryoma's speed, as long as he kept moving in one direction, there would always be a time to rush out of the fog forest. But the truth was far beyond his imagination, and the Thunder Shadow Wyvern Horse continued to gallop for nearly three hours in a row, until his own soul pattern energy was all exhausted, and there was still a vast expanse in front of him.

The Thunder Shadow Flying Dragon Horse disappeared due to the dissipation of the soul pattern energy, and Huo Wuxian fell from the horse, leaving him covered in mud. He looked into the distance with his tired eyes open, feeling that he was looking at the end of his life, at the tipping point where all good turned into sadness.

Little did he know that this was a ten-year prospect.