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It's not a very detailed explanation, but fortunately I still know a little.

This blue bat is different from the black one, they belong to the mutant rats that breed in the corpse pile and grow up by eating the corpse, and they mate with the bat, so the offspring that are bred are all winged, blue body, and a strange bat with a tail that is said to breathe fire.

Because of this, they were summoned by Chiyou under his command, and they were also named Blue Devil Sword Spirits, guarding the ancient magic sword for Chiyou for generations.

He has always only listened to the sound of the white jade magic flute to attack the intruder, and he has distinguished three different flute sounds to use different powers.

If the enemy does not die, or escapes, the Piper will play a song of bliss and let the bats carry out a second crazy attack until the enemy is dead.

The book also says that absolutely no one in the world has ever heard what the third piece sounds like.

I heard that Chiyou played a third song, which directly caused the bats to go berserk and spew out a fire like a flood, blue as the sea.

Later, he felt that the magic song was dominant, so he erased the third track, leaving only two pieces to be passed down from generation to generation.

The silver flowers fell like raindrops on the two of us, and the faster we ran, the faster the flowers fell.

Lao Li shouted: "What does Lao Chu think? Run, run! ”

Seeing the bats like water and the huge waves rushing towards me, I quickly turned around and ran, but my back was itchy and unbearable, and I really didn't know what was biting me!

I grabbed it back, and I saw a red spider the size of a palm crawling in the palm of my hand, and the hair on its limbs was particularly prickly.

It was bright red and wriggling, like a thumping heart, like a heart that had just been pulled out by someone's hand.

I glared at Lao Li, thinking that I was so scared by such a thing, I really wonder if you took the wrong medicine!

As soon as I threw my backhand, the spider was thrown by me and hung on the tree with a swish, forming a translucent web to wander in the air, and it was more like a fugitive, to wander around.

Lao Li said: "What should we do now, don't you want to feed the blue bats in the back?"

I said, "I don't know, let's see if there's a place where we can avoid it, or these guys will tear us alive sooner or later!"

When I think of bats, I guess in my heart. This blue bat is a myth and legend, and it does not correspond to reality at all, how can it appear in the tomb of the Poison King? Is the legend true?

Is that flute girl really a descendant of the magic song? So King Zhen also brought her to accompany the funeral and guard the tomb for him?

Where are we now? Could it be that not far behind him is the coffin of King Zhen? Can we see the so-called fetish?

The whimsy made my blood boil, if I really arrived at the tomb of the Earthquake King, it means that there is a great possibility that I can see where the artifact is.

I raised my hand to drive away the bats, and said to Lao Li: "Lao Li, I guess we have arrived at the place!"

Lao Li suddenly stopped, turned to look at me: "Where are you?"

He probably saw that I was still running, so he scolded me and said, "Where's my mother?" Didn't you say that you got to the Hades Palace? ”

The voice was a little hoarse, and it buzzed in my ears when it hit the front.

I plucked out my ears and asked him, "What did you say?" Louder!! ”

The hissing of the bats behind him was so loud that I could only see Lao Li Gan opening his mouth without making a sound, and constantly dancing with his hands, as if a mute was talking to me in sign language.

I glared at him, and no matter what he said, I looked around as I looked at the silver flowers on the ground.

It's a wooded area, and it's like there's nowhere to hide and rest.

In front of him was a black rumbling, and Lao Li's body was more like it was gradually disappearing.

How could I not hear the roar of bats, the sound of heavy footsteps that seemed to run into a whirlpool?

What was the call just now? Why did you run two steps and then there was no sound at all? Everything has become unusually quiet, as if you want to take a nap in the afternoon?

When I looked back, the bats were gone, and they seemed to know that they were going to take a nap after dinner, and they all seemed to have gone to sleep.

Is it really in the middle of the afternoon? Do they really know how to take a nap to keep people energized?

I nodded, now that they're gone, we'll have a chance to see what the Shock King is like, and what its treasures are.

I smiled and turned around, and the wolf smoke was billowing in front of me, and there were severed arms and stumps, armor, swords, broken flags, and horses lying in a pool of blood, everything appeared in my eyes as if it were a dream.

Far away, it's the horizon.

The wind swept the clouds, and the thunder rolled.

Underfoot, look out...... Corpses were everywhere and rivers of blood flowed.

Where can war be so brutal and terrifying?

Where does war burn old trees to scorched earth?

Where am I now?

Why do I have blood on my body?

There was a trumpet sound in my ears, who was this blowing for?

How is it so close? Like in the ear. How is it so far? Like at the end of nowhere?

There was the sound of horses' hooves, the clashing of weapons.

It was so close, so close, like it was right behind me.

But there was a farmhouse behind him, and a girl was drying her clothes.

At this moment, the clouds are already thick, and the evening has quietly hit.

Why did she come out to dry her clothes?

Why is she so familiar to me?

Where is this? Who am I?

Whose gun is it in your hand?

How many people's throats has it cut? How much honeysuckle is dyed red? How many generals have you killed?

What time is it? What location? What dynasty? Why did the tomb turn into a battlefield in an instant? A deserted battlefield?

Suddenly I felt a little tired, like after a day of fighting, my body couldn't help but be in the pool, and I didn't care about the sound in my ears, I just felt that I wanted to sleep well, and after a night's sleep, everything I was looking forward to and what I wanted to see, all appeared, all appeared.

My eyes slowly closed, and between the cracks, I saw a very familiar face, I was sure that he was my friend, I knew him, and he knew me better.

He seemed to be saying something, his voice far away, far away in the world, and he was very close, as if he was on the other side of my cape.

He was still talking, kept talking, and finally came to pick my eyes, at this moment, hazy like seeing flowers in the fog, the flowers are blooming, like a girl smiling, and like first love is implicitly hand in hand with me.

The dream of a fairy tale may be like this, like a mirror without a dark side, we will always live in a fairy tale, no sadness, no parting, no pain, joy, you, me, and everyone.

I shook my hand at him and wanted to say something, but the dream led me to another world, I felt very dark, but I also had no intuition...

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What is the difference between a person who dies and falls asleep? It's all with your eyes closed.

But the former will never wake up, and the latter will wake up with eternal sadness.