Dao Ru, wrapped around the vines, has completely transformed into another woman, a woman with an ordinary appearance, and I have never seen before!

She groaned and struggled, but the more she struggled, the faster the blood flowed out of her body. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I shouted, "Who are you?"

She only cared about moaning in pain, her clothes were stained red with blood, but her face became more and more pale, and her lips were almost bloodless.

She gritted her teeth, used the last bit of strength in her chest, and muttered: You... Be sure... Be careful... That one... Sea... Sea...

The sound stopped, and in the empty cave, only the ticking of blood remained.

I watched her die in front of me, drained of her blood by the sacred tree of Brahma.

"Who is she?!" I tilted my head and asked Uncle in a suit in a loud voice.

The uncle in the suit said: I don't know who she is, but it must not be Ge Yu. I've been aware of it for a long time, but I've never wanted to do it.

"When did you notice it?" I was terrified.

The uncle in the suit stared at the woman's corpse on the vine and said: In the old temple at the entrance of the village, I wrote some words on the ground, do you remember?

I said yes.

He also said, "The text records the location of the sacred tree of the Brahmana and how to recreate flesh and blood."

I was taken aback and asked, "Didn't you say you couldn't read it?"

He laughed and said, "If I say I can't understand it, I must not understand it?" Abu, you have a good character, a good heart, and you are easily deceived. If I'm not mistaken, this woman must not have told you the truth when she whispered to you about those Sanskrit fonts. Am I right?

I remembered that Dao Ru told me that he only told me one person, and then pulled me to the corner of the old temple, and said that she didn't know either.

At the time, I thought that Daoru gave me a talisman to protect myself, but I didn't expect Daoru to play with me?

Seeing that I was silent, the uncle in the suit smiled and said: I'm not wrong, right?

I still didn't say anything.

And he said, Though I have no blood. But I can sense the speed of a person's blood, and the speed of their heartbeat. When this woman saw the Sanskrit text I had written, her blood accelerated significantly, proving that she had come prepared! She also knows the secrets of Dragon Tiger Mountain completely.

I asked: Then why did her face suddenly become someone else's?

The uncle in the suit was stunned, and after a while, he smiled dumbly and said: Become someone else's? Someone else's? The other person's face you think is her real face, but the original face that is exactly the same as Ge Yu is fake!

I swallowed and foamed and licked my somewhat dry lips, the world was terrible.

I used to suspect that there could be no two identical people in this world, even twins.

And this Daoru, her appearance and impression can be said to be perfectly integrated with Ge Yu, almost she is Ge Yu.

But, I love Ge Yu, I know that feeling. I know the feeling of missing it when I don't see it for a while.

I didn't find this feeling in Daoru's body.

"Then what are you trying to do by tricking me into Longhu Mountain?" I thought about it and finally asked.

The uncle in the suit looked at me and said, "Kill you."

"Kill me? Then you can do it. I said indifferently.

With his hands behind his back, he still looked at the woman's corpse and said, "You are dead, my purpose has been achieved."

I don't know what to say.

The uncle in the suit pulled out a flashlight from his back waist, shone it on my body, and said to me: Turn your head and look at the mountain wall.

I turned around and looked at the white light on the side of the mountain, and I felt hopeless.

I'm completely gone.

The light of the flashlight seemed to pass directly through me, as if I didn't exist at all.

I said, "So you put those two notes, right?" You once took me to Sanghuai Village to investigate the cause of Ge Yu's death. As a result, I was able to see the ice corpse crying. Secondly, you tricked me into going to Longhu Mountain, so that I could see the goldfish swimming backwards and the scene of blood-stained green clouds. Finally, take my soul, right?

The uncle in the suit was stunned for a moment, and asked me: two?

I also asked rhetorically: Isn't it?

He shook his head and said, "I've only given you one, and if you receive two notes, there should be someone else ready to take advantage of you."

I smiled bitterly and said, can I still believe you?

The uncle in the suit said firmly: You have to believe it, you have to believe it if you don't believe it, your soul is now in my body, but don't worry, I just borrowed it for use, only in this way can we live at the same time.

I shook my head, despairing of the world, Ge Yu took my heart, and Uncle in a suit took my soul.

What is left of my body? A shell?

Seeing that my face was gradually losing color and my pupils were gradually dilated, he said nervously: Abu, you have to cheer up, Ge Yu is still waiting for you!

"It's because Ge Yu is still waiting for me, so I'm still gritting my teeth with my last breath and persevering, but I feel so tired."

He said: Don't worry, when I use up your soul, I'll give it back to you, don't you want to marry Ge Yu?

I said that people and ghosts have different paths, and it is just a dream after all.

He grabbed me by the shoulder and said, "No, it's not a dream, you two are a match made in heaven, and I naturally have a way to make you tie the knot."

I smiled bitterly, can I still trust him?

After a pause, I sighed and said, "So what now?"

"Now you are no longer a living person, after you go back, you will drive the No. 14 bus safely, I will cooperate with you to find out the ghosts hidden in the shadows, and before I carry out my plan, I will help you get rid of those ghosts who want to harm you."

I said, "In that case, let's go back as soon as possible, we have been delayed for three days."

The uncle in the suit said: Don't worry, I will bring you to Longhu Mountain, I will find the sacred tree of Fanyana by myself for one purpose, but there is another purpose.

"For what purpose?"

He wasn't going to tell me, he just said, "Just follow me."

Immediately, the uncle in the suit took me and walked in the opposite direction of the sacred tree of Brahmana, and I don't know exactly where I went.

I walked over to the torch and took it off, for a walking corpse, there is no difference between light and darkness, but I worship light, and I want to remember that I don't want to die.

"Uncle, what is the Brahma Divine Tree just now?" I couldn't help but ask.

The uncle in the suit didn't look back, saying, "That's not a tree."

I said: not a tree, what would it be?

The sound of our footsteps echoed in the cave, and he was silent for a long time, and when we walked back to the cave full of coffins, he said: According to legend, it was a witchcraft that came from the Brahmana more than a thousand years ago.

I nodded.

Although the uncle in the suit had his back to me, he seemed to sense me nodding and continued: That's not a coffin, that's the roots.

"Can the roots of a tree grow into a coffin?" My eyes widened with disbelief.

For example, when I was in elementary school, I would often pass by a big locust tree, and the trunk of the locust tree would grow in the shape of a human ear.

Several surrounding homes have built a small fence with red bricks to prevent children from playing. A few years later, after I was no longer in that elementary school, a group of locals insisted on cutting down the trees, and before they could cut down the trees, one of the seven people died and six became sick.

Later, there was an old woman, who knelt in front of the tree on the fifteenth day of the new year, burned incense, burned paper money, and tied red cloth to the branches of the tree.

At this moment, I heard that the uncle in the suit said that the black iron coffin turned out to be the root of a tree, and I couldn't help but be surprised, so I hurriedly asked: The blood in the coffin should not be blood, right?

The uncle in the suit snorted and said: The liquid in the coffin is blood, not blood. How can I say that at the beginning of the planting of this sacred tree, it was necessary to kill the living and take blood in the form of sacrifices, and irrigate it every night at noon. Watered until the sacred tree was formed.

I secretly wondered, how many people's blood had to be lost?

"After the cultivation of the sacred tree is completed, the roots of the tree will intersect with each other to form a coffin-like space, which is the power of the sacred tree of Brahmana, and the liquid in the coffin is actually the sap in the vines of the sacred tree."

I said: How could such a weird demon tree in the Western Regions be planted in Longhu Mountain?

The uncle in the suit smiled strangely, suddenly stopped, turned around and asked me: Abu, you tell me, what is the most in the Dragon and Tiger Mountain?