Half past six in the morning...... Lin Zifeng entered the dense mountain forest and headed all the way south. The worst thing is that the compass on his body is broken, otherwise he would not easily lose his way.

After killing a wild boar to solve the belly problem, he began to run in the direction of another island.

Santa Ana didn't know what the situation was, so Lin Zifeng decided to find Santa Ana first today. Otherwise, the Federal Bureau will blame it, and you will have to carry everything yourself, and it will be over.

Running wildly all the way, just as Lin Zifeng passed through a swampy area, his footsteps suddenly stopped, as if he sensed something.

"Huh? What sound would be so bleak? Lin Zifeng frowned, when he was just running, he obviously felt an inexplicable string behind him, and in the wind blowing, that string sounded extremely desolate and sad.

As far as the eye could see, there was hardly a sign of life in the entire barren and gray swamp area, and Lin Zifeng didn't know where this string sound came from.

In this kind of swampy and lifeless zone, with such a sad and desolate string sound, even Lin Zifeng felt inexplicable pain in the depths of his heart, as if he remembered some unpleasant past.

He stood with his long body there, his eyes closed, and the sadness of that string sound echoed in his mind for a long time......

As he listened quietly, the strings were clearly a requiem. First from the sadness, to the helplessness in the middle, to the final burst of roaring and roaring, as if the reverberation of the strings, is playing an unprecedented chaotic battle!

At that moment, he seemed to have scenes of bloody tears in his mind, fantasizing about a group of Terran powerhouses, throwing their heads and skulls and waving their blood for their homeland. Severed limbs and broken bones, rush to kill the heavens!

Especially the scene of a great battle in his mind when a certain majestic young man in a red battle robe fought against thousands of unknown creatures with his own strength......

All kinds of fantasies are passionate and surging, and finally a very strange scene appeared in Lin Zifeng's mind, only to see the man in a blood-colored robe, holding a sword, immediately slashing the world's heroes, with thousands of floating corpses under his feet, stunned to kill a high corpse blood tower with the strength of one person, this corpse blood tower is all the corpses of cultivators, he stepped on it alone, guarding all the people who need to be guarded behind him! The peerless elegance did not even blink in the face of thousands of troops......

"What!"

Suddenly! Lin Zifeng opened his eyes violently, and was surprised to find that he had fallen into a certain memory just now!

Oh, my God! What kind of string sound can affect the nerves of the human brain so much, and it can actually manipulate the brain nerve cells to imagine a bloody scene of bloody killing!

Onmyoji's hypnosis can confuse nerves, causing nerves to send instructions that a part of the body is injured, and then the cells in that part will respond immediately. There would be an injury reaction, but he didn't expect that just a string note could cause the same hurtful and terrible consequences to his body cells......

"Could it be that there is some secret hidden in this swamp?" Lin Zifeng quickly swept over the swamp, looking for the past in the direction of the string sound.

There were countless floating corpses of animals in this swamp, and along the way, he saw several beasts of prey fall into the swamp, which had rotted into shape, flies, dead things, stench, and erosion...... All kinds of disgusting smells are everywhere, this kind of methane gas is the deadliest, and if you smoke too much, you will have all kinds of uncomfortable and terrible consequences......

Lin Zifeng searched all the way along the swamp, and after leaving the swamp pool, he soon found the direction of the string sound in a dense mountain forest......

When he got closer, Lin Zifeng was stunned.

It was actually a bamboo forest that was cut down by someone, and the sound produced by the wind blowing......

This kind of rhythm, how highly accomplished music masters can do, they not only have to cut the bamboo prominently, but also pay attention to the effect of the wind blowing, it is conceivable that the attainments in this are not ordinary people can do......

He slowly approached and observed, and found that there was a huge stone tablet erected in the center of the bamboo forest, which was covered with dense vines, and after many years of carving, the stone tablet was still standing intact, but with the passage of time, it was difficult to see the wear and tear of the stone tablet.

There are a lot of handwriting densely carved on the stele, and the technique is extremely deep, and all of them are carved by fingers! You can imagine how strong the portrayer must be......

Observing that there was no one around, Lin Zifeng dared to step forward and silently watch the tall stone tablet of the two people approaching. Reach out and gently stroke the top of the stele.

"Tomb of the Willow God!" At this time, Lin Zifeng found that the stele had three traditional characters written on it. The handwriting is very weathered, and this granite stone is difficult to be weathered and corroded by weathering without a thousand years. If you don't identify it carefully, it's really hard to see what words are engraved on this stone tablet.

"Tomb of the Willow God? Could it really be that this is really the Yanagi clan? Lin Zifeng's eyebrows slowly sank, and he reached out to touch the three big characters.

At this time, he found a high and raised tomb next to the stone tablet! The tomb is very large, about a dozen meters in size.

All wrapped tightly in vines.

If he didn't guess wrong, the person buried in the huge tomb in front of him must be the real Liu Shen.

Or is it that Lin Zifeng was hallucinated by the string sound control nervous system before, and the man in the red robe in it couldn't do it?

"How is this possible!" Lin Zifeng glared and took a step back.

"A person who has been dead for thousands of years, no matter how powerful he is, cannot still manipulate the human nervous system!" Lin Zifeng desperately didn't feel that this was real in front of him.

Why is it said that the people in the tomb have been dead for thousands of years? Because the stone tablet next to this tomb is made of granite, it is difficult to be weathered and corroded so strictly in a thousand years.

At this time, Lin Zifeng found a small grave again...... To be exact, it should be a small dirt bag......

Next to the large tomb was a small inconspicuous earthen bag, and it would have been difficult to tell if it were not for the fact that it was slightly more raised than the ground.

Lin Zifeng stepped forward and squatted down, there was no tombstone in the small soil bag, it was overgrown with barren weeds, and it was completely abandoned by the big grave.

If someone came here, it is estimated that no one would pay attention to the lonely and silent tombless tomb......

Lin Zifeng's eyes lit up, and he tried to observe the small mound with a clairvoyant eye, but in order to make the deceased safe, Lin Zifeng did not open the clairvoyant eye, so he had to bow deeply to show his respect......